Smith burst through the door, knocking Neo back into some junk that was piled on a small table behind the door. The Twins jumped up from their chairs and flipped their razors open as they charged toward Smith in an aggressive killing way. I jumped up and stood behind my chair for protection and watched as both One and Two pounced on Smith like a pack of hounds, an array of silver coats and dreadlocks flying. One by one Smith threw the Twins off him—One landing out in the hallway behind Smith and Two forward and crashing into the chair I was standing behind. The Twins phased and appeared again in front of Smith, but all went calm. Neo was standing, watching the whole show from behind the computer desk and slowly walked out into the open when he saw that Smith was going to remain calm. The Twins stood in a defensive pose, both of them breathing hard from the struggle, and razors pointed toward Smith. Smith gazed at us all through his dark glasses and started to walk forward, but was stopped by the threatening jab of Two's razor.

"Stop pretending, you fools. You can't hurt me and you know it." Smith coolly said in his trademark deep, slow voice.

"We can always try." One sneered.

"Wait a minute. I think Smith might be of some use to us," said Two. "Working for the Mero now, he must know how he's planning on taking over the world."

One evilly grinned as he turned his gaze from Two to Smith.

"I won't tell." Smith snapped.

"We think you will," both Twins slyly said together. "We have something that belongs to you."

"Angel, bring me that vaccine." Two motioned towards me with his hand. I grabbed my coat, pulled out the syringe from its pocket, walked over to Two, and placed it in his hand before walking back and next to Neo.

"What are you going to do?" Smith asked as One started walking toward him.

"We're going to torture the information that we need out of you." One grabbed onto Smith and shoved him over to the table Neo had been knocked into earlier and placed him across it, stomach upwards. Two took the cap off the needle and held the syringe a few inches from Smith's neck, ready to jab it into him if he moved or refused to answer. Smith lay motionless as One held him tight to the table.

"Now talk!" One said through gritted teeth as he jerked Smith harder down. Neo and I came closer. Smith refused to speak.

"I said talk! Tell us what the Merovingian has planned."

"If you don't, this vaccine goes into your code." Two inched the needle closer to Smith's neck, careful not to touch his skin but close enough to scare. For the first time of being a fan of the Matrix, I actually saw Smith start to sweat with fear. He swallowed and breathed hard as he eyed Two's hand from under his sunglasses. All was silent (except for Smith's hard breathing) as we waited for Smith to start talking.

"Blast you, start talking! We don't have all day!" One shouted in Smith's face.

"Alright! I'll talk," Smith growled. One eased his grip on Smith and Two eased back with the syringe. "The Merovingian is creating a program that looks like the President of the United States. Once it's complete the real President will be kidnapped by me, the program will take his place, and Merovingian will control the program to do and fulfill his wishes. It will be loyal to the Mero and to no one else. If it's a success then he'll create other programs that look like leaders from around the world and replace each one with his program twin."

One slowly looked at Two and both Twins looked over at me and Neo. We all stood in silence after Smith had finished.

"We've got to stop the Mero." Neo finally said.

"You never will! Not as long as I'm here." Smith broke loose of One's grasp and pulled out his gun, kicking poor Two in the stomach as he did so. Two phased and reappeared beside me.

"Back up, all of you," Smith aimed his gun at us and motioned us against one of the walls of the apartment. "After the Mero's plans are done, he will create more programs like myself to populate this crummy world."

"Aren't you forgetting one little detail, Smith?" Neo smiled. "We aren't in the Matrix. The Merovingian can't possibly create programs to work properly here."

"Oh, he has his ways of going around that little problem."

"What about your promise to the Oracle? You're forgetting that she's the one who brought us all here in the first place, and she can take us out if one of us starts acting up."

Smith looked long and hard at Neo then forced that creepy smile again. I watched as One slowly picked up the laptop while Neo continued to keep Smith's attention.

"That is true. I had forgotten about that." Smith lowered his gun a little.

One tapped out something on the laptop.

"But why should I care? I hate you humans so why would I care if I stayed here?" Smith's gun flew up at Neo again.

"Hey, Smith," said One, "I think you need a program change!"

