| Author's note: The storyline and characters of The Matrix are not my property, and I make no claims to them. The following work is intended for the free entertainment of Matrix fans and is in no way intended for profit or to harm the profits of Warner Brothers. The Matrix: The Apocalypse Virus Chapter 3 Safely back on the ship, Format C: and D-Mac helped Lyninux to the medical bay. In the real world, his body was nowhere near in the bad shape the Agent beat him into in The Matrix, but the fight took its toll on him in other ways. He was mentally and emotionally exhausted, his immune system was weakened, he had no energy, and depending on how the next 24 hours went he might even wind up in a coma. They hooked him up to monitoring equipment and hoped for the best. "Say, Mako..." Format C: asked her, "You didn't have anything to do with that street gang that showed up, did you?" "Their leader stole a police scanner last week, smashed in a car window and just took it." Mako answered, hooking up the last of the wires to the heart rate monitor. "In the heat of everything, I just happened to remember reading about it in the police blotter. So I peaked in on him and sure enough, he was listening to it. I pirated the signal and let him know there was a single officer in foot pursuit in his territory. I knew he'd take the bait." Helios, meanwhile, headed straight for the Simulator. At his request, Mako put him up against the computer generated sparring partners and let him blow off some steam. At lunch the next day Helios was still in the Simulator. "How long's he been in there?" D-Mac asked. Mako told him as she hand-fed Trackball some of the slimy white food. "This makes eleven hours straight. He's moved on from the standard sparring partners to top level over the course of the night. I've never seen anything quite like it, actually. Something's really driving him. What happened to Lyninux must have really affected him." "Well it can't possibly be healthy to spend that much time in the Simulator." Spectrum commented. "His brain activity has been at peak levels ever since he got in there. He's learned how to ignore his physical exhaustion and he's pushing himself too hard. Everyone has their mental limits, too." He scooped the last of the lumpy white slop out of his tray and finished eating. "And he hasn't eaten breakfast or lunch yet, come to think of it. If he had to sleep like the rest of us I'd have pulled him out hours ago, but I think we should pull him out now anyway. I don't know what can happen if he's in there too long." "Oh good God..." Pendragon gasped when they came into the Simulator room. "Hasn't anyone even checked up on him in the past few hours!?" Helios was still laying there, sweating profusely. He was breathing hard, his face was all red, and the brain wave monitors were swinging wildly well beyond the normal range. He was also making weird noises and twitching from side to side besides all that. "Mako, get him out of there!" Spectrum ordered. A few keystrokes and the boy opened his eyes and screamed, sitting bolt upright. "He was going to kill me! He was going to kill me!!" "Helios, calm down." Spectrum tried to keep a calm voice, tried to restore some order. "What were you sparring with in there?" "I loaded the Agent simulator." He said. "You what!?" Spectrum was aghast. "We told you not to load that unsupervised. Someone has to be at the Simulator controls at all times when you're sparring the Agent simulator." The Agent simulator was pieced together from what Zion knew about the Agent programs. It wasn't 100% accurate, but it was pretty close to what the old one-points were like. Of course, the rules changed dramatically with the upgrade, but the one-points were still nothing to take lightly. "I know, I know. I shouldn't have done it. But no one was around and I had to see if I could do it. I had to." "And?" Spectrum asked. "I couldn't." Helios closed his eyes for a second. "Can I get a blanket, I'm freezing." The boy was still shivering, and drenched in sweat. Pendragon left to get him something to keep warm. "But something weird happened when I was in there. I don't really know how to describe it. I was sparring the Agent, and he threw this punch, right?" He paused for a second, trying to catch his breath. "And all of a sudden everything just froze up. I couldn't move, and I thought I was going to get hit, but he wasn't moving either. It must have lasted for like half a second. I couldn't move my eyes or anything but I was able to look around and I saw everything just so clearly. And I could see exactly where his punch was going to land and what he was going do to next. And then all of a sudden everything started moving again. I ducked his punch and I back away from the next punch, 'cause like I said I knew exactly what he was going to do, and I landed a good solid hit right on his jaw. I spent the rest of the fight trying to make it happen again but I couldn't." No one spoke, they just stared at him. "What? What's wrong? What?" "Helios..." Format C: spoke up. "...that doesn't happen to just anybody. Lyninux can do it, Trinity can do it, Morpheus can do it, and only a handful of other people can do it. This puts you in a very exclusive club." Spectrum picked up where she left off, turning back from the brain wave monitors he had been looking at. "Look at this, Helios." He pointed to the printout. "The Matrix, and the Simulator as well, is digital. Your brain is analog. Normally, a person's brain wave pattern slides into phase with the digital signals of The Matrix, it's