Undisclosed

by HAL-1138

HAL-1138 has found himself in the service of the Empire, but he wasn't always on the darkside... was he? He knows he has a past, however, as a result of an old mind wipe, he is devoid of this knowledge and the true purpose of his creation. Rated M for some violence in future chapters.

1. Fragments

FRAGMENTS

"Come on HAL, let's play!"

HAL-1138 analyzed the data. He was still unable to decipher the fragment. The residue from a mind wipe long ago still confused him. Burned onto his memory circuits, it was just a jumble of broken sounds and images. So many years had passed since he first discovered them during a self analysis, and he was no closer to solving the equation. Usually these particles of data are ignored by droids; discarded as waste when found. But these particular bits intrigued HAL-1138 for some unknown reason. Some tiny part of a forgotten program trapped in his circuits. It was an imprint on the very foundation of his construction and there was an unyielding drive to preserve and protect it… at all costs.

HAL accessed other fragments of the memory. The images of a small hand, part of a face, and a silver ball wrapped in wire that chimed when it moved. The voice of a young human rang out in the still air of a summer morning, saying his name in a musical manner. He remained unsure of their meaning.