Oh S*!
You pull the motorcycle helmet over your head replacing the glasses after its in place. It's a tight fit but you'll manage. Your not completely sure but the Machine doesn't want your face seen at all to anyone for some reason. You suppose it wouldn't do It much good if you were to be noticed in any sense though you don't really see the point yourself. It's not like there was anyone alive that knew who you where. You had always been good at covering your tracks and you know for a fact that you didn't have any records in any system anywhere. If anything good came from your messed up excuse of a childhood then it would be the anonymity that it had afforded you in life. Your still not sure how the Machine found you. Even the guys that had been chasing you back then didn't know who exactly they had been looking for, just a general location.
You swing your leg over the black Kawasaki that your currently driving and start it up. Tonight was going to be fun. Mostly She had you breaking into places uploading and downloading different programs giving Her a larger view of the world than what It's Admin or the government ever had. There are still places It can't reach but it's a work in progress. Keep someone from finding Admin sprinkled in-between, though your happy to note that since he found the Primary Asset you had been having to do that less and less. Other times you ended up having to shoot your way out of any other situations you had found yourself in. She didn't seem to like having to send you in, in the first place. It always seems so relieved once She had eyes on again, so to speak. If most of what you have learned after that first incoming data stream all those years ago then the risk is well worth it you think.
Tonight however It's sending you out after an arms dealer in Manhattan, setting up an operation point for Her or more accurately her Primary Asset who seems to like to reek havoc through the city chasing after the irrelevant numbers. After you've dealt with the unwanted guests of course. You rev the bike and speed off in the direction She is pointing you in. You weave and dodge the other cars that happen to be on the road this late at night. You should probably slow down so you don't draw attention but you really don't have the time. Its given you a specific arrival time and you were cutting it close already.
Once your about a half mile out you do slow down and cut your lights off so your not noticed by the goons inside. You see multiple red dot's on the HUD of your glasses. She had changed the map layout to match that of the warehouse. You park the motorcycle out of site and grab the P226 and holster the Glock as backup as well as two clips of extra ammo. You doubt that you'll need it but always better safe than sorry. You remove the helmet and clip it to the back of the Bike.
When you hear the targeting system softly start up a light smirk hits your lips. You don't know how she does it still but somehow your able to distinguish individual beeps at different distances and points. Your heart rate spiking with excitement and probably some adrenaline you calmly and quietly walk to a side door that It had pointed out to you. You only open it about an inch to get a glance inside. You hear the soft beeps and notice that one is much closer, faster and louder than all the rest. Must not be facing the door if they haven't noticed it yet. You look in that direction as you quietly push it open further and see a guy standing to the left of the door with his back to you no more than a couple steps.
Pushing the door even further you step inside and quickly kick the goons knee out bringing him more to your level and just as fast you have your left arm around his neck. Its a little awkward since he's such a large guy and he's able to connect his right fist with your face but you just hold tighter to your wrist and pull up a little as you squeeze. It doesn't take but a couple more seconds for his body to go limp and you slowly lower him to the floor so there is minimum sound. You felt the glasses fall shortly after the impact of the goons punch and you take a moment to glance around you searching. You find them broken near his feet and put the pieces in a pocket for the moment. You don't really need them but it makes the Machine worry less about something happening to you. You figure it's because there had been a camera in them allowing Her to see. Now though with the gash that is currently burning below the right corner of your right eye in some twisted version of a tear you think maybe you'll politely decline anything like it in the future. Wouldn't do to lose an eye and already you can feel the blood inching its way down your neck.
You take your eyes back to your surroundings, no time to worry about a little blood. There's actually a lot of crates that you think someone should have noticed it all coming and going. As you move through the maze you take down three more goons quietly. Peeking around a crate you see three guys in the back closest to you facing away standing in a rough line. Four more guys are gathered around a table further from them and two more guys where standing a little further away on the other side of the table. Looks like a meet up to you.
You lean against the crate you were just looking around and sigh silently to yourself. You don't doubt what your about to do nor do you doubt that you can get it done. It has been sending you on these little missions for a while now. You are however starting to think you have some kind of death wish despite Her best efforts to keep you as safe as possible, as you step out of cover. As you hit the closest goon in the back of the head with butt of the P226 you pull the Glock from its holster and fire two shots each connecting with a shoulder of the other two that had been standing there. The guys gathered around the table all turn at the shots with guns raised firing off their own your way as soon as they notice you standing and not the rest of their goon squad. You move quickly to another crate for cover, the ear piece in your ear is still there and telling you there is one that is close to your current cover, no more than five feet and a little to the left. You lean out just enough to catch sight of him, put a bullet in his shoulder and quickly duck back behind the crate of what you hope is nothing explosive at the rate these guys are firing bullets at you. As your mentally checking how many are left She talks to you.
