Title: This One Refused

Author: Perfect Ruin

Rating: Will not go higher than PG-13

Disclaimer: The Matrix and all their characters belong to the Wachowski Brothers and Warner Brothers. I own Kiree and any other original characters that you don't recognize.

Summary: Steps have to be taken to destroy the exiled Agent Smith.

Author Notes: I can't remember, did I mention this was AU?

Ok, some of you know this already but to those who don't, I am also another author on FFN. I got this account so I could write other stuff and try different things. Some of you would know me as Stormhawk.

Word Count: 720

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Kiree stopped breathing, he had his hand in her. She wasn't bleeding or anything, it was just stuck in her. Her head arched back in pain as a shiny black liquid started to spread.

She felt so cold; she knew she was done for. He was killing her.

"Don't," she whispered numbly, "please don't."

Smith smirked down at her, "this won't take long."

She wasn't sure if her heart had stopped beating or if it was going like a freight train. She couldn't concentrate on anything. She could feel it creeping up and over her shoulders; all the while the man responsible was standing there with a self-satisfied look on his smug face.

It had to stop.

She tried to reach up to his hand with her left arm but his right shot out and held it. Her right moved and tried to pull his hand away.

Smith shook his head, "stop fighting me."

She punched him, but her arm had so little strength left in it that it fell onto his shoulder. Her head dropped forward and she saw herself, her clothes were changing into his.

She was becoming him?

The liquid was crawling up her neck now, she knew once she was covered in it she was done for.

Kiree kicked her right foot, something she would have thought was useless but it did the job. He jerked when her foot hit his shin, kicking him again and again he involuntarily stop a step back to avoid the attack and at the same time Kiree took her own step back.

His hand was wrenched free and she fell to the alley floor.

The black liquid slowly seeped away and broke down into green symbols before disappearing. She watched on in confusion as her world spun, she couldn't get up or even move. If he tried to do that again she was gone, but at least she had put up a good fight. She pulled up her knees and lay and the fetal position in the middle of the stinking alley as he walked over to her.

"Perhaps you are more trouble than you are worth," he said as he put his hand into his jacket to draw his gun.

Gunshots rang out near his head as two men came into the alley. Smith looked up at the other agents, stepped over Kiree's still form and opened the door behind her with his backdoor key and escaped.

"He escaped," the shorter one said.

"Human," the other one said as he looked down at her.

"Shit," Kiree said, these guys looked like the creep who had just stuck his hand into her chest. Well, like enough to be brothers or cousins or something, except that their suits were gray and not black and they had white wires coming out of their ears.

"What happened?" the tall one demanded.

She had been about to say, 'you won't believe me,' when she realized they might. "Creepy guy, looked kind of like you, stuck his hand into my chest and this liquid came out," she rolled over and pointed to where it was still seeping from the wound.

The short one knelt and rubbed some between his fingers, "this is source code as we suspected," he looked at her. "Did he stop the process because of us?"

"No, I fought him."

The tall one looked at her incredulously, "you fought ex-agent Smith and survived? Tell us the truth."

"I just did, please help me up."

The short one offered a hand and helped her to her feet, she leant against the alley wall for support. "Can you please tell…he's in that building, why aren't you chasing him?"

The tall one shook his head, "he's not in there."

"The hell he isn't," Kiree said as pushed the door open. They were right, he wasn't. "I've been pulled into a world I shouldn't know exists haven't I?"

"Yes," the short one said. "Now we need to decide what happens now."

"Shoot her," the tall one suggested.

"You can't shoot me," Kiree said. He drew his gun, "ok maybe you can but you don't want to."

"Put down your gun Brown," the short one said. "This warrants further investigation."

Brown holstered his gun again, "then investigate Jones."

Jones looked down at Kiree, "please come with us."

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YAY! Brown and Jones, I like those guys better than the reloaded agents. How and why they are there will get explained soon, but I am telling you this right now, I have swapped their names around. This isn't because I don't know which is which, it's because when I started writing ATS (as Stormhawk) I flipped the names and now can't think of them with their original names.