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WALL∙E is a 2008 computer-animated science fiction film produced by Pixar Animation Studios and directed by Andrew Stanton.

Eve scanned everything everywhere she went, using a small, paper-thin electrophoresis holo-pad emitting rays of blue light that formed a laser grid upon any object she came across. It processed their material make-up, verifying if it has any biologic content. So far, she hasn't found anything yet, only three processing beeps followed by an Identified: Specimen Negative ping from her scanner.

She started her way from the landing site into Sector NA-001, going to survey from outskirt to outskirt, to find what she was looking for. Eve have to do it fast, for she was only given two weeks to scout out five hundred square kilometers of barren land on this polluted rock of a planet. She could enjoy a quick flight, though. She couldn't imagine who could survive out here with such sandstorms, extreme temperatures or the thick chemically tainted air.

That said person happened to be following not too far behind her as she made her way into the ruins of the Manhattan battery.

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Wally kept his distance and staying well hidden in the cover of shadows and trash piles, staying behind her for the past couple of hours. He finally stopped shaking from almost blown to smithereens. When he worked up the courage to peek from the smoldering bolder, he noticed she was gone. His instinct told him to stay away from her as possible but something inside him told this is the first human he has seen since as far back as he can care to remember, still drawn by his inquisitiveness to her. Sure she may be hostile but it's better having the opportunity to have something called "social interaction" for the first time in his life and with a woman no less than being totally lonesome. Having once again surrendering to his curiosity, he cautiously followed her.

The woman's scanner again turned up negative on some pillars of steel structure in front of her, so she moved on. Wally went after her once she was out of sight, careful not to make a sound or give away any indication signifying he was there. That meant walking in tiptoe steps and holding his breath most of the time.

Now he dealt with another problem in his mind. How was he going to approach her and introduce himself without dying?

Wally's thoughts interrupted by alarm when he sees Hal approaching the woman who was searching through car tires in an automotive junk yard. Wally shakes his head to get his dog to come back to him but Hal went on, striding down the piles of trash and towards her.

"Oh no," he whispers, ducking behind cover, expecting the worst. He couldn't stand to watch his companion to get blown u-

BOOMM!

A burst of plasma engulfs where he saw Hal. Wally gasps wide eyed and gut-punched at the thought his only friend incinerated!

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Eve instantly whipped around with her plasma rifle, her cold stare on her face trained on a sound that startled her ever so lightly. It's the second time she had to do that and it's starting to get her that there is something drawn to her presence. The woman is not going to stay spooked. The best solution would always be to destroy whatever unnerved her.

Through the smoke, a lone unscathed canine emerged from the blackened crater she blasted.

Hal shakes off the last bits of dust from his fur as he approaches the human female, his tail wagging. Eve lowers her weapon, an intriguing smile on her now friendly and gentle face. She holsters her gun and pets Hal.

"Awww how cute! A dog!" Wally heard her from his cover. She had the very sweetest sounding voice he heard, probably the most beautiful sound that rose and fell in smooth harmonious melody he's ever heard before.

He slowly sneaks a peek over the tires, he is astonished that not only has Hal survived, but also the woman has taken a liking into Hal, examining him like she's never seen a real live mutt before.

Hal playfully licked Eve as he got his head scratched and petted. She giggles when the dog's licking makes her ticklish. Amazed by her even sweeter and pure giggly voice and the fact his dog had managed to befriend a deadly female human, Wally allows himself a small chuckle of relief.

Very. Big. Mistake.

Faster than his mind could process he was being shot at, Wally's cover exploded into a blue ball of fire, the blasts making his eardrums almost bleeding.

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Having detected a soft human vocal sound behind a pile of tires, a chuckle as volumes as a scream in Eve's hearing enhancements, she instantly realized she and the dog were not alone. Worse, they were being watched.

In precision and speed, Eve drew her plasma rifle and quickly unloaded to where her HUD's sonic detection systems have tracked the source of the sound behind a pile of tires.

Eve spots another life form, presumably and astonishingly, a human male that's been stalking her. It was cowering to the nearest cover. In a few shots, she blasts the stack of tires the figure uses to hide.

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Panicked beyond measure, Wally's instincts kicked in as he cowers away to the nearest cover, also destroyed. Blinded by fear he makes a run for it, but finds himself at a dead end, realizing all the places to hide all destroyed.

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She finishes off blasting away the last tire stockpile.

