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-Can this lift go ANY slower?-
Laz had thought that with the huge size of the underground facility, the lifts would operate faster. Evidently they didn't. His Helmet HUD comp had used the time he'd been crouched on top of the elevator car well, and now most of the data had been converted into recognizable files, although translation was a bit iffy. most of the data files so far had been medical data; Patient rosters, orders for various unknown pharmaceuticals, a lot of Bio data, but nothing really important. He did find several memos about some sort of cell block, as well as some disturbing reports on sanitariums....

-Sanitariums are Bad Things, as I recall from my history class...-


He also was running several tracer bots through the facilities data network, and finding a lot of heavily encrypted stuff, at least encrypted heavily in whatever algorithms these people used. Some of it was pretty good, most was terrible, not even 128 bit standard. what was keeping him from decrypting most of it was the multiple layers of encryption, all of it using different algorithms. He would decrypt it.....with time.

The lift ground to a halt, and he lowered a flexi-cam through the access panel in the roof he'd left slightly ajar, and saw that the level the lift had stopped on was empty, for now. He lifted the panel, and slipped into the car, letting the hatch close above him. He quickly scuttled into cover, and looked out.

-Main Computer Core?-
He glanced quickly at the floor coding beside the elevator, and compared it to his map.
-Not main... a tertiary processing core. explains the lack of peopel around, and security....-

In a facility this size, you'd either need a truly enormous central computer room, with massive power requirements, or you could go the way these people had; have a big central facility that dealt with essential services and administration, and secondary and tertiary clusters throughout the facility to provide additional processing power as well as limited decentralization in case the main core went down.

-These people have never really dealt with any major computer problems....-

Back home, any computer for a facility this big and important would have huge security on it.

He looked around the big facility; despite its relatively minor role, the place was still as big as a major city library. The layout was convenient; the central node was in the center as normal. He tapped a paw against the main console, and a hovering image appeared. Language differences or not, a password prompt was always the same. He slid a cable in, and initiated a hack engine. the core was secured, but only against casual intrusion; the military grade codes he had were overkill, really. In less than a minute, he had full access, and loaded several worms and Trojans onto the entire network, dormant for now, but activatable from a signal from him. a little insurance.....just in case. and since the tertitiary core had a direct link to the main one, he could infect it as well. He also hooked in a remote transmitter, one with a datamining module, and hid it amongst the coils and bundles of cables and chips, then replaced the access panel he'd removed to plant the transmitter. He checked to see if it worked, and it was; a constant amount of data was now being pulled out of the system and transmitted to him. Laz smiled; information was power, and with this, he had da power.

Court was now in session.
"Our next trial subjected to the Breach, Renamon come fourth."
Three people in three large stands looked down at the platform.
"Renamon, you have been brought here today for the suspicion of Terrorism and illegal network activity In Hoboken, New Jersey"
The man on the right said.
"We have recorded information of a code that had been applied to every Digimon that had made it's way through during the breach, the code found on 'you'." Said the man on the left.
"How do you plede?"

"Not Guilty, I have no memory of how I bio-emerged to Hoboken or anything that had happened before that. I certainly don't remember me doing any crimes of that nature."
She growled, rubbing the sores of her wrists from the bounds she had walked in with. Staring fiercely at the crowd around her with her blue eyes.

Frustrated yet pressured to keep herself calm, the yellow kitsune replied sharply in what she believe was correct.
"Conviction of a crime I didn't commit? This is clearly not legal, you cannot prove that those coding were registered to me on my will. I just simply don't remember what had happened, nothing at all...."

"SIGNT Network has already recorded a breach made by a numerous amount of you so called 'Digimon' hacking the network by that same code"
Both men had brought up a data sequence of their barrier and different forms of readings. "Yours had been used, willingly."

"Not so fast..."
The being in the center called out from the center as the three argued. He had emotionless eyes and sounded more robotic than human, and had a greyish eyes. "Neural activity confirms that this individual is not lieing..." He raised up his screen from behind him, revealing her thought patterns as they spoke. "Nevertheless she has no proper place here, with no legal registration this is no place for an A.I to be...so by an ultimate decision she is to be confined here until she is to be sent to Planet Maiq." He rose up his hammer and when he was about to slam it on his desk the lights inside flickered out to darkness.
"What is this?..."

The yellow kitsune was shocked when the thick blanket of darkness blinded them all inside the room, with only the streaming blue lights on it's walls outlining their gaze.
She however could see very well in the pitch black of darkness and saw opportunity from this all, searching around her from the platform for a proper exit. Just when she was about to make her leave she was blocked by the armed security, staring right back at her with their glowing eyes.
"Argh...I don't like where this is going.."

