Smith did not know when he regained his full senses, but he had a feeling
it was when he finally noticed that two warm bodies surrounded him. Smith
had woken up to see the little pup sleeping on his stomach but felt more
heat from somewhere else. He knew he at one point he was shivering because
of the blood loss was making him cold and sending him into shock. When his
eyes finally focused even more he noticed a slender arm with gentle fingers
splayed on the right side of his chest. He then saw Niyah had curled up on
his right side to share some her warmth with him. His central system seemed
to go into shut down as he realized how close he was to this human. Using
great restrain to just jump up and wake the two; he gently slipped out of
their touch. The void he left was immediately covered as the two shifted so
that the pup was now curled under Niyah's arm and snoring in soft content.
It was then he noticed something different about Niyah. He tried to see
what it was when he realized that Niyah's jacket used to be long sleeved.
Now it was just a black denim vest. Smith then lifted his own jacket to
look at his wound when he saw that it was stitched up quite nicely. It
didn't take him long to realize where Niyah got the thread to do it. It was
the exact same color as the threads of her jacket's seams.
Smith thought it was just beyond reasoning. She was a freedom fighter and he was a program hell bent on their destruction. This was like a cat and dog thrown into a cell to see who killed the other first and instead of getting blood and carnage, you get a cat thinking that the dog was its long lost kitten. As he continued to study the two sleeping so peacefully, completely forgetting about their reality, Smith knew a revelation was sneaking up on him; perhaps not all humans were meant to be destroyed, and for that perfect moment, he saw what the world should have been like between and man and machine.
Smith was about to let them sleep a little longer when he felt the shift in the code.
Damn it! He's still alive. Smith did not waste any time. He grabbed Niyah and hauled her up. She woke up and was about to brow beat her inconsiderate waker when she saw the look on Smith's face.
"It's him isn't it?"
"Let's go." Smith picked up Code E. and practically ripped the door open off its hinges. Niyah followed Smith and pulled out her last clip and loaded her gun.
"Here," Niyah gave the gun to Smith and took Code E. into her arms. The pup seemed to know the danger they were in and remained silent and just curled up as close as he could to Niyah. Smith was about to check the stairs when Niyah's phone went off.
"Shit." Niyah pulled out her phone and snapped it open.
"Niyah, where the hell are you?"
"We're in trouble."
"We?"
"Just listen to me. Just find me."
"Ok," there was a pause. "Jesus Christ, that Smith.thing is right in front of you!"
"I know that you idiot, there's some else here. Where is it?"
"Uh, it's coming up the stairs toward you."
"Alright."
"What is going on?" But Niyah had already hung up and crushed the phone to pieces.
"He's coming up the stairs," Niyah warned Smith.
"Then we go up." Smith grabbed Niyah by the arm and ascended the stairs.
Smith thought it was just beyond reasoning. She was a freedom fighter and he was a program hell bent on their destruction. This was like a cat and dog thrown into a cell to see who killed the other first and instead of getting blood and carnage, you get a cat thinking that the dog was its long lost kitten. As he continued to study the two sleeping so peacefully, completely forgetting about their reality, Smith knew a revelation was sneaking up on him; perhaps not all humans were meant to be destroyed, and for that perfect moment, he saw what the world should have been like between and man and machine.
Smith was about to let them sleep a little longer when he felt the shift in the code.
Damn it! He's still alive. Smith did not waste any time. He grabbed Niyah and hauled her up. She woke up and was about to brow beat her inconsiderate waker when she saw the look on Smith's face.
"It's him isn't it?"
"Let's go." Smith picked up Code E. and practically ripped the door open off its hinges. Niyah followed Smith and pulled out her last clip and loaded her gun.
"Here," Niyah gave the gun to Smith and took Code E. into her arms. The pup seemed to know the danger they were in and remained silent and just curled up as close as he could to Niyah. Smith was about to check the stairs when Niyah's phone went off.
"Shit." Niyah pulled out her phone and snapped it open.
"Niyah, where the hell are you?"
"We're in trouble."
"We?"
"Just listen to me. Just find me."
"Ok," there was a pause. "Jesus Christ, that Smith.thing is right in front of you!"
"I know that you idiot, there's some else here. Where is it?"
"Uh, it's coming up the stairs toward you."
"Alright."
"What is going on?" But Niyah had already hung up and crushed the phone to pieces.
"He's coming up the stairs," Niyah warned Smith.
"Then we go up." Smith grabbed Niyah by the arm and ascended the stairs.