Ellie was exploring anther medical ship, dozens already searched by her and Xander’s sensors, when she was shocked to find a hidden room in the wreckage containing a Tier 1 replicator.
She could only assume no one know about the hidden room onboard the ship. A powerful laser blast had melted a meter wide whole at an angle form the top bulkhead to and through the deck. Somehow, only fate knows how, the beam melted the control unit housing the AI but only melted half the unit.
Ellie had assumed all the nanites were destroyed in the blast, she had plugged into the auxiliary port more out of curiosity then anything. When would she ever get the opportunity to scan a Tier 1 replicator again?
When the display beep back that 37% of the nanites were still functional she had stared down at the small screen for minutes in shock.
Ellie had found what she had searched desperately for, a way to cure herself.
Eight months later
With a final command Ellie Eleven started the transfer of the AI program she had spent the last eight months painstakingly developing.
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As she leaned back into the comfort of her wheel chair a rough cough doubled Ellie over.
Grabbing an ever present sens wipe, Ellie tried to clear her airways. The oxygenator attached to the right side of her chair kicked on, feeding pure oxygen to tubes connected to ports on Ellie chest. The pure oxygen feed into her lungs was a welcomed balm.
On her left wrist was a medical cuff with two tubes running to and form a blood filtration unit on Ellie left side. A cable ran form her chest over her left shoulder to a heart monitor.
The small device used electric shocks to keep coma patients muscle form atrophying, Ellie had repurposed the device to keep her heart pumping.
A small chime sounded and with a trembling hand, that had nothing to do with her failing heath, Ellie picked up the metallic case filled with Tier 1 nanites.
Having them was an automatic death sentence.
Holding the container of priceless nanites she give a command to the biochip in her brain and her chair silently moved over to the salvaged regeneration medical tank.
While nanites did all the work they still need resources, a regeneration tank consisted of a tube filled with biological nutrients that nanites used to build everything form new skin cells to complete organs.
Ellie had gone overboard and salvaged ten barrels of the nutrient gel, almost two thousand liters total and a hundred times more nutrient gel then she needed.
Ellie opened the container and poured the silvery sand like nanites into the tank.
Steve come silently over to help disconnect all the medical tubs and to lift her into the regen tank, the robot was in full unpowered body armor of unrelenting black, except for the armored dark gray glass set into his helmet.
Steve gently placed her in the tank, and the faceless helmet looking down on her was the last thing Ellie saw as she submerged under the warm gel and the nanites activated.