Flavors Of Entanglement
By SMYGO4EVA
As a member of the Cybersquad, I take the responsibility of protecting Cyberspace very seriously, putting everything in my life back home on hold so that Jackie, Matt, Digit and I would the save the lives of the others from the being who calls himself The Hacker. All I know is that Hacker is our only enemy who has threatened the peace of Cyberspace countless times, lost in the reverie of hollow conquests. He is our enemy, Motherboard's adversary, and my intellectual rival. But I do know that even the most intelligent can fall to the bitter end.
I wonder if he knows who we truly are, if he knows that we're not just the Cybersquad who defeat him every chance we get in adversarial games. Does he know our flaws, our weaknesses, everything we try to hide from anyone who would use it against us? If he did, he would downright cruel in the wake of such compromising knowledge. The Hacker I know is a ruthless being that rebels against authority and is not a force to be reckoned with. As soon as we thought of him as weak, our adolescent disrespect for him dispersed when he became a real threat. We finally took him seriously. In his cunning and genius, he had turned out to be the dangerous power we had feared and seen in our nightmares.
Everything I thought of him was entangled, as we had almost seen doom and the end of our existence was nigh. In times of turmoil, I would keep thinking to myself 'It must be a dream, it must be a dream', because I never saw something horrible becoming a reality, except in my dreams. He was manic in his want for complete perfection and complete control over everything and anything that stood in his way. His intelligence and cruelty is mirrored to my own, in what I see in only the deepest and darkest aspects of my own personality.
The similarities are almost alien to me, to even think about searching through, but I can't help but think that as the likenesses sink in, the more I feel his eyes watching me. Maybe that's why that no matter where I go, in Cyberspace or in my home, I can almost feel those eyes watching me. The flavors of entanglement are near, but all I can do is wait. To wait for what fate can do or cannot do for me.