Chapter Five
They were police officers, two of them, who were entering tensely into the apartment lobby behind the SWAT team. I'm sure that they had police officer names like 'O'Grady' and 'Merle'. That didn't matter, however, as my two shurikens went into the backs of their necks. Puma and I hit the ground before they did and our two 9mm Uzis leapt into our hands.
"Look out!" they called, as we rushed them, our sunglasses sparkling and our black trenchcoats flew behind me. "It's the terroists!"
Puma and I leapt into the air, carrying us above their heads, managing to take out four of the ten that were in that room. I threw the spent uzis, shattering the noses of two of them and landed, my Browning in my left hand and a long ivory handled katana in my right. I landed the midst of them and immediately leapt up, my boots knocking into the faces of another two and the nearest one to me lost his upper torso. I whipped the bloody sword behind me and leapt backwards, flying towards the south wall as I fired my Browning wildly. Puma mowed the last ones with a 12mm Uzi he had just pulled out. He slammed a clip into it and turned towards me and nodded, smiling. I nodded back and flipped open my cell phone. Puma's eyes widened as he opened his mouth to speak. I held up my hand.
"The line's clean," I replied. "Daggert?"
"We're on the roof," Daggert relayed.
"Okay, we'll start making our way upwards," I said and closed the cell phone. Opening it again, I held it to my ear.
"Operator," Maybell's sexy voice came into my ear.
"Maybell? This is Hunter," I began. "Do you have the architectural blueprints for the building?"
"Yup," Maybell replied. "Unfortunately, there's four Agents."
"Damn!" I hissed. "Okay, maybe I'll see you again soon alive. See ya."
"Agents?" Puma asked. I nodded and reloaded my Browning as Puma swore.
"Let's go," I said, twirling my katana and heading for the doors that opened into the rest of the building.
"There they are!" I heard an Agent's voice. I twirled as bulletfire echoed about me. The room we were in was a big circular one with a reciever's desk, a nice red and black carpet and an escalator plus an elevator. Not real, I thought as I threw myself onto my back to avoid the bullets. I was not even close to being as fast as Neo, but I seemed to dodge the bullets all the same. I somersaulted back to my feet as Puma whipped around the frame, screaming his head off and firing the massive 12mm. The Agent leapt upwards and at me. I felt his fist slam into me before I bring my sword up. I rolled with the momentum, coming up instantly but the Agent was faster, bringing a whirlwind on me before I could focus. In a second, my katana was flying and by the time it had stuck into the nearby wall, he had executed six to my two punches. I whirled to the ground and swept the bastard but he was up before I was. And then, as a fist slammed into the ground beside me, a glowing police officer was on top of me, bullets all through his body. I got up as Puma dropped the 12mm and pulled out two PP Walthers.
"Thanks," I said, releasing the katana from the wall. I went to the reception desk and whipped through the binder there. "Kayson Gray..." I read. They had even changed his last name. "Thirty one, sixtyith floor. Come on."
I kicked open the elevator and opened the top emergency hatch. Taking the automatic grappling hook from my coat, I raise it and fired. Within seconds, there was a click. Puma came through the hatch and did the same.
"Ce la vie," I said and cut the cord as I activated the hook with my thumb. The elevator instantly left my feet as it dropped and Puma and I were travelling quickly by the wall, counting each of the numbers.
"Fifty one, fifty three, fifty five..." Puma counted on his side.
"Fifty six, fifty eight," I counted as I readied my second grappling hook which I tied to each of us. "Sixty!"
There was a snap and we were both hanging by the entrance for the sixtieth floor.
"Ready?" I asked as Puma unhooked himself and grabbed onto a ledge.
"Ready as I'll ever be," he replied. We flipped up and attached timed mines to the elevator doors. Another flip and an explosion and we were through. The flame, melting shards of metal and smoke curled about me as we went through. I flew up to the side wall, running along it's surface, twin Brownings flashing into my hands. Another leap and I was vertical, and in the midst of the SWAT team. I landed and whirled three hundred and sixty degrees and watched four of them lose their heads. I backflipped and threw my katana into the torso of the nearest Agent. There was a flash and the Agent had become another SWAT team. Puma leapt up, firing both of his Walthers and completed a long flip. He landed and recieved a punch to his chest and sent him flying the length of the hallway. A punch to my chest and a chop to my neck sent me hitting the ground. I was barely concious before I saw a well tailored shoe in front of my face as I kneeled, trying to catch my breath. I looked up and saw an Agent looking down at me.
