Until now the kidnappers hadn't suspected a thing, but it was obvious the second one if them started beating him. The blood smeared across his cheek and dripping from his nose was in no way human.
"Fuck- DAMIEN COME HERE!" Nines grunted and tried to sit up, but the man kicked him in the face again and the handcuffs limited his movement to curling up on the ground in an attempt to shield his face from the humans. The other one stuck his head into the room with an unnerved expression. "What?" "The fucker's an android." "What the fuck?" The one adressed as Damien stepped into the room fully and took a closer look at Nines, grabbing him by the hair and forcing his face up to look at it. Again, the blue tint of thirium betrayed Nines attempt at appearing human. He could imitate them to perfection, if it hadn't been for the blue blood. He had been built to imitate, infiltrate, hunt. To blend in in every eviroment, no matter the circumstances. One special feature of his even being able to mask the LED at his temple, but all of that was useless from now on. He sighed under his breath and de-masked it. A faint yellow glow entered his field of vision as it illuminated the rather dark room. The two men were still pondering their options (their processing speed was rather slow, even for a human) so he preconstructed his.
"Hey fucker look at me!" The RK snapped back into real life when Damien shoved him backwards. "Let's just fuck him up. Not like he'll be missed judging by the place we found him. Ugly fuck." The other one (Nines hadn't been able to determine his name) nodded in agreement and they stepped closer. "Fine." He growled, this time loud enough for them to hear. Within the blink of an eye his protocols kicked in, new objectives flashing across his vision. He had the whole fight planned out and calculated by the time they realized he wasn't gonna let them beat him up.
>Preconstruction complete
>Objectives: -eliminate threats and report back to DPD

>Execute Preconstruction<

And he did. The perfection of his movements, things working out exactly as he predicted them was the most satisfying thing to watch. Nines leaned back internally, his work was done.

>THSiwog<

He snapped out of it. What was that? What did it mean? He frowned, distracted by the anomaly in his code, and promptly got hit in the face. He dodged the second blow quick enough, but now he was completely out of his rythm. Trusting his reflexes, he dodged further and tried to get an upper hand, but the humans had used his distraction to find a weapon. A steed rod hit him, hard, red warning notifications and damage status blaring behind his eyelids. The android dodged again (he was really getting good at this) and managed to catch his attacker in a chokehold. The other one froze. "Drop the weapon or I'll kill him." Nines stated coldly, while trying to figure out what was going on in his head. More warnings had popped up, one of them labled "Software instability". He shrugged it off and concentrated on the scene before him. The other man had slowly lowered the steel rod, but not let it go as Nines had ordered. "Drop. The. W-" his voice glitched out. It glitched out. That was impossible.

>HswRNG<

>ThiwrN<

>THISIWROG<

>THIS IS WRONG<

>THIS IS WRONG<

>THIS IS WRONG<

Nines let go of the man and stumbled backwards, crashing into the wall behind him.

Wha>THIS IS WRONG<ts going on?

He couldn't see, couldn't move, couldn't think. The words repeated over and over and filled his head, an awful ringing in his ears and his senses completely distorted. He caught a glimpse of the steel rod rushing towards him. An odd sensation pinched his chest, sizzling like electricity through his whole body, making him cower away.

Was that... fear?

>shutdown imminent<

>several biocomponents damaged<

>shutting down...<