Error Code | 707
Agent! 707 X Hacker! Reader
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(Y/N)
I'm currently typing the codes in my laptop with my sweaty hands for my boss' orders. Once I'm done with this, I'm sure that I'll get paid with large amount of money and my crime will be known on every part of the this country!
You're probably wondering what's my plan. Well, lets say that I'm just going to break in to the goverment's system and files hidden to the public. Getting through the high end firewall requires a lot of codes, but I'm confident that I'll go get through it. I'm on my way to the government's capitol to have a better range of their serve, and disable the CCTVs and the likes.
I continued typing when I found a secluded spot. Finally, I'm on the edge of getting the access to the system of high authorities. Hm, what should I do after gaining these very important information? Leak them to the public? Lame, but I'll do that in the end. Bribe the officials with the exchange of money? Definitely.
Ah, there's so much I can do after finishing this. The loading duration reads as 95%, and I start to count along with it. 96%, 97%, 98%, 99%...
But before it reach 100%, the error code 707 appeared.
"WHAT?!" I exclaimed, pissed off. I'm sure I'm within the server range!
Unless someone's blocking my way.
I peeked outside, checking if there's some people observing me. It was empty, so I proceeded to the place near the door of the capitol. As I was about to reach it, a bullet crossed its path in front and hit the wall beside me.
The sound of gunshot rang in my ears. Oh, no. They're here already?! That can't be!!
I looked up from where I thought the gunshot came from, but I saw nothing. Crap, they're on the way! I fled to the nearest hidden place, but another gunshot stopped me. The process repeated in the next minutes, but I can't just afford being caught.
I still ran and looked for some where to hide. I reached the back portion of the capitol, and there's a small tunnel in it. I fit in and stayed for a while. I opened my laptop and checked if there's a secure connection, and I found out it was really good!
"Booyah! I got it! Those shits won't get me!"
"Oh, really?"
My eyes widened as I heard and unfamiliar voice. I gazed beside me and saw a mischievous-looking man with red hair, and a black and yellow combination colored glasses. And guess what? He was holding the gun to my head.
"Now, will you please get out of here? Its very tight. How did you even fit in here?"
How should I answer this.
I was cornered, so I have no choice but to turn off my laptop, get out of the tunnel and put my hands in my head. Once we were out, he held my wrists behind me and lowered his gun.
His other hand made his way to the laptop.
"Hmm, what do we have in here..."
"Don't you dare to touch my laptop!"
At the time I said that, I kicked his face to get out of his grip, but I fail to take back my laptop because he slid it away.
I stayed in front of him as he winced in pain.
"Ow, geez! That hurt, but you almost break my glasses!" He said, checking if there are scratches or breaks in it.
"Well, almost." I muttered.
He seemed off guard, so I took the chance to get my gadget but he quickly pointed his gun to my direction.
"Nope, nope. Your hands will never touch this precious laptop of yours."
His phone rang and he answered it. I guess it was his partner.
"Oh, hey, Vanderwood. Yes, I caught her. Get down here at the back of the capitol rn."
He hung up and sighed, "Vanderwood never told me that the hacker we were hunting after is a hot chick..."
"Excuse me?"
I'm so close on kicking this guy's face for the second time. And he has guts to say that in front of me?
"Why? Aren't you supposed to feel flattered, (Y/N)-chan?" He winked.
I wore a disgusted face then asked, "Hey, how do you know my name?"
"Are you a real hacker? You don't even know who you're going against to? Uh, lets just say, I love to stalk people."
He walked forward and continued, "I'm thinking that you don't know me, so let me introduce myself to you, missy. I'm 707, the Defender of Justice!!"
One of my eyes twitched in utter confusion and irritation. Is he serious?
"I'm serious, missy. If you don't believe me, then take this."
He gave me his calling card with the color scheme of yellow and black, and a weird phone number.
Wait, now that I heard it, 707? What kind of parent will name their child with numbers.
"I see, you're the error code."
