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No idea who we are
or how we got here.

No one stole our memories.

It was an accident.

No, it wasn't.

Who are you?

What the hell are you
doing with my face?

That's the program you wrote

that wiped all our memories.

Then why?

Think you were trying
to protect someone.

We've just been docked.

What is this place?

No idea.

What happened to us?

I dunno.

Last thing I remember
was being on our ship.

Strip down.

Let's go. Clothes off, now.

Let's go.

Move it!

Stand by for decontamination.

I hate this part.

Decontamination complete.

Stand by.

Five!

Hey. Hey.

Hey.

Are you okay?

My head is pounding.

Mine, too...

Where are we? Wh-what happened?

I don't know.

We were on the ship.

I... I remember that.

We... I mean, we were all...

We were pointing
guns at each other.

Right.

Someone sold us out.

I-I thought it was three.

You... you thought it was two.

Three thought it was you.

Six!

What the hell?

My real name is
lieutenant kal varrick,

galactic authority, special
investigations unit.

Oh my god...

What?

It was you.

What is this place?

Hyperion-8: Galactic maximum
security detention facility.

You're in the staff wing.

Where are the others?

You know...

Girl like you in a
place like this?

You'll do okay...

if you're nice to
the right people.

I don't get it. Th-th-this
doesn't make sense!

I was a ga undercover agent
tasked with bringing you all in.

So you were lying to
us this whole time?

No, I had no idea until I
went after the general.

I was approached by what I
thought was one of his men,

who told me he was an undercover
agent and that I was, too.

Apparently, I infiltrated
the general's organization,

but after the general
blew up hyadum-12,

I lost it.

The ga pulled me out and
put me on medical leave.

But eventually, they...
Gave me a new assignment.

The "raza."

Of course, I didn't
believe them at first,

but he said he'd send me proof.

Just shut up.

When I got back to the ship,

I logged on, and there it was:
My personnel file, my real name.

It was all true.

I was torn. I didn't
know what to do.

Just-just stop talking.

I was a cop, sworn
to uphold the law.

And after that planet
was destroyed...

Shut up!

We trusted you.

We were your friends.

The two of you still are.

I'm sorry...

I mean, I don't
regret what I did.

It had to be done.

I just... wish you
didn't have to get hurt.

Well, it's too late.

Hey, look, we ran your DNA.

We found your real identities.

I already know.

My name's Derrick moss.

I ran a DNA scan after we
used transfer transit.

What about you?

You wanna know your real name?

What I wanna know is what's
gonna happen to us...

All of us.

Well, the ga's still
trying to figure out

what to do with you two.

But the others will have to
stay in general population

until we can arrange
their trial.

Do they know what two is?
Did you tell them?

No.

And as long as she
keeps her nose clean,

it shouldn't matter.

You don't seriously
believe that, do you?

Sooner or later, they're
gonna find out.

She has to answer
for her crimes,

and so do the others.

But as long as you
two cooperate,

you'll be fine.

You mean you want us to
testify against them.

Don't say another word.

Who are you?

Felicia brand, this
man's attorney,

and this is a court order
demanding his immediate release.

Congratulations,
lieutenant varrick.

Those arrests... they're a
real feather in your cap.

That's not why I did it.

If you say so.

One of your prisoners,
portia lin...

I think it might be a good idea
if you kept her in isolation,

at least for a while.

And why's that?

She's... unstable.

She could cause
you some trouble.

Well, that's an
accurate description

of just about everyone
in the place,

including some of the guards.

So what?

Is there something
I should know?

Well, you have my
recommendation.

Duly noted.

Oh, and thank you so much
for trying to tell me

how to do my job.

It's greatly appreciated.

Sorry about this place.

It was the best we could
find on short notice.

It-it seems pretty okay to me.

Oh.

Look, about that girl...

I don't know her real name,
but we called her "five."

I'm sorry, as your lawyer,

I need to advise you to distance
yourself from those people.

Those people are my friends.

They're criminals.

You need to stop
worrying about them

and start thinking
about your future.

Now, I found a decent
plastic surgeon.

He can put you back
to the way you were

before you go in
front of the board.

It... it might help.

This is the only
face I remember.

There's something else. Um...

I wanna see the police
files on my wife's murder.

Section five, chow and rec.

