As his fingers flew across the keyboard, moving as fast as he could. His hands never leaving the space above it, Dark ArchAngel, as the world knew him, watched the screen with disappointment. Again, he thought, why couldn't he do it ? It was simple, use the server to bang on the firewall as he slipped in through the backdoor. It was so simple. Was there something he missed? It seemed at every turn he encountered another problem. First, it was the code, which was normal. A missed ";" or a misspelled variable could hault the compulation and send him back into the realm of code, but these problems were different. It seemed someone waited for him, was waiting until he gave up. But he wouldn't, not at this; he was born to do this. The phone rang. He awoken and answered, "DeKLinE Media how may I help you?". "I know who you are", the voice replied. It sounded evil, deep and scratchy. "You do? I mean why wouldn't you, I am a customer support representative, again sir, How many I help you?", i said trying not to sound scared. Laughter exploded from the other end. Damn Burt, why didn't i figure it out. "Why do you constantly bother me at work Burt?!?". "Your just so much fun, and gullible and.... you know your computer at work is so open, its like having a hole in the side of your house." A window popped up, it says "Your boss knows what you did with his wife." "Burt stop your nonsense", i said as i hit 'ok'. The window closed, and i waited for another window. But instead my computer shut down. I turned it back on and hung-up on Burt. I needed to find a new job, i needed to do it, this weekend. After his work, Dark ArchAngel, went to a local bar, which was empty except for the bartender. From the outside it looked though this place was closed, maybe even from the inside it looked like it was closed too. The bartender spoke, "What do you want?", his voice showing the many years on him, his face adding to the age he was. "Where are your other customers?", Dark ArchAngel asked. "Its a bad area. You understand right?", replied the grey haired, slightly balding man. "Move back to china, and finish digging your hole you call your grave", Dark replied. The man's wrinkles seem to fade as a giant smirk appeared under the lines. "Good to have you back, Dark", thought you might have been caught, where have you been?", the old man replied as if Dark had spoken the password. "You know here and there, but nowhere is where I want to be", Dark seemingly in thought as he said this. "You got anything new?". "Well you just have to look", he said as he turned and walked to the back. A key hung above a door sill, invisible to the naked eye, unless you knew where to look. After a bit the old man locked up and said goodbye to Dark, who seemed distracted. Dark started to walk but as he crossed the street he was struck by a red Honda Civic, moving too fast to see Dark at all. The car took off even faster after the driver noticed what he has just done, leaving Dark on the ground alone. As darkness surrounded him he was enveloped and took Dark to sleep. "Burt, why do you bother me at work?", said Ton Ztonzy, the DeKLinE Media support person. "And how did you get into my compter, its not like we don't have a firewall." "Well, think of it this way", Burt replied, "try saving someone whos shot 17 times, try stopping all the holes from bleeding." Burt smiled, "I know you know how I got in Ton, plus you should change your password too." I hate when Burt is right, "What computer did you use?", although I knew the answer before the question was even asked. "It doesn't matter, but you should sleep, you look like you've been hit by a car", said Burt trying not to sound too concerned. "Yeah, later, I have to finish something tonight, I'm going to meet a friend online". "Not this Dark ArchAngel dude is it? I've never seen you two together.How do you guys work so fast, your only two people?" "I guess our brains work together or something, now go and don't let the door hit you on the way out, i don't want blood around". "Whatever, i'll be on later". "Ok", turning on his computer as burt left. He felt really tired all of a sudden and blacked out. The screen lit up black, filled with green text, some white, some red, and some blue. Ununderstandable by another person, Dark ArchAngel, Quickly scanned the screen and stopped. Hit a key, and a window appeared, again he started to type, his body still ached from the accident that happened before, but for some reason he was able to get up and go home. His friend was online, how he thought, was he always on when Dark was on. A window appeared, it says "Lets get started...". They were on for hours, they accomplished a lot. Captured enough computers now to start, the start of the end. The file was small, as soon as any of the "infected" start their computer it will connect, watch them and wait for a signal is set it all begins, But they didn't want to destroy or hurt everyone. They were out for the big one, the one that people had tried and failed to do. The one that came to your front door as you were in their computer. Ton awoken in front of his computer with a little reminder of how long he had been up. His whole body ached, why he hated Hondas so much, was such a mystery. He got up and started up his coffee machine and went and turned on his tv. Saturday, ahhh the day of