"Yes, I am. Nice to meet you, (Y/N)."
"Nice to meet you too, I guess."
I tried to swipe away my laptop from his arms again but failed.
"Give that back! That's not yours, you dummy!"
He observed the said gadget, "Hey, what's so important inside this laptop? Do you have a collection of porn videos in here by any chance? Share your blessings!"
"What 'porn'?! Don't pretend to be oblivious on the situation!"
I marched to him in desperation of getting my laptop away from this boy. He revealed his gun again, pointing it to me.
"Stop right there!"
I didn't, instead, I ran to his direction. I can't let them have my laptop. My efforts for a whole year will be wasted! Crazy as it is, I'll just dodge it, even if its neary impossible.
He pulled the trigger and imitated a childish sound, "Pew! Pew!"
I felt my shirt get wet, as well as my hair.
What.
"A WATER GUN?!"
"Are you surprised, baby? Yes, its a water gun!" He pressed the trigger once more, playing with water.
My eyebrows crossed in anger, "Stop trolling with me!"
"Whoops."
I was about to push him but his foot pressed a hidden button that opened a small tunnel, underneath my position. I fell inside and got 'trapped'. I hit the walls around me and yelled, "Hey! Get me out of here, you troll!"
I heard him answer, "Ssh! He's coming!"
"Who?!"
"Just shut up for a minute!"
I heard a loud blag before I felt footsteps come to our direction, so I obeyed and quietly listened to their conversation.
"Oi, what are you doing there?" An unfamiliar voice entered the scene.
"Ow, ow..." 707 faked his pained groan. "S-She got away..."
"What?! You idiot! Where did she ran?"
"Hey, hey, Vanderwood, don't be so stressed about that hottie. We can chase her away again."
Oh, so this is the Vanderwood guy he talked with a while ago.
"How could you be so calm when our main target escaped? Boss will scold us."
"Nope, he's kind and he'll understand the situation. And you're not even worried about me? Did you know that she kicked me right in my face? Aw, man!"
"It doesn't look serious, so its not important."
Silence entered for a while, then the other male speaked again.
"What's with these water-like stains in the floor?"
"Oh, that? I peed there."
"With all these stains scattered around?"
"I have a peeing technique that only 707 knows. Bear with it."
I heard him sighed, "You're... ugh. Just get your ass up and get back to the HQ. Its mission failed for today."
'Mission failed huh...' Seven muttered, though its enough for me to hear.
His footsteps faded, but I still don't feel its time to get out, until he tapped the trapdoor thrice. He helped me up and gave me my laptop, which he hid inside his jacket.
"There. Your laptop is safe."
I accepted it, but I'm still confused. "Why did you do that?"
"Did what?"
"That. You hid me and said to your partner that I ran away. You could've showed me inside that trapdoor or tunnel to him because its your mission but you insisted to hide me in. Why though? I'm your target, right?"
"That's true, but I don't feel like dragging a cute girl to a prison."
I rolled my eyes. "Quit with your 'flattery'."
"I know you liked it."
I blushed.
"Anyway, you have a nice plan out there, but your skills is not enough to pass me."
"You were listening?"
"Yeah. Vanderwood was in the rooftop shooting you and I was like 'oh no if you seriously shoot this cutie i wont spare your life' when I was watching."
"You could've stopped him."
"He's one of my higher ups so nope."
"SEVEN WHERE ARE YOU?" Vanderwood's voice hollered.
"Oh no, run now, (Y/N)!"
I did what he said and replied, "Thank you, Seven! Also, if my skills are not enough, I'll make sure I'll pass you next time! Hahah! You'll regret setting me free!"
He waved answered, "As if! See you in that next time!"
I completely got away and rode a nearby bus. I looked at his calling card, smiling, "Who are you really, 707?"
Meanwhile in the capitol...
Vanderwood smacked Seven's head from the back. "I told you to come and follow me! Who are you talking to?!"
Seven touched his head and turned to him to reply, "Uh, a cat?"
"JACKASS!"
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