Not Just a Machine (D:BH Connor X Human! F!Reader)

Prologue: Baltimore Deviant

A/N

This is a chapter solely focused on you. Connor is not in it, but he will be in the next one. Though this chapter has characters who will be in upcoming ones, so just a heads up in case you feel like skipping it!

~August 15th, 2038 6:34PM~

Location: Baltimore, Maryland

[Name]'s POV

I open my car door and step out, shielding my face from the bright lights of several cameras. 'Dammit how'd the news already hear about this' I mentally scowl, pulling out a pair of sunglasses and sliding them on my face.

"Agent! Is it true that an android has killed the family who lives here?" a reporter asks while shoving their microphone towards my face.

"No comment," I state while pushing through the crowd of reporters and journalists.

A few police officers meet me at the door to the house and they open it and allow me inside, slamming the door shut behind me. I take a few breaths before taking off my sunglasses, and hooking them on the front of my shirt. "Is Detective Ramos around?" I ask the crowd of officers and forensic specialists.

"You must be Agent Anderson with the FBI, I'm Detective Alex Ramos. You can call me Alex," a dark-skinned man with black hair and dark brown eyes says to me.

"You would be correct. Can you give me the rundown of what happened here?"

"Were you not informed?"

"I'm not as informed as I would like to be. I have basic knowledge as to what the current situation is, but I need to know exactly what happened here to determine the best approach."

Alex sighs and gestures around us, "Well, we don't know what all happened either. We have our teams looking, but there's no sign of the Davidson family or their android."

"So it's a possible kidnapping? If you don't mind, I'd like to have a look around myself," I say while examining the entry room of the house.

"By all means, please take a look. We need as much help as we can get."

I smile slightly and pull on a pair of latex gloves, walking past a few officers into the living room of the house. I look around the room analyzing everything I see when my eyes land on a knife barely sticking out from underneath a couch. I pick it up and some blood drips down from the tip onto the wooden floor. I place the knife down before laying down on the ground and pulling out my flashlight. I turn it on and shine under the couch, cringing when I find the body of a skinny, adult male.

"Hey! I got a body under the couch!" I call out while standing up.

A few officers move the couch out of the way and I crouch down next to the body and look over it. 'Several stab wounds straight to the heart and one to the throat. He's been dead for no more than six hours' I notice, standing up again while CSI has their fun with him.

"This is definitely Andrew Davidson, but what does this mean for the rest of the family?" Alex asks while walking over to me.

"Best case scenario is they're alive and being held captive; worst case, they're dead," I respond while walking over to a wall with rA9 carved into it hundreds of times, making me sigh. "This shit again."

"You've seen this before?"

"Yeah. I've had many cases with deviants before and this is almost always written on a wall."

"What is rA9?"

"No one at the Bureau is quite sure. I believe it might be something like a God."