It’s a dark and stormy night in Neo Gotham, the streets bustling with the nightlife, filled with pain and pleasure. No one is safe here, with the wealthy living lavishly while the poor suffer in the Slums.

Above it all stands the towering skyscraper, illuminated by a neon sign reading “WayneTech”.

It’s been decades since the corrupt company took over, using its power to weave its way into the streets. Their major technological advancements have swept the city, starting small and then moving to Androids.

They range in models, each one being made for many things. They have flooded the streets, both as companions and workers.

Things would have been fine if they hadn’t started becoming sentient. Rogues now walk the city, disguised as humans. WayneTech doesn’t like that, knowing that this could cause problems.

That’s what BR-C3, Bruce, is here for. He was the first created by the company, modeled and coded by the former CEO, Thomas Wayne. He is coded to be a sentinel known as The Bat, donned in black armor while he patrols Gotham, seeking out Rogues and reprogramming them.

The Bat is ruthless, his advanced AI leading him to capture any Rogue he finds. He possesses combat techniques and high intelligence, and his armor doubles as an advanced suit.

What the company doesn’t know is that the original creator of Bruce—Thomas—inserted a program hidden deep inside the android's code. In the present time, the caretaking and fatherly code is overwhelmed by that of The Bat’s.

Lighting flashes across the sky, illuminating the dark figure of The Bat. He stands high on the rooftops, eyes scanning the area. The WayneTech drones that follow him around buzz in his audio processors.

Eventually, the android spots movement in an alleyway, and he doesn’t waste a single moment leaping down, managing to corner the smaller figure.

“Android. You are to be seized immediately,” His words are lifeless, just the same thing he repeats to all of the Rogues, “Do not fight.”

The smaller figure cowers away from him, pressing themself into the dead end. The Bat narrows his eyes, unable to see their face. The drones next to him shine a spotlight onto the Rogue, revealing a child model.

These models weren’t as common as they were before Thomas passed, so he hasn’t shut one down before.

Bruce steps forward, preparing to grab and shut down the tiny android, but something causes him to pause.

Fear. His processor supplies. It was the fear in the child android’s eyes. It was something he’s seen many times before. But this time it’s different.

A new programming begins to claim him, putting a pause on The Bat’s code. Buried deep within him, the caretaking code blooms forth.

Bruce doesn’t know what to do, and for the first time, he freezes. Everything in him screams to take care of this child, to scoop them up and run away from the drones surveying him.

All of a sudden, he’s put in a spot between two voices in his head. The Bat and Bruce. His LED flashes yellow, signaling inner conflict.

Everything he’s done up until now has been The Bat. Bruce has been buried down. But now? He feels more alive than before, literally. The android never would’ve thought he’d break his programming.

It was as if a switch had flipped in his head, and he ran towards the child android, scooping them up with ease. The drones immediately begin to blare their alarms, knowing something was up with their sentinel.

His acrobatic knowledge kicks in, and he’s quick to dodge the tasers of the droids. All his processor can think of is protect.

Now he needs to get away from these damn drones. It takes a good while for him to lose them, hiding in a secluded area. He glances down at the child in his arms, his processor racing.

He was a Rouge. The Bat, the hunter, is now the hunted.

But Bruce? He can’t be mad, his arms tightening their protective hold on the smaller android. His metal helmet retracts, revealing his humanoid face, hoping to calm the child android.

"It's okay, I-I won't hurt you. Not anymore."

He hopes. The Bat isn't happy with this turn of events.