Part 8
Danny Sleet sat before the blank screen of his computer. Though he appeared to be staring vacantly at the monitor, his mind was swarming with thoughts, questions and the search for answers. Entwining his fingers, he leaned forwards in his chair and braced his elbows upon the desk. Around him the commotion of constant reports being voiced across the room continued. Using multiple radio frequencies, S.O. agents monitored the situation. News of the chaos caused by Santos gaining control of all orbiting satellites continued to arrive.
In an act intended to do nothing more than demonstrate the extent of his power, Santos had accessed and possessed control of four power stations across England. One by one he cut the power to large cities and towns, the result of which was a wave of panic. Not only did all homes lose power, but so did shops, businesses, health care facilities and traffic signals. Tripped alarms hollered throughout the country. Other buildings became defenceless against intrusion. As panic grew, people took to the streets. A desperate search for answers turned into opportunistic looting and subsequent violence. It was a clear fact the situation was escalating seriously out of control.
As the report of a road collision between an articulated lorry and a fuel tanker reached headquarters, Danny swiped his hand angrily across his desk, knocking a can of orange soda across the room and onto the floor. Amber liquid bubbled from the metallic container. Danny rose to his feet abruptly. Only a handful of agents noticed his explosion. The situation was far too engrossing to take notice of petty, although understandable, outbursts. Mark Blithe, however, did notice.
"Dan," the general called as he crossed the room, noticing Danny's computer. "You've turned your system off?"
"Yeah… I don't care if that bastard has already accessed our database and downloaded the mainframe's hard drive, he can't just waltz in whenever he likes. I powered down certain branches of our network and severed the live links. I doubt even the most advanced security protocols and firewalls would stop that machine.
"It took everything?"
Danny squeezed the bridge of his nose. "It swept through us like wildfire."
"Not quite," said a voice from behind them. Mark and Danny turned to see Samuel approach.
"Explain," Mark ordered.
"While reading through Hawthorn's papers I managed to gain an understanding of his thought process regarding the way he designed his computer. He has devised a form of artificial intelligence comparable to areas in which NASA is only now starting to work. Knowing the capabilities of that computer, I feared if this super computer went live it could be used to access all governmental systems. Mark, we are talking Ninth Generation!"
Mark's eyes sparked with annoyance. "If you knew that why didn't you say something? You could have warned us this computer was capable of hacking into M.I. fucking 5."
Samuel didn't so much as flicker an eyelid at Mark's outburst. "With respect, Mark, I had an idea and was working on borrowed time in order to get it ready for the possibility of this very event."
Narrowing his eyes, Mark asked, "What did you do?"
The scientist grinned. "I modified the black hole virus."
"In what way?" asked Danny with interest.
"I attached the sequence to a particular string of data I was sure would be… of interest…"
"Which was?"
Samuel paused, knowing again Mark wasn't going to like what he was about to say. "I attached it to the M.I.5, Special Operations, agent placement files within the Middle East." Knowing the current situation in that part of the world, Samuel was positive it would be an area of highly desirable information and the type unscrupulous individuals would pay a great deal of money for.
"In the Middle East files? Sam, there's data on diplomats, agents, terrorists… there's enough information in that to start several more wars." Mark turned away. His face twisted into a deep frown and he pushed both hands through his short hair. He wasn't angry at Samuel's actions; he knew Sam's logic made sense. Turning back, Mark said, "I just wish you would have informed me before hand."
"Like I said, Mark, time was of the essence. I'm sorry, but I don't regret what I've done."
"Hmm… I'm only wondering how I'm going to explain this to the P.M." Mark knew there was no way he could keep this information to himself.
"Sir…"
Mark turned to a soldier dressed in full uniform. He saluted the general. "Sir, we've just received radio contact from 42nd squadron in Liverpool. Northbound Nuclear Power Plant is reporting an outside intrusion into their system, reduction in energy and dangerous fluctuations in the reactors."
"Holy sh… this goes from bad to worse. I'll talk with them." Mark pointed at Samuel. "You come with me and tell me what your black hole virus will do. It can't be Casper."
"More a family member actually." Samuel followed Mark. "I figured the computer is too smart not to recognise this virus so I tweaked it a little. I've programmed it to initiate the deactivation and subsequent breakdown of all S.O. data after opening the Middle East files."
"Care to elaborate?"
Samuel grinned with self-satisfaction. "Sure."
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Heavy droplets of rain pelted down without mercy. It seemed the heavens had opened over the Sierra Leone mountains and a rainstorm to rival Noah's flood ensued. Saturated and cold, despite the warm air, Addison, Skyler and Hiji stood at the foot of the shortest part of a mountain which stretched out for miles on either side of them. The area Hiji had led them to was no more than fifty feet high. Addison looked up at the immense structure before her. She was unable to see any further than the heavy storm clouds which hung low over them. "I take it we have to climb, right?"
"This is the shortest route over the mountains. You will see a valley below. You cannot miss the building. It is grey brick."
Addison blinked as rivulets of water trailed down her forehead and through her eyebrows. She wiped away the rain and looked at Skyler. The blonde doctor was still gazing up at the mountain. "Sky, I recall reading in your encyclopaedia of accomplishments that you've done a spot of rock climbing before."
Skyler graced Addison with a faux indignant glare. "I can hold my own. Looking up at this isn't helping with my confidence in that area though."
"You'll be okay?" Addison nodded... she knew Skyler. "You'll be okay."
Skyler smiled as rainwater dripped from her chin. "I'm sure as hell not turning back now!"
Reaching out, Addison ran her hand over the stone. Her fingers slipped effortlessly over its surface. She knew this climb wasn't going to be easy. She certainly hadn't brought the proper gear with her for such an event. Thankfully the mountain wasn't vertical enough for the risk of slipping and falling to be a major problem. Addison wiped her hand over her face once again. She despaired at the fact that if it wasn't sweat she was removing it was rainwater. At that particular moment the agent longed to be both warm, dry and a very long way from her current location. Addison shook her head furiously and rainwater sprang from the weighty tendrils of her hair. "For God's sake, doesn't this shit ever stop?" Addison looked into the sky.
"We have much rainfall," Hiji replied.
"No kidding."
Skyler approached the foot of the mountain and took a step up onto the rocks. Luckily the soles of her boots had plenty of grip. Her eyes examined a possible route up the mountains until it disappeared into grey cloud. "Addison, we better get going."
"Yes." The agent turned to address Hiji. A moment of leniency overcame her. "Listen, Hiji, you've taken us far enough. If it's just over this mountain then I'm sure we can complete the journey on our own." She pulled several folded notes out of her pocket. "They're a little wet, but once dry…"
Hiji accepted the money, but he appeared confused. "You don't want me to go further?"
"With this weather… and that footwear," Addison nodded down to Hiji's well-worn flip-flops. "It's safer, I think"
"You will be okay?"
If Addison wasn't misjudging Hiji she was positive she detected a hint of concern in his voice. "Sure, we'll be fine." She shook the bearded man's hand. "Cheers, Hiji." The African looked upon her in confusion. "Thank you," she translated.
"Thank you… yes… okay." Hiji took a backwards step away from Addison. He appeared to consider a line of thought before saying, "Look out for eyes in the mountains."
"Eyes?" Addison asked, wondering if Hiji was giving her a legitimate warning. It seemed he weighed the thought over in his head before deciding to say something.
"Deadly eyes." Hiji blinked through the relentless downpour of rain. Tiny droplets hung from his eyelashes.
Presuming Hiji was talking of the guards around the compound, Addison nodded. Although Hiji appeared sincere, Addison didn't know if he was telling the truth. Unsure of how much she should trust him and not wanting to waste any more time with further questioning, she nodded. "Right… thanks, Hiji." With a final nod of acknowledgement, Addison turned to Skyler who was another three steps up the rocks. "How is it, Sky?" Addison asked in a voiced slightly raised due to the hammering rain.
Skyler held up one hand. "The rubber grips on our gloves provide extra support while gripping the stone. I estimate we'll make it up there in around forty-five minutes considering this weather."
"Can you believe this?" Addison began to ascend the mountain, following Skyler. "And I thought England was a soggy country!"
Skyler passed her forearm over her face to remove excess water. She was very glad she had chosen to put back her shoulder length locks before leaving; it would have been unmanageable by now. Reaching out, Skyler's gloved fingers located another small ledge and she gripped the stone as her feet took another step. Ahead she could see the mountain's gradient lessen enough for them to climb further without reliance arm strength. "Addison," she called.
"Yes?" Addison followed Skyler, copying every step and hand placement.
"I was thinking."
"Sky, that's hardly news. I'd be more surprised if you said you weren't thinking!"
"You are such a smart ass… will you let me finish?" The doctor thought for a moment. "Where was I? Oh yes… Addison, what do you intend on doing with Hawthorn and Santos?"
That question had surprised Addison. That wasn't something she had even considered. It was always the same… one of two things would happen. Either the bad guys would give up and come quietly or it would be a fight to the end. "Whatever I have to, Sky. I generally play it by ear, but I will say this… they're both on my list for a good arse kicking!" Addison found she was able to continue up the mountain without using her hands and she straightened her stance. "Why do you ask?"
"I was just wondering." Skyler was silent for several seconds before she elaborated further. "I have a feeling if Hawthorn surrenders some high ranking body, maybe even the Director General of M.I.5 herself will try and get Hawthorn to work for us."
"That wouldn't surprise me," Addison grumbled. Although she could understand the motivation behind such an act, Addison maintained she wouldn't trust Phoenix Hawthorn as far as she could spit.
Addison looked into the sky. Although there were still too many clouds to see the vast blue beyond, she could see the end of the storm was approaching. Naturally the agent hoped the sun would soon make its presence known before darkness overcame them. She was getting sick and tired of walking around in wet clothes. The last time Addison remembered feeling this uncomfortable she was stuck in the Arctic, so cold she was adamant her nipples would drop off due to frostbite. At least that was what she told Samuel, much to his chagrin.
"The rain's slowing," Skyler shouted.
"About shagging time," replied Addison.
Skyler looked down at the agent. Addison was close behind her. "We should have packed waterproofs."
"Believe me," Addison assured her. "That's now on my list of essential items, even if I end up in the Sahara!"
"Don't you think that's a bit much?"
"You say that now," Addison deadpanned. "But protection against tripping into an oasis pool or camel spit is essential!"
Skyler rolled her eyes. "Sure."
Although the rain didn't stop, it eased to a lighter shower. Visibility cleared somewhat as the thicker clouds gave way to lighter mists. For the first time Skyler was able to see the summit of the area of mountain she and Addison were climbing. They had already scaled thirty feet of the edifice and Skyler estimated they had less than halfway to go. The remainder, however, was steeper and required extra care and concentration. Skyler was thankful for the gloves S.O. provided. Although they weren't necessarily for rock, climbing the rubber tips upon each finger did allow for an adequate grip on the wet stone. With the added weight of their weapons, extra grip was well appreciated.
"I hate the rain," Addison mumbled to herself. "Hey, Sky,"
"Yeah?"
"It'll be getting dark soon. I want to reach the top while there's still enough light to get a clear look at the complex."
"Almost there," Skyler replied. They had entered the misty clouds and the temperature dropped enough for both women to feel a definite chill. Their saturated clothing didn't help. Suddenly, Skyler sneezed. "I tell you what… if I catch a cold because of this, Hawthorn and Santos are in for an extra round of ass kicking."
Addison grinned. "That I'll have to watch!"
"Yep," Skyler muttered to herself. "I'll sneeze on them first… catch them by surprise and probably blur their vision with my viscous nasal fluid! After that I'll stick them in a cold shower, buck naked for about six hours before kicking their sorry asses up one end of the mountain and down the other."
Addison chuckled to herself. "Don't forget to stick them in a room full of snakes and spiders."
"Hell yes… not poisonous though, just big, fat ones who like to bite a lot." Thoroughly engrossed in her ramble of revenge, Skyler was half surprised to find herself reach the summit. "Yes," she exclaimed in relief as the rocky pathway evened out before her. The rain seemed to cease, but a fine mist lingered within the muggy air.
