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Televisions everywhere were currently reporting the latest news bulletin from UEN (Unified Earth News)

A woman with medium length auburn hair and a sharp pinstripe blue suit was the newscaster tonight, "In latest news, the rogue criminals known only as the Jackers have struck again at UE officials, UE minister, Edward Rose was held at gunpoint and forced to relinquish vital military documents by the renowned Jacker known simply as Trojan, Mr Rose reported although the documents were vital they weren't significant enough to warrant panic and distress. In other news..."

This city was the headquarters of all UE officials, they called it the White Zone and the nearby slums the Red Zone, the Unified Earth had been hunting the Jackers for months now ever since the rise of Trojan, some had resorted to staying in hiding within the Red Zone, others had grander plans and fought UE head on, this is the story of how one piece of data controls everything.

Noelani Tess


"You leavin' already sweet-cheeks?" A man said, brushing his hand through his dirty blond hair.

A woman, sleek and beautiful, rolled a stocking up her leg, smoothing the hosiery out as she went. Her hands crawled up her leg until the hosing was stretched tight. She stood up, her black pencil skirt falling smoothly along her shape, falling just an inch or so above her knee. Her eyes, a smooth honey color, fell over the man curiously.

"I think we've got to stop meeting like this, Markus." She said, pulling her hair back with her brush combing through it. The dark locks fell in gentle waves, until she pulled them up into a sophisticated bun. Then, Noelani was traveling to her dresser, picking small silver accessories to pin into her bun, adding a bit of style to her hair. Her make-up was pretty much already done, all but a little bit of eyeliner right at the edges of her eyes for a nice catty effect.

After doing that much, she turned once more, looking at her bed and the man who was clothing himself.

"I think you're a little uptight honey." The man said, his lips forming a crooked grin. His blue eyes were piercing, and she had a strong gut feeling something was wrong. But she had checked his chip data; he was Demarkus Anderson, a secretive little CEO of a funding corporation doing a bit of fund-tunneling for UE. He was admirable and acceptable, thus she choose him to be her little bed-buddy.

Noelani never really fell in love, since she lived for her work. But she couldn't help but desire a little off-time in her line of duty. Noelani was like a detective. She followed and brought in Jackers like strays to the pound.


"I think you can go now." She spat back, glossing her lips with a fingertip of clear lip-gloss.

The man shrugged and nodded to her, buttoning his shirt up. He slid on his jacket and left it open, the professional looking suit very nice yet a little tight on him. It made Tess wonder, but she waved it off instantly. She didn't need to worry, she was going to save her worry for work.

He stepped out of the door, and she soon followed;

And the two people went in separate directions, out of the complex and back into life...




Jack Jamison


It was good, being an identity thief in the age of security. He pulled his jacket tighter, but it was a bit tight. He should've stolen a suit from someone a bit bigger. Ah, at least he got two really nice things in the past night:

A fun romp with a beautiful woman.
And the identity of one of the top new Detectives in the city.


He brushed a hand through his dirty blond hair, smiling wickedly as he traveled through the streets, walking towards the Red Zone. The looks he got from others around him was a bit demeaning, like; "Wow he needs a hair-cut, he looks like a bum." and "He should shave."


But soon these uptight people grew scarce, and disappeared, until he was back in his home district. The Red Zone. The Slums.

Home to the Jackers and the pitiful.


Jack slipped through more impoverished appearing buildings, creeping around until he found himself back at a small basketball court, a few men already tossing around a ball.

"Looky here! Jack's back!" One chuckled, watching the man near. Jack slid out of his jacket and soon his shirt beneath, leaving only a wife beater to show. He stepped onto the court, and opened his hands.

Another man tossed him the ball.

"So where were you last night?" Andrew said, a black male in his early twenties.

"Oh just doing some things for the better good. You know, take from the rich, give to the poor. And enjoy the spoils in-between." Jack smirked.

Shan Yimono

Shane walked down the streets of the White Zone. He hated working for UE, but it gave him acces to their computers. They knew he was a jacker, but they didn't know he could control computer systems without entering them. He had to take advantage of this while he could.

Kingston gulped down what was left of his beer and nodded to Rob, the local bartender for a refill. The stinky Rob's Rod and Drinks was a shabby place even by Red Zone standards, but it was home. He wouldn't have slept there, or eaten... but in all other respects, was home.

Looking forward to going home and logging in for a few good rounds of chess while he raced the whiskey for control of his mind and concetration, Kingston looked around the bar to see if any of the friends he'd made out of the bar's regulars had arrived in the meanwhile. Before he could complete the turn on the bar chair, it went off. Heh, the news had told him this was coming. They would need him. Soon.

