12 Against Injustice

"This super high-profile aircraft has been equipped with our company's best flagship features for both comfort and safety. Everyone may rest assured that this flight will be some of the best this world has to offer in our current era. We are now entering flight mode, your seats will now fasten themselves, so please raise up your hands. 

If you have any desires while we are aflight, please press the 'Help'-button located on the underside of every chair's armrest. This has been your flight attendant: Marry speaking."

After hearing this monologue I put my earphones in, and started listening to some random podcast, this was like any other time, I was used to flying, I often traversed between countries I was called to, the rest of my crew were all sitting in the 11 seats closest to me, they were all geared up and ready to deal with any difficulty the "job" may force upon us. 

This time however was slightly different from what it was like normally…, I had to take a leak, and I was sitting in the middle of the sile, on my right was the girl we called anon, she was an expert in hacking, she always wore all black, and her hoodie covered up all her face, she even wore an air circulating mask to further enhance her incognito. On my left was another legendary figure, his code name was Martyr, his looks were mostly normal from an outsider's perspective. Anyhow, after looking to both of my sides, I put together that anon was probably less likely to kindly let me pass through since she absolutely despises any kind of activity that is benefactory to her. Considering this, I looked back over to Martyr, and before I could even ask him for the favor, he was standing and showing me the way with his hands suggestively as a gesture of kindness. I bowed my head a tiny bit, and made haste towards the toilet, just looking back at the isle of my co-workers… we totally stood out, even with all the measures we took trying to mask our mission, and trying not to stand out, the fact that anon wouldn't let the staff of the airport to inspect her, and look under her hoodie, I had to use my fake special-ops card to get in, well it is not really fake, but I am not a special-ops member…, anyhow, the worst part wasn't even that, it was more so one of my colleagues belongings.

After thinking this all over and considering the detrimental effect of us failing the mission, I just decided to give the difficult task of calculating my team's best options to my secondary brain. I was implemented that brain when I was 12 years old, or it's more fair to say that I had implanted that brain inside myself when I was 12, my second brain is capable of complicated but rather straightforward tasks such as the one I just gave it, it does not possess a will of it's own, but controlling it is still quite a bit of pain. The brain is situated inside my chest, and naturally it is connected to my original brain, I can technically do about twice the amount of calculation in the same amount of time as a normal human could do, obviously there are a few exceptions to this rule, but it is safe to say that I am by far humanity's greatest brain, and I use all this knowledge in this shitty job….

With my inner thoughts coming to an end I finished my duty on the toilet and walked back to my seat on autopilot. Martyr was waiting for me to take my seat, yet again I bowed for him, and got myself seated. 

As I sat down on my chair I felt strangely sleepy and dozed off immediately.