Chapter 25: Sherlock Gets In An Argument and The Diepafí is Hacked
A/N: :( No one replied to the Sherlock thing. Aw never mind. Sorry for the late update- I have (stupidly) started writing yet another multi-chapter story.
MASSIVE H.I.V.E SPOILERS IN THIS CHAPTER (if anyone even reads H.I.V.E)
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CAMP HAVEN-
The silence that fell around the hall was eerily unsettling; but not any more so than the news Cyclone had just informed the campers of.
"Oh." muttered Kim uneasily "So...not just a glitch then."
Cyclone seemed to opt to ignore her. "It is made even more daunting by the fact that Chaos hasn't contacted us to inform us on why it happened...which means that he doesn't know it happened; or he is definitely under attack."
Kim nodded weakly to no one in particular, "So...not just a glitch then."
Lena elbowed her and hissed "Shut up, you aren't helping."
Mila rolled her eyes and muttered. "When does she ever?"
Cyclone, who was still standing once again ignored them, or maybe didn't even register them because he was freaking out too much, swiftly clicked into commander mode. "I'm going to the Void, I need to check that everything's running smoothly and that Chaos hasn't been attacked. Mastermind and Genius you come with me, the Diepafí system is your area of expertise, we are leaving now."
He promptly disappeared with a loud crack. Genius and Mastermind followed with two more cracks.
In the silence that followed Theseus wrinkled his nose in distaste. "Ugh I hate apparition- horrible mode of teleportation."
A MEETING ROOM SOMEWHERE IN THE PALACE OF CHAOS-
~Earlier to present~
Chaos massaged his brow tiredly. He had been feeling particularly drained recently. He wasn't quite sure why, maybe he was feeling ill. But no, that was ridiculous; whoever heard of deities being sick? He had a strange buzzing feeling in his head which he couldn't place, like something particularly annoying was trying to worm it's way into his subconsciousness and wouldn't go away.
Shaking his head, he tried to clear his thoughts. He was sat at the head of a board table with several people who he had called in. The problem that Tartarus seemed more worrying than he had first assumed.
A woman with reddish-blonde hair sat quietly in a seat on his left, conversing in hushed whispers with the two brown haired men that sat either side of her. They had been talking at a normal level but the guest on Chaos' left had given them a very pointed look and told them to shut up.
Said guest had dark curls and a pale face resting on his interlocked fingers with his elbows on the desk. his stared at the information laid out by Chaos almost blankly, but his mind was alive and working much quicker than the average persons'. The last guest paced up and down the table muttering to himself, occasionally stoping to stare down at some of the data or run his hand through his white-blonde-grey hair.
Another figure was seated calmly next to the curly black haired man; he wore the amethyst purple cloak of the Epsilon division and the mark that distinguished him as Commander. A sleek black fedora was sat on his head and cast a thick shadow around his face. But even with that, there was something unnatural and hard to make out about him. When he leant back, thinking silently, the tip of his hat tilted upwards and it could be seen that he did not actually have a face and was in fact a skeleton.
Chaos had individually asked these separate people to come and help him try and pinpoint the location of where the mystery, uncharted planet that could potentially be housing Tartarus' forces. He did not ask his Legion for such detailed and intricate work into a singular mission, because they all had separate missions to undertake and train for. Skullduggery however, Commander Epsilon (the skeleton) was an exception. Normally Chaos would call in Valkyrie to try and help with problem such as this, but as Valkyrie was currently on the mission, she was unavailable. So Chaos asked Skullduggery, her old partner, to come in.
He would very much like to ask the six different detectives what their thoughts were, but he knew it would be unwise to rouse Sherlock whilst he was deep in thought.
"Well..." drawled an uncharacteristically snarky voice. "Look who it is."
Chaos put his head in his hands and groaned aloud. Of all moments, of course now had to be the moment that his son turned up again. No one else reacted to the taunt.
Nancy Drew, the reddish-blonde haired young woman looked up curiously at the person who had just walked in.
The person in question wore a shirt, waistcoat and bowtie; he also has a red fez perched on top of his brown hair.
Two more people entered the room behind him. One was a young woman, who had ginger hair with a red scarf thrown over her shoulder and a leather jacket, the other was brown-haired young man wearing a simple blue T-shirt and a black jumper.
The girl promptly slumped down into the chair next to Skullduggery, Commander Epsilon (the skeleton), ignoring what her companion had said. The boy looked around hesitantly at the people in the room, his eyes settled on Sherlock and he sighed, his eyes flickering back to the man in the fez. He rolled his eyes and sat down next to the girl.