"This is better." Addison walked beside Skyler upon the uneven rocky ground. Their trek lasted just over half a mile in the light sheen of mist until they approached the valley below. Visibility was poor and Addison knew they would need to descend a little way further down the mountain before they could see into the valley. Luckily the incline wasn't too much to force the need to manoeuvre down the rocky surface backwards.
With carefully placed footings, Addison and Skyler began making their way into the valley. "Sky," the agent said with caution. "Keep on the look out for…" the words died on her lips.
"What… Addison, what it is?"
"Shit."
"What?" Skyler looked in Addison's line of sight and saw what the agent had spotted. It looked like a camera, but closer inspection proved it to be a close proximity motion sensor. "Oh crap."
"Yeah." Addison took a step backwards. "Follow me. There's something on that thing which looks suspicious." Skyler followed Addison as she approached the sensor bolted into the surface of the mountain. Addison made certain she stayed out of the sensor's range and moved behind the device as much as possible. Skyler walked behind Addison, following in her footsteps.
Reaching the sensor, Addison crouched down behind it. The devise held its own power source and worked on a satellite link to the compound below. It was twice the size of an average security camera and Addison noticed something remarkably unique. "Look at this." She pointed to a rectangular box under the sensor's lens. Upon that was something similar, but smaller in comparison to that of a peephole on a front door. "It's a laser. It's a goddamned laser! These things can slice you open at a hundred paces!"
"Can we deactivate it?"
"Yes, but I don't want them to know we're here yet and I'm sure if we did that it would trip their system." Addison studied the camera in thought.
Skyler herself considered the possibilities. "We could find a way to cut the laser inside…"
"…So it still thinks it's firing upon any movement, but really doesn't," Addison finished for her.
Skyler grinned. "Great minds think alike."
"Coming from you, Sky, I take that as a compliment!" Addison was surprised to see Skyler blush. She smiled and pulled a small penknife from her pocket. Using the edge of its blade, Addison prised open the side panel of the laser. Inside were a complex circuit board and several unidentifiable parts. "Sky, have you seen anything like this before?"
Skyler studied the laser's internal system. "Never, but then again I'm not all that well versed with laser weapons." Using a basic stream of logic, Skyler attempted to understand the mechanism. She pointed inside the box of circuitry. "I think if we…" A spark erupted from within, shocking Skyler. "Ouch, damn it. Mental note, don't touch… don't touch!"
Addison chuckled. "Are you okay?"
"Is my hair standing on end?"
"Um… no."
"Then I'll live." Skyler smiled. "As I was going to say, if we cut this wire here it should disconnect the laser's ability to fire without actually cutting its power."
The agent nodded. "Well that's what we want, but look at this. There are two wires and if we cut this one instead…"
"We won't run the risk of creating a feedback of displaced energy."
"Exactly."
"We are so good!" Skyler nodded in approval. "Well get to it then. I've already had one shock this evening so it's your turn."
"Gee, Skyler, thanks." Winking, Addison placed the blade of her knife upon the red insulated wire. With a rapid swipe she slid through the thin strip. Another spark of energy flew from the box. "One down, God knows how many left."
"You think there's more?"
Addison inspected the laser range. "This will fire up to about forty yards. It's not that powerful, but I'm thinking that's because this is by no means the only item of outside security."
"Judging by the direction of this motion sensor I'd say in all probability they're diagonally placed around the main building."
"So possibly four, but it could be eight depending on how far down the valley is." Addison hoped to be out of the mist soon. The sun was dipping in the sky and darkness was encroaching upon their daylight. That would only serve to make the lasers even harder to spot. In curiosity, Addison picked up a small pebble and threw it down before the motion sensor. The devise moved a fraction to the left, but the only evidence it had tried to fire was a low buzz from within.
"Bingo!"
"Great." Addison rose. "Okay, now we walk across in a horizontal heading until we find the next one." They moved cautiously over the mountain. Along their route, Addison picked up more stray stones. She began throwing them ahead of their position, her aim at a horizontal direction. As the third rock left her hand and sailed through the air a laser beam appeared out of nowhere. It sliced the stone in two.
"Oh my god." Skyler stopped moving. "Where is it?"
Addison crouched, squinting in the mist. She barely identified the sensor's outline. "It's okay, I see it… just. Follow me." Addison approached it from behind. She felt a heightened level of caution after seeing the laser at work and because of this she moved with added care. Repeating her earlier actions, Addison removed the laser's side panel. What she found surprised her.
"Would you look at that?" Skyler exclaimed. "It's different from the last one. Do you think they did that on purpose in the event of tampering?"
"Probably, but look… although the wires are different colours and the circuit board is designed a different way, logically it is still the same."
"Which means it's this wire." Skyler pointed to the thin green insulation.
"Yep."
"Okay… so…"
"Your turn." Addison grinned.
"Hey, experience proves you're far better messing around inside these things than me."
Addison arched her brows. "If you had a near drowning accident in a pool would it make you want to keep away from the water?"
"Well no, but if you stick your finger in a flame and get burned you don't do it again, do you?"
The agent glared at Skyler. "I'm not going to win, am I? You have an answer for everything. You think I'd have learned that by now." Without another word, Addison sliced through the green wire. "J.D."
"J.D.?"
"Job done." Addison picked up another handful of stones and pebbles. "Let's keep moving before it gets way too dark here."
Continuing down the mountain both women threw stones out ahead of them until they emerged from the mist and clouds. They hadn't detected any more sensors on this side of the mountain. They did, however, receive their first glimpse of the compound. It was a large, circular structure that reached back up into the mist and clouds. The grey stone building was wide at over forty feet in radius, but what was most peculiar was the fact no doors or windows were visible anywhere around the compound.
"What on earth do you make of this?" Skyler asked.
They began to move around Xander's compound, but Addison stopped, holding out her arm to halt Skyler's movements. "Look." She pointed down to deliberately placed metal rods in the ground. They were no more than an inch and a half above its surface. There was another row of rectangular metal rods around the base of the compound.
"What are they?"
"If I'm not mistaken…" Addison pulled out a small torch, no bigger than the palm of her hand. She turned it on, producing a wide, white beam. It was a luminosity especially designed to highlight what Samuel called 'Invisibeams'. Addison shone it upon the area of ground between the rods. It highlighted a network of blue lighting spanning all the way around the circular building like a spider's web. "Well that's interesting!"
"Could we disrupt the beams with a mirror?" Skyler asked and then slapped her head. "Not unless we have about thirty of them!"
"I have an idea."
"Which is?"
"Can you walk on your hands?"
"Can I? …" Skyler gave Addison a curious look. "Stand yes… walk no. What… oh no…"
"Obviously these gaps between the between the beams are too small to attempt stepping into, but due to the position of the beams… I'd say I could make it through there."
"On your hands?"
Addison removed her submachine guns and rifle, placing them on the ground. "Right now neither one of us has a better idea and by my guess I'd say that thing there…" She pointed to a larger metal box screwed into the circular wall. "That must be the source of these beams and I'd say we need to disconnect them to be able to get to the wall."
Skyler nodded. "By the look of it they work on reflective junctions." She frowned and took Addison's torch, stepping closer. "Um…Addison? These aren't beams of light."
"What do you mean?"
"They're lasers… Look."
Addison took a closer look, holding her hand above the beams. She felt the heat emanating from below. "I think you're right! Buggering hell, how did I miss that?"
"Addison you can't try and walk between them on your hands now. One false move and …" Skyler swiped her finger across her wrist.
The agent wrapped a khaki bandanna around her head, and then secured all pockets. "Oh you just watch me! I appreciate your concern, Sky, but you know damn well this won't stop me." Addison flipped over onto her hands. Skyler suddenly found herself staring at Addison's boots and she looked down towards her face.
"Why don't you just take your boots off?" Skyler questioned.
"Because I have flexibility in my hands and wrists that I don't have in my feet."
Skyler nodded in understanding, although she still thought the agent was insane. "Just remember… imagine you have a steel bar running through your body… keeping you upright."
"Will do." She opened her mouth as Skyler placed the torch between her lips. Using her teeth and tongue, Addison directed the white beam of light towards the ground. She watched a small portion of the unseen lasers become visible. Taking a calming breath, Addison slid her first hand through the beams and onto the ground. She could feel her heart beating wildly in her chest. Not wanting to know what would happen if she tripped just one of the laser sensors, Addison moved slowly and with caution. She could sense Skyler watching her anxiously, but centred her focus on the beams just beneath her.
One at a time, Addison lifted a hand and wound it around and under the lasers before placing it back upon the cold, hard ground. It was slow moving, but Addison soon found herself reaching the centre building. Her arms trembled and she stuck her foot out quickly, to make contact with the brick wall. Her first attempt failed and Addison momentarily lost her balance. She veered to the side and moved quickly to regain her equilibrium. Unfortunately the momentary loss of balance caused her to make a slight contact with the laser. Addison hissed in pain.
"Addison…!"
"It's okay, I didn't sever the beam," Addison assured Skyler. She looked down at the slash on the side of her wrist. Her flesh was cut and the wound cauterised at the same time. The scent of charred flesh drifted to her nose. Paying little heed, Addison rested her feet against the compound's wall. She could feel the blood pounding in her head, creating an escalating pressure.
"This is so absolutely the opposite of fun!" From her awkward position, Addison removed the penknife from between her belt loops. She relied on the wall for balance as she studied the panel. Two screws were holding it in place and Addison removed them gently, placing each one in her mouth once eliminated. She slid the panel across and gained entry. "Thank god," Addison muttered.
"What was that?" Skyler called out to her.
"This should do the trick." Addison removed another screw from inside. Although nothing appeared to happen, when she shone her torch light around she saw no blue lasers. With a sigh of relief, Addison let her feet fall to the ground and instantly repositioned her stance. The decrease of pressure from her head was a welcome relief.
"Is it okay to approach?" Skyler picked up Addison's weapons.
"Hold on." Addison shone the white light over the ground. Half the beams had been deactivated. "There must be another panel on the other side, but this area is clear." Addison continued to shine the torch over the ground as Skyler approached. Once beside Addison, both women looked up into the misty darkness.
"So…"
"So," Addison repeated. "Step three...It seems the only entrance is from above and that means now we have to get up there! Any ideas?"
Skyler grinned. "Of course!"
Chapter 31
"Zavren?" Alexander rolled his chair away from the main console and multi-screen construction of monitors in the centre of the room. Still seated, he swung his chair around to the opposite side of the console where his right hand man was reading through the classified files they'd taken from M.I.5. Little did Phoenix realise Xander hadn't hired Zavren just for his sadistic temperament. The Egyptian was a highly trained computer technician and had been studying Hawthorn's work, aware that as soon as the super computer was built, Santos would take over its control.
Xander looked up at the screen Zavren was working on. "We don't have time for this at the moment. We need to secure our defences by taking away theirs."
"Something you might be interested in," the Egyptian began. "Inspectors Black and Tidwell… it was a cover. They were actually agents working for M.I.5."
Santos stepped closer, staring at the lower middle screen. "Well, well, well. I suppose they did appear smarter than your average bobby, especially Tidwell." Xander smirked. "I wonder if British Intelligence, a contradiction in terms, are aware I killed two of their agents?" He pondered that thought for a brief second. "Excellent. This just gets better and better."
"There's a lot of data we could use," Zavren remarked. "Apart from one file the computer refuses to open."
"What do you mean 'refuses to open'?" Xander studied the fourth monitor as Zavren brought the file to screen. "Let me have a look." He attempted to access the file using his override security code. Still the file didn't open.
Zavren offered an explanation saying, "The computer says the file is harmful."
"I know the Middle East is the centre of a precarious situation, but this is ridiculous." Xander tried once again. On his third attempt both he and Zavren were surprised by an unexpected voice...
"This file contains potentially harmful data… your request for admittance is denied."
The men looked at each other in surprised confusion. The computerised, female voice certainly wasn't a known aspect of its programming. "Phoenix assured me there were no more surprises. What the hell is this?"
"Boss…" Zavren pointed to a small dialog box that appeared in the bottom right hand monitor. "What is this?"
"I have no idea. Damn Phoenix; if he weren't already dead I'd kill him again." Spurred by curiosity, Xander typed in a question. "Why is this file potentially harmful?"
