DISCLAIMER: the Matrix is not mine, and neither are any of the characters in it, except Evie. Yes, my new character. May she be as aggressive as Gwen and as smart - alecky as Adrian! With a little bit of sarcastic humor thrown in
Yes, I am trying my hand at a Matrix fic! Which means my family is going to be getting a whole lot of Matrix for the next month or so. Eowyn Skywalker (Elf with a Lightsaber) inspired me yesterday evening! Then I didn't sleep all night because a whole ton of ideas were running through my head anyway, after you are done reading and reviewing this, you will go read and review one of her stories, or Agent Smith will get you (ducks and looks around) okay, on with the story!
The streets of the city were crowded. Up in the sky, grey clouds hung low on the horizon and cool winds blew. People meandered down the busy street, some walking at a leisurely pace, other's walking quickly along, late for some meeting. Down an alleyway and around a few large buildings, a sleek black Mustang Mach 1 rumbled. A silhouette could be seen through the darkly tinted windows. The ringing of a cell phone echoed through the narrow alley.
" What is it?" the young woman in the car asked quietly.
" Are you there yet?" the deep voice on the other end inquired.
" Don't the computers tell you that?" the girl asked quietly, a slight smile on her face.
" Evie, this is no laughing matter. You need to retrieve him. The Agents will know soon what we are up to," the voice reprimanded.
" I know, Morpheus. And yes, I am almost there," Evie answered.
" Good, now hurry!" he ordered. Evie hung up the phone and shifted the car into first gear. Slowly, she crept along the alleyway. Evie was there to retrieve Neo Anderson. Most girls her age, which was sixteen, were still in Zion, but ever since Morpheus had freed her, she had worked on the Nebuchadnezzar. When asked why he had freed her, he only replied that the Oracle had told him to do so. Evie had quickly proven herself a valuable member of the crew. She was the gunner, and a good one at that. Firearms were her specialty, and she was fast. Which was partly why Morpheus had decided to send her on this mission.
" Ah," Evie growled as she emerged onto a main street. She would have to cross, and it was clogged with traffic. Unable to bear the silence anymore, she turned on the radio. Britney Spears filled the car. Evie wrinkled her nose in disgust and quickly turned it to another station. Blondie now filtered through the speakers, and Evie was happy. She tapped her leather - gloved hands against the steering wheel as she waited for the gridlock to clear. A man in a suit crossed in front of her. Evie's hand automatically went to the gun she had stored in the pocket of her black cargo pants. He was no Agent, but merely looked like one. She laughed silently at herself and ran her hands through her short platinum blonde hair, causing it to stick out at odd angles from her head.
" A little jumpy today," she muttered to herself as a way was made in front of her. Boldly, she gassed the car and shot through the opening. Once in the shade of another alley, she flipped the radio off and concentrated on driving. Sounds echoed in places like this, and she didn't like it. The rumbling of the Mach 1's motor echoed off the walls of the buildings. Evie smiled at the sound. She missed cars. Tank had done a good job with this one. Quickly, she picked up her phone and dialed.
" Operator," Tank's voice came from the other end.
" How far?" Evie asked.
" You'll cross another street, then - hold up!" he suddenly exclaimed. Evie stiffened and quickly scanned the alley with her green eyes.
" Tank, what is it?" she asked, her voice tight.
" You got company! Agents are headed your way!" Tank warned.
" Where can I get an exit?" Evie asked.
" Can you get to Thompson and Laurel?" he asked. It was an exit that Evie had used many times and was in an apartment complex across town.
" With this car? Heck yeah!" Evie exclaimed with false security. One never knew with agents.
" Then move, girl! They are getting closer!" Tank yelled. Evie hung up and shifted the car into first. Then, quick as she could, she let off the gas, pushed the clutch, and shifted into second. The car leapt forward. Evie shot through the alley and hit the street. She turned in front of a Jeep and shot down the busy street, weaving in and out of traffic. There was another alley that she could use to connect with Thompson. Evie hit an intersection and slammed her combat boot on the gas and turned left. She could see the agents behind her. Holding the steering wheel with one hand, she pulled her handgun out with the other. When she looked up again, she saw that to her dismay the alley was blocked! A quick glance in her rearview mirror told her that the agents were rapidly approaching. A bullet ripped through her back window and shattered her windshield. Evie flung herself against her door and hit the brakes. Without stopping, she turned her car so that the passenger side faced the agents, blocking the alley. She kicked her door open and ran into the nearest building. A flight of stairs loomed up to her left and she shot up them. When Evie was on the third floor, she heard the agents burst in below. One fired his gun up through the stars. Evie leapt towards the wall and continued running. Finally, she reached a window that was facing the apartment complex.
" Yah!" she yelled as she shoved her foot through the glass. Evie shoved off her trench coat and pulled herself up onto the ledge and launched off the windowsill and onto the fire escape just as the agents reached her. One reached out and grabbed her foot, but Evie was too far out for him to get a grip. It did, however, slow her down in mid air. Evie was barely able to grab the rails of the fire escape. She dangled in mid air for a moment, then swung her legs up and yanked herself up onto the stairs. A phone was ringing on the inside and the agents were pounding behind her. An open window served as an entrance to the room. Evie jumped through it and ran down the hall. The ringing grew closer, and so did the agents. A bullet tore by her, ruffling her hair in it's wake. Bile rose into Evie's throat as she threw herself through a door. There was the phone hanging on the wall. Evie picked it up.
" Tank, hurry!" she screamed as the Agents thundered into the room. One of them pointed his gun point blank at her forehead. He pulled the trigger less than a second after Evie vanished.
Yeah, that was it! I love leaving you guys in suspense. Well, sorta. Now go review! Now, on with test prep and the dreaded metric system!