Detroit Become Human is my favourite game and lately, the only thing in my mind. And since I have many responsibilities, projects, exam week, many other fanfictions to write, I did the thing I always do: Writing another fanfiction.

You don't need to know anything about the game, I will explain everything in the story. I hope you will all enjoy my new story!

CHAPTER 1: The Ex-Soldier

Jack Frost sighed and looked at himself on the mirror once again. He was wearing a 'New York Police Department' uniform. Some may claim that the uniform looked so good on him, they would bubble how hot he looked in it... He never cared about his looks though. He was simply a human, looks weren't important.

Though, he couldn't help but appreciate his reflection. He really missed this, his snow-white silvery messy hair. In the army, all they allowed was a stupid hair-cut and it never suited Jack. He didn't feel like himself.

His eyes looked weary, he was always weary since his graduation. His face expression was dull, emotionless, just like the past six years. Under his uniform, he had many scars around his body and they did not plan to leave him soon, probably never. It was okay anyway, his flaws never bothered him because he never bothered to care.

He left his apartment, got into his old model rusty car and started to drive to his first day at the New York Police Department, NYPD for short. He lit himself a cigarette since it was the only thing that made this shitty world bearable.

It took him only fifteen minutes to drive to NYPD, which was a miracle. Even though it was 2043, New York was still full of taxis and vehicles. The technology could be better and better, but nothing can beat the traffic in New York City.

He cursed to his miracle, parked his car and stood at the front of the damn police station.

Sergeant Jack Frost, the ex-soldier held his breath and let his icy eyes to focus on the door and do nothing. There was no turning back now. When he passed through the door, he was going to be a detective and meet some familiar faces that he didn't bother to interact in six years.

Jack closed his eyes for a second, then pushed the door with a confident movement. After taking a couple of steps, he chucked out his finished cigarette to a bin. He may be a man who didn't care about anything, but he still wasn't an asshole.

He passed through the reception without saying anything. He completely ignored the gazes on him, searched with his eyes to find the captain's office. The office was in the middle of the station, the walls were made of glass so everybody could see what was happening in the captain's office, it was also surrounded by the other officers' desks.

The captain was talking with another officer, so Jack had to wait. He really wanted to smoke another cigarette or get out of there, there was a high possibility of seeing his old... friends.

"Jack?" a familiar voice gasped quietly behind his back.

Jack flinched from the inside, felt the little nervousness from the bottom of his heart, however, did not reflect it to outside. He was a soldier for God's sake, he was a Sergeant, he knew how to hide his feelings, even from himself.

"Good morning Astrid." the man greeted her in a monotonous, almost in a taunting voice, let his lips to taste that name. He didn't say that name in six years. Finally, he bothered to turn around.

They didn't change that much.

Astrid's hair was still braided but it was looser now. Her blue eyes were still shining with the same powerful passion and even though she looked older, she was still so pretty. And Merida, her hair was still so messy, curly and wild. She still had the same stiff expression on her face. She looked older too but it suited her well, she looked even tougher than Jack last saw her.

They were only 21 and Jack was only 20 when they last saw each other. Now, six years later, without contacting even for once, the three old friends were standing together.

What a fucking pitiful scene. Jack almost rolled his eyes at the sight of his ex-best friends. He shouldn't have come here and try to be a detective. He should have died in Antarctica, let the snow bury his body. Or at least, he should have gone far away from the people he knew, the ones that he actually used to bother to care. He should have left this fucking country and go to a place where there were no damn androids.

"You are a Sergeant." This was Astrid's response.

Jack snorted in annoyance and ran a hand through his hair. "Not anymore. From now on, I am just a detective at NYPD. I am not a soldier anymore." he retorted mordaciously.

"We thought you were dead." Merida mumbled and surprisingly, her voice was uncharacteristically low, which made it sound weak.

"Well, as you can see, I am not dead. Alive and in one-piece." Jack almost yawned, didn't try to be kind so he let his snappy tone and harsh words to hurt the two young beautiful women.