a natural response that helps you see the simulated environment clearly and smoothly. Very, very rarely, somebody comes along who's brain can run faster than the digital signals, and if you're good enough, you can get some of your brain waves to fall out of phase with The Matrix. When that happens you see an instant of time, just one clock signal, as longer than everyone else does. It's a huge advantage, Helios. And I suggest that as soon as you rest up and get something to eat, you start working on making that happen whenever you want it to." "That sounds like a really good idea." The red was starting to fade from the boy's face and Pendragon was using the blanket to wipe away some of the sweat. "The getting something to eat part I mean. I'm so hungry I'm actually looking forward to eating some of that swill. I might even have seconds." "So..." Helios asked between bites. "How's Lyninux doing?" "Not good, but at least he's not getting any worse. At least it doesn't look like he's going to fall into a coma anymore." D-Mac answered him. "I've been keeping an eye on him, the guy was always like a brother to me. I just keep thinking how backwards that fight would have been if Neo was there. The Agents don't know their days are numbered now." D-Mac's usually upbeat appearance was quickly fading. "I just wish I knew how many he's deleted so far. I want a fucking running tally jacked into our database." "Easy D-Mac." Spectrum tried to calm him down. "The day is coming. We all know it. We just have to survive long enough to see it." "That's easy for you to say." D-Mac flared back. "You're not laying in sickbay on the edge of a coma!" "Get to your quarters until you cool off, D-Mac. That's an order." "Well I've certainly never seen him like that." Pendragon commented as soon as D-Mac was out of sight. "What happened to Lyninux is having an effect on all of us." Spectrum answered. "Deep down we all know if it can happen to him, it can happen to any of us. None of us can beat him in the Simulator, and he's not the kind to make a stupid mistake at the wrong time." "I'm ready to get back in the Simulator." Helios suddenly spoke up, having finished his second tray of slop. "No you're not." Spectrum dismissed him. "Give it a couple hours. You were in bad shape when we pulled you out. And you're still shivering." "Oh come on, I feel fine." "Well you don't look it. Now stop arguing with me. You're going to have to learn I'm in charge here. Remember you signed on of your own free will." Helios didn't answer. He found himself holding his tongue more than he ever did before in his entire life. "All right." He finally said. "I'll go work on the virus then." "I'll come with." Pendragon said. "Maybe I'll pick up a few things." Helios turned to look at her, surprised, for just a second, and headed for the computers. Once they were alone, Pendragon asked him "What was that all about?" "What?" "That look you gave me." "It's... nothing." "No, come one. It's too late for that." "Well, aren't you guys supposed to be the greatest hackers in the world? I mean, that's why they pull you out of The Matix, right? I've been wondering about that ever since I was set free, why do you even need my help? What pointers can I possibly give you?" "The operative word there is 'hackers', Helios." She answered him. "We don't break computers, we break into them. That's why we need you, we can get around security that hides information, but we can't get around safety measures that prevent damage. That's why a bunch of hackers need a guy like you." "What do you mean by that?" Helios asked, defensively. "I'm a hacker." "Well, not really. I mean, at least, you're not what we would consider a hacker. It's like the difference between breaking into a bank and blowing it up. We do the former, you do the later." "Oh, I get it. So that's why I've always had this 'outsider' thing going on here. You guys don't think I'm one of you, do you? You think you're better than me, just because you don't break things." "No, listen to me, it's not better, it's just different. More elegant, I mean, no wait, that was a bad word for it..." "Fuck you!" Helios finally let it out. "No, let me think of the word I'm trying to come up with" "Too fucking late. Using a prettier word isn't going to change the fact that you don't think I'm one of you and you never will. Just leave me alone and let me work." "Can I at least watch?" "Why, so you can be a software vandal too? That's what Spectrum called me. Just read my comment lines when I'm done. Leave me alone." "I'm sorry." "Yeah whatever." Helios brushed her off and started typing. Pendragon left, pissed at herself. One little slip of the tongue and all the reaching out she managed to do with him went down the toilet. She knocked on Spectrums door. "Come in." "Hi, Spectrum?" "What's wrong, Pendragon?" "Sir, don't take this the wrong way, but you've always been like a father to me." The older man smiled. "It's meant as a compliment, I know." "Can I come to you with my problems?" "Of course you can, I've always been open with my crew." "Sir, I just screwed up big time with Helios. I thought I was reaching him, we talked for a long time that night he went into The Matrix alone. I thought maybe I was starting to be a friend to him. But when I was just talking to him I said the wrong thing. I was trying to compliment him, you know, make him feel appreciated, special. I think I alienated him instead. He took it like he wasn't one of us and we needed him because we wouldn't stoop to his level to do it ourselves. I just used