Sucked In

Alexander Lahst. Brown hair, green eyes, long leather jacket, all sat at a cafe across from the most popular Burgerzilla in the city. His Red Eye had been refilled three times since 4am and the battery on his phone was reaching a staggering 15%. He couldn't stand waiting for people, not his true self anyway, but you do absorb some good things when taking over a human. But the bad can weigh you down like a bag of stones some times. Waiting was one of those good things today. If he told her to be here at 5am he shouldn't expect anything less right? The sun was now almost right above him and his galaxy said it was going on 7am.

"Her flight was delayed." He told himself. He felt to worry creep in about this new group he joined. Tartarus was their name. Bad people, they minds well held up sign that said, "not to be fucked with." When you get told to be somewhere by these kinds of people you better be there. Grovoton was set back for a moment. What was he thinking? He cracked his neck and took a sip of his Red Eye, the tension in his shoulders fell off like butter from a hot knife. The thing will be done. That's all. And she will be here. And she will learn. It was time the young one knew the truth of the matter. And learned about the objective of the mission if she hadn't already deduced.

He stood up and looked out the window of the cafe. The large fast food restaurant sat busy across the street. His target should be here, he hoped that the intel was right anyway. He pushed the chair to face the building and took a seat, pulling up todays news he began to read. "Mayhem in Tokyo!" Was the headline, and oh was it crazy there. If only he knew the people would react that way, never again will he underestimate the weakness of the human mind. Never. In fact, he hoped to use some of those weaknesses in the mission today. Greed, gluttony, the normal joys of human existence.

"What do you mean there's no cyber cafe's here. What is this, the fucking boonies?" shouted a black hair woman with large glasses.
"I'm sorry ma'am, but this isn't Tokyo. If you need to use a computer, i would recommend visiting a library," responded the information teller.
"Arghhhh! Fine. Where is the closest library."  
"It should be here, about an hour drive."
"Ughh... America fucking sucks."

Usagi was not too please with her day. Eiichi refused her request for a private flight to the states so Usagi had to do this the hard way. And by hard way, the really hard way. She was forced to produce a passport with a similar face that she could replicate. Then she had to find a way to take apart all her gear as so it wouldn't get flagged by baggage. Then she had to build her disguise and book a last minute ticket which ended up being an almost 20 hour flight, including the rest stop. She was groggy from jet lag and now this man told her there was no reasonable place to plug up to the web. Oh and worst, she needed an American Sim card for her phone. Sure her Japanese one would function, but everything would be more expensive plus it would easier to flag her.  She had no support structure in this country so she had to play it safe until Zero-Day had some sort of foot hold. This Pumpkin demon ghost whatever better pay well. Tasking her to find some super called Gravvy or whatever. Woman has no public photos or videos. Every news article about her is filled to the brim with destruction. Rumor has it that she is linked to big time "Hero" Organization. But all the records Usagi could pull up showed no mention of her. All Usagi could think about was that power plant mission. All those unknowns nearly got her killed. The only thing that saved her was the whole crazy wave that exploded through the city. Now its time for round two.

A couple hours later, Usagi was linked into the internet. The librarian was some nice old lady. It was really sweet. The place seemed to be mostly deserted so at least she had peace and quiet. If only the network was faster. She was ready to support from afar, at least until she reconstructed her suit. Then she would think about going on the ground. Maybe after she learns more about this Grovo dude. Speaking of which, it was time to make a call.

Connecting to cameras around the meeting spot area, she caught glimpsing of a man enter the area. "Its worth a try. Initiate Zero-Day Infiltration: Target Networks."
In a about a minute, the man's phone would start ringing. Now will he answer?


"Kon'nichiwa, Zero-Day Reporting in. My owner will be running late. How can I serve you."

Usagi chuckled when the man asked the question. He was in such a rush, he didn't realize that he was responding to Zero Day. Per her protocol, she queued up a response to give the man's location but his next set of works canceled her response. Damn, I was really hoping to hear this Grovo's reaction.

"Request for any media and communications for Location: Burgerzilla at current user's location. Searching all accessible networks and... oh, there seems a sale on the value menu. 5 items for 5 dollars. Would you like to place an order on the online store?"

Usagi fell out into full blown laughter. It was a little unprofessional of her, but she hasn't exactly been professional all day. With a few clicks Usagi was altering a the AI's priorities. As much as she enjoyed messing with people, she didn't want to completely piss off this mysterious being. For all she knew, he could just jump into the phone and come out of her computer. "My apologies user, I shall remain on task." Zero day said after her new behaviors were set.

"I am inside of the Cafe's network user. Identifying spots to charge cellular devices."

Usagi snickered again. She knew what the man meant but there isn't much she could do about that response. Well, maybe she could give him a little reminder. Static blurted out of the phone and then the voice became a little darker.

"Ohayō, This is Glitch. It will be a bit before i can find better spot to set up. I'll still be supporting you in the background. Fill free to use Zero-Day for more direct support. She's not accustomed to english, so assume she will take all your commands literally. Oh, and I copied your request. I'm compiling the Media Zero-Day acquired and will let you know if i find something interesting."

Usagi fiddled with her computer system on her alter ego's outfit. She bit her lip, detesting how unprepared this mission has made her. Everything was so rushed and all she wanted was Eiichi's support to get her a private flight. Her hands trembled with anger. This was embarrassing for the hacker. She was always prepared with several plans in motion. Now she was just struggling to keep out.
"DAMN IT," she shouted dropping her helmet onto the floor. This was pointless. She looked at the videos on her computer. None of them contain any events comparable to what she read in old news papers. All the footage claiming to record those events were unwatchable. It was as if someone was trying to cover up the target, someone with vast influence. Well, it wasn't suppose to be an easy job. Finally she let out a sigh. If technology failed, it was time to get information from the source.

Usagi walked by the Burgerzilla with a new look. A blood wig with sunglasses covering her black brown contact lenses. Zero-Day completed Grovo's request, an 20 something year old name Brandon Smalls who worked at the establishment to support his college fund. The guy seemed to have a quiet life and lived in the city about a hour or two from here. It was a weird request. Sure the boy might have heard of the target but he was just the cook. What is he gonna do? Say, "The target ordered the Number 5."

Usagi watched as Grovo's location shot off into the city, the same direction of this Brandon fellow that Zero Day picked out. The girl was actually surprise the man was actually going to pick on some ex-fry cook. Well, whatever happens to the guy would be her fault. Still, she doubted the boy wouldn't cooperate. If anything she could see him "playing dumb" before seriously answering any questions after some negatable injuries. She wish she could see, it would have been more fun to watch her "partner do his job." If only she had a real computer and maybe some pockies.

The hacker walked into Burgerzilla, which was a stupid name, and found an empty seat next to an outlet. Her phone picked up wifi which was nice. It wasnt like she wished to keep using up her data. International fees were expensive after all. She placed an order for some fries and a vanilla shake, then she set plugged up her phone and proceeded to message her "friend."

"Saw you stop moving. Did you find him? Did he give you any information?"

Usagi fought her boredom's desire to make a joke at the man. Maybe it was just being cautious. She didn't excatly know what her partner was capable of and she didn't have the Yakuza's "Protection" in this foreign land.
"You should have him make you this Burgerzilla signature Burgerzilla while your there. It would be funny to see if he remembered the secret ingredient."