They looked hurt. They looked so, so upset. Jack felt a little bit regretful, but that tiny spark in his heart vanished when he saw that the officer left the captain's room.

"Excuse me." he passed through the two women cops. Even though he couldn't see them anymore, he knew their curious and angry eyes were observing him.

Jack opened the glass door without hesitation, ignored every single stare on him, just focused his eyes on the old man.

"Good morning, Captain." he greeted his Captain, his voice was oddly warm. He was good at not feeling and also not showing his emotions but when it came to the Captain, he couldn't help but show them a little bit to him. How utterly weak of him.

The bald man with joyful blue eyes and long white beard grinned hugely at the sight of Jack. He stood up and made a quick sound of joy, hugged Jack before he could do anything. Well, Jack could easily run away from his hug but he let his soft side to win. It was a shame that everyone could see them. He didn't hug the Captain back, so the Captain did not stay in that position for long.

"Welcome to the New York Police Department, son. Or shall I say, Detective Frost?" a playful smile tag along North's old, wrinkled face.

Jack let his lips to curl up a little bit, maybe this day wasn't so bad after all.

North went to his desk and picked a card, handed it to Jack. Jack took a look at his police id-card briefly, then focused on North again. "I am sure you will do great at your job, son." North smile became wider as he patted his left shoulder lightly.

"I'll try my best, Captain." Jack responded, his voice was full of confidence.

"I know you will. Now, let's introduce you to your new partner. I am sure you will love her." North claimed enthusiastically.

Jack's face became hard as stone, his gaze became icy. "I told you North, I don't want any partner-

"Good morning, Detective Frost." a melodious, soft woman voice called his name out.

Jack's deadly glare rested on the person who was in front of the entrance of the room. The person stepped into the room with confident footsteps, just like him.

Correction: It wasn't a person, it was a machine.

The machine was in a woman's body. It had big blue mesmerizing eyes, platinum blonde hair which was in French-braid. Its lips were reddish pink, it had some light freckles on its face. Its skin was like a porcelain doll: Flawless and utterly beautiful.

A fucking android.

This was what androids were like: They always looked pretty or at least, they never looked ugly. They had no flaws like humans did. This android wasn't different too, it belonged to the pretty android type, no scratch that, it looked drop dead gorgeous. Probably the most gorgeous and beautiful woman body and features that Jack had ever seen.

Oh how much he hated the androids and their perfectness.

Just like any other android, it had also a LED, which was resting on its right temple. The LED was shining in a bright blue. It was also wearing an NYPD uniform, just like Jack.

Jack angrily gritted his teeth and slammed his hands to North's table furiously. He did show his temper to the outside world, he never had a problem with that.

"I am not partners with a fucking android. No way." he roared irritably.

"Jack-"

"A fucking android, North! You know how I feel about those god damn machines! I quit. I quit if my partner is an android." Jack spat those words in disgust.

"Jesus christ, Jack, don't make a drama in my office. She is the only available position right now. Don't you dare to quit. For once, don't be a pain in my ass and obey, you hear me?" North massaged his forehead in annoyance.

Jack threw his card to North and sent him an icy glare. "I quit." he declared and turned his face to the door, ignored North's angry yell.

"Move away you piece of plastic." Jack harshly poke Elsa from her shoulder.

The damn android didn't even flinch, its smug face expression didn't vanish either. Its LED was still blue, Jack thought it would change to yellow, the androids' LED changed to yellow whenever they were thinking too deeply or having an unpleasant situation.

"Mr. Frost, I am not just a machine. I am a deviant. I have feelings, you know. We are in 2043, I thought humans were less discriminative about androids." the stupid plastic cockily sassed him.

Jack rolled his eyes at those words.

"And certainly, I am so glad that you quit before I could. I wouldn't tolerate a racist douche bag." it snapped confidently.

Jack let out an annoyed, ugly laugh. He went to North's desk and picked his card. North was just watching them, he seemed like he wasn't going to open his mouth soon.

Damn, he really needed a cigarette right now. "Two can play at this game, partner." he hissed back.

The machine raised her chin, a challenging expression spread over to her exquisite face.

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