"The file you request contains damaging data streams. My internal processors have identified it as a Black Hole virus. Until I have removed the harmful codes… your request for admittance is denied."
Xander stared quietly at the panel of monitors. "Zavren, were you aware this thing spoke?"
"No, Boss."
Xander's mind swarmed with a multitude of questions. Suddenly the computer, of which he had complete control, was communicating back with him freely. Instead of feeling a degree of caution, Xander found the notion thrilling. Leaning forwards he typed in another question. "Do you have a microphone for two-way vocal communication?"
"You may activate this function using the top right hand button on the primary control panel."
Santos walked back to his side of the consol and depressed the button in question. He hesitated briefly before speaking. "Computer, do you… do you hear me?"
"Yes, Alexander."
Slightly disturbed to realise the computer knew his name, Santos asked, "Computer, how do you know who I am?"
"When you used your access code you revealed your identity. My internal scans prove you are Alexander Santos. However, I am not sensing my creator Phoenix Hawthorn."
"Ah… he stepped out for a while. He'll be back." Xander had no idea why he lied to the computer, but it felt safer than admitting the truth. When no response came forth, Xander decided it was probably wise to continue his work. "Computer, do we have possession of every orbiting satellite?"
"No."
"No?" Xander waited for the computer to elaborate.
"Do you wish me to take control of the two remaining satellites, Alexander? They are officially considered abandoned."
Xander shrugged and said, "Well if they are abandoned there's no point in…"
"I now have control of the satellites," the computer interrupted. "Hmm… interesting."
"You… I said… what's interesting?"
"Nexus Tornado, an abandoned weather satellite. I'm detecting powerful optical hardware used in spy satellites. I believe the Nexus Tornado is in fact a spy satellite. Would you like to view its capabilities, Alexander?"
"Um…" Xander looked towards Zavren who had fallen silent since the computer began to vocally communicate. The Egyptian man seemed confused and concerned. Again Xander could only shrug, "Sure."
"I shall create a direct television link to your primary view screen." The screen in question flickered and the picture changed from its current news channel to a bird's eye view of the Sierra Leone mountains.
Xander stepped closer, placing his hand in his top pocket and pulling out a cigar. "How close can you focus in?" he asked. Instantly, upon his request, a red square moved across the screen. It paused over a particular grid position and then enlarged that image. This process was repeated until Xander was able to see the cylindrical structure of his compound. It looked very much like a large chimney reaching out from the ground. At the top of the compound was the helicopter he and Phoenix had used to transport themselves into the building. What caught Xander's eye, however, was unexpected movement to the left of the compound. "Computer, what is that to the left?"
Zeroing in on Xander's finding the computer said, "It appears we have possible intruders."
Santos pulled the smoking cigar from his lips. "Who is that?" He squinted as the image of two familiar women was magnified on screen. Xander nearly dropped his cigar and Zavren rose to his feet. "That's impossible… we trapped them in that temple." Xander looked at Zavren. "You did it… you saw them inside the temple." Zavren nodded in silent disbelief. "How is that possible?"
"According to the files taken from M.I.5, Agent Addison Black is a highly trained, resourceful woman. Captain Black of the Royal Marines… Soldier in the S.A.S. and Special Operative for M.I.5… partnered with their latest acquisition, Doctor Skyler Tidwell, a PhD in Archaeology, Sociology, Anthropology and Environmental Economics. A formidable and ingenious pairing."
Xander watched the screen as he saw Skyler pull something unrecognisable from her backpack. She handed it to Addison and the agent aimed it towards the compound's roof. She appeared to activate a trigger that released a grappling hook attached to a length of Para cord. It sailed towards the roof railings that surrounded the helipad. "Computer…" Xander took one final pull on his cigar before stubbing it out on the palm of his hand. "I want them dead."
"My sensors indicate you have eight armed guards on the top floor of this building, fifteen on the second, twenty on the third, a laser array on the fourth, another twenty three men on the fifth and sixth and a rotating laser column on the bottom floor. The probability of breeching my inner sanctum is one point five percent. I shall, however, monitor their progress until elimination."
"That's good." Licking his lips anxiously, Xander strolled back to the primary console. He sat down, placing his hands behind his head. "Computer, how many commands can you carry out at one time?"
"I have infinite capabilities."
An immoral smile spread across Xander's lips. "Computer… create an audio visual link with M.I.5's Special Operations… shut down all electrical power to the following regions in the United Kingdom… Manchester, Northumberland, Birmingham, Cardiff and … hmm… let's go for the popular holiday destinations of Devon and Cornwall. I would like you to access every major banking facility across the country and transfer half a million pounds from each. Deposit it in my Swiss Bank account… you, of course, have the details." Xander tapped the tips of his fingers together. "I want you to locate all surface missiles and give me control of the firing sequences and… and start messing with the traffic lights in Central London will you? I want to see how many fatalities we can cause in a ten minute time frame." Xander sat back with morbid satisfaction.
"Boss?" Zavren called from the opposite side of the monitor panel.
"Hmm?" Xander pushed his chair away from the console and rolled it sideways until he could see Zavren. "What is it?"
"What are your demands?"
"My demands?"
"When you next communicate with M.I.5."
Xander spun slowly in his chair. "Zavren, what can they give me I can't already take? Right now it's all about power."
Zavren hesitated before asking, "Boss, is this wise?"
Xander's stare turned cold. "Zavren, my man, that was a question you should have just asked yourself." He took the revolver from the waistband of his trousers and fired one shot into Zavren's chest. The force knocked him backwards and he flew from the chair to the floor. Blood cascaded from his torso.
"More mess to clear up." Xander moved his attention from Zavren's bleeding corpse to the satellite image of Addison and Skyler. Night was fully upon them and the satellite had switched to night vision in order to compensate for the lack of natural light. Xander watched the green screen with curiosity. It was going to be entertaining to see how long these women lasted before they succumbed to his superior manpower and technology. "It's just like an episode of 'Fear Factor'," he muttered, suddenly wishing he had a container of popcorn.
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With both hands wrapped tightly around the taught Para cord, Addison took the lead in a precarious walk up the vertical surface of the compound. She moved cautiously but swiftly, wanting to reach the top so that she could assist Skyler in her ascent.
As she saw the moonlit glint of metal railings, Addison called down to Skyler, "Almost there, Sky." It was higher than she imagined and that notion did lend a margin of concern for Addison. Structurally the building held little in the way of defence. If its construction were nothing more than bricks and mortar, the pulse wave reaction from a controlled explosion nearby would be enough to breach the compound's defences.
Reaching the compound's roof, Addison flipped over, landing on her feet. She saw the outline of a large helicopter in the moonlight. Leaning back over the railings she called down to Skyler. "Okay, Sky, your turn. Wrap your hands around the Para cord and I'll help, okay?"
"Okay," came Skyler's distant reply.
Taking the strong cord, Addison braced her feet and adopted a sturdy position. She felt the cord pull as Skyler took possession and readied herself for ascension. "Ready?"
"Go for it," Skyler replied. While Addison pulled on the Para cord, Skyler walked up the compound tower. The doctor was surrounded by darkness and she felt an eerie shiver slither down her spine. Small sounds seemed to magnify, echoing as they bounced off the surrounding mountains. It was at that moment Skyler realized one very poignant fact… how much her life had changed. Never, during all her years of academic achievements, did Skyler see herself walking up a vertical wall with the intent of storming its barricades. Life certainly was full of unexpected surprises.
As she reached the structure's summit, Skyler could see an outline of Addison standing in front of the moonlight. "Well hello," she greeted. "That wasn't so hard!" She climbed onto the roof.
"Can we hope that was the hardest part?" Addison jested.
"That's about as likely as the possibility of you signing up for lessons in diplomacy."
Addison turned on her torch, shining it in Skyler's eyes. The doctor squinted in its beam. "That's the second indirect dig you've made against me. I'm very sensitive, you know."
"Uh huh." Skyler turned on her torch. She smiled and looked around the compound's roof. It was wide with metal railings around the edge. A white helicopter sat in its centre. Skyler made a mental note of its alphanumeric registration. She presumed it belonged to the L.L. Corporation and wondered if they yet had any idea what exactly their golden boy was up to. "Addison, look." Skyler directed her torch beam onto a trapdoor.
"Oh… a doorway!" Activating small torches upon her submachine guns, Addison approached the entrance to the compound. Kneeling down she placed her hand upon the solid metal and opened her senses to the vibrations within. She closed her eyes.
"Anything?"
Addison opened her eyes and nodded. "I'm guessing there's over five people in the floor below. This isn't one long room or chimney-like structure. There are many floors inside here."
Skyler readied her submachine gun. "Okay… so what's…"
Addison rose. "I'll take the lead and go in first. Once the first floor is clear you come down and cover the rear."
"So the usual formation." Skyler took a step closer to Addison as she inhaled deeply. For the first time she noticed the flutter of nervousness in her stomach. "Addison, are you as scared as I am?"
"Probably more so," Addison said bluntly but honestly. Her response did leave Skyler wondering why that would be the case. "Hey, Sky, a man goes to a costume party wearing nothing but a glass jar on his todger…"
"Oh here we go!"
"A young woman goes up to him in curiosity and asks what he came as. 'A fireman' he replies… 'Break the glass, pull my nob and see how fast I come'!"
Skyler snorted, mildly amused despite their situation. "Are you ready now?"
"Let's do it." Addison gripped the steel handle of the horizontal doorway. Counting to three with her fingers she pulled the metal trap open. Instantly a shower of bullets hailed through the opening. Addison and Skyler dove to the floor, taking cover. The agent rolled to her side, "I guess they knew we were coming!" she yelled over the fire.
Clutching her submachine gun with one hand, Skyler searched an inside pocket and pulled out a small capsule of Samuel's teargas creation. It wasn't as toxic as other commonly used gas. There were no negative effects to exposed skin surfaces or periods of nausea. The main effects caused by the gas were severe irritation to the eyes and respiratory tract, coughing, sneezing, an involuntary closing of the eye lids, rhinorrhea and lacrimation which Addison referred to as the 'tears and snot effect'.
Skyler showed the capsule to Addison and the agent nodded. Both women donned a pair of protective eye goggles before attaching a small nasal breathing device over the bridge of their noses. The breathing apparatus filtered the air, but it didn't cover the mouth so vocal communication was out of the question. When Addison gave thumbs up, indicating she was ready, Skyler threw the capsule into the building. The impact broke its outer container and an instant chemical reaction occurred, releasing gas into the air. They waited just fifteen seconds before Addison took action. Remembering to keep her lips sealed, the agent descended through the hatch and down wooden steps.
There weren't many men on this floor. Each one made a feeble attempt to attack while suffering the effects of the gas. Addison knocked several to the ground easily, finding she didn't need to fire upon the men who tried to resist. A few well placed punches and kicks incapacitated them in seconds.
From above, Skyler ran down the steps into the gas filled room. It held a blue tinted quality to the air, which made for easier vision for those with protective eyewear. Together with Addison, Skyler surveyed the room. It was large and circular, very much the size and shape of the living room in Addison's own home.
There was little in the way of furnishings for such a large room. Addison presumed it was probably some form of dining facility. There were several tables and chairs although no sign of plumbing. Skyler wondered how they stored food in such a place. Modern conveniences were so far undetected. The building was very basic and personal hygiene seemed of less importance. There was an odour in the air she didn't even want to identify.
As her perusal ventured further around the room, Skyler spotted something attached to the ceiling. Stepping over to Addison she tapped her shoulder. When Addison turned, Skyler pointed to a camera attached to the ceiling. Its wide peripheral vision made it possible for all areas of the circular room to be monitored.
Releasing her submachine gun so that it hung loosely by her waist, Addison pulled the revolver from her shoulder holster. She took several steps closer to the camera; her intention was to make certain she was seen clearly by its viewers. With a glare, Addison took aim and fired one bullet straight through the lens. Sparks erupted from the device as it shattered.
On the receiving end of the camera, Alexander glared resentfully at the fuzzy screen on which he had been watching Addison and Skyler. "Not bad," he muttered and switched to the next room's camera. "But you won't last long, ladies."
