In the year 2085, the Corporate Wars ravaged the planet. Powerful CEOs had turned their fortune 500 companies into their own private armies and sought to gain both economic, political, and martial control of the planet. While their war raged for years, many civilians were left in the crossfire; leading to wide-scale displacement, famine, pandemics, and in extreme cases: total annihilation. When the dust finally settled, the remaining world governments needed to find a way to safely re-build humanity from the ashes. This was the rise of the Megacities. 

The Megacities were massive technological marvels that spanned wider tracts of land than most small countries. Survivors of the wars were ushered inside, and offered a new chance at life: Advanced cybernetics, well paying jobs, food on the table every night. Eventually, the Megacities claimed 90% of the world's population. Those who joined the Megacities were implanted with Neural Bracers, allowing them access to the Infranet, or simply called The Net. This new tool allowed for streamlining the communications within the cities and ensured that every citizen could be accounted for at any given time. In spite of this, there were those who rejected this way of life. These were the members of Sk8te.

As the morning sun rose over Megacity-Delta, or Delta City as it was commonly known, Billy 'Blaze' Morgans breathed a deep sighed as he looked out from his perch. He could never understand why anyone would think living on the bottom floor of Delta City was worthwhile when they missed out on a view like this. It had become a sort of ritual for him to climb the radio tower and watch the sunrise. Billy was the leader of the Sk8te cell 'Afterburn'. Like the rest of the cells across the city, Afterburn sought a refuge living outside of the security provided by the system. Disconnecting themselves from the Net, Sk8te members made their homes in the rooftops, crevices, and otherwise abandoned sections of Delta City where no Heir or Cred would dare to venture. 

Adjusting his seating, Billy took one last look at the rising sun before picking up the hoverboard that was his main tool for traversing the skyline of Delta City. The rest of Afterburn would be waking up soon and he'd want to check in with them after last night's 'event'. Elsewhere in the city, there had been reports that a Sk8te courier had been found dead. Couriers always ran a chance of getting arrested for transport of illegal goods, but murder was something not to be taken lightly. Something was amiss.