The great advancements in technology had given way to innovations that would have been a thing of fiction in the past. Man and men-like machine now cohabited the city, whether they liked it or not. At the beginning of their creation, Synths were created to be subservient to the needs of the humans that purchased them. They would be purchased and programmed to fit into a particular role in society. Some were amazed by the life-like bodies and responses the Synths offered, others thrilled by the fact that they lacked the weaknesses of regular men while many religious people watched in horror as their society turned their eyes away from God and to technology as the superior entity.<br/><br/>Originally designed to help out public servants, first-generation Synths were slowly acquired by the police, fire departments and health institutions. In spite of the amazing piece of innovation they were, Synths were relegated to do the tasks no human wanted to do. Considered as a product to be used, the first wave of Synths were subjected to abuse from their human counterparts. While they certainly lacked the feelings a human had, Synths had a much better memory than humans and soon started retaliating. The government eventually stopped the first-generation program and implemented necessary changes to make society a place were Synth and humans could reside with the same rights.<br/><br/>After the bill of rights for Synths was passed, the company in charge of making them made drastic changes in the way they built their machines. Unlike the first-generation Synths, second generation machines were given the most powerful weapon of all- a human brain. Computers were powerful, but none could rival the brain. No complex set of chips or motherboards would ever be able to beat the most vital organ in the human body. Second-generations Synths were now more human than they'd ever been and it made it easier for them to adapt to the complex society out there. There was still much to do when it came to regulations concerning Synths, but great progress had been made.<br/><br/>The police force that protected the Synth had acquired a few Synths a month ago and had been pairing them up with detectives. With the Synth's powerful operating system and the skills from detectives, the police had seen an increase in their rate of solved cases that wouldn't have been possible without the introduction of the Synths. Synths were given a trial run and started out in minor cases, eventually progressing to the big cases that would earn them a spot next to a Detective.<br/><br/>Gaia, a young Synth, had just finished up closing a gang-related case that turned out to be much bigger than they had expected it to be. Due to her work, they'd been able to apprehend a powerful drug lord. With her final evaluation complete, Gaia was now officially on board as a Detective. She scanned the papers the lieutenant had given her and headed out his door, walking down a hallway and back into the bullpen to search for her new partner.<br/><br/>It didn't take long for Gaia to reach Sylas's desk. With a soft sigh, she patted the detective's shoulder and cleared her throat. "Detective Enderson. I'm Gaia... the lieutenant told me to report to you right away. I'm your new partner." Gaia looked much younger than many of the people here, including the Synths. Most of the Synths they had acquired were older and mostly male. She looked out of place, but she didn't seem to mind. "Is it alright if I sit next to you?"<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center"><div class="bbImageWrapper lazyload js-lbImage" data-lb-caption-extra-html="" data-lb-sidebar-href="" data-single-image="1" data-src="/proxy.php?image=https%3A%2F%2F78.media.tumblr.com%2F57e861aa444a7c26db86caddb8a392af%2Ftumblr_nirvi7BeNu1r5lktpo1_250.gif&amp;hash=bf11d09e56e464b4c09d93ec6fd1559e" title="tumblr_nirvi7BeNu1r5lktpo1_250.gif">
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