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We can rebuild him. We have the technology. We can make him better than he was. Better...stronger...faster. - The Six Million Dollar Man

Mercenary. Hacker. Charm school graduate. Teddy bear collector. Raver. Troll.

'What, never heard of it? I thought a young hacker like you would already know. Well let me tell you…'

Every soldier knows he may be called upon to make the ultimate sacrifice. What he doesn't always know is the depth of the other sacrifices he may be called upon to make.

'She's dead, Jim.' 'We have the technology, we can rebuild her.' '... Yes. But should we?' 'We must, in order to counter his scheming.' 'Then we'll do it.'

Sometimes, gentlemen, you must find yourself a location beyond the reach of the law. I'm sure you understand. Those dreadful precautions, the endless nagging, sometimes it's simpler to just do what you need to do.

The RJD2 series virus, affectionately known as The Red Scribble, is the scourge of cyberspace.