Chapter Five

"Sir?" a guard entered.

"Yes?" Herti left the lights in the room off.

"We have the information you requested about the one who broke into the facility just recently."

"Very good. Is it on my computer?"

"Not yet Sir."

"Why the tema is it not?"

The guard stiffened at the language. Herti was not normally one to curse out loud, especially in front of others.

"The computers were hacked into by an unknown source, the same night as the break in. Once we tracked the source down we sent our top class A soldier to take care of the problem. However he hasn't returned yet. My guess is that he has been defeated Sir. The hacker didn't get much of the information Sir, but he was able to set viruses. These viruses are not of any normal kind. The hacker must have been a professional."

"Well, I don't care. Make sure that the figures make it to me by tonight, or I will have your head. Now get out of my sight!"

The guard turned around quickly and ran out of the door, back into the hallway.

"O Toruta, I'm surrounded by cretins." Herti leaned back in his big black office chair.

There were three sets of guards that patrolled over the Diadem site. Rank B, the new guards. They were dressed in blue tight pants, with a soft material for flexibility. The blue pants went into strapped-on boots, so that no matter what happened; the guard always had something on his feet. He wore a metal belt that held one magnum and two grenades. The same material of the pants was also used to make the shirt, but a metallic outer shell covered the shirt. The smooth gray material was strong enough to stand sniper shots, yet weighed only ten pounds. The last piece of the uniform was a helmet that covered the back of the head and around the ears. Where the helmet ended at the forehead, a bulletproof glass black shield came down in front of the face. It was impossible to see who was on the other side but the person inside could easily see out, even during the darkest nights.

Rank B guards were aloud to go into all public rooms only. They were aloud only to shoot off their guns if someone near was killed.

Next was the Rank A guard. Similar to the Rank B guards, however instead of blue, they wore red. They were aloud four grenades and two magnums. They were also aloud to shoot if they believed it was called for. Rank A guards could patrol almost any restricted area in the building.

The top was Rank S. The standard uniform was the same as the other two, but black. They normally only wore two grenades, and two magnums. However, they always carried around some form of an automatic weapon; the AK-47, still being the old-school favorite. Some liked the JC-93, but many had a hard time aiming with such a powerful gun.

Rank S were aloud anywhere, but most of them were away from the site. They patrolled other various places doing various activities.

After twenty minuets, or so, Herti's computer began to blink in the right top corner. The document was placed on his desktop.

"Open document, T-A345," when he finished the newly added document opened itself and a picture and words filled the screen.

Herti looked at the screen with a blank stare.

"Proceed," he said aloud.

Herti stared at the middle of the monitor and it flashed on and off, three times. The third time Herti rubbed his head.

"I see. His name really was Scott. Born in 2027…"

He thought to himself about what had just been pulsated into his brain.

"It's quite funny how he has taken the bait so well," a low male voice came from the shadows.

He stepped into the light and his white coat was visible, but he carefully remained in the shadows.

After a moment of thought, Herti shut off his monitor and walked out of the room quietly.

The room was filled with darkness as Herti shut the door behind him. The tall man continued to stare into the darkness around him. He smiled, big and proud, even though it was impossible to see, and rested himself back on the white wall behind him.