(A/N: bla bla bla, I don't own the matrix or anything else except Wyke and Tekno, bla bla bla)
The world around you, it is not real. It feels real, smells real, even tastes real, but
it is not real. The world you see is a series of electrical impulses sent to your brain that
shape the world around you. Many people have taken the "pill" and have been released
from the Matrix's grasp into the real world. They have re-entered the Matrix in order to
free others, and to try and stop the agents. Approximately one year ago Neo, the One, was
awoken. Unbeknownst to the likes of Morpheus, there were others with powers similar to
the One. Some have been awakened, but most have yet to find their inner strength. Well,
on to the story.
* * * *
Rubber squealed against concrete as a flood of cop cars raced out of the depot in
downtown New York. "Attention all units, B and E in progress at corner of Eighth and I
streets. All units report, code Omega Prime." A computer voice droned over every single
police frequency in Tokyo. "Eighth and I?" a young cop shouted in disbelief, "That's the
fuckin' military base!"
* * * *
Lights in the main armory of the military base at Eighth and I streets were turned
up to a limelight level, but no farther. Two young figures walked among the steel shelves,
which bristled with weapons of all types. The first was a slim male with short and
unkempt black hair, standing a few inches taller than his partner. His deceiving brown
eyes surveyed the room from behind a pair of single-piece mirror shades. His partner was
broad-shouldered and narrow-waisted. He had short brown hair, which was combed
straight forward and spiked out over his eyes. His cold bluish-gray eyes peered out at the
room from behind silver-framed glasses. "Cops are on the way here, Wyke." The second
kid said, since they were both only 15. "Roger Tekno, you finished packing up your
heat?" Wyke shouted, removing a grenade launcher from a rack, checked it carefully, and
then slipped it into place beneath his long black trenchcoat. "Yeah, all done, but head to
the Northwest corner, I found something very interesting..." Tekno replied loudly. Wyke
was there before Tekno finished his sentence. "Look at this." Tekno said, hitting a button
on the wall. Before him a panel in the wall slid open, and two sleek motorcycles slid
forward. The first cycle was red with black stripes, this one Wyke chose. The other cycle
was blue with silver stripes, which Tekno chose. They automatically updated their wrist-
computers to be able to control the motorcycles via remote uplink as they straddled them.
"Company." Tekno observed as the door leading into the armory toppled into the room
and a flood of police officers raced into the front of the warehouse. Calmly Tekno
pressed a sequence of buttons on a small keypad on the control board, inputting the
engine ignition sequence. He was rewarded with a deep purr, like a content jungle cat.
"Lets move!" Wyke said, twisting the handle-grip and he was off, racing down the long
aisles of weapons, Tekno close behind. "Halt!" the police officers yelled as a single body.
"No thanks." Wyke muttered as he thumbed a small switch on the handlebar. A small
panel on the nose of the motorcycle slid open and a small black gunbarrel protruded from
the hole. He thumbed the switch again and the gunfire began, ripping apart the bunch of
policemen. "Exit, stage right." Tekno said softly, doing a skid-turn to the right to avoid
hitting a truck and racing out a door, Wyke following close behind. "Hold it." A soft
voice stopped them as they were prepared to race out the gates. Three men in black suits
and sunglasses, stood behind them. "Agents." Wyke said the word like it was a vile
object he was trying to throw away. "Surrender, while you still can." The lead agent said.
"Oh yeah?" Tekno challenged. He whipped out a shotgun and fired three shots, the agents
dodging the cloud of shells with ease. It pretty much went downhill from there, ending up
with Tekno and Wyke on the concrete, covered in mostly their own blood. "Dude, we're
gonna die." Wyke said weakly. "Damn straight, buddy." Tekno answered. The agents
were conversing, probably on how to kill them. "You here that?" Tekno said, twisting his
head to look towards the gates. A group of people dressed in black leather approached.
"Oh, I'm shaking!" an agent droned. The lead guy (Neo, if you haven't already guessed)
moved fast, darting towards the agents. He darted into the body of the first agent, then
into the second, then to the third, then out. One by one, they exploded in a huge burst of
green light. "Good job Neo, as always." Morpheus said. "Who are they?" Trinity asked as
she indicated Wyke and Tekno, who by now were looking scared enough to wet their
pants. "The boys we're looking for." Morpheus said as a black limo drove up. "Ricky, if
you would be so kind?" Morpheus said to the driver, who hopped out and opened the rear
door. First Trinity and Neo entered, then Morpheus, then Wyke and Tekno. Ricky shut
the door and climbed into the driver's seat. Moments later they were moving, and ten
minutes later they had reached an ancient-looking antiques shop. "Come." Morpheus
motioned for Wyke and Tekno to enter.
