Binary Code

Chapter One

Hearing little children screaming at you for cheating when all you did was win is such a fun thing. Yes, I may have used cheats, but they didn't know that for sure. 

I was playing a shooter game that inconveniently has a voice chat feature. I'm not going to name it just for certain purposes, take your guesses. 

I had been playing for about 23 hours straight, with a few occasional bathroom breaks, my hands had finally started hurting from holding the controller for too long. I quit the game and put everything up in their proper places. I may seem like a slob but organization is crucial. 

I let out a big yawn and stretched. My back, wrists, knuckles, and neck all popping simultaneously. It was 12:00 in the evening. I got up and walked over to the curtain-covered window. I opened the curtains and sunlight flooded the room. The light made everything easier to see, from the drink stain on the floor to the bags under my eyes. I watched the cars zoom past from the inside of my home, little blurs of greens, greys, blues, and reds flew by. They were, of course, followed by loud rumbling, with the occasional asshole on the obnoxious motorcycle. You know they make that booming sound on purpose.

I walked back over to the tv and grabbed the remote off of the floor, I turned the tv on and went to the news channel. The lady on the tv started talking.

"This just in; The notorious group, "Binary Code" has supposedly been spotted just downtown of Vodo Tower."

I lived downtown of Vodo Tower. I glanced at the window, nothing suspicious was out there. Vodo Tower was the pride and joy of Vodo City. "Binary Code" is a group of elite hackers and criminals, I would be lying if I said I didn't take inspiration from the group. No one knows what they actually look like, but each member has a significant color they go by. Their outfits are colored accordingly. One is blue, one is orange, one is purple, one is green, one is pink and one is white. The blue one is supposedly the leader of the group, but, again, no one knows.   It's all an assumption of sorts. People who see a group with the same colored outfits automatically assume it's Binary Code, but it's usually just a group of normal kids or people imitating the group.

I turned off the tv and walked to my room upstairs to get dressed. I was in a t-shirt and shorts for the past 23 hours so, I figured it was time.

Upon entering my room, the scent of old ramen cups and half empty soda cans filled my senses. It was a horrid smell but it was also strangely welcoming. Video game and anime posters covered the walls. I was a huge nerd, huh? I had a few Polaroid pictures hanging up too, mostly of landscapes and people I suspected to be in Binary Code. It was illegal to take pictures of people without their permission, but this was for my own cause. A laptop was laying on my bed, charging. Beside my bed was a desk that held two other computers. A soda can was on the side of one of the monitors. I walked over to my closet, it had a tree engraved on the side of it. 

I opened the closet and grabbed another t-shirt and jeans. The t-shirt was plain red and the jeans were black. I put on some normal white socks and checkered high tops. I tied a white hoodie around my waist and examined myself in the mirror. My hair was still a mess, so I put on a red beanie to cover up the blonde rat's nest. My eyes were still hazy and dark, but I didn't care about that.

I decided to go searching for some signs of Binary Code. Any kind of emblem or something, anything. 

I grabbed my phone, shoved it in my pocket, ran down the stairs and zoomed out of the house.