the wrong word, I said what we do was more elegant. I knew it was the wrong word as soon as I said it. I tried to take it back, I really did. But you can't take back words like that." "I see." Spectrum said. This was a little more serious than he was expecting it to be. "Of course you know what this means, I don't have to lecture you on that." "Yes sir." "But you also have to remember that Helios is very difficult to deal with. Remember where he comes from. He's terrified of feeling helpless or outcast, and overcompensates. He tries to hurt people back the way he's been hurt, without realizing the irony of his actions. You're not completely at fault here." "But Spectrum, I've always considered myself a poet. I've always been so good with words. How could I let that slip out like that? It was so stupid." "Everyone makes mistakes. Helios jumps on people's mistakes because that's how he deals with uncomfortable situations, like when someone in an Internet chat room starts insulting your spelling and grammar, that's the mentality he's coming from. Don't let it bug you too much. When we found him we knew his social skills were lacking, he spent all his time developing his computer skills instead." "But all the progress I made with him..." "Like a house of cards, Pendragon. He's not going to let anyone get too close if he can stop it." "I think I see now, it's not my fault that he's intentionally trying not to let anyone be his friend." "Exactly. Friends are a vulnerability that he thinks he can do without. The better someone knows you, the more damage they can do." "Thank you sir. I'll remember that." She turned to leave. "Pendragon?" He stopped her just before she got to the door. "Sir?" "It'll consume you if you let it. Take my advice. Just keep your distance. He doesn't want anybody to get close. Just walk away." "I can't do that, sir." Her voice quivered. "Then he's going to keep hurting you, trying to keep you from being able to hurt him." Pendragon paused for a moment, then left the office. "You done in there?" D-Mac was waiting outside the door. "Yeah... did you hear anything?" "Nah, this door's the best one on the ship. Whatever gets said in there stays in there. You know that." D-Mac smirked. He knew Pendragon would understand what he meant. She always read too much into everything. "Yeah, we could have done a lot worse for captains." She finally smiled. "Anyway it's your turn." D-Mac poked his head in the door. "Hey boss? What's the only thing that can make an Agent more dangerous?" Spectrum looked up from his desk. "He starts acting unpredictable, like first one Neo deleted. I don't like where this is going." "I think you should see something I discovered about our Mr. Ian Moone." Spectrum followed him to the Operator's console, where they kept an eye on The Matrix. "I punched the name into the city's records trying to find out where he got it, just on a hunch." "Good thinking, Agents don't have names." Spectrum complimented him. "Only I couldn't find it. So just out of force of habit I ran it through the spell checker. This is what came up."
Half an hour later everyone (except Lyninux) was gathered around the Mess table, which served the dual function as a meeting table on the cramped hovercraft. "So that's where we stand right now. This Agent version one-point-oh has started to vary its behavioral patterns and develop a personality. This leaves quite a few questions unanswered. What does he have against the Two-points? How can he be acting against the best interests of The Matrix? What does he want with Helios? He's the ultimate loose cannon. He's got the power of an Agent and we don't know what he's going to do with it. At least with a standard Agent we know where we stand." "The devil you know is better than the devil you don't." Pendragon suggested. "Exactly. I don't know what kind of a command decision to make here. This is completely unprecedented." He paused for a moment, folding his hands in front of him. "But you can't win a war on the defense. Helios, I want you to find out what he wants from you. But don't put yourself in danger and don't commit to anything. Don't trust him, don't go anywhere with him, and for God's sake don't cut any deals with him. That's what got Cypher in trouble on the Nebuchadnezzar. "As for the rest of you, if you see Ian Moone, call Mako. He should be easy to identify... I doubt there are any other One-points out there. If he wants to see Helios, we'll give him what he wants. But stay with them. Don't let them alone for even a minute. For the time being anyway, we'll run with this philosophy: Any enemy of the Two-points is a friend of ours. Any questions?" There was a brief silence. "Not that we think anyone knows the answer to." Mako finally spoke up, breaking the awkwardness. "Okay then. Any other business?" "Um, Sir?" Helios spoke up, calling Spectrum "sir" for the first time. "Do you think I'm ready to get back in the Simulator?" "How is the Apocalypse Virus coming along?" Spectrum answered. "It'll be ready for testing by the end of the week." He answered. "Okay then, you don't look as bad as before. Go ahead. But if you're going to be fighting the Agent simulation again..." "Which I am." "... take someone with you. D-Mac? Do you feel up for it?" "Sure. I think I'm done with everything else for now." Spectrum got up from his chair. "Mako, load them up." "So, if you don't mind me asking... what exactly is your job on the ship anyway?" Helios asked D-Mac as soon as they were in the Simulator. The area was pure white, like it always was when they