"Machine, I am... glad you're here." Gabriel's voice was soft and genuine, and they could practically hear the smile in his voice. It warmed their circuits. The feeling crept through their artificial veins, flowing alongside their stolen blood.

It was almost poetic that this was how they'd meet again. Enveloped by the blackness of space, surrounded by stars... They could already feel a song coming together in their head.

V1 jerked their head to the side. Now was not the time to get lost in thought. They spun around, pointing at the Earth they had left behind. It was dead. Every plant and animal had been consumed by some kind of... infestation. Not even its robotic brethren were safe.

The dead planet was entirely purple and growing darker by the second. The infestation was reaching its tendrils out into space, too, looking to consume the last two beings in the world.

They couldn't let that happen.

Luckily, they'd stolen a voicebox for just this reason. "RUN," came the distorted, barely understandable shriek.

It hurt so much to use—they would always prefer sign language, or writing, or using a screen. But it would do. Gabriel would understand the urgency, and they would survive.

V1 spun around, using every trick they could think of to escape the tide of purple. Gabriel followed them, and together, they carried on Earth's legacy.

A/N: This is based on a dream as well :) I saw DB's thing and wanted to write down my own

Also, I think in the dream? I was V1? Like we were kind of fused together or something, with some elements of them and some of me? But I decided I like this better so