(POSSIBLE WATCH DOGS STORY SPOILER: Only read if you have completed storyline or don't mind small story spoilers.) If you are wondering why Aiden is with Nicole and Jackson, (Because Aiden forced them to leave Chicago to protect them,) Aiden feared for Nicky and Jacks because of the Protector epidemic and decided to visit her in her new home, Los Angeles, before the Protectors there turned against their human owners. This takes place a couple of days after the epidemic started in Los Angeles. PM me or leave a review if you have questions, suggestions or opinions.
Chapter 2: Think Fast
Aiden took a final glance at Nicole and Jackson before they trudged out the back of the CTOS control point. He rubbed his watery eyes and twisted his head. Three Protectors continued bashing away at the gate, and it wouldn't be long before they break through. He had to think fast. With the new CTOS firewall, he couldn't hack into anything, which means no cameras, no distractions, no explosions, nothing. Aiden looked at the hard-point beside him. Nicky took Jacks to the control point's garage which meant it was unlocked. Aiden rushed to the gate, slid the door up and crawled under. Nicky left a mess behind. Several shelves full of medications and tools where knocked down, a metallic desk beside him was covered in blood and cluttered with bandages and disinfectants. He heard the Protectors smash down the gate. Shit, he had no time to so Ataxophobic, Aiden walked beside him and opened a door to a CTOS server room. Strange, all the machinery seemed to be working, and in pristine condition. As he stepped by the monitors, a man leaped out at him holding a baton. "Back off!" he shouted. Aiden tripped backwards and raised hands. The man was wearing a CTOS security uniform. "Who are you?" the man asked.
"Not a robot," he snickered.
"Hey! I'm not playing games here, gimme a name or you're dead!"
"Aiden Pearce."
"Name rings a bell. Watcha coming in here for?"
"I just need some guns, weaponry."
"You sure?"
"There are three Protectors following me and if I don't get a pistol soon, I'll be dead meat."
"Yeah. Yeah, I got some guns. Follow me," he said. Aiden followed the man. "You got a name?" Aiden queried. "Smith Lexington," he replied. Smith held open a door. "Go on in," he began, "take what you want." Aiden stepped in and scanned the room. Inside was a meeting table with a pistol and a shotgun laid on it. "Tha-." Aiden's voice was cut off by Smith pressing his baton against his neck. "Ergh!" Aiden grunted. He rammed his elbow into his thigh, spun around and kneed Smith. He grabbed Smith's baton from the floor and bashed it against his head. What the hell? Why would this guy try and take Aiden out? He retracted Smith's baton and hid it in coat. Now Aiden had a new one. He started hearing the Protectors loud obnoxious footsteps outside. Aiden snatched the pistol on the counter and aimed the shotgun at the door.