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As he sits in front of his computer, and works his way through some low security, he connects to the secretary's computer and gets into the main server at VENDURA.CO.LTD. He uses the word God as the password for the head administrator HerHoliness when prompted.
Nice graphics display on his monitor and they represent the machine's vast systems.
"YES! A hit, and it's knocked out of the park. You and me.
We're gonna show em baby."
He kisses his computer screen.
Unbeknownst to himself, security has become aware of his activity and begins to track him, but Tony has spoofed from a myriad of computers in multiple countries and multiple states to mask his location.
"Okay, okay, we need proof that we were here.
Right, uh..."
Tony starts looking for something to download. He enters Ls and his screen displays the folders and files in the current remote directory.
"Yeah, okay, open that."
Tony is an elite hacker and on his quest to impress his friends, opens a folder titled CompanyWaste and copies the contents within.
He lays in his bed and is sneaking a joint while his computer downloads.
Suddenly, there is a knock at his bedroom door.
It's his mother, Catalina.
"Shit!" In a panic he puts out his joint and sprays the room with air freshener.
The door bangs again.
"I mean it! Open the door, Anthony."
When he unlocks the door his mom bursts into his room. She's wearing a tiny white shirt that doesn't cover her navel and short pajama shorts. She quickly pulls her silk robe together while he's still clambering into bed.
"Bed. Sleep. Now!" and she turns off the computer. It wasn't finished downloading.
She kisses him tenderly on the forehead before trailing down and kissing his lips.
"Sweet dreams, baby."
After she closes the door, Tony takes the floppy disk out of his computer and stashes it in an air vent in the ceiling.
Catalina is an ordinary Spanish woman. She has fair skin, large breasts, an hour glass figure and a nice tight behind, but in her every day clothing that is all hidden. She dresses in frumpy dresses and blends in. In fact, to most men she is invisible. She is more than invisible. When something is invisible it is at least noticed that there is an empty space there. If she were ugly, she would be noticed and avoided. If she was beautiful, men would shower her with attention. The problem is that she was not in the least bit noticeable. She was a heaping mound of mediocrity whose very presence screams don't notice me, but hidden under her attire, and comely appearance, is a beautiful, passionate, and exotic woman.
Shortly after finding out about Catalina's pregnancy when she was 15, Tony's father who was 17 at the time, started planning for his family. When he turned 18, he joined the army reserve and was trained to work in computers. His life was going as planned. He had a wife, a child, and a well paying job. After a few years he began to resent Catalina because he felt that she had trapped him, but he begrudgingly went to work each and every day without complaining. She was a good traditional and loyal wife, but felt guilty because he stopped playing his guitar. Her husband had had dreams of playing in a hair metal band, but had to give it up to support his family. As far as she had known, he was a decent faithful husband. They moved around a lot, but if he was going to be late or had to leave for a few days, he would always call to check in on them. In 1990 when Tony was 13, his father was shipped off to fight in the Iraq war.
He died a few months after leaving. He was blown up by a scud missile. The news was devastating and Catalina was crushed, but the Survivor benefits program allowed her to focus on raising her son.
Sometime in 1993, Catalina had moved she and her son into a town home in the big apple. It took them some time settle in, and get used to the bustle but she eventually developed a routine, but then, one day, fate dropped a big load on her.
She was at the grocery store, when she saw a man in the distance that looked sort of familiar, but different. At first she didn't give it much thought and went on her way, but she eventually gravitated towards the man as she pushed her shopping cart around the store. When their eyes met, her heart jumped into the throat and his face turned white. He began to flee but she cornered him. It took all of her strength not to cause a scene but she demanded to know what the hell he was doing. At first she was in disbelief, and thought she was crazy, but after the shock had passed, she was filled with anger. He looked rough and his hair was so long.
"How could you could have abandoned your family." She asked.
The man was Tony's father.
"It was the biggest mistake of my life. I'm so sorry!" He whined.
"I'm a roadie for the band Warrant."
