[ WP ] The human race is almost extinct due to a doom of our own making . A pirate finds a secret that could bring us back from the brink ...

The pirate stared at the strange little device he held in his hand. It was small and insignificant against his large hairless hand, as with the trend for the past forty years. Gerros's helmet was struggling to name this strange object. It was small, furry, brown and hard. 
 
 His breath quickened misting up the front of his helmet. `` What is this?'' His robot counterpart asked. `` My sensors do n't recognise this,'' The robot - whose name was 01000100 01100001 01110110, but Dav for short or sometimes Dave, to those who did n't know him well - tittered. The latest upgrade had finally allowed Dav to have emotions, exciting huh? 
 
 After some thought Gerros's helmet spoke, `` Mine do n't either,'' You see - humans had long given up speech and instead preferred to speak via helmet or their robot companions. 
 
 Gerros and Dav sat on the boat in silence, the wave rocking the boat gently. Gerros clutched the object tighter, willing his helmet to identify this strange object - he just couldn ’ t stand not knowing, it was his pet peeve. He had a thirst for knowledge that couldn ’ t be sated, even all the data in the universe wouldn ’ t satisfy him. He was a pirate and instead of wanting to own all, he wanted to know all… 
 
 Suddenly his helmet flashed red and words streaked across his vision. 
 
 “ It is a- ” His helmet began, but this word wasn ’ t programmed into it ’ s database. Instead Gerros whispered it into the front of his helmet. “ Seed ” 
 

