GOOOD MORNING NIGHT CITY!

                                    

                                          
Night city. Colorful. Neon lights everywhere you looked. But that's not what makes Night City. Not by a long shot. What makes it, are the people.
Everyone around knows the hardships and the importance of a group. Be it a gang or friends. Doesn't matter. Find your found family and your set. 
Another thing that Night City is known for is its chromed out citizens. It's not for everyone, but those that can handle the consequences get all kinds of body mods. From new eyes to even iron lungs. This isn't for the faint-hearted. 
Especially the cyber psychos that show the dangers of what it does to your body. No one wants to die like that, but they do. Either from police, trauma team, or themselves. 
Night City also houses many legends amongst its streets. Legends that give hope for a better life. One without the slums and the corpo assholes that control everything. Everyone wants a taste of that high life.
But that high life doesn't sit well once you have it. Legends have to die at some point. That's how they become legends. Remembered forever amongst the next generation until another rises up and makes a bigger name. 
Among those very streets was a boy. He wasn't new to the troubles in the city. They were very clear to him. Didn't help with his background.
Corpo kid, Arasaka Academy Prodigy now drop out. There was a story. A story lost to the guns and crimes. Crimes he needed to commit to live. To survive.
No one could pry out his past from his lips. It was one of those open secrets. Details, not something anyone cared about. As long as you showed and completed your share of work, no one asked. 
He didn't mind. Made it easier to hide. Easier to run. Especially made it easier to work.
Being a merc was freeing. You were respected, feared even but there was power in it. Power that everyone craved. And he ran with the best. 
Edgerunners. Maine, Dorio, Sasha, Pilar, Rebecca, and Falco. The origins of them anyway. 
After a mission gone wrong, or rather a change of targets, Sasha died. Was it a noble death? Well the news she leaked was everywhere the next day, so maybe. 
Didn't make the hurt go away. Not for Y/n.
That's right. The aforementioned boy. His name was Y/n. But names don't matter. Most called him N/n anyway. Better handle. Didn't have the weight of the memories. 
Back to the edgerunners. Kiwi replaced Sasha. She was a good net runner, nothing compared to Y/n though. Rarely did he ever do runs but when he did, flawless didn't begin to cut it. 
Never does net running much. Reminds him too much of a past that he wanted to escape. That's why he chose to be with Maine. Was like a father to him. Better than his actual dad. The edgerunners were a better family to him overall. 
His past is blurry to most, likes to keep it that way. No one in night city needs to know about it. Needs to know of his corpo connections and give him shit for it. That was. Until Kiwi brought Lucy
Lucy was Y/n's saving grace. For some reason and miraculous luck, Y/n became Lucy's best friend. Much like a lapdog to Lucy. It was an even more shock that she didn't push him away. 
She knew Y/n way before. His records were in the Arasaka archives. Part of their big experiment to make the perfect weapon of net runner and muscle. Who else could take on the old net? Project was a bust though when Y/n ran away. Away from the pain and abuse that the person who was supposed to love him the most inflicted. 
Y/n decided to live with Lucy. Maine thought it was a good way to keep an eye on the newbie and gave Y/n a friend around his age. Thinking like a father. A father who cared.