He's not the same

Now

It had been ten years since then, and the Prometheus disappeared, along with its crew. They were all thought to be dead. Thinking about it now, it makes sense, chasing one's creator is a foolish dream, especially if they never showed interest in their creations before. It saddened me to know they were all gone, some were good, like Ms. Shaw, others like Vickers, frankly were horrible. But in the end they were human and one could not expect much. But David, the Android, well the thought of what happened to him makes my heart break every time I think about him.

I was contracted at age 15 by Weyland Yutani company to create and build the Prometheus because, despite my age, I was one of the best. Naturally, I spent a lot of time with the ship's caretaker during the mission, David. I was wary of him at first as, despite my prowess in engineering, I had never met an android before. I first thought him human but that illusion was completely shattered when I met Ms. Vickers, who keep calling him droid. 

Eventually, he became more intriguing. The first of his kind, he had thoughts more profound than any other human I had encountered. And despite his best efforts to keep the calm cool facade, I could see he had strong emotions, especially when it concerned his creator, Peter Weyland.

The few times I met Mr. Weyland, I could tell that their relationship was complicated. He treated David like a son, science project, and butler at the same time. I could tell David hated it, who wouldn't? To have your parent constantly dismiss and praise you must have been difficult. But he followed Weyland to the end and is now gone. Despite that, our obvious attraction we never uttered the words 'I Love You' as it would seem like a goodbye, because how can a machine love a human and vice versa? It was unheard of and unnatural, despite the progress in technology, everyone still thinks machines don't feel anything. And yet it's funny, ten years and I still pined for someone who is gone and could never be mine.

Now here I am. Helping the crew of the Covenant start a new colony on Origae-6. Like the Prometheus, I built the Covenant but I wanted a fresh start and was first to sign up for the mission. I was able to retire at 25 because the years have been kind. But there was an incident and our captains dead as well as some of the colonists, his widow grieving in my arms, and our ship damaged.

" You'll get passed this Daniels. You'll build that cabin and the life the captain would have wanted for you." I said soothingly as she cried into my chest.

"He had the plan, I was along for the ride." She cried clutching my shirt.

" Then build him a large boat and give him as sweet ass Viking funeral. I know it hard, believe me, that feeling, that loss hurts so much but they are never coming back. And we have to just accept that and move on, that is what they would have wanted."

" You do?"

" I do and let me tell you, it will hurt, but as the days, months, years go by it will hurt a little less and live your life."

" Is that why you came alone?" She asked.

Yes, I was alone, despite it being a requirement to be apart of the crew, to have a partner, I told them that without me the ship would not function correctly. After the Prometheus, I would not abandon any of my ships anymore and have been on many missions since it disappeared. Needless to say, I spent the last 10 years exploring the galaxy but now I just wanted to be left alone. The Covenant promised that as it was a colonist transport and offered all its crew members a new chance. So I took it.

"Yes after him nobody could compare, and that was ok. He and I could never have a life together. He lived to serve his father and followed him to the end." I stated putting my hand in my pocket and touching the picture of David and me. I kept it with me because it was the only thing I had of him.