Chapter 2: Authorization Denied
Empire State Building: New
York City, New York; September 10, 1998
More than a week had bassed by since the
beginning of the mission. Cat and Shaun were already at the legendary Empire
State Building in New York. At a nearby window, Shaun can see a peek of
a Yankees game going on across the river at the Bronx. Cat was looking
over his shoulder, and asked, "Nice view isn't it Shaun?"
Shaun looked away from the window and said,
"No way! I can't even tell who's playing. Do you know Cat?"
Cat stared for awhile, then she just shrugged
at the thought.
Shaun pondered, then he said, "Have you
ever asked yourself, Where is Gibson?'"
Cat smiled and answered, "I wish he's at
the CIA Headquarters like Cliff mentioned." Then suddenly, she remembered
something. "Oh yes, we're supoosed to confront the guys at the Lobby. Come
on slowpoke!" Then they started to walk down the hall.
They were still communicating to each other
as they walked. "I still hope that 'The Azure Shade' still has the fave
maker in the janitor's closet." Cat said as she faced Shaun.
Shaun smiled hopelessly, and laughed. "Yeah!
I hope there's two of them. Both of us sure need a change of appearances."
"Let's not waste any more of our precious
time Shaun. We need to get on the moving!" Cat abruptly said as she started
to trot in the hall.
Shaun hesitated to chase after her as he
shouted out loud, "Hey, wait up!!"
At the Lobby of the Empire State Building
in Manhatten, Greg O'Conner, an Asian-American hacker hired by Cliff to
help him hack into computers, was currently chatting with Jim Harvey, a
fellow hacker who works out and is a lady's man, at a table while listening
to a band on stage at the center of the Lobby. Greg was irritated as he
waited for Cat and Shaun. He then said to Jim, while he was talking to
a lady in a red dress, "So when do you think those two will be here
Jim?"
Jim turned away from the lady and said
to Greg, "I don't know Chance. We can wait a little longer."
"Easy for you to say." Greg said.
"Come on, live a little Chance." Jim said
as he tried to get Greg to cool down.
Jim then went back to talking to his female
friend. Greg was disgusted, and said, "You and your women."
"You're just being skeptical Chance." Jim
said to Greg.
At that moment, Greg noticed that Cat and
Shaun had entered the Lobby. He stood up and shouted at them, "Hey you
two! Over here!"
Soon, the two walked over to the table
where Greg and Jim had been. Greg sat down and introduced himself, "The
name's Greg, A.K.A. The Azure Shade, and that my friends." He said as he
pointed to Jim. "Is the man himself, Jim 'The DarkLord' Harvey."
"That's cool!" Shaun exclaimed.
"So what brings you two here in Manhatten?"
Jim asked.
Greg bent down and picked up his laptop
from under the table. He got it onto the table, unfolded it, and said,
"Ok, enough with the chit-chat, I just remembered that Cliff left a message
in my laptop. Let's hear what he has to say."
Soon, Greg moved the mouse on the screen
to open a file named 'mission.exe' and opened it. Suddenly, it opened a
Quicktime and soon Cliff was seen. He started to speak. The laptop wasn't
audible, so there was text that read what he said. "Good morning LHF Team!"
At that moment, Jim leaned back on his
chair, and said, "Should take awhile. Chance doesn't have one of the best
laptops around."
Greg glared at Jim. "Hey! I was just kidding!"
Jim said as he laughed.
They continued on with viewing Cliff. "...As
you all now, your mission is to save Gibson Les Paul from the CIA. I know
this will be a tough assignment because he is currently at the CIA
Headquarters. God knows what is going on in there!"
Shaun looked confused. He looks at Greg
and asked, "What does he mean?"
Greg promptly answered, "He means that
the CIA is holding him until he gives them what they want."
Shaun nodded his head as he understood.
Cliff continued on as he said, "...The reason we want him is so we can
obtain the valuable information of the this so-called 'Top-Secret' Project:
Blast."
Cat pondered for a minute. Then she said
to Jim, "So Jim, we're supposed to get this Gibson guy so we can have this
Project:Blast."
Jim nodded. "That's correct Cat."
They continued to watch Cliff. "Cat, Shaun.
You two will be brought to the CIA Headquarters Rooftop by two mini copters
that we have developed. It is rumored that the CIA never checks the roof.
You two should be able to sneak in easily."
"Spiffy!" Shaun joyfully said at what Cliff
said.
"Before you two do anything, Greg and Jim
will try to disarm the security alarms and the cameras so that you two
can get in safely. As I was told earlier in my days..." Cliff said as Jim
yawned.
"I hate it when he says this." Jim said
as he stretched his arms.
"...so I would like to say to you, good
luck! Proto out!" Cliff said as the video stopped.
Greg stood up and added something. "Oh,
before I forget, I left two face makers for both of you in a closet. It
should be that hard to find."
Cat sighed. "Thanks for informing us."
Greg smiled embarrassed and said, "Don't
mention it."
Cat and Shaun stood up. "Well we'll be
going off now." Cat informed.
Jim then stood up and said, "Wait. Before
you two leave, I have something to say."
Cat stopped instantly, turned around and
waited for what Jim has to say. Jim sheeply smirked, and said, "Well if
you aren't busy tonight..."
"I'm already taken." Cat said as she gracefully
smiled. "But thanks anyways."
Jim was turned down and embarrassed. "Oh...
nevermind."
