The clone and Kael crouched in the shadows, gazing up at the organization's high-tech headquarters. The building loomed above them, its sleek exterior a facade for the sinister activities within.
"Ready?" the clone whispered, their eyes locked on the security cameras.
Kael nodded, and the clone began to work their magic. They hacked into the security system, disabling the cameras and alarms. The clone's fingers flew across their cyberdeck, their eyes darting between the screens as they bypassed the organization's defenses.
With a final keystroke, the clone nodded. "We're good. Let's move."
The two of them sprinted across the parking lot, their footsteps quiet on the asphalt. They reached the entrance, and the clone swiftly picked the lock. They slipped inside, finding themselves in a dimly lit corridor.
"Stay close," the clone whispered, their eyes scanning the area.
Kael nodded, their hand on the grip of their gun. "I've got your back."
The clone led the way, navigating through the maze-like corridors. They avoided detection, dodging security patrols and slipping into shadows.
As they moved deeper into the headquarters, the clone's senses went on high alert. They could feel the weight of the organization's secrets bearing down on them.
Suddenly, the clone's cyberdeck beeped, signaling an incoming message. The clone's eyes flicked to the screen, and their heart skipped a beat.
"What's wrong?" Kael whispered, noticing the clone's tension.
The clone's gaze locked onto the message. "It's Aria. She's alive."
Kael's eyes widened. "What does she want?"
The clone's expression turned grim. "She wants to talk."