* * * *
He nodded to the shopkeeper, who put down an assault rifle he had in his arms.
They entered the small wine cellar, which had been transformed into what looked like an
office. Morpheus picked up the old-fashioned phone and dialed a number from memory.
"Tank, we have two new withdrawals. Head towards the fields." Morpheus said into the
mouthpiece, before setting it on a complicated looking machine. "Please take a seat."
Ricky said as he slid into a desk chair and started typing away at the computer. Unsure of
what else to do, Wyke and Tekno sat in two armchairs. "Here you go." Morpheus handed
them each a pill and a glass of water. "Take these." He ordered. Wyke and Tekno
exchanged a glance before downing the pills and the water, then immediately gagged.
"Yuck! What IS that pill?" Tekno said. "An item that will help us withdraw you to the
real world." Morpheus explained. "This will hurt a little." Neo said, who had been talking
to Trinity up in the shop until now. Both Wyke and Tekno felt a wrenching sensation in
their stomach, and then it abruptly stopped. "Good." Trinity said shortly as she picked up
the phone. "Tank, prepare to transport." Trinity said into the phone, moments before she
disappeared. Neo caught the phone, and disappeared in the same manner. Then Morpheus
disappeared as well. "Ok, where the hell did they go?" Wyke said. "Touch that mirror
over there." Ricky gestured to a small mirror hanging on the wall. Confused, they tapped
it with their fingers, thinking it'd be hard and cold. Instead, it was like pushing into Jell-
O. The silver substance on their fingers spread up their arm and all over their body's. "Its
cold..." Tekno said through chattering teeth. "AHH!!!!" Wyke screamed as he felt the
wrenching pain in his stomach, fell to his knees, then abruptly disappeared. Tekno
underwent the same process, then disappeared, leaving Ricky all alone in the basement.
He picked up the phone and said, "They have gone." He said before disappearing.
* * * *
After what felt like an eternity, Tekno opened his eyes, only to be looking into
Morpheus' face. "Welcome, to the Real World." Morpheus said before Tekno blacked
out again.
The world around you, it is not real. It feels real, smells real, even tastes real, but
it is not real. The world you see is a series of electrical impulses sent to your brain that
shape the world around you. Many people have taken the "pill" and have been released
from the Matrix's grasp into the real world. They have re-entered the Matrix in order to
free others, and to try and stop the agents. Approximately one year ago Neo, the One, was
awoken. Unbeknownst to the likes of Morpheus, there were others with powers similar to
the One. Some have been awakened, but most have yet to find their inner strength. Well,
on to the story.
* * * *
Rubber squealed against concrete as a flood of cop cars raced out of the depot in
downtown New York. "Attention all units, B and E in progress at corner of Eighth and I
streets. All units report, code Omega Prime." A computer voice droned over every single
police frequency in Tokyo. "Eighth and I?" a young cop shouted in disbelief, "That's the
fuckin' military base!"
* * * *
Lights in the main armory of the military base at Eighth and I streets were turned
up to a limelight level, but no farther. Two young figures walked among the steel shelves,
which bristled with weapons of all types. The first was a slim male with short and
unkempt black hair, standing a few inches taller than his partner. His deceiving brown
eyes surveyed the room from behind a pair of single-piece mirror shades. His partner was
broad-shouldered and narrow-waisted. He had short brown hair, which was combed
straight forward and spiked out over his eyes. His cold bluish-gray eyes peered out at the
room from behind silver-framed glasses. "Cops are on the way here, Wyke." The second
kid said, since they were both only 15. "Roger Tekno, you finished packing up your
heat?" Wyke shouted, removing a grenade launcher from a rack, checked it carefully, and
then slipped it into place beneath his long black trenchcoat. "Yeah, all done, but head to
the Northwest corner, I found something very interesting..." Tekno replied loudly. Wyke
was there before Tekno finished his sentence. "Look at this." Tekno said, hitting a button
on the wall. Before him a panel in the wall slid open, and two sleek motorcycles slid
forward. The first cycle was red with black stripes, this one Wyke chose. The other cycle
was blue with silver stripes, which Tekno chose. They automatically updated their wrist-
computers to be able to control the motorcycles via remote uplink as they straddled them.
