.hack//SIGN Fan Fiction / .hack//LIMINALITY Fan Fiction / .hack//Legend Of Twilight Bracelet Fan Fiction ❯ Episode Three: .hack//Liberty ❯ Bind ( Chapter 1 )

 

Book One- Enlightenment

 

Chapter One- Bind- The Real World

 

Dan groaned.

“Where, where am I?” He asked. He got no response. He opened his eyes, and was rewarded with a splitting headache. “Bloody hell.”

“Urgh.” Vanessa said in her sleep. Dan looked over at her, turning his head slowly. She had a knot on the back of her head, blood matted her hair down in the general area. He felt his head. His hand came back, red and sticky. He sighed.

“Life sucks.” He took stock of his surroundings. The two were in what appeared to be a cell. Yet, it wasn't any ordinary cell. It was white. Instead of bars, there was glass. They had a room where they could use the restroom privately. There were cameras everywhere. Dan looked at himself. He was still wearing his costume. He laughed. That meant he still had his emergency money, the prize money, and his credit card in his back pocket. When they escaped, they could-

`Wait!' He thought, afraid to speak out loud for concealed microphones. `How will we escape. I don't think my-` He smiled as he felt the brim of his hat. His cell phone was still there. He laughed silently. He would have to laugh at Vanessa when they got out. She had thought it ill-advised to carry a cell phone in a hat, but since he didn't have front pockets sewn into his outfit, it was the only place he could put one without it breaking. He walked into the bathroom to take it out, after, of course, searching for cameras. He saw none.

“At least there's decency in here.” He thought about who he would call.

“Mom and Dad, no, they're probably freaked out already. Can't call the police, cause we'll be arrested as Cyber Criminals. Mr. Ides works for them, he can't help. I wish that we ha-“ He laughed as he dialed a number. “When Jas wakes up, I will thank him for programming his boyfriend's number into my phone.”

The phone rang.

“Sides residence?”

“Hi, yes, is Darren in?”

“May I ask who is calling?” The voice had a familiar accent.

“Jean-Claude?”
“Yes?” Dan thanked whatever god was looking over him.

“This is Dan. From the party. Get Darren on the phone. Quickly.”

“Un moment, monsieur.” The line rang.

“Dan?” Darren asked.

“Listen, we're in a bit of a spot, Vanessa and I. Get on The World, post a message on the board to a Helba. That is H-E-L-B-A. Tell her that the bearer of light has been captured. With me so far?”

“Yeah.”

“Good. After you are done with that, tell her to contact you via e-mail. In the post, call it a Epitaph of Ragnarok. She'll get to you. Tell her to shut down all operations, security, and outgoing and incoming data streams to this facility. I want it done at midnight precisely, in one day. I want her to open all security doors as well. Finally, I want her to provide us with a safe house, anywhere in the world, along with any transportation. Tell her the Maroon Knights are to blame. She'll know what to do.”

“Okay. Does this have anything to do with what happened to Jas?” There was silence for a second.

“Darren, listen. Know this: Jas fell for a noble cause. After you tell Helba what's up, don't log in to The World for a while. You will be branded an outlaw, and besides, there are bad happenings. Okay?”

“Will do. I will see you later.”

“Hopefully. Thanks.” Dan closed his phone up, reopened it, and dialed another number and hung up. He then deleted his recently called list. He smiled.

He walked outside of the bathroom to find a gun pointed at his head.

“Give us the phone.” The gunman, dressed in black, said.

“How did you know?”

“We found an outgoing data stream. Unfortunately, we were unable to trace where it was going. You hung up just in time. Now, give us the phone.”

“With pleasure.” Dan said with a smile.

“Who did you call?” The man asked as he held the phone.

“A friend.” Dan said. The gunman hit the re-dial button.

“Welcome to D. Luscious Thighs, the only free phone line for men. Are you looking for a young, hot, sexy lady to make your-“ The gunman hung up.

“You are a captive, and all you could think of was sex?” Dan smiled.

“Hey, I was tense.” The gunman grimaced.

“Sick.” He said. “Now, here is how it is.” He pointed at the clock. “Every eight hours we slide in some food. We won't give you food unless you give us the old tray. Every three hours, you will be interrogated. If you don't answer, well, you'll see. You have no entertainment or anything until you confess to being Cyber Criminals. Once you do, things will go by much better.” The man waved his hands around.

“Welcome to the first, and only, CC Corps high security facility.” He laughed. “Or, welcome to hell.” Dan groaned. “Something the matter, pretty boy?” The man asked. Dan smiled at that.

“Nothing much. My head hurts.”

“Aw, too bad.” The man hit him on the side of the head, bringing Dan to his knees. His world began to spin.

“See you in two hours.” Dan's head hit the floor, and he dissolved into a world of nothingness.