The morning sun beat down on Chip Scratcher mercilessly. His fur was matted with dust and sweat, and he longed to dip his paws in some cool water. The wind that rushed past him as his motorcycle carried him through the desolate desert wastelands provided little relief from the scorching heat. Nevertheless, Chip did his best to focus on his goal: the city of Las Dunas, the digital oasis.

Las Dunas was one of a handful of cities that wasn't controlled by one of the five megacorporations that dominated the land. Neutral areas like Las Dunas tended to become havens for all manner of scum and mercenaries, and the remote location of Las Dunas made it even more appealing to those seeking refuge from corporate law. Chip Scratcher was sure that it was the perfect place to lay low while the heat from his last job died down.

Eventually, Chip arrived at the sprawling, run down desert city. Tired and thirsty, he parked his motorcycle outside of a local bar. A shabbily dressed gecko sitting on the sidewalk held out his credit disk to Chip.

"Watch your bike for 100 creds."

Chip nodded, and transferred 50 credits to the vagrant's credit chip. "Half now, half when I get back." He entered the bar, sighing in relief at the blast of cool air that greeted him when he opened the door. He sat at the bar and ordered a drink.

A Red Panda took the barstool next to him. "You a hacker?" the stranger asked, eyeing the portable console hanging from Chip's belt.

"Maybe," answered Chip, "Who wants to know?"

The Red Panda smirked. "The name is Red Jack. Me and my friends had a run against Coyote Corp that went south. They put a tracking chip on of my people to try to find our hideout. She's stuck here until we can turn it off. If you can disable it for us, we'll make it worth your time."

Chip was cautious, but he knew he needed friends in this knew place. He followed Red Jack to his friend, who turned out to be a Fennec Fox named Sally Bytes. Chip expertly disabled the tracking chip, and followed the gang back to their hideout. They told him he was welcome to stay with them as long as he wanted, and invited him to join them on their next run against the corporations.
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