Cy-Lok's consciousness travels through the webways of the internet, invisible and aloof. He passes a data packet, filled with malignant software. With a wave of his hand, it is erased. He knows that in the grand scheme it accomplishes nothing, but a blow against Chaos, no matter how small, grants a sense of gratification. But he did not come to battle bits of data. Cy-Lok expands his consciousness further, searching for information as to the whereabouts of the who calls himself "Anarchy."