first get in. "I kind of have a feel for everybody else, but you kind of disappear for a while and come back with grease all over you." "I work in the engine room. The ship's a hundred years old, if you can believe it. Something's always breaking down." "Jeez, I had no idea." Helios told him. "I mean, is it something like Star Trek, where if the power core fractures the ship blows up? Or is it more like the brakes failing on a car?" "More like the brakes on a car. If main power goes down, it just goes down, it doesn't explode or anything. Of course, if it goes down while we're in the air, we crash and everybody dies. But as far I know that's never happened in the history of the Resistance. Oh, step back about a foot." D-Mac told Helios. As soon as Helios did, a huge wall appeared on the horizon and slid toward them at about 90 mph. It was a weapons rack. "Want anything?" D-Mac asked, taking a compound hunting bow off the rack. "No, I'm going to be fighting hand to hand." "Okay. Mako, take it away." D-Mac said, and the wall slid away, leaving the pure white background again. "Let's go for outside. How about that campground in Wisconsin?" "Would you like fries with that?" Mako's voice answered. The background dissolved to a clearing in a forest with an archery range. Except for the hand-crafted wooden, walless structure that would have kept the rain out (if for some reason it started raining in the Simulator) there were no other buildings, just some paths through the woods. D-Mac drew an arrow and pointed down range. "All right, start 'er up." A deer began running across the range, and D-Mac fired at it and missed. "Crap. Well that's what the practice is for." "I'm ready for the Agent now, Mako." Helios announced after he's finished stretching. The familiar tall, dark suited Agent materialized a few feet away. It got into a standard Agent fighting stance, like a boxer. "Here we go again..." Helios breathed in deep, trying to get over his nervousness. It was over in about a minute. The Agent was just too much for him. "Damn it!" He finally screamed in frustration. D-Mac put down his bow. "Let's try something else, Helios." He offered. "Take away the Agent." The Simulator responded to his voice command. "Load the Trinity scenario. Have the program ignore me." "What's that?" Helios' question was answered by the forest around him melting away to reveal the inside of a dark building. The furniture was old and the only thing that even had an electric current running through it was a computer on a dusty old desk. "Why is it called the Trinity scenario?" "When the Neb made contact with Neo, Trinity was in a room just like this. Without much warning, there was a police raid lead by an Agent who traced her signal. She got away, but she had to kick some ass to do it. Let's see how well you do." Police broke down the door as soon as he said that. Two cops, fully armed, ran into the room. Helios reacted instantly, throwing the chair at one and knocking the other's gun out of his hand with a roundhouse kick. He followed it up seamlessly with a kick with the other foot to the first cop's midsection. He dropped his gun and Helios caught it, using moves he had programmed into his brain during his training. He next did a dive roll between them, through the doorway, grabbing a nightstick on his way out. There were two more cops coming up the stairs toward the room, and he threw the nightstick at them. It hit the first cop in the shins and he went down, the cop behind tripped over him. "Damn, you're doing pretty good." D-Mac said. True to his instructions, the program was ignoring him. "Yeah but I still haven't gotten that time freeze thing again." The two cops who originally burst in on him came out of the room into the hallway. "Oh crap." Helios, faced with four cops now, ran for the stairs and made his way to the roof. The cops went up the stairs after him, and D-Mac followed them. Ahead of the cops he saw Helios disappear out the roof access door, not bothering to close it. As soon as the first cop reached the door, it slammed shut. The cop fell backwards into the other three and the four of them tumbled down the flight. D-Mac reacted just in time to avoid the human avalanche and jumped into the air, suspending himself near the ceiling by pressing his hands and feet against the walls. As soon as it was clear, he dropped and ran after Helios. The simulated cops weren't far behind. "What's my objective here!?" Helios asked. "What am I trying to do? Kill all the cops or what?" "No." D-Mac answered. "Let all the cops live. Just make it to a hard line." "Well that should be easy." The simulated cops were coming back out of the roof access door at that point and Helios took off at a sprint, jumping across the rooftops. At first the cops tried to follow, one almost missed and nearly fell once, but when Helios made a seven foot jump they gave up pursuit. "Ha, that wasn't so hard." Helios turned to look. He turned back to where he was going and suddenly wished he didn't say that. It was an Agent, right in front of him. He was running too fast, he had too much momentum. He leapt into the air for an attack, and it finally happened. Everything froze again. Helios almost wasn't ready for it, almost missed his chance to plan out his attack. When everything started up again, he twisted in the air, landing a spinning kick on the Agent's face. He kept spinning, landing two more kicks on the Agent, before he came down to the roof again. "Holy SHIT!" he almost didn't believe he did that. The Agent stumbled to the side, giving