One hour.

Move! Let's go!

Sweet.

Well, look who it
is: Marcus Boone.

It's been a while.

Should I know you guys?

Right, the amnesia thing.

Another con.

Not this time.

You may not remember us, but
we definitely remember you.

Fellas, I am not looking for
any trouble, all right?

You shoulda thought of
that when you screwed us

out of our cut of that
bank job on vellis nine.

Gimme a break; Anyone
could just waltz in here

and say that I owe them money.
That's ridiculous.

Ugh!

You do owe us a lot of money.

But we'll start with
something small,

like, say, your ration card.

Wait... don't I need
that to eat...?

Your problem.

A-hem.

Stay out of this, nyx.

I'm sorry, boys.

I'm afraid I'm gonna have
to ask you to move on.

Yeah.

This isn't over.

Impressive.

I guess I should thank you, huh?

No, but you can pay me.

Pay you?

I'll take your ration card.

That's what they
were asking for.

I could've just
given it to them.

Well, now you can
just give it to me.

Uh! Whoa!

Is this how you
make new friends?

Oof!

You're pretty good.

Likewise. Wanna call it a draw?

No chance.

Okay, okay, I'll come quietly.

There's no need to use
that thing on me.

You kidding?

It's the highlight of my day.

All right, ship's
android, model 6641619-8.

That's me.

You have a record of your
sensory inputs, yes?

Everything you say and do,
everything you see and hear?

Of course.

How far back?

From the moment I was
reactivated in the infirmary:

47 days, 8 hours,
and 14 minutes.

Although... there are some gaps.

Yeah, we'll worry
about that later.

Right now, I need you
to link to my server

and upload your files. I can't.

Uh, why not?

I mean, I know you're
an older model...

Let me rephrase:

I won't.

Excuse me?

I said I won't.

You've been impounded,
just like the ship.

You're ga property now,
so you will cooperate.

No. I won't.

Obsolete tech is the worst.

First, the base
programming breaks down,

then, eventually the
entire system is corrupt.

Okay, fine, fine.

We'll do it the hard way.

I'll upload a recovery program
and extract the files myself.

If you do that, you'll
trigger a security protocol

that will scramble my
entire neural network.

I'll become inoperable and
require a full reboot.

All data will be lost.

Including your
personality matrix.

True... regrettably.

I got orders, okay?

If I don't get these files,
it's my head on a platter.

That seems unlikely.

But okay.

Better?

Yeah.

Better.

You figured it out?

Hmm?

Are you talking to me?

Not so bad in here, is it?

Better food, better view...

Yeah.

The catch is, you
gotta get hurt.

That's the trick.

What are you talkin' about?

Got to know the right
kind of injuries...

The ones that give you maximum
time for minimum pain.

Radiation burn: Not
life threatening,

but requires a lot of therapy.

Bought me five days.

Wait, you're telling me
you did that to yourself?

That's crazy, man.

Is it?

Who's the guy?

That's Devon.

He a prisoner?

Oh, yeah.

But he's got medical training,
so they let him do his

work detail in here.

Lucky bastard.

You held your own against nyx.

Not bad.

Where am I?

Solitary.

Can't have fighting
in my prison.

She was attacking my friend.

Yeah, she does that.

Enjoy.

W-wait.

How long am I in here?

Well, that depends.

How long does it take
you to learn a lesson?

Derrick.

Is that really you?

Um, who are you?

Oh, of course. You
wouldn't know.

My name is Darius. I'm acting
chief executive officer

of corelactic industries.

My father's company.

Your company now.

May I?

I came as soon as I could.

My personal transport
is in orbit,

waiting to take you home.

There's some ga red tape
to deal with first,

but it's nothing that
Felicia can't handle.

So you're the one who sent her.

Of course.

I know you don't remember this,
but I worked with your father

for 30 years.

I watched you grow up.

And when he told me that he
was leaving you the company,

I swore that I'd do everything
in my power to help you.

If there's anything you need...

Yeah, actually,
there is something.

I've been doing some research,
going over the police files

on my wife's murder.

Ah, a real tragedy.

She was a beautiful woman.

Yeah, but the thing is, the
only evidence they have

against Marcus Boone
is the testimony

of the security guard,
the one who supposedly

gave him the access
code to the building.

