The navi looked around. Several of the data spires had collapsed, yet more had yet to even be touched by the virus.
'How much longer, 93?' The navi said to another navi. The one known as 93 looked up.
'The supports are putting up a hell of a resistance, sir.' 93 replied. 'Most of them aren't even on this mainframe. But it'll be done in a few hours, sir.'
'Oh good. How very good indeed.' The navi commented. He looked up. On a screen in front of him, there was movement. 'Ah, I see our good friend Elixir has brought us company. How very courageous. Yet downright stupid. 453! Activate!' He shouted. In a circle of light, a machine appeared. It was vaguely humanoid. '453, recognise targets.' The machine got up, and scanned the screen.
'Target confirmed.'
'Oh, good. 453, locate and engage targets immediately.'
'Order confirmed. Locating targets. Targets located. Plotting shortest route. Route confirmed. Travel mode activate.' The machine unfolded jets from inside itself and took off through a rip in reality.
'Gosh,' The navi said. 'I do hope he has some fun. We haven't let him out for years.' And with that, Glitch.EXE strode back to the data spires.
Author's note: I would like to say thank you to the one person who actually wrote a review of my story. Next time, will everyone not be so lazy. Thank you. Also, I know this chapter is short. But it provides a bit of plot. So there. Be happy. G'day.
'How much longer, 93?' The navi said to another navi. The one known as 93 looked up.
'The supports are putting up a hell of a resistance, sir.' 93 replied. 'Most of them aren't even on this mainframe. But it'll be done in a few hours, sir.'
'Oh good. How very good indeed.' The navi commented. He looked up. On a screen in front of him, there was movement. 'Ah, I see our good friend Elixir has brought us company. How very courageous. Yet downright stupid. 453! Activate!' He shouted. In a circle of light, a machine appeared. It was vaguely humanoid. '453, recognise targets.' The machine got up, and scanned the screen.
'Target confirmed.'
'Oh, good. 453, locate and engage targets immediately.'
'Order confirmed. Locating targets. Targets located. Plotting shortest route. Route confirmed. Travel mode activate.' The machine unfolded jets from inside itself and took off through a rip in reality.
'Gosh,' The navi said. 'I do hope he has some fun. We haven't let him out for years.' And with that, Glitch.EXE strode back to the data spires.
Author's note: I would like to say thank you to the one person who actually wrote a review of my story. Next time, will everyone not be so lazy. Thank you. Also, I know this chapter is short. But it provides a bit of plot. So there. Be happy. G'day.