Victor Stone had resigned himself to the fact that he was completely alone in the world. He had comrades, but they were completely organic. He had people he'd consider calling 'friend', but they were organic as well. They had secret identities. They...
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There were very few opportunities to hack into the Watchtower's main frame. With Victor always connected to it, any signs of tampering would surely be discovered before Harper even had the chance to finish it. That's why she had to wait until Victor was running low on energy. With the need to recharge, he would disconnect from the server and assign another person to watch the monitors. Of course, whoever replaced him wouldn't be nearly as competent as he was.
It took almost two weeks before Victor had decided to go offline, leaving Green Arrow in charge of watching the monitors for any trouble. Ollie was an intelligent, though easily destructed man...but it didn't matter. Harper's Model 'Athena' shell was designed for an op like this. It possessed far less offensive capabilities and hull plating than the Val, but possessed intrusion software and the specialised processors needed to hack into a secure system like the Watchtower's database.
Only people directly linked into the system would be able to detect Athena's activity; and that was limited to both Cyborg and Harper. With her neural implant, she guided Athena through the hacking process. It took less than one minute before she was able to manipulate the system into showing a potential threat near Amnesty Bay...at the exact coordinates that Amanda Waller had sent to her.
Soon after, she directed Athena back in line (amidst the plethora of other designs), then casually strolled towards the control centre. She peeked her head around the corner, only to see Ollie why his wide eyes stuck to the screen.
"There a problem?" She asked, trying to sound as clueless as possible.
"Well, there's a big red flashing thing on the screen..." Ollie replied sarcastically. "That usually means something bad, right?"
Harper smirked, scooting Green Arrow over and zooming into the detected danger. A large outline of Amnesty Bay came into frame, and on the western outskirts was the flashing crimson light. Harper folded her arms and tapped her foot against the concrete ground as she rigged the system to relay the situation.
"Internet virus." Harper stated as a series of long and complicated words appeared on the screen. "Making people's electronic devices explode. Fifty people dead within a ten mile radius of the vicinity, twenty more injured."
As if on cue, Green Arrow began to fasten his quiver over his shoulder and grabbed his bow from the table. "I'd better get over there then."
"No. Not you." She replied so quickly that it was almost insulting...scratch that. It was insulting. "That virus will keep spreading, whether you capture whoever's responsible or not. The only way to stop it is to break into an encrypted server at the location the readings are emanating from. We need Victor to go. He's the only one that could hack something that advanced."
Ollie's posture immediately slumped at this news. He had been itching to get out and do something all day. "That's suspiciously specific. Can't you shut it down yourself? You're always saying that you're just as smart as Vic."
