[Takes place before meeting David]
Y/n was part of a secret division of agents During the 4th Corporate War he was dedicated to a cause that no longer exists. After the Collapse of this division Y/n has been living off the street taking the odd job...
Is all he could hear as he felt his systems beginning to fail. Some thing was infiltrating his systems. Not something... Someone...
"Impressive... Your a Net Runner to?" The female voice said inside my head.
"N... Negative" I could weakly say. All he could make out was a figure made of Red pixels.
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"My name is not important. I'm just a ghost and that's all you are going to remember" She said as I.S.A.C's mind started to fall apart.
"I..-i.I WILL *Distortion* Yield" He yelled back at the figure.
"Quite a feisty A.I aren't you... It's kind of cute" She said taunting him.
"I—.C —— on bu—!" Is all the A.I could hear from the outside world. What was this...? This feeling... It's happening again and He hated it.
"Awe your fading I was hoping we would have some more fun..." She said enveloping the A.I's mind.
"Nothing Personal oh wait it is..." She said before finding a certain point of I.S.A.C's mind...
"Ah here it is..." She said taking the bate.
"Wait.. what...?" She said before...
"AHHHHHHGGHH!!!" She said screaming in pain.. She had taken the bate and Now I.S.A.C could fight back.
I.S.A.C Injected his code into the the depths of Alt's mind he was everywhere but was being destroyed fast... He needed a place to hide. He found a small alcove within her Processing systems where he would be untraceable. Any activity there they could just associate that with Alt thinking the perfect place to hide. In the mean time I.S.A.C did his best to gather information and store it onto his black box.
"Clever Bastard..." Alt said before dispersing I.S.A.C's attack. But she left the alcove I.S.A.C hid in untouched. His main body how ever was no looking good he needed help and fast..
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Meanwhile Y/n and Rebecca where speeding down the road ways racing to Y/n's hide out.
"Shit shit shit..." Y/n Said speeding down the road.
"Sys[distortion] Catas---phic" I.S.A.C managed to slip out.
"Hang in there bro!" Rebecca said trying to comfort the dying A.I
"Alt- ... A- [Distortion]" I.S.A.C choked.
"Alt who is Alt...?" Y/n murmured to him self.
"Syst- 10... HELP" A sudden cry for help came through the Communication sending chills up Rebecca's spine.
The Group came to some back ally slum in the far side of night city. Y/n Bolted out of the car Rebecca Locked the doors and followed after. Y/n Drew his gun and Barraged in his "Apartment". It was a basement full of Computer servers and a Terminal.
