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Mission 13:
Techint
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They turn, Sasuke peering around the corner first and Sakura creeping behind him. The door opens quietly and shuts without a noise.
That feeling is rising in her again but she ignores it. If she's right, then she has to do everything quickly.
"It's here," Sasuke states, straightening from his crouch. His hands slip into his pockets, pulling out a small gun. "I'll keep watch."
In the room, a criss-cross of wires fill half the floor. They tangle in one another, a maze of snakes and colours, before finding a socket or a computer to jack into. Three long tables line up in front of the wires, eight computers sitting on them. Their monitors shine brightly, lines of text appearing on the page every few seconds.
"The computers are monitoring something," Sakura whispers to herself, brushing past Sasuke to approach the other side of the room. Large boards cover the walls here, diagrams of the human body pinned on it with pages of data beside each close-up. Taking out her camera, Sakura quickly starts to take photos.
Snap! A shot of an arm, the words, abnormal growth standing out among the grey. The leg, the brain, the heart, each with its own diagnosis.
A patient, perhaps, or an experiment. Perhaps a subject for this experiment. What can they possibly be doing here?
She turns, facing the tables now, the folders lying on top of them. There isn't much time, probably, so she settles for recording the labels of the files and opening ones that seem interesting.
"Done yet?" Sasuke pokes his head in the room, his body still tense. He senses it too, she thinks, this unease. Something is wrong in this building.
"No, I still have the computer."
A nod and he returns to his post outside, shrouding himself in the shadows of the door as he waits.
All the computers are on, screens of code scrolling down as she watches. Moving down the tables, each computer equally active, Sakura quietly frets. There is no other way to get the files than to disrupt one. And that might set of a warning.
And that gives them even less time.
"Damn it," Sakura curses, choosing one at random and quickly putting her flash drive in the USB port. Escaping the program, she pauses as she stares at the login screen. That's ok, she can do this. All that training, for the last four years, all of them were meant for this day, for this moment.
She can do this.
The world fades out as her fingers fly.
-x-
"Sakura?" Sasuke quickly returns to the room. She should be done by now.
Unless her wounds are hurting, like they should be, and-
"Sasuke!" She turns to face him, her right hand gesturing wildly. "Hurry!"
"What?" He dashes across the room, his senses alert. "Did you get everything?"
"Huh?" She turns back to the computer, her fingers quickly saving the file she's looking at. "That's not important. However, this is." She opens a file, a diagram appearing. It rotates, a odd bed-like thing, and scrolls of text appear as the mouse floats over different segments.
"What is it?" He isn't computer illiterate, but they don't have the time for him to understand this. Don't have the time to stay here either.
"This is deadly, Sasuke. This 'Ghost', it...it isn't just a radar. That's what our sources told us but they didn't understand anything. It's not just a radar."
"Then-"
"It's more advanced than the Kyuubi." Sasuke stops at that, staring at her. "While the Kyuubi can just detect objects and then allow Naruto to find it and attack it with, well, everything, this Shukaku can detect specific objects within a certain radius and then...I don't know if I fully understand the next part. Does it teleport there and destroy it, or does it...there's something about a digital world but...I have to decipher it more to-"
Sasuke listens, his blood running cold. The Kyuubi is bad enough but having another weapon like that-"We're going."
"What?" This time she turns to stare at him, while reaching down to retrieve the memory stick.
"We need to leave. Decode it when we get back."
"Right." Quickly, she turns back to the computer, her fingers tapping furiously. "Let me just-" a quick tap on the return key and she turns to face him, smiling. "Just destroyed their files on it. Luckily, they haven't finished testing, so they might not be able to complete it or make it work."
"Did you find out the man who-"
"No." She frowns as she gets up, following him out of the room. "Nothing had the name of their benefactor. Nothing. Hopefully there's something in the files I took, but still..."
A splitting scream, the sound of a siren, pierces her ears as they slink down the hallway.
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A/N: So, I really have no excuse for not posting at all this month or last, other than laziness. I apologize for that. I made the chapter extra long, so hopefully that is good enough for now.
On the other hand, this is my first post with my new laptop, and in my dorm, and in university. And I also worked out a few chinks in the story, so I had to revise this. A little. Though, I'm a little worried that the pace is fast now, which I'm hoping will work because it is action-filled for the moment, but I don't know...
Uh, if I don't post by next Sunday, anyone still interested in reading this is allowed to send me an angry PM telling me to move it. This is as far as I will go for now with promises.