A/N This is my not only my first Matrix fanfic but its also my first ever,
so please be nice. It's a fairly standard fanfic. I just hope no one has
done the same idea I have. Then again, they'll do a better job than I ever
could. I have a problem with putting my ideas into words.
Disclaimer: I do, in fact, own the Matrix. You are now reading the pilot script for a spin-off T.V. series: "Matrix: Before they were Reloaded.
Trinity just stared. Stared at the three Agents talking in a corner. They weren't the Matrix Agents; they were just trapped minds doing their 'jobs'. One of the Agents walked over to her, looked her steadily in the eye for a minute and then began beating her. Over and over, across the side of the face until all the area around her eye was badly bruised and swollen. She still stared up at him from the steady trickle of blood coming from a gash across her forehead. The agent raised his hand to hit her again, when the door opened. Another agent walked in. The others moved away to let him stand n front of her. She gave in the same emotionless stare that she had given the others, but her breathing was getting heavy: the wounds that covered her body and tore through her vinyl outfit were becoming increasingly sore. The agent just laughed when he saw this, as much as she tried to conceal it. Then she realised it. This was a Matrix agent, not one of those mindless FBI 'officials' who took the Matrix as real. She realised that this was one of the most, if not the most, dangerous position that a rebel could be placed in. She realised the truth. If she did not figure out an escape soon, this was the end. The agent stood back and reached into the breast pocket of his neatly pressed black jacket and pulled out a gun. He held the gun between her eyes, against the pale ivory skin now bloodied from the beatings she had received. She tried to move slightly, but winced in pain: she was bruised all over.
'Talk', he said in that irritating monotone voice that all Agents shared. 'Or you know what will happen'.
Trinity still stared at him as if trying to bore a hole into him. She wondered why he was giving her this chance.
'Talk!'. He spoke in the same tone but put more pressure on the gun.
She could feel the cool metal pressing deeper into that small place between her eyes. She wouldn't talk. She could never betray everyone, not Morpheus, not Neo, not anyone.
'Fine, said the Agent, a smug smile of victory hinting on his lips. 'You were given a chance. Two, in fact. But if you will not co-operate.'
He applied even more pressure to the gun, placed his long, spidery fingers on the trigger of the gun, and pulled.
**
Neo jolted awake on the Neb, his breathing rapid and shallow. He wiped a hand across his sweat-drenched brow and tried to calm himself. Eventually his breathing went down to normal, but his heart was still pounding. He carefully lay back down, slowly so as not to wake the sleeping form of Trinity beside him. He felt hot tears pricking at the backs of his eyes when he thought of the nightmare. He'd been having them for over two months now, and in every one something bad happened to Trinity. Just the thought of losing her like he saw in his nightmares was almost enough to make him break down. He spooned himself up behind her and slid one arm around her waist and clasped her hand with the other. He took a deep breath of the heavenly scent that always seemed to surround her and tried to stop his heart from pounding so hard.
'Neo? What wrong? Why are you awake so late?', Trinity's sleepy voice interrupted the silence of their cabin. Neo fought to swallow the lump in his throat that refused to go away.
'No reason, love. I just couldn't sleep, is all.'
'Oh. Well, try and get some sleep'.
'Yeah, I will. 'Night gorgeous'.
Trinity gave a small laugh. He knew she was smiling.
'Goodnight Neo'.
Almost immediately, she was asleep. Neo tightened his hold on her, buried his face in her ivory neck and waited for sleep to take him.
A/N Well, there you go! This chapter is actually longer than I thought it would be. I know, I know, total clichéd ending but I love the Neo/Trinity part of the storyline. If ye want the next chapter, give me nice reviews and I'll think about it. ;)
Disclaimer: I do, in fact, own the Matrix. You are now reading the pilot script for a spin-off T.V. series: "Matrix: Before they were Reloaded.
Trinity just stared. Stared at the three Agents talking in a corner. They weren't the Matrix Agents; they were just trapped minds doing their 'jobs'. One of the Agents walked over to her, looked her steadily in the eye for a minute and then began beating her. Over and over, across the side of the face until all the area around her eye was badly bruised and swollen. She still stared up at him from the steady trickle of blood coming from a gash across her forehead. The agent raised his hand to hit her again, when the door opened. Another agent walked in. The others moved away to let him stand n front of her. She gave in the same emotionless stare that she had given the others, but her breathing was getting heavy: the wounds that covered her body and tore through her vinyl outfit were becoming increasingly sore. The agent just laughed when he saw this, as much as she tried to conceal it. Then she realised it. This was a Matrix agent, not one of those mindless FBI 'officials' who took the Matrix as real. She realised that this was one of the most, if not the most, dangerous position that a rebel could be placed in. She realised the truth. If she did not figure out an escape soon, this was the end. The agent stood back and reached into the breast pocket of his neatly pressed black jacket and pulled out a gun. He held the gun between her eyes, against the pale ivory skin now bloodied from the beatings she had received. She tried to move slightly, but winced in pain: she was bruised all over.
'Talk', he said in that irritating monotone voice that all Agents shared. 'Or you know what will happen'.
Trinity still stared at him as if trying to bore a hole into him. She wondered why he was giving her this chance.
'Talk!'. He spoke in the same tone but put more pressure on the gun.
She could feel the cool metal pressing deeper into that small place between her eyes. She wouldn't talk. She could never betray everyone, not Morpheus, not Neo, not anyone.
'Fine, said the Agent, a smug smile of victory hinting on his lips. 'You were given a chance. Two, in fact. But if you will not co-operate.'
He applied even more pressure to the gun, placed his long, spidery fingers on the trigger of the gun, and pulled.
**
Neo jolted awake on the Neb, his breathing rapid and shallow. He wiped a hand across his sweat-drenched brow and tried to calm himself. Eventually his breathing went down to normal, but his heart was still pounding. He carefully lay back down, slowly so as not to wake the sleeping form of Trinity beside him. He felt hot tears pricking at the backs of his eyes when he thought of the nightmare. He'd been having them for over two months now, and in every one something bad happened to Trinity. Just the thought of losing her like he saw in his nightmares was almost enough to make him break down. He spooned himself up behind her and slid one arm around her waist and clasped her hand with the other. He took a deep breath of the heavenly scent that always seemed to surround her and tried to stop his heart from pounding so hard.
'Neo? What wrong? Why are you awake so late?', Trinity's sleepy voice interrupted the silence of their cabin. Neo fought to swallow the lump in his throat that refused to go away.
'No reason, love. I just couldn't sleep, is all.'
'Oh. Well, try and get some sleep'.
'Yeah, I will. 'Night gorgeous'.
Trinity gave a small laugh. He knew she was smiling.
'Goodnight Neo'.
Almost immediately, she was asleep. Neo tightened his hold on her, buried his face in her ivory neck and waited for sleep to take him.
A/N Well, there you go! This chapter is actually longer than I thought it would be. I know, I know, total clichéd ending but I love the Neo/Trinity part of the storyline. If ye want the next chapter, give me nice reviews and I'll think about it. ;)