173 wondered where his priorities should be now. Should he find a new vessel or recapture 83N? He could get hurt without 173's protection, but it seemed that holding him for an extended period of time would be troublesome. But then, both of those things would be difficult in his current state.
He'd used the piece of cable 83N had tried to strangle him with to tie his wrist to his shoulder, a difficult feat since moving that arm was agony. The nanites in his blood were only designed to heal minor injuries. He'd need a professional for his collarbone.
Why didn't 83N want to come home? Why didn't he want to become better than human? Or serve a greater purpose? Was he afraid of failure?
173 pushed himself to his feet. He hadn't failed. Losing his craft was just a minor setback, he could work around it. In fact, it would just show how good he was at working through unexpected obstacles! When he brought 83N back alive and healthy, they'd see how skilled and indispensable he was and probably give him a medal or something.
It would all be fine. He just needed to bring 173 home.
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Time Traveler Part I (Feeling Like The World Forgot Me)
FanfictionFreedom fighter and undercover spy Ben is caught on a mission, experimented on, cryofrozen and forgotten about. He wakes to find everything he knew long gone, the luxury space station he'd been investigating now a patchwork city of outcasts, outlaws...