Nancy and the two boys with her, Frank and Joe looked questioningly at them.
The girl, Amy, exhaled slowly and mouthed you'll see at them.
The man in the fez looked slightly put out by the fact that no one appeared to have answered him. It became apparent that he had been talking to Sherlock because he slowly sauntered towards him.
"So fancy seeing Sherlock Holmes in a common meeting room like this." He drew back the chair opposite Sherlock and sat down comfortably. "I thought things such as this were beneath you."
Sherlock didn't even look up at him. "And you, Doctor? I didn't take you to be one that associated as such lowly mortals like ourselves."
The Doctor raised an eyebrow. "Well, I obviously didn't expect to bump into you here else I doubt I would have come."
Sherlock inclined his head. "Well, are terribly sorry to inconvenience you then. We are so pleased that you are here to grace us with your marvelous presence." His words dripped with sarcasm.
The Doctor wrinkled his nose. "And so you should be." He replied with his words weighted with the same amount of sarcasm. "I see you are still wearing that idiotic trench coat of yours."
Sherlock looked coldly up at him. "There is nothing idiotic about my coat."
The Doctor snorted. "Have you seen yourself? You look like a complete and utter-"
"Well at least I don't look as moronic as you in your absurd bowtie."
"My bowtie isn't absurd! It's cool! I look much cooler than you do."
"And for what reason should I care about how 'cool' I look? You sound utterly ridiculous and childish."
"Me? I sound ridiculous? What about you?"
"What about me? I am making perfect sense. And I'm not wearing that nonsensical fez of yours."
The Doctor gaped at him and looked at him like he had been seriously offended. "Well! Excuse you! You and your…your…damn useless scarf are far worse than my precious fez."
Sherlock looked at him patronizingly. "I am fairly sure that my scarf is much more useful than your pointless fez, which, by the way, is a rather obnoxious shade of red."
The Doctor narrowed his eyes at him. "There is absolutely nothing wrong with my fez. It is wonderful and amazing. It is also a beautiful shade of red, leave the poor thing alone- Rory back me up here."
Rory, the man that had walked in with the Doctor, rolled his eyes again. "I'm not the one choosing to have an argument with the sociopath."
"I didn't choose to have an argument with him! It just…happened. It's not my fault, it's his, and anyway, the important thing is that he not only insulted my bow tie, he also insulted my poor fez!"
Rory frowned at him whilst Amy, Nancy, Joe, Frank and Skullduggery watched the argument in interest. Chaos and John, Sherlock's companion, not so much.
"In what way shape or form did I choose to have an argument with you Doctor? If I remember correctly, which I do, you initiated it by saying the first lines. And your ridiculous fez and bowtie were just waiting to be insulted! They look ludicrous. What's more-"
John interrupted, clearly getting tired of the childish conversation between the two geniuses. "So, Amy. How are things?" he asked rather loudly, giving Sherlock a pointed look.
Sherlock made an infantile face at him and looked back down at the sheets on the table.
"Good thank you John." She replied, giving the Doctor a reprimanding glance of her own. He stuck her tongue out at her, and then at Sherlock, who looked like he was debating whether or not to stick out his own back.
Chaos let out his breath. "Well, it's wonderful to see you too son." He said sarcastically.
The Doctor winced and mumbled, "Yeah, sorry dad."
Chaos looked at him disbelievingly, "Anyway, as I was saying before Sherlock requested silence, I called Commander Epsilon, Skullduggery Pleasant, here to help us develop the understanding on the magic used in the first galaxy. Skullduggery knows about the magic used within the first galaxy very well as he originated from the third planet. He was very well accustomed to using or seeing different types of magic in his first life. Unfortunately Valkyrie isn't here too, she would have been helpful on knowledge of the developed magic of the first galaxy."
"Thank God." muttered John.
Nancy cocked an eyebrow. "What's there to be relieved about? Is Valkyrie unpleasant?"
John laughed. "God no, it's just...her and Sherlock aren't very,,,compatible with each other."
Joe snorted, "What, worse than those two?" he nodded in the direction of the Doctor and Sherlock.
This time it was Rory who laughed. "Doc and Sherlock? They get on just fine, they weren't even properly arguing, they yell at each other over childish things but they are still very close."
Frank raised an eyebrow, "Close?"
Amy shook her head. "Not like that, more like...brothers."
Nancy, Joe and Frank nodded in understanding and there was a moment of silence, which Chaos was about to use as a time to carry on talking, but the Doctor interrupted.
