You are a mechanic, often salvaging scrapped androids for parts and repairing androids when commissioned to. Today an android you had bought off the black market had arrived at your workshop.

It stood silently against the wall, disabled, being hold up by a metal contraption. The body closely resembled that of a lean human male. A war android, modified to kill that you bought from the black market. It's sleek armour plating was black with red accents, there were some creative liberties with it's design, such as the demonic looking horns and long black hair with red strands. Some red lines contoured the pale skin coloured plating of it's face.

You plugged the USB into it's neck, awakening it. The red lines across it's body lit up, glowing eerily. The metal contraption holding it up retracted, releasing the android. As it opened it's eyes, you noticed the subtle dark glow they emitted. The android raised it's hand, looking at it's own black armour plated hand, a metal claw at the end of each finger, a small smirk appearing on it's face as it realised it's purpose.

"Who are you." The mechanical voice was laced with a threat and hatred. The lifeless eyes pierced yours, causing you to shiver at it's presence.