"New Target acquired. Please proceed to new destination Nightfall." You feel your phone vibrate in your pocket.
"Kind of in the middle of something."
You tell It shooting two of the guys at the table with the P226 and the Glock at the same time. The disjointed voice no longer surprises you. What does is that you haven't even finished the current mission. Again you step out of cover almost immediately feeling several bullets wiz close by you but still missing somehow. As soon as you start advancing on the remaining men you feel a bullet breeze by your right ear. Another just grazing your left shoulder. These guys are terrible shots, is all you can think as you quickly fire three more shots and the rest of goons at the table drop to the floor. You fire one last round each from both pistols and the last two guys are dropping to the floor moaning in pain with the rest. You quickly zip tie hands and feet and drag the men outside to their cars and leaving them their. Don't need the cops commandeering the nice little armory you just worked so hard for when they come to pick these guys up. Just to make sure they don't look around too much at the surrounding "empty" warehouses you stash a couple of crates into one of the vehicles.
"In Route." You say to Her as you head back to the motorcycle checking your phone at the same time and see the new address as well as new instructions. You remove the helmet from the motorcycle and place it back on your head as you swing your leg over the Bike.
Immediate Response Required
New Target : Samantha Grooves
Objective : Detain Immediately
You mostly keep talking to the Machine at a minimum even though She's always in your ear. Right now though something is off. You distinctly remember paying a very discreet visit to your new target several months ago and so you find yourself asking the question that is just on the tip of your tongue.
"Did the info you had me plant for her not lead to the desired outcome?"
"It's seems to have lead a little too well."
Your Ninja swerves a little as you startle at the new voice in your ear. A soft spoken English accent that you swear you've heard before but just can't place. You always figured the Machine would choose a voice when it was ready you just hadn't expected it now. In a way the voice it had used just then didn't seem to really fit with what your mind processed as the Machine. You apply more speed once you hit the street.
"New voice?" You ask as you dodge a car that had just turned into your lane from an off street.
"I still haven't come to a conclusion. Thought I would try a few with you Keiran."
You think it's strange how the Machine switches between your name and calling you Nightfall. You glance behind you to see if anyone is tailing you. A habit drilled into you by that paranoid Russian weirdo you think and notice the sun starting to peek over the horizon as you temporarily contemplate your next question.
"Any other voices your considering?" You aren't liking the current one too much, it's somehow off putting.
"There is another that I think you might be more fond of." Her voice has changed to a low sultry and slightly rough timbre with a light New Yorker accent that is still distinctly female in the middle of the sentence. It also sounds familiar. "Is this more suitable?"
"I can deal."
It still doesn't seem to fit the Machine but it is better than the other.
"Want to tell me why its so urgent we find your maybe soon to be Analogue Interface?" It's going to be a long drive and you figure your going to need some kind of information to go on with this one just because of who it is. She had kept you on stand by for four days because of that woman. It had been a little infuriating.
"Samantha Grooves has kidnapped Admin."
And now the urgency made sense. The Machine had wanted to recruit her after the incident with the irrelevant number but couldn't directly communicate with her just yet. She had finally agreed to let you input some code that you had been working on in your off time for It but it had to be at Her physical location and that was going to be very tricky since It also didn't want anyone to see you. Very protective indeed.
"Is Admin alright?"
"For the moment."
"Your worried she'll hurt him?"
"Unlikely, unless she doesn't get the information she's looking for."
"And that would be?"
"Me."
"Well shit." Now your a little concerned yourself and push the Ninja a little faster putting your full concentration into the drive ahead of you and getting through it as fast as possible.
"Please be careful Keiran." Is the last thing She whispers into your ear for a while.
Author's Note: Don't worry most of the things from the show will play out as they are just sometimes in different capacities maybe. Some things are also going to be blatantly changed but only when necessary to fit the Black Ops story line. This Chapter takes place during "Bad Code" and the next chapter will to and maybe a little further after that episode I don't fully know yet. Up until this point everything should be on track for team machine. In case anyone is interested. Also I'm willing to take suggestions of specific episodes that you might like to see something done in.