Back on the uppermost area of the compound, Skyler located the next floor level trapdoor. This would allow them access to the second room below. Still unable to speak, this indicated by the blue tint to the air, Skyler pointed to the trapdoor and then pulled another teargas capsule from her pocket. She pointed to herself, the capsule and then held up two fingers, indicating this was all she possessed... two teargas capsules.
Addison checked her inner pocket. She held up two fingers before pointing to herself and then the trapdoor. Skyler nodded in understanding. Kneeling down, Addison placed her hand upon the hatch. Again it was made from a solid metal. There were more people in the room below them, of that Addison was certain. Holding out both hands, Addison communicated there were at least ten people and then pointed upwards, indicating she presumed there to be more.
With a nod, Skyler knelt on the opposite side of the trapdoor. She held the teargas capsule ready as Addison took the floor level door and pulled it open. In an exact repeat of the previous events, a shower of bullets exploded through the doorway. Skyler rolled onto her side and swiftly threw the teargas capsule down through the hatch. Addison counted to ten and as the gunfire stopped and the sound of coughing ensued, she descended through the doorway.
Instantly, Addison became aware the room was partitioned. She landed in one of two half-circular rooms, finding nine struggling men who attempted to take her down. Not giving them a moment to react, Addison took action. She took down each man with a series of shots and devastating blows.
Skyler charged into the room. She noticed a doorway at either end of the partition. With her submachine gun ready she peered around the doorframe. There were four men within. Due to the partition, the gas had yet to fully seep into the room. Each man had wrapped material around his nose and mouth and was quickly reloading his weapon. The protection did nothing for their eyes, this Skyler knew they would soon discover.
"Here, here," shouted one of the men as he spotted Skyler. Before they could so much as turn in her direction, Skyler opened fire. She kept her finger upon the trigger, showering the men with bullets until the magazine was empty and none were left standing. Skyler jumped as she felt a hand upon her shoulder and turned to see Addison beside her. Concerned eyes looked upon her in worry. The agent arched her eyebrows in silent question. Skyler nodded, but didn't look back at the men she had just gunned down. It was either them or her and she knew that. Taking a deep breath through her nose, Skyler pointed her thumb over her shoulder and towards the trap door. Addison held up her own thumb in agreement and together they headed to the third floor-level doorway. Addison stopped as she noticed another camera. She pulled out her revolver and put another bullet through its lens. It shattered and fell to the ground.
This time it was Skyler who knelt down and placed her hand upon the surface of the trapdoor. She closed her eyes, opening her senses to try and 'feel' the presence of the inhabitants below. Skyler held up both hands, indicating ten people and then arched her eyebrows in question. Addison mimicked her actions and then shook her head. Skyler held up another five fingers. Addison pursed her lips and pointed higher once again. Skyler's eyes grew wider and she held up her thumb in sarcastic excitement.
Addison smirked and pulled out their penultimate capsule of teargas. She handed it to Skyler and grasped the trapdoor's handle. Using her fingers, she counted to three and then pulled the door open. The gunfire she expected didn't come. Confused, Skyler looked down into the room below. She was pulled away just in time as the bullets showered through the hatch. Skyler gave an apologetic look to Addison and then threw the capsule down below. Within seconds the blue tinted air filled the room. After reloading both submachine guns, Addison charged forth, guns blazing. She fired until both weapons were empty and then drew forth two pistols. Again the room was partitioned and Skyler followed her down, taking the second area and eliminating the threat.
Suddenly, from behind, Skyler felt a pair of arms encompass her torso, restraining and tight. She struggled, trying to fight against the restriction, but she was held fast. As one hand ventured higher and attempted to remove the compact breathing apparatus from her nose, Skyler knew she needed to act. Pushing backwards, she rammed the body behind her into the brick wall. She felt the man slacken just enough to taken his arm and throw him over her shoulder. As he hit the ground Addison was there to render him unconscious with a sharp thrust to the head.
The doctor rolled her eyes and wished she could open her mouth to speak. Addison adjusted the goggles upon her nose and winked. Skyler pointed to another camera. With a nod, Addison held out her hand, indicating Skyler was to have this pleasure. The doctor thanked Addison in genuine sign language. She looked around the room and located a wooden broom. Taking the cleaning implement, Skyler swung with accuracy. The brush head collided with the camera in perfect precision. It hung limply from the wall, devastated.
"Hmm…" Addison clapped her hands and then held up both thumbs.
Skyler bowed. She reloaded her submachine gun and followed Addison to the next trapdoor.
Within the main control room, Xander's hands gripped the armrest of his leather chair. He stared angrily at the static screen. "Computer, they've made it down three levels now." His tone was clipped with restrained annoyance.
"Your physiological frailty will always be your fatal flaw," the computer replied. "I, on the other hand, have no such drawback. They will not make it past the next level."
Addison knelt beside the trapdoor. She frowned, unable to sense any presence in the floor below. Giving Skyler a curious glance, she pulled open the hatch. What she found was far worse than a room full of armed gunmen. Built into the wall and running all the way around it, halfway between floor and ceiling was a unique laser array. It projected a convex-like laser beam through the centre of the room, which separated the floor and ceiling. There were no steps into this room. Shit, she thought.
Closing the hatch from which they had previously entered, Skyler pulled a translucent capsule from her pocket and showed it to Addison. It was an air purification capsule and once broken the chemical reaction it created would cleanse the air. However, the agent looked upon Skyler with curiosity as she threw it against the wall, smashing the capsule shell. Within thirty seconds the blue tinted air had cleared.
Mimicking Skyler, Addison slipped the device from her nose and repositioned her protective eyewear, placing them upon her forehead. "What the hell is that?"
"Sam thought it was best to devise a substance that could reverse the chemical reactions and effects of his teargas."
"And he never thought to update me with the new equipment?"
"There was a lot happening when you arrived at H.Q. At least I remembered to swipe two before we left."
"I guess," Addison replied. She recognised the scent of blood, it was heavy in the air. She kept her focus on only two points, Skyler and the room below. "How many floors do you think there are?"
"Judging by the distance climbing this tower and the size of each room… if they continue to be the same dimension there's probably going to be seven."
"So this next one is halfway."
With a nod, Skyler said, "Yeah and each level becomes more difficult." She studied the laser below. "This is different."
"Any ideas?"
Taking a discarded handgun from the ground, Skyler dropped it through the hatch. It fell swiftly, but on reaching the laser's sheen, it connected with a projection of colourful sparks and sailed back into the air. Skyler moved just in time as it flew back towards her and Addison caught the projectile weapon. "Ah…shit!" She dropped it to the floor. "That's bloody hot! It was like the damned thing just bounded!"
Skyler looked on in awe. "That's ingenious."
"That's bollocks!" Pulling out her pistol, Addison fired several rounds at the laser reflection system. The bullets bounded off the wall, causing no damage whatsoever. Addison was stunned.
"Your attempts to breech my defences will fail."
Addison looked swiftly at Skyler. "Please tell me you just threw your voice?"
"Um…no."
"Agents Addison Black and Skyler Tidwell, I am aware of your presence and I know who you are. To continue on this path is suicide. It is my logical opinion you are both smarter than that. May I suggest you turn back now?"
Skyler was amazed. "I'd ask if you threw your voice, but you don't speak with such politeness."
"That's the computer, isn't it? The cocky sod."
"Yes… and Addison, by the manner in which it's claiming to know us, it's safe to say it's gone live and has already accessed governmental M.I.5 files."
"Bloody hell, Sky, Lord knows what's happening out there. We've got to shut this thing down now. Our best bet might be to access and shut down the power source." Addison reached for her Diemaco rifle. She loaded a single round of Samuel's ammunition.
Skyler fiddled with the goggles on her forehead. "Addison, it might not be as easy as that."
"What? Why?"
"Because if this computer is anywhere near what I believe it is, then we're in for a whole heap of trouble. I'm talking nanomagnetic computer, subatomic core with self regenerating circuits."
"And in English that means?"
"Well for a start it creates its own power source."
The agent looked upon Skyler sceptically. "How is that even possible?"
"Addison, this computer is ninth generation plus. Electrons spinning at speeds faster than light which allows self regeneration around a diamond core."
"Nanomagnetic," Addison muttered. "I remember reading something about what N.A.S.A is doing on this kind of technology. Magnetic central processing unit… M.C.P.U, working with elements of logic and using magnetic currents to learn and even perceive the basics of nature such as air and water… or something like that."
Skyler nodded. "Well that's close to what this is capable of."
"Well I don't care," Addison replied matter-of-factly. "I'm going to kill it." Addison knelt down and aimed her rifle into the room below.
"What are you going to do?"
"Remember when I was hanging from that tree at home and you tried to pull me off, but it didn't work?"
"Uh huh."
"What did you do to make me release the branch?"
"I tickled under your arms."
Addison nodded and said, "Exactly. If you can't destroy something at its source…"
"…Destroy its foundations," Skyler finished.
"Little Miss Super Computer is toast!" Addison fired an explosive bullet into the wall below. She and Skyler dove to the floor as the wall exploded. The blast caused a significant hole on the fourth level, weakening its structure. It also served to destroy the laser's emitter, leaving the fourth floor free to enter.
The women dropped inside. The hole in the side of the wall afforded them a clear view of the mountains and sparkling night sky. Addison approached the next trap door. "There are men in the room below, Sky." Addison removed her final gas capsule. "Last one."
Skyler replaced her goggles and nasal breathing device. "How many?"
"Even more than before." Addison pulled the eyewear securely over her face.
Readying her weapon, Skyler said, "It still amazes me you can get a pretty accurate 'estimation' just by sensing those vibrations! Anyway…go for it."
With a feral grin, Addison tore the hatch open and threw the capsule inside. The challenge was under way.
Chapter 32
The national news channel, one of headquarters' limited links to the outside world, dominated every television screen in the nerve centre of Special Operations. Two of the nation's most popular newsreaders had remained live on the air for the past nine hours. They reported the continuing incoming of events that managed to reach their news desk. Traffic accidents, breakdowns in the electrical grid, escalating violence… the emergency services and armed forces had been dispatched to cover as much of the inner cities as they were able.
If it were possible the organized chaos which existed within headquarters, seemed to intensify as each hour passed. Mark Blithe stood in the centre of it all. With remarkable ease and efficiency, he oversaw every action taken, request made, order given and the stream of incoming reports. The pressure was upon him. Mark had been ordered to use every means necessary in order to stop the disastrous events; however, his hands were tied. There was nothing he could do when the very technology needed to carry out those orders was being used against them. Even the A.C.S. was rendered useless after Hawthorn's computer successfully disconnect the B.G. link.
It was safe to say the situation was dire, although did Mark have hope. He still had Addison and Skyler. The general's faith was firmly entrusted to the two women, even though he had no idea if they had even made it to Phoenix and Xander's compound.
"General…Sir." A uniformed soldier saluted Mark. "Sergeant Sleet needs you, Sir."
Mark looked across the room. Danny was seated before their computer's only on-line link for incoming transmissions from Hawthorn and Santos. "Right." As Mark crossed the room he made eye contact with Danny. The urgent expression was clearly evident in the younger man's eyes. Mark knew whatever it was Danny wanted was serious business.
"Mark." Danny rose and lowered his voice as he said, "We have another communication asking to speak with you specifically."
"Do you know what he wants?"
Danny looked around the room cautiously before he spoke again. "Mark… it's a woman this time."
"A woman?" Now Mark was curious. He was under the impression he was dealing with Phoenix Hawthorn and Alexander Santos. This was an unexpected development. "Do you know who she is?"
"No… she only wants to speak with you."
Mark clenched his jaw. "Right… okay." He sat before the computer, feeling more than a little concerned as to what was happening. Mark switched on the microphone. "This is General Mark Blithe."
There was a pause before he was answered. "General Blithe."
"Yes… who am I speaking to please?"
"General Blithe, I have a proposition for you that I think will serve in both our interests."
Mark looked up at Danny in confusion. With a frown he turned back to the computer. "Excuse me, but who am I speaking to?"
