CyberAttack 3

12. ɢʀᴏᴜᴘ ᴀ / ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜᴏꜱᴇɴ ᴏɴᴇ

(Third Person POV)
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5th Site
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(Earlier)

4:25 AM.

It had taken a few more minutes to get there, but the group had arrived. They landed atop of a structure and knelt down. It was entirely quiet. No chaos yet.

"Are we early?" Alan whispered to his teammates.

"We shouldn't be.. it was scheduled for right now. Unless my eyes are getting worse, I don't see any viruses coming down." Other Second took another look around. "It's too quiet here. It should have been now."  

"There's something odd here. I say we go low to the ground and investigate. It's a small place." Other DJ suggested.

The group agreed on the plan and spread out.

Other Second stuck to the shadows for security, looking around cautiously for any sign of danger. Strangely, there was none. It was all quiet except for the sound of his own footsteps. Even that quiet sound sounded so loud. The site was poorly put together, he could tell by the clipping models and cheap graphics. Clearly made for scams and to attract children and unsuspecting victims. It confused him. Why attack such an unimportant and obscure site? It only made him higher his guard.

Other Second carefully gripped his weapon, sneaking around some faulty code and junky download buttons (that didn't even work) to try and see if there was anyone else there besides them.

Suddenly, something clipped around his wrist and dragged him back. He yelped as it pulled him, of course he turned and tried to pull back as he realized who had caught him.

Other Chosen.

"Hello again, Second." He viciously smiled, commanding viruses to come and secure Other Second. Taking a deep breath, Other Second used his laser vision to easily kill them and break the cuff. Immediately, he lifted off and tried to look for the other two. 

He spotted Alan, still looking around. Quickly he landed near him, grabbing his wrist and starting to run.

"Woah, what's going on?!"

"It's an ambush!" Other Second looked up and pointed to the attackers who were after them. 

Panicking, Alan gripped Other Second's hand as hard as he could and lifted off at an incredible speed. Once they were up, Alan drew projectiles with his other hand and started firing them rapidly. They did good damage, but not enough as Other Chosen approached them, blade ready. Other Second separated his hand and rushed head first at Other Chosen and landed a hit, slicing his chest. Healing quick, Other Chosen rebounded and kicked Other Second back, giving him an opening. He was about to attack when a light blue shield separated them. In a blur, Alan came back, sliding down the slick shield and hitting Other Chosen with his own blade, sending him flying back.

Getting rid of the shield, Alan looked back, making sure Other Second was ok before refocusing on Other Chosen, who was quickly headed at him. Thinking fast, Alan quickly drew lines. It took him a second to figure out what he was supposed to do with them, but once he had it figured out, the lines rushed forward and wrapped around Other Chosen, dragging him down and bounding him to the ground.

They landed in front of Other Chosen.

"Hey rat-face. Looks like your little stunt failed." Other Second drew his weapon.