-wow....talk about Jackpot...-
Laz knelt on the pad and stared at the massive pieces of weaponry on the walls and on tables. He consulted his map, to no avail- the place wasn;t marked on the map. He wasn't too sure, but the place had the feel of a covert weapons lab; the fact it was not on the map alone was a point. He didn't see anyone nearby, or any security at all, in fact, which made him suspicious. He pulled a sensor ball and tossed it, then ducked behind what he suspected was a 'mecha prototype, then consulted the balls readings. sure enough, there was noone around;looked like he was the only one here.

Relieved, he went over to a silver tower with many power feeds into it, and tapped at the console there. To his surprise, the terminal was in English.

-why would it be in English?-
he wondered, briefly, before dismissing the thought; English or not, he had to crack it. this terminal had far better security than anything else he'd seen, so he left a module plugged in and wandered around the lab, examining each piece of weaponry closely. When the computer chimed, and a menu opened, he went over to it, and his beak hung open with shock; the data displayed was the specs for a Marine Corp. X-50 Plasma Cannon.

-How is this here?! These plans are Top Secret Compartmentalized and Alpha Code Worded to boot! maybe 200 people in the entire Armed Forces have that clearance!-

He quickly scanned through the rest of the data, his shock at finding highly secret, highly experimental material here only worsening as he found plan after plan. New missiles, new explosives, new tanks and aircraft..... the terminal had hundreds, if not THOUSANDS of plans and tech specs, all of them Top Secret, and very, very dangerous in the wrong hands.. He pulled the complete inventory of files, and copied them onto a memory brick, then ran a trace on the network, only to find that he had no access to the rest of the Trine facility still; apparently, the main computer was well and truly fried, as he'd hoped, but the secondary system was slowly coming online again; he put its operational capacity at around twenty, twenty five percent of normal, enough that security was coming back online in the Trine facility. Whoever had reinitialized the system was good, as he;d left viruses to prevent it, but whoever had done it hadn't run across the sort of stuff he could do.

Activating his commlink, he made contact with the Datamining module he;d left in the Tertiary core, and activated it.

As repair 'Tech's struggled to fix the damage, a subroutine kicked in, and suddenly the fire system went off; Klaxons screamed, flashers went off, and every door in the entire facility opened, a safety feature. it also had the fun effect of disabling every security system in the base, including restraints.

-That should keep them busy.....-

confirming that he had gotten all he needed, he lifted a prototype off a nearby table, and looked it over, then his brows creased as he recognized it- the X-50.

-Whoever stole these plans must have done so a while ago...these things don't get built overnight....-

he found the safety, lifted it, and the gun hummed as the tiny reactor heated deuterium within. He pointed the ribbed, slightly glowing barrel at the computer core, and pulled the trigger.

When he lowered his arm from shielding his eyes, he found that the X-50 had, quite literally, vaporized most of the core away; what was left was a white hot mess of slag. he looked at the gun in his hands in awe; it was smaller than a Ma Duece, yet it would easily be able to, he estimated, waste tanks.

- what else do these guys have?-
He made a survey of the lab, and tucked away the more portable items in his pack. one item, he fit onto his wrist, and turned it on. A blueish pink oval of energy flared and coalesced, forming a "Shield" of energy from the wristguard. Laz nodded apprecingly, then turned it off and withdrew a cylinder about a foot long with two spheres stuck on the center, and lifted a cover over a series of switches, then tapped out a sequence on the keypad, and pressed the switches one after another. the cylinder beeped, once, loudly, then began to chime. Laz carefully wedged the device inside the cockpit of a prototype tank, then hurried over to the 'pad, and hit the controls. the instant he was away, the device detected the cessation of the "dead mans" signal keeping it safed, and a relay shut off....a relay connected to the power supply for the Electromagnets keeping a ounce of antimatter away from the walls of the cylinder.

Laz staggered off the receiving pad, and curled into a ball as the antimatter charge blew. Dust rained from the ceiling as the Weapons Research facility was converted to discontinuous atoms. the shielding around the facility, there for just such a situation, if perhaps not this big of a blast, held for the first few milliseconds....luckily for the rest of the base, as it allowed the sun hot blast to cool enough that when the shielding failed, the damage outside the facility was minimal.Laz chuckled; the Trine would be PISSED at what he had just done.

-Commandant is going to be pleased when he sees what I've found.... and livid when he sees classified data somehow got into the hands of...... well.....call them aliens.-