The Virus in the Matrix: Tales of a Psyhacker

I find myself running through an underground tunnel. I must be recovering from amnesia. I pull up my HUD. A map of the area floats in front of me, and my target. I am on the astral plane. I hear a boy screaming in terror and pain. I don't remember my name or who I am, all I can feel is pure rage as I sprint down the tunnel toward the scream. I shift through a rusty door, and the scene turns my stomach. A hairy fat man is raping a young boy. I wrap my arm around the man's throat, and yank him back. He coughs and chokes, stumbling backwards. The boy runs away. I plunge my Psi-dagger into his right kidney, and his astral body twitches, and ectoplasm leaks out of the wound. I drop the man to the floor, and cleanse my blade with violet flame.
The man's physical body has a grand mal seizure. I see his spirit float up out of his body. I slice it in two with my Infernal Sword, and his soul screams in pain and agony. I cast each half into different dimensions. An alarm goes off. Men in uniforms run in the room.
"Oh my God, the Admiral had a heart attack."
Then, the see the boy's bloody clothes. "What the fuck?"
I spit on the dead body, and teleport back to the Black Pyramid.

I am disoriented. I pull up my HUD. I'm getting a ring. It's Nomad. "Virus, we have a target in range. We have a lock on him."
I am on some strange desert landscape. Mars. I breathe. This is a dream, no, I am on the astral plane. I see the Martian soil at my feet.
"He's asleep in the colony," Nomad says. He downloads me his coordinates. I type them into my holo-keyboard, and teleport to the pedophile's location.
I am in a room made of what looks like platinum. There is a sweaty fat man sleeping here. I shoot an astral tendril to his brain. What I see horrifies me. “Nomad, we have verification.”
I open a pouch on my belt, and toss three beetle robots on to him. They latch on to his pineal gland, heart, and spinal cord. Program: Terror/Fear. The beetles twitch and vibrate, and the pedophile whines in his sleep. I smell the stench of urine, and suddenly he sits up in bed, screaming. He turns and looks at me. I morph into a fiery angel, and lunge forward, slamming his head against the wall. I begin to choke him, he gags. I hear him asking, “How can an angel kill me?”
“Virus, Abort Mission, you have a literal army of spooks coming your way.”
“No, fuck them.”
“Dammit, Virus!”
Nomad opens a portal on the side of me, and the spooks open one behind me and yank me through. I feel pain in my head, then black out. I awake strapped to a table. I try to teleport out. I can’t.
“We have ways of trapping your astral body, Mr. Virus. You thought it not possible? And now, witness.”
I am in a large white room, like a medical room for students to look down and watch a surgery. The spook clacks some pliers he picks up off a table. “Damn you psycho Agents! Can’t you see you are slaves?”
“You are the slave, we are the masters!” Then this man dressed as a doctor clenches down on my testicles with the pliers, and twists them. I scream in pain, I can’t block it out.
“You want to kill people in the real world through your “astral hacks” as you call them? How does it feel for your astral body to be held captive by us?” A portal opens behind the “doctor” and a hand yanks him through. Multiples portals open, and people wearing Guy Fawkes masks unload mind bullets into the Agents. They slice through my bonds with a psi blade, then we portal back the The Black Pyramid. I am taken to the Healing Room. I lie on a large bed. I feel nauseous, and pass out.