"Another terroist, I presume?" he said.
A leader, I knew, damn.
"You a Smith, a Jones or a Brown?" I asked. They all looked the same to me.
"I am actually neither of those Agents, Mister... I believe it's Taroshima?" he said, walking around to my side. "Brian Taroshima?"
"Then?" I reached out and found the handle to my katana, pig sticking it's way out of a dead SWAT officer."
"My name... is Agent White, Mister Taroshima..." he said. "It looks like your search is over. We have your Mister Gray, and he is within our custody."
"Not really," a voice shot out. Agent White whirled, as did the rest of the Agents. The SWAT officers were slower and that gave me my chance. As Daggert and James slammed boots into the Agent's heads and leapt up, grabbed my katana and opened one officer's chest.
"Puma!" I yelled as Puma also took his chance, breaking the necks of two of the officers. He threw me one of his PP Walters and we fired it into the crowd. A blast of pain exploded in my chin as I hit the ground. My cell phone rang as I landed.
"I'm going to enjoy this," Agent White said, raising his gun and pointing it at my head. "As much as I can enjoy."
I clicked my fingers together and grabbed the ringing cell phone, accidently knocking it open. I grabbed it and was about to launch it at Agent White's gun when I stopped. Maybell's voice was on the cell phone.
"Helps on the way, Hunt!" her voice was ecstatic, near hysteria. "Help!"
I heard an extremely familiar voice from down the hallway.
"I give greetings to those that are brothers to us," the voice said as Agent White turned slowly. I didn't take the chance to escape. I couldn't, I was too shocked. There, at the end of the hallway, with a very confused Kayson, was Morpheus and a man beside him who could be none other then Neo. Of course it was Neo, I recognized him.
"Morpheus," Agent White said, with a voice that was both in disgust and... was that fear? Agent White whirled and fired. I will tell you to this day, I have never seen a man move that fast. I blinked and there was a glowing police officer hitting the ground, a knife through his eye and Agent White's bullet in Neo's hand. The three other Agents dropped their guns and charged. Neo took a step forward and lifted a hand - almost leasurely. The Agent lifted up and flew through the roof. He didn't come down. Neo moved a hand and the other Agents exploded with the force of the chopping. I stared in shock. Morpheous smiled, showing white teeth.
"Come with us," he said.
They were police officers, two of them, who were entering tensely into the apartment lobby behind the SWAT team. I'm sure that they had police officer names like 'O'Grady' and 'Merle'. That didn't matter, however, as my two shurikens went into the backs of their necks. Puma and I hit the ground before they did and our two 9mm Uzis leapt into our hands.
"Look out!" they called, as we rushed them, our sunglasses sparkling and our black trenchcoats flew behind me. "It's the terroists!"
Puma and I leapt into the air, carrying us above their heads, managing to take out four of the ten that were in that room. I threw the spent uzis, shattering the noses of two of them and landed, my Browning in my left hand and a long ivory handled katana in my right. I landed the midst of them and immediately leapt up, my boots knocking into the faces of another two and the nearest one to me lost his upper torso. I whipped the bloody sword behind me and leapt backwards, flying towards the south wall as I fired my Browning wildly. Puma mowed the last ones with a 12mm Uzi he had just pulled out. He slammed a clip into it and turned towards me and nodded, smiling. I nodded back and flipped open my cell phone. Puma's eyes widened as he opened his mouth to speak. I held up my hand.
"The line's clean," I replied. "Daggert?"
"We're on the roof," Daggert relayed.
"Okay, we'll start making our way upwards," I said and closed the cell phone. Opening it again, I held it to my ear.
"Operator," Maybell's sexy voice came into my ear.
"Maybell? This is Hunter," I began. "Do you have the architectural blueprints for the building?"
"Yup," Maybell replied. "Unfortunately, there's four Agents."
"Damn!" I hissed. "Okay, maybe I'll see you again soon alive. See ya."
"Agents?" Puma asked. I nodded and reloaded my Browning as Puma swore.
"Let's go," I said, twirling my katana and heading for the doors that opened into the rest of the building.
