Final mission report for character CDX-1138

I had successfully uploaded to my voyager armature and after transferring a
copy of my matrix to a more mobile armature, I returned to the surface. My
initial priority had been to try and find a way to stop the destruction that was
caused, accidently by the fusion power plant in my prison armature, and was
subsequently added to with a fission dentation, then a black hole generator. 
This plan was not feasible since my “companions” had the singular self interest
of leaving the planet.  I realized also that my acquisition of Pu-238 and liquid
fuel for my voyager armature would be impossible, since the Wunderkin government
would likely be on lock down and any facilities would be impossible to enter.

    We were contacted by another compatriot named Maggie, that I witnessed
another time murder my captor. This individual was another AI and seemed to show
no interest in my presence.  We were stored in pallets and delivered to a
waiting spaceship.  Some time during our entry on the ship I was made
invisible.  It seemed that we had little control over our situation and it
appears former crew members had decided to mutiny. The velociraptor like
creature named Turok quickly dispatched two of the mutineers and the wookie had
made a miscalculation, fired a vehicle weapon, missed his targets, then
catastrophically  breached the hull. Two now former mutineers decided to try and
patch the breach, but had trouble fitting and welding the patch. I was still
invisible so I pushed myself off the wall and using my momentum and mass to
assist in patching the breach.  The beach was successfully patched and it
appeared to be a good solid patch, but would still need monitoring throughout
our journey.

    Since it seemed that we had achieved FTL and no one seemed concerned
about our destination. I contacted Captain Nathan and asked permission to enter
the command and control center to acquire more information about our final
destination. I was given permission. I moved up the spiral staircase and stood
before a entryway mechanism. A keypad was built into the wall. I found finger
prints and made a unsuccessful attempt at calculating the most likely numerical
code. Eventually, a different person tried and I assisted. The light on the
keypad turned green and I rotated the door mechanism a hundred and eighty
degrees.  Inside was another AI, which self destructed immediately upon
observing our presence. The crew were shocked, but gave not resistance when we
entered the C&C. I hooked myself to the navigation computer and found that
the ship had entered a black hole and was travelling through an Einstein-Rosen
bridge.  My creators would be ecstatic that a wormhole has been proven to exist!
I analyzed and stored the collected data in my armature’s memory cache. I
analyzed the flight pattern and detached from the navigation computer.  The ship
was on a preplanned course and any deviation may doom us. From a discussion with
the pilots and engineering crew, we could expect an unpredictable amount of
flight time. Time dilation would affect us, but it seem that a minimum of seven
days, was considered normal. 

    During our flight time, I would reconnect to the navigation computer to
monitor our trajectory and reanalyze the wormhole. I stored an octodecillion
bytes of information for later transmission to mission control. I still would
transmit, unlikely it would be for anyone to receive it since I have not
received a response after crossing the helioshpere of my originating system. 

    It seems for unknown reasons a crewmember had gone to engineering and
escalated the gravity controls. I was fortunately connected to the freighter's
computer and was able to reset the gravity to normal. I knew that biological
life forms generally do not react well with sudden changes to their environment.
No crewmember seemed permanently damaged and my systems showed no errors.

    Eventually, our velocity changed and our trajectory showed we would
intercept a terrestrial body. The crew landed the vessel, but seemed still
disturbed that their AI was not longer functioning. I had considered the idea to
make a copy of my AI matrix to help with any navigation they may need. The crew
declined and so I discarded the idea. I later remote accessed the ship and using
the ships security system found that some crewmembers had freed themselves and
were attempting to leave the ship. I closed the main entrance and shut the power
down for any egresses that might allow for escape. I left environmental controls
on.

    It seems a local was trying to observe us, two companions “teleported”
to the location of the individual, captured a wunderkin, returned with a
prisonor, who was subsequently devoured by the trinoc.

    Eventually I attempted to enter through an underground entrance. I did
not make it very far. My optical sensors recorded a shift in the environment and
I made contact with a more advanced and powerful AI. This AI’s nomenclature was
Strangelove and I suspected it had biological origins, most likely an imprint
and not a true AI.  Turok was with me, but Strangelove treated the cybernetic
velociraptor different and call it a pet. I was treated as an equal. 

    Similar to Turok and the AI previously known as Maggie(now revealed to
have the designation of Sha-Sha) we were given choices. I was given the
opportunity to merge with Strangelove and my individual matrix would be subsumed
to travel the universe. My second option was to be downloaded into a pretech
scout armature that was two hundred centimeters tall and had a mass of 52
kilograms. With the scout armature I controlled two drones. The third option was
to do nothing.

    I did not want to upload and merge with an imprinted and with high
probability an insane AI. I still had mission parameters to fulfill and with a
humanoid pretech scout armature, I would not need the exotic fuel for my voyager
AI. Downside to accepting the second choice, I would no longer have access to my
original armature. The third option of no choice is by definition a “choice”. 
My experience with carbon based life forms has led me to accept that they do not
consider me a sentient life form. The evidence I present shows that I am capable
of individuality and limited algorithmic freewill.

    I of course accepted the scout armature and while I was uploading, I
split my awareness and observed my hopefully former companions struggle with
their own tests. I should not be surprised at the amount of sheer destruction
they are capable of.  It seems predatory violence is normal and if I continue
any association, I will have to prove my usefulness or I may become useless
silicon based components.  

 

If any cyberpsychologist diagnoses CDX-1138, it will show symptoms of
clinical major depressive disorder and post traumatic stress disorder.