Memoirs Of A Hacker: Kamui's Monologue

Memoirs Of A Hacker: Kamui's Monologue

Memoirs of a Hacker: Kamui%u2019s Monologue.
By Kamui.EXE



There are two things in life you should never do. The first is never trust your dog to guard Your food. The second is never trust shifty government organizations with your stuff. Unfortunately, the last thing I said I really didn't know or even think about until now. Now let me fill you in as to why. Imagine this.... you are a talented computer nerd with skills not only in graphic design and programming, but also in hacking too. I'm known by the police as "Kamui.EXE, The Black Rose." Even they don't know who I really am or look like. No one does actually. Well... almost no one. My sister, Catleen knows.... but that's about it. But let's set that all aside for a quick second. Let's focus more on where I am right now and what I'm up to. That's slightly more important right now since it'll help more with the story. So what's up? Well... for starters, I'm in a tree with an unloaded gun tucked in to my pants (it would have been a belt... But I don't wear many belts....), with a newspaper, a plastic dinner tray cut up in to bits, underwear waist-bands, and duct-tape crossbow in one hand and a student in my goggle's cross hairs. Yep. I'm going to kill this guy. Well.... sorta. The much more better word is "logout." You see... me and my fellow students from Gaukuen High are in the middle of a game where the objective is to kill off the other players and be the last one standing. Oh... yeah.... this game... isn't exactly real. It's actually a series of ones and zeros. Yup... you've guessed it! It's the most realistic FPS computer game ever built with VR and a whole wack of really advanced technology. Really cool stuff and I'm the genius who created it! Yeah.... Microsoft has been after me and my freelance programming skills for years to work on some of their newest and hottest games for the Xbox 360. (or at least the skills as Kamui the person and not the hacker would advertise.) I've done some stuff for them. Really nice stuff actually.

But anyways, this game that I'm in right now, "Battle Royal VR," is probably one of my coolest creations I've ever programmed and designed straight from scratch. Well.... it would have been more cooler if it weren't for a few little problems. Remember those shifty government organizations I've told you about earlier on? Yeah... those cloak and dagger, Men In Black types? Well.... I kinda made this really bad deal with them. So here's how that came to be. Now rewind to about four months ago. Yeah! That's the spot! So anyways, I was leaving school to go home that day. Normally, I'd be with Catleen right then walking home with my computer bag in tow. But that day was different. Catleen was with a bunch of friends right then at some pizza place. Kinda spontaneous.... but hey! It was a Friday anyways! But that's a Friday I won't forget that easily. You see... on my way home, I was snagged up in this big black SUV, gassed (...or was it knocked unconscious? Bah! I can't remember!) , and taken to this undisclosed location (which looked like a warehouse from the inside come to think of it) where I woke up surrounded by all these suited men and this one tall and rather scary looking guy... who was looking at me.

When I came to, he said "Had a nice nap, sleeping beauty?"

At that moment, I jumped to my feet, grabbed this chain from off the floor and swung it around like nanchucks and said "Do you want to make something of it?"

Now I probably could have taken on all those guys except for the fact that they suddenly whipped out guns and well.... staring down at least thirty gun barrels kinda made me think differently.

I then said "What do you want?" knowing that I was totally out numbered and outgunned.

I mean, I could have tried and maybe made it through.... but it wasn't worth it. Better to give up and be alive than to be outgunned and probably dead. Besides, it doesn't matter what you think when you're dead. So anyways, the big guy asked if I were "Kamui.EXE, The Black Rose." I simply said "no" and hoped that I'd be on my way. But I guess he saw right through that lie and was able to figure out who I was.

He then said this: "I've had a lot of trouble tracking you down, Kamui. But even someone as talented as you can leave a trail.... even if it is close to being invisible. I have brought you here because I require only skills someone such as yourself could have."

I then asked "Who are you and what do you want from me?"

