As Axel spins in circles, taking in the beautiful sight before him, the extremely bright neon lights kissed his painted face with their mesmerising glow, plastered among all the colossal buildings surrounding him. Still panting heavily, not from the exhaustion of his recent sprint anymore but from his mere excitement exploding within him. Witnessing the multitude of vehicles of all shapes and sizes flying up above at incredible speeds, so fast they were only a blur of light to his eyes. R3D finally catches up to him, rolling up to his feet nudging him to get his attention.
R3D: "Bree Ooop...Oooopppp Bree Ooooooooop"
Axel: "You're right, I should cover my eyes and mouth as well...But don't worry R3..."
Axel then proceeds to rip a piece of his large coat, and reaches into his coat's pocket, pulling out a pair of cracked goggles.
Axel: "I know the longer I stay here, the greater the risk of me being caught, and I don't plan on staying long enough for that to happen. But I had a plan when I decided to come up here even knowing the risks, yes part of me just wanted to see the city I only ever dream about from the stories. But I also knew the possible answer to our problem was up here the moment I laid my eyes upon the sky"
R3D: "Breee Oop?"
Axel: "Getting all that cargo back home a lot sooner"
He says with a huge smile stretched across his illuminated face and his eyes set upon a couple of parked hovercrafts outside of a building crowded with machines.
R3D: "Bree Ooooop"
Axel: "We came this far didn't we? We can do this R3"
He ties the torn cloth around his face, covering his mouth and wraps the cracked goggles around his head and over his eyes. He finally catches his breath and begins walking towards the building.
Axel: "Let's go R3"
***
Just outside of an unknown building, strong winds and heavy loads of rain gallops across the surfaces like the sound of dozens of stallions racing by. Suddenly, ear-piercing gunfire echoes out from the building, accompanied by loud noises of broken glass and wood. "DADADADADADADA!" "BLAM! BLAM! BLAM!" "SMASH!" "CRAAASSSHHH!" A machine comes bursting through the glass window of the building, leaking fluids and riddled with smoking holes.
As its metallic body hits the cold soaked floor outside, the gunfire and commotion cease and the smoke and dust from the chaos begin to clear. Inside laid dozens of other machines scattered around the room, some buried in the floor and others plastered into the walls. But from the darkness, emerges a shadowed figure from the chaos, stepping over the destroyed bodies as they approach a machine who seems to be the store owner behind the counter at the centre of the room.
The rest of the machines in the room all stood by in silence as they watch the figure approach the counter. The store owner then waves its hand in the air, summoning two large and bulky machines from a door at the back of the room. The two giants march their way over behind the figure blocking the exits, standing over the figure with their weapons charged and aimed. Bright blinding lights emit from their weapons, beaming down onto the shadowed figure, casting a spotlight on them.
The figure, wrapped in a black shredded cloak around its body flowing elegantly from the breeze pouring in through the smashed window. metal wiring braided around the cloth on their arm's and waist, with steel guards resting upon the shoulders and strapped around the knees. An iron mask over their face with reflective goggles over their eyes along with a metal helmet on their head.
Store Owner: "Now, don't move another inch of metal and answer my questions immediately or be destroyed on the spot. Either you have some bolts and screws loose or your software needs an update if you think you can come into my shop and cause a scene you useless piece of scrap! What's your registration number? Let me see if you're some wanted rogue I can get some money out of..."
