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prologue

gerard way had always been creepy. 

he'd always been smart, too. super smart and a little creepy. at the young age of twelve, he'd already taught himself how to get to the dark web. he'd taught himself how to hack into computers across the world at the age of thirteen, and he'd graduated high school at fourteen. 

he was first approached by the military at sixteen, when he'd hacked into nasa and accessed top-secret files about the space station, and rockets the government were working on. they came to his house and apparently expected literally anyone, apart from the greasy, coffee stained, awkward boy they'd found. 

he was hired as a hacker for the fbi when he was eighteen, but quickly grew bored of the job and quit. the fbi did not like that, but gerard threatened them with exposing some things that the government would rather keep secret, and they let him off. 

he lived off of his earnings for a while, but his creepy instincts had kicked back in. 

when he was a child, he liked to observe other children to see how they act, and that way, he could copy them to fit in. it usually didn't work, though, because he was rather awkward and couldn't do all of the things the other children could do. he didn't like sports like the other boys, and he didn't like doing whatever it was that girls did, so all he would end up doing was observe, until someone would notice and call him a creep, or a freak, or a weirdo. 

he eventually grew out of it, but at the age of twenty-two he became bored with his life and he began to watch people again. he realized those were his two favorite things- observing people, and pissing the government off using computers. he figured out the perfect plan, and the perfect job: 

become an nsa agent.