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 10-
Morpheus stared at his hands as he thought of how well Trinity had served aboard the Neb. It was these thoughts that made the decision he'd come to so difficult.
He had to chose between Neo and Trinity. Having them both on board under the present circumstances was taking too much of a toll on the crew.
There was no way he was letting Neo go. He'd searched too long for him. He believed in Neo, no matter what the rumors said. He had to have Neo fighting the machines alongside him.
Trinity was a good mechanic, almost too good to let go. But the crew could not do their job properly if they were all taking sides in the matter.
Trinity walked in. "Sir?"
"Trinity," Morpheus told her. "I'm sorry, but the crew need to be working together as a team if we're to defeat the machines. Given the way things have been between you and Neo lately, and the way it's disrupting the crew, I have no choice but to transfer you to another ship."
"With all respect, sir," Trinity said. "I think you're making a rather poor choice. I'm not the one who knocked up Agent Smith."
"With all respect," Morpheus returned, "I believe that you are letting your anger cloud your judgement. *That* is the reason I am transferring you. Captain Ballard has agreed to take you on as a member of the Caduceus. Apparently, a member of his crew put in a good word for you."
Trinity gave a stiff-lipped nod. She knew it must have been Bane, and though she didn't know why, she was suddenly not at all sure she liked how nice he was being.
*****
The Architect looked calmly up from his desk as the Merovingian walked into his office.
"You took a big risk coming here," he said, warningly. "You know I could turn you in now."
"I also know that you won't." The Merovingian smiled. "You know that you can't risk losing an ally such as myself."
"What is it you've com to discuss?" The Architect folded his hands and placed his chin upon them.
"The baby," the Merovingian got straight to the point. "You must see to it that I gain custody and control of the Smith child. As long as Smith retains custody, his will to continue existing will be increased. He will be too strong for even his ex-colleagues to overcome. Remove Smith's incentive, and he will eventually accept the fact that he must return to the Mainframe."
"The unborn Smith is an uncertain factor that must be dealt with," the Architect agreed. "But I do not think the situation is salvagable by custody transfer alone. Kill it. I don't care how."
The Merovingian nodded and left the Architect to his monitors.
"Kill *yourself*, stupid old man," he snarled. "The child, the new race that is even now taking shape within Agent Smith, shall belong to me."
Morpheus stared at his hands as he thought of how well Trinity had served aboard the Neb. It was these thoughts that made the decision he'd come to so difficult.
He had to chose between Neo and Trinity. Having them both on board under the present circumstances was taking too much of a toll on the crew.
There was no way he was letting Neo go. He'd searched too long for him. He believed in Neo, no matter what the rumors said. He had to have Neo fighting the machines alongside him.
Trinity was a good mechanic, almost too good to let go. But