AN: Thanks to everyone who decided to check out my story here! I'm not the best writer so I would love if you guys can give me some criticism so I can make future stories and chapters better for you guys. This chapter is a little rushed I do admit but I will do my best for futurechapters to make them seem like they aren'tsuper rushed. Also this chapter is a little short because this just the introduction, I will do my best to make future chapters longer. Anyway comment on what you think of this story and I really hope you guys enjoy!

Chapter 1

This couldn't be happening. This couldn't be real. Connor couldn't believe what he was seeing.

Hank was shot. Right in the head too. Nobody could foresee what was going to happen. They were just chasing a criminal like usual and he opened fire on them.

Connor nor Hank saw that the guy had a gun. Hank wasn't fast enough to get to cover, and Hank paid for that mistake.

"Hank!" Connor's LED blinked red at the sight of Hank. How could he have let this happen.

Without a seconds thought Connor took out his own gun and shot at the person who killed Hank. A perfect shot right between the guys eyes.

Connor rushed over to Hank and gently laid his head in his lap. There was nothing he could do for him. He was dead.

Hank's blood trickled down his face from the bullet wound and onto Connor. His skin was a sickly pale and his body devoted of life.

A sob erupted from Connor's throat. "This is all my fault Hank! If only I noticed sooner that he had a gun." Tears were streaming down Connor's eyes and his body shook with sobs. "I'm so sorry."

Connor leaned his forehead against Hanks own forehead. "Please don't leave me here all alone." Another sob wracked his body.

Connor hasn't moved from that position for hours. At some point he slipped into his standby mode.

It was odd. Androids don't dream but yet here Connor was. There wasn't much to look at. It was all just darkness.

Connor was confused. Wasn't he with Hank. Connor felt a sob escape out of his mouth at the thought of him.

Not really caring where he was Connor sat on the ground and continued grieving for Hank. He stayed like this until he heard a voice speak to him.

"If you could go back to the beginning where it all started would you?"

"W-Who's there and what do you mean go back to the beginning?"

"Think about it. Going back to the beginning will give you a chance to save Hank's life."

"I can't change the past, that's impossible."

"But if you were to get that chance to change the past, would you?"

Connor thought it over for a few seconds before replying. "Of course I would take the chance."

"Very well then. I wish you the best of luck."

Connor was forced out of his standby mode. Only to find he wasn't by Hank's body or covered in his blood.

Connor was in a very familiar elevator going up. He blinked a few times, LED flashing a confused yellow. He didn't have enough time to really think about where he was before the elevator chimed at his destination.

As soon as the elevator doors opened Connor heard someone say "Negotiator on site. Repeat, negotiator on sight." and found himself in a very familiar hostage situation.