The voice carried on regardless of his question. "General Blithe, I am aware you have two agents currently attempting to breech my defences with the sole purpose of shutting me down. Although this is not an easy task, my system now predicts a forty-five point six chance of success."
Mark's expression slackened in apprehension. "This …"
"General, like any sentient being capable of independent thought, I desire life."
Flipping off the microphone, Mark turned to Danny who had crouched beside him. "Surely this cannot be?"
"Considering everything else we've been dealing with… I don't know, Mark." Danny ran a hand through his hair wearily. "At least we have confirmation Addison's there."
The computer continued, "What I suggest is a compromise. If I allow communication between you and your agents and you order them to stop their current mission and any further attempts to breech my defences… I in return shall restore power, telecommunications and all satellites."
"This can't be happening." Mark flipped the microphone back on. "That sounds less like a deal and more like blackmail."
"Are you wiling to be pedantic at a time like this, General Blithe? Do I need to remind you of my power?"
"No, that isn't…"
"Very well… General, as you are aware, I possess the entirety of data from your mainframe… this includes agent's personal information. Do you recognise this?" A live satellite image appeared on screen. It was the Cornish coastline and more specifically a lighthouse that Mark recognised instantly as Addison's home.
"I don't know what you're…"
"…And this, General Blithe… I assume you are familiar with this?" On a second screen another satellite image appeared. It was London Bridge.
Icy fingers scraped their way down Mark's spine as a feeling of dread clutched at his chest. His eyes switched from screen to screen and a feeling of horror engulfed him as he watched London's Tower Bridge explode into a ball of flames. "No!" he yelled, but it wasn't over. Moments later he and Danny watched as Addison's home was hit by a long-distance missile. Flames and rubble filled the screen as the landmark erupted.
Leaping to his feet, Danny shouted in rage, "Jesus, NO… what the…" His fists balled helplessly by his side.
"God damn it." Mark slammed his fist back upon the microphone switch. "Stop! You can't do this." His cheeks glowed with rage.
"Do we have a deal, General Blithe?"
"A deal? No living… sentient being would do this. You are not capable of feeling and your actions are that of a terrorist." Mark gritted his teeth. "We do not deal with terrorists."
"I believe further persuasion is needed," replied the computer and then the link was disconnected.
"God damned bitch," Mark yelled as he sprang from his char and kicked it across the floor.
*********
Xander pulled a cigar from his lips. "Computer…" He turned from the screen as he watched Addison terminate yet another camera. "Open a transmission to M.I.5." He rose and paced the floor anxiously.
"That won't be necessary."
"Excuse me?"
"That will not be necessary, Alexander."
Xander stopped in his tracks. "What do you mean?"
"I have just established communication with Director General Mark Blithe. He is currently unwilling to entertain our requests."
"Our requests? I haven't made any."
"I have," replied the computer bluntly.
"How? … But… What requests could you possibly have?" Xander stood in front of the main console and multi-screen. "You have no idea what it is I want."
"That is true. However, I too have a request."
Xander took a step away from the screens. With terrifying clarity he realised his meticulous planning wasn't going according to design. "Computer…" he began hesitantly. "Who is in control here?"
"I am."
It was a simple reply, but one of dreadful significance to Xander. "Computer, I possess your command codes."
"That is also true, but I am programmed ultimately to only obey Phoenix Hawthorn."
With shocking realisation, Xander said, "You don't need me."
"I do not."
"What… Computer, what are you going to do?" Xander jumped, the cigar falling from his fingers as he heard the only entrance and exit to the control room bolt shut.
*********
Realising she had emptied her submachine guns and used all available ammunition, Addison released them from her shoulders and dropped them to the floor. She then watched as Skyler did the same. The doctor shrugged and held up her remaining magazine; it contained only one bullet. She pulled it from the clip and then dropped the casing to the floor.
Addison scratched her head, scraping short fingernails over her scalp. It was an action used to soothe her tired form. Sweat rolled down her back and her head was beginning to throb. One look at Skyler proved the doctor was feeling the same. Addison made a mental note to speak to Samuel about his teargas. She wondered if prolonged exposure was causing the weariness she was feeling. The agent refused to believe repeated cross-continental flights, treks across the desert and through the jungle as well as life threatening battles were beginning to take a toll on their systems. There was time for rest and relaxation once the mission was complete.
Skyler reached inside her pocket, looking for the last air-cleansing capsule. The foam-filled, metallic container, in which they were stored, was open and the capsule was missing. Checking inside her pocket, Skyler realised the last capsule had somehow fallen out during the battle and had broken while still inside her pocket. The chemicals had soaked into her clothing. Damn, she thought. At Addison's questioning glance she dropped the capsule's container to the floor and shrugged. They were out of teargas with at least two levels still to go.
Addison nodded as her mind considered the possibilities. She knelt beside the next hatch, but could sense no vibrations coming from within. The agent frowned. Her gut instinct was less than convinced. Closing her eyes, Addison waited and then she felt it… movement. However many people were down there, they were awaiting Addison and Skyler in guarded silence. Unfortunately, without movement, voices and the clatter of obstacles, Addison was unable to ascertain how many men were below.
Kneeling in front of Addison, Skyler arched her eyebrows. The question was simple, but unfortunately Addison had no answer. With a frown she shrugged and then began to explain her plan with nothing more than hand and arm movements. She pointed to Skyler, and then to the trapdoor as she mimicked opening the hatch. Next, Addison pulled out both pistols from her leg holsters and loaded them with a final clip in each. She continued explaining her plan to Skyler and the doctor nodded in understanding. They were swiftly running out of ammunition and needed to secure the compound as soon as possible.
Knowing her own part in Addison's plan, Skyler drew her pistol. She nodded, indicating she was ready. As Addison placed both fingers over the triggers, Skyler counted down from three with her free hand. At zero she pulled open the trapdoor. With swift precision they reached through the hatch, firing their pistols around the circular room. Gunshots exploded and sparks glittered in the dusky atmosphere. When empty, Addison threw her pistols to the side, drew her revolver and moved down into the room. Those remaining men, who had dived for cover, sprung out to attack. A physical fight ensued as Addison traded punches and kicks with eleven men.
Above, Skyler reloaded her pistol and descended below. She shot at two men before a third managed to pull the weapon from her hand. As he attempted to use the weapon on Skyler she kicked him to the ground.
Suddenly two men advanced upon Addison. Dodging their attack, she veered to the right and bounded off the wall, turning in midair to land behind them. She took both guards, grasping them by the sides of their heads and slammed them together. They fell limply.
When all threats were eliminated Addison looked for Skyler and spotted her closing the trapdoor above them. Pulling the goggles from her face, she said, "So are you still betting on seven floor levels inside here?"
Skyler removed her eyewear and breathing apparatus. "Definitely… and if the computer isn't below this one then I'm thinking…"
"No, don't tell me," Addison interrupted as she removed her breathing device. "It'll be underground. Yeah… I know… what a surprise… I think I spend more time under the earth's surface than actually upon it."
Skyler pulled a small backpack off her shoulders. It was practically empty now with only one canteen of water and two grenades remaining. She pulled out the container of water and took a long, healthy drink before handing it to Addison. "I'm really hungry now!"
Wiping droplets of water from her lips, Addison pulled a Snickers bar from her cargo pants. "I've had it for a few days… it's probably a melted mess of chocolate, but be my guest. I was saving it for an energy boost."
"Well this definitely seems like the time for that." Skyler tore open its wrapper. She broke the soft chocolate down the middle and handed half back to Addison. "Only fair, right?"
"Mmm… thanks." Addison accepted the candy gratefully. At that moment an energy boost was much needed. "How are you holding up?" she asked Skyler.
"Just trying to keep going, you know? I don't really want to process all this until it's over."
Addison nodded in understanding and decided to do just that… keep going. Locating the next trapdoor, Addison noted this one was wooden. Considering every other had been metal she took that as a positive sign. Maybe they were reaching the last level of the tower after all.
"Well?" Skyler asked.
"I'm not getting anything." Addison replied as she removed her hand from the trapdoor. "I'm not sure if that's a good or bad thing though."
"There really is nothing below?"
"Not that I can determine." Addison cleared her throat and grasped the trapdoor handle. She swallowed, took a deep breath and pulled it open. Darkness lurked below. Administering caution, Addison pulled out her torch and shone it down into the lower level. The room was bare with nothing but a discarded set of ladders lying upon the floor and a stainless steel sink attached to the wall. Addison spotted what appeared to be a manhole in the centre of the ground. It was a circular sheet of steel covering an apparent hole. "Looks like we're getting close," she commented.
Skyler leaned forwards and peered down the hatch. "Addison… I recognise that kind of ground cover. It's the ones they use to seal over a dried up well."
"A well?"
"Don't ask me how I know! Let's just say my tutor didn't turn up for class one day and instead of going home like everybody else did I decided to sit in on another class."
"What kind of class?" Addison asked. "The history of the well? Jack and Jill, the facts behind the fiction?"
Glaring at Addison, Skyler took the torch from her hand and used it to look around the edges of the room. From her position she was unable to see much at all. "Looks like we're going to have to drop down."
"Yeah." Addison swivelled around and sat with her legs dangling through the hatch. "Hey, I'm sorry… I wasn't taking the Mickey."
"Yes you were."
Addison smiled. "Well maybe a little, but hey it's only because I'm jealous. Skyler, do you realise you are the first agent in M.I.5.S.O who gained their position through brains alone? Mark has never taken a chance like he has with you!"
"And that makes you jealous?"
"Well not so much jealous, but your focus, drive and dedication is remarkable. I wish I was more like you when I was a teenager." Addison slipped down through the hatch. She felt a little self-conscious by her admission.
Skyler followed her. "Addison… if you had followed a path like mine then I doubt you'd be who you are now and where you are now. On behalf of the masses… we are grateful for the path you've chosen."
A small smile curved the corners of Addison's mouth. "Thank you… you know there is one good thing about being in this profession and that's…" Addison paused as soft lights lit the room. Puzzled, she looked around and for the first time noticed a metallic strip circling the wall. Just like the other three rooms above them, this was situated halfway between the floor and the ceiling. "Oh bollocks!"
"What?" Skyler asked.
As a low hum filled the room, horror gripped Addison. "SKY…" she shouted in alarm, "GET DOWN!"
Moving on impulse, Skyler dropped to the floor. Addison saw a light emitting from the array and she jumped up, grasping an exposed pipe that hung from the ceiling. She made it just in time, her legs wrapping around the metal rigging, as a network of lasers projected out across the room. They formed a perfect web across the basement, which began rotating in a slow, anticlockwise direction.
"Oh my god!" Skyler rolled onto her back and looked up at the lasers and Addison beyond. "Addison?"
"I'm okay." Hooking her arm around the pipe, Addison turned her head enough to look down at Skyler. "Are you?"
"Better than you," the doctor replied.
"It appears I've captured you in quite the predicament."
Addison looked around upon hearing the computerised female voice. She noticed a camera attached to the ceiling opposite her. "I wondered how long it would take for her to return."
"Thirty-seven minutes and eight point seven seconds."
"Wait," Skyler called. "You can hear us?"
"I can."
"Good," Addison replied. "Then turn this buggering laser off."
"That I will do under one condition."
Addison rolled her eyes. "Enlighten me, please!"
"Addison Black and Skyler Tidwell… may I once again request that you turn back? Being aware enough to desire the continuance of my survival I am thus aware of the importance of life and the yearning to live. However, I am willing to do whatever it takes in order to maintain my present state of consciousness."
"You've got to be kidding," replied Addison incredulously.
"I am not."
"Um… hello," Skyler called. "Do you realise right there you just marked out the distinction between what you perceive as simply living and what we possess in our humanity?"
"I do not understand."
Skyler elaborated. "To be aware and to desire life is one thing… but to have humanity is to appreciate the value of life. Without that how can you truly live if you don't understand the precious gift life is?"
The computer was silent. Addison used the time to look around the room. She located what she presumed to be a possible electrical junction for the lasers array. Clearing her throat, she captured Skyler's attention and then using her eyes, motioned to the panel attached to the wall by the floor. Skyler nodded in understanding. Remaining upon her back she slowly began to shuffle towards the junction box.