"Wait, d'you mean to say that Valkyrie has a worse relationship with Sherlock than I do?" exploded the Doctor,
Not giving anyone anytime to respond he spoke again. "Nonsense, no one could ever have a worse relationship with him than I do." He said slightly possessively and promptly sat on a slightly ruffled Sherlock's lap.
Sherlock rolled his eyes and grunted. "Get off me you inarticulate idiotic prat and shut up."
"See!" exclaimed the Doctor, flailing his arms around delightedly. "Evidence!"
"Oh for the love of-" muttered John as Sherlock tried to push the Doctor off him and resulted in a sort of wrestle. Yes. Sherlock Holmes in a friendly wrestle against The Doctor.
Chaos ran his hand tiredly through his hair. He really didn't have enough time for his son's antics, especially with his distracted state, and the reason of which, he still hadn't pinpointed.
Just when Rory was on the verge of falling asleep, Sherlock was on the verge of getting the Doctor off him and Skullduggery was on the verge of leaving because really, he had more important things to do than watch Chaos' son and a very annoying dead genius play fighting; three people teleported into the room.
And not any three people.
Cyclone, Mastermind and Genius.
All of which were supposed to be on a high profile mission and looked very worried, and yet slightly relieved. Cyclone looked even slightly panicked, which was rather disturbing because as one of the best soldiers in the Legion, and an assassin, Cyclone almost never looked panicked.
He froze for a second when he saw Sherlock and the Doctor on the floor, but then shrugged it off in trade for more pressing matters.
He spoke in his ever calm-voice, which was betrayed by his worried eyes. "Chaos, we have an emergency, level 1."
Everyone in the room froze. Nancy, Joe, Frank, Amy, Rory, John and Sherlock were not familiar with a level 1 emergency, but it really wasn't difficult to work out what was meant.
Chaos shot up. "Report, what happened?" He barked, freaking out, his day was getting worse and worse.
"Glitch in the Diepafí. Yes, glitch in the unglitchable, unhackable system. We assumed it must be glitching because you have been attacked, but evidently not; thus meaning that the only possible explanation is that someone is hacking the Diepafí. Which is, impossible. That is why Mastermind and Genius are here."
Chaos could feel himself getting more and more panicked, a glitch in the Diepafí system? That was not possible. Hacking? Who would even attempt at hacking it, let alone actually succeed about it.
"Where did you see the glitch? As in, where on the system. Do you think they were after information or trying to manipulate the things control by the Diepafí or trying to gain access to the soldiers?" asked Sherlock in rapid fire questions.
"It was-"
Chaos suddenly felt a wall of pain slam into him. He dropped to him knees and Cyclone abruptly stopped talking, he drew his sword quicker than you could blink.
"Are you being attacked sir?" he asked, alarmed, swords ready to fight the invisible foe.
"No-…I…ah." He convulsed slightly and then regained proper control over himself.
Cyclone was next to Chaos like lightning, using his blessing to see if anything was attacking Chaos. There wasn't.
He frowned. "Are you ok sir?" he helped Chaos back up again, checking his aura to see if any damage was done. Nothing.
Chaos frowned back. "That was very strange, it was like my subconsciousness was attacked, but not me, I was aware of it and could feel it slightly, but it wasn't actually me that was attacked."
Everyone exchanged confused and troubled looks, when Skullduggery jumped to his feet. "It's the Diepafí system!"
Mastermind blinked, "I'm sorry, what?"
Skullduggery started pacing up and down. "Chaos' consciousness is integrated into the Diepafí system, right? Right. You said that there was a glitch in the system earlier, it must have been someone trying to hack the system. Chaos is obviously feeling the side effects of having his subconsciousness being taken apart. It all makes sense!"
Nancy grinned. "Yes! It fits into place. And Chaos just felt a particularly strong side effect, which probably means that the hacker must have…succeeded in hacking that particular part."
Sherlock turned to Cyclone. "Where were you on the system when you saw the glitch, answer me this time, Maybe we can work out what this hacker has managed to achieve from what he was hacking into."
"I was browsing on…" all the blood drained from Cyclone's face as he realised exactly what he had been looking at. "The command center for the Eternal Torture in the Afterlife Void."
Everyone leapt to their feet.
"Crap crap crap crap crap crap crap crap crap." Muttered Cyclone, his brain not working enough to formulate a deccent profanity.
Chaos instantly sent out a level 1 alert through the Diepafí to every soldier in the Legion and a message to all the Deities in the Palace.
