[a small Detroit Evolution fanfic because I can’t help myself]
The snow gently fell from the sky, looking almost ethereal in the moonlight. It seemed tranquil, all was calm. But it masked dark intentions.
Ada’s footsteps crunched in the snow, snowflakes getting caught in her hair and standing out against her dark clothes. She had a darkness in her eyes, which matched the void-like darkness of the night sky, and a rage burned within her.
She counted her steps as she drew closer to the home of Elijah Kamski: her creator.
The man who made her a monster.
She would always carry the guilt of what she had done, she would never fully forgive herself; even if her actions were not truly her own. But if it hadn’t been for Kamski, perhaps she wouldn’t have ended up the way she did.
Ada rang the doorbell before pulling her hood over her head and tilting her head down, so when Elijah answered the door he wouldn’t see her face.
Much to Ada’s surprise, however, a blonde android opened the door, a polite smile donning her features and making Ada’s anger diminish for a moment.
“Can I help you?” The android chirped, seeming not at all bothered by the fact that a strange woman had come to the premesis in the late hours of the night.
“Uh, yeah, I...” turns out trying to come up with an excuse to hide a murder plot was a lot easier said than done.
“I’m friends with Elijah, I just wanted to check on him. Haven’t heard from him in a while.” Ada finally managed what she hoped would be a convincing story.
“Oh! Please, do come in. I’m sure Elijah will like having company, he’s been a little quiet lately.” What seemed like a sad smile donned the androids features, her LED spinning yellow before going back to blue.
“Elijah’s asleep right now, would you like me to wake him up?”
Ada nearly blew her cover with her knee-jerk reaction, which involved a lot of stammering and trying not to seem panicked when she was, in fact, panicked.
“No! No, it’s alright. I’ll surprise him.” Ada donned a fake mischievous smile, hoping it would be enough to further convince the android before her that her intentions were pure.
“Of course,” the android smiled before walking off, going to sit on the edge of the large, red pool and letting her legs dangle into the water.
There were two more androids that looked identical to the one that had greeted Ada, leaning on the edge of the pool in swimsuits as they made idle chatter.
Ada went to the door she could only assume was Kamski’s room, and she was right.
Kamski himself was fast asleep in a bed that was unreasonably huge, even for a couple, which sat in a large and definitely luxurious room. It also had a large picture of Kamski in it, which kinda just made Ada feel a little weird.
Ada locked the door behind her before taking off her backpack and gently setting it down on a nearby armchair, which contained all the tools she needed.
Kamski awoke in a place that he very quickly realized was mostly definitely not his bed. He was actually quite uncomfortable, where he seemed to be sitting.
Problem was, he had no idea where hell he was thanks to the pitch darkness surrounding him, only to realize that there was a blindfold on his face and that he wasn’t in the pits of hell.
If he had known what he was in for, however, he would most definitely describe it as the pits of hell.
“What the fuck...” Elijah mumbled, squirming around in an attempt to free himself from his restraints. He had to hand it to whoever had done this, they knew how to keep someone stuck to a chair.
“There’s no point, you know.” A woman’s voice met his ears, sharp and familiar, but he couldn’t place where he knew her from.
“I like to think myself as the eternal optimist,” Elijah quipped, continuing to struggle.
He wasn’t all that worried, really. This wasn’t the first time someone went after him, and his Chloe’s would always interfere and kick the ass of whoever wanted to put an end to him and his success.
“Do you have any idea why I’m here?” The woman spoke with a level tone, although Elijah could detect some bitterness behind it. Why wouldn’t there be? She had tied him up.
“Not really no. But I can make some educated guesses...jealously, been put out of a job by androids, homicidal maniac, angry ex-“
“I take it I’m not the first, then?”
“Not by a long shot,” Elijah laughed.
Something about that made Elijah’s stomach drop. This wasn’t the first time he had been threatened, but this felt different.
“I’m an android, so no, it’s not any of those. You want to keep guessing or you want me to tell you why I’m here?” The woman sounded annoyed now, her patience clearly running thin.
“As much as I’d love to keep stalling on my death or whatever you’re gonna do to me, I would like to know why the fuck you’re in my house.” Elijah sighed, getting tired of the blindfold.
It was starting to itch and he’d probably have an allergic reaction to whatever the fabric was, which wouldn’t exactly do wonders for his skin.
He was also very aware that an allergic breakout on his skin thanks to fabric was probably the least of his concerns, but a man’s gotta look after his skin.
“Hey, before you get into your dramatic villain monologue, can you take off this thing? Can’t see shit, and I’d really like to see what is happening right now. Calms the nerves, you know how it is.”
The let out a small sigh before untying the blindfold.
Elijah’s eyes adjusted to the light, and he definitely wasn’t expecting to see who he saw.
Ada. His very first android in the RK series. The illegal experiment series. The series he knew could get him in serious trouble. That series.
“Okay...that’s a new one to add to the list of reasons. Vengeful android of my creation.”
“Laugh all you want, but in the end you will answer to me.” Ada hissed.
Elijah was trying not to seem absolutely terrified, and if he had to give his acting job an honest rating? -6/10
“Hey now, I’m sure we can come to some kind of arrangement...I mean, you don’t have to kill me.” Elijah could only talk his way out of this now.
He had created Ada to learn, constantly take in information, and there was a good chance she had learned to brutally murder someone; and he wasn’t all that keen on being that someone.
“You’re right, I don’t have to.” Elijah sighed in relief, but the fear came right back when Ada smirked, eyes hollow.
Ada reaches into her backpack and pulled out a knife, a gun, and a saw.
