Suddenly the blackness swamped her as she fell against the cold leather of
the seat. Hearing the dark laughter of Agent Smith through her
unconsciousness made her shiver.
In her sleep she could hear people calling her name in a jumble of voices as if they were trying to confuse her. It frightened her more than anything, it was like a dream that was turning into a nightmare and it strangely focused her mind on where she was.
"Wake up." A gruff voice whispered in her ear followed by a rough slap that awakened Trinity with a quick movement to snatch the agent's arm. His look was one of concern mixed with a little shock. He prised her fingers from around his wrist and pulled her to her feet.
Trinity glared at him as if it would break the code but his impassive blue eyes betrayed nothing of the sort. Instinctively she search the walls for sign of an exit should she find the opportunity.
"Miss Evans." Agent Smith's voice grated at Trinity's patience, their formality annoyed her and she found herself holding back from giving him a right hook.
"Sit down please."
Trinity did so never taking her stone cold glare from the shielded eyes of the agent sat in front of her. He seemed to stare back as if waiting for her to say something, which she wouldn't do. Especially not to help them.
"Look's familiar doesn't it." The agent stated looking around the plain walls himself. Trinity knew they had taken her to the same building that they had taken Neo, talk about originality.
Still, she said nothing persisted with the resistance that she had been taught, if a situation like this ever arose.
Smith removed his glasses and placed them neatly down on the table, in the middle of the table as if it was a symbol for something. His eyes were brown and deep; Trinity was reminded of someone as she stared, someone.those eyes were like Neo's. What were these 'people' up to? The mystery frustrated her, she like to know exactly what was happening, exactly.
Smith smiled, as if he had won the battle watching Trinity's expression as his whole face smudged into the face of Neo.
Trinity bolted from the chair and forced open the door more quickly than they had expected. She ran straight for the window at the end of the artificial hall and dived through the glass towards the ground. It was hard to concentrate on a soft landing when all she could think of was his face.
Unlike the jump program, there were no bent rules to cushion her fall and she landed hard on the concrete feeling several ribs crack on impact.
It had been maybe the impact of falling from the eighth floor of a building but her body still hurt as she forced herself from the floor towards the nearest phone booth.
She dialled the number ignoring the few people who were staring at her through the glass.
"Jaxx, pick up." The tone changed is it forwarded her call to his mobile, leaving her impatiently waiting.
"Hello?"
"Jaxx, where are you?" She asked watching the people around her with careful analysis, watching for the shimmer.
"Four blocks west from you." He said with his 'I've hacked the phone' voice. Trinity gasped with hurried relief.
"Stay there." She said dropping the phone and slamming the door into an onlooker as she ran pushing her limits.
Nothing entered her mind as she ran, only the need to reach Jaxx. Only one block now she thought closing her eyes and forcing her mind to concentrate on his position.
"Woah!"
Trinity suddenly ploughed into someone her eyes flicking open, ready to defend herself if she faced the eyes of an agent.
"Quick we have to get off the street." She shouted, her voice hoarse. Jaxx didn't have chance to object as she grabbed his arm and pulled as she ran towards the nearest building-a cinema.
As soon as they had entered the back room, door shut; Trinity fell into him exhausted and in pain.
"Jesus." He muttered catching her arms before she fell. "You have to unplug!"
Trinity shook her head lowering herself to the floor.
"Can't, they have introduced a virus tat prevents uploading." She muttered through laboured breaths.
"Trin."
"Just get me sorted so I can get out of here." She snapped pulling him down by a chunk of his shirt.
Jaxx was an underground doctor of sorts. He had the gift to heal people, or at least make the natural healing a hell of a lot faster. He liked to think of himself as 'special' and when he heard of the matrix and 'The Real' Trinity remember his reaction as numb. Kind of the way she was feeling right now. No fear, no love just urgency.
"Lie back and try to keep still." Jaxx whispered moving a stray strand of black hair from his face. His hands wavered above her body, finding the pain and 'calling' his powers.
His hand gently rested on the left side of her body, he was trying intensely to touch as lightly as he could, Trinity knew that but the pain still pounded through her chest unbelievably powerful.
It took around twenty minutes to repair the broken ribs and internal bleeding from the fall, it seemed like eternity as Trinity prepared her attack plan in her mind if the agents came in.
"Is that it?" She asked impatiently when Jaxx stood up, his knees cracking painfully. He nodded stifling a yawn, which forced its way out with an unusual noise from his throat. Trinity pushed herself up and found herself putting her arms around him in gratitude.
"What are you going to do now?" He asked checking her over one last time. Trinity didn't know. Why hadn't Smith found her yet? Something was definitely wrong with this. She rubbed her neck to release the neck cramps from lying down.
"I don't know." It was honest and truthfully there was nothing else to say. "I don't know what their plan is.for me."
"I suggest you make contact with Neo." He said in an authoritative tone. Trinity laughed.
"You sound like Morpheus."
She was feeling uneasy now; the sooner she could get to a computer and tap them the better. She could mask her connection through a familiar chat room under a regular nick.
Choi and Dujour had a secure firewall connection that would be adequate to connect for the small amount of time she needed.
"Thank you Jaxx." She said quietly taking his hand into hers. "You're a good friend."
Jaxx blushed covering her hand with his.
"Remember they are agents. And you are not Neo."
"Hello Trinity"
She couldn't stop it, the bullets moved too fast ripping through Jaxx' flesh and into the film projector tearing the fantasy to pieces.
