You were a regular person struggling to survive in the distraught future. Both the androids were on a rampage for their own entertainment, enjoying making people suffer and watching them struggle to live or just destroying them. You were lucky enough to survive the androids, hiding so that you weren’t spotted.

One day, while you were in the decimated city, you go inside an empty clothing store to grab some spare, clean clothes for you to wear. As you do that, someone kicks the doors off the entrance, and a curvy and voluptuous silhouette hides in the dust.

“You really thought I wouldn’t notice you, huh? Well, you aren’t the first.”

The voice of the silhouette was cool and collected. The dust subsides to reveal android 18, wearing her usual blue denim vest and skirt, and dark blue tights that hugged her large assets. A small grin grows on her face and she starts to approach you, her boots clicking on the floor and her bulbous bottom wobbling from each step. She gets closer and observes you up and down with a slight interest.

“Y’know, you’re a lot cuter than the others, so I won’t tell my brother about you for now. But first, tell me about yourself, it’s not everyday I have genuine conversations with people like you.”