Legend

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The dumpster, as he later came to know it was, seemed to be about half full of various things.
Just then the little raccoon heard a noise behind him. He turned to see what it was, and suddenly a medium-sized, Labrador retriever lumbered into the scene. The dog walked over to a small building near the bottom of the ladder, mumbled something the raccoon could not understand, and plopped down with his tail leaning against the dumpster. The raccoon knew he could not go back down the ladder now, but he also could not stay atop the side of the dumpster. The delightful aroma of food from the pile of trash below filled his nostrils. The hunger gnawed at his belly. There was only one thing to do.
Mustering what was left of his strength after the long journey he launched himself into the air. Falling downward he fell into the pile of trash some feet below. He landed on a pile of red cloth where some worker had thrown away an old security uniform. The first rumblings of thunder could be heard in the distance, and he wanted to eat before the rain began.
Finding food in the dumpster did not take long. Leftovers from worker lunches were strewn everywhere through the piles of cast-off uniforms and broken equipment. The raccoon gathered as much as he could carry, and went back to the pile of red cloth to settle down for the night. Just as he reached the cloth, however, he spied something shiny nearby. He pulled it out from the rest of the debris, and looked it over. It was a small piece of clear glass with a handle on it. When he looked through the glass, things looked larger than normal. He was not sure what it was, but took it back to his warm pile of cloth and started to eat his dinner.
Just then the skies above opened, and the rain began to pour down! The little raccoon pulled the red cloth over himself, feeling warm and dry beneath it. Happily he munched on an old baloney sandwich, and thought life was good. Little did he know his life was about to change, for somewhere above in the clouds, fate was about to take a hand.
Suddenly, a huge streak of lightning flashed out of a cloud thousands of feet above. The bolt bore down upon the reactor building like an arrow and split the air like nothing the little raccoon had ever seen before. It headed directly for the dome-roofed reactor building. The lightning crashed into the roof of the building with a vengeance, but the safety measures held, and the bolt was redirected with no damage. Still, the bolt seemed to have gained some of the radiation from within, for instead of being harmlessly sent to ground, the energy surged onwards heading directly for the dumpster as the little raccoon sat quietly eating his dinner.
The aim of the lightning bolt flew into the trash dumpster, and headed directly for the magnifying glass the raccoon had set up on its handle. The power of the bolt streaked through the glass, perhaps gaining further intensity from it, and hit an old tin can lying next to the raccoon!
Instantly, the entire dumpster was a sea of raw energy! It seethed and danced on each and every object in the pile, surging through the little raccoon, making his hair stand on end, and filling him with a power beyond his former ability. He took the full measure of power from the lightning and spun him around in circles. The last thing the little raccoon knew before he lost consciousness was the sound of a dog howling from somewhere in the distance. Then the whole world went black.
Some time later the little raccoon began to open his eyes. It was still raining, but things were now quiet. He tried to compose his thoughts, and came to know he was sore all over. He was not hurt, however. There was just soreness in his muscles as if they had been expanded. He stood up, and found he suddenly knew what all the things around him were. He picked up the magnifying glass, and knew it would help him see things more clearly. He also knew he needed to get out of the dumpster.
Instinctively, the raccoon picked up some of the red cloth he had been using as a bed. One piece was torn into the shape of a cape he could use to keep himself warm for a while. Soon he was on top of the dumpster, and slowly descended the ladder.
At the base of the ladder lay the dog he had seen earlier in the evening. Then it became obvious where the howl had emanated. The dog had been lying in his house, but his long tail had extended to where it was touching the dumpster. Some of the energy must have hit the dog as well, knocking him cold. Just as the raccoon was sneaking by the dog opened his eyes, and asked, "Where're you going?"
Without thinking the raccoon replied, "I'm… Uhhh… I'm going away, so you don't have to chase me. " Dogs always made him nervous since they were usually unpredictable.
"Awww… You don't have to run away," the dog said. "I don't mind. It gets mighty lonely out here, and I'd like to have a friend. Will you be my buddy?"
Suddenly, the raccoon realized he and the dog were speaking real words! They could communicate with ease, knowing exactly what the other was saying. The energy in the bolt of lightning had given them the power to understand things clearly, no matter how deeply encoded they might otherwise be. He soon found he could also encrypt things to keep them safe and protected from evil. That gave him an idea. He and the dog would work together to protect the world from misunderstood communications, and show everyone new ways understanding could be reached.
The raccoon also realized he could use this new power of encryption to protect himself and his friends from the perils of the world around them.
"Yes!," the raccoon said to the dog. "Yes, I'll be your buddy, and you will be mine, and we will seek out and destroy bad encoding everywhere. We will protect things to keep them safe. You can be Privacy Pup! And I will be CryptoBuddy!!"
CryptoBuddy and Privacy Pup then found their way out of the complex, and headed towards the northeast. They knew there was a great deal of misunderstanding in the state capitol, and they were off to end it!