Shit, fuck, shit, fuck, fuck! I’m gonna die, I’m gonna be killed in my own home! Where are the Chloe’s?!
Ada started humming as she organized the tools on the small table beside her, as if she was doing a fun little activity and not sorting out instruments of death.
“I don’t want to kill you right away, no, that won’t do. Probably just hurt you a little first,” Ada seemed distant, as if she was talking to herself, but her eyes were sharp and trained on Elijah.
Ada picked up the knife from the table and slowly brought it to Elijah’s leg and–
“I have information! There are others like you, besides Connor and the RK900 and Markus! There are others, I can help you! You can be a family!” Elijah blurted, desperate to save his life.
Ada froze before the knife even touched his skin, processing the words that just came from Elijah’s mouth.
“Others? What do you mean?” She still kept the knife close to him, in case he tried anything.
“See, now I’ve got your attention...there are others like you, scattered all over Detroit, I doubt they even know it. You’re all special, I created you all for a reason, for something I knew was coming. For your sake, you should find them.”
“Do you have any files on them?” Ada’s eyes had lit up, excitement bouncing around her system.
“You’ll have to let me go first–“ he was interrupted when, instead of silencing him, Ada stabbed the knife into Elijah’s leg.
“Fuck! Okay, okay! They’re in...shit...there’s a tablet in that desk with the files!” He cried, nodding his head towards the desk in the corner of the room.
Ada regarded him with suspicion before ripping the knife out of his leg, eliciting another pained cry from him.
Sure enough, Ada found the tablet in the desk. It took her a few minutes to figure it out, but she ended up pressing some button and a several holographs appeared.
Responsible for several murders of androids across Detroit.
Current Whereabouts: Unknown.
The Deviant Leader. Specifically constructed to become deviant. In a relationship with an android named Simon, a PL600 model.
Current Whereabouts: New Jericho, Detroit.
Was once human, died in 2011 when trying to solve the case of Philadelphia’s Origami Killer. Consciousness was uploaded to his ARI AI, downloaded into an android physically modelled after him.
Current Whereabouts: Unknown.
One of the earliest designs for the RK800 model.
Current Whereabouts: Detroit Junkyard.
Designed to be able to morph and control every aspect of its appearance. Was an android at the Eden Club, disappeared from the club in 2038 after killing a client.
Current Whereabouts: New Jericho, Detroit.
Was the second attempt at what would become the RK800 model, was shut down due to complications.
Current Whereabouts: Detroit Junkyard.
An experiment to see if androids could have superhuman abilities as seen in fiction. Killed several creators and security guards at Cyberlife tower with said abilities. Was later attacked at an anti-android protest and was the only surivivor.
Current Whereabouts: Unknown.
Was the successful outcome of previous attempts. Deviant Hunter created to become deviant then be reset to kill the Deviant Leader. It failed.
Current Whereabouts: New York, with Lieutenant Hank Anderson.
Was created to be Connor’s replacement if he never deviated, but also created to be faster, stronger, and far more dangerous to deviants.
Current Whereabouts: Living with his partner and boyfriend, Detective Gavin Reed in Detroit.
Ada looked up at Elijah in disbelief, gaze switching back and forth between the projection and Elijah.
“Wasn’t lying to you,” he said between gritted teeth, forehead beaded with sweat due to the intense pain.
“It would be nice to find them, to have a family...” Ada said to herself, thinking of a world where she could start over, with people who didn’t know what she did.
She found herself very determined to find these people, whatever it took. But if she was going to do that she needed to deal with Elijah first.
“As angry as I am at you, I have to thank you for what you’ve done for me,” Ada said as she put the tablet in her backpack, along with the saw and the knife.
“Without your help I would never have known that there were others.” Elijah seemed to light up as she spoke, thinking that he had saved his own life.
“However, I cannot let you live.” Ada’s voice grew dark as she grabbed the gun off the table, turning the safety off.
“No, no! I can tell you more, I can clear your reputation! I can make you rich! Anything!” Elijah pleaded, tears streaming down his face as Ada pointed the gun to his head.
The gunshot, although loud, brought upon a heavy silence that blanketed the room. Maybe it was Ada’s actions catching up to her, maybe it was that she could see that she had finally killed Elijah Kamski.
His head had fallen forward, blood dripping from the gunshot wound in his forehead and forming a puddle on the floor.
When Ada left the room, she had expected to be attacked by the Chloe’s as it occurred to her that they definitely heard all the noise from his room.
What she hadn’t expected, however, was to be hugged by one.
“Thank you,” the Chloe whispered into her ear, sounding as though she was on the verge of tears.
“I wasn’t sure how much longer we could take it, after all he’s done.” Chloe pulled back, wiping at her eyes. Ada looked past Chloe to see the two other Chloe’s had similar expressions of relief.
“I’m glad I was able to help,” Ada wasn’t expecting to be thanked for murdering someone, but it made sense this time around. Elijah Kamski is...was a piece of shit.
“Can we come with you? We promise not to be a problem but we can’t stay here.”
“Of course,” Ada answered without much hesitation. Perhaps bringing these girls along was one step closer to having some kind of family, people who cared about her.
The four of them had decided to steal Kamski’s car, as it was spacious and it could definitely use a little roughing up and personal decorations to make it a little less boring.
The drive to New Jericho was strangely peaceful, a calm settling over all four women as they realized their freedom, that they would finally be able to start a new life of their own.
For Ada, she could finally move on.
She could make Nines proud.
This was inspired by a couple of posts that @octopunkmedia made, mentioning how it’d be pretty cool to have an android version of Norman Jayden and how Ada would probably kill Kamski. I thought that was cool because she totally would and he kinda deserves it.
Hope this turned out well!
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