Title: Shadow Stalkers
Author: trin_chardin
Summary: What if viruses were vampires?
Categories: Action/Original Character
Author's Note: Someone pointed out that this seems to have hints of BLADE2. Good point. But, trust me. It wasn't intentional. ^_^ Another thing, I find amusing is how...
*CUE RELOADED SPOILER*
...the Oracle stated in RELOADED that Matrix anomalies happen to appear in the form of ghosts, werewolves, and the like. That was also a coincidence. It also happens that the pre-written start is remeniscent of Smith and his ability to duplicate himself through over-riding programs. Strike three, and I'm out. ^_^ Must be psychic. ...There is no spoon.
*CUT RELOADED SPOILER*
Sorry, I took so long to get this out. I've been out of town as of late. Thanks to those who've taken time to review this as well as my other Matrix fanfiction. Love you guys. ^_^
Disclaimer: I don't own the Matrix concept or anyone/anything in it - but I do own the original characters.
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Shadow Stalkers
Chapter 9
The Agent had a ready answer for the programmer.
"I will have to enter your RSI."
"Wait a moment! That's out of the question!"
"It's the only way," Brown flatly told Neo.
"He'll take over her body!" Avi hissed.
"We need to talk to Morpheus," said Trinity.
"There's not enough time. If we're going to do this, we need to do this now."
As Brown spoke, a clock started to sound the time for ten. Neo turned to Del.
"We can still pull out and find another way - "
"No." She shook her head. "We finish this now."
"Neo..."
"It's her choice, Trin." Then, his voice turned harsh. "This is strictly an in-and-out job, Brown. If you try anything on her once this is through..."
The Agent just turned away from him to face Del. He held out his hands to her and she took them, face pale and drawn. Without warning, there was the buzz of an Agent leaving its host and then, suddenly Brown stood in the girl's place. A stunned homeless man blinked at them. Before he could say a word, Neo took his hand and caused him to lose consciousness.
The two women watched warily as Brown put a hand to his earpiece.
"Movement below."
"Then, get going."
The Agent leapt out of the window to land stories below with cat-like grace. Trinity then turned to Neo with a questioning glance. Avi mirrored her expression even as her blue eyes anxiously observed the Agent's progress towards its colleague.
"What do we do now?"
"I don't think we should use this line again. Let's go."
"We aren't leaving Del, are we?" Avi asked, wide-eyed.
"Of course not. ...But, those vampires aren't picky about their prey. The line should tell them we're here. So, let's not make it easy for them."
Neo turned and headed for the door. Just as his fingers grazed the knob, he froze.
"Out the window. Now."
"Neo - " Trinity started.
Her lover pushed her impatiently as he reached for his holster with the other hand. Although still confused, the two women instinctively reached for their own pieces. Neo's authoritive voice had already set Avi on automatic mode. Gun in one hand, she rested a foot on the shaky window sill.
Then, the door crashed down.
"A little too late for that, don't you think, Merc?"
"Quite so, Johnson."
The trench-coated man smirked at his companion. The Agent returned it with an unsettling smile as he stepped into the room. Neo remained where he stood, an impassive barrier between the newcomers and the women behind him. Then, the other man flashed his teeth in a pleased feral smile.
"Well, hello, Avi."
Outside, the sun continued to rise.
*****
Brown struggled to retain his composure as he over-rode the rebel's RSI program. A barrage of erratic code hit him. It confused him. He immediately contained the code and initiated a lock down in that sector. That done, he continued towards where he'd seen Jones last. The street was now bathed in the glow of the morning sun. Yet, shadows still clung to the graffiti-graced walls and one darker than the rest lingered in the cool darkness.
The Agent stopped in his steps as he recognized the broad-shouldered frame of his colleague. It was clear that the other program was not alone. Standard-issue shades lay crushed at his feet and his eyes... Brown realized that it was the first time he'd seen them. There was a familiar look in them. Like the eyes of rebels just before they took them down. That was disturbing enough, but when he looked deeper he found the other's code to be fading fast. All of which could have something to do with the fangs sunk deep into his jugular vein.
