Neo ran. He was getting quite good at it, too. Gravel crunched beneath his shoes and the wind blew harshly in his face as he dashed madly down the dark streets, navigating his way through the city. Trinity was right ay his heels, struggling to keep up. "Left!" she shouted. Neo glanced at her for a moment before they split up- Neo went left, Trinity went right. The agent stopped short and glanced down either direction, trying to make up it's mind. It turned left.

Trinity jumped up and grabbed the fire escape hanging ten feet above the ground. She scrambled up the ladder and pulled herself onto an apartment balcony. She peered over the edge and saw that the agent hadn't followed- that meant he was after Neo now. Trinity swung open the apartment door and ran through a small living room, where two children watching a small televison set didn't look up. She ran to an open window and leaped out of it, soaring across a wide alley and landing on another fire escape.

Neo kept running, and as he did, he pulled out his cell phone.

"Operator," Tank's voice came over the line.

"Get me outta here!"

"Downtown Dance- right, go right." Neo turned, went right, and found himself face to face with a twenty foot brick wall. "Can you make it?"

"No problem." He dropped the phone and took a running start before defying gravity and sailing over the enormous obstruction. He hit the ground running.

Trinity slid down the black metal ladder and landed in the street in front of Downtown Dace, a wild night club. Trinity ran across the street, dodging cars and running in front of headlights. She saw a large line of people standing outside the nightclub, waiting to get in. This could be a problem. Trinity walked to the front of the line and handed the guard a folded piece of blank paper. As he was unfolding it, she raised her leg and kicked him directly under the chin. She stepped over his body and into the club.

Inside, there was loud music, strange people, and lot's of dancing. Trinity squeezed her way through the crowd to the back room, where there was a small office with a phone. Thankfully, it was empty, so she thought. She pulled out her cell phone and called Neo...no answer. "My God, he's got to stop dropping his phone," she slammed hers shut and cursed.

Suddenly, there was a noise behind her and she whirled around. A man raised the bat he was holding and swung. Trinity fell to the floor, unconscious.

Neo jogged down the alley, remembering being here before. Muffled music came from withing the walls around him. He stepped out of the alleyway and found himself in the line to get into the Downtown Dance club. It was very long. In front of him was a guy and his girlfriend, arm in arm. The man turned around, no longer a man, but a machine, "Hello Mr. Anderson."

"Hello Mr. Anderson." Another person turned around...another Smith.

"Hello Mr. Anderson." and another.

The woman once holding her boyfriend's arm turned around, "What the hell's going on here?" An agent reached out his arm and grabbed her by the throat, flinging her off the side like a rag doll.

Neo looked from one to the other to the other. Fists flew and before he knew, three agents had him on the ground. Neo swung his legs and took one down with him. The two other agents dove for him, But Neo jumped into the air.

Time seemed to stop as he raised out his arms and landed his foot straight onto the agents face. The skin was broken and the metallic face beneath shattered, sending springs and screw strewn about the sidewalk.

One down, two to go...

The other agents didn't wait to move in...

They swung at him, but Neo caught both their arms and twisted. The spun and landed on the ground. But an agent doesn't stay down for long. Neo fought hard, but in the back of his mind, he kept asking, why is this so easy? They worked in unison, swinging at the same time, kicking at the same time. Neo kicked one into the wall and pieces of brick crumbled about him. The other grabbed him by the back of the neck and began to squeeze the air out of him. Neo elbowed him in the face and broke free. He ran straight and was soon running along the wall as the line of people watched in awe. But not for long; an agent reached up, grabbed Neo by the foot, and pulled him off right off the wall.

Neo landed hard on the sidewalk and felt it crack beneath him just like his back. He lie on his back and triple kicked the agent until his feet ended up on the ground and the agent ended up across the street.

Neo caught his breath- then dashed through the flock of people watching dazed.

The last agent followed, pushing aside people who stood in his way. Neo found himself fin the front of the line. He pushed open the doors, then grabbed the cell phone of one of the people standing in line.("hey!") "Tank- where?" He was brief.

"Back room," so was Tank.