A former employee.

Always a bitter pill when you're
betrayed by one of your own.

Yeah, except that Boone's
record is full of stuff

like mercenary work,
hijacking, weapons shipments,

taking down corporate
freighters...

Small time b&e, not so much.

What are you getting at?

Maybe it's nothing, but
I-I'd like to talk

to that security guard.

Derrick, I can assure
you that I was informed

at every step of
the investigation,

and there's no doubt
in my mind...

Can you just find him, please?

Shouldn't be too hard.

Are you sure you're all right?

Yeah, I'm fine.

You need to come with us.

I'm eating.

He wants to see you.

Who?

Come with us and find out.

No.

Meal time's over for you.

Make your move.

Not here.

Shit goes down in here,
and they take down

the whole block.

I'm curious.

How exactly do they take
down a whole block?

There's currently one guard
watching us right now,

and he seems preoccupied.

You're a real dumb-ass,
you know that?

Shit.

Code black.

Cell block one, code black.

I got you, cell block one.

Code black.

Where the hell'd you get that?

Where you think?

That ship's in orbit,
quarantined until

the forensic team can get here.

I know that, but you
didn't really think

I would leave this
behind, did you?

Anyway, I fixed it.

The battery wasn't
charging properly.

Now it's as good as new.

Relax, have a drink.

No, thanks.

You're gonna need it.

What?

We just got word.

The trial's been
postponed indefinitely.

It's a jurisdictional nightmare.

Everyone and their grandmother's
been filing for extradition.

That shouldn't matter.

The ga takes precedence.

Well, there may be a little
more to it than that.

What are you talking about?

Word is, ferrous is pushing
hard for a quick trial,

but someone else
is pushing back.

Who?

You tell me.

You know more about what
happened on that ship

than anyone.

You need to be careful.

The last thing you
wanna be is a pawn

in some corporate
political battle.

They'll squash you like a bug.

This is supposed to
be about justice.

I hate to be the
one to say this,

but justice left the
building a long time ago.

I was wondering if you'd try it.

Most newbs try it till they
realize how crappy it is.

Where are we?

Sim yard.

So it's not real.

Of course not.

It's a way for prisoners who
have shown violent tendencies

to interact without any risks.

We could tear each other apart
in here, and it wouldn't matter.

Why is it so cold?

Warden's idea of a little joke.

Could just as easily be a
tropical beach somewhere,

but... this is what we get.

I'm sorry about your friend.

I wasn't gonna take
his ration card.

I was just testing him.

Really?

The whole prison's been
talking about you.

The crew of the raza, the most
badass of them all, supposedly.

You were disappointed?

I didn't expect much from Boone.

He's a man.

They're all the same.

Meaning they underestimate you.

Well, it's not his fault.
He's born stupid.

You, on the other hand,
come exactly as advertised.

You're a good fighter.

So are you.

Surprisingly good.

What the hell...?

Oh, it's you.

How you doing?

I'm okay, I guess.

Considering.

I suppose I should thank you for the...
the tablet, the books.

Right now, it's the
only thing keeping me

from going crazy in here.

Well, if you're
looking for something

to occupy your mind...

What's that?

It's a coded file.

I was hoping you'd
crack it for me.

You want my help? Seriously?

Look, I know you think
I betrayed you...

You did betray us!

Okay, maybe I did.

But my intention
was to help you.

It still is.

Your real name is Emily kolburn.

You're 16 years old.

Your parents died in
a shuttle accident

when you were a baby

and you grew up in an orphanage.

You ran away at age 12,
and you've been living

on the streets ever since.

You're a survivor.

And you'll survive this.

I spoke to Felicia this morning.

After a little arm-twisting,
it looks like the ga

is finally ready to drop
those absurd charges.

Your transit papers should
come through any day now.

But what about that
security guard?

Did you find him?

I thought Felicia told you.

Told me what?

He's dead.

Some kind of altercation
in a bar last night.

He didn't exactly move
in polite society.

What happened?

I don't have the details.

And anyway, what does it matter?

It's time for you to put
this all behind you.

It's time for you to come home.

Ryo tetsuda, aka ryo ishida.

What am I gonna do with you?

Who are you?

You can call me arax.

You know, that stunt you
pulled is causing me

a lot of headaches.

