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...)
(AN: A little note on the couples in Reverberations:
Neo and Trinity started as an item, but broke up after
Trinity learned Smith was pregnant by Neo following one
of Neo's excursions into the Matrix after a night of
love with Trinity.
Agent Johnson is assigned to kill Smith, but is too
fascinated by Smith's unexpected condition to destroy
him. He brings Smith to a safe place and begins to
fall in love with him.
Trinity, on the rebound from her relationship with
Neo, finds a new friend and their relationship begins
to grow into something more.)
(pairings (current): Johnson/Smith)
(pairings (coming): Neo/Smith, Smith-Bane/Trinity.
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-Part 9-
The Merovingian sat there with a smile on his face that made the Twins sure he'd been sampling his own cakes again.
"Sir," the one on the left said, with a contemplative glance toward the woman called Persephone. "The Machines..."
"Are tunnelling to Zion, yes, I know. To be frankly honest, I couldn't really care less." He yawned to emphasize this point, then went on. "So... do you have anything interesting to report?"
"Neo and Trinity broke up."
The Merovingian found a spot on the ceiling a bit more fascinating than this news.
Persephone, on the other hand, was curious about it. "Whatever for?" She asked. "Last I heard, they adored each other."
"Rumor has it that former Agent Smith is expecting a child and Neo's the father." the Twin who had been silent up until now explained.
At last the Merovingian was interested. He leaned forward, now keen on knowing all the details. "Tell me more."
*****
"Yes," Smith told Smith-Bane. "It's true. I am pregnant with Mr. Anderson's baby."
"I won't bother asking how," Smith-Bane told him. "Get rid of it. It's a complication we don't need at this stage in the game."
"I'm keeping it," Smith replied. "Who told you anyhow?"
"Trinity," Smith-Bane replied. "She's still hurting over break-up. And why's that baby so important to you anyhow?"
"Maybe you'll find out for yourself some day." Smith replied.
"If you think I'm getting involved with Trinity..." Smith-Bane rolled his eyes.
"Me thinks thou dost protest too much?" Smith suggested.
"Ugh, poetry," Smith-Bane protested. "You *are* in love, aren't you?"
"So are you." Smith replied.
(tbc...)
The Merovingian sat there with a smile on his face that made the Twins sure he'd been sampling his own cakes again.
"Sir," the one on the left said, with a contemplative glance toward the woman called Persephone. "The Machines..."
"Are tunnelling to Zion, yes, I know. To be frankly honest, I couldn't really care less." He yawned to emphasize this point, then went on. "So... do you have anything interesting to report?"
"Neo and Trinity broke up."
The Merovingian found a spot on the ceiling a bit more fascinating than this news.
Persephone, on the other hand, was curious about it. "Whatever for?" She asked. "Last I heard, they adored each other."
"Rumor has it that former Agent Smith is expecting a child and Neo's the father." the Twin who had been silent up until now explained.
At last the Merovingian was interested. He leaned forward, now keen on knowing all the details. "Tell me more."
*****
"Yes," Smith told Smith-Bane. "It's true. I am pregnant with Mr. Anderson's baby."
"I won't bother asking how," Smith-Bane told him. "Get rid of it. It's a complication we don't need at this stage in the game."
"I'm keeping it," Smith replied. "Who told you anyhow?"
"Trinity," Smith-Bane replied. "She's still hurting over break-up. And why's that baby so important to you anyhow?"
"Maybe you'll find out for yourself some day." Smith replied.
"If you think I'm getting involved with Trinity..." Smith-Bane rolled his eyes.
"Me thinks thou dost protest too much?" Smith suggested.
"Ugh, poetry," Smith-Bane protested. "You *are* in love, aren't you?"
"So are you." Smith replied.
(tbc...)