The Pride of Echelon 3

The Composer

"No!!! No no no no! What the hell do you mean it already went off?!" Yelled the now furious  Scarecrow to her subordinates. "I never gave the order nor did I give the permission to execute such directives! Who gave you permission to then, if it wasn't me!?"

"But it was from you, ma'am. You're telling us that is wasnt from you? We received a code that was under your jurisdiction with your service tag and everything... Albiet, it was an older code of yours but it still checked out in the end."

"An older code?! What do you mean an older code?!" Yelled Scarecrow, as she slammed her fist on the wall with might, her comrades slowly backing away from feeling her wrath. "So you accepted an older so called 'code' of mine without confirming that I did in fact send it? Do you have any idea what you have just done?!"

The Sangvis Doll didn't say a word, nor look in the direction of her superior. "I am sorry, miss... I-I was just doing my job and-"

"Oh- of course you're sorry! The entirity of this operation is now in jeopardy because of your reckless action! Now get out of my sight, you creatine!" Shouted Scarecrow as she shooed the peon away.

Scarecrow stood silently in the hallway, trying to process everything that is rolling in her head as the room spins around.

"I can't believe this... This cannot be happening..." Scarecrow mumbled, stumbling down the dark corridor. The ringleader floundered down the empty hall as she continued on the her path to no where. Thinking of all the alternative ways her plan can go wrong, and how her own superiors will tear her limb from limb. She trembled at the mere thought of what could come from her grunts mistakes.

"She... She's going to kill me. I'm not going to last much longer... This is disastrous."

Scarecrow stumbled into her control room that had monitors covering almost every inch of the wall in front of her. The monitors displayed a live video feed from certain locations and regions around the area. One monitor showed the outside of the underground bunker with several guards at their posts, while other monitors showed various landscapes throughout the land. Scarecrow got out her intel pad from a large stack of papers and starting tapping away, opening and closing every tab that displayed on the device.

"Let's see... No, no I didn't send that code at all. I wasn't anywhere near my station to even send a code out to them... The algorithm is all the same but... And she was right, the code is one that I have used before... C-could it be? No... No I'm going crazy, it couldn't be-"

Her train of thought was broken up, as knocking could be heard coming from the other side of the door. Growing louder and louder as each second passes, stopping any further progress of thinking to a screeching halt.

*knock Knock KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK*

Scarecrow went still as the knocking continued and spooked the life out of her body. But before saying anything she quickly hid the pad with her precious intel  under piles and piles of documents.

"W-Who's there?" She asked, raising her drones to life and arming them, their once green lights now turned dark red. "I am not in the damn mood for any of this today... So hurry up and identity yourself this instant!"

"It's just me,Archie. You remember me, right?" Said a voice that Scarecrow assumes was one of her ring leader friends, Architect.