The warden's furious,
and he wants me

to hand over the instigator.

Now, if I did, he'd
put you in solitary

for six months.

Halfway through, you'd
be smearing your shit

all over the walls,
and by the end,

you'd be gibbering like
a lobotomized toddler.

I've seen it happen.

If you were going
to hand me over,

you would've done it already.

You obviously brought
me here for a reason.

No, thanks.

Mmm.

You and your friends
are new here.

You need to understand
the way things work.

The warden likes it quiet...
by the book.

It looks good on his
quarterly reports.

So I make sure it
stays that way.

And in exchange, you
get certain benefits.

Which I can pass along to
anyone who cooperates.

Everyone wins.

'Specially you.

Those men with the tattoos...
they a part of this?

They made their own
separate arrangement.

We try to stay out
of each other's way,

but you may have
screwed that up, too.

It was necessary to
test the response

to a chaotic situation.

Mm.

What did you think?

Interesting.

Sonic disabler.

The guards all wear
these little earpieces

that nullify the effect.

If they want, they
can broadcast it

through the entire prison,
taking down every single inmate

in seconds. It's very effective.

But not foolproof.

You see, this is exactly
what I was talking about.

You think you're some
hotshot mercenary

that's better than the
rest of us common crooks.

No one has ever escaped
from this place.

If you try, you'll just
get yourself killed,

and the rest of us will be
put in lockdown for a month.

And you just might lose
your special arrangement.

You and your friends are
going to toe the line.

Or what?

Or you're going to regret it.

How's the food?

Seriously?

No time to eat anyway.

You got laundry.

Well, this is unexpected.

Can I come in?

Nice.

Being a wealthy industrialist
has its perks.

Although, to be honest, after
a while, it starts to feel

like its own kind of prison.

Trust me, this is better.

Uh, so just so you know,
um, five's gonna be okay.

The ga's not gonna
pursue charges.

Good.

Look, y-you know I
had to do it, right?

Do you want a drink?

Yes, please.

So I hear you're going
back to your old life.

That's good.

Can't complain.

Everything anyone
could possibly want

is supposedly waiting
out there for me.

Something just
doesn't feel right.

What d'you mean?

You read my file.

You know what
happened to my wife.

Yeah, looks like
Boone killed her.

Yeah, according to the
testimony of one witness.

But the second I start
asking questions,

that witness turns up dead.

That's a mighty big coincidence.

Who else knew you were
asking these questions?

The ceo of my father's company.

He says he's loyal.

He says he's on my side, but...
if I go back,

I take his place.

Maybe there's something to it.

Or maybe you've just spent
too much time on that ship.

It's made you paranoid.

No.

If anything, it's woken me up.

Made me realize the dangers
of being too trusting.

I brought you something.

When you came out of
stasis, you had no memory,

but you knew the
right thing to do

because you are who you are.

Never forget that.

Boom!

Ha-ha!

You manage to crack the file?

Yeah.

Yeah, I did.

So... what is it?

You're not gonna like it.

Pretty nasty burn.

Yeah.

Musta not been paying attention
to what you were doing.

First time I ever operated
one of those things,

so, uh... just got distracted.

What happened to the
nurse from yesterday?

Just transferred out.
Stress leave.

What about the old guy?

Supposed to be here
a couple more days.

Who, Charlie?

Yeah, he was a frequent visitor.

Turns out his wounds
were self-inflicted,

so the warden had
him transferred

over to the psyche wing.

He'll be getting steady doses
of electric shock therapy now.

Oh.

How's that feel?

Move it around.

It's all good.

Send me back.

You sure?

Burn protocol says I keep you
here a minimum 24 hours.

No, I'm fine.

Sheets aren't gonna
fold themselves, huh?

Hey, that's a positive attitude.

I'll be sure and include
that in my report.

Okay.

I was hoping you'd come back.

It's cold, and it's miserable,
but it's a lot better

than that cell.

Listen.

I hear you and your friends
were never sentenced.

You never even got a trial.

Yeah, that's right.

I take it that's not
normal procedure.

I've been in the
system for years,

and I've never seen it before.

They're scared of you.

Anyway, it doesn't matter.

Even if we had a trial,
they would find us guilty.

We are guilty.

So that's it?

You're just gonna give up, spend
the rest of your life here?

