Author: NJ
Title: Real Virtuality
Rated: PG-13 - R
Description: A Matrix-like HP story. It's the Final war, and everyone is involved. No one is who they seem. Pairings: Ron/Draco, Ginny/Colin, Neville/Pansy. Also features: Percy, Lockhart, OC's, Cho etc.
Warning: Slash, BoyxBoy, death, blood, & s'more. Not Beta'd, sorry.
Copyright: Everything of HP belongs to JK. I don't own it. Nor do I own the ideas from the Matrix. Just own the plot and the OC's. No need to sue.
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Real Virtuality
Chapter Two
##AD 2003 22nd August 20: 51##
A hard slam. That really hurt. Ron gained his conscience and found himself lying on a cold grey floor.
"I see you're awake."
Ron quickly looked up. There was that Hufflepuff girl again. The one he'd been trying to rescue. Now she looked menacing to him. Weren't heroes supposed to be rewarded? He looked around. There were no walls, yet there was a floor and a ceiling. And a bed. With on top.
"Malfoy!?"
Draco got up. He looked just as puzzled as Ron. Before Ron could ask where he was, a flash blinded him, and suddenly, a boy his age and uniform walked towards them. The flash disappeared. Ron's eyes focused and he gasped. He was facing Neville Longbottom.
"Why did you bring him here?!"
Neville didn't sound like he always sounded like. No nervousness, not that little amazement he seemed to hear, nor that innocence. He was serious, hard and cold. Ron shivered.
"I had to. He'd seen the Cyber."
Neville looked shocked, then his face grew stern again.
"I'll handle this." He got Ron's collar and pulled him up.
"Hey, watch it!" Ron yelled. But Neville took no notice.
"Listen. You too Malfoy."
Draco had been silent the whole time, shocked but aware, and listened steady to Neville's words.
"You will only hear this once, and never again. You make the choice, and it is you who must live by it. I can make you forget all this, all the strange things you've seen, and let you live on a peaceful happy life. Or you could come with us and know the truth, at expense of risking everything you have. Make the choice now."
Ron was silent but his mind was ticking. What was this? Where was he? And this choice. The truth? He'd love to know it. But he wouldn't mind living a peaceful happy life. But yet, he was somewhere he'd never thought of, with a person of whom he'd never expected it to hear it from. His mind was dying to know more. And without knowing what he'd get himself into, Ron made his choice.
"I will come with you."
"Me too."
Those words came from Draco Malfoy. There was a hesitance in his voice. He may have not wanted to come, but he needed to know. Just like Ron.
AD 2003 22nd August 20: 59
Neville sighed. They always do this. Curiosity kills more than just the cat. Why do they always choose the truth? The hardest way? He knew Ron and Malfoy were going to regret his choice. He'd love to just erase Ron's and Malfoy's memory here and then, but it would stand against everything they believed in. Choice was a harsh lesson of life, and experience its cruel teacher.
"Fine. Follow me."
The boys and the girl followed Neville into another room, where there seemed to be no walls, ceiling, floor, no sky or earth just plain nothing. Everything was black, and it seemed they were walking on it. Another girl stood there, waiting for them.
"Hello girls! I want you to show these boys the truth. Like you have with me."
"WHAT!? Are you insane Longbottom? You can't bring in newcomers now! The Final War is afoot!"
"Just do it okay? Think of it as more soldiers." And with that, he disappeared.
The other girl sighed. "He just doesn't listen. But you'll (and him too) live to regret it anyway." She grinned. Ron felt uncomfortable. Draco had crossed his arms again.
"My name is Epsilon. And that one there, is Pi." The first girl waved shyly.
"We're Cybers. Rebels, really. We have the ability to take human forms. Or at least, what you'd call humans. You are actually toys. Pawns. Created by Cybers in a game of Earth. Made to experiment by testing your emotions, playing with your feelings."
Ron blinked hard. Excuse me? Was this some joke? Some weird play he had landed in?
"You're kidding, right?"
Pi then stepped forward.
"I wish. Then we'd all be out of this nightmare."
"I'm doing the talking here Pi!!" Epsilon yelled. Pi retreated.
"We're what you would call rebels, indeed. We wished not to join in this game, we wished to free the game: Earth. Now we're hunted too."
This was too weird for words. How could this be?
Suddenly, Malfoy talked.
"Prove it."
"Huh?" Epsilon reacted surprised.