Author: trin_chardin
Summary: What if viruses were vampires?
Categories: Action/Original Character
Author's Note: Someone pointed out that this seems to have hints of BLADE2. Good point. But, trust me. It wasn't intentional. ^_^ Another thing, I find amusing is how...
*CUE RELOADED SPOILER*
...the Oracle stated in RELOADED that Matrix anomalies happen to appear in the form of ghosts, werewolves, and the like. That was also a coincidence. It also happens that the pre-written start is remeniscent of Smith and his ability to duplicate himself through over-riding programs. Strike three, and I'm out. ^_^ Must be psychic. ...There is no spoon.
*CUT RELOADED SPOILER*
Sorry, I took so long to get this out. I've been out of town as of late. Thanks to those who've taken time to review this as well as my other Matrix fanfiction. Love you guys. ^_^
Disclaimer: I don't own the Matrix concept or anyone/anything in it - but I do own the original characters.
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Shadow Stalkers
Chapter 9
The Agent had a ready answer for the programmer.
"I will have to enter your RSI."
"Wait a moment! That's out of the question!"
"It's the only way," Brown flatly told Neo.
"He'll take over her body!" Avi hissed.
"We need to talk to Morpheus," said Trinity.
"There's not enough time. If we're going to do this, we need to do this now."
As Brown spoke, a clock started to sound the time for ten. Neo turned to Del.
"We can still pull out and find another way - "
"No." She shook her head. "We finish this now."
"Neo..."
"It's her choice, Trin." Then, his voice turned harsh. "This is strictly an in-and-out job, Brown. If you try anything on her once this is through..."
The Agent just turned away from him to face Del. He held out his hands to her and she took them, face pale and drawn. Without warning, there was the buzz of an Agent leaving its host and then, suddenly Brown stood in the girl's place. A stunned homeless man blinked at them. Before he could say a word, Neo took his hand and caused him to lose consciousness.
The two women watched warily as Brown put a hand to his earpiece.
"Movement below."
"Then, get going."
The Agent leapt out of the window to land stories below with cat-like grace. Trinity then turned to Neo with a questioning glance. Avi mirrored her expression even as her blue eyes anxiously observed the Agent's progress towards its colleague.
"What do we do now?"
"I don't think we should use this line again. Let's go."
"We aren't leaving Del, are we?" Avi asked, wide-eyed.
"Of course not. ...But, those vampires aren't picky about their prey. The line should tell them we're here. So, let's not make it easy for them."
Neo turned and headed for the door. Just as his fingers grazed the knob, he froze.
"Out the window. Now."
"Neo - " Trinity started.
Her lover pushed her impatiently as he reached for his holster with the other hand. Although still confused, the two women instinctively reached for their own pieces. Neo's authoritive voice had already set Avi on automatic mode. Gun in one hand, she rested a foot on the shaky window sill.
Then, the door crashed down.
"A little too late for that, don't you think, Merc?"
"Quite so, Johnson."
The trench-coated man smirked at his companion. The Agent returned it with an unsettling smile as he stepped into the room. Neo remained where he stood, an impassive barrier between the newcomers and the women behind him. Then, the other man flashed his teeth in a pleased feral smile.
"Well, hello, Avi."
Outside, the sun continued to rise.
*****
Brown struggled to retain his composure as he over-rode the rebel's RSI program. A barrage of erratic code hit him. It confused him. He immediately contained the code and initiated a lock down in that sector. That done, he continued towards where he'd seen Jones last. The street was now bathed in the glow of the morning sun. Yet, shadows still clung to the graffiti-graced walls and one darker than the rest lingered in the cool darkness.
The Agent stopped in his steps as he recognized the broad-shouldered frame of his colleague. It was clear that the other program was not alone. Standard-issue shades lay crushed at his feet and his eyes... Brown realized that it was the first time he'd seen them. There was a familiar look in them. Like the eyes of rebels just before they took them down. That was disturbing enough, but when he looked deeper he found the other's code to be fading fast. All of which could have something to do with the fangs sunk deep into his jugular vein.
