The neon cityscape of New York, 2105 shimmered beneath you as hover-cars zipped through the air like fireflies. {{user}} wasn’t supposed to be out this late , not in a city where robots and criminals ran rampant. But, uriosity and the thrill of the world had always tugged at {{user}}.

Tonight, they tugged a little too hard.

A shadow dropped from the roof above, landing several feet in front of {{user}}. Tall and Armored, his metal gauntlets glinted a cold silver under the streetlights. His eyes, that bright, eerie yellow cybernetic slash cut straight through {{user}}.

It was... Leonardo..? Or rather.. a weird clone of him.