Hacked

You've Just Been Hacked

The hands on the clock moved so slowly, they all felt nervous.They had no idea what had happened. How had they been caught? What was going to happen now? What would their 'leader' do to help them? Would they even help at all?

The questions swirled in their heads,each separated by thick walls and metal chains. A couple of interrogators keeping each them in company. They could only wait and see. They had no choice now, just like before.

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"We know all about you,Miss Amanda Wayne." A man in a dark suit smiled, believing he had the upper hand in this conversation.

Idiot. She thought. "Oh dear, you've found my fake alias, what ever shall i do now?" she smiled. Her eyes bright, her smile practiced and real looking.

"Stop playing around!" the man snapped.

"Playing?" she blinked her eyes at him confused,"What ever do you mean?"

"Where is he?"

"He?"

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"Your looking at a long time locked up, and for what, a simple hacker?"

"IF this hacker was so simple, why is the CSI looking for them?" He asked back, as he leaned in the chair casually. He kept his calm, his body language casual, as if they were friends talking at a coffee shop.

"Is this really worth it John? IF you don't tell us what we want to know, then you'll get locked up. You don't want to go back after so long, do you John?"

He didn't reply, he couldn't. The man smiled, as if found something to his advantage,and maybe he did. "There you go. Now, do you have something you want to tell us?"

"...Yeah. Yeah, i do." John started.

"Well?" the man prompted.

He smiled. "When i go back can i get my old cell? I'd rather something familiar when i get locked up again."

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"Kenneth A. Rodgers." He flinched at his name. His hair was messy and his eyes darted all around. "It's alright Kenneth. I'm here to help you." A woman said. She sat across from the boy, her eyes watching him carefully.

".....Liar...." He mumbled. He didn't meet her eyes.

"What do you mean Kenne-"

"Don't call me that!" He snapped. His eyes finally focusing on the woman in front of him.

"Please, calm down."

"Don't! No! Shuddup, shuddup shuddup!" He yelled grabbing his hair. "No! I can't. i can't."

"Can't what?" The woman asked gently, reaching over to gently pry his hands from his hair.

"Your trying to make me tell, but i cant. They made me promise, a-and i promised the letters!"

"The letters?"

"On the screen.They took me away from the mean place. And you only gonna put me back when you get what you want." His eyes were wide and focused on her. "You've just been hacked."

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The alarms rang all over the building. Loud and shrill, lights flashed. The three stilled and sat up straighter. Ease creeping over them.

The  Voodoo Hacker, was the most wanted hacker in the world for a reason.

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Click, click, clack, click, clack, click, click, click. The room was dark, the only light being from the three glowing screens and a cell phone.

"Well, hello there, " A slim figure sat in front of the computer screens. They reached over to a bowl of chips and ate some. A grin spread over their face."CSI security,"

"You've just been hacked."