"There they are!" I heard an Agent's voice. I twirled as bulletfire echoed about me. The room we were in was a big circular one with a reciever's desk, a nice red and black carpet and an escalator plus an elevator. Not real, I thought as I threw myself onto my back to avoid the bullets. I was not even close to being as fast as Neo, but I seemed to dodge the bullets all the same. I somersaulted back to my feet as Puma whipped around the frame, screaming his head off and firing the massive 12mm. The Agent leapt upwards and at me. I felt his fist slam into me before I bring my sword up. I rolled with the momentum, coming up instantly but the Agent was faster, bringing a whirlwind on me before I could focus. In a second, my katana was flying and by the time it had stuck into the nearby wall, he had executed six to my two punches. I whirled to the ground and swept the bastard but he was up before I was. And then, as a fist slammed into the ground beside me, a glowing police officer was on top of me, bullets all through his body. I got up as Puma dropped the 12mm and pulled out two PP Walthers.
"Thanks," I said, releasing the katana from the wall. I went to the reception desk and whipped through the binder there. "Kayson Gray..." I read. They had even changed his last name. "Thirty one, sixtyith floor. Come on."
I kicked open the elevator and opened the top emergency hatch. Taking the automatic grappling hook from my coat, I raise it and fired. Within seconds, there was a click. Puma came through the hatch and did the same.
"Ce la vie," I said and cut the cord as I activated the hook with my thumb. The elevator instantly left my feet as it dropped and Puma and I were travelling quickly by the wall, counting each of the numbers.
"Fifty one, fifty three, fifty five..." Puma counted on his side.
"Fifty six, fifty eight," I counted as I readied my second grappling hook which I tied to each of us. "Sixty!"
There was a snap and we were both hanging by the entrance for the sixtieth floor.
"Ready?" I asked as Puma unhooked himself and grabbed onto a ledge.
"Ready as I'll ever be," he replied. We flipped up and attached timed mines to the elevator doors. Another flip and an explosion and we were through. The flame, melting shards of metal and smoke curled about me as we went through. I flew up to the side wall, running along it's surface, twin Brownings flashing into my hands. Another leap and I was vertical, and in the midst of the SWAT team. I landed and whirled three hundred and sixty degrees and watched four of them lose their heads. I backflipped and threw my katana into the torso of the nearest Agent. There was a flash and the Agent had become another SWAT team. Puma leapt up, firing both of his Walthers and completed a long flip. He landed and recieved a punch to his chest and sent him flying the length of the hallway. A punch to my chest and a chop to my neck sent me hitting the ground. I was barely concious before I saw a well tailored shoe in front of my face as I kneeled, trying to catch my breath. I looked up and saw an Agent looking down at me.
"Another terroist, I presume?" he said.
A leader, I knew, damn.
"You a Smith, a Jones or a Brown?" I asked. They all looked the same to me.
"I am actually neither of those Agents, Mister... I believe it's Taroshima?" he said, walking around to my side. "Brian Taroshima?"
"Then?" I reached out and found the handle to my katana, pig sticking it's way out of a dead SWAT officer."
"My name... is Agent White, Mister Taroshima..." he said. "It looks like your search is over. We have your Mister Gray, and he is within our custody."
"Not really," a voice shot out. Agent White whirled, as did the rest of the Agents. The SWAT officers were slower and that gave me my chance. As Daggert and James slammed boots into the Agent's heads and leapt up, grabbed my katana and opened one officer's chest.
"Puma!" I yelled as Puma also took his chance, breaking the necks of two of the officers. He threw me one of his PP Walters and we fired it into the crowd. A blast of pain exploded in my chin as I hit the ground. My cell phone rang as I landed.
"I'm going to enjoy this," Agent White said, raising his gun and pointing it at my head. "As much as I can enjoy."
I clicked my fingers together and grabbed the ringing cell phone, accidently knocking it open. I grabbed it and was about to launch it at Agent White's gun when I stopped. Maybell's voice was on the cell phone.
"Helps on the way, Hunt!" her voice was ecstatic, near hysteria. "Help!"
I heard an extremely familiar voice from down the hallway.
"I give greetings to those that are brothers to us," the voice said as Agent White turned slowly. I didn't take the chance to escape. I couldn't, I was too shocked. There, at the end of the hallway, with a very confused Kayson, was Morpheus and a man beside him who could be none other then Neo. Of course it was Neo, I recognized him.
"Morpheus," Agent White said, with a voice that was both in disgust and... was that fear? Agent White whirled and fired. I will tell you to this day, I have never seen a man move that fast. I blinked and there was a glowing police officer hitting the ground, a knife through his eye and Agent White's bullet in Neo's hand. The three other Agents dropped their guns and charged. Neo took a step forward and lifted a hand - almost leasurely. The Agent lifted up and flew through the roof. He didn't come down. Neo moved a hand and the other Agents exploded with the force of the chopping. I stared in shock. Morpheous smiled, showing white teeth.
"Come with us," he said.