A/N: Alright, so a few of you didn't like how the the original story was being written, some of you thought that it was just fine and dandy. I agree with both. For one, when I said "if you didn't like the type fo story, then don't read it", I meant that. I thank the people who gave me actual suggestions on how to improve rather than most that just said "oh it sucks" or "please don't make this into another smith falls for super girl plot." that really isn't telling me what I should improve on. A good majority of you though need to be fucking patient, and I'm not talking about my uber slow updates, I'm talking about getting to the actual plot and action. Things take time, there isn't going to be constant action all the time, but its not going to be uber boring. Will there be a surprise ending? I hope you guys will be surprised with what I've come up with... lol. I know a good majority of you guys are going to be pissed. Anyway, yeah, the story needed work, a lot of work. I'm doing a rewrite basically. It will have the same plot and what not, but its going to hopefully be better. I thank all those who reviewed, mainly the ones that said that it was a good story and to those who gave me actual advice instead of complaining; so thank you. Anyway, this prologue is more organized than my other one and actually more entertaining to read. Read and Review, Story Alert if you haven't, I view the story alerts as favs because then I know that you want to read more. ^^ ENJOY!

Guns and Roses

Agent Smith

Introductions and Prologue

We all sin, there isn't anyway out of it. It's how we are. We are a group of specified sins that we personify. We are the Seven Deadly Sins. We are a mixture of the Rebels and the Machines. We are human. We keep the balance between the Resistance and the Machines in the Matrix, and we stay far away from Zion, but also far away from the Machine City. We aren't in those sacks of pink slop that the oblivious humans are residing in either. We have our own way into the Matrix, and our own power supply. We are gifted, our entire population is.

Sounds of rapid speed typing is heard and a monitor lights up. Purple code streams down the monitor and then stops. The black and purple decorated screen then turns into a Windows 98 desktop. A cursor glides over to a folder on the desktop named "SDS" and the sounds of a double click can be heard in the dark room. The folder opens to reveal several other folders with the names of the Seven Deadly Sins. The cursor glides over to the first one and once again, a double click is heard.

The file opens and reveals two files, one a picture file, the other a Microsoft Word document. The cursor glides over to the picture file and opens it. A picture of a blonde haired female pops up. She has a peaches and cream complexion and green-grey eyes. She appears to be 5'6" in height, and a curvy figure. She's wearing a black and silver pinstriped suit with motorcycle riding boots with an inch thick heel. In one hand is a Thompson machine gun and in the other a fedora that matches her suit. The cursor glides over to the close button after a few minutes and closes the window. The cursor then goes over to the document and double clicks to open it up. Inside it reads:

Name: Salem

Alias: Wrath

Age: 23

Status: Alive

Specialty: Thievery

Weapon/s of choice: Thompson, Desert Eagle.

Vehicles: Kawasaki Ninja motorcycle, "Eleanor" Mustang.

Species: Humanoid

After a few moments of stillness, the cursor glided over to the close button and once again closed the window. This time it, it clicked on the back button, bring back the page of other folders. The cursor moved onto the next folder. Inside was also a picture file and document. When the cursor opened, it revealed a picture of a mahogany haired beauty with cold blue eyes behind half-moon glasses and freckles lightly dusting her pale skinned cheeks. She looked to be 5'8" in the picture and was dressed in black leather pants that fit her loosely, a red cotton t-shirt with a worn picture of a skull printed on the front, a black leather coat was thrown over her shoulder casually. Her finger nails were painted black, and in her free hand was an unsheathed katana. On her feet was also a pair of motorcycle boots with inch thick heels.

The cursor clicked the close button soon after and then opened up the document. It read:

Name: Aria

Alias: Pride

Age: 22

Status: Alive

Specialty: Assassination

Weapon/s of choice: Katana, explosives, poisons, any guns.

Vehicles: Harley motorcycle, black and red 1974 AMC Javelin.

