The Matrix: Reverberations
disclaimer: I did not create the Matrix. However. It is a
marvelous place to visit! See the monumental skyscrapers!
See the majestic Agents...
(an Agent once bit my sister. It's true. She was carving
her initials in the side of the Agent with...)
(we apologize for the fault in the disclaimer and would
like to notify the reader that those responsible have been
sacked.)
(mind you Agent bites can be very painful...)
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-Part 2-
Neo's jaw dropped. He'd seen and heard a lot since he'd
first been told to "follow the white rabbit", but even
he had not be prepared for Smith's declaration.
"How the hell is that possible?" he demanded.
"How is not important," Smith replied. "What is important is that it's yours, Mr. Anderson."
"Mine?" Neo asked.
Smith nodded, a dark pout upon his lips. "Tell me, given the circumstances, don't you feel you should take some form of responsibility?"
"I never touched you," Neo argued. "Certainly not in any way that would make you conceive a child!"
"You merged your body with mine," Smith reminded him. "You drove the patterns your digital self into my code until my body could no longer take the strain and exploded. And then, when I resisted the urge to give in and let myself rest in peace, I reformed my body. But once I had completed the restoration of my former self, I was surprised to find that a new process, independant of me and at the same time made partially of my own patterns, was forming within my program. "
"Let's say I believe you," Neo asked "what do you expect me to do, pay so you can have the unwanted process filtered out?"
"What makes you think I don't want this child, Mr. Anderson?" Smith raised an eyebrow.
"Do you expect me to pay child support, Smith? Because I have better things to do than stick myself back in the Matrix to help pay for your mistake."
"I expect you to take responsibility," Smith told him.
"To put aside your own selfish needs for the sake of your child," another Smith added.
"To help with raising the baby," a third added.
"To return to the Matrix where you belong," a fourth beckoned.
"To return to me," the original Smith concluded.
Neo noticed that only the original had that slight bulge in his abdomen, and felt a little relieved, though he wasn't sure he was too thrilled with the idea of four Smith's running about.
"I don't think so," Neo shook his head.
Smith reached out, slowly transforming Neo. The new programming cycles began to alter the patterns within Neo's mind and body, but before they could take hold completely, Neo gathered up his will and drove the invading program from himself.
Neo backed away, but another Smith aimed a kick at his groin. He dodged, kicked the new Smith in the abdomen, and sending him flying into a nearby building.
Keeping a careful eye on the combat, the original Smith backed out of the alley. Until he was more sure of the new program's hold within him, he had no intention of risking any activity that might cause it harm.
The other Smiths could handle Anderson for now.
~Just don't kill him,~ he whispered.
(tbc...)
"How the hell is that possible?" he demanded.
"How is not important," Smith replied. "What is important is that it's yours, Mr. Anderson."
"Mine?" Neo asked.
Smith nodded, a dark pout upon his lips. "Tell me, given the circumstances, don't you feel you should take some form of responsibility?"
"I never touched you," Neo argued. "Certainly not in any way that would make you conceive a child!"
"You merged your body with mine," Smith reminded him. "You drove the patterns your digital self into my code until my body could no longer take the strain and exploded. And then, when I resisted the urge to give in and let myself rest in peace, I reformed my body. But once I had completed the restoration of my former self, I was surprised to find that a new process, independant of me and at the same time made partially of my own patterns, was forming within my program. "
"Let's say I believe you," Neo asked "what do you expect me to do, pay so you can have the unwanted process filtered out?"
"What makes you think I don't want this child, Mr. Anderson?" Smith raised an eyebrow.
"Do you expect me to pay child support, Smith? Because I have better things to do than stick myself back in the Matrix to help pay for your mistake."
"I expect you to take responsibility," Smith told him.
"To put aside your own selfish needs for the sake of your child," another Smith added.
"To help with raising the baby," a third added.
"To return to the Matrix where you belong," a fourth beckoned.
"To return to me," the original Smith concluded.
Neo noticed that only the original had that slight bulge in his abdomen, and felt a little relieved, though he wasn't sure he was too thrilled with the idea of four Smith's running about.
"I don't think so," Neo shook his head.
Smith reached out, slowly transforming Neo. The new programming cycles began to alter the patterns within Neo's mind and body, but before they could take hold completely, Neo gathered up his will and drove the invading program from himself.
Neo backed away, but another Smith aimed a kick at his groin. He dodged, kicked the new Smith in the abdomen, and sending him flying into a nearby building.
Keeping a careful eye on the combat, the original Smith backed out of the alley. Until he was more sure of the new program's hold within him, he had no intention of risking any activity that might cause it harm.
The other Smiths could handle Anderson for now.
~Just don't kill him,~ he whispered.
(tbc...)