*note* I am sorry this took a while. I hope you guys enjoy this new chapter and hopefully there will be a new chapter up more frequently.
*Mike's point of view*
I pulled out my cell phone and called the only person I actually trusted on my jobs. My good friend, Samantha. A.K.A Net. She is my tech nerd, helps me gather info on places that I will be hitting next.
"Hey Net, I got some good and bad news, which do you want first?"
"Mike, what do you mean bad news?"
"Well you see.....I was caught."
"WHAT!!!!! You were caught on the job!"
"No, oh god no, those two people showed up again, but missed again. My dad found out. But there is some other news, not necessarily good, but it is a job."
"Step back for a second, your dad caught you, but is not making you stop? What the hell."
"Yeah that is what I thought, but he want me to hit the helicarrier."
"Impossible, it can't be done. I see now that he wants you dead."
"Yeah but maybe, if we do, we won't have to do this anymore, so, will you help?"
She sighs. "Fine, I'll see what I can do."
"Thanks Net, I'll see you soon." I hung up and turned to my dad. "There, happy?"
"Good, I won't tell your mother, or the cops, or shield..... Or any of them, as long as you are successful."
"Sure, whatever. But before I do this, i need to go somewhere first. Tomorrow, will start getting ready for it. But for right now, I need some sleep."
*6 hours later*
It is sunday, tomorrow I may or may not have school, depends on whether or not I die during this or not. Though I do need a plan first. So as soon as I woke up, I got dressed, put my thief outfit into my backpack as well as my earpiece, and went to Sam's house.
Now here's the deal with Sam. she is smart, like crazy smart, she would be a straight A student if she cared enough to try. But she is a good friend. I can't really see myself stealing without her help.
What she does exactly is do research on the place that we are robbing, and she also in charge of police monitoring, in case something goes wrong. She can also hack into just about anything. Hell I once saw her hack into the police database just to see if the had any leads on my robberies at the time. News flash, nothing turned up.
I walked up to the door and knocked on the door. A few seconds later, her father answered the door. "Oh you, she is in her room."
"Thanks Mr.Han."
"Whatever."
Mr.Han is a drug obsessed wife-beating asshole. I like to come over here on weekends a lot, just to make sure my literal partner in crime was fine. But I don't know why he hates me.
I walked through the 2 story house, the walls had chipping yellow paint and the rail felt like it was about to fall off the stairs. When I finally got to the top of the steps, somewhat relieved that I did not fall off. I walked down the hall to her room and knocked.
"Sam, it's me." I said as I knocked.
The door opened. My shirt was grabbed, and I was yanked in. Next thing I knew, my face was stinging. "You dumbass! Letting you father find out what you do! Wait! You didn't tell him who I am did you?"
She was wearing a shirt that was around 2 sizes too big and a pair of saggy shorts. "Of course not, if anything goes wrong, I want one of us to get out alive."
"Good, idiot." she said turning away.
"Ok so now that that is out if the way, have you got anything on the helicarrier."
"Well, I found something interesting."
"I'm interested."
"Check this out."
We walk over to her computer screen. It shows blueprints of the helicarrier, likely made with all the repairs needed to after all the attacks.
"So-"
"So I have a way in, it's the out that will be trouble, plus guards, it will be trouble."
"True. so the way that I see it, there are two ways of going about it. Loud and dumb, or stealth, one requires multiple people, the other is solo."
"I think it is obvious which I am taking."
"Stealth it is."
"Allright, plan is set up, what do we need?"
"New comms, it is possible they have found out our frequency, we will need a new one. Luckily, I already got some."
"Ok, good work Sam. I'll start heading out. I'll hit you on the comms when ready, and Sam, thanks for your help."
"No problem idiot."
