On a desolate and rocky world so cold that the ground it's self was blue, 2 battalions of war ready protogens fought, one on the defense of a strategic outpost designated recon post theta and the other aiming to totally control the area,{....WARNING_SYSTEM_DAMAGED} "ugh" he groaned {ATTEMPTING_REBOOT....REBOOT_SEQUENCE_COMPLETE} {UNIT_DESIGNATION_h3xd0t_BEGINNING_DIAGNOSTIC CYCLE}
{...LEFT_FOREARM_NOT_RESPONDING}
{...RIGHT_ARM_SYSTEMS_FUNCTIONAL}
{...RIGHT_LEG_PRIMARY_JOINT_DAMAGE}
{...LEFT_LEG_SYSTEMS_FUNCTIONAL}
{...WARNING_ARCAITE_LEVELS_LOW_INDIVIDUAL_THOUGHT_RESTORATION_IMMINENT}
Designation h3xd0t or hex for short awoke, flat on his back facing the the piercing blue sky the same color as his own fur, "digit you there?" He called out to the open air , surprisingly for a planet with no ocean the winds on MX-89 were ferocious, quickly whipping his words away, suddenly a voice filled his head "yes i'm here hex" "my question is are you ok? Your'e arcaite levels are very low." The calm if not slightly worried voice responded, hex then tried to rise, but quickly found that his right primary knee would not support any weight and promptly fell back over. "Yeah about that." hex said, now pulling himself up on a nearby rock wall. "What is arcaite?" he asked "Ok hex i'm not supposed to tell you this, but since we are stuck here I see no reason not to, arcaites are crystals in you're cerebrospinal fluid that allow the primagenerators to control you without inhibiting you're self preservation." digit responded coolly "Wait they can control me!"hex exclaimed surprised "yeah don't you remember that compulsion to do what they told you to do?" digit told him "Yes, but I thought that was just normal!" hex said back "well you don't have those anymore due to the spinal fluid leaking while your torso was damaged." digit explained " Well ok, but that doesn't matter right now, what matters is finding a way down, replacement parts, and a weapon." hex decided, a quick system scan of the area told him that they were currently on one of the planets minor mountains called kilo-9 , choosing to follow the rock wall he was currently using as a support he picked his way down until he was about halfway down kilo-9 where he found a dead protogen "digit can you identify this guy?" "Yes his designation is h3li0n-1 he was part of the original insertion team." hex trying to stay optimistic said "well at least he has some thing we can use" after searching the body hex had found something very useful a modular atmospheric transport apparatus or M.A.T.A for short, it worked by propelling the user into the air with a rocket pack mounted on the back of the operator. " he also won't be needing his limbs any more hex." digit pointed out "thanks a good idea it's hard to walk with a crippled leg." hex after thanking digit attempted to use a tool kit the dead protogen had carried to shut down the nanomagnetic actuators on the right leg and the left arm but was unable."digit can you get into his systems and shut down the actuators on him?" "yes hex I can, but I need you to be physically touching him " alright got it." touching h3lin-1 on the front of his visor " and can you download his mission logs as well?" questioned " yeah no problem." Using the spare parts from the downed protogen hex replaced his left arm and right leg, continuing down the mountain side a large gust of wind nearly knocked him off of his narrow ledge " hey digit do you think we are close enough to the ground to land safely using the M.A.T.A?" said hex slowly picking his way down the mountain " yeah we are close enough." digit said back " Ok thanks digit." said hex thankfully gathering himself he leaped of the ledge and using the M.A.T.A to slow his fall landed on a flat desiccated warzone "wow this place.. its a bloodbath" hex breathed out while picking his way through bodies of all colors and models, approaching the outpost hex detected a radio frequency"digit can you decrypt this radio signal?" " yeah no problem... umm hey listen to this /\/\/\/\/\//\freed/\/\/\/protogens/\/\/\/\/\/\colony/\/\/\/\/\/\/\moon/\/\/\/\E1/\/\/\/\/\ any idea what it could mean hex?" digit questioned " yeah from what I could pick up it sounds like a colony of freed protogens are on the moon E1."hex stated, " you gathered all that from a scattered radio message?" digit asked "yup, well it seems like were off to E1"
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Fanfictionserial designation h3xd0t or hex for short and his AI module digit abandoned and presumed dead on a desolate planet called MX-89. also don't expect ANY publish schedule i have a very busy life.