Helios a second to pull out the gun he stole from the cop. He fired, but the Agent dodged and pulled out his own gun. Something was wrong. That muzzle flash was lasting an awful long time. It froze up again! Helios could see exactly where the Agent was aiming. He dropped to the roof and the bullet passed over him. Then he came up firing. The Agent dodged, but that was exactly what Helios wanted. He smoothly rolled up into a run again and headed across the rooftops again toward his goal: the hard line. He was out of bullets at this point, and dropped the gun on the roof. He knew the Agent was in hot pursuit, but he was so close to the hard line. He jumped off the top of the roof, across a major four line street, and through the window of an apartment building on the other side. He hit the ground hard, but during his eleven-hour rampage through the Simulator over the last night he learned how to ignore such inconveniences. He got up fast and ran down the hall. Damn, he was so close he could hear the phone ring! He knew which apartment the phone was in and made a break for it. He flung the door open and was immediately shot three times in the chest. The Agent calmly put his gun back in his shoulder harness and watched the boy fall to the floor. D-Mac walked up the stairs. "You got a lot closer than I did my first time." He helped Helios up from the floor. "How the hell did Trinity do it?" Helios asked. "I mean, how was anybody supposed to know the Agent would be waiting there?" "Oh, actually, that wasn't in the real version." D-Mac answered. "That's something Neo had to deal with, not Trinity." "Well that's not fair! If it wasn't for the Agent I'd have made it!" "Yeah, you would have." D-Mac answered him. "But we did this for a reason. When this happened to Neo, he got shot too. Three times, in the chest, just like you did. If he wasn't The One, he would have been dead. Actually, popular rumor is he did die, but he didn't stay dead long. Ever since that little episode, we've been trying to figure out how to counter it. Nobody seemed to know. So every now and then we toss somebody in this simulation to see how they deal with it." "And?" Helios asked. "What have we found out so far?" "We've found out that when we're being chased by an Agent, we shouldn't head for hard lines indoors. Nobody has ever beaten this simulation." Spectrum was a little happier lately. Now that he'd given up on trying to force Helios to be socially appropriate, the boy seemed to be taking care of it by himself, albeit more slowly than anyone was comfortable with. He even found that he really could trust Helios after he brought Format C: and D-Mac back to help Lyninux. Lyninux was due for a complete recovery, and was resting peacefully. The Sentinels hadn't attacked the Light Bringer ever since Neo's big triumph as The One. They were looking for the Nebuchadnezzar full time now. And best of all, Helios was finally bringing the crew back on schedule with the Apocalypse Virus. The only problem was something kept coming up every five minutes. Like the distress call the Light Bringer just got from the Theodor S. Geisel "Tell them we're on our way, Mako." Spectrum responded. "Pendragon, go get Helios and D-Mac out of the Simulator." In less than an hour the two ships were in sight of each other. "Open a channel. This is Spectrum, captain of the Light Bringer. What is your situation?" "Thank God! Spectrum, this is Caliban, second in command of the Theodore S. Geisel. We were hit with a new weapon. The machines have started setting mines in the tunnels. We were caught completely off guard. The captain is dead." "Mines? What's the damage report?" "We think we can limp back to Zion with some minor engine repairs. Do you have an engineer on board?" "We're sending him right over, and I'll get some volunteers to help." Spectrum answered him. "D-Mac, get your tools. Hopefully they have enough spare parts to finish the job. I don't want to use any of our own if we don't have to." "Right captain." D-Mac went off to the core to get everything he would need. "I need two volunteers. Helios, not you. I'm sending you and Format C: into the Matrix. As long as we're stuck here, we're going to use the time to get some information. They keep records of these attacks there so the Agents can choreograph their attacks with the Sentinels, the ships can't use the EMP shockwave with people in The Matrix, or they'll die. It almost worked on the Nebuchadnezzar once. Format will grab the data, and I want you to take down the network it's being stored on. Do it fast." "Yes Sir." They both answered simultaneously. For all the insulting connotations it held, Helios knew Pendragon and Spectrum were right. He wasn't one of them. He broke things, it was what he was good at. He might be able to break into the Agents' network and take it down, but he'd have no idea how to find the data they were looking for, or even how to crack the encryption once they did find it. That kind of thing never interested him. "Where are we going, anyway?" Helios asked Format C:. They were in a big hurry to get somewhere, but he had no idea where. "Right here." Format C: stopped in front of an old, run down apartment building. "There's a hard line inside if we need it, and it's close to the Intelecorp building. It's actually a front for a great deal of Agent activity in the Matrix. If the data we want isn't there, then we wouldn't know where the hell to find it." Format C: flipped open the laptop computer they brought with and hooked the modem up to the phone line. "Here we go."
