Early in the morning...

"Gosh, what time is it? Must be like 4 a.m or something like that." yawn

Looking over his shoulder Kix didn't saw what time it was at first, it was the flashing lights of all the modern buildings in the distance. Always there to remind him about his situation and the fact that all of his life could be ruined if he didn't take actions soon. After gazing for way too long through his window he stood up, ready to take on the day. It was, as he thought, about 4 in the morning, but more precisely 4:23. From that moment to about six o'clock he'd get ready by eating breakfast, which consisted of bread looking like it was going to crumble just by touching it, and orange juice that was probably past the limit date by a week. Shower was the next step, even if the water was brown-ish and smelt like trash, his body would probably disolve on it's own just with the air he was living in, so yes, showers were necessary. Kix lived in a tree room basement under a clothing shop that was closed a year ago, luckily for him he didn't have to pay for anything since there was no such things like police officers in the dusty district. 

To get out of his appartement, if you want to call it that by forgetting all the rats and the mold accumulated on the walls, he had to unlock some sort of secret passage. It wasn't very complicated, but just enough to keep intruders away.

Now in the streets, Kix was walking in a determined way towards his working place. He works in a factory where they recycle destroyed or malfunctioning robots from the richer parts of the city. To put it simply, they had all the dirty work to do. He wasn't making a lot of money despite the fact that he was one of the best workers at that place, but he had a plan in mind.

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It was time to eat, everyone in the factory would gather in one room to talk about their life and how horrible their condition (work and life) are. 

Kix, being born from intelligent parents had something up in his mind since a few week, he would take the dinner time to speak with someone special, someone who had contacts in the richer district. This individual didn't want to be named because of his semi-legal activities.

The plan, to put it simply, was to change the whole life of Kix, he would live in a little apartment surrounded by lights and flying trains, change his name, change job etc...

Three days after talking with the secret individual, Kix was in a black car driving fast on the highway towards the center of the city. The trip was fast, and Kix was very excited to begin freshly.

It was late at night when they arrived at his new home, entering the place felt good, and the smell was fresh and relaxing. After placing his belongings where they should be the person who was once named Kix looked outside his panoramic window.

It was at this moment where he saw his face with something written next to it on a massive billboard placed on an adjacent skyscraper. The text read :

Name: Kix - Reward: 500.000.000 $ - Potentially dangerous

He fell on the ground, feeling suddenly dizzy.