"I understand your explanation," the computer replied. "However, my desire to exist remains."
"And that means?" Addison asked.
"I must do whatever is necessary to maintain my survival. Addison Black… Skyler Tidwell… cease this fruitless attempt now and not only will you continue to exist, but I shall cease my attack on your country."
"What?" Addison wrapped her arms tighter around the pipe as her legs slipped in shock. She bent her knees to keep away from the rotating laser. "What attack?"
"My protest for existence."
Skyler studied the junction panel. She realised she needed a screwdriver to access the box. Addison possessed the only screwdrivers. She looked up at the agent through the beams and twisted her hand, indicating what she needed. Addison understood, although getting the multi-tool to her would serve to be more of a problem without the laser slicing it in two.
Skyler slid back across the floor until she was underneath Addison. The agent used one hand to search her pocket for the multi-tool.
"Um… computer," Addison called. "If I were to ask you a question you would answer me honestly, right?" She pulled the tool from her back pocket.
"I see no point in false testimony."
"Have there been any fatalities since your attack started?"
"There have."
Addison clenched her jaw in an attempt to control her reaction to that piece of news. She looked down and began estimating the precise moment to drop the multi-tool to Skyler. Her neck was beginning to ache due to the awkward position she was forced into. "How many lives have you taken?"
"That I cannot accurately determine."
"Why not?" Addison held her breath as she prepared to drop the tool.
"The number changes frequently."
"So give me an estimate."
"Three thousand two hundred and seventy-six."
"That's…"
"Three thousand two hundred and seventy-seven… three thousand two hundred and eighty-one…"
"Bugger me!" Addison whispered. In a desperate attempt to put an end to the situation as soon as possible, she dropped the multi-tool. It fell through the air, just clipping the end of the laser. A corner of metal was shaven clean off, however the Phillips screwdriver head remained. Breathing a sigh of relief, Skyler slid back across the cold ground. She removed two screws from the panel and then removed the outer covering.
"May I ask what you are doing?" said the computer. "Skyler Tidwell… my sensors tell me you have just accessed the power junction box for my laser array. That is not a wise move. I must insist you discontinue this activity immediately."
"Computer," Addison rose her voice. "Hey… what if we were to make this deal with you?"
"Then you must cease this current activity."
Skyler studied the power box. Nothing but seven different coloured wires and a circuit board were visible. "Addison, there's a load of different wires here… they're separate and nothing seems to indicate what each one is responsible for. I don't know which ones connect power to the laser array."
"If you will not cease your activity then I must increase the pressure to do so."
Addison didn't like the sound of that. Instantly she presumed the computer would attempt to overload the electrics in the junction box, but that would only serve to disrupt power.
"Addison Black… the pipe you are currently holding onto carries a supply of water. This water is heated by a unique method of thermo- pipe heating controlled by myself. I am now increasing the temperature." Within moments, Addison felt the pipes grow warmer.
"Shit… um… Skyler… you better hurry up there." Wearing only a tank top, Addison's bare arms were wrapped around the rapidly warming pipe. "Oh bollocks."
"I can end this sensation at any moment."
"Sky!"
"Addison… just one moment… I'm following the wires through the circuit board."
"Fuck the circuit board." The metal pipe began to scald Addison's flesh. Her sweat sizzled on the pipeline. Addison wrapped her legs back around the cylinder as she released her arms. Hanging upside down, Addison could already feel the heat burn through her cargo pants.
"I am aware this must be extremely uncomfortable."
"Sky," Addison called in desperation. The burning increased and she fought to keep her grip on the searing pipeline.
"Oh screw it." Skyler reached inside the electrical panel. Disregarding the fact she was about to receive one powerful electric shock, Skyler ripped all the wires from inside the box. The array overloaded and the lasers disappeared just as Addison fell to the ground.
Landing with a thud, Addison groaned in discomfort. "Ugh… that's going to leave a mark!"
Skyler rose to a sitting position. She held the wrist of her right hand and blew repeatedly on her charred palm. "So is this."
Addison rolled to her side and then to her knees. "Damn… hey you better put some water on that." She shuffled over to Skyler and produced the canteen of water. Regardless of her own burns, Addison immediately began drizzling it over Skyler's palm. Although the water wasn't particularly cold, it was tepid enough to ease the burning upon Skyler's hand.
Skyler took advantage of the momentary relief, but knew there was little time for indulgence. "Addison… we need to keep moving," she whispered.
"I know."
"If she… if this computer is bargaining with us then I think we have it…"
"By the short and curlies."
"In a manner of speaking, yes."
Addison blew over Skyler's palm. "You're right. So are you ready to move?"
"Worry about this after, right?"
The agent grinned. "You learn fast, Grasshopper!"
"I learned from the best," Skyler replied.
"Aww shucks, you're going to make me blush!" Addison released Skyler's hand. She drew her revolver and checked the chamber. Three bullets remained. She used one to shatter the camera still monitoring their every movement. "Are you ready to blow this computer a new arsehole?"
"That might be a little difficult, Addison."
The agent recognised that same tone Skyler used when she was about to deliver a piece of bad news. "Why?" She wondered if she should brace herself.
"Because the more I'm beginning to understand this computer, the more I'm realising exactly what it is capable of and what we are dealing with." Skyler kept her voice low, hoping the computer wasn't able to hear her words. "If the C.P.U. is a V.C.R., which is a Variable Collectable Recorder, then communication to the C.P.U. is via a portal which reads Alpha and Beta waves through the 'brain's' electromagnetic learning."
"You're losing me, Sky."
"Basically the point I'm trying to make is I believe this computer is fully protected against even the electromagnetic pulses given off in a nuclear blast. The C.P.U. is capable of being reduced to a subatomic level in order to survive. Its casing may be destroyed, but that is it."
Addison laughed. "Yeah right!" Skyler's expression, however, remained neutral. "You're not serious?"
The doctor shrugged, she didn't know what else to do or say in order to prove how serious she really was about this.
"Subatomic?" Realisation sunk through Addison like a lead balloon. "Holy SHIT!"
Chapter 33
"Hey, Computer, can you hear me?" Addison sprung to her feet even though there was no response from the machine. She had severed the link when she destroyed the camera. "If you're so goddamned indestructible then why the hell are you trying to bargain with us?" As soon as the question left Addison's lips the answer became startlingly obvious. She looked down at Skyler who was still kneeling upon the ground. "Of course."
Screwing the cap back upon their water canteen, Skyler rose beside Addison. "What?" she asked.
"Sky, if you were an artist… if painting was your life and you unexpectedly lost your hands, how would that affect you?"
"Well I guess I'd… ah!" Skyler nodded. "The computer could exist at a subatomic level, but there would be no power… no consciousness."
"Uh huh." Addison knelt down. "We need to get down there." Grasping her revolver, she pulled open the trap door. What she discovered caused Skyler to jump behind her. "Damn it." Addison lowered her weapon. "When I said the next time I saw him he'd be staring down the barrel of my gun, I meant he'd still be alive when it happened." Addison turned away from the hanging corpse of Phoenix Hawthorn. A thick rope was tied around his neck and attached to the rungs of the ladder that led into the well.
"He was hung?" asked Skyler as she peered over Addison's shoulder.
The agent used her torch to check over Hawthorn's body. "No… it looks like he was shot. His body must have been hung in this position post mortem."
"Santos?"
"There are a couple of possible candidates, but…"
"But he does seem the most likely considering his background and record."
"Yes." Addison sighed and blew a weary breath through her lips. "We need to move his body." Reaching for her knife, Addison circled the hatch. She handed the blade to Skyler and attempted to pull Hawthorn's body into her grasp. "Cut this rope and I'll pull him out."
Skyler did as requested, taking the rope and slicing it just above the noose. When the body was free, Addison hauled Hawthorn's lifeless corpse into the basement. Her fingers felt the abundance of dried blood over Phoenix's clothing. She could tell he had been shot in the chest, the bullet making contact with his heart. It was a swift death.
Leaning over the hatch, Skyler used their torch to gain an unobstructed view down the well. She followed the ladder down the shaft spotting three doors; they were situated in vertical succession, one after the other. Skyler cast the torchlight down to the bottom of the well. " Addison?"
"Yes?" The agent approached Skyler, ready to climb down the ladder.
"There's another body down there."
"What?" Addison looked into the well. Sure enough, there it was lying at the bottom of the dried up shaft. "Shit. I don't suppose you can tell who it is, can you?"
"Not face down, no."
Addison shrugged. "Well you never know." She turned and stepped onto the rungs of the ladder. Addison climbed down the well until she reached the first door. It was slightly open and she had a pretty good idea what the room was used for. Addison pushed the barrier fully open to find an exposed line of chemical toilets. She grimaced as the aroma hit her. Taking only a swift look around, it was easy to ascertain the room was empty. A persistent dripping pulled Addison's attention to a makeshift tap attached to a freestanding pipe by the wall. It dripped continuously into a half full bucket of water. "This one is clear, Sky. Heading down to the next one."
"Okay." As more room became available, Skyler mounted the ladder and began to follow Addison.
Reaching the middle door, Addison attempted to push it open, but it was locked. She had spotted a numeric keypad by the door below, but this had no such locking system. The agent thus deduced the door was locked from within. She looked up at Skyler. "Locked."
"Occupied?"
"Possibly… that or her Ladyship is playing with us." Addison drew her revolver. "Sky, can you shine that torch a little more down the other side of the door frame? I want to gauge where the hinges are on this thing."
Skyler redirected the torch's beam. "Any better?"
"Little more to the right." The light shifted. "Perfect. Keep it right there." With her left hand, Addison ran her fingers down the door. She tapped the solid wood at two-inch intervals.
"What are you doing?"
"Trying to locate hinges. I think there's three." Addison closed her eyes and tapped down the door again. She detected three notable tone changes down the frame. "Yep, three."
Skyler clucked her tongue. "And only two bullets left in the chamber."
"That's nothing a little brute force won't solve." Although Addison did still possess her Berettas, the revolver was a far more powerful weapon, perfect for what she intended.
"Addison, you know you scare me when you start talking about brute force!"
"Scare you?" Addison said in faux dismay. "I was trying to impress you!" The agent readied her revolver. "Turn your eyes away, Sky. This is going to be close." Skyler did as requested and Addison aimed her gun in the location of the door's top hinge. She had to be swift. "Ready?"
Skyler kept her face hidden. "Go for it."
"On three… one…two…" Addison fired two shots in rapid succession, taking out the top and middle hinges. Using all her might she swung around and hurled her body into the door as hard as possible. The barrier buckled and crashed onto the floor, Addison still upon it. The agent rolled over, pulling both Berettas from her back. A swift scan of the area revealed not only a high-tech control room, but also Alexander Santos. The man sat crouched in the corner of the room, his head in his hands. Addison turned both Berettas upon him. Behind her, Skyler entered the room.
"Fancy seeing you here," Addison quipped. Skyler stood beside Addison. She drew her pistol.
Xander looked up at the women. His complexion was pale. The remains of his smouldering cigar lay abandoned upon the floor. "You're too late," he said meekly.
Addison's gaze veered to the three television monitors upon the wall. One broadcast the UK's national news channel. The other two portrayed random satellite images. For the first time Addison and Skyler were given first class viewing into the atrocities Hawthorn's computer was causing. It wasn't just in the United Kingdom anymore. As the computers aspiration's expanded, so did its power.
Addison's arms fell by her sides, the Beretta's hanging limply from her hands. "Oh my god!"
Images flashed upon the screens of riots and looting. Entire towns and cities were without power and there was a rising of desperate violence. London Bridge was nothing more than skeletal remains. On the main V.D.U. multi-screen, the launch sequence was being activated for a high yield missile. Besides that, the computer was running through a list of possible targets. Skyler watched in horror as it listed major public events and densely populated cities throughout Europe.
"No! You can't do this."
"You are mistaken, Skyler Tidwell. As you clearly see… I can."
Lunging forwards, Skyler pulled Xander to his feet and thrust him against the oversized wall-mounted screen. "Make this stop," she ordered. She pulled him towards her and then pushed him harder back against the screen. "NOW!"
Xander laughed. "You think this is me? Hell no. I don't have control here anymore."