"The programmer was using it to test the security on the network and forgot to erase it when he was done." Format C: explained. "Happens all the time." Then she started to work. "There are two things working against us here. First of all, if someone notices that user 'test123' is logged in, we're caught. That's not too likely, there are currently 342 users on the network. Second, there might be flags that alert the sysadmin if we start poking around in certain files. So..." Format C: started typing again. "...we change users. Now I'm 'djohnson' from accounting. If we get caught, the fingers will point to him." Helios watched with intense interest. He'd never seen a serious hacking attempt before. "Found it." Format C: finally announced. "I'm downloading the data now. You're turn." Helios cracked his knuckles. Before he even touched the keyboard, the screen changed.
"What does that mean?" Format C: asked. "You don't know? The Quantaxia series was cancelled after the ]|[, everyone I used to hang out with on the newsgroups knew the processor is missing an instruction set, but the software wasn't configured to compensate for that." "Sorry." Format C: answered. "I didn't hang out on those newsgroups." "Well anyway it means they're easy to crash."
"That's it? I can't believe you tore the whole thing down so easily." Format C: was aghast. "Well I can't believe you hacked their password system so easily." Helios answered. He shut down the laptop and flipped open his mobile phone. "Operator." "Hey Mako, we're done." "What, so fast?" "Call it teamwork. We're ready to come back." Helios closed the phone and the phone down the hall started ringing. "Let's go." Format C: picked up the phone and disappeared into the handset. Helios hung up and it rang again. ring blam! The phone shattered, ruining it. "That should give us some time." Ian Moone said, putting his gun back in his shoulder holster. "What happened in there?" Spectrum demanded. "It's an Agent... I swear he wasn't there just seconds before it happened. I have no idea how he know we were there." Mako answered. "I was watching the whole time. I don't know how it happened." "Was the line traced?" "No, they got away scott free. Format C: covered their tracks and Helios erased all evidence they were ever there." "Format, did you see anything unusual?" "Nothing at all. Except that Helios was polite for a change." "What are they doing, Mako?" Mako stared at the green lines of code. "Um... it doesn't look like they're doing much of anything. They're just standing there, probably talking. What the hell?" All of a sudden, the view zoomed out to a full city view. "How did that happen?" Mako brought the view back to the apartment, but the Agent and Helios were gone. "Dammit! Open a channel to the Theodore S. Geisel. This is Spectrum, how are things going over there?" "Almost done, captain. We should be finished in just another half hour." "Will you be able to complete the repairs on your own? We have a man stuck in The Matrix, we need to get him out." "Absolutely, captain." Caliban answered. "We're sending your crew back over. I'd offer to help, but the mines took out the necessary systems." "Understood. We're transmitting the data we stole now. That should help you avoid any more hidden mines." "We're indebted to you, captain. Thanks for your help. Theodore S. Geisel out." |
The Apocalypse Virus
By: Byl Glinka
If Neo dies, Zion still has a back-up plan.
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Adventure - Chapters: 5 - Words: 40,659 - Reviews: 47 - Favs: 2 - Follows: 1 - Updated: Feb 3, 2001 - Published: Sep 29, 2000 - id: 82811
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