It was the middle of the night. I was brutally awoken from my soundly death in that cold, dark, humid, machine burial cave. I only asked one question: Why haven't they killed me? I stood up and felt the sweat dripping from my forehead. My legs felt as if they had been in the metal teeth of vices for a long time now. Being that there was no light source, I grabbed two of the rocks they had laid me on. Hit after hit, i finally had a spark and on that bed of wood,there became a fire. I looked around and saw what no human's eyes should have to see. It was a catacomb. Machine catacombs. Knowing there had to be a way out, i buckled my boots and started running. I had to get out of there. A tiny pinhole of light gradually became bigger and eventually became the catacomb entrance. I stopped. Why? I didn't know but something told me I should go back. I ran back. Now I knew why I went back. I saw her and undid what had been done.
"When will you be back?" asked Morpheus
"However long it takes me," I replied
"Neo," Trinity said, "don't die."
I walked down the street to Hel Club.
"I told them not to send anyone with me." I said.
"Yes, I know." Seraph said.
Inside the building there were two golden poles on either side of the hall entrance with purple velvet ropes wrapped loosely around them. To the left was a drink bar. An Arabian man sat there sipping a martini. He looked at me with a stabbing look as I gazed back and saw myself in the glossy reflection of his glasses. To the right on a red silk couch was the Frenchman.
"Pourquoi monsieur Neo? Pourquoi est-ce que tu me trouve?" he said.
"You know why." I said.
"Yes. I do. And here is your answer: I have the father of the Matrix and this time I am not giving him up."
"I thought that the Architect-"
"Wrong," he interrupted, "Neo, Neo, Neo. Didn't you learn anything? Hah. Typical. Love has blinded you. Passion has blinded you. And your own self desires have blinded you. The prophey was a lie, therefore undoubtedly the architect was a lie too. The architect was a program constructed by myself. I needed to sidetrack you, but it seemed as if you were sidetracked by something else. Or should I say, someone else?" he said.
"Trinity..."
"See? Again proves my point of causality. You love her and she gets in the way of what you think is your purpose. When really you have no purpose. It is as simple as that. C'est tres tres facile." he responded.
I didn't have a response. I was too bewildered now in a deep contemplation.
"Will you see to it that Neo is shown out, s'il te plait?" he asked.
Immediately, the Twins set down their glasses of vodka and rose off of the satin aqua-marine chairs. I didn't wait for them. I turned and walked away and met Seraph at the front entrance.
"Operator," Link said.
"Link, I need an exit."
"Ok, let's see...the closest I have is 3466 North Bridges Street."
"I'm on my way."
To get to North Bridges Street, I had to walk through Mainstay Park. It was a relatively old-looking park. The normal park:trees, benches,and a pond. A flock of birds flew and filled the navy blue night sky with black. I stopped. I felt him, as if he were a part of me. Impossible. Then the words ran through my mind over and over: 'Inevitable not impossible'.
"Well, well, well. Mr. Anderson back from the dead. Keep asking yourself why and wondering why I am not deleted- or should I say dead? If you don't recall, Mr. Anderson, I am a part of you. A part you can never get rid of. As long as you are around, I am around. Always and forever. However, I am willing to make one more deal with you. Deliver Morpehus to me and I will leave you alone. Never to hear from me again. But, if you do not deliver him to me, I will destroy myself, therefore in part, destroying you. I live to see your death and your fall, Mr. Anderson. It seems the rest of me wants to join in on all of the fun. I have done it twice and now I will do it a third time. You know what they say, Mr. Anderson. Third time is always a charm." Smith said.
"Why should I trust you?" I inquired.
"Because I am a part of you. Unerasable and irreversable."
"No Smith, as you said it is inevitable." I replied.
"Oh I'm surprised Mr. Anderson! You should have learned by now! But you are right about one thing, it is inevitable that I am going to get Morpheus whether you like it or not. You cannot stop the inevitable, Mr, Anderson."
"You're right. I can't," I said. I turned and ran. I could feel him getting closer and closer. Into an alleyway and up a chain-linked fence. I was almost home.
Trinity pulled the plug and touched my hand.
"Neo, are you alright?" she asked with a concerned look.
"Yea. Yea I'm fine. He's back. That part of him that was copied on to me is indelible."
"What does that mean?"
"It means that in order for him to be destroyed, that I must be destroyed."
"Isn't there another way?"
"No. It is the only way. As long as I am breathing, he'll be breathing."
Morpheus entered the main deck and inquired and I explained.
For hours, I was lying awake in my quarters staring at Trinity. I couldn't sleep. All those sleepless hours I pondered what the Frenchman told me. Tomorrow would hold an answer. I slept.
The shadows crept across the street and the cold wind had died. It suddenly grew hot and dry. I saw a woman standing across the street from me. I tried to call out, but nothing came out. She just stood there staring at me. A shadow crep up from behind her. It was the darkest shadow I had ever seen. A bright light appeared in the sky and lit the street up. The light was the brightest around her and I realized who that woman was. Trinity. I also realized who the dark shadow was. It was Smith. He walked up behind her. Immediately I ran to her but something wasn't right. I wasn't moving anywhere. With all my strength I tried and tried to run forward but i still wasn't moving. I looked at Smith again. He stopped about three feet behind Trinity and raised his Desert Eagle to her back
"Trinity!" I finally screamed.