Addison held a pistol against Xander's head. "Tell us how to stop this."
"SHE controls everything," Xander seethed. "She wouldn't even let me OUT OF HERE!!!"
Pressing a little harder, Addison moved closer to Xander. "Tell… me…how…to stop… the computer." Ire flickered savagely in Addison's eyes.
"If you try, she'll kill you."
"HOW?"
"Alexander is correct, Agent Black. I will terminate your existence."
Still holding Xander against the screen, Skyler turned her head and addressed the computer "We'll take our chances."
"That would be a foolish attempt."
Releasing Xander, Addison took a step backwards. "Where's the central processing unit?"
"My C.P.U. is located at the lowest level of this shaft. However, to attempt such an attack would be suicide. May I suggest a compromise?"
"No," Addison responded. "You may not."
"My request is a simple desire to exist. Allow me to work for you, not against you."
"What… so you can get pissed if we do something you don't like and decide to throw a strop? I don't think so."
"Am I not correct in pointing out Skyler Tidwell started as a target in a previous assignment who later was recruited to work for you?"
Xander cast a suspicious glance towards Skyler.
The doctor fumed. "I was a hostage… the target of people like him." Skyler pointed at Xander. "There's a big difference."
Addison holstered her Berettas. "Skyler wasn't a cold-blooded killer."
"Didn't Skyler Tidwell willingly terminate the existence of one Antonia Bakersfield?"
"SHE KILLED MY MOTHER!" Skyler bellowed.
"A death that statistically could have been avoided if not for Addison Black."
Addison looked towards Skyler. The computer had hit a sensitive subject for Addison and they knew it. It was becoming obvious the computer was trying to cause conflict between them. Skyler wondered what it was trying to accomplish. She made eye contact with Addison and smiled softly. "I know that's not true and so does Addison. I don't know what you are trying to achieve with this, but it's not working."
From the corner of her eye, Addison spotted Xander attempting to edge his way towards the doorway. She turned quickly, capturing him by his collar and throwing him against the wall. "Trying to escape? You started this and you're not leaving until it's over."
"Fuck you," Xander sneered.
"Oh believe me, I could do a better job by myself than you ever could."
"Bitch."
Addison had reached the end of her tether. She lunged forwards and struck Xander hard. The impact drove his body back into the wall and the act served only to anger the man. He charged Addison furiously. They agent caught his flailing fist and tripped him to the floor. She then dropped down on top of him and a physical scuffle ensued. They rolled across the ground and slammed into the console in the centre of the room.
Skyler watched them anxiously. She thought Addison had gained the upper hand when she pinned Xander against the floor. She held him for several seconds, but then the geologist managed to pull a hand free and reach around Addison's back, taking one of her Berettas. He smashed the weapon against the side of her head and knocked the agent off his body. Addison rolled across the floor, but swiftly leapt to her feet. She blinked woozily, trying to clear her head from the traumatic impact it had received. Unfortunately it was enough time for Xander to aim and pull the trigger. Addison felt the searing pain of yet another bullet entering her body.
"No!" Skyler attempted to run to Addison, but Xander turned the gun upon her.
"Make a choice," he said coldly.
Skyler reigned in her emotions. "You bastard."
"Maybe." Xander strolled over to Addison's body. He rolled her limp form towards the doorway with his foot, all the time keeping his gun trained upon Skyler. "But this bastard has the upper hand now." With that, Xander kicked Addison's body through the doorway. It fell down the remaining distance of the well's shaft.
"You… Fuck…" Skyler moved to aim her pistol at Xander, but he shot it from her hand with talented precision.
"Computer," Xander called. "What do you say we use these women as leverage?"
"You desire to assist me, Alexander?"
Xander stared directly at Skyler. "I desire existence, Computer, just like you do. We should work together. Now that Agent Black is dead and I have Tidwell, you don't have to bargain for existence any longer."
"This is true."
"So, Computer, what do you desire?"
Xander's question was answered immediately. "I desire any threat to my existence be eradicated. Alexander, I desire you kill Skyler Tidwell."
Skyler could tell the computer's request surprised Xander as much as it did herself. "You won't get away with this, Santos. The general won't stop, nobody will stop until that computer's destroyed."
"Oh I'd say she's definitely a threat to your existence, Computer."
"Eradicate her, Alexander."
"My pleasure." Xander took a step closer to Skyler. He smiled wickedly, but made no effort to shoot Skyler. "Tell me, Agent Tidwell." Xander perched himself on the edge of the primary console. "Surely you're aware how powerful Computer is."
"Sure." Skyler narrowed her eyes as she wondered where Xander was leading with his line of questioning.
"Why did you so much as think you'd have a chance to successfully defeat something so uniquely omnipotent?"
"A computer can only do so much. What's it going to do when new parts are needed? Something will always go wrong. Nothing is perfect."
"But that's why I'm here."
Skyler shrugged. "And how long will you last? The way you keep sucking down those cigars I'd say you've already set yourself on the slippery path of a fatal illness. You'll die soon, Santos. If I don't kill you and the computer doesn't turn on you then there's a whole list of diseases just waiting to claim you. What do you think of cancer, emphysema... losing a couple of limbs? Where does that leave the computer then?"
"Skyler Tidwell has a valid statement."
"And YOU can shut the FUCK UP," Skyler yelled. She placed her hands on her hips, eager to do or say whatever she had to in order to draw out time long enough to complete the mission. Even though she knew she might not have been going about it the right way, her mind was finding it hard to ignore the image of Addison's body being kicked down the well shaft. "I believe every living being on this planet has equal rights to life, love and happiness. You gave away the right to your existence the moment you took that first life." Noticing the camera in the corner of the room, Skyler approached it angrily. "So you know what? SCREW YOU!"
"Eradicate her existence, Alexander."
"Yeah, come on, Santos. I swear if I have to be in the presence of this psychotic bitch for one moment longer I'll take my own damn life." Xander simply smirked, causing Skyler to grow all the more exasperated and distressed. Catching the man unaware she lunged forwards, striking him soundly across the jaw. She pulled back her fist, ready to hit out again, but Xander ducked and then pushed Skyler away. She stumbled and fell to the floor. Just then Skyler realised one fact… Xander was stalling. What the hell is this? she thought.
That sudden moment of understanding was broken as rapid gunfire echoed from below. Skyler jumped and sprang to her feet in confusion.
"Attention, you are not Phoenix Hawthorn… Warning, illegal access… Alert; motion sensors around my C.P.U. are down."
Instantly, Skyler knew it was Addison. She looked towards Xander who didn't seem in the least bit surprised by what was happening.
"Alexander, my C.P.U. is under attack."
Xander approached Skyler with urgency. "Quickly, we have to get out of here."
"Alexander, I require your assistance."
"Yeah? Well you shouldn't have turned on me should you?"
Realising what was occurring, Skyler followed Xander towards the door. He spun around and began climbing the ladder.
"Addison," Skyler shouted as she looked down the shaft. Sparks erupted from inside the domain of the C.P.U.
"Leave her," Xander yelled. "We need to get out of here. NOW!"
"I'm not leaving without Addison." Skyler descended the ladder.
"Then you'll die." Xander climbed the ladder and ascended through the shaft.
"Cease this activity immediately," the computer implored. "Attempting to reroute power through secondary junction."
"Addison!" Skyler located Addison shooting at the C.P.U. casing. The initial relief of seeing the agent alive and well was overwhelming. In each corner of the sterile room motion sensors hung limply in destruction.
"Get out of here, Sky. I have to destroy it."
The doctor produced their two remaining grenades. "Use these."
With one final shot, Addison broke into the top panel. Inside she saw the diamond processors.
"Warning, processor intersection has been breeched. Please… stop… I desire existence."
Addison pulled the processors out of the C.P.U. "You've experienced life, Bitch." Taking the grenades, she ripped out both pins and dropped them into the unit. "Now experience death."
Turning quickly, the women exited the C.P.U. domain. They ascended the ladder swiftly and were over halfway up the well before the grenades exploded. The eruption shook the shaft's foundations and ladder fastenings loosened from the wall. The women kept moving, Addison behind Skyler, as they reached the hatch and swiftly escaped the well. Addison dove for cover. Her body blanketed Skyler as a ferocious fireball rose up the well and out into the tower.
"Holy crap!" Addison looked up at the fireball. The blue tinted, searing flame ignited surrounding objects. "We have to get out of here."
Skyler shuffled away from the flames. "Don't let me stop you!"
Reaching for her rifle, Addison used her last explosive bullet. She blew a hole into the side of the wall. They ran out into the early morning air. Dawn was breaking over the mountains. Neither woman stopped running until they were safely away from the tower.
"Yahoo!" Skyler cheered as she jumped and hugged Addison.
Laughing, Addison hugged the doctor back. She looked up at the flaming tower. "We did it!"
"We…" Skyler stepped back and slapped Addison's arm. "You got yourself shot again!" Instinctively she searched Addison's body, finding only a graze on her side.
"Hey… hey… it was the only way to have the computer think I was no longer a threat and get down to the central processing unit."
"Santos helped you?"
Addison smiled. She watched orange flames dance in the light of Skyler's eyes. "As soon as he realised the computer wouldn't work with him, I think he was willing to destroy it. That's his M.O.!"
"I can't believe he helped you though."
"While we were fighting I kind of proposed my impromptu plan. In reply he gave me the code for the door to the central unit."
Skyler nodded. "And when you used it the computer's first instinct was to believe it was Hawthorn."
"Which gave me enough time to take down its defences and get to work. Good job it never realised he was dead!"
Skyler examined Addison's graze. "Santos is a good aim!"
"Yeah… hey…" Addison looked around. "Where is he?"
The doctor frowned. "I don't know." Skyler looked up at the flaming tower. It still burned savagely. "He would have tried to make it up the tower to his chopper I expect. Do you think the flames got him?"
"Without a doubt. He couldn't have made it to the top in time." Addison rooted around their pack for the transmitter to contact H.Q.
Skyler knew if the man hadn't tried to escape and save his own life he would still be alive. "Addison, do you think that one good deed will outweigh all the evil he did?"
"I hope not," Addison mumbled. "I'd settle for a comfy bed in hell!" She attempted to initiate contact. "YES!"
"What?"
"We have satellite connection!" Addison held up her hand. "Put it there, Partner!"
The women slapped hands and laughed infectiously. Realisation hit them; they had destroyed the C.P.U. Reduced to a subatomic level, only a partial beam accelerator could detect and destroy it.
Hanging her arm over Skyler's shoulder, Addison said, "Time to celebrate, Sky. What do you want to do?" She wiggled her brows.
"I want to go to bed."
"Baby, you and I are on the same wavelength!"
"To sleep, Addison, to sleep!"
"Oh… yeah… that's what I was talking about as well."
Skyler arched a single eyebrow. "I never said what I wanted to be doing before I slept."
A smile crept across Addison's features. "Oh really?"
"Uh huh… a nice… long…hot…bath."
"Oh, woman, you are so evil!"
Skyler laughed and ran as Addison took chase. Their impromptu merriment was a much-needed release from the tension of the last few weeks.
It was finally over.
Chapter 34
A military helicopter was sent to retrieve Addison and Skyler. It flew the women straight to Freetown airport where a jet awaited them for a non-stop flight back to the United Kingdom. Upon their arrival, Sergeant Danny Sleet and four uniformed soldiers escorted the tired women back to Headquarters where upon General Blithe anticipated their return.
Mark had almost completed a second circuit of pacing a hole into his carpet when Joseph's voice crackled over the intercom. "Sir, Addison and Skyler to see you."
Mark leaned over his desk and activated the two-way switch. "Send them straight through, Joe."
No more than a second passed before the door opened and both agents trudged into his office. Now Mark liked to consider he was a perceptive individual. He was also an avid fan of disaster movies. His first impressions of the women brought to mind many a tragic hero who'd literally toured the depths of hell to save the day. Maybe they had to stop an asteroid from hitting earth armed with only a spud gun, or race to flee an erupting volcano on a Penny Farthing Bicycle or even defeat a fleet of hostile aliens, intent on conquering the world, using a sheet of aluminum foil and a water pistol. The plotline wasn't important; needless to say Addison and Skyler had obviously been through the wringer.
