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Studios and Larry and Andy Wachowski except for Jenra. He's my character
Protecting Anderson
"What the heck?" said a short man with dark hair as he watched a computer screen. "Morpheus, you should come see this."
"What is it, Tank?" Morpheus said in a calm and leadership like tone.
"I'm seeing a new program. It's not an agent but it's similar.hey, where the heck did he go? Wait, he's .on the other side of the world. What the heck is happening?!"
"Oh crap. It's following Neo!"
As Mr. Anderson walked through the crowded subway station, constantly feeling a cold draft. He decided to cut through the alleys to quickly reach his small apartment. Suddenly he heard a metal clanking. He turned around to see a tall man, seemingly to have landed on the garbage compactor. He had a short blade, apparently a katana. The tall man smirked. Suddenly a seemingly middle aged black man landed between them.
"Run!" he urged Anderson.
"Well, if it isn't Morpheus himself." The tall man
snickered as he jumped from the trash compactor.
Morpheus drew his own blade, long and slender as he
prepared for a battle that he could not win.
Protecting Anderson
"What the heck?" said a short man with dark hair as he watched a computer screen. "Morpheus, you should come see this."
"What is it, Tank?" Morpheus said in a calm and leadership like tone.
"I'm seeing a new program. It's not an agent but it's similar.hey, where the heck did he go? Wait, he's .on the other side of the world. What the heck is happening?!"
"Oh crap. It's following Neo!"
As Mr. Anderson walked through the crowded subway station, constantly feeling a cold draft. He decided to cut through the alleys to quickly reach his small apartment. Suddenly he heard a metal clanking. He turned around to see a tall man, seemingly to have landed on the garbage compactor. He had a short blade, apparently a katana. The tall man smirked. Suddenly a seemingly middle aged black man landed between them.
"Run!" he urged Anderson.
"Well, if it isn't Morpheus himself." The tall man
snickered as he jumped from the trash compactor.
Morpheus drew his own blade, long and slender as he
prepared for a battle that he could not win.
