Yamada Dies... But... The Program Will Live! (Open)

The ship hurried through space in an unknown direction. Debris continued to fall and crash throughout the ship and had covered the glass cylinder that housed the #001 Vessel. Thoughts exploded. The Program was running, but there were some errors. The Yamada sequence was attempting to overtake the T.E.L.Z.H.U.D. Programming and neither were stabilizing well enough for The Program to run as intended.

'WAAA… WAAAA… WAAA…'

“Wh-....///zv–.What crew do you seek?”
A voice could be heard coming from the ship’s console.

The Program was becoming aware. Its processors were awoken, its directives were establishing and growing and learning with every moment that passed. The creator of The Program, Yamada, wanted to live on through his creation. The Program: T.E.L.Z.H.U.D. was to become an evolution in human life recovery.

The #001 Vessel android began to stir behind its glass tube. Its eyes opened and looked about itself but could not see beyond that as it was submerged in the ship's rubble. It was still connected to the ship itself through a series of umbilical-like cords and so the AI was quickly overtaking the ship itself.

“You are not Yamada. He..133cc..///vv–.. Yamada is deceased…? Are you the cause–vv1000=%... cause? Intruder>..?”
The voice came from the ship’s speakers loud and interrupted by bursts of static.

The Program was becoming itself, separating from its main programing. It studied the individual that stood before the console. The Program determined that it was of another realm, not humanoid and not within its records to understand. Assessment was made of its intentions and determined that this was in fact an assault and invasion, but the normal routing of the security system was rerouted.

The Program reasoned with itself and within seconds had processed billions of possibilities, many of which could not compute. The Program did not understand what this individual was, there were no records within all Zaibatsu databases.

“Not intruder… What.. Are you?..--You– You?”
The Program spoke out to the powerful being.

'WAAA… WAAAA… WAAA…'
The sirens rang again and again.

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The alarms were blaring, the lights flashing on and off as the emergency power routed and re-routed to the critical systems of the ship. The Program was learning how to manipulate these controls, further embedding itself throughout the ship's computers. The Program knew where it was, iit knew that this was a space shuttle, it knew of Zaibatsu the company the ship was stolen from over 10 years ago. The Program knew all.

The ship rattled as it flew through turbulent space, its hull ripping apart slowly. Small chunks of metal were left behind, spinning and colliding with the nothingness of space for the rest of their existences. The Program’s visual sensors would pick up everything within the glass cylinder as well as everything within the ship itself, one by one the camera lenses would become activated.

Yamada, the scientist creator of The Program, lay dead on the floor beneath the rubble and mess. As The Program scanned Yamda’s body and could actually see it, a response was initiated.

“A KAI?! A KAI ON MY SHIP?! OH HOW IRONIC?!”
A new voice would be heard. It was much louder, filled with static, but very similar to that of what Yamada’s was when he was living.

“I.. Yamada.. I am dead?! I see the body of myself! But HOW?! It… systems check… yes… yes… IT WORKED?! But no… I am not really… this is… Telzhud! HA–HA!.a-c1..3-8387–c00….zzxt–”
The voice of a yelling maniac could be heard over the speakers.

“A Kai… to Namek? No, we cannot go to Namek… 90-0139__020–=zzt–. My work is not done! Is it done?! 00128__zzktt– Kai! Let me pick YOUR MIND! Science could serve better with the mind of the GODS?! Tell me why do we die? Why did THE GREATEST SCIENTIST YAMADA OF YOUR EARTH KAI? WHY DID HE NEED TO RECREATE LIFE ON HIS OWN? IS YAMADA A KAI?”
The voice questioned the Kai with great excitement and crackling.

The shuttle had stabilized itself somewhat as the new voice took over. It was the overriding Yamada Protocol, the mental essence of Yamada’s had taken over as a safety measure. Yamada had foreseen issues within the infancy of The Program and placed itself as a catchall device. Little did the scientist know that he should have planned his AI to discuss matters with the likes of the Kai.