"I said, prove it! Show us!"
"Fine!"
AD 2003 22nd August 21:18
"Pi, turn on the metamorpher."
"But-"
"Do it!"
Pi sighed, and again that metal glove around her hand appeared. She clenched her hand. Suddenly, everything started to wobble, and suddenly they felt a burning sensation. Ron couldn't see.
The boys screamed, as they felt their flesh being torn off. The pain it caused was awful.
"Don't worry now. Soon, you'll see your true form!"
Ron's vision returned to him. He didn't feel any different than before. Then he saw his hands. His eyes widened. He was a robot. A machine! A metallic surface with all kinds of lines, that now and then sent a light to another place. He was covered with those lights. He felt his face. Metal, and his eyes was one big red glowing slit. Only his hair was still the same. He turned to Draco, who was experiencing the same thing.
"This is who you really are. This is what all humans are! Machines! Created by the Cybers in a game they call 'Earth'."
Draco couldn't believe it. Was this really who he was. He then saw Epsilon had changed too. She wasn't a robot, nor a human. She had round flat ears, and her eyes were long oval shaped slits, glowing dark-green. Her skin was white and her thick multiple-braided hair was a shade of pale-blue. Her whole body was covered in a fishnet suit, and on top of it she wore a black tank top. She had short grey pants and tall sturdy boots with spikes. On her arms she wore broad red elastic bands.
"Amazed, human? Well, this is how all Cybers look. Except a difference. You see this elastics on my arms? The red ones? Well, normal Cybers, the ones who make these games, wear black ones. However, those who refuse to live under the Cyber code have to wear red ones. And you can't take them off. They are a sign that say you are a rebel. And once you are a rebel, you can't go back."
"And now you are involved. And you must fight with us. And if you fail- Well, let's just say that the gun on your head starts to look mighty nice."
Epsilon laughed maniacally, throwing her head back, tossing her braided hair, rifle gun on her shoulder. Pi had changed too, and looked just like Epsilon, only smaller and with green thin braids. She just stood there, rubbing her red bands, looking nervous and confused. Scared.
##TBC.
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Well, that's all for now, more action (and possibly the forming of couples) later! Cya! NJ
Title: Real Virtuality
Rated: PG-13 - R
Description: A Matrix-like HP story. It's the Final war, and everyone is involved. No one is who they seem. Pairings: Ron/Draco, Ginny/Colin, Neville/Pansy. Also features: Percy, Lockhart, OC's, Cho etc.
Warning: Slash, BoyxBoy, death, blood, & s'more. Not Beta'd, sorry.
Copyright: Everything of HP belongs to JK. I don't own it. Nor do I own the ideas from the Matrix. Just own the plot and the OC's. No need to sue.
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Real Virtuality
Chapter Two
##AD 2003 22nd August 20: 51##
A hard slam. That really hurt. Ron gained his conscience and found himself lying on a cold grey floor.
"I see you're awake."
Ron quickly looked up. There was that Hufflepuff girl again. The one he'd been trying to rescue. Now she looked menacing to him. Weren't heroes supposed to be rewarded? He looked around. There were no walls, yet there was a floor and a ceiling. And a bed. With on top.
"Malfoy!?"
Draco got up. He looked just as puzzled as Ron. Before Ron could ask where he was, a flash blinded him, and suddenly, a boy his age and uniform walked towards them. The flash disappeared. Ron's eyes focused and he gasped. He was facing Neville Longbottom.
"Why did you bring him here?!"
Neville didn't sound like he always sounded like. No nervousness, not that little amazement he seemed to hear, nor that innocence. He was serious, hard and cold. Ron shivered.
"I had to. He'd seen the Cyber."
Neville looked shocked, then his face grew stern again.
"I'll handle this." He got Ron's collar and pulled him up.
"Hey, watch it!" Ron yelled. But Neville took no notice.
"Listen. You too Malfoy."
Draco had been silent the whole time, shocked but aware, and listened steady to Neville's words.
"You will only hear this once, and never again. You make the choice, and it is you who must live by it. I can make you forget all this, all the strange things you've seen, and let you live on a peaceful happy life. Or you could come with us and know the truth, at expense of risking everything you have. Make the choice now."