Cyclone teleported immediately to the Eternal Torture sector in the Afterlife Void. There were many buildings and places in the sector and it spanned a very large area, he entered the closest one on the left. He could see no one there, it was deserted. He silently moved down the corridor and inspected the cell (which took up the entire floor [it's messy work, torturing people{not that I would know idk what you are on about}]). All the guards were gone as well as the prisoner, nothing at all was left inside. No marks, no evidence of a struggle, not even any previous torture marks. Whoever it was who had done the retrieval, had done a fine job in cleaning up afterwards. Cyclone checked who the prisoner who had gotten away was, "Sauron. Fuck."
He wondered who else had managed to get away, this was very, very bad news. jJust from how many enemies he had gotten, he knew that it was plausible that all of the ones who were released hated him, he had quite a reputation as Cyclone.
~Back in the meeting room~
As soon as Mastermind found out about where the glitch was, he went about trying to eradicate the hacker. He could feel their presence but he could quite reach them, it was infuriating. Calming himself he tried again and as he reached out in his mind, the presence withdrew. His eyes snapped open. He sent a message through his
"Laur-Genius, I mean, check to see if there are any traces left in the system."
Laura's finger's danced over the Diepafí laptop."Nope. No traces whatsoever, completely clean."
Mastermind ran his hand through his hair. "A hacker always leaves traces. Little mistakes where they came in and where they bypassed the security. They can never be completely clean...Unless..." he said thoughtfully.
Genius carried on for him, her eyes shining with worry. "Unless, it was an AI (artificial intelligence)."
Master mind looked at her in concern. "Yes! You remember in our third year when HIVEmind (an artificial intelligence system for those of you who haven't read H.I.V.E) let us through the security and left no traces."
Abruptly Cyclone arrived back in the meeting room, the six detectives stayed where they were because, seriously, what could they do? The Doctor was still there, sulking his chair because Chaos berated him but not Sherlock. Once he had checked all of the prisons, he was glad to see that very few prisoners had gotten away, but a few had; he then immediately teleported back to Chaos to report to him.
"Very few prisons had been breached, but it seemed that it was intricately planned because the few that did get away were big ones. Sauron, Voldemort, Kronos, Gaia, Snow and Apophis."
Chaos' eyes widened. All of the ones that had been released posed massive problems. Sauron and Voldemort, two very evil, very crazy 'Dark Lord's; Kronos and Gaia, two very annoying and naughty and unfortunately powerful descendants of his; Snow, once a President, very sick and insane yet cunning and skilled in blackmail; and Apophis, supposedly the 'God of Chaos' in Egyptian mythology, but in reality it was just a extraordinarily powerful immortal who was very much barking mad and in the form of a very large snake. The only person who could have such extensive knowledge of the Eternal Torture section of the Void would have been Tartarus, meaning he was behind the hack and that the freed prisoners had allied with him.
Yup, big problems.
He turned to Mastermind and Genius. "Have you got anything on how this hacker could have got in?"
They nodded grimly. Mastermind spoke. "We have come to the conclusion that it must have been some sort of Artificial Intelligence system as the record was completely clean, the only way that could have theoretically happened is if it wasn't actually a human that bypassed it. Every human leaves mistakes, even professionals. Genius has spent years and years perfecting hacking, she was the best in her previous life, but even now she leaves little mistakes. Nothing traceable of course, just where she entered the security and such, but the Diepafí system didn't even have those. It must have been an AI."
Chaos frowned "But Mastermind, I thought that when you designed the system, you deliberately made it so that AIs and such wouldn't even have a chance in hacking it."
Mastermind grimaced. "That's what I thought as well so AIs must have been developed to a much higher standard somewhere in the Universe."
There was a silence as everyone took in the information.
Sherlock spoke "But surely if it was you designed it, there must have been some logical thinking behind it because otherwise it would have been impossible to navigate. Thus meaning that the system would have the potential to be broken down through that logic into a form that could be hacked."
Mastermind considered this. "Well, I suppose logical speaking, yes, that's correct. But me? I'm kinda special you see, I'm not like everyone els-"
"And I noticed that when you spoke earlier," Sherlock interrupted him. "You didn't include yourself when you were speaking of professional hackers. Clearly you are a computer and electronics expert, that it obvious from your status, name and from the state of your fingertips." Mastermind looked down at his fingers to see what was wrong with them. "So why did you not include yourself? Did you forget: unlikely; not want to embarrass Miss Genius by saying that you don't leave marks whilst hacking: highly unlikely; or did you exclude yourself because you are not human: likely?"