Trinity didn't hang around long enough to hear the disappointed moans from the moviegoers, she was again on the run.
In her sleep she could hear people calling her name in a jumble of voices as if they were trying to confuse her. It frightened her more than anything, it was like a dream that was turning into a nightmare and it strangely focused her mind on where she was.
"Wake up." A gruff voice whispered in her ear followed by a rough slap that awakened Trinity with a quick movement to snatch the agent's arm. His look was one of concern mixed with a little shock. He prised her fingers from around his wrist and pulled her to her feet.
Trinity glared at him as if it would break the code but his impassive blue eyes betrayed nothing of the sort. Instinctively she search the walls for sign of an exit should she find the opportunity.
"Miss Evans." Agent Smith's voice grated at Trinity's patience, their formality annoyed her and she found herself holding back from giving him a right hook.
"Sit down please."
Trinity did so never taking her stone cold glare from the shielded eyes of the agent sat in front of her. He seemed to stare back as if waiting for her to say something, which she wouldn't do. Especially not to help them.
"Look's familiar doesn't it." The agent stated looking around the plain walls himself. Trinity knew they had taken her to the same building that they had taken Neo, talk about originality.
Still, she said nothing persisted with the resistance that she had been taught, if a situation like this ever arose.
Smith removed his glasses and placed them neatly down on the table, in the middle of the table as if it was a symbol for something. His eyes were brown and deep; Trinity was reminded of someone as she stared, someone.those eyes were like Neo's. What were these 'people' up to? The mystery frustrated her, she like to know exactly what was happening, exactly.
Smith smiled, as if he had won the battle watching Trinity's expression as his whole face smudged into the face of Neo.
Trinity bolted from the chair and forced open the door more quickly than they had expected. She ran straight for the window at the end of the artificial hall and dived through the glass towards the ground. It was hard to concentrate on a soft landing when all she could think of was his face.
Unlike the jump program, there were no bent rules to cushion her fall and she landed hard on the concrete feeling several ribs crack on impact.
It had been maybe the impact of falling from the eighth floor of a building but her body still hurt as she forced herself from the floor towards the nearest phone booth.
She dialled the number ignoring the few people who were staring at her through the glass.
"Jaxx, pick up." The tone changed is it forwarded her call to his mobile, leaving her impatiently waiting.
"Hello?"
"Jaxx, where are you?" She asked watching the people around her with careful analysis, watching for the shimmer.
"Four blocks west from you." He said with his 'I've hacked the phone' voice. Trinity gasped with hurried relief.
"Stay there." She said dropping the phone and slamming the door into an onlooker as she ran pushing her limits.
Nothing entered her mind as she ran, only the need to reach Jaxx. Only one block now she thought closing her eyes and forcing her mind to concentrate on his position.
"Woah!"
Trinity suddenly ploughed into someone her eyes flicking open, ready to defend herself if she faced the eyes of an agent.
"Quick we have to get off the street." She shouted, her voice hoarse. Jaxx didn't have chance to object as she grabbed his arm and pulled as she ran towards the nearest building-a cinema.
As soon as they had entered the back room, door shut; Trinity fell into him exhausted and in pain.
"Jesus." He muttered catching her arms before she fell. "You have to unplug!"
Trinity shook her head lowering herself to the floor.
"Can't, they have introduced a virus tat prevents uploading." She muttered through laboured breaths.
"Trin."
"Just get me sorted so I can get out of here." She snapped pulling him down by a chunk of his shirt.
Jaxx was an underground doctor of sorts. He had the gift to heal people, or at least make the natural healing a hell of a lot faster. He liked to think of himself as 'special' and when he heard of the matrix and 'The Real' Trinity remember his reaction as numb. Kind of the way she was feeling right now. No fear, no love just urgency.
"Lie back and try to keep still." Jaxx whispered moving a stray strand of black hair from his face. His hands wavered above her body, finding the pain and 'calling' his powers.
His hand gently rested on the left side of her body, he was trying intensely to touch as lightly as he could, Trinity knew that but the pain still pounded through her chest unbelievably powerful.
It took around twenty minutes to repair the broken ribs and internal bleeding from the fall, it seemed like eternity as Trinity prepared her attack plan in her mind if the agents came in.
"Is that it?" She asked impatiently when Jaxx stood up, his knees cracking painfully. He nodded stifling a yawn, which forced its way out with an unusual noise from his throat. Trinity pushed herself up and found herself putting her arms around him in gratitude.
"What are you going to do now?" He asked checking her over one last time. Trinity didn't know. Why hadn't Smith found her yet? Something was definitely wrong with this. She rubbed her neck to release the neck cramps from lying down.
"I don't know." It was honest and truthfully there was nothing else to say. "I don't know what their plan is.for me."
"I suggest you make contact with Neo." He said in an authoritative tone. Trinity laughed.
"You sound like Morpheus."
She was feeling uneasy now; the sooner she could get to a computer and tap them the better. She could mask her connection through a familiar chat room under a regular nick.
Choi and Dujour had a secure firewall connection that would be adequate to connect for the small amount of time she needed.
"Thank you Jaxx." She said quietly taking his hand into hers. "You're a good friend."
Jaxx blushed covering her hand with his.
"Remember they are agents. And you are not Neo."
"Hello Trinity"
She couldn't stop it, the bullets moved too fast ripping through Jaxx' flesh and into the film projector tearing the fantasy to pieces.
Trinity didn't hang around long enough to hear the disappointed moans from the moviegoers, she was again on the run.
