Gravity (Timothy Lawrence x OC)

9: Downfall

It was so close, the end of the war. One way or another it would end. Jack was so close to waking the warrior, something had to be done about it or he would win.

Lisa knew what had to be done. Her contact from the Crimson Raiders was Lilith, the siren who messed up Jack's plans. While they never met, Lisa grew to like and respect her. Mainly because she kicked Jack's ass more often than she could count. 

Being Jack's secretary for months gave Lisa an advantage, she had access to his office. This would allow her to steal data if the time came. But Lisa was afraid of the thought, if it weren't for the fact Handsome Jack was the CEO, she would have done it already. She saw too many deaths, too much torture caused by Jack to not worry. 

"Cancel all my meetings tonight Pumpkin, Jack's gonna be busy," Jack muttered as he swiftly walked by Lisa's desk.

"But Jack, your meeting with Maliwan is tonight! It took me weeks to organise it," Lisa protested as she rose in her seat. Even though she was working against Jack, she still did her job well... Or at least tried to. Jack froze, and sighed heavily.

"Look darling I appreciate it, but I've got a date with destiny tonight, and it won't wait up. Give them some generic excuse will ya?" 

"Asshole", Lisa muttered when Jack left. Even though this gave her a window of opportunity, she preferred to imagine things were all okay. That she was just the assistant of a sarcastic, rude and incredibly handsome CEO, not a tyrant. 

Her body trembled as she remembered the echo Lilith sent her. Lilith wanted the plan set in action as quickly as possible, but Lisa hasn't had the opportunity to try and enter Jack's office alone. Jack was either in his office by himself, or had yet another important meeting. It was obvious that he was planning a lot for Hyperion as of late. This made Lisa uneasy, because it simply increased the likelihood of failure. She didn't want to die.

After taking a deep breath, she knew this was the moment. It was the moment that the Crimson Raiders waited for since the day she joined. 

Walking towards his office door, she froze, looking if anyone was around, hoping someone would save her from her doom. Nothing. She was alone. Taking a few panicked breaths, she messaged Lilith through her echo, "I'm going in."

Entering Jack's office was easy, after all she visited often bringing reports and coffee. She knew a few hiding places, where various women left from early in the morning. 

She didn't know what she was looking for. Lilith mentioned that they needed more information on Angel, while they knew where she was held they wanted more. Lilith also mentioned that they needed anything Lisa could find, with the main focus being Angel.

Lisa crept around the office as she passed a leather couch and coffee table. Reaching the desk, she sighed in relief. She expected the entire office to blow up when she reached the desk, or something far more bizarre.

On his desk was a lone photograph of a young dark haired girl, reports which were ignored by Jack and his computer. After staring at the photograph, she looked over to the computer. A single mistake and she would be caught, one trip and she would be dead. 

She moved the mouse, which showed the login screen. Fuck. Did she really expect it to be this easy? Without a password?

"Lilith how can I even get in without his password?" 

Panic began to take over as she sent the echo. She quickly began looking through his drawers, searching any scraps of paper to suggest a password. His drawers were filled with pens, pretzel crumbs and... Condoms.

"Ah god," Lisa gasped as she quickly closed the drawers. 

Lilith didn't reply, which annoyed Lisa. She was risking her life, and Lilith wouldn't even respond. 

Sighing, she faced the monitor. A plain login screen with a picture of Jack in the background. She knew Jack was narcissistic enough to have himself as a wallpaper. This thought sparked an idea in Lisa's head.

"Sexy," she typed as the password. Feeling smug, she felt Jack was stupid and so self-absorbed that he would make his password so easy.

"Incorrect."

"Fuck," she muttered. It was only a matter of time before he would know, and all she learned was that he keeps condoms in his drawers intermingled with crumbs. This wouldn't help Lilith.

"the_warr1or," she typed. Since she knew he was hunting this creature, it was a possibility he would be this simple.

"Incorrect," the screen began to flash red. 

Lisa's hands began to shake, as she began to type non-sense in attempt of guessing his password. Every attempt ended in failure, in more flashing lights, and tears down her flawless face.

The next chapter is graphic, but there is a SFW description at the end.