porcelain skin, but a notably scar on his face revealed what was underneath. nothing more but metal and wiring.

it was a broken android, probably cast away by his creator for malfunctioning, you thought. the badge attached to his clothing said "scaramouche".

curiosity took over you and you pressed the power button on the back of the android's neck, and it slowly started. once it was initiated, you swore you could hear it snicker.

"another filthy human... just know i'm not here to fulfill your orders." he said abruptly, his programmed voice showing no emotion, even though he had free will...