Fighting? Enzan's words
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Enzan hadn't said anything for fifteen minutes now. He was just sitting on the couch looking straight ahaid with Netto, who grew more and more nervous by the minute, next to him. He had told Enzan everything about his skills; what he could do in general, how he had started to develop them and just what had happened to the scanner at the sci-labs. But while telling his story Netto had also tried to make Enzan understand that he had never intended to actually harm anyone with his knowledge, that he had started learning in the first place because he wanted to help his father, to help Rockman.
And Enzan was left with a heavy dilemma. He could kind of understand what Netto had been thinking. Also, Netto was not him. In fact, he had been almost delinquent before he had become a netsavior and Enzan could follow his reasoning of: "As long as nobody gets hurt it´s okay."
On the other hand, Enzan wasn't exactly obvious to the fact that the smaller boy next to him was dangerous. 'If' Netto hadn´t exagerated his skills then he was potentially more dangerous than any net-terrorist. In fact, Enzan didn't doubt that Netto could, if he put his mind to it, completely destroy the netsociety.
When Netto had hesitatingly told him about the lifevirus he had created Enzan had of course asked him how he had done that without the superprogramms. Netto had looked at him like HE was the stupid one and said that as long as he could just writte programms with simular functions he didn´t need something like that. He thought that dr Wily had just been unable to find a programmer who was stupid enough to get in leage with him (completely ignoring the fact that Wily himself is one heck of a genius). The stupid virus hadn´t even taken very long to create! Enzan had stayed quiet but a feeling close to terror had grown in him. In a world like theirs it was rediculously scary to think that there was someone like Netto. Someone who could not only sneak into high security computers and create chaos but leave without a trace, especially since he didn't have to use a navi. As good as everyone used navi's so almost every heavy security on the net was build to stop them (not counting the virusscanners). Of couse there were others, firewalls and general security, but those were generally weak…
Since everyone used navi's anyway it wasn't thought nececairy to create heavy protectionprogramms like that. Not that Enzan seriously thought that, even if they excisted, they would be able to keep Netto out for long .
It was almost inimaginable that the thought to be stupid boy could posess skills like these. Of course, there were always people like Netto´s father with simular levels of skill. But those were adults working for the sci-labs where their work was, most of the time, heavily monitored. Not kids like Netto who could normally more or less do what they wanted.
From another side, it promised an enormous amounth potential. The moment Netto stopped hiding and showed his ideas to the world… There were so many possibilities.
But first things first. That time might come but what would he do now? Even though he had been harboring such an enourmous secret (again), Enzan knew Netto. Had gotten to know him, especially over the last month-and-a-half. He knew that Netto wasn´t vengeful.
"Otherwise he would have attacked the sci-lab computer by now."
And he knew that Netto hadn´t hidden this from him because he was planning anything ´evil, but because he had been afraid to lose him. Like he just had his father. It was almost painful for Enzan to remember how Netto had been just half an hour ago; kneeling on the ground, begging for forgiveness. He had never wanted to see the normally cocky boy like that and he never wanted to see it again. That had almost been worse then the moment Netto had asked Enzan to kill him.
Sighing Enzan asked his next question.
´Netto… have you ever stolen information of high security computers? Or completely destroyed something with your skills. Maybe caused a virusoutbreak or something like that?
Netto had by now pulled his legs to his chest and formed a ball on the couch. His face hidden behind his legs.
´I´ve made lot´s of virusses but I´ve always made sure I could make them self-destruct when I was done.
Hiding deeper behind his legs he continued.
"I destroyed a few of the searchequipment and programms of groups like Gospel when we were after them. And now dads scanner. But I still don´t think that´s really wrong. I stole some demo's from games and stuff, and information about netterrorism. But most of the cases in which I could use it I did together with Rockman so I kept it to a minimum since it would be hard to explain. When I was in the hospital I have been looking through the files of the sci-labs to see what they were doing, if they were looking for Rockman. I´ve broken into a lot of other high-security computers but only to see if I could. I didn't look at anything. I swear!"
Enzan sighted again: "Yeah, I believe you."
He didn't look at Netto, he was looking at his knees.
Next to him, he could feel Netto's nervousness, which he could tell just bordered on beeing just plain scared.
It was hard not to notice in face. The younger boy was shaking so hard that Enzan started feeling the couch shake along…
"Netto… Are you cold?"
"Wh-what?!"
Starteled brown eyes shot up.
Enzan turned his head to meet Netto, his trademark I-am-so-much-better-than-you smirk securely on his face.
"Well, since you're trembling so much, beeing in a room with a temperature of 23 degrees must be too cold for you?"
Netto was starting to turn red.
"Wha-"
"Or maybe you're just scared. Since you've probably exagarated about your stealth and you can only 'sneak around' on the net while simultaniously allerting the army, the sci-labs AND the entire police force!!!"
A really nice shade of red in fact.
"Wha-"
"You have to admit it IS hard to imagine you beeing quiet about anything"
He was trembling even harder than before too, interesting.
"Now wait just a minute!"
"But since you've been doing better in that aspect the last couple of weeks I guess it must be the cold after all."
Netto had jumped off the couch at this point.
Cheecks red, fists clenched, gritting his teeth…
"ENZAN!"
Half angry, half confused. Good.
"Go to your room to get a sweater Netto, you're trembling even harder than before! After that you can tell me your plans for Rockman. You better make sure they make sence!!!"
Netto gaped at him, before a large grin twisted it's way onto his face.
"Sure! I'll be right back!"
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I'm FINALLY done revising :) I'm halfway done with the next chapter too but I'm not sure when it'll be there. I'll try to make it fast! I'll give you a preview though.
The programm almost seemed to write itself as Enzan watched over Netto's shoulder. Completely focussed on the screen. which then turned completely blue. A color that reminded him of Rockman. Then words began to form. "Cumulus"... Enzan read. "Yeah", the boy sitting in front of him replied, his eyes glinstering. "you know, like castles in the sky!" "I know what Cumulus means Netto!!!" Enzan snapped. Netto simply shook his head. Smiling mysteriously. "No you don't."
