Thanks to Scottishlass for the great inspiration, "The Big One" was the
story that made me write this one. I know it's not much yet, but I'm still
working on it! Okay, I know people were confused about the whole first
paragraph, but I cleared it up (I hope) in the next one. Finally! The first
chapter-more to come, I'm writing it as I type this.
Disclaimer: The Matrix and its characters don't belong to me! I wish they did! But they don't! Only Cat and Jake do…who's Jake? Well, you have yet to find out! Mwahahahahhahaha!
*FreeBorn*
"Go!" Someone was yelling, "go now!" Suddenly, as if a switch had been flipped on allowing her body to move again, Cat was running. The ground moved unfeasibly fast beneath her toes. A bullet ricocheted off the sidewalk between her feet. A gunshot sounded not far behind her, and another. A loud groan of pain leapt from the mouth of the woman following her. More shots. Why wasn't dad doing anything? Cat thought angrily. Mom was hurt! He could stop bullets; why wasn't he doing it now? Cat heard the sound of her dad's boots slapping the road near her. He was carrying mom, she knew. Cat heard more gunshots, a grunt. "Get yourself out, Cat. Don't worry about us, we're right behind you!" Her father cried, but Cat knew they would not make it. The phone booth approached, the phone was ringing, and Cat picked it up. Looking up, Cat saw the figures of her parents lying dead on the ground, and she screamed.
Cat gasped and sat up. Damn! That dream again! This was the fifth time she'd had it, and every time it felt more and more real. Cat wiped the sweat off her brow with a shaking arm. Slowly, she got up and began dressing. She walked to the mess room, and poured herself some snot and vomit, (as she called it). It didn't seem to matter that she had lived on the stuff for fifteen years, Cat still couldn't get used to the crap. Neo walked in with Trinity at his side, a tired look masking his features. Trinity was much the same, exhausted from whatever they had been doing yesterday. Probably something to do with the Matrix, Cat decided.
"Morning, Dad," Cat said. She was surprised at how rough her voice sounded. From screaming, no doubt.
"Good morning, Cat. Something wrong?" He replied, concernedly.
"Had that dream again. Can't figure it out."
"Try symbolism, dear," Trinity cut in.
"I did! Nothing seems to fit. It's got to mean something important. I know it is symbolism, I knew it right from the start, being that I can't even enter the Matrix," Cat said, her voice rising in an angry tone.
"Don't worry, it'll come to you in time, I promise."
"Easy for you to say," Cat muttered, "you don't have to deal with the stupid dream every fucking night."
Neo's eyebrows rose with disbelief.
Cat, ignoring her father, got up and left, her spork clattering noisily on the metal table.
Sitting in her cold cubicle later that day, Cat began to wonder what it would be like to actually enter the Matrix. Was it truly impossible for her to do it? Some how, Cat knew she was going to have to go in to find an answer. That only by living the things her parents lived, would she be able to figure out this mystery plaguing her mind. More than that, Cat just wished she had something to do with her time. Life was so boring on this damn ship. How the hell did Tank stand it for so many years?
"I can't help worrying about Cat," Trinity began, concerned.
"Trin, don't. Cat's perfectly capable of fending for herself. She'll figure this out, I promise you."
Trinity sighed, sitting back on the cot. Neo sat next to her, smiling.
"What we should worry about is that little attitude problem of hers. Acting like you, 'Queen of the World.'"
"Not at all. I at least know how to deal with it, dear!" Trinity retorted playfully, putting extra emphasis on "dear".
"Sure you do. Telling her all the right things at the right time." Neo laughed.
Trinity picked up the pillow that was at the head of the bed and gave Neo a whack. Neo, giggling, grabbed the pillow out of her hands and pushed her off the bed with it.
"Ow! You idiot!" She yelled in mock anger.
Neo laughed harder. A loud knock on the door told them they had gotten a bit noisy.
"Is there a herd of elephants in there, 'cause I swear I heard one yelling!" Tank shouted from outside.
"Sorry!" Neo and Trinity said simultaneously, trying to keep the laughter out of their voice. God, they were acting like kids!
"What's the stat on the new kid?" Morpheus asked.
