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Seconds had turned into minutes.
Minutes had turned into hours.
Hours had turned into days.
Days had turned into months.
Months had turned into years.
Where was Neo? She curled up against the concrete wall, shaking, shuddering as the daily cocktail of drugs ran through her blood, making her incapable of the smallest movements within her control. Trapped even more so in this artificial world then, say, the average mind of a poddie. She was forced through a constant daily routine of agony, of being degraded and being used as bait, and then he finished up by doing this to her. The bullet wound in her foot throbbed, and she tried to look up to the roof of her cell, her clear blue eyes blinking back tears that were yet to emerge. This was wrong. Neo wouldn't have given up- he would be looking for her right now. Neo never gave up. These are the words she tried to tell herself within this torture chamber- a mantra, a chant in her head. A chant that had lasted almost three years now, and to some extent, she still believed it.
The door to the cell swung open, and the man that she had learned to hate and fear so passionately- so violently- stood in the doorway, his sunglasses hiding the monster that would emerge, his suit freshly pressed and cleaned. He smiled slightly, nodding once at her incapability, and then stepped forward, and she closed her eyes dreading his words- the same words that he had spoken for the past three years. Every morning, without fail. Taunting, sometimes, other times quiet and sombre, like he regretted what he was doing to her.
"Good morning, Trinity." The ex-agent said, taking his sunglasses off and setting them on a small table beside the doorway slowly, like he wanted to drag out today.
"B-b-b-basted." She stuttered and slurred, unable to make clear words come out of her mouth. It was enough that he had captured her and used her as his own personal punching bag and information for the last three years against her will, and then stripped her of her speech, but it kept going and going and going…Smith was never going to stop until he got what he wanted- Neo lying at his feet, broken in the same ways that she had been.
Smith laughed shortly, kneeling down beside her, raising an icy finger to brush back a loose piece of hair from her face. "Humans. You never cease to amaze with your desire to rebel."
"G-G-Go to h-h-h-hel-l"
"Still fighting, hmn? Tell me, Trinity, how many days has it been? Have you worked it out yet?"
"W-w-what d-do you-"
"Three years today. Three multiplied three hundred and sixty five. That, combined with the additional 24 hours of leap day of last year, equals what, trinity? How many days have you been here?" Without pausing for an answer, an answer that he wasn't going to get, he continued, his voice hardening with every word, "One thousand and ninety six. One thousand and ninety six days with me, and he has not found you. I myself am at a lost to tell you why he has not come yet, and his signal has not been broadcast in the Matrix since last year. Maybe he has given up. Do you think he has given up, Trinity?"
"N-Never."
"What if he was killed?" He said viciously, grabbing a handful her mangled, bloodied hair and slamming her skull against the wall. "Then three years would be in vain, Trinity. My plan would be destroyed. I would have nothing. Do you know if he is dead? How would you know?"
"I-I-I would know." She whispered, watching her vision blur. There was no point crying out, no point showing any emotion at all- he enjoyed watching her fight harder. So she just sat there, feeling another stream of blood run down her face. He looked at her for a moment, and then turned on his heel, replacing his glasses and walking out of the room. A small click of the lock sounded through the silent cell, and only then did she permit the tears to flow.
Neo, where are you?
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Seconds had turned into minutes.
Minutes had turned into hours.
Hours had turned into days.
Days had turned into months.
Months had turned into years.
Life for the One had been turned upside down- he had forgotten his fight to free the humans, to destroy the Matrix as the oracle had prophesised. He had forgotten it all- and only one thing kept him going. The still body of Trinity on the small chair, still plugged in as she had been for the last three years, her bruised and battered body twitching. Neo sat beside her like he had everyday, his hand holding hers gently, brushing back hair from her pale face, eyes closed and his head resting against her shoulder.
"Trin." He whispered, his voice cracking, "I'm going to find you. No matter what it takes."
The same promise that he had whispered to her everyday, the same promise that he clung to. For three years he had fought with the council, defied them. They thought it would be best to pull the plug on her- stop the pain that coursed through her everyday. Morpheus had fought for her while Neo and Link had searched relentlessly for any trace of her signal, and eventually they had given up on the four man crew of the Nebuchadnezzar, letting them find Trinity.
Did she still believe that he was coming? Did she still think that he was alive? He looked down at her. So small…so breakable.
The one thing that they knew was Smith had done this- was doing this- to the woman that Neo loved so completely. Smith would pay. He pressed his lips to her hair, feeling hot tears sting at his eyes. This wasn't the way that it was meant to go. He should have been the one sitting in the chair, unseeing the Real World, not Trin. Trinity, who had done nothing except love the man that put her in so much danger everyday, had paid a price that she never should have paid.
A choked sob cam from the One, and he kissed her again gently on the lips, deep chocolate eyes looking at her closed eyes, willing them to open, willing fate to show him the beautiful blue eyes that he had not seen for three years today.
"I'm coming Trin."
