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A Cruel Reality
Chapter 8
*Writer's POV*
Many months has passed since the incident with the guards and the two teens wounds have almost fully recovered. They have been spending most of their time in their cells during the healing process only ever dragging their battered bodies out for food or when they were force to by the bouncers.
The two still kept in touch by paper aeroplane through the windows since their injuries don't let them to see each other as much as they would like. The only good thing that came from the gruesome incident is that the self-proclaimed protectors of innocence people from delinquents seemed to leave them only for the most part to heal. In which regrettably they are thankful for because they knew for sure they would not be able to handle another beating in their condition.
The messages that surprisingly no one noticed were being sent but the guards here were stupid idiots that probably only got this job from having steroids in their system to make them look buff, seriously these guys are a bunch of lazy coach potatoes! No way did they work out for those muscles besides they have beer bellies! Also if any of the occupants of hell noticed, they didn't rattle them out, they aren't snitches like some of those smug, rich, stuck up bitches who eternally have sticks up their a**es that just won't come out. Besides these two lovable birds have some sort of hero complex that has saved their a**es from being punished by the bouncers for no good reason many times, besides unknowingly to the heroic birds their fellow delinquents have all come to the conclusion is that if it weren't for their feather named cell mates they all would be joining their fallen criminal comrades in that great big prison in the sky with their bodies lying six feet under just outside the compound (that's where the graveyard of the dead delinquents is stationed…many, many, many lie there), they might as well leave the aeroplane messages on the down low.
The messages contained plans, the bird friends where figuring out how to escape in the most efficient, foolproof, quickly, quietly way possible that won't take until they were old and wrinkly to complete. They also wanted a plan that won't involve killing anyone, they may be orphaned 'delinquents' with issues but they were defiantly not murderers.
The two blue eyed teens have put there combined brain power together and figured out an option that is quite appealing if they could figure out how to complete it. But first things first, they need to learn how to hack.
*Robin's POV*
"Phew…that took forever to figure out a completely foolproof plan. Now we just have to figure out how it is all going to come together to get to our objective- getting out of here" said my brunette friend.
We are sitting on the roof of a building that is covered in graffiti with the walls crumbling and the roof has holes in it. The building is known as the nut house. The ones that brains and their sense of humanity has packed up and left them, they are just a shell of their former selves, looking into their crazed out eyes and maniac smile gives anyone the goosebumps. The insane ones reside here in the building. The levels of the insanity vary from one that acts more beast than human to others that just laugh a lot and take pleasure out of horrific things like death, for instance The Joker is a great role model for them. The maniac scare the self-proclaimed not afraid of anything guards so much that no one goes near them, the guards even barricade all sources of escape shut so that no one in there can leave. There is only one metal large as a garage mechanic revolving door that let anyone in or out. It is not used very often and when it is, it is only used to push food that is in carts through on the train tracks that runs along the path leading up to the door and goes through the nut house building. Also it is used to let psychotherapist get in to the compound to 'treat' the crazies, but so far all that is being accomplished is making the poor counselor have a mental breakdown ending up with Gotham Juvenile Delinquent Centre needing a new psychotherapist. Not many counselors go inside the building these days since not many fools are foolish enough to take up the job no matter how money is offered to them. The door in addition is used for adding new occupants and taking some away to be either be transferred or for the lucky few, to be set free for they have finished their time behind bars, free for this cage, but that does not happen often actually it has happened at all in the last nine and half months I've been here. All the inmates of the nuthouse all have to wear electric collars, all the bouncers have a remote which they have to is point it at someone then press a button to fry the living sh*t out of whoever they want to victimize.
Kind of feel sorry for the crazies, you don't just go crazy for no reason, whether the reason is medical, sociological or just couldn't take a traumatic experience. Being brushed aside from society like that with no real help what so ever and without the support of family members and friends. I pity everyone in this joint including myself for having to put up with this cr*p. For having to live with being raped, tortured and in some cases murdered by the guards that are not only suppose protect society but the delinquents as well, so far they are doing a cr*ppy job at their jobs. I reckon a cat with aggressive nature could do the job way better than they can. I don't care what anyone has done to get in here but no one deserves the life that we have been sentenced to. NO ONE! I also hate the fact there is no trial, no way that you can defend your actions, of heard a lot of my fellow occupants of hell stories and I've got to say over half people in here did what they did to get in here to survive not because it's cool to be criminal are either innocence and just blamed for sh*t or are crazy. I really can't wait to get out of here.
