In the depths of the Matrix - in what every normal human being called New
York City - two, very normal looking human beings stood, in what looked
like a very normal human conversation on an average everyday afternoon.
Little did anyone know that behind the man, standing as tall as any full
grown human man would stand, was a meticulous, crafty computer, named
Smith. The girl, who stood next to him, face, when you caught it in a
certain light looked as though it was slightly sunburned or tan, in certain
areas, and normal in others. The face deformation wasn't natural,
considering she previously had had several surgeries to implant computer
software into her brain and body tissues. So more or less the two were less
human than they appeared to be - but appearances can be deceiving, can't
they...?
"..So..Agent Meryl...", Smith began, watching her out of the corner of his brown eyes. She cleared her throat, blinking, but yet in an odd sense it looked awkward for a blink - like it was held too long for some reason. As she stood, the scanner clicked in her head, triggering the sensors that tracked every creature from a hundred square miles in any direction. She was a high-powered demon machine. Pounce when ready. Suddenly, her eyes narrowed slightly, and her head jerked towards Smith.
"They're here."
Morpheus and Trinity took the long route, catching the long alleyways and back paths into the city. It was the only way to be sure that they weren't being tracked by anything, and they weren't going to run into any Agents.
"Trinity, I want you to stay close to me. Unless we run into trouble. Then I want you to get out. As fast as possible. Understood?", Morpheus looked to her as he trailed down another alleyway, gun cocked at hand. " I understand, Morpheus", Trinity replied, her left hand held at her waist, just incase she needed her own gun, which was securely fastened to the holder at her side.
They continued making steady pace, and as they continued, Morpheus grew more and more leery of what he would find behind every turn they made. He watched as they passed a little girl walking her dog on the sidewalk on an abandoned street, and he turned back to glance at Trinity when he saw her. She nodded, continuing to keep pace.
Suddenly the little girl deformed, face stretching outward, hands bulging right-side out, and seconds later, the body of a full grown man, in a black suit came stumbling out, two steps behind Morpheus and Trinity. He cocked his gun, stopping silently in his tracks as he watched them trail on, holding it steady in his palm. Agent Meryl stepped from an alley nearby, beside him, watching him as he loaded the gun, and cocked it towards Morpheus's head.
"...The games over, Morpheus..", he whispered, latching a finger around the trigger.
Elise rounded the corner, arms crossed over her chest, feet scuffling along the concrete sidewalk as she made her way down the street - not sure exactly where she was headed, considering she had not a clue what the Oracle meant. Besides, if she had meant going back to Morpheus, it was too late for that. She had already decided not to play by his rules any longer. He was too strict, too hardheaded for her means of thinking. She liked her own freedom of mind.
As she turned the second corner of the street, she quickly paused, noticing the two dressed in black suits, almost running directly into them. Morpheus, up ahead, unaware, as he walked alongside Trinity. She glanced carefully, noticing the gun cocked towards Morpheus, in what appeared to be an Agents hand, she stumbled forward. "Hey!", her reaction was abrupt, and caught her, and the man who was trying to shoot Morpheus off-guard. He turned, surprised, the gun blasting off in her direction. She tried to move, jerking out of the way as it sliced through the side of her chest, causing her to stumble forward, hard, onto the concrete.
Morpheus turned quickly, noticing the Agents right away. One, he was not familiar with, the girl, which he was questionable to assume wasn't an Agent. Then, Smith, on the other hand, whom he had thought was well taken care of by now, but apparently was still on the loose.
" Morpheus...", Smith's cocky smile arose from underneath his shaded eyes, " and Trinity never the less.. and their little faithful rescuer...". Elise groaned from the ground, withering out of consciousness. "Damn it..", Trinity whispered to Morpheus, noting Elise sprawled on the ground behind the two, "Looks like Elise got herself into more trouble..". Morpheus scowled, leaning closer into Trinity. "On my word, I want you to run", he whispered. He took a step forward, looking to Smith, eyes narrowed slightly. He snapped his fingers on his right hand, and in that instant, Trinity took off down the street.
Smith didn't budge, at least for a moment, the cocky grin refusing to wipe from his face. Instead, suddenly from the alleyways down the street poured more men in black suits. More Agents, Morpheus thought, as he watched them, dumbstruck. They neared closer, closing in on Trinity as she battled for escape, and he realized. More Smiths.
Neo stood up, abruptly, after Link unhooked his plug in his neck, allowing himself to recover from the green-codes that suddenly disappeared from his mind, once again. Bullseye jerked up, shortly after - still not used to the shock of coming back to reality. He looked to Neo, and stood up, shaking still. "...What did you mean by..'I'm ready'"?, he questioned, rubbing the back of his neck with his palm where the cord originally was.