Ron was silent but his mind was ticking. What was this? Where was he? And this choice. The truth? He'd love to know it. But he wouldn't mind living a peaceful happy life. But yet, he was somewhere he'd never thought of, with a person of whom he'd never expected it to hear it from. His mind was dying to know more. And without knowing what he'd get himself into, Ron made his choice.
"I will come with you."
"Me too."
Those words came from Draco Malfoy. There was a hesitance in his voice. He may have not wanted to come, but he needed to know. Just like Ron.
AD 2003 22nd August 20: 59
Neville sighed. They always do this. Curiosity kills more than just the cat. Why do they always choose the truth? The hardest way? He knew Ron and Malfoy were going to regret his choice. He'd love to just erase Ron's and Malfoy's memory here and then, but it would stand against everything they believed in. Choice was a harsh lesson of life, and experience its cruel teacher.
"Fine. Follow me."
The boys and the girl followed Neville into another room, where there seemed to be no walls, ceiling, floor, no sky or earth just plain nothing. Everything was black, and it seemed they were walking on it. Another girl stood there, waiting for them.
"Hello girls! I want you to show these boys the truth. Like you have with me."
"WHAT!? Are you insane Longbottom? You can't bring in newcomers now! The Final War is afoot!"
"Just do it okay? Think of it as more soldiers." And with that, he disappeared.
The other girl sighed. "He just doesn't listen. But you'll (and him too) live to regret it anyway." She grinned. Ron felt uncomfortable. Draco had crossed his arms again.
"My name is Epsilon. And that one there, is Pi." The first girl waved shyly.
"We're Cybers. Rebels, really. We have the ability to take human forms. Or at least, what you'd call humans. You are actually toys. Pawns. Created by Cybers in a game of Earth. Made to experiment by testing your emotions, playing with your feelings."
Ron blinked hard. Excuse me? Was this some joke? Some weird play he had landed in?
"You're kidding, right?"
Pi then stepped forward.
"I wish. Then we'd all be out of this nightmare."
"I'm doing the talking here Pi!!" Epsilon yelled. Pi retreated.
"We're what you would call rebels, indeed. We wished not to join in this game, we wished to free the game: Earth. Now we're hunted too."
This was too weird for words. How could this be?
Suddenly, Malfoy talked.
"Prove it."
"Huh?" Epsilon reacted surprised.
"I said, prove it! Show us!"
"Fine!"
AD 2003 22nd August 21:18
"Pi, turn on the metamorpher."
"But-"
"Do it!"
Pi sighed, and again that metal glove around her hand appeared. She clenched her hand. Suddenly, everything started to wobble, and suddenly they felt a burning sensation. Ron couldn't see.
The boys screamed, as they felt their flesh being torn off. The pain it caused was awful.
"Don't worry now. Soon, you'll see your true form!"
Ron's vision returned to him. He didn't feel any different than before. Then he saw his hands. His eyes widened. He was a robot. A machine! A metallic surface with all kinds of lines, that now and then sent a light to another place. He was covered with those lights. He felt his face. Metal, and his eyes was one big red glowing slit. Only his hair was still the same. He turned to Draco, who was experiencing the same thing.
"This is who you really are. This is what all humans are! Machines! Created by the Cybers in a game they call 'Earth'."
Draco couldn't believe it. Was this really who he was. He then saw Epsilon had changed too. She wasn't a robot, nor a human. She had round flat ears, and her eyes were long oval shaped slits, glowing dark-green. Her skin was white and her thick multiple-braided hair was a shade of pale-blue. Her whole body was covered in a fishnet suit, and on top of it she wore a black tank top. She had short grey pants and tall sturdy boots with spikes. On her arms she wore broad red elastic bands.
"Amazed, human? Well, this is how all Cybers look. Except a difference. You see this elastics on my arms? The red ones? Well, normal Cybers, the ones who make these games, wear black ones. However, those who refuse to live under the Cyber code have to wear red ones. And you can't take them off. They are a sign that say you are a rebel. And once you are a rebel, you can't go back."
"And now you are involved. And you must fight with us. And if you fail- Well, let's just say that the gun on your head starts to look mighty nice."
Epsilon laughed maniacally, throwing her head back, tossing her braided hair, rifle gun on her shoulder. Pi had changed too, and looked just like Epsilon, only smaller and with green thin braids. She just stood there, rubbing her red bands, looking nervous and confused. Scared.
##TBC.
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Well, that's all for now, more action (and possibly the forming of couples) later! Cya! NJ
