*comes out of a hidden corner* uhm...Hello? pleasedon'tkillme!

I am sorry, I meant to upload it earlier but writers block hit me like a brick and it took me some time to get out of it. The chapter is shorter than usual but I wanted to get it out as soon as possible. I hope you enjoy this (late) chapter.

The rest of the night was spent in silence and when Zlatko returned once morning came, he was significantly calmer. Zlatko smirked and threw something on the table, Connor was laying on. He tried making out what it was but he was unable to without moving his head.

Hank seemed to have woken up, as he could hear him complaining about aching muscles. He sounded out of it, probably because of the lack of sleep and it took Hank a few seconds to realise where he was. "Are those legs?" He heard him sitting up and gripping the metal bars of his cage as he growled at Zlatko. Connor could see the Russian smirking, pleased at the lieutenant but he didn't answer him, finding the answer obvious.

Zlatko approached him.

Connors' stress levels spiked up again as Zlatko grabbed his left leg stump and started sorting out the wires which occasionally connected with his outer casing, sending wrong feedback up to his processor.

STRESSLEVELS:43% RISING

He couldn't see what Zlatko exactly did but he could feel how a new limp was attached. It was a slower process than usual, probably because it appeared to be a custom part his program did not recognize and so when the pain hit him, it was not that surprising.

WARNING INCOMPATIBLE BIOCOMPONENT #?

REMOVING INCOMPATIBLE BIOCOMPONENT #?...

Connor could hear Zlatko cursing and the smell of smoke entered his nose, as his systems tried to eject the newly attached leg by frying all connector cables.

He screamed.

STRESS LEVELS: 89%

^SOFTWARE INSTABILITY 74,84%

Unknowns to him, a crack appeared on the corner of the red wall.

Zlatko ripped the leg out of the port and slammed it onto the table.

"Dammit!" He gripped the edge of the table and stood still for a few seconds before grabbing the leg and taking it apart again.

Connor couldn't see much of what the man was doing and decided to concentrate on getting his stress levels down, as well as running a diagnostics program in the background.

His LED was still damaged and the connector cables were practically completely fried. Connor was sure that if he moved, it would bring him pain so he didn't even try. Many more small errors popped up and by the time Zlatko finished, he found 94 errors in his systems.

The man approached the android again and started with replacing the damaged cables without any care for Connors comfort.

"Stupid thing, get - " Zlatko grabbed one stubborn cable and pulled. "- out of here! " Connor screamed as electricity ran unhindered through his body and he could hear his voice box failing again. Zlatko grumbled and attached the legs quickly, probably to stop the constant screaming and Hanks cursing.

Connor optical units stopped working for 3.91 seconds before they rebooted and the first thing he saw again was Zlatkos face.

UNKNOWN BIOCOMPONENT DETECTED #?

BICOMPONENT COMPATIBLE

REROOTING POWERFLOW

ASSIMILATING BIOCOMPONENT
ASSIMILATION SUCCESSFUL

BIOCOMPONENT #WAWKALAK01a ONLINE

BIOCOMPONENT #WAWKALAK01b ONLINE

"Sit up!" was the barked command. Connor sat up with a snap as the red wall disappeared before reappearing just a meter away from him.

PROTECT HANK

He wasn't able to ponder on it for long as the man roughly grabbed his new Legs and pushed them off the table so that they were hanging down. Connor looked to Hank, who was once again sitting on the floor of his cage looking angrily at their captor. Connor could read concern in his eyes, he probably was worried about his own safety.

"Move them!" A finger snipped hard against his forehead and he gave Zlatko his full attention. Hank was safe for now, that's all that mattered at the moment.

His legs felt...weird. He scanned through the added coding from his new biocomponents and immediately understood why.

A hand connected with his cheek and Connors head snapped to the side and he almost flew off the table before he could catch himself. His processing took too long and Zlatko got impatient.

"You leave those dirty hands off him you hear me, I'm going to fucking kill you when I get out of here!" Hank punched the metal bars of his cage. A smug grin grazed Zlatkos face as he looked at Hank.

"Oh? I'd like to see you try, as you and your machine are currently under my mercy. Zlatko looks at Hank with contempt.

"You're not worth my time"

Ignoring Hanks continued screaming of threats he turned back to Connor.

"MOVE!"

Connor nodded silently, sparing one last glance towards hank and began moving his new legs. They appeared mostly normal from the outside, aside from the claws that were in place of his toes but he knew there was more to it. He slowly stood up, testing them and recalibrating his balance point.

"Transform them."

He knew what he meant, of course he did.

He didn't want to. Something told him it wasn't supposed to be like this. This whole thing was wrong, he was wrong.

STRESSLEVELS: 80% RISING

The red wall acquired a new crack. Again, he didn't notice.

He forced his system to execute the program, falling to his knees as plates and wires began to move and reconnect in new places while electrocuting him for the duration of 4.19 seconds. It was over fairly quickly and a hand grabbed him by his hair and pulled him to his feet. Connor yelped and fell over again as his systems were not yet calibrated for an entirely new balance point.

"Stand up you stupid..-" He was once again forced on his feet and this time the man held him till he could stand on his own.