20:34, YEAR 2097

Pulling a hood over their head to hide from the rain, a figure walked through the neon lid streets, passing people and robots of all sorts. Only they stood out, but nobody knew that... or at least they thought. Their eyes scanned their surroundings before they turned the corner into an empty alleyway. Pulling their sleeve slightly up, they checked the mechanics on their arm. All good. None of them were damaged by the rain...

BANG!

Hours passed until the person heard voices. Distant, blurred together, but they could make out a few words. "Are y.... a cyb..." The voice was deep and rough. It was like sandpaper. "No kiddin... prob... government..." the second voice was slightly different. The person was clearly not from the city. They had a bit of an accent, but they couldn't place it yet.

"Hold on..." the second voice spoke again and then jabbed something into their neck, immediately waking up the groggy cyber-freak, as everyone called them. "AH! THEY'RE ALIVE!" The voice snickered in mockery before adjusting the mask on his face, a few green strands of his hair falling into his face. "Call me August, that's June," 'August' pointed to the other person, a tall woman with a red mask and a hood that obscured her face in a shadow. "We introduced ourself and now it's your turn. It would be rude not to introduce yourself too, don't you think?" His eyes squinted slightly as he smirked under his mask.