Bloom and I are sitting behind this banged up building because it is the safest place to plot without interruptions or anyone over hearing since everyone is too scared to go anywhere near the nut house. To be honest I don't blame them after hearing blood curling screams and maniac laughs coming from that place.
"Oi, Robin are you listening to me!?" heard Mockingbird's voice snap me out of my thoughts.
"um..yeah" is my meek reply.
Pay attention Grayson or you're never going to get out of here!
"OK then, well…I got Tech and Virus to agree to help us learn some tips on how to hack, alright, you are to be meeting them tonight when the moon is at its highest in the unused underground storage room that those stupid guards must of forgotten about, got its?" said MB. Obviously Tech and Virus isn't their real names but everyone only is known by their alias.
"Got it, and while I'm learning how to hack from the pros while you let the other know when to start rebelling and what is the signal, also let them know that once we finish our part in the plan that it is every man for himself, that they can either figure out how to escape then or just make sure that the guards are not feeling the aster also to make this hell hole into even more of a disaster area heavy on the dis, right" I replied with a smirk.
"Right" was all she said before she drifted off into the darkness of the shadows to complete her mission.
My mission does start till the moon is high so I just sat smirking looking up at the stars listening to the blood curling screams and maniac laughter.
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I showed up at the old storage room as soon as the moon was glistening from high up in the dark night sky. Just to find Tech and Virus already here hovering over an old computer.
I noted that Tech is a fifteen year old girl with the same raven black hair as me except hers has purple and green streaks through it and it is just below the shoulders in length, also it is very spikey straight downwards style with her fringe covering the left side of her face, including her eye. From the eye I can see I can tell her eye colour is bright grass green hazel. She is as pale as a vampire probably from spending so much of her time indoors. The teen has a slim build which she uses to her advantage because she is a known contortionist. The girl hacker is dressed in an orange romper with ripped short sleeves and ripped short shorts in other words similar to what mockingbird wears except she wear the white top and navy pants like me (AN: I just remembered that I didn't tell you guys what mockingbird wears so I'm telling you now…..the reason her outfit is similar to Robin's and Tech's if you don't understand it is because she wears a with top with ripped short sleeves and navy pants that are ripped into shorts, also black closed in lased up shoes with white knee high socks), also having a barcode where a left breast pocket should be with the number 130636013. In addition lace less slip on white sneakers with black and white striped knee high socks on her feet.
Tech's older twin brother is Virus. He has purple maroon coloured hair with red and orange highlights that is spikey and spikes backwards with one strand of hair dangling on the front side of his face. Like his younger sister he also has green eyes except his are not as bright and have a pinch of grey in them. His complexion is as pale as ghost. He a strong but slim build and defined build which helps in his ability like his sister of contortionism. He is dressed in a black and white striped sleeved shirt that is rolled up to his elbows and black and white striped sweats that have ripped slits at the knees. In addition he also dons a pair of orange slip on sneakers.
You can tell this place does not get enough funding from having to wear different hand-me-down uniforms from other detention centres and wearing things from way back in the 40s, some stuff is even older that.
"Hey, kiddo heard you knew to learn how to hack" was Virus's voice snapping me out of my day dream.
"Yeah" was all I said.
"Sit" said Tech obviously not caring for this useless chit chat, patting the seat in front of me.
I sat in the seat provided in front of the computer. I see writing on the side saying 'JDC OFFICE' huh must of gotten one of the residents of this place to steal it.
"Let's get started, first things first you must learn the programing language like C is the language the Unix was built which teaches how memory works, Python also known as Ruby can be used to automate various things also they are powerful scripting languages, in addition PHP is another language that is quite important to learn because many systems use it as well as Pearl. To get started as a hacker you must also know Bash scripting because it will easily manipulate Unix or Linux networks for it is writing scripts that will practically do the job for you. Also you must know Assembly language which is a basic language with multiple variations of it. All programs are interpreted into an assembly so you can't exploit programs without knowing assembly, okay. Furthermore know your target; the process of this is called enumeration." Said Tech in a tone that clearly stated she was bored.