Neo stood up, crossing his arms, as he looked to Link, who nodded to him. " I meant, your ready to actually go into the Matrix, Bullseye. To do what we intended you to do". He patted his shoulder, looking to Link for a moment. " I want you to set us up, fully loaded with everything we're going to need in there, Link. Give the boy a couple of guns and a blade to work with...", Neo smirked, casting a quick glance to Bullseye, who was staring at him dumbfounded. "How did you know I was good with a sword?", he started, still staring. Neo smiled, looking back to Link, nodding and then setting himself back in his chair. "I'd suggest hopping back up in that seat of yours..", Neo nodded to Bullseye, " We're not quite done with work yet..". The boy nodded, slipping back into the seat, silently. He closed his eyes, for a brief moment, and then, the next second, when he opened them again, he and Neo were standing face to face in the middle of a busy intersection of downtown New York City.
'Ppppzzzzzzt!' A car flew beside Bullseye, and he turned, abruptly, noticing his startling new attire. Stretching down the length of him - since he was tall, it stretched quite a ways, dragging the ground a bit, where his black boots stuck out. Underneath the trench coat, was a silver vest, and a black undershirt, and black pants to finish it off. He felt under his left chest pocket, where a loaded desert eagle laid at rest. Snapped around his waist was a leather sheath, holding a most peculiar weapon to the Matrix team. A long, double bladed rapier, with a fancy touch at the top, extending over the side of the sheath. Long twisting blades extended from the hilt of the blade, which, like his shotgun, lay at rest at his side. He let a small, rather pleased smile curve to his lips, adjusting his glasses - much like Morpheus's that hung to his nose, but were touched with a greenish tint to the black lenses, when it hit the light just right - as he looked to Neo. "I think I'm beginning to like this place, Neo. I think I'm beginning to like it a lot..."
Just as he began to speak, he noticed the girl, down the street, merely a couple hundred feet away, lying helpless. He recognized her right away, and before Neo could say otherwise, he had taken off in a mad-dash, toward her. Neo watched as he took out in a jolt, and he noticed where he was headed. Loaded down the sides of the street, as he turned, was his worst nightmare, yet again. Agent Smiths. Hundreds of Agent Smiths.
As soon as Bullseye had reached Elise, he was down on the ground, inspecting the rather large gaping wound that sat on her left part of her chest. She looked as though she had been shot by one of the two Agents, and he was assuming it had probably been Agent Smith, considering his dislike of her, and all the rest of the team in general.
Suddenly, a shadow cast over his hand, as he reached for a corner of her shirt, to inspect the wound further. He looked up, and the instant he had, he regretted it. Agent Meryl stared down at him, her eye twitching in a most peculiar way. He decided to run for it, after that, picking up Elise, in an instant, and breaking out in a run, down the opposite side of the street, with Elise. Past Neo, past the billion Agent Smiths, he could defiantly tell something was up with the speed of his running. It was normal, and he could tell, as he continued down the street, hesitant to look back behind him, as he turned a corner into a alleyway, positive the Agent was behind him.
He didn't know how he did it, but the instant he was around the corner, into the alleyway, he continued running as he clasped the cell- phone against his shoulder and ear. "Link! This is Bullseye! I'm in a shit- load of trouble here..", he cursed under his breath, as he tripped, the phone slipping a bit. Link chuckled from the other side of the phone, as he calmed his friend, "There's a door up ahead. Just, watch out for it. Its going to be on your right. Then there's going to be another door, two doors down on your left that your going to turn into. Now, go!". He tossed the phone after Link had finished, spotting a fence up ahead. He cursed under his breath, but quickly reassured himself, as the door appeared in his view, up ahead. He slammed hard into it, hearing footsteps behind him, he got faster as he clattered down the hall, holding Elise tightly. "Hang in there, Elise", he whispered, slamming into the other door, hearing the phone ring as he passed. He quickly reached for the phone, lifting up the receiver quickly, still holding Elise. He turned, back, towards the door, a gun raising to his forehead, in a matter of an instant.
"Answer the phone and your dead".
