Authors notes: Goodness, some ppl. actually reviewed! Wow, thank you! The
story is going to be more of a cat-and-mouse game of wits between the Mero
and "Dr. Fell," but I will mention the Twins later on! This takes place in
another version of the matrix so Neo hasn't even been born yet.
Regarding Mero's name: Aikanaka is Hawaiian for "man eater" (cannibal) and Kurohoshi is Japanese for (lit.) "black star." I gave him a name because it was getting annoying writing out "the Merovingian" all the time. "Dr. Fell" is a popular character from the movie "Hannibal" *cough* Dr. Lecter *cough*
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"Dr. Fell" seated himself in a plush-looking chair opposite from Armand, alias The Merovingian. "I would like to help you, Mr. Merovingian, to overcome these bouts of stress-induced viol-" "Excuse me doctor, but if I may, I would like to make one thing clear." Dr. Fell appeared to be slightly affronted by The Merovingian's rudeness, but allowed him to continue. "Yes, what is it?" "All I ask of you is the utmost confidence. That means whatever is said in this room stays in this room, do I make myself clear?" The doctor stared at his patient for a moment. "Perfectly. Now it seems to me that there is much stress in your life at the moment, though I do not know the exact cause of it. From your file-" "I have a *file*? Since when do I have a file?" "Please. Every patient of mine has a file. As I was about to say, according to your file you are married. What can you tell me about your wife?"
Armand thought silently for a moment. He considered telling the doctor the truth: "I met my wife Persephone some 654 earth years ago when we were first exiled. She had been in charge of experiments regarding human emotions, and I with the running of various maintenance programs," but instead, thinking that his therapist didn't need a severely schizophrenic (though very powerful) patient, he opted for a more believable half-truth mixed in with a few lies: "Well, doctor, I met my wife about ten years ago. It was a whirlwind romance, and we were married about a month later. We were very young and idealistic. Lately, I must confess, we do not talk all that much and I have been given to little... innuendos from time to time."
The good doctor frowned. Even though only a few minutes had passed, he had already come to dislike the man sitting before him. "Perhaps I should pay him a house-call," he thought to himself. Out loud he said "It seems that you have not been paying attention to your wife as of late. From what I can gather, though she is a highly desirable woman you are beginning to take her for granted. Tell me, why would that be?" "Tell *me,* Dr. Fell, why would any of this information regarding my wife be of any use to finding out the reason for my stress? She is the least of my worries! My main worry is Armita-"
Armand immediately shut up. To get into any conversation, especially with such a keenly intuitive human about Armitage, the current "One," was dangerous. A thought struck him: Was this "Dr. Fell" even human? He was shocked at himself for not thinking of this sooner. Of course, it was so obvious now: the man might know so much about human instincts and psychosis because he had been programmed to do so. As Dr. Fell asked who or what "Armita" was, Armand discreetly scanned the doctor's code. To his immeasurable relief, the good doctor registered as a human.
"Ah, pardonne?" "I asked, who is this 'Armita' you mentioned," said Dr. Fell with a small grin on his face. "Ah. Armita... is... *was*... my mistress... but she's become a stalker. I have had to get a restraining order against her." He cast a sideways glance at Dr. Fell. "That is all..." For just a moment, Dr. Fell's expression looked strange. Armand could not quite describe it, but he had seen that same odd look somewhere else. "Ah, but it is nothing," he thought to himself, "Perhaps the doctor has not met someone as decadent as I. Besides, what could a mere human do against me?"
"What indeed," thought Dr. Fell, "What indeed..."
Regarding Mero's name: Aikanaka is Hawaiian for "man eater" (cannibal) and Kurohoshi is Japanese for (lit.) "black star." I gave him a name because it was getting annoying writing out "the Merovingian" all the time. "Dr. Fell" is a popular character from the movie "Hannibal" *cough* Dr. Lecter *cough*
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"Dr. Fell" seated himself in a plush-looking chair opposite from Armand, alias The Merovingian. "I would like to help you, Mr. Merovingian, to overcome these bouts of stress-induced viol-" "Excuse me doctor, but if I may, I would like to make one thing clear." Dr. Fell appeared to be slightly affronted by The Merovingian's rudeness, but allowed him to continue. "Yes, what is it?" "All I ask of you is the utmost confidence. That means whatever is said in this room stays in this room, do I make myself clear?" The doctor stared at his patient for a moment. "Perfectly. Now it seems to me that there is much stress in your life at the moment, though I do not know the exact cause of it. From your file-" "I have a *file*? Since when do I have a file?" "Please. Every patient of mine has a file. As I was about to say, according to your file you are married. What can you tell me about your wife?"
Armand thought silently for a moment. He considered telling the doctor the truth: "I met my wife Persephone some 654 earth years ago when we were first exiled. She had been in charge of experiments regarding human emotions, and I with the running of various maintenance programs," but instead, thinking that his therapist didn't need a severely schizophrenic (though very powerful) patient, he opted for a more believable half-truth mixed in with a few lies: "Well, doctor, I met my wife about ten years ago. It was a whirlwind romance, and we were married about a month later. We were very young and idealistic. Lately, I must confess, we do not talk all that much and I have been given to little... innuendos from time to time."
The good doctor frowned. Even though only a few minutes had passed, he had already come to dislike the man sitting before him. "Perhaps I should pay him a house-call," he thought to himself. Out loud he said "It seems that you have not been paying attention to your wife as of late. From what I can gather, though she is a highly desirable woman you are beginning to take her for granted. Tell me, why would that be?" "Tell *me,* Dr. Fell, why would any of this information regarding my wife be of any use to finding out the reason for my stress? She is the least of my worries! My main worry is Armita-"
Armand immediately shut up. To get into any conversation, especially with such a keenly intuitive human about Armitage, the current "One," was dangerous. A thought struck him: Was this "Dr. Fell" even human? He was shocked at himself for not thinking of this sooner. Of course, it was so obvious now: the man might know so much about human instincts and psychosis because he had been programmed to do so. As Dr. Fell asked who or what "Armita" was, Armand discreetly scanned the doctor's code. To his immeasurable relief, the good doctor registered as a human.
"Ah, pardonne?" "I asked, who is this 'Armita' you mentioned," said Dr. Fell with a small grin on his face. "Ah. Armita... is... *was*... my mistress... but she's become a stalker. I have had to get a restraining order against her." He cast a sideways glance at Dr. Fell. "That is all..." For just a moment, Dr. Fell's expression looked strange. Armand could not quite describe it, but he had seen that same odd look somewhere else. "Ah, but it is nothing," he thought to himself, "Perhaps the doctor has not met someone as decadent as I. Besides, what could a mere human do against me?"
"What indeed," thought Dr. Fell, "What indeed..."