He ran. The agents were behind him, gaining. He knew that if they caught him, he would have to stand and fight. He wasn't prepared to do that. Not now. Especially with Agent Smith. No, he had to run.
He leaped over a fence, rolling to lessen the impact. He quickly got to his feet and kept running. The Agents behind him quickly broke the fence apart and chased him. He jumped on top of a dustbin and leaped up a wall. He grabbed a ledge and pulled himself up, and continued to run. The Agents behind him were close now, almost on the building to. He ran to the edge of the building and looked down. It was a 4-storey drop, far to much to survive. The Agents were on the building now, almost within reach of him. He knew it was now or never.
Quickly, he span around. One of the Agents was charging at him, fist reared. Quickly, he hit him in the chest, and pivoted on his own axis, hitting the Agent in the face with a jaw-shattering Roundhouse kick. The Agent went flying, smashing into a power box. The other two Agents charged at him. He leaped over them, and spun around. He performed a sweep kick on one, then landed a punch on the other. The Agent stumbled backwards from the force of the punch, clutching his jaw. The other two Agents quickly ran to his side.
"The anomaly is proving to be a nuisance, Smith." said one.
"Yes, but he is still only human, Jones." said the one named Smith.
"Yes, should we engage?" asked another, looking at Smith.
"Only human, Brown." said Smith, adjusting his tie and sunglasses.
The Agents all wore business suits, with ties. They each had sunglasses on. Brown had his hair styled back, at a fairly short length. Smith had no hair, except a patch at the top on a few patches at the side. Jones had his hair parted at the sides. All of the Agent's hair were dark brown in colour.
He clenched his teeth. His trench coat blew in the wind. He was wearing a full black jumpsuit, with a black trench coat. His spiky blonde hair stood out in comparison to the dark atmosphere. His cerulean eyes were hidden behind sunglasses. He glared at the Agents behind them. Surveying the area, he saw a metal bar that could come in handy. Back flipping, he landed next to the bar.
"Engage." said Smith, and the Agents charged forward. Jones aimed a kick at his chest, which he quickly blocked. He twisted Jones' leg, and threw him away. He blocked a punch from Smith, and hit Brown back with a punch to the chest. Pivoting, he kicked Smith in the face, then jumped backwards, elbowing Brown into a charging Jones. Smith got up, and started throwing a flurry of punches at him.
He expertly blocked them all, then landed an uppercut into Smiths' jaw. He leg-swept Smith, then landed an axe kick into Smith's chest. Jones snuck up behind him, and caught him in a full nelson. Brown charged from the front, and gut punched him. He coughed up blood from the force of it. Brown smiled.
"Insignificant human. Your purpose ends here." he said, punching him again. The blonde kicked Brown away, then rolled forwards, throwing Jones off him. He got back up quickly, and sprinted towards the bar. Grasping it firmly, he levered it out of the concrete roof, and smashed the excess concrete on the floor. The Agents all got up, and glared at him angrily. The blonde spun the pole around, then let it rest on his shoulder, behind his neck. He beckoned the agents toward him with his left hand.
Enraged, Smith went first. He quickly smashed the pole into Smith's gut, then roundhouse kicked him away. He leapt towards Jones, smacking him square in the head with the pole. Brown leapt up, punching him across the face. He flew backwards, recovering rapidly. He landed gracefully, to meet a charging Brown. Smith charged him from behind, and Jones charged him from his left. He smirked.
"You're right, this is where it ends, Brown." He said. He smashed the pole into Brown, then spun around and jabbed into Smith's head. Pivoting, he punched Jones, then axe kicked him in the head. He spun a full 360 degrees and whacked Jones in the face with the metal pole, sending Jones flying off the roof. He picked up Brown by the cuff, and threw him off the roof to. Smith, seeing this, quickly got up and walked backwards.
"Believe me, filthy human, this is only the beginning." said the Agent, before leaping off the building. The blonde stared at the space where Smith was standing before for a while, before exhaling a large breath.
"And next time, I hope your ready." he said to the skies, before putting the pole down and walking towards the staircase.
She stared at the monitor, watching the green binary numbers go past. All seemed well, for now. He was doing his job well, and she needed him to stay like that. These people tending to their daily lives had no idea how hard this small group of talented people were working to keep life balanced. She took off her speaker and ear-piece, and let out a sigh. She put her pink hair in a pony tail, and fastened it with a hair clip.
Her name was Sakura Haruno. She wore a full white jumper, with white tracksuit bottoms and white boots, fastened with black laces. She had black gloves on. She sat in front of a large computer, with a massive keyboard, with certain keys in red and some in green, and some in black. There was one with a glass covering, and was gold in colour. Sakura pressed a few keys and got up. She walked over to a contraption that looked like something from a science-fiction movie.