Note from Disclaimer: :D!!!!! I got you on a cliff-hanger don't I?! Aren't I just plain EVIL?! Hehehe! Anyhow, I promise I'll update sooner or later. I've been (not really but thats beside the point) busy lately..(*cough*) and, I've just actually, truthfully have been laaaaaazy. Anyhow, I've got a JAMES TAYLOR concert tonight, but I promise I'll update with Chapter 3, really soon! :D Hope you enjoyed this Chapter! In the meantime, Will our hero, Bullseye rescue Elise (a.k.a Digit) in time...?! Will Bullseye get shot by whoever has the gun to his head?.. Find out next Chapter! Muhahaha! Till then! ^.-
"..So..Agent Meryl...", Smith began, watching her out of the corner of his brown eyes. She cleared her throat, blinking, but yet in an odd sense it looked awkward for a blink - like it was held too long for some reason. As she stood, the scanner clicked in her head, triggering the sensors that tracked every creature from a hundred square miles in any direction. She was a high-powered demon machine. Pounce when ready. Suddenly, her eyes narrowed slightly, and her head jerked towards Smith.
"They're here."
Morpheus and Trinity took the long route, catching the long alleyways and back paths into the city. It was the only way to be sure that they weren't being tracked by anything, and they weren't going to run into any Agents.
"Trinity, I want you to stay close to me. Unless we run into trouble. Then I want you to get out. As fast as possible. Understood?", Morpheus looked to her as he trailed down another alleyway, gun cocked at hand. " I understand, Morpheus", Trinity replied, her left hand held at her waist, just incase she needed her own gun, which was securely fastened to the holder at her side.
They continued making steady pace, and as they continued, Morpheus grew more and more leery of what he would find behind every turn they made. He watched as they passed a little girl walking her dog on the sidewalk on an abandoned street, and he turned back to glance at Trinity when he saw her. She nodded, continuing to keep pace.
Suddenly the little girl deformed, face stretching outward, hands bulging right-side out, and seconds later, the body of a full grown man, in a black suit came stumbling out, two steps behind Morpheus and Trinity. He cocked his gun, stopping silently in his tracks as he watched them trail on, holding it steady in his palm. Agent Meryl stepped from an alley nearby, beside him, watching him as he loaded the gun, and cocked it towards Morpheus's head.
"...The games over, Morpheus..", he whispered, latching a finger around the trigger.
Elise rounded the corner, arms crossed over her chest, feet scuffling along the concrete sidewalk as she made her way down the street - not sure exactly where she was headed, considering she had not a clue what the Oracle meant. Besides, if she had meant going back to Morpheus, it was too late for that. She had already decided not to play by his rules any longer. He was too strict, too hardheaded for her means of thinking. She liked her own freedom of mind.
As she turned the second corner of the street, she quickly paused, noticing the two dressed in black suits, almost running directly into them. Morpheus, up ahead, unaware, as he walked alongside Trinity. She glanced carefully, noticing the gun cocked towards Morpheus, in what appeared to be an Agents hand, she stumbled forward. "Hey!", her reaction was abrupt, and caught her, and the man who was trying to shoot Morpheus off-guard. He turned, surprised, the gun blasting off in her direction. She tried to move, jerking out of the way as it sliced through the side of her chest, causing her to stumble forward, hard, onto the concrete.
Morpheus turned quickly, noticing the Agents right away. One, he was not familiar with, the girl, which he was questionable to assume wasn't an Agent. Then, Smith, on the other hand, whom he had thought was well taken care of by now, but apparently was still on the loose.
" Morpheus...", Smith's cocky smile arose from underneath his shaded eyes, " and Trinity never the less.. and their little faithful rescuer...". Elise groaned from the ground, withering out of consciousness. "Damn it..", Trinity whispered to Morpheus, noting Elise sprawled on the ground behind the two, "Looks like Elise got herself into more trouble..". Morpheus scowled, leaning closer into Trinity. "On my word, I want you to run", he whispered. He took a step forward, looking to Smith, eyes narrowed slightly. He snapped his fingers on his right hand, and in that instant, Trinity took off down the street.
Smith didn't budge, at least for a moment, the cocky grin refusing to wipe from his face. Instead, suddenly from the alleyways down the street poured more men in black suits. More Agents, Morpheus thought, as he watched them, dumbstruck. They neared closer, closing in on Trinity as she battled for escape, and he realized. More Smiths.
Neo stood up, abruptly, after Link unhooked his plug in his neck, allowing himself to recover from the green-codes that suddenly disappeared from his mind, once again. Bullseye jerked up, shortly after - still not used to the shock of coming back to reality. He looked to Neo, and stood up, shaking still. "...What did you mean by..'I'm ready'"?, he questioned, rubbing the back of his neck with his palm where the cord originally was.