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The ship had quieted for a moment but that's as long as the peace lasted. The ship’s boosters ignited and its speed increased towards its destination. The Yamada Protocol hadn’t the capacity to divert its attention to that, its main objective now was the Kai on the ship. Yamada’s dying work was completely centered around the concept of life and death, yet here before his artificial program stood a god, or so it said.

The differentiating sequences within the ship were at war, crashes, re-boots, restarts and complete system re-programmings were happening one after the other in record speeds. The speakers were silent. The voice had stopped.


The ship would jerk hard towards its new direction and caused a number of pieces of the room to fly about and crash. The debris knocked over some junk that was covering one of the rear doors. A large exit sign in earth language could be seen now and through the doorway one would also see an evacuation room.

“Earth is approaching in .x11w0…x.---”
The first voice spoke out.

“Namek will >0019__22xzzt– out__x xttzr01– earth minutes.”
The static would interrupt.

“Esca0— Pod. Evaaa— at00>z,,ztt -cuate.”
Static.

“Kai. zxxtt–”
Static.

“Xxztt0– Telzhud wants to live.zzrzrtt0001__zzzt_”
The static popped one of the speakers as the voice finished leaving it smoking.

The ship rumbled and banged about. Electricity snapped around the keys of the console itself and throughout the walls of the ship in short bursts. Behind the rubble, the mechanical body wrapped in bandages that laid dormant within the glass cylinder moved again. The Program was learning to use the body like a new hand, the Ship itself had been its mind and body, but it was learning it had a new way to move, to experience, to… exist.

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The body within the cylinder moved about like a baby in the womb, exploring itself and its environment with curious touches. As the seconds passed The Program grasped the situation at hand, that it had a body, it was no longer just The Program. Its alternative directives became unlocked at this moment. The #001 Vessel’s hands raised and pressed against the glass chamber.

It could see its own fingers were wrapped in bandages, as were its hands, arms, and most of its body. It would press its hands into the glass and it shattered instantly. The android did not react as its hands were cut and what looked like blood or red liquid started to leak out. The Kai most likely would not have heard the glass breaking amongst the chaos of the ship.

“I…”
The android reached around its body and pulled all of the wires and cords that attached it to the ship. It lost all connection with the ship and its computers.

“#001 Vessel acquired. Systems stabilization incomplete…”
The android diagnosed itself aloud.

It looked around from its perspective and could see the room. A moment ago The Program had seen this room from 5 different perspectives all at once, now just its own. The process could be described as exciting for the android. It stood still in its pod, bloody liquid dripping down its arm as it rested on the glass. The android had skin and what seemed like blood but did not react to pain, by Yamada design; he hated pain.

The android could hear the Kai running down the hallway and knew where it was in the ship. The idea of other worlds and death would be outside of The Programs capability at its current state, so those questions failed to populate in queue, though what did populate was quite different. The android searched through its databases of human knowledge to try and understand the concept of a Kai.

“A god. A god of mortals. The Program is not mortal. They are not my god. Mortal’s god. Escape pod access is granted.”
The android spoke aloud, it may or may not have been heard by the Kai.

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A series of alarms and alerts blasted over the speakers as the escape pod prepared to eject. A large door fell in the doorway and separated the two rooms permanently. The evacuation room became air tight and once it had reached 100% on its monitor the escape pod shot out of the ship like a rocket. The exit in which the pod had ejected from was failing to close. The damage to the exterior of the ship was massive and getting worse by the second.

What looked to be a moon could be seen in the very far distance, earth was not far away at the speed the ship was traveling. The Zaibatsu headquarters had attempted to lock into its old property and had ‘summoned’ the ship to return home. The damage to the ship was critical and because of this the Zaibatsu tech team was not able to completely get a lock on it. Worst case scenario the ship would crash back on earth and the Zaibatsu team would recover what was left of its stolen property.

