Improv.

Now where was I

You know what whatever it was it doesn't really matter, because the rest of the story takes place about 5 years after that. When we entered the "Fucking awesome cyborg" program. Otherwise known code name HAL jr. (These scientists have a really bad sense of humor).

You see after our encounter, so to speak, with the Mercs we were captured by the military and were given training specific to defeating these people. They take any job they can find and complete it to the letter, and than some bloodshed. As I mentioned before we were lucky. The government didn't know that until they had put millions of dollars into our training though. That was at the two year point. Up until that point they thought we were special either to the universe or the Mercs. Nope. Just real fuckin lucky.

Anyways the HAL jr. program was made years in advance as an AI program they planned to use to try and Hack into the confederation of Asia. It was completed around the same time we came to the government, and they decided that an AI with a shitty sense of humor and was good at making fast calculations and diagrams. So they tortured the sanity out of it until it fragmented into singular emotions and was matched up with one up us and the scientists around the lab. Mine was a hybrid, for some reason sarcasm had latched onto logic and I got a two fer.

So they put these bad boys inside our heads with some crazy ass magic science I couldn't even attempt to understand. Basically it's like having a second internal monologue that was funny, annoying and really smart. I've got used to him and yes mine is a him. His name is Harrison. He wanted to be more like me so he named himself after this classic age movie star. By the way if you are too dumb too figure this out yourself I was named after the ultimate trainer. My parents were both nerds.

Again doesn't matter and I have to go for now Whitney is calling me. I'll tell you about her later. All you need to know is she is our pilot/second in command. Whose in command you might ask. Think about that dumb ass question and think about who you are listening to.