CIA Headquarters: New York City, New
York; September 10, 1998
In the Interrogation Room of the CIA Headquarters,
a female employee enters the room, turns on a switch with her keys turning
off the laser beam and turning on the computer. She walked over to the
computer and started to type in a combonation of keyboards that only she
knows. The screen opened a file on the screen with information on Gibson
Les Paul.
GIBSON LES PAUL DOB: 3-14-1967 BIRTHPLACE: LONDON, ONTARIO, CANADA WANTED SECRET |
Of course the secret weapon for the British
Government was unknown because Gibson Les Paul wouldn't tell more about
it and said the information was far mor advance for them to know. He would
only tell if only they promised him to have better tasting coffee.
After the lady read the information, she
came to the door, turned the switch off as she pulled her key out
and then she left.
In an empty room with the Commissioner,
Gibson Les Paul was tied to a chair. The knots were so well put in that
he was unable to untie them. Travis looked at Gibson with an angry look,
and said, "Ok punk! I know you won't talk since you don't like the coffee.
You know what I like to say about that?"
Gibson coughed, and shook no. Travis then
said, "Tough! So you know what I do to people who won't talk?" Soon he
started to laugh at Gibson, who was trying to free himself.
He was scared, so he kept quiet about the
secret weapon. Travis looked at him with a stern look, and said, "I give
people who won't talk the treatment! That's watching Barney and Friends
twenty-four hours straight! NOW WOULD YOU LIKE THAT?!?"
Gibson couldn't take it any longer, so
he shouted out loudly, "NOO!!!!! I'M NOT TELLING YOU SHIT!!!!"
Travis look surprised. Then he said, "Oh
my, you do speak. Well that's tough. You're going to watch Barney anyways."
He looked out the window of the door as he saw a sillhuoette of a crew,
so he shouted, "Ok guys! Bring in the TV! We're teaching this butt monkey
who's boss!!"
Gibson tried to strangle free, fell down
screaming, "NOOOOO!!!!!!!! NOT THE TV!!!!!"
Travis looked at Gibson, laughed loudly
and said, "YES!!! Bring in the TV!"
As the crew entered the room with a TV,
Travis picked up Gibson strapped to the chair and duct taped his mouth,
feet, and hands so he couldn't do anything but watch and listen to Barney.
He must had been a fool all this time. So he stood there laughing very
loudly like a maniac. Soon he walked out of the room and left Gibson in
as he watched unstop Barney. "...I love you. You love me. We're a happy
family..."
Empty Parking Lot Near CIA Headquarters:
New York City, New York; September 10, 1998
In a parking lot near the CIA Headquarters,
a lone van is parked there. Insid, there are many high-tech equipments,
and at a corner, Greg was sat on his laptop on a desk. "The Azure Shade
has logged on!" He said as he hacked into the CIA Computer System.
Meanwhile, Jime was eating a pack of dounuts.
Greg looked at him, and asked when his hunger took over, "Yo Jim! Could
you pass some grubs?"
Jim snared, and said, "Get it yourself
lazy ass."
"Fine." Greg said as he pushed his chair
over to grab a donut.
Soon, Greg got back to his laptop. Donut
in his left hand, he pressed the Enter button with a finger on his right.
As he stared into the computer screen, his glasses we're reflecting the
screen. Soon it asked him for the password. So he said, "Alright. All I
need to do now is to submit in a password."
Immediately, he started to type quickly...
| PASSWORD: ********** Authorization Denied PASSWORD: |
Greg was shocked. "Damn!" He sworn, "I'm
sure I know it's 'applesauce'! Maybe I have it on all caps."
He checked his keyboard if the CAPS LOCK
was on. It wasn't. So he said, "Goddamn! I better try something else."
Instantly, he heard a beep on his
communicator. He grabbed it and spoke to it, "Azure Shade."
First thing he heard was static. Then suddenly
a female voice was heard, "...What's taking you so long?"
It was Cat. Greg responded quickly, "Wait
awhile babe, I'm right on it."
Greg laid the communicator down and got
back to the keyboards so he can try something different...
| PASSWORD: ********** Authorization Denied PASSWORD: |
Greg was now irritated, he then said, "DAMMIT!!"
Jim turned around as if that was his cue.
"Having problems Chance?"
"Damn right I am! I can't get through!"
Greg said as he threw a short temper.
Jim moved over to Greg, pushed him so he
could get to the keyboards, and said, "Let me try."
Jim quickly typed...
| PASSWORD: ********* Authorization Accessed... Computing Files... Opening... |
Greg looked shock. He left his jaw wide
open as Jim said, "Now what you think of that rookie? The master of hack
is back at it again!"
Jim then laughed with himself to celebrate.
Greg pushed him away and said, "Ok, now all we have to do now is disable
the alarm and cameras, and move where Gibson is going. That's all we need
to do."
Jim nodded, "Piece of cake."
Greg suddenly remembered, and asked, "Oh
by the way Jim. What WAS the password?"
Jim responded, "It's easy. Since I know
the Commissioner's nickname is Frogboy. I considered it was ILUVFROGGY
since the secretary loves him so much."
Greg glanced at the screen. Soon he said,
"Alright! Now the real fun begins here!"
He cracked his knuckles and went to the
keyboards and started to work...
| Alarm System Disable? Yes or No? Y ....Alarm System |
"YES!" Greg shouted in joy, "Now the cameras."
| Turn Off Cameras? Yes or No? Y ...Cameras Turned |
Immediately, Greg grabbed the communicator
from the floor and said, "Okay Cat! Come over to the van!"
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