Break System By Michaela Wills

There's nothing I can't do . . .

There's nothing I can't do . . .

There's nothing I can't do . . .

There's nothing I can't do . . .

Finally . . .

Prison cells:

001382: No
001383: No
001384: No
001385: No
001386: No

002386: Match

Viral Scan: Complete
Jamming transmission in 8 seconds
Viral System shut down in 10 seconds
Viral Infusion in 11 seconds
Disconnection in 12 seconds

Enter

The cursor is still blinking, but it doesn't matter. This part is done. This, is the easy part. Oz really doesn't get it.

Gun at the ready. I take back to the hallways. These halls, like every other I've travelled, are committed to short term memory; to be replaced with new maps for the next mission.

Check corners, take the corner, check my back: Proceed.

This is a different sort of mission. I was warned that self-designated missions were a likelihood when I agreed to take on this task. This isn't my first and easily won't be my last. I won't let it be my last.

This is what I was trained to do. More than anything I have done during Operation Meteor, I was trained for this. Inflitration: The hacker. I have been taught to get through anything, nothing is impenitrable.

Nothing.

Even me.

I look at the numerical plate. Double-zero-two-three-eight-six. I open the airlock and stare at him, gun at the ready.

I listen to him and watch him. He knows why I'm here, he makes no unrealistic assumptions. I'm here to correct an error: his survival. No one knows I'm here, not yet. They will not be able to trace my work for another five minutes at least. I can be gone in ten minutes.

I am not the system. I never have been. I am that which defies the system and leaves confusion in its wake. I am intangible to them, the one variable they have not encountered and I will always be faster, better, and more elusive. To them, I am the electric of wires, intangible. I find falibilites in what was infalible and leave fear for safety.

There is no safety.

I am beyond their reach.

Four minutes and fourty-five seconds. Then they will pin the location where I worked from. If the have a good decoder, it will take another ten to fifteen to disclose my encoding, perhaps twenty if it's an ametuer. It will take a lifetime to crack my coding.

In four minutes and fourty seconds, they will be able to sound the alarms. If they are prudent enough to do so. Even then, we would have a head start. Ten minutes to break out of here if I were alone, approximately ten if he were uninjured, twelve if he were unconscious, fifteen if we find a large amount of resistance.

I toss him the gun and speak. I can break in and crash their systems and I can break out; with him along for the ride.

The system is fallible. It has always been so. Nothing is impenetrable.

Even me.