~ Somewhere in a building nearing the outskirts of Cyber City, the second largest city in Canadaria (A combination of Canada and North America in this future) a cryo freeze tank opens from a hidden compartment in the wall~

*Ppppffffffssshhhhhh* The cryo freeze tank opened revealing a light blue, neon, jelly like substance and a man named Proto. He was 20 years old with a medium build,medium long, silky, burnt sienna hair, a kind but anxious smile, a pair of dazzling hazel and blue eyes, and pale white skin. He also had mechanical parts on his hands, legs, and beside his head near his right eye. When he was younger his 'friends' pushed him on off skateboard rink trying to get him to skateboard ,even though he had no experience, and,as Proto had predicted, he fell and smashed his skull against the concrete, damaging his right eye and paralyzing his hands and legs. But, luckily for him he found real friends, others who also had mechanical parts, who helped him to walk, see fully, and move his hands again with mechanical parts.

•Proto POV•
Proto stepped out of the cryo freeze, his head feeling dull as he thawed. The room he was in was dark and wrecked with broken furniture and walls bits lying around everywhere as if a fight had broken out there. A small yet familiar object caught Proto's eye. Bending down he picked up a small card with a button on top. Instinctively, he clicked the button and a hologram of a video began to play.

*" This is for everyone who was set in the cryo freeze tanks, if your seeing this the others and I are already dead and it's fifty years in the future, the government passed the bill, to kill all of us with mechanical parts, they think we're trying to conquer the world! But I don't have much more time just be careful out there and remember if they see your mechanical parts they'll kill you so keep them hidden! Good luck and I'll miss you al-" the boy in the video ( who was Proto's friend Timothy) was cut off as a group of soldiers broke the door down and began firing at everyone inside and everyone Proto knew and cared about began to scream in fear and die.*

Proto remembered everything now and rushed over to the spots where the other cryo tanks were to see that they had been violently smashed open and the people inside killed judging from the old dried blood that stained the metal floor and walls of the tanks and the shattered glass around the tanks. The hotness of approaching tears hit Proto's face. He was all by himself in a world that wanted to kill his kind with no one to help him or be there for him. What do I do? He questioned as salty tears began to spill from his eyes and slide down his face and tap against the metal flooring. After awhile Proto realized what he had to do, he had to leave and go to Cyber City and survive until he could find some place in the wilderness to live at all by himself. Picking himself up he wiped the tears away from his eyes and face and took a deep breath. He opened the steel crate he'd put some clothes into before he was froze. He slid on a pair of extra long and thick dark grey pants over his mechanical legs, a black t-shirt, a deep blue trench coat with a hood and nice long sleeves, a pair of dark grey thickish gloves to cover his mechanical hands, a cyberpunk visor that curled around his face and perfectly covered the small mechanical part that stuck out of the side of his head near his right eye, and a pair of black and silver tactical, waterproof boots that covered his mechanical feet. He also picked up his small plush cat and stuck it into his coat pocket and stepped out of the door into the cool morning air. Ahead of Proto was a plain covered in dull and dying grass and small pools of tar and gloop from Cyber City. The city loomed over the land that separated it from the neighboring woods. Taking a deep breath Proto began to head to Cyber City, not knowing what may happen to him there or if he would ever leave Cyber City alive. But what other choice did he have.