It was a large sphere, made out of metal, with the front side cut off and a viewing glass there. Inside the sphere, there was an assortment of valves, tubes, pipes and wires, all connected to a metal oval, with 4 prongs inside it. It was on a metal stand. Outside the sphere, there was a melee of wires and pipes, connected to various machinery, notably the computer. It was Sakura's job to check all was well, which, for now, it was. She, and two colleagues, designed this entire intricate system. It took her 3 months to finish it, and she was very proud of her designs. She was constantly designing new ideas, tacking them up on walls wherever there was space. She sometimes worked well into the night, so she had a folding bed beside the computer, with a plastic bag containing bedspreads, duvets, and pillows. Sakura wouldn't let anybody really know about it, as she constantly complained about the constant diagnostics, and all the wires hat she constantly tripped over on, but she loved her invention. It was her metal hideout, her second home, her social area, and most of all, her way of proving she was useful.
Sakura's parents always hated her. She was hated because she was supposed to be married to a rich prince, which would bring the family riches and they could all live wonderful lives. Except Sakura. The prince was a snob, always commanding Sakura to do things for him, never showing any love to her. He simply used her as a slave. She would cry in the nights, into her pillow. She would write sorrowful things in her diary every day, and she would look out into the night sky, wondering how her life could be worse. During the day, while being a slave, she would dream about a man that would love her for who she was, and wouldn't treat her this bad. Finally, when the prince called her useless, and a particularly bad row, leading to Sakura running away. Immediately, the prince took away all the money that he gave the Haruno family, and ever since then, she was exiled from her family, never to come back.
The day she ran away was also the day she met him.
The sky had its familiar green tint, and the black clouds let loose rain onto the streets. He walked through puddles, and turned corners on a journey he knew well. He finally arrived at a seemingly ordinary road, and he stopped. Looking around, he made a hand sign and the brick wall beside him faded away, revealing the spherical machine. He walked into the room with the machine, and the brick wall reappeared, sealing him in. There was a computer terminal beside the machine, and he pressed a few buttons. The sphere opened, and he stepped inside. He closed the sphere, and pressed a red button. The sphere started to shake. He removed his glasses, and placed them in his pocket. He grasped a yellow lever, with a red handle, and pushed it forward. The sphere vibrated violently, and then he was gone in a flurry of green binary numbers.
Sakura sat back down on her comfy leather chair, holding a can of soda. She looked at the terminal, and noticed the green binary numbers rearranging themselves. She knew what this meant, and walked over to the sphere. It was vibrating violently. She closed her eyes, for a bright flash came out from the sphere. A flurry of green binary numbers entered the sphere, and the sphere stopped vibrating. Blonde stepped out. Sakura ran to him and embraced him. He hugged her back.
He looked at the pink haired woman in his arms. He loved to see her like this, in his arms. She stepped back, breaking the embrace.
"So, how did it go?" She asked.
"Fine, though I encountered the Agents on my way out. I seriously didn't feel like fighting them, but in the end, I had to." he replied.
"Oh, those guys." she said.
"Yeh. But, let's go now." he said. She gave him a smile, and they walked towards a heavy metal door. He opened it, and they walked up a few stairs into sunshine.
As they walked out, the green binary numbers started to alter very slightly. One of the numbers turned red…
Agent Smith faced Jones and Brown.
"We failed to terminate the anomaly this time." Said Jones.
" He is proving to be more skilled then we thought." said Brown.
"In the end though, he is still mortal. One decisive blow is all we need." stated Smith.
"We never get the chance to land that blow though." said Brown, clenching his teeth.
"Patience. We are superior beings, he will one day make an error. Then, we strike." said Smith.
"Yes, all we need is patience." said Jones.
"Mister Uzumaki will die, and then we will erase all other anomalies. From there, we enhance The Matrix, expand it, give it more purpose." Smith paused for a moment, looking at the other two Agents. "Then we gain more purpose."
"Yes. Our purpose outshines the inferior human's." Jones stated.
"We will encounter him again. When we do, we will initiate plan Alpha." Smith said.
Brown and Jones smiled. Smith placed his hands in his blazer pockets and walked away. Jones followed him shortly after, and Brown followed suit. He stopped momentarily though, to pick up a Golden Eagle. He fished his hand in his pocket, and pulled out a small metal device. He placed it on the barrel of gun, then place the gun in a shoulder holster inside his blazer pocket.
"Soon enough." He muttered to himself, walking towards the stairs. "Soon enough."