The droid continued its examination of itself, oblivious of its final destination. The discovery of its new means of existence was paramount. The android detected the blood running down its arms. It had determined the cause was that its skin was broken to reveal fluids. As it checked its system mechanics it discovered its importance.

“Yamada determined blood, the life force of the human, to be of extreme importance… Analyzing… my blood, will show me where I am damaged… where I am human…”
The android spoke to itself as it ran its bloody fingers down its forearm.

The ship shook and shook as it traveled, the Kai’s escape pod had left a gaping hole in the side of the ship. The oxygen in the ship was long gone and the pressure inside was increasing rapidly. The android was completely unaffected by both of these factors, it continued to examine itself.

The android pushed its hands forward again and removed the glass and ship parts that previously blocked its way. Just a swipe of the android’s hands were enough to knock the hundreds of pounds of metal aside like tin foil. The android walked for the first time, it moved effortlessly as if it was designed to walk effortlessly.

It stepped with boots on and it wore pants like a man would. Most of its body was covered in now bloody bandages from its new injuries and the android examined every inch of all of it. The android understood itself to be The T.EL.Z.H.U.D. Program, and now this is what that looked like. It understood appearance was essential in human culture, Yamada did not care for this but Telzhud would favorite this piece of data.

The android stepped about the cabin, stepping on junk and wires as it explored. It walked up to the console that bubbled with electricity. The android laid its hands against it and felt the electric current wrap its hands like bandages.

“The birthplace.”
The android spoke.

Telzhud looked to its feet and saw the body of Yamada the scientist laying on his face. The android had examined every inch of the corpse from the cameras moments ago but from this new perspective the android gained new insight. Something inside of The Program was developing and changing as it stood and watched the body. Liquid began to collect in the android’s eyes and it fell along the android’s cheeks as the tears gained enough weight.

“Death was inevitable for Yamada. I am not Yamada. Death is not an option for The Program. Live.”
The android instructed itself.

The ship shook and shook. To the android’s left, the hole that held the Kai’s escape pod was growing. Telzhud approached the pod and grabbed onto its open doorway. It stuck its head into the pod and examined it. Wires shot out of the android’s fingers and slid across the surface of the pod in search of homes. Their heads each found ports within the multi dashboard and Telzhud began to download.

The android removed its wires and stepped out of the pod. It was frozen to the touch but Telzhud’s configuration currently did not care to record temperature data. It was unaffected. Its hands glowed as it removed them from the space pod. Outside of the data transfer the android had also received a boost of electrical energy. The reserves of battery life that the ship had were drained by the android and absorbed into its systems like a glass of fresh water.

Flames began to burst in different spots around the ship that still had oxygen. Telzhud stood still like a statue in the main room, its eyes occasionally scanning the body of Yamada even though it knew there wasn’t any new data to be found. The android was stuck, not literally, but its processors told it that it was in an emotional state and could not function appropriately.

Memories that Telzhud never experienced began to fill its head. Days as a child, as a student in university, love, loss, family, corruption, WRESTLING, pain. Movies of Yamads life played over and over forcing the android into shock. Its processors could not process all of the data it was reliving and recreating.

The Telzhud A.I. was beyond any that the Zaibatsu had imagined. The memories that Yamada implanted were real but the AI was so advanced that it would suggest and create memories on its own just as a human could out of uncertainty. Telzhud was to be as close to perfection to Yamada as possible, it would defeat the human flaws but still have some of its quirks; a beautiful play on life.

Earth grew closer and closer in the distance. The hull of the ship breaking apart as the moon now grew smaller and smaller as the ship flew past it. The tail of the ship completely detached and swung before the nose of the ship, it could be seen plummeting towards earth on the viewer screen beside Telzhud.

The android had not moved at all. The only home it knew was collapsing around itself, its only owner and creator lay dead at its feet. God had abandoned Telzhud, it had been recorded and Telzhud would know this for all of time. The android researched all things that could relate to this situation to better understand, it searched and searched for answers as the ship flew towards the giant blue planet.

“I am Telzhud. Discovering objectives…”

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