A long "aaah" followed by a crash interrupted the dead silence of an abandoned landing bay of Red Yard 13. A teenage irken named Lexon had just fallen out of the sky and landed on top of a pile of garbage bags, dazed. Up above him, two mercenaries laughed at him from inside their ship. "Think he's okay?" The larger of the two asked without much sympathy. "He's fine." The other replied. "It's not like it's gonna matter anyway, he'll be dead in half an hour top."
"Thanks for the vote of confidence..." Lexon grumbled, picking himself up. The ship sped away, leaving him deserted. "So what now? No welcoming party?" He spun around, scanning his su