"Normal. We should get him out as soon as possible; the agents may figure it out." Tank replied.
"We're going in, then. Get Neo and Trinity in here. We'll leave immediately."
"Yes sir."
Disclaimer: The Matrix and its characters don't belong to me! I wish they did! But they don't! Only Cat and Jake do…who's Jake? Well, you have yet to find out! Mwahahahahhahaha!
*FreeBorn*
"Go!" Someone was yelling, "go now!" Suddenly, as if a switch had been flipped on allowing her body to move again, Cat was running. The ground moved unfeasibly fast beneath her toes. A bullet ricocheted off the sidewalk between her feet. A gunshot sounded not far behind her, and another. A loud groan of pain leapt from the mouth of the woman following her. More shots. Why wasn't dad doing anything? Cat thought angrily. Mom was hurt! He could stop bullets; why wasn't he doing it now? Cat heard the sound of her dad's boots slapping the road near her. He was carrying mom, she knew. Cat heard more gunshots, a grunt. "Get yourself out, Cat. Don't worry about us, we're right behind you!" Her father cried, but Cat knew they would not make it. The phone booth approached, the phone was ringing, and Cat picked it up. Looking up, Cat saw the figures of her parents lying dead on the ground, and she screamed.
Cat gasped and sat up. Damn! That dream again! This was the fifth time she'd had it, and every time it felt more and more real. Cat wiped the sweat off her brow with a shaking arm. Slowly, she got up and began dressing. She walked to the mess room, and poured herself some snot and vomit, (as she called it). It didn't seem to matter that she had lived on the stuff for fifteen years, Cat still couldn't get used to the crap. Neo walked in with Trinity at his side, a tired look masking his features. Trinity was much the same, exhausted from whatever they had been doing yesterday. Probably something to do with the Matrix, Cat decided.
"Morning, Dad," Cat said. She was surprised at how rough her voice sounded. From screaming, no doubt.
"Good morning, Cat. Something wrong?" He replied, concernedly.
"Had that dream again. Can't figure it out."
"Try symbolism, dear," Trinity cut in.
"I did! Nothing seems to fit. It's got to mean something important. I know it is symbolism, I knew it right from the start, being that I can't even enter the Matrix," Cat said, her voice rising in an angry tone.
"Don't worry, it'll come to you in time, I promise."
"Easy for you to say," Cat muttered, "you don't have to deal with the stupid dream every fucking night."
Neo's eyebrows rose with disbelief.
Cat, ignoring her father, got up and left, her spork clattering noisily on the metal table.
Sitting in her cold cubicle later that day, Cat began to wonder what it would be like to actually enter the Matrix. Was it truly impossible for her to do it? Some how, Cat knew she was going to have to go in to find an answer. That only by living the things her parents lived, would she be able to figure out this mystery plaguing her mind. More than that, Cat just wished she had something to do with her time. Life was so boring on this damn ship. How the hell did Tank stand it for so many years?
"I can't help worrying about Cat," Trinity began, concerned.
"Trin, don't. Cat's perfectly capable of fending for herself. She'll figure this out, I promise you."
Trinity sighed, sitting back on the cot. Neo sat next to her, smiling.
"What we should worry about is that little attitude problem of hers. Acting like you, 'Queen of the World.'"
"Not at all. I at least know how to deal with it, dear!" Trinity retorted playfully, putting extra emphasis on "dear".
"Sure you do. Telling her all the right things at the right time." Neo laughed.
Trinity picked up the pillow that was at the head of the bed and gave Neo a whack. Neo, giggling, grabbed the pillow out of her hands and pushed her off the bed with it.
"Ow! You idiot!" She yelled in mock anger.
Neo laughed harder. A loud knock on the door told them they had gotten a bit noisy.
"Is there a herd of elephants in there, 'cause I swear I heard one yelling!" Tank shouted from outside.
"Sorry!" Neo and Trinity said simultaneously, trying to keep the laughter out of their voice. God, they were acting like kids!
"What's the stat on the new kid?" Morpheus asked.
"Normal. We should get him out as soon as possible; the agents may figure it out." Tank replied.
"We're going in, then. Get Neo and Trinity in here. We'll leave immediately."
"Yes sir."
