7 Points
By Chaoseternus
Dade was having a bad day.
Fortunately for his sanity, but unfortunately for them, his bad day extended to his closest friends too.
They had been caught. Crash Override, Acid Burn and Cereal Killer, Elite hackers all, had been caught.
Dade was having a hard time with that, even though it wasn't technically the first time it had happened. He was also a little intimidated by how he had been caught, not by the Police, not by the FBI, not by a software company, no, the USAF had sent a special forces team after him and his friends.
And Dade still didn't know why.
Just that guns pointed at him he really didn't like. And that he might be let go, if he co-operated. That worried him, a lot. What did the air force, who employed some of the best up and coming programmers in the world, need Elites for?
A crackle sounded to Dades left, and he looked up, trying hard to hear what was being spoken over the shapely brunette guards radio despite the high purring from the aircrafts unusual engines.
He heard nothing, but he saw the smirk appear on the guards face and shared a desperate look with Libby, there eyes sending each other one simple message, trouble.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, if you would kindly open the blinds on the starboard side and look out you might see something very interesting"
Dade glanced at Libby, who shrugged, so with a sigh he opened the window, and stopped dead. Then inspected the window, looking carefully for an signs of a projector or similar device.
At which point, his mind caught up with what his heart was telling him, " Holy shit, we're in space"
"Uh huh…" Cereal Killer managed to force out, his eyes wide as they viewed the Earth through the heavy glass of the Paladin transports windows.
Acid Burn shock her head in awe, "I don't like how they collect you for the interview, but they have one hell of a recruitment pitch"
Heads together, talking the arcane language of programmers and hackers, the three didn't notice when the conference room they had been stashed in was entered. They did however notice the sound of a large box being dropped onto the table hard.
"Do I have your attention? Good" Kalinda, the young genius who was Head of Science for Thundersdawn said, reaching onto the metal trolley at her side for several papers, "First off, paperwork, non-disclosures etc. And take those seriously, we wont send lawyers after you, we'll send the SAS. They use a rather more permanent method of shutting people up"
The three hackers exchanged significant glances, and shuddered. They knew what that meant.
"Second off is toys, Will-o'-the-wisp recommended these so you shouldn't have any problems"
"Wait- you know will-o'-the wisp?" Dade interrupted.
"Elite" Cereal muttered to Libby, who nodded slightly.
"Not personally, but she does a lot of work for us, she would have been here today but she had an apocalypse in Cleveland to deal with" Kalinda paused, "Don't ask"
"Wait, these 'toys' are all fine and good, but what exactly are we here for?" Cereal asked.
"Oh, haven't you been told?" Kalinda asked, her face a lesson in angelic innocence, "you just have to hack an alien AI, grab their databases without infecting yourself whilst on a warship that will probably be under heavy fire"
Dade took one look at Kalindas face and came to a quick conclusion, "Well, this is going to be fun, always liked a challenge"
"A challenge he calls it" Cereal shook his head bemused.
"Right, well you are one half of the specialist team that is being sent out, the other half will be searching for a refugee fleet that will be coming under Earths protection, you're job is to get as much info on the cylons, their and now our enemies, as possible"
"And where is the other team?" Dade asked.
" Here "
Shocked, Dade, Libby and Cereal Killer shot to their feet as a glowing ball of energy encompassed Kalinda, pouring away from her, pooling above her head.
" I am Chocky, and I have been assisting the Tau'ri, the Earth humans since 1984"
"What the hell are you?" Libby asked, awed.
" I am of a race not far from here, we are corporeal, we have solid form, we just figured out long ago how to exist outside that form temporarily "
"Out of body, cool man" Cereal gushed.
" And I believe we have a briefing to perform"
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