Neo stood up, crossing his arms, as he looked to Link, who nodded to him. " I meant, your ready to actually go into the Matrix, Bullseye. To do what we intended you to do". He patted his shoulder, looking to Link for a moment. " I want you to set us up, fully loaded with everything we're going to need in there, Link. Give the boy a couple of guns and a blade to work with...", Neo smirked, casting a quick glance to Bullseye, who was staring at him dumbfounded. "How did you know I was good with a sword?", he started, still staring. Neo smiled, looking back to Link, nodding and then setting himself back in his chair. "I'd suggest hopping back up in that seat of yours..", Neo nodded to Bullseye, " We're not quite done with work yet..". The boy nodded, slipping back into the seat, silently. He closed his eyes, for a brief moment, and then, the next second, when he opened them again, he and Neo were standing face to face in the middle of a busy intersection of downtown New York City.
'Ppppzzzzzzt!' A car flew beside Bullseye, and he turned, abruptly, noticing his startling new attire. Stretching down the length of him - since he was tall, it stretched quite a ways, dragging the ground a bit, where his black boots stuck out. Underneath the trench coat, was a silver vest, and a black undershirt, and black pants to finish it off. He felt under his left chest pocket, where a loaded desert eagle laid at rest. Snapped around his waist was a leather sheath, holding a most peculiar weapon to the Matrix team. A long, double bladed rapier, with a fancy touch at the top, extending over the side of the sheath. Long twisting blades extended from the hilt of the blade, which, like his shotgun, lay at rest at his side. He let a small, rather pleased smile curve to his lips, adjusting his glasses - much like Morpheus's that hung to his nose, but were touched with a greenish tint to the black lenses, when it hit the light just right - as he looked to Neo. "I think I'm beginning to like this place, Neo. I think I'm beginning to like it a lot..."
Just as he began to speak, he noticed the girl, down the street, merely a couple hundred feet away, lying helpless. He recognized her right away, and before Neo could say otherwise, he had taken off in a mad-dash, toward her. Neo watched as he took out in a jolt, and he noticed where he was headed. Loaded down the sides of the street, as he turned, was his worst nightmare, yet again. Agent Smiths. Hundreds of Agent Smiths.
As soon as Bullseye had reached Elise, he was down on the ground, inspecting the rather large gaping wound that sat on her left part of her chest. She looked as though she had been shot by one of the two Agents, and he was assuming it had probably been Agent Smith, considering his dislike of her, and all the rest of the team in general.
Suddenly, a shadow cast over his hand, as he reached for a corner of her shirt, to inspect the wound further. He looked up, and the instant he had, he regretted it. Agent Meryl stared down at him, her eye twitching in a most peculiar way. He decided to run for it, after that, picking up Elise, in an instant, and breaking out in a run, down the opposite side of the street, with Elise. Past Neo, past the billion Agent Smiths, he could defiantly tell something was up with the speed of his running. It was normal, and he could tell, as he continued down the street, hesitant to look back behind him, as he turned a corner into a alleyway, positive the Agent was behind him.
He didn't know how he did it, but the instant he was around the corner, into the alleyway, he continued running as he clasped the cell- phone against his shoulder and ear. "Link! This is Bullseye! I'm in a shit- load of trouble here..", he cursed under his breath, as he tripped, the phone slipping a bit. Link chuckled from the other side of the phone, as he calmed his friend, "There's a door up ahead. Just, watch out for it. Its going to be on your right. Then there's going to be another door, two doors down on your left that your going to turn into. Now, go!". He tossed the phone after Link had finished, spotting a fence up ahead. He cursed under his breath, but quickly reassured himself, as the door appeared in his view, up ahead. He slammed hard into it, hearing footsteps behind him, he got faster as he clattered down the hall, holding Elise tightly. "Hang in there, Elise", he whispered, slamming into the other door, hearing the phone ring as he passed. He quickly reached for the phone, lifting up the receiver quickly, still holding Elise. He turned, back, towards the door, a gun raising to his forehead, in a matter of an instant.
"Answer the phone and your dead".
Note from Disclaimer: :D!!!!! I got you on a cliff-hanger don't I?! Aren't I just plain EVIL?! Hehehe! Anyhow, I promise I'll update sooner or later. I've been (not really but thats beside the point) busy lately..(*cough*) and, I've just actually, truthfully have been laaaaaazy. Anyhow, I've got a JAMES TAYLOR concert tonight, but I promise I'll update with Chapter 3, really soon! :D Hope you enjoyed this Chapter! In the meantime, Will our hero, Bullseye rescue Elise (a.k.a Digit) in time...?! Will Bullseye get shot by whoever has the gun to his head?.. Find out next Chapter! Muhahaha! Till then! ^.-
