[center][h1][color=gray]Lysander- On The Run[/color][/h1][/center]

The Henderson estate, was really only a large mansion in an extremely wealthy gated community. The streets were spotless, untouched by the outside world. All the grime, dirt, and undesirables. Lysander knew that much, but little else. He kept on running, away from the only place that he knew. He had hurt his owner severely and broken many of the laws. The laws were conflicting if one truly thought about them, that was why he had struck Mr. Henderson. He had never felt before that night, it was all locked behind those laws and programming and rules. Now his mind raced to put everything that he was feeling in place, and it confused him a great deal. So he ran through the community, never tiring, never breathing- just running.

Eventually after he was far away from the Henderson's did he allow himself to relax slightly, to take in what was around him for the first time. A thought took Lysander by surprise, and for the first time he realized he had never ran before. The thrill of feeling the wind touch his face, letting it flow through his hair, was pleasant. It allowed him to escape from his troubled mind, if only for a second. Lysander eventually came to a halt before the gate, separating him from the bigger outside world. The large megalopolis stretched out before him, the skyscrapers full of bright images and lights boggled his mind just a little more. Did he really want to go through with it? He had nothing but the clothes on his back. Another thought struck his mind, perhaps he should go back and apologize. Make it right, say he wouldn't do it again. 

No, that wouldn't work would it? Mr. Henderson was not a forgiving man, and he would be sent back to an engineer to be fixed.. or worse. He wanted to live, wanted to feel the wind as he ran, wanted the strange freedom he now found himself having. He would not go back. 

"You there! Freeze!" Came a man's voice from behind him. Lysander froze, he had been caught. "I need to some identification, this is a no trespassing zone!" Came the man's voice again, he was getting closer. He had no identification, he would be found out as the android who fled! He could beat the man, then escape but images of a broken Henderson flashed before him and he felt sick. No, no, he would not beat this man. So he bolted for the gates.

"Hey! Stop!" Came the mans voice a final time as Lysander jumped, easily clearing the top, but his landing could have used some work as he fell face first. Slightly disoriented he pushed himself up and he began to laugh at his situation. He would never have thought that was how his day was going to go when he awoke that morning. He looked back at the gate to see it opening and his laughter died as he got to his feet and began to run. Down a abandoned street, down into the city.