Xeledron

Celesia was on her way to work when she heard a scream coming from an alley. Probably another abduction. She followed the then muffled scream and saw a cyborg taking a human woman away. "Stop right there!. You are under arrest. Reinforcements are on their way." Celesia said. Then a police car pulled up next to the alleyway. The cyborg dropped the woman and started running. While Celesia was persuing the cyborg, the policemen took care of the non-cybernetic woman. The cyborg who was running pulled his gun and looked back to notice Celesia with an RPG in her hands and a manic look on her face. Celesia began to laugh. "Crap. Its that maniac officer. I dont wanna die." The cyborg said and picked up speed. But then he ended up at a dead end. Right when he turned back, Celesias fist hit him in the gut, flinging him against the way and cracking the wall. "You people make me sick. Forcing people to become cyborgs!" She said and kicked him. "I was Syntax's test person as a kid and was the first successful cyborg but against my will. You dont know how the pain is when you are a cyborg against your will. I am even at a state where its irreversible." She put handcuffs on the cyborg and took him to the police station. After putting the man into custody, Celesia went to her office and took off her brown coat revealing a black body nylon bodysuit with a white shirt and black pants over it. She wore combat boots. Celesia waited for her colleagues to show up.

Trevor heard some sounds in the streets below, but in this part of the city that was more than normal. If he had just taken a minute to go and see what it was he could have seen the cyborg getting arrested, but he had a bigger fish to catch, one where he already was waiting for a hour to arrive.

A few days ago he had made an arrangement with a somebody, called Michael Santina, from the cyborg crime world promising a dozen of fresh human girls that were ready for their transplants, in exchange for 5 million credits( seeing that this is the future that seems the most common currency) in unmarked gold. Of course this was a good deal for both sides, but in reality the man would be running right into his trap. The arrangement would be done with the help of a untackable comlink between two simple cellphones.

Then the moment arrived as a man with a suitcase walked through a close by street who seemed to be looking for something. Trevor called the cellphone and the man quickly responded. Trevor: "Do you have the gold?" Michael: "Of course, but do you have the girls?" Trevor: "Absolutly, but first show me the gold. open that suitcase on that bench on the left." The man complied with Trevors command and opened the suitcase on the bench. Trevor could clearly see the gold inside, there was no doubt that this man was Michael Santina. Trevor: "Good, now climb that ladder across the street." The man climbed the ladder and slightly angered with Trevors games he spoke through the phone. Michael: "What now?! Hmm, where are my girls?" Trevor: "Everything on their own time. Do you see the shed left of you, go in there and wait for a minute inside. The girls aren't following, so please be patient." Michael: "Be sure not to dammage the goods, or else no deal!" Michael walked into the shed and as soon as he did Trevor came into action and ran over the roofs to the shed. He grabbed his gun and opened the door of the shed, finding an unsuspecting Michael inside. He aimed the gun on Michael and spoke. Trevor: "Suprise, no girls. But instead you'll have a one way ticket to either hell or to jail, that is your choice." Michael knew what was going on and walked to the wall with his hand on his back waiting for Trevor to handcuff him. Trevor however used rope instead and bound Michaels hands together. Michael: "damn you, how dare you trick me." Trevor: "shut up idiot, the wanted poster says dead or alive so to me it doesn't matter how you get to the police office, but they want you for interogation so I'll do them a favor if you stay nice and quiet till we get there."

Trevor carried Michael by the rope and walked to the police office. As entered the office with his usual flair.( Kicking the door in and trowing the catch of the day into the office. wilst smiling like a fishermen that caught the loch ness monster.) "I brought you another one of those chipheads. Where can I get my reward this time?" Though it would be only a bit of change in comparison to the suitcase with unmarked gold, that was waiting in the shed for him.