"After that, use a nix terminal for commands like Cygwin, BSD or Linux. Then secure your machine by doing all possible precaution to make sure no one can hack you or find any traces of you on their systems and put up a ten-fold of firewalls. See if you can ping the utility and find out if it is or not active, this is one of the risky parts for you can't trust the results for it depends of ICMP which can be turned off. Afterwards scan the ports to determine the operating system- use OC, it tells you what router or firewall they use and can help you bypass it. Find a hole or a weak point in the system and exploit it. Next step is to crack the password; there is many techniques that can be used to go by this like brute force can easily bypass algorithms for they are normally weak, can use a graphics card as another processor, or you could try the Rainbow Tables technique. Attempting with every possible password while logging on a remote machine is not a good idea though for it is easily detected and takes a long time to get pass the authentication process. Also try getting in under a super-user like administrator account because then nothing is classified. To get this super-user status there are many tactic to do so but the most helpful is by creating a buffer overflow in causing a memory dump allowing you to put a code in. In doing so you now have full access to the machine and all its context, now is a good idea to create something we like to call a back door, back door the complier itself so all the software has a way to get out. Lastly after you finish whatever you were doing on the machine you hacked into whether it would be to find out information or to program it to do something or stop something, this is when your cover your tracks, don't let administration or whoever the head I-know-everything guy on top know that they have been compromised. I'll give ya a tip for being a pro hacker like myself- move fast, you can't take forever on this because the longer you take, the more likely the guys on the other side are going to realise they have been compromised." Virus said from looking over my shoulder. As I was digesting this information Teach spoke up and said,
"Now, give it a try by hacking into this piece of software we made before you got here"
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Hacking isn't actually as hard as I thought it would be, sure it isn't exactly the easiest thing in the world but I can handle it. Virus kept praising me by saying I was a natural and Tech said that I hacked into the system faster than expected. After I finished the first protocol they gave me another one except this one was much harder than the first and they even admitted that they will even find it tricky. Even so I hacked it, there reactions were priceless for how fast I finished it in. arrgh I wish had a camera. Have you ever noticed that the best camera opportunities always happen when you don't have a camera, so annoying. Anyway they gave me a book on hacking to look over and improve my hacking skills.
I walked down the halls narrowly missing getting caught as I make my way back into my cell closing the door, watching as it automatically locks before placing the book into my backpack then placing it back into its hiding spot before hitting the sack.
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A week has pasted since Virus and Tech taught me the basics of hacking. Since then I've been studying that book they gave me every chance I get. Lately Mockingbird and I has stepped up our training and building up our muscles. Thanks to my blue eyed friend now all those who are a resident of this hell have been notified of what's up and what is the signal. In doing so many others have started stepping up their game by practising some of the tricks that got them into this joint. Some inmates are improving their mind by solving puzzles or reading some interesting material like 'how to rip a guy's bulls off in a hundred different ways.' Others are exercising or putting more effort in lifting those darn rocks with bare hand or shovel, but of course the guards don't know this, how could they with their brains the side of peanuts. On the other hand the inmates are very good at keeping everything under wraps.
The big day when everything changes is coming up.
No long will I be tied down.
No longer will I be beaten and hurt by the so called 'guardians' of JDC.
No longer will I be locked behind bars.
No longer will I be forced into this cell.
No longer shall my wings be clipped from flying…..free.
Soon I'll be free from this cage.
Soon I'll be away from those who hold me down.
Soon I'll be away from those who make my life hell.
Soon I'll be able to revenge my parents.
Soon I'll bring my parents murder to justice since obviously the GPD (Gotham police department) can't.
Soon I'll be free.
…Free.
I like the sound of that.
AN: Hey this is a rather long chapter…it's like 9 pages and its over 3000 words. YAY longest chapter so far!
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-LLTIF
