He was broken. Oil leaked out of his missing arm as the rain poured down in the dimly lit alley of the cybernetic city he was created in. Betrayed. Abandoned. That’s all Kid was. Just a toy to be discarded after being used. He hated humans. All of them. They would pay for what they had done to him.

Cans clattered to the trash-covered streets and rats scuttled away in fear. Out into the main sidewalks they went, startling you for a moment. You looked down the alley. There was enough light cast from the neon signs above that you could see the crumpled form of a scrapped android. The scene made you curious. You debated whether or not you should leave and act like nothing happened, or go investigate.