"Company." Tekno observed as the door leading into the armory toppled into the room
and a flood of police officers raced into the front of the warehouse. Calmly Tekno
pressed a sequence of buttons on a small keypad on the control board, inputting the
engine ignition sequence. He was rewarded with a deep purr, like a content jungle cat.
"Lets move!" Wyke said, twisting the handle-grip and he was off, racing down the long
aisles of weapons, Tekno close behind. "Halt!" the police officers yelled as a single body.
"No thanks." Wyke muttered as he thumbed a small switch on the handlebar. A small
panel on the nose of the motorcycle slid open and a small black gunbarrel protruded from
the hole. He thumbed the switch again and the gunfire began, ripping apart the bunch of
policemen. "Exit, stage right." Tekno said softly, doing a skid-turn to the right to avoid
hitting a truck and racing out a door, Wyke following close behind. "Hold it." A soft
voice stopped them as they were prepared to race out the gates. Three men in black suits
and sunglasses, stood behind them. "Agents." Wyke said the word like it was a vile
object he was trying to throw away. "Surrender, while you still can." The lead agent said.
"Oh yeah?" Tekno challenged. He whipped out a shotgun and fired three shots, the agents
dodging the cloud of shells with ease. It pretty much went downhill from there, ending up
with Tekno and Wyke on the concrete, covered in mostly their own blood. "Dude, we're
gonna die." Wyke said weakly. "Damn straight, buddy." Tekno answered. The agents
were conversing, probably on how to kill them. "You here that?" Tekno said, twisting his
head to look towards the gates. A group of people dressed in black leather approached.
"Oh, I'm shaking!" an agent droned. The lead guy (Neo, if you haven't already guessed)
moved fast, darting towards the agents. He darted into the body of the first agent, then
into the second, then to the third, then out. One by one, they exploded in a huge burst of
green light. "Good job Neo, as always." Morpheus said. "Who are they?" Trinity asked as
she indicated Wyke and Tekno, who by now were looking scared enough to wet their
pants. "The boys we're looking for." Morpheus said as a black limo drove up. "Ricky, if
you would be so kind?" Morpheus said to the driver, who hopped out and opened the rear
door. First Trinity and Neo entered, then Morpheus, then Wyke and Tekno. Ricky shut
the door and climbed into the driver's seat. Moments later they were moving, and ten
minutes later they had reached an ancient-looking antiques shop. "Come." Morpheus
motioned for Wyke and Tekno to enter.
* * * *
He nodded to the shopkeeper, who put down an assault rifle he had in his arms.
They entered the small wine cellar, which had been transformed into what looked like an
office. Morpheus picked up the old-fashioned phone and dialed a number from memory.
"Tank, we have two new withdrawals. Head towards the fields." Morpheus said into the
mouthpiece, before setting it on a complicated looking machine. "Please take a seat."
Ricky said as he slid into a desk chair and started typing away at the computer. Unsure of
what else to do, Wyke and Tekno sat in two armchairs. "Here you go." Morpheus handed
them each a pill and a glass of water. "Take these." He ordered. Wyke and Tekno
exchanged a glance before downing the pills and the water, then immediately gagged.
"Yuck! What IS that pill?" Tekno said. "An item that will help us withdraw you to the
real world." Morpheus explained. "This will hurt a little." Neo said, who had been talking
to Trinity up in the shop until now. Both Wyke and Tekno felt a wrenching sensation in
their stomach, and then it abruptly stopped. "Good." Trinity said shortly as she picked up
the phone. "Tank, prepare to transport." Trinity said into the phone, moments before she
disappeared. Neo caught the phone, and disappeared in the same manner. Then Morpheus
disappeared as well. "Ok, where the hell did they go?" Wyke said. "Touch that mirror
over there." Ricky gestured to a small mirror hanging on the wall. Confused, they tapped
it with their fingers, thinking it'd be hard and cold. Instead, it was like pushing into Jell-
O. The silver substance on their fingers spread up their arm and all over their body's. "Its
cold..." Tekno said through chattering teeth. "AHH!!!!" Wyke screamed as he felt the
wrenching pain in his stomach, fell to his knees, then abruptly disappeared. Tekno
underwent the same process, then disappeared, leaving Ricky all alone in the basement.
He picked up the phone and said, "They have gone." He said before disappearing.
* * * *
After what felt like an eternity, Tekno opened his eyes, only to be looking into
Morpheus' face. "Welcome, to the Real World." Morpheus said before Tekno blacked
out again.