Smith's head and gaze went to One.

"Don't you dare touch that computer…"

Before Smith had a chance to do anything, One punched a key on the laptop's keyboard, causing Smith's program to wobble and phase a little. Then Smith stood in the middle of the room as if he didn't know where he was. It was at this moment that I felt a little weird, as if something had changed. I wasn't sure if it was good or bad, but I knew something had happened. Suddenly I saw a ripple go through a wall of the room. Something was horribly wrong!

"One, what did you do?" I asked as I looked around the room.

"What do you mean?"

"I dunno, but something happened when you did whatever you did to Smith's code."

One looked around too.

"Uh oh,"

Neo placed his hand on one of the chairs and the whole chair started to ripple like water. He quickly took it away and stared at it. Smith dropped his gun and quietly stood where he was.

"Smith's program was booby trapped." One grumbled as he looked at the computer's monitor.

"What did it do?" Neo grabbed hold of the laptop.

"It turned this world into a sort of…"

"Matrix," Neo finished One's sentence.

"Can it be reversed?" I nervously asked.

"Yes, but Smith will be evil again."

We all turned our eyes on Smith.

"I'll help you defeat the Merovingian." he calmly said.

"We have no choice now. We must take Smith and defeat the Merovingian," Neo sighed. "So we can turn Smith back to normal and take the Matrix away from this world."

"You're telling me that we can do things like you do in the Matrix now?" I asked, on the verge of either panic or excitement, whichever would come first.

"Yes." Two said as he sunk through the floor and came up beside One.

"Two, One—whoever's got the computer—program us some weapons." Neo pointed to One.

"I'm One, he's Two."

"Whatever."

"What kind of weapons do you want?"

"Guns," Neo turned to me and smiled. "As many guns as you can program."

"Right," One started punching keys on the keyboard.

"Cool!" Two smiled as he watched his brother program the weapons.

"We're going to need more help too." Neo walked over to a phone setting on the computer table and started dialing a number.

"Trinity? Hey, it's Neo. Don't talk. Listen, I need you and Morpheus's help. You might want to bring Ghost and Niobe along too. The more people the better."

Neo turned to look at Smith.

"I'll explain later, Trinity, just gather everyone up and meet me outside my apartment. If you want a quick explanation try running up one of the walls inside your house." Neo slammed the phone receiver down and turned to the Twins. "You guys ready?"

One punched a button and immediately we were all transported into a solid white room without walls or floor or a ceiling and with shelves upon shelves full of guns of every kind imaginable. Neo's clothes had changed too. He was now wearing his black trench coat and boots.

"Pick up what you can carry and what you'll need." Neo said as he reached for several guns.

The Twins eagerly snatched up a couple of matching machine guns. Two looked down the length of his and smiled with satisfaction. One picked up a clip and snapped it into his gun and cocked it. Spinning around he started firing it at one of the shelves nearby, causing us all to dive for cover. After he was finished with his rage fit, we all started to get up, Neo jumping up and grabbing the gun out of One's hands.

"Man, are you insane??" he shouted at One. Several bullet shells fell out of the clip and made a tinkling sound on the invisible white floor under us. Neo glanced at the gun then back at the stunned One.

"Just trying it out," One shrugged.

After giving One another weird look, Neo slowly handed the gun back to the twin. While walking back to Smith and me, Neo threw a stern look at Two, who innocently smiled in return. Two looked at the gun he held then quickly hid it behind his back. Neo shook his head and sighed.

"Are you sure we can trust those two?" Neo whispered in my ear as he again took guns off the shelf and fastened them onto his belt and to the inside of his coat.

"I thought so until just a second ago." I looked over at the two twins. It was at this time that I wasn't sure who to trust. I turned to my left to look at Smith standing beside me, taking guns off and looking them over. I turned back to the twins and sighed. Were my beloved twins changing somehow? I watched as Two picked up a handgun and twirled it on his finger, like a cowboy, then stopped it. I smiled.

The clicking sound of a machine gun was heard in the coldness and quietness of the white room as Two looked over the huge gun he had picked up first.

The Twins couldn't possibly change, or could they? I slowly looked at Neo.