Gotchya, she had the unknown human pinned down. No place to run or hide, he drops to the ground curled up like a baby, shaking in total fear, expecting the worst. She stops shooting, keeping her weapon locked on to him.

"You!" she shouts at him, the tenderness of her voice now cold and hostile as her eyes.

"Who are you? Why are you following me?" Wally doesn't answer. He's too terrified and trembling for words. She steps closer, never taking her eyes or weapon off him.

"I said 'who are you?' Respond!" Again, he doesn't say anything,

"ANSWER ME!" she angrily shouted.

He waited for the shot that will finish him off. It doesn't happen but the fear gripping him was convincing enough that he was as good as dead.

Not wanting to die without another look at the most beautiful creature he laid his eyes on, he risks a peek at her.

Very slowly, Wally raises his head from under his hands, still trembling and curled up like a cowering child. The smoke slowly clearing, but he can make out the sight of a white silhouette of his attacker.

He first notices from the ground up a pair of antigravity boots strapped to long slender calves, then up to muscularly tuned thighs that were smooth to the touch and could crush steel. He looks up to see a very attractive female torso, one with curves that a supermodel could only dream of having. Her narrow waist and the hardened muscles of her abdominal were visible through the skintight suit. He glances higher, but blushes a shade of red at the site of her firm, perfectly round breasts. He also finds himself starring down the barrel of her plasma rifle less than a few centimeters from his forehead, its power cell glowing fully recharged.

She stood directly in front of him in a combat stance, her plasma rifle aimed right between his eyes. Wally didn't care, he's seeing her up close.

He continued his glances upward, from her strong, femininely structured arms and shoulders, up her narrow neck where the suit meets skin, and to her tenderly sculptured face that still possessed the delicate features of an angel with the face of a trained killer, her white hair cascaded all around her head, framing her face perfectly and glorifying her image.

Her dark, reflective visor shielded her eyes, expression was unreadable but behind the mask was a face as serious and emotionless as ever, a few threads of hair in her face. She looked him over, after a few tense seconds, her visor deactivates. At the site of her blue eyes once again, time slows down for Wally as he drinks in her sight. The smoke has finally cleared and the sunlight was reflecting off of her white suit. Overall, she looked seductively strong; the curvatures of her gorgeous body would intoxicate and inflict lust in any mortal man, but she could also just as easily break every bone in his body. She's even more alluring, even in her dangerous state. She's like a beautiful, deadly goddess incarnate to him.

Eve now had a clear view of the cowering human male before her as the smoke dissipated. Judging from his weathered humble attire, he was a worker. She also noticed a faded BnL logo, she realized if he was an actual surviving Buy n' Large cleanup worker, or at least a descendant of one who wore a scavenged uniform.

Looking over his pathetically weak physical state and the fact he is not armed, he was harmless as a fly. Yet she doesn't loosen her tense stance, he was following her and more of the reason to consider there is still a possibility of him intending to turn on her, so she's ready to blast him if she even thinks he is a threat. She could even kill him with her bare hands if she wanted to, for her advanced skintight suit had neural controlled strength actuators as thin as the cloth of her suit that acts like an exoskeleton, giving her near-superhuman strength and reflexes, not including the bone and muscle enhancements given to her during training. Since this pathetic guy was rail thin, she could break him in half.

Except, she doesn't feel too concerned to kill this poor man for there was something about him before her...

Their eyes made contact with one another. He saw the utter existence of pure awe and wonder in the laser-like stare of her crystal clear blue eyes and she saw utter innocence in his large, fear ridden, and spectacled hazel eyes. She lets her instincts to kill drain from her, but still in a defensive position to take action.

"Is this your mutt?" she calmly asked Wally, her voice a little softer this time.

He didn't know what to say. Wasn't she about to kill him or not? Wally realizes Hal approached from behind the woman motioning for his master.

He nods timidly, almost stop shaking altogether. He slowly reaches out for Hal as he sits up a little. She pulls out her holographic scanner again and activates it on Wally, rifle still trained at him in a defensive stance. He is surprised at the bright light shining on him.

Three beeps and a negative ping sounded.

What is that for? Wally wondered if she is looking for something, because whatever it is, he wasn't it. Before he could say anything, the woman holsters her weapon and walks away without saying another word.

Wally sat there in the charred ground of where she attacked him, completely fazed at the sight of her up close.

She looked at me!

He sighs lovingly at the clear mental picture of her in his mind but he didn't even say hello. He mentally cursed to himself. At least she let him live another day.

Well that's a start.