Naver City. Year 2309. The silence in the alleyways was broken by the footsteps of a young boy running from something that's after his life. A lifeform that's neither human nor robot. A cyborg. The cyborg have it's right eye locked on the boy. Read to shot his laser at him. The boy is quick on his feet. He grabbed a large shard of glass off the ground and used it to deflect the laser beam that came at him. Then, the boy rushed towards the cyborg and stab the shard of glass into the flesh part of the cyborg’s neck. Blood splattered everywhere as the cyborg dropped to the ground, clutching their hand on the wound. Eventually, the cyborg stopped moving as its heart stopped beating. “Finally, this piece of shit is dead. Been on my ass for a minute. How did that fucker got his hand on a cyborg anyways? Those things aren't cheap. It's a shame that I had to kill it. Would've made tons of money selling it parts to the black market.”

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  Bzzzt. The boy’s cell phone was vibrating. Letting him know that someone is calling him. The boy answered the phone. “Deliver the package to 877 Acaria St. Apt. #3 at 1:30 a.m. If the recipient fails to receive their package, the payment will be nullified. Make haste.” The voice on the other end went silent. Signifying the end of the phone call. First the boy checked to see if he still had the package on him. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the package was in one piece. Worried that his scuffle with the cyborg might've damaged it. Next, he looked at the time on his phone. 1:21 a.m. Shit, I don't have a lot of time to get there. Need to take a shortcut. The boy went to his phone and looked for a path that will get him to his destination in a few minutes. The path his phone showed him was dangerous and was off limits to the public. The boy didn't care that the path was hazardous. He was determined to complete the job that his boss had given him. No matter what.