Mastermind blinked, rather dazed by Sherlocks very fast and low words that could barely be heard but were fired at him like bullets.
John apologised for him. "Sorry, he's always like that."
Genius smiled. "Och, don't worry. He is in fact entirely right, you see Mastermind isn't actually human. He...he...he's..." Genius struggled to explain Mastermind to them without offending him.
(SPOILERS FOR H.I.V.E)
Mastermind snorted. "You know I won't be offended. It's a long story but we'll give you the short version. We come from the 5th planet in the 4th Galaxy. Basically, there was this guy who was evil but wasn't the evilest; he was in charge of 'global villainy' but he was also meant to stop an really evil people from taking over the world. He was called Number One." he paused, checking that everyone was still following him.
"Long story short, he got possessed by this insane Artificial Intelligence System called Overlord. Over time, Overlord planned on taking over Number One's body and thus being able to control all the 'villans' in the world, but he was slowly killing Number One. So Overlord made him create a clone that would be genetically engineered to be perfect to host Overlord. And that is who I am. I'm not human, I'm the clone of a really evil guy, created by the command of an even more evil guy. Because I have been genetically engineered to host a supercomputer, I can do things that normal humans can't, like hack things in my mind and create an unhackable system for the Legion of Chaos."
Sherlock's eyes glistened as he absorbed this completely new information. John knew that he would want to spend the next few hours interrogating Mastermind about cloning and genetic engineering, unfortunately, he couldn't.
Genius sat, face furrowed in concentration as her mind worked at a million miles an hour. Suddenly her eyes widened, evidently she had come to a logical solution. She gaped and then covered her mouth with both of her hands. "Ohmygods."
Mastermind looked at her concernedly as she started to gesticulate wildly. She looked at him searchingly, seemingly unable to convey what she was thinning out loud.
Mastermind suddenly seemed to comprehend what she was on about and gasped loudly. "Yes...that must be it! Gods...that's worrying..."
Genius nodded vehemently, "And Zero!"
Everyone else looked at each other in confusion. Cyclone raised an eyebrow. "Care to share?"
"Mastermind wasn't the only one! They can control your movements and take over your mind! If they side with Tartarus..." Genius babbled.
Everyone looked even more confused
Mastermind cut in. "Basically, what she's trying to say is, when I was created as a clone...the lab I was made in wasn't shut down and more clones were made. They have more enhanced powers then I do, and Whilst I was brought up as a human, I am fairly normal, just quite clever but with a photographic memory and mind hacking abilities; they were brought up as machines, so they are...insane. And power hungry."
"Oh..." said Cyclone, realising just how big of a problem they posed.
Skullduggery asked a question in the silence that followed. "Genius said something about controlling movements and taking over your mind. And you said 'enhanced powers' but what exactly do these 'enhanced powers' constitute of?"
Mastermind frowned. "Well, we've only met one of them, he was called Zero. Basically the way were designed means that we can control, manipulate and direct electricity. He could do all the things I can do like hacking and stuff, but he could also do creepy stuff. Creepy stuff like controlling the electric messages in your nervous system and thus controlling your movements entirely."
Everyone sucked in a breath. That was some serious shit they were up against.
"And you? Can you do that?" asked Sherlock.
Mastermind nodded curtly "Like Cyclone here can control your body by manipulating your water, I can do the same through your electricity."
Everyone in the room sans Chaos and Genius looked warily at Cyclone and Mastermind.
"How..." started Nancy cautiously "How many of these...clones are there?"
Genius sighed. "That's the thing. We don't know. For all we know there might be 10s, 100s even."
"Oh dear..." groaned Chaos. He hadn't realised to what extend this problem was, the 5th planet on the 4th Galaxy imploded thousands of years ago, he hadn't factored in the surviving maniacs of that planet.
John looked rather lost. "How exactly does this relate to our current predicament?"
Mastermind explained. "If they have survived, then it would make sense that they are the ones that are behind this hack because no other Artificial Intelligence System would be able to bypass my security. That means that they must have allied with Tartarus or are woking for him."
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Name- When Buried Pasts are Uneathed
Summary - Au with different endings to the books, Harry and Percy suffer greatly from their separate wars. Each of the flee from their respective pasts and individually join an American spying agency named S.H.I.E.L.D as assassins. Kraken (Percy) and Basilisk (Harry) become well-known legendary rivals within the agency until they are partnered together and realise that they are the perfect team. But how well can they hide their secret pasts?