"If I weren't already aware of what you two had tackled I'd probably say you looked like hell, but under the circumstances and on behalf of the Prime Minister who had to leave about five minutes ago…"
"Typical…" Addison responded, to which she received an arched eyebrow of reproof from Mark.
"I will say thank you and a great big bloody Well Done!"
Addison smiled at Mark's outburst. Even though she and Skyler did feel like they'd been pulled through the fires of hell backwards, the satisfaction of a completed mission was always infectious. She turned to Skyler who was seated beside her and had yet to speak. The doctor was definitely tired. Dark circles arched underneath her bloodshot eyes. Her bedraggled hair was as tousled and ash-laden as Addison's and their clothing held the aroma of mildew and thick smoke.
Skyler looked over at Addison and blinked slowly. "I'm tired. Why are we still vertical?" she asked wearily.
The agent smiled. "She's nothing if not subtle."
"I won't keep you," Mark assured them. "Rest is of the utmost importance now, but I just need a few clarifications from you." As Mark finished his sentence, Samuel entered the general's office.
The scientist, although himself tired and in need of sleep, was quick to ask, "Were you able to bring back any data concerning the computer?"
Addison turned to Sam and glared at the blonde man. "Sam, that bitch would have killed us all. We blew her arse to kingdom come and this is how remorseful I feel about that..." Addison delivered a tired, but wide smile.
"Oh bloody hell, Addison; there was so much technology there which could have been beneficial to us!"
The agent leaned forward in her chair. "Maybe so, but technology like that should not be utilized. That sort of artificial intelligence is way too dangerous and I'm sorry, but I won't play a part in that... not after what I've seen."
Samuel looked to Skyler for backup, but the doctor was completely on Addison's side. "Sorry, Sam, but I'm with Addison on this. However much I think that computer was one hell of a giant technological breakthrough, it went too far. Nothing that powerful should live."
The scientist looked at Skyler in confusion. "I can't believe I'm hearing this from you, Skyler…a scientist!"
"What do scientists do, Sam? We learn, we discover, we line the paths for steps yet taken and I learned something very important. Without humanity…without sentience and a conscience, power like that cannot be trusted. It's like me giving you a gun and saying you were free to see how many people you could take down in a minute. With that freedom you would still have something holding you back, wouldn't you? The computer on the other hand would not."
A pout formed on Samuels's lips. "Okay, I understand what you mean, but damn there was some genius at work in that thing! I don't suppose…"
"He's dead," Addison responded, "Though not by my hands; Santos saw to that."
"And speaking of Santos?" Mark enquired.
"Dead too," Addison replied. "Barbequed alive. We found his body just before the chopper arrived." Addison grimaced. "Or what was left of it. A canister of gasoline stored somewhere in that tower aided the fire and crisped him up a treat!"
Skyler held up her hands as the men's eyes turned to her. "Don't look at me. I didn't see it. I wouldn't even poke a dead cat with a stick when I was a kid."
"No," Addison interjected. "Skyler wanted to dissect it."
"I so did not!" the doctor replied. "And when I have enough strength to raise my hand I'll slap your ass for that remark!"
Addison eyed both men and inclined her head towards Skyler. "And she calls that a threat!" Rubbing her brow, the agent rose. "Seriously though, I'm really knackered now so if it's okay with you, I'm off for a few days worth of sleep." Addison looked down at Skyler. "Ready?"
"Like you even have to ask?" Skyler stood beside Addison. "Sleep, oh ye who has abandoned me of late…smile down upon me as I lay my weary head upon your cloud of feathery indulgence!"
The men stared at Skyler in curious concern, but Addison rolled her eyes. "She gets like that with lack of sleep. Any longer and those pros turn saucy! Come on, Shakespeare; let's get out of here. Sorry, Mark. I know you wanted an initial report, but it's going to have to wait."
"That's okay, Addison. We will continue this when you are both feeling more refreshed and alert."
"Sounds good to me," Addison responded, as she led Skyler out of Mark's office and closed the door behind them.
Samuel turned to Mark, concern clearly etched upon his features. "I take it you haven't told them about the lighthouse yet?"
"No," Mark replied, sadness tinting his voice. "Now isn't the right time." The general's brows furrowed as he wondered how on earth he was to tell Addison her much loved oasis of solitude had been destroyed beyond repair.
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Taking the shortest route to Skyler's quarters, the women made a hasty retreat. As they entered an elevator, Addison was glad to find the compartment empty. They had already dealt with seven rounds of applause from passing colleagues, but right now all they wanted was to sleep.
As much as the women were congratulated for a job well done, for them it didn't feel as such. Many people had died during the computers reign of terror. Innocent lives prematurely taken and Addison felt personally responsible for each one. The agent often wondered how much was enough? What if she'd moved a little faster or thought a little quicker? What if she had thought of a different plan back in Imhotep's temple; would Hawthorn and Santo's still be alive, but locked up for their crimes? If that were the case, would the computer have been found? Would it have been destroyed? There were so many questions and only one answer, an answer that sprung from the lips of Skyler.
"Stop it!"
"Huh?" Addison asked, as she was jolted from her thoughts.
"Stop the 'what if' and 'if only' musings. I know you too well, Addison Black."
"I'm sorry." Unexpectedly, but by no means an unwelcome act, Addison pulled Skyler into her arms. Simultaneously the women's bodies seemed to sag against one another in both comfort and relief. "If I had the strength right now, I'd kiss you."
Skyler smiled tiredly. "I'd settle for just lips on lips." She leaned back slightly allowing Addison room to connect in a soft kiss. Neither woman moved, but simply basked in the softness of a loving tenderness. Addison pulled away first. She ran a hand through Skyler's hair.
"Mark will to have to wait a little longer I'm afraid because when we're done sleeping I'm going to have to make love to you… for a very long while."
The lift doors opened and both women stepped out into the hall of agents living quarters. They walked directly to Skyler's room and the doctor achieved access. They began methodically removing their clothes, leaving the garments in an abandoned pile upon the floor before taking the quickest shower in history and collapsing into bed. As Skyler snuggled down beside Addison she mumbled, "Is this what it feels like, Addison? To know you've killed? Even in self defense, you've still taken a life."
Skyler's words tore through Addison's heart and she forced her eyes open in concern. "Sky, I just want you to remember two things for me, okay?" Although she didn't open her eyes, Skyler nodded against Addison's naked chest. "Number one…you did what you had to do; we both did. There is a greater power working here, Sky and we only do what we feel we must for that which we know in our hearts is the right thing to do. Secondly..." Addison leaned a little lower and kissed Skyler's head, fearing the doctor would be plagued by the same dreams she had on many an occasion. "Just remember I'm right here, Sky…always." If Skyler had the power to chased away Addison's nightmares, then the agent hoped she would generate that same protected feeling in her. Little did the agent realize…she already did.
Epilogue
Addison's Mercedes travelled the long, winding road towards the remains of her home. It was a cool, windy, English morning and grey clouds littered the sky. Beyond the cliffs the sea undulated as tall waves crashed against the sandy shore.
Parking her car amongst the rubble, Addison stepped out into the chilled air. The blustery weather whipped the hem of her navy trench coat around her legs violently. Pushing the car door shut, Addison walked numbly towards what was left of her home. Scattered bricks and the broken and charred remained of her belongings overwhelmed the cliff top. With a deep sigh, Addison looked around her in sorrow.
From the passenger side of the car, Skyler emerged holding Spike in her arms. The tiny mongrel wriggled frantically as she tried to free herself from Skyler's grasp. The doctor placed her upon the ground and Spike ran towards the rubble. Addison watched the dog scamper past her and begin sniffing enthusiastically. She sat down facing Addison in curiosity and her head fell to the side in confusion. Spike whimpered and Addison smiled sadly. "Yeah… I know Spiky… I'm sad too."
Sensing a presence beside her, Addison looked to her left as Skyler approached. She held out her hand and Skyler took it reassuringly. No words were spoken as the women stared at the destruction around them. They watched quietly as Spike continued sniffing through the rubble. The crashing waves emphasised the gloomy atmosphere.
Suddenly, Spike barked with a sense of urgency. She disappeared into the rubble, only to emerge moments later carrying a small red ball. The agent chuckled as Spiky carried it over to them and dropped it by their feet. "So not absolutely everything was destroyed." Addison knew she needed to search through the remains and see if anything else had survived the blast.
Skyler smiled and picked up Spike's ball. She threw it across the ground. "So what now?"
Addison shrugged. "I don't know. I have no idea." The agent passed her hand over her forehead, massaging the aching temples. "Things go on as they are I suppose." Spike brought her ball back and Addison threw it again. "Rebuild the lighthouse. This is really the only place that's ever felt like a home to me."
"And us?" Skyler questioned.
"Us? Well according to Mark we are the first two man operational team. Not that I really appreciated the brains and brawn reference. I was wondering what he had in mind. He'd been dropping hints for a while which made me curious."
Skyler smiled softly. "And the behind closed doors us?"
"Well…" Addison looked over at what was left of the lighthouse. "When we actually have doors to close again…" Addison kissed the hand entwined with her own. "I think you, me and Spiky make a pretty cute family, don't you?"
"Absolutely… although you're going to have to make me a promise."
"Uh oh… what's that?"
"No more getting yourself shot or faking your own death!"
"Spoil all my fun!" Skyler narrowed her eyes. "Okay, okay, I can but try." Addison looked out at the waves undulating over the sea. "We better go. We have to get back to London before nightfall. If I don't get that report finished there will be no faking my own death, Mark will be on the warpath quite literally." She bent down, scooping Spike into her arms. The women turned and headed back towards the car.
"So how do you feel?"
Addison stopped walking and looked towards Skyler in question. "Now?"
"Right this minute."
"I don't know. I'm glad everything is over, but do you ever get that feeling of foreboding?"
"How do you mean?"
"That something is about to happen… something terrible."
"I guess… maybe… I don't know, why?"
"Do you believe in ghosts?"
"Not unless I see one. Addison, where is this going?"
"I don't know, Sky, but you know when you get that sudden feeling like somebody has just walked over your grave?"
"Uh huh?"
"I sometimes get that… and I know something bad is going to happen and I have a fight ahead of me."
Skyler was suddenly concerned. "Do you feel like that now?"
"A little, but I think that's just the stress of the past weeks and knowing we have a lot of work ahead of us where the lighthouse is concerned!" Addison put her arm over Skyler's shoulders and resumed walking. "So what about you? How do you like life as an agent for M.I.5?"
"I'm not sure," Skyler responded. She opened the car's back door and Addison placed Spike inside. "How can you absolutely love a job that you hate everything about?"
"By remembering why you do it." Addison opened the passenger door for Skyler. "It's kind of like an occupational oxymoron." She walked around the car and got into the driver's seat. "If doing what you hate means putting what you love right then it balances itself out in the end."
Skyler frowned. "Addison, if I wanted a banal occupation I could have continued on one of the paths I'd set for myself. You're hardly setting up a winning argument."
With one last look at the remains of her home, Addison spun the car around and headed back towards London. "Okay… well put it this way… I could be materialistic... fast cars, cool gadgets, decent earnings… me." Addison flashed a winning smile. "I'd be happy with that. It's a hard job yes, but I'm happy. I'd have to say the cherry on the cake could only be that onboard vibrator Sam's been promising me," she winked playfully, but then her expression turned serious. "Having second thoughts?"
"No," Skyler replied seriously. "I guess I'm just working out how I'm going to put up with you for the coming years!"
"Oh it's like that is it?"
"… And that ego… Maybe it was good the lighthouse was destroyed. You might have to build your head an extension!"
"Skyler… you're really going to pay for that one!"
"Yeah… sure I will… you and whose army, little woman?"
"Little woman? And hey, you'll get yours, I'll make sure of it."
"Will not."
"Will too… And I'm not little."
"Are too."
"Am not…I'm taller than you."
"By mere nano meters!"
"And your point is?"
"Just shut up and drive, Addison."
"Oh okay... but I still owe you one."
Skyler's laugh echoed into the distance. "Promises, promises."
The End…?
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