rest. He needed it too. "Wonder what Dark and I got done last night", he said allowed to himself. "Lots", replied Dark, "Tonight we will get in, tonight they will pay, and tonight is the last day we will work". "Ahh good, well I'll see you later then, Dark." "I won't go too far." Ton went on his computer and most of the day he was changing task managers on all the "infected" computers to startup and load tonight, starting at 11:59pm. As he had to write each command manually he was very tired after. He slept again, but it wasn't a deep sleep, he tossed and turned until his alarm awoken him for the time had come to change the world. Dark awakened in front of his computer, "Ton", he said aloud, "Tonight, or now is the time to start this, you thought it up so you have the honours." "Thanks", said Ton, and with a click 673 computers across the world began a program. This program would attack the firewall and proxy server. It was enough to bring the firewall down. So Ton and Dark could walk through the front door as the firewall crashed and burned to hell. The bank mainframes started to hum vigoriously. The security guard got up and stared at them, "never done this at this time of night", he said aloud, "but these are expensive computers, they are probley cleaning themselves", as he shrugged and went back to sitting. But the computers were not cleaning themselves they were decrypting their own data and transporting billions of dollars from millions accounts. Small amounts are not looked at by the sniffers, so these look like small transactions from dollar stores. Dark smiled. A greedy smile went over his face, it was now time to get rid of Ton. "Ton", Dark said, "why don't we go for a walk while our computer works?". "I guess we could go for a walk", rising out of the chair, "let me get my coat", walking into the kitchen. "Your coat is not in here, where are you taking me, Ton answer me". "Why its not like you have so much control while I'm awake". "But, you were never sleeping when i controlled you, you knew what was happening to you, you let me control you". "Maybe I did then, but not now", Ton grabbed a knife and plunged it into his own chest. "Your not controlling yourself now", Dark laughed out. "I will do it again". The knife is pulled out and then dropped by Ton. "I control me now", running into my room I threw open my drawer and searched for it. "I want you to leave now", I grabbed hold of my .44 and put it to my head. "You leave now, Dark, LEAVE!!!". "Ha, I'm not up there" "Yes you are now say goodbye Dark", as I pulled the trigger my life with Dark flashed through my head. The time at the bar, he wasn't talking to Dark, the old man talked to me, Dark just controlled what i heard. I got hit by the car because Dark was occupying my mind with garbage. I never ended up at the hospital because he took me home. And when I programmed it was him, he gave me the power to do that. Why would I give that up? Maybe because he wanted to kill me. How would he anyways, if I died he died. The bullet missed my head. "How did I miss Dark?". "Because I won't let you give up on me, I wouldn't survive either". "Dark, leave me", I yelled. "Get out". As I said that an angel left me, it walked out of me and turned towards me and stared at me. It's wings flowing of dark energy spread out making the room a dark glow. it was dressed in the armour of Romans, but it was all black. The head looked like mine but wore black sunglasses. "Hi, Ton, here I am and here you die", grabbing the sword at his side and spun it within his hands. It let out an aura, it sent chills down my entire body. "Lets go". He threw a sword to me, I took it out of it's casing and looked at it. It glowed white, a sword of good, it empowered me. "Slay me", Dark said, "and I shall free your mind of me but fall by my sword and you shall sit in the passenger seat the rest of your life". "I will take you down", I said as I pointed my gun at Dark and fired. The bullet seared through him and into the refrigerator "Ahh, you cannot hit me with anything from your world, we are in your mind". I sliced at him many times, but every swing met his own. He wasn't trying yet and I knew it. I went to slice again and he got me across the stomach, a new cut where the knife one was, but not anymore. I went down and dropped my sword to hold my new gash. His sword raised above me. He swung and I rolled out of the way, grabbing my sword. His sword struck the ground spewing out black energy out. I took my sword and stuck it in Dark. I got it right into his chest. he dropped his sword and lifted me up by his hand. "I am not gone forever", Dark said almost angelic, "just wait for me to return, I will survive in you for the rest of your life and beyond. He disappeared in a ray of red light from below. I found myself awoken by the sound of a ring, I answered the phone, "Hello?". "Your supposed to answer the phone 'DeKLinE Media, how may I help you?', stupid", said the voice. "Burt?", i stuttered out. "Why wouldn't it be me? You ruined my joke." "I know, I know." "I'll get you later then", and Burt hung up. The phone rang again as soon as I put it down, I shoke my head and answered, "DeKLinE Media, how may I help you?", as sarcastic as possible. "You can help me a lot Ton", Dark spoke, "You WILL help me a lot", a laugh escaped the other end of the phone.