Disclaimer: As usual… I own NOTHING!!!!!!!!!!! I'm serious! I'm doing this on the school computer… Only thing that is mine is Viper who is MY character and MY creation.

Author's Note: I can't get the paragraph thingy to work so......

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Walking in the desert the man known only as Viper shielded his eyes from the stinging sand that accompanied the howling wind. Even if they were virtual eyes, it still hurt when the grains of sand tried to scratch the corneas. Without Kai, gathering information about the other comatose players would prove to be difficult but unlike ALTMIT and those annoying Crimson Knights, he had an informant who would help him. Of course, something such as that came with a price but it was easy enough to pay for these services. Simply put, all Viper had to do was not tell anyone of his location nor his existence. In exchange he would gain knowledge on The World, which few knew about among other interesting tidbits. Even a hacker has their limits… he thought slightly putting down his own abilities. Granted he could access any system he wanted anywhere on the planet with little or no effort but having someone who knew even more? That made it so much easier. Suddenly he looked up and almost walked right into the side of a dungeon. Being lost in his thoughts occasionally caused him to lose track of what was going on which led him into trouble on more then one occasion. Entering and removing the shroud what was around his body he was about to walk into the first doorway when he heard a noise from behind him. Taking the Twin-Blades from his side harnesses he whirled around to find that it was his informant who he was about to skewer. Putting them back in, Viper accessed his menu and using a special modification, which he hacked into the program, he locked himself out from being found by the system admin and from being contacted by other players.

"Took you long enough to get here. Run into problems?" said the Wavemaster. His white hair stuck out from under his brown cap with his red markings slightly smeared as though he was crying.

"No not really. Just let me know the keyword next time." Viper replied. Some might wonder how he got to the rendezvous with out a keyword but it was easy. At least, it seemed easy to him while to others they might wonder what the hell happened. They would wonder that even more after seeing a player drop through the floor of the server and disappear.

"I found out why the players are going comatose. And before you say it, it's not he Twilight Dust that you've been using. What is doing it is-"

Viper cut him off; "What do you mean it's not the Twilight Dust? I've put at least five different people into a coma and your saying that it's not my fault?! What the hell are you talking about Tsukasa?"

"First of all why are you yelling? I hate it when you yell…" his voice trailed off. Looking at his staff for a moment he seemed to gather his thoughts then returned to the conversation at hand. "It's a virus. It's causing people that are destroyed my modified monsters created by other hackers to lose conscious. After that, well you know the rest don't you Viper?" replied Tsukasa with a smirk. His face, that smirk, it infuriated Viper but he would never injure him because he was worth too much. Also why get rid of such a valuable asset?

"So there are other hackers like me that I have no idea of? How do you know this?" Viper spat out in disgust.

"Because… well you don't need to worry about how I know." Tsukasa stammered.

Before Viper could respond any further he saw a small ring of… something appear above Tsukasa's head. Not knowing what it was and not waiting for a response, he quickly pulled up his menu and used the Gate Out to get back to the root town. Then, seeing that no one was in the area he threw his blades into the wooden door across from him. "Damn him!" Viper yelled. Hearing someone near by, he quickly logged out not wanting to be seen.

Upon the departure of Viper, a man walked up to his past location and stood there, his sword resting in his hand with his wings moving softly in the mid-day wind. Raising a gloved hand to the cuts that he saw in the door, he felt them then closed his eyes to create the appearance that he was bonding with them. "It's him…" he said softly. "I swear by Fianna that I will catch him."

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