Smith fired the gun and shot Trinity in the back seven times. She fell to her knees and screamed, "Neo! Where are you?" The blood poured from her chest and back and her eyes became glazed. I shouted her name again but it was now apparent she couldn't hear me. She fell on the ground in a maroon pool of blood. The sky darkened once again and Smith became a dark shadow again. He walked closer to me. I stopped trying to run. He put the gun to my head.
"No!" I screamed and sat up in the bed. Trinity was next to me still asleep.
"When will you be back?" asked Morpheus
"However long it takes me," I replied
"Neo," Trinity said, "don't die."
I walked down the street to Hel Club.
"I told them not to send anyone with me." I said.
"Yes, I know." Seraph said.
Inside the building there were two golden poles on either side of the hall entrance with purple velvet ropes wrapped loosely around them. To the left was a drink bar. An Arabian man sat there sipping a martini. He looked at me with a stabbing look as I gazed back and saw myself in the glossy reflection of his glasses. To the right on a red silk couch was the Frenchman.
"Pourquoi monsieur Neo? Pourquoi est-ce que tu me trouve?" he said.
"You know why." I said.
"Yes. I do. And here is your answer: I have the father of the Matrix and this time I am not giving him up."
"I thought that the Architect-"
"Wrong," he interrupted, "Neo, Neo, Neo. Didn't you learn anything? Hah. Typical. Love has blinded you. Passion has blinded you. And your own self desires have blinded you. The prophey was a lie, therefore undoubtedly the architect was a lie too. The architect was a program constructed by myself. I needed to sidetrack you, but it seemed as if you were sidetracked by something else. Or should I say, someone else?" he said.
"Trinity..."
"See? Again proves my point of causality. You love her and she gets in the way of what you think is your purpose. When really you have no purpose. It is as simple as that. C'est tres tres facile." he responded.
I didn't have a response. I was too bewildered now in a deep contemplation.
"Will you see to it that Neo is shown out, s'il te plait?" he asked.
Immediately, the Twins set down their glasses of vodka and rose off of the satin aqua-marine chairs. I didn't wait for them. I turned and walked away and met Seraph at the front entrance.
"Operator," Link said.
"Link, I need an exit."
"Ok, let's see...the closest I have is 3466 North Bridges Street."
"I'm on my way."
To get to North Bridges Street, I had to walk through Mainstay Park. It was a relatively old-looking park. The normal park:trees, benches,and a pond. A flock of birds flew and filled the navy blue night sky with black. I stopped. I felt him, as if he were a part of me. Impossible. Then the words ran through my mind over and over: 'Inevitable not impossible'.
"Well, well, well. Mr. Anderson back from the dead. Keep asking yourself why and wondering why I am not deleted- or should I say dead? If you don't recall, Mr. Anderson, I am a part of you. A part you can never get rid of. As long as you are around, I am around. Always and forever. However, I am willing to make one more deal with you. Deliver Morpehus to me and I will leave you alone. Never to hear from me again. But, if you do not deliver him to me, I will destroy myself, therefore in part, destroying you. I live to see your death and your fall, Mr. Anderson. It seems the rest of me wants to join in on all of the fun. I have done it twice and now I will do it a third time. You know what they say, Mr. Anderson. Third time is always a charm." Smith said.
"Why should I trust you?" I inquired.
"Because I am a part of you. Unerasable and irreversable."
"No Smith, as you said it is inevitable." I replied.
"Oh I'm surprised Mr. Anderson! You should have learned by now! But you are right about one thing, it is inevitable that I am going to get Morpheus whether you like it or not. You cannot stop the inevitable, Mr, Anderson."
"You're right. I can't," I said. I turned and ran. I could feel him getting closer and closer. Into an alleyway and up a chain-linked fence. I was almost home.
Trinity pulled the plug and touched my hand.
"Neo, are you alright?" she asked with a concerned look.
"Yea. Yea I'm fine. He's back. That part of him that was copied on to me is indelible."
"What does that mean?"
"It means that in order for him to be destroyed, that I must be destroyed."
"Isn't there another way?"
"No. It is the only way. As long as I am breathing, he'll be breathing."
Morpheus entered the main deck and inquired and I explained.
For hours, I was lying awake in my quarters staring at Trinity. I couldn't sleep. All those sleepless hours I pondered what the Frenchman told me. Tomorrow would hold an answer. I slept.
The shadows crept across the street and the cold wind had died. It suddenly grew hot and dry. I saw a woman standing across the street from me. I tried to call out, but nothing came out. She just stood there staring at me. A shadow crep up from behind her. It was the darkest shadow I had ever seen. A bright light appeared in the sky and lit the street up. The light was the brightest around her and I realized who that woman was. Trinity. I also realized who the dark shadow was. It was Smith. He walked up behind her. Immediately I ran to her but something wasn't right. I wasn't moving anywhere. With all my strength I tried and tried to run forward but i still wasn't moving. I looked at Smith again. He stopped about three feet behind Trinity and raised his Desert Eagle to her back
"Trinity!" I finally screamed.
Smith fired the gun and shot Trinity in the back seven times. She fell to her knees and screamed, "Neo! Where are you?" The blood poured from her chest and back and her eyes became glazed. I shouted her name again but it was now apparent she couldn't hear me. She fell on the ground in a maroon pool of blood. The sky darkened once again and Smith became a dark shadow again. He walked closer to me. I stopped trying to run. He put the gun to my head.
"No!" I screamed and sat up in the bed. Trinity was next to me still asleep.