The ringing of his cell crushed him each time. Each time it went off he knew he had to fight the urge to smash it against the nearest wall and go on the run from the people who wanted to use him. He awnsered.

"This is King'."

Kylley walked out of the door that lead into her apartment. This apartment was her top-secret one that she had to rent out, and she now mostly hangs around there. She had to forget about her other one, because it had the setting of when some UE officials had come to chip her. After that, she had this weird new power with computers. She would write out something into the PC setting files, and a type of virus would grow on it. What bothered her was that she even accidentally creates these viruses, and she had to make trips to the repair shop. This was one of those times, as she was holding her personal laptop against the back of her arm and her hip. She turned around to face her door, and slipped the silver key into the slot, then turned the locks. She then turned and took her first steps along the dim-lit hallways, with the circular bulbs pinned on the ceiling that only gave a white-grayish shine down. She reached the door that was the entrance/exit to the building, and strolled along the sidewalk.

Shane walked back to his office in the White Zone. Another shitty day of betraying his kind. Whatever, it would work out in the end. at least he hoped it would. The reason UE had hired him was because they thought a jacker would be able to catch other jackers, because he would know how they think. A thief to catch a thief. Fine in theory. Heh. Today was differant from other days, for today, Shane had a plan...

"In latest news, the rogue criminals known only as the Jackers have struck again at UE officials, UE minister, Edward Rose was held at gunpoint and forced to relinquish vital military documents by the renowned Jacker known simply as Trojan, Mr Rose reported..."

A cynical smile slowly crept across Veronica's lips as the news report was nothing but good news to her. Any day that the UE was knocked down a notch was a good day. A caramel toned hand rose to brush away ebony locks from her visage, as azure eyes continued to focus on the screen of a small television until the report was over. Ching,ching.. Went the door of the small convenience store as another inhabitant of the Red Zone slums had entered. Her gaze slowly drifted over the young boy who seemed to be alone. Carefully she examined the boy with a curious eye as he slowly began to lurk around the aisles of the store. Eventually he had made a complete trail through every aisle before heading towards the door. To his dismay, the tall, toned body of Veronica had taken up place between the doorway. A scrutinizing glare was issued to the kid who paused out of pure fear. Though seductive, her gaze was intimidating. "I'll come through again later." Veronica mused with an erotic overtone. The store clerk simply smirked as he placed the few bills into the register drawer.

Veronica stepped outside of the store and cast her gaze along the dull streets of the slum. The area was rather bland and lacked the usual flare of the White Zone, but she knew that that place wasn't where she belonged. Looking back to the kid, before he could take off running. "I paid for the items you stole." Her tone was very sharp, as if disciplining the boy. " We're all family here in the Red Zone. Be careful, because the next person you steal from may not be so understanding." The boy's eyes lit up at her words. He quickly ran up to her to give her a hug, thanking her for "the only thing anyone has ever done for me" and then trailed off down the street. Veronica shook her head before heading off in the opposite direction.

"Trojan. You've always bested me at gathering their attention. Though we've never met, I feel that I am a rival to you. Striving to overthrow the tyranny of the UE. Oh how I wish the fibers of my body were cyber-optic so that I could have the privilege to be cracked open by your prowess. All of the data in my body, flowing through your mind." Veronica had an undying admiration of Trojan. He bested her at what she does as a Jacker. Her admiration has also turned into what some may call lust. Though never spoken aloud, her mind is ravished by the possible identities of who this renowned Jacker could be. Veronica turned the corner.

"What do you think his next move will be?" queried the UE executive.
"I don't know," answered Shane, though in truth he knew exactly what Trojan would do next. But he couldn't let them know that. Shane gazed at the computer screen, and transfered a small part of his conciusness into it.
"You'd better find out. UE doesn't trust your kind, and if you keep screwing up it'll mean my ass."
"Yessir," great. now he had a deadline to come up with a convincing lie.

GM TASK---

UE officials patrol along the border zone, one group has received orders from HQ to patrol into the Red Zone, "Roger sir, ok guys, orders to patrol the Red Zone, clear to fire in case of engagement, Jackers are to be taken alive" the officers carried portable chip scanners, anyone normal will pass the scan but a Jacker will send the device off due to the unnatural electrical signals.

The first signs of the Code have begun to surface, avid Jackers stumble across Trojans site, a small article on it reveals the presence of some data that UE is hiding regarding Jackers.