Interference
Chapter Five: The Plot Thickens
Yes, a crappy title, so sue me. Hey, which would you rather see from me, another renegade Cyber, or Cybersix's past? I can't decide which one to do. And I know the chapters are KIND OF short but hey, you're still reading, so I'm doing SOMETHING right!
Lucas stared at the note in his hand.
I didn't know who else to come to. I know what José is up to. I think he's placed power barriers throughout the sewer system. He can set his exact limits that way. I also think I know how to stop him. We've only got one more night before the mayor surrenders, so we need to work fast.
If you can possibly make it, meet me at the waste treatment plant, 8:00 tonight. The sun will be down long enough to give us cover. I need your help for this.
-Cybersix
Lucas read through it again, but there was no hidden mention of what she planned to do. I'll go, he decided with finality. Oh, Cybersix, he muttered, you'd better be careful.
Cybersix, meanwhile, sat at the counter in her apartment, furiously studying the layouts of the sewer system. The televisions had depicted a large satellite dish, so they wouldn't be camping in any of the waste tunnels. It would have to be a large room of some sort.
The only large rooms in the sewers were the cleaning tanks near the waste treatment plant. She'd have to enter through the main tank, and go against the flow the whole way-she was not small enough to fit through the pipes at the water tower. Cybersix memorized her plan. I'll have to be quiet...these passageways carry sound, and there aren't any doors. Three possible rooms for José to keep house in, all connected. She sighed and leaned her chin on her hand. Sometimes, I really wish I had a decent night's sleep.
José, meanwhile, had taken great pains to close the grates on either side of the sewer compartment. Motion sensors? Are they in place?
Yes sir, but not operational, replied the Type.
Well, GET them operational. I don't want anyone trying to stop me tonight! We're so close, I can smell it, I can smell victory!
I can smell rotten fish, the Type complained, and set about fixing the motion sensors just outside the grates.
Hahah, well that's too bad! José performed a victory dance in the middle of the floor. If Cybersix tries to get in here, a grate will crash down on the exit of the pipe! She'll be stuck, and so will her helpers! He cackled. And then no one can stop me!
Von Reichter appeared on the television screen behind him.
Yes, Father?
How is the plan coming along?
Excellently. Meridiana will be yours by tomorrow night.
This is good news, José. What of Cybersix, and Data 7?
No sign of them, Father, but we'll be ready if they try to stop us tonight!
Good. I want no one to intercept us. This time, we cannot fail.
The television went blank, and José slumped in his chair.
I've heard that before.