Watchdog Protection

This is an older piece but it seemed fitting for my mood right now.

Watchdog Protection

It was never a good idea to go in through a public jack. In a perfect world Simon would have a place with untraceable lines set up so he wouldn’t have to do it this way. This wasn’t a perfect world and Shelly was paying him to get it done now.

He pulled back the cover on the underside of his arm. The line popped out and connected to the input on its own. He plugged his deck into the bottom connection and pulled up the home screen. The world around him digitized as he adjusted his ready programs for the hack.

Breaking through the security apps at the cafe were not an issue. They were low grade watchdogs, he didn’t need any black ice for them. He sent them chasing their digital tails.

Once you left the confines of the jack-in, getting around the world was much easier than the average user could know. This was the playground of the hackers.

He grabbed onto a stream and whisked away to the data base he would need. At least the cafe was near the Brankot Building. They rode on the same data streams. He only needed to hit a repository within the first level of encryption.

Deep inside the data streams, time worked differently for him than it did for the outside world. It felt like forever for him to find the location he needed. While in the outside world only seconds had passed.

He was digging into the low level stuff so at most he would need a few watch dog apps to take out the locks. No problem really, his kid sister could have done this in her sleep.

As he was working through the third lock, something felt off. If he hadn’t been digitized he would have sworn the little hairs on the back of his neck had gone goose pimply.

The lock melted away from the inside out, not by his app. A black dog chomped through the last of the lock. The thing was still hungry.

You couldn’t send these doggies out chasing their tails. He pulled up a shield and fast attack app. He was ready for hand to mutt attack action.

It leapt at him, biting through the bottom of his shield. He struck out as well, took a chunk out of its shoulder. His shield wasn’t going to be much more than extra for the doggie to chew on.

He stepped back, a plan forming. The cyber dog lunged again. This time he was ready. He slammed his shield into the gaping maw, forced it open. He released the shield, then struck underneath the maw and shield into the throat of the problem.

The attack app winked out as he went back to the data base to pull up the information he needed.

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If you like stories like this check out Edge of the Knife. Take a trip into the future.

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