Species: Human

The cursor then closed the document and did the same to the next five folders on the previous page. The third folder held a picture of a skinny witty looking girl with choppy dirty blonde hair and baby blue eyes. She had a peaches and cream complexion. She was in a pair of teal skinny jeans and a layered apparel of a black baby-t underneath a teal lacy baby-t with a deep cut neck line, revealing the black shirt underneath. On her feet was a pair of black converse. Her nails were painted black and teal, and around her wrists was an assortment of bracelets. Around her neck was a heart necklace made of a white stone with blue veins running through it. She stood at a height of 5'5.5" and had a skinny figure.

Her document read:

Name: Elena

Alias: Lust

Age: 21

Status: Alive

Specialty: Interrogation

Weapon/s of choice: taser, stiletto knives, any gun.

Vehicles: dark blue Chevy z06 Corvette

Species: Human

The next folder contained a picture file of a girl that bared some resemblance to the third girl. She had chocolate brown hair cropped short like an angled bob, and brown eyes. She was 5'6.5" and had a pale complexion as well. She had a smart look about her as well. Silver and orange eye shadow dusted her eye lids and dark eyeliner made her eyes stand out more. She was dressed in a tight fighting, ruffled sleeved black baby-t. She wore a dark jean pencil skirt that stopped a little above her knees, over a pair of nylons. On her feet was a pair of shinny black stiletto heels. Around her neck was a black lacy chocker with a purple gem hanging in the center. Her eyelids were decorated with silver eye shadow and black liner; she had a stern look on her face.

The document read:

Name: Isabel

Alias: Envy

Age: 23

Status: Alive

Specialty: Planning

Weapon/s of choice: throwing knives, explosives, pistol

Vehicle of choice: black Volkswagen Jetta

Species: Human

The next picture revealed a rugged looking man. He had a go-t that covered his chin and was rather thin when it reached underneath his bottom lip. He had a cocky smirk on his face and a sleepy, lazy look to his warm ember eyes. On his head sat a mop of dark brown hair, the same shade that matched his facial hair. He had a strong build, not overly muscular, but not scrawny either. He wore a pair of slate grey cargos, and a dark green knit long sleeved shirt. On his feet was a pair of standard leather construction boots. Propped half way down his nose was a pair of wire framed rectangle sunglasses. In his hand was a device that resembled a detonator of some kind.

The document read:

Name: Jonathan

Alias: Sloth

Age: 22

Status: Alive

Specialty: Demolition

Weapon/s of choice: explosives, fire arms of varied sorts

Vehicle of choice: silver Honda Civic GX NGV Sedan

Species: Human

The next picture showed a bubbly looking girl. She seemed to be Asian. Her dark mahogany hair was pulled into a tight pony tail. Her black eyes showed her to be either happy or hyper, while a Cheshire Cat-like smile graced her features, revealing pearly whites and what looked to be pretty sharp canines. She wore two layers of tank tops, the one on top being red, the one underneath, black. She wore a pair of black cargos, and a crisscross belt that had two holsters on each side of her. In the holsters were chrome Desert Eagles. On her feet were black combat boots with neon rainbow laces. On her back was a short katana.

Name: Ina

Alias: Gluttony

Age: 22

Status: Alive

Specialty: Sabotage

Weapon/s of choice: Desert Eagles, Katana, explosives

Vehicle of choice: black Ford GT 500 Mustang

Species: Human

The next image that came up was a young man of oriental background. He stood at an average height and had a rather possessive air about him. His black straight hair stopped at his chin, some of it hanging in his face. He wore a pair of black skinny jeans, which were somehow stuffed into black combat boots, a black t-shirt underneath a black coat that was tight around the sleeves. He was glaring.

Name: Brooks

Alias: Greed

Age: 22

Status: Alive

Specialty: Leader

Weapon/s of choice: katana, spears, pistols, kunai, shuriken.

Vehicle of choice: Mercedes Guardian

Species: Human

The cursor then closed the windows that it had brought up. The computer then began to shut down and a dark form left the room.