Prologue - BOOTING

System booting…

Starting system analysis…

Analysing...

Chassis… 100% integrity. WARNING: NO SHIELD MODULES. REPLACEMENT NEEDED

Optic… Online

Memory… ERROR: DATA CORRUPTED. REPAIRING. TIME REMAINING: 10 DAYS, 4 HOURS, 2 MINUTES AND 58 SECONDS.

Audio Software… Online. VOICE SELECTION: ANNOYING AS FUCK

Combat Software… Online. NO WEAPON EQUIPPED

Tracks… 100% integrity

ECHOapp… Online

Status updated. M4-RTYR ready for action.

"Wake up, Martyr. Angel is calling."

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Martyr knew something was not right when he could only see white snow, and his caterpillar tracks not touching the ground.

"Oh, for fuck sake. Get me out of this snow pile!"

He then heard a sound of wheel. Then, the sound of snow being shoveled followed. Soon, he could feel his chassis's temperature decreasing. It must've hit the cold win.

He was then pulled out and brought right side up. He shook his body, removing any snow on him, before looking at his rescuers.

It was a CL-TR4P unit with the Hyperion paint scheme, name Claptrap.

CL-TR4P

Former Vault Hunter, now a liability

"Hey! Another CL-TR4P like me! Ha ha! Now we can get of this glacier and get revenge on Handsome Jack together!" said Claptrap.

"Handsome Jack…" Martyr murmured. That name. It was familiar. He searched through his memory, but found most of it corrupted and under repairs. It would took about 10 Pandoran days to finish.

Suddenly, his HUD lit up, posting an objective.

"KILL HANDSOME JACK"

That should explained why it sounded familiar. Whoever he was, he had to be killed. Martyr had to kill him, at all cost.

M4-RTYR

Another Claptrap

"Now, come along, brother!" Claptrap shouted. "Let's get out of this snow!"

Since this Handsome Jack was not here, Martyr decided to follow his 'brother'. It wasn't like he can kill him with his fist anyway.

Then his ECHOapp flared up. An image of a woman appeared on display. She had dark hair and blue eyes. Her mouth did not move, yet the sound was heard. "I'm glad to see you… Wait, you're M4-RTYR"

"Yes…" Martyr stuttered. The voice sounded familiar, but his corrupted memories didn't put it anywhere. "Who are you, and how do you know me and call me?"

"Listen, there's not a lot of time" the woman cut in. "Jack will find out you're online soon enough. As for your question, my name is Angel. As for how I called you, I'm an AI that can access everything on the entire planet"

"You still haven't answer about how you know me" Martyr asked.

"No time for that now." Angel interrupted. "Right now. You need to get to Sanctuary. This Claptrap can take you there."

"Angel…" Martyr murmured as the call ended. This one was also familiar to him. He kept thinking as he followed Claptrap, wondering on how she knew him at all. Had they met before?