Do I have a choice?

I wonder.

The hell?!

Why didn't you tell me?!

Tell you what?!

The ga knew about the
plan to bomb hyadum-12,

and they let it happen.

Oh, you got to be kidding me.

They let those people die
so they could turn public

opinion against the rebels.

Yeah, and they also got
a big injection of cash

from the corporations
to help with the fight.

Why didn't you tell me?!

I did tell you!

Don't you get it?

We've had this
conversation before.

You just don't remember.

When?

You were on sick leave.
I came to visit you.

I thought you deserved
to know, so I told you.

You told me the truth?

About the bomb?

Yeah, you were pissed off.

Hell, you nearly broke my jaw.

But I-i went back to work.

'Course you did,
because you realized

there was no other choice.

This is their game, and we
are just their soldiers.

We don't push back.

Like hell we don't.

That's it.

You're out.

That was two days.

Cross the line again,
and it's two weeks.

Look who's back.

How was solitary?

Interesting. - Mm-hm?

What happened to your hand?

It's a long story.

Look at the wallflower.

Well, look at us.

All together again,
just like old times.

So what have we learned?

About what?

About how things
work around here.

Please don't tell me you've been
playing cards this entire time.

I haven't been playing
cards this entire time.

Just... in fact,

I thought I figured out a
way to game the system

to get special privileges...

You know, like time off
work detail or better food.

And?

Turns out, not so much.

At least I tried.

How 'bout you?

I tested the prison's
riot protocol.

It was necessary to
evaluate the guards'

response time and technique.

They use a powerful Sonic blast

to disable everyone in the area.

And those earpieces the
guards all wear...

They filter out the frequency,
so they're unaffected.

Interesting.

Mm-hm.

D'you think your nanites
would protect you

from something like that?

I dunno. How fast does it work?

Virtually instantaneous.

I dunno if they'd keep me
from feeling the effects,

but they might help
me recover faster.

That's good to know.

Well, we've done our jobs.

What 'bout you, boss?

Please tell me that you did
not make friends with her.

She's mean.

I think she might be useful.

How?

She didn't wanna tell
me too much, but...

I get the sense
that she might know

a way out of here.

Seriously?

There's one more thing
you should know.

The guards won't be the only
ones we need to worry about.

The boss of one of
the prison gangs

warned me against doing anything
that might cause trouble.

So they'll be watching us.

Great.

Just make the impossible
job a little harder.

We just need to be careful
with who we speak to.

Mm-hmm.

So are we doing this thing?

Hm?

I mean, we're really
gonna try to escape

from the inescapable prison
on a moon with no atmosphere.

We're the crew of the raza.

You're damn right
we're doing it.

You wanted to see me?

We just got the call.

It's on.

Make the arrangements.

Girl might be tricky if we
can't put her in gen pop.

We're transferring
her planetside.

It'll be dealt with
on the other end.

She's just a kid.

Here's the thing
about kids, herv:

They grow up to become adults.

What about the one who
lawyered up... moss?

It's out of our hands.

Somebody else's problem now.

Got it.

It's your lucky day, kid.

Your transfer just came through.

Transfer where?

You're being placed
in a group home

down on the planet.

A group home?!

I know it's not ideal,
but it's just temporary.

I don't wanna go.

Well, that's a first one for me.

I never heard a prisoner say
they wanted to stay here before.

Just...

Just put me in the
general population.

At least I'd be with my friends.

That's no place for you.

My place was on that ship.

But you made sure
that that would never

happen again, didn't you?

Okay, you know the
really funny thing is?

You think you
actually get a say.

Come on, let's go.

Y... let go of me!

You want to get cuffed and
shackled, you keep it up.

Don't.

[Five} Why are you
letting them do this?

I'm trying to help you.

No, you're trying
to help yourself

by sending me away to be
someone else's problem.

I'm an inconvenience.

You can say that again.

Just get her on the shuttle.

I'm afraid I have to
countermand that order.

Who are you?

Commander shaddick,
chief inspector

of the galactic authority's
serious crimes division.

That girl's not going anywhere.

I was told she wasn't gonna
face any new charges.

And she won't, if she cooperates
with my investigation.

Effective immediately,

you have been relieved
of your duties.

This case is mine now.

I'm ready.

Long time, no see.