FLY

July 15, 3036
Velistras, Dimension B612

The place was quiet. Too quiet. It was also pitch black save for a small light that illuminated from one corner of the room.

The occupant of the room stared at the computer screen for who knows how long. Doesn't mind the mild stinging of her eyes from forgetting from blinking, hoping and wishing fervently that those words on the screen would say something else.

But no. The words:

"Immortality Experiment- Total Failure" also failed to change.

"They're all dead," the still figure muttered.

With a scream, the person hefted the machine and threw it out the window, bathing the room with the brilliant glow of sunlight. Wincing from the sudden brightness, tears began falling from the woman's face.

"They're all dead."

April 19, 3040

"Yep... It's dead, alright."

The quiet planet was disturbed from the clacking of expensive men's shoes. The man hummed happily while looking at his surroundings and checking at his wristwatch from time to time.

"What luck," he grinned as he glanced at his wristwatch again. "In a few moments, the money will be received and those clients of mine will move in." He looked around at the place.

Unknown wild life are sprouting abundantly at every nook and cranny of the abandoned, rusty, web-and-insect infested establishments. Trash and trashier trash littered the place. And he wants nothing to do with cleaning.

"Good thing the money comes first and I'll split this joint before they arrive--"

"A person!"

He looked up from his watch and saw a woman running towards him.

"Thank goodness!" she sighed with relief. "Someone IS alive--!"

"Sorry, lady. I'm not from around here," he quickly cut off what she was about to say.

"Wha...?" she huffed as she stopped short in from of him.

"But--"

"Oh!" he interrupted again. "Before anything else, allow me to introduce myself. I'm V. I'm here to investigate this world to confirm if it's status is dead or alive. And this planet's dead."

"Wait," she shook her head in confusion. "I thought you are not from here?"

"And I am not." V smiled. "I'm just here to check if this world is dead so the new tenants could move in and make this their new home. Aren't I 'V'-ry nice?"

It took a moment before she digested what V was saying.

"How dare you! You can't sell my planet just like that!" she screamed.

V didn't even so much as blinked at her angry outburst. "Well, Miss...?"

"It's Dame. And I strongly protest that you sell my planet to whoever will buy it!" she shouted and stomped her foot for good measure.

This is where she grew up, where she went to school, where she lived her life!

V sighed and ran a hand through his gel-thickened hair.

"Dame..." he started seriously. "I know you and I, too, strongly suggest..."

Dame blinked and waited for hid next words.

"That we get out of here together and split the money between ourselves!" V announced while grabbing her hand and swinging it.

"What the!" Dame snatched her hand back. "Didn't you hear what I said? I refuse to let you sell this planet! MY planet! I still have to find someone who--"