DISCLAIMER: Trigun and its characters belong to Yasuhiro Nightow.

DISCLAIMER: "The Matrix" and its characters are not mine.

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Meryl Stryfe had no idea how this had happened or even was possible, given the size differences between her and Vash, but she had wanted it long enough that she was asking no questions as she rode the waves of orgasm.

Then the door burst in and it all went to hell…

"Let me get this straight, Mr…Morpheus?" Meryl asked.

The man in front of her nodded wordlessly.

"This woman –"

"Trinity," the woman Meryl was speaking of supplied helpfully.

"Trinity, interrupts something she has no business interrupting, shoots Vash – the man I was with – with a tranquilizer, and drags me here. And you're telling me what I was experiencing was not real, and that you think I'm this One you're looking for."

The man named Morpheus nodded and placed two pills before Meryl. "What you were experiencing was in fact an artificial simulation designed to keep you complacent. Now, you have a choice. You take the blue pill, you wake up back where you were. You take the red pill, you stay in Wonderland and I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes. It's your choice."

"Ok, then. If you'll excuse me, I was in the middle of something." Meryl gobbled up the blue pill, eager to return to her encounter with Vash.

After her body had been taken to be returned to Vash's hotel room, Morpheus turned to Trinity. "It looks like she wasn't the One. Who is the next possibility?"

"His name is Millions Knives," Trinity told him.

"Bring him to me and let's see what happens."