What's happen so far: The universe has been created. This has made a lot of people mad and has been widely regarded as a bad decision.

Alas, we don't have the decision to destroy it. Yes, lots have tried! Starting world wars, bombing places, nuking planets. One person named Ryan Stark tried to freeze the sun. Some people have just accepted it- others not so much.

Basically long story short, Earth's population is about roughly a million. It may sound like a lot- but it really isn't. Not even two century's ago it was roughly seven-billion. I assume you can guess everything else; people start a war, post apocalypse occurs, apocalypse occurs, and now we see what the hell caused all of this.

"Aldea, your client is in the waiting room demanding to be seen. Shall I let him in?" The tall, thin, stubborn woman with a clipboard said to the young girl in front of her. Late teens, that girl was in, and she was still the richest person in Europe.

"I'd rather not," she said slyly as she traced her fingers over her new toy. It was an android, first and only of it's generation. It was made for her and only her. "He can wait. Do me a favor and do tell him that mom will not fear calling the police the next time he re-appears." She turned slightly, to look at the woman with the clipboard.

"As you say." The woman with the clipboard choked out. She walked down the long room before leaving and closing the large glass doors behind her. You could hear the clanks of her heels as she walked away, quick enough to return to the client.

Aldea stared at the bot. It's fine structure amazed her, it was soft to the touch. It looked as if it were a real man. The only thing that stood out to her were the devilish feelings she felt when she looked in it's eyes.

She did not fret, however, and wasted no more time admiring her bot. She dusted herself off and made sure her hair was fine before turning it on. It took a few minutes before a male voice much like her clients came out. "Android #7117668 Booting up" it said with not even a hence of emotion.

Aldea stood patiently waiting to be scanned. It was standard protocol so the bot would recognize you. That way, there would never be an accident where the robot starts to obey another. The bot is loyal, but for it to stay loyal it must meet it's owner.

Finally, after what seemed like centuries, the bot finished booting up and scanned the young girl. "Hello, Aldea." It said, recognizing the girl immediately.

"Hello Luce." Aldea softly replied, amazed by it's human like reaction. It walked over to her and bowed.

"I need to charge up and collect your memories, contacts, pictures, and everything you cherish in live to my drive. You will forever live, this way." It's in-human talking made her cringe a bit. But she nodded before walking down the long hallway, her shoes clanking.

Luce was going through every electronic Aldea had ever owned collecting data, when he came over a picture of her and her so called client. They are hugging each other, a slight smile seen on the clients face, a big whole-hearty smile on young Aldea. Luce couldn't help but frown when he recognized the face faster than he scanned Aldea.

Luce's in-human words spit out coldly. "Jonathan."