Catalina crossed her arm and tapped her foot.
"So what! I'm the mother of a handsome son, and he's your spitting image!"
He tried to reason that he at least made sure they would be provided for, yada, yada, yada. Catalina didn't want to hear his excuses. She took care of her son and was living comfortably thanks to stocks she bought. She had a good mind to turn him in, but slapped him and left him standing in an aisle looking pathetic.
Two years later, Catalina finds herself pondering that memory when her friend whom she was waiting for approaches her small table outside of a small Italian restaurant.
"I ordered us both sparkling water and a quatro formaggi"
"Good I'm starving!" She says and sits down.
Half way through their meal Catalina realizes her routine needs to change. Her friend is so self absorbed in her conversation about dating and going out and doing fun things and she is so boring and has no stories besides being pathetic, abandoned, and unemployed. Well, she enjoys being unemployed. Her friend notices Catalina is withdrawn, and shifts her focuses.
"Are you going to be asking a lot of questions? I don't got all day."
Her friend lowers her eyebrows.
"Are you still mulling over your soulmate?"
Catalina's shoulders drop.
"He's gone."
She reaches across the table and touches Catalina's hand.
"Honey, he died. It's not your fault. You need to get out there and find someone else." Catalina shakes her head.
"I believe there is that one perfect person out there to complete you."
After taking a sip of her drink, she swallows.
"And if you don't find him, what, you're incomplete? That theory is so dangerous. First of all, I'd like to think that people have more than one soul mate. Look at me, I've had hundreds. Just find a guy that looks like him. This is New York! There's thousands of men."
That night Tony again hacks into the same company. He is making his way around when suddenly, the ARPS screen is replaced by an ominous message:
U CAME BACK
BIG MISTAKE
NOW U SUFFER
WHO R U?
Tony starts to type ATOMIC...
"No, wait."
Tony types:
MISSILE EXPLOSION.
WHO WANTS TO KNOW?
Tony's screen dissolves into:
YOUR WORST NIGHTMARE
"Unbelievable. A skilled security tech!" Tony whispers to himself.
Then the screen changes again:
WORST NIGHTMARE
SEZ U GON'
B ARRESTED
Tony's screen flashes.
"Yeah, okay Worst Nightmare, that's enough."
Tony begins punting Worst Nightmare. Tony starts hacking, and so does Worst Nightmare. Tony jumps to another server and the security TV's shutoff at Vendura. It doesn't take long for Worst Nightmare to find him, and they fight over it. The TV keeps changing.
The message comes up on Tony's computer screen:
I WILL
CRUSH U LIKE
THE SNAIL U R
More flashing TV screens as the dueling continues, more half second feeds.
Tony responds:
NOT!
TALK TO THE HAND!
As the duel continues, Tony types back another taunt:
WHATEVER!
AS IF!
Tony types a command and sends one last message
BOOYAH!
The screen turns off and the computer restarts.
"What'd he do... Shit! He's gone!" Worst Nightmare screams.
He turns his chair and removes his ear phones.
"Did you get him?" He asks.
The other security tech shakes his head, but shows he has 145 possible locations.
Tony brings his fist of victory to his chin and giggles while spinning in a circle in his chair.
It takes a few weeks and a lot of dead ends, but Worst Nightmare is fueled by ego. He illegally uses DMV computers to search the database to find the names at the addresses for every IP address footprint. He believes it has to be a kid or teenager who hacked into his company because of the use of slang when taunting, and if it is a teenager, he wonders how he learned. Where he got the time. He must be affluent, have a single mother, or just both parents are busy working. After some more detective work Worst Nightmare narrows it down to five and digs through their lives.
One morning, not long after arriving at work, Worst Nightmare picks up the phone and calls his Vice president. He tells him that the companies main computer has been breached, and information was stolen.
The VP is silent.
"I stopped him during his download and was able to retrieve some of it. He has proof about a certain higher up paying for sex with company money."
The VP winces.
"Does he know who?"