Enter The Ninjaverse

CHAPTER 69

"You know, I was really confused when Mister fancy Borg himself came strolling right into my turf..." A girl in a tight black suit threw her red hair back with a grin on her face, "But to find out he was without weapons too? Oh that's just precious."

The girl passed by a large column supporting an old parking garage, revealing that there were two figures chained up to it. One of them was a young man, sporting deep black hair awkwardly slicked to his head with the hint of hastily applied gel, a small set of glasses, and with a strange device strapped to his left arm that took up almost all of his forearm. He wore a single gray polo that was stained with various colors of grease and burned bits of fabric. He had on slacks that were similarly stained. It was an overall half hearted attempt at formality. The other was a man about his age, wearing a button up shirt with the letters CI embroidered in the pocket and deep gray slacks that fit the image. Along with the fact he had a nametag on, it was clear he was an employee of some sort.

"Fascinating..." The one in the polo nodded his head, "Are you the ones that broke into my satellite location last week?"

"What?" The girl blinked, "Oh, that? Yeah, we did. What about it? All we did was take some funny little phones and all that. You know, things that nobody buys anymore."

"Incorrect!" He continued, "I've been tracking your group's movements for awhile. You have actually broken into thirty three stores, and each of which you've taken various things. And I know for a fact that you're planning to use them to shut down my company's servers for just enough time to steal prototypes from me."

"H-Hey, maybe we shouldn't, tell them we know that?" The other boy spoke up, "You know... let's not tell them what we know?"

"...Huh, you really are a smart kid, then," The girl opened her fist, showing she had a small device sparking with electricity. She walked up to the one in the polo and gripped his chin with that hand, "Maybe you should think a little less about talking there, eh, Mr. Borg?"

"Andrus," He responded.

"...What?" The girl growled.

"I don't go by Mr. Borg, I go by Andrus," Andrus responded, "I thought you knew that."

"Andrus, shut up!" His friend shouted, "Do you not understand what's going on?!"

"Don't worry, Tye, this is all according to plan!" Andrus smiled, "Just give it a minute!"

From a nearby building, Lloyd lowered a pair of electronic binoculars that he was using to watch this all go down. He couldn't hear what they were saying, but it was clear to him what was going on.

"...That's, Mr. Borg?" Lloyd asked, "That... he's young?"

"That's... his son," Harumi grimaced, "Andrus. Andrus Borg. Cryus Borg passed away over a decade away."

"His... son?" Lloyd asked, "Wait, but-"

"Clone," Harumi groaned, "Everyone asks. That's his clone. I... met him on a few missions of mine."

"And, who is that tied up with him?" Lloyd asked.

"Tye," Harumi sat up, "His assistant. Well, technically his intern, but basically his assistant."

Lloyd watched through the binoculars. The one that had a grip on Andrus let go, taking a few steps back. After a few moments, she stepped away and pointed her palm right at Andrus. Lloyd watched Tye's eyes widen as he tried to yank at the chains holding them down. Andrus, however, didn't look phased. Lloyd dropped the binoculars and stood up.

"He's in trouble, we have to go, now!" Lloyd shouted. Just before he was about to break through the window in front of him and go right for them, though, Harumi gripped his arm.