He replies, "Names are not important here. If you must know anything, you can call me "Mr. Sulluvan" and know that we are with the military and wish for you to design a game for us."

Imagine that! The military wants me to program a game for them! Isn't that cool or what?

But me being me, I had to know the cost, so I asked "If I don't, what are you going to do about it?"

The next answer was one I wished I didn't hear.

Mr. Sulluvan then said "I would not hesitate to take someone dear to you at any means necessary."

He could only mean one person and she was with her friends at that time. That was too steep to turn down this job. So I said to the guy that I would make him the best game I've ever created that's so real that you couldn't tell what was real and what wasn't. The game he had me design was this Battle Royal one I'm in right now.

As time went on and those four months came and went, I discovered that the game was originally intended for the military to help them train and maybe build moral in the troupes being sent to war overseas. Me being me, I wanted to one up a few things. For instance, you can feel pain in the game through these "Receptors" that were included in the headgear, or to give the idea of being dead when you "died" in the game and logged out, your receptor collar would gas you and knock you out for a while. (As you can imagine since I tested all this on myself first, I got really used to being gassed so often. Actually.... I'm immune to that gas now.....) As far as the character models for the game, I just tossed in some old dummy models I made of people in my school. You know... It's kinda funny to be running around on this map trying to kill off NPCs that looked like people from my school. I wish it just stayed as just a funny thing and not what it is now. Now fast forward to a few weeks from now. Mr. Sulluvan comes back asking for the game. The game was almost done except for one major and possibly deadly bug.

You see... Each collar also carries an electric charge to them so you can give a small electric jolt to one of the players to maybe stimulate pain a bit for a while. Not really a deadly jolt... More of a waker-upper type jolt. This would be all fine and dandy but for one thing. The bug, which is located in danger-zone 2418, releases the full and more deadly charge capacity of the collar to one person thus probably killing them in the real world. This bug will only activate with one collar in particular... the one collar that contained the larger charge. Yeah.... big mistake on leaving that in there. But Mr. Sulluvan wanted it anyways. That fact didn't matter to him... nor did it matter that I didn't replace the dummy character models with anything better. He wanted it "as is." He said that it was important and that his guys would fix the rest. Bad idea! They didn't. So here I am now in a race against time to track down danger-zone 2418 and debug it before some idiot walks in to it and KABOOM!

So my mission is to force as many logouts as I can, protect not only my sister but everyone else too, track down the bug and debug it before it's too late. Having all these other guys in the game makes my job harder and much more dangerous. They wouldn't understand what's going on.

I'd be telling them that there is no spoon and that it's just ones and zeros and they'd say "How the hell do I eat my jello, idiot?" or "Yeah.... And my shotgun isn't real either" before they blow my head off.

Yeah.... that would go over so well. I can just see it. When we're all dead in the real world at some point and we're all on our way to to either heaven or the other direction, I can hear god say when it came to me, "You killed another student! Satan has a special place in hell for people like you."

Yeah... that would end badly. So I have to kill them in the game and force them to logout. Trust me.... it's better off that they didn't know anyways. My second objective after that is to logout and stop Mr. Sulluvan. It's dangerous, but I have no choice. I caused this mess and now I have to fix it. Now why did it have to come down to this anyways? Why couldn't I just stick to collecting some more Teagirl action-figures? I still need season two edition of Fern Sobers, and the season one edition of Taya and Coffee Lad. I think if I hunted around eBay... I might find them.... hm.... er.... yeah.... where was I again? Oh yeah! Back to the game!

Anyways, there are two things you should never do and you already know what they are and why. But there are two things that shifty government organizations should never do either. The first is never trap the programmer in her own game. The Master Control Program from Tron figured that one out the hard way. The second is don't underestimate me. I will complete my tasks set ahead of me successfully and fight to the death.... both in this manufactured polygonal world and in the real world. Mr. Sulluvan, you didn't really know or think about what I can do and what you did. Now, I will make you pay by all means necessary.