“Okay, so the leftovers are some cans of a fizzy orange drink, spicy chicken wings and some Pizza” Emily said as she placed two large plates on the table we had moved to.

The bar was now mostly empty except for us and some drunkards. Oh and some weird guy wearing some fancy black trench coat trying to look posh while drinking some tea… While wearing a… Top hat with an orange ribbon. Idiot.

“I’ll have the pizza. Not really a fan of spice,” James said.

“Really? The toughest one of us doesn’t like spice?” I laughed.

“Yup, my nanomachines once went crazy when I accidentally fell into a room full of chilli peppers,” James said.

“Crazy? A room full of chilli peppers?” Emily questioned.

“Basically, this guy I went to kill had this weird obsession with chilli peppers. He thought he could bring his mother back with them for some reason and so he ended up forming a gang based entirely on stealing them. Oh and they caused my nanomachines to try and disintegrate my tongue for some reason.”

“Eh, probably thought the spice was pathogen or something,” I said with a shrug.

“Hey, you three, you may want to see this,” the guy with a top hat said.

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“We’re not interested in your attempts to look posh,” I said with a slight laugh.

“I am on about the news ignorant fellow,” the man replied back to me with an exaggerated upper class accent.

“The news? It couldn’t be your target could it, James?” Emily asked with a face of concern.

“I doubt it. Today’s target was just some random Martian bank robber,” James said while sipping a can of the fizzy orange drink.

“Maybe they weren’t as random as you thought?” Emily said.

“Nope, they were indeed random. They robbed a bank without the backing of a corporation or a gang, escaped the Martian police by chance and tried to hide at their own house,”

Signalling for the both of them to be quiet, I listened in on the nearest AR TV.

“We have confirmed reports that the Pluto based corporation known as Pluto Biotics has accidentally set off a weapon that is causing the sun in Sector 1 to grow at a rapid rate. Within only one hour, the sun has already consumed Mercury and Venus and is only moments away from the Earth. We now go live to footage from our Jupiter based news satellite.”

“H-Hold on, what?” James said in sudden fear, “They’ve sped up the death of the sun? How? And more importantly, what about Earth?”

“There’s not much that can be done about Earth James, just look at how close the sun is,” I sighed.

“Oh come on, Sam! We were born on Earth, not just us, but our entire race.”

“I wasn’t but I get your point,” Emily said.

“Wait! I just realised, what about the people still living on Earth? My parents, for example,” James said full of anger. I’d never seen him ever get angry before.

“I thought you parents were on holiday outside the sector?” I asked, “And anyway, the planet is mostly a wasteland at this point.”

“But it’s history that’s being destroyed!”

“It’s not like there’s anything we ca-“

“And… We now have contact. I repeat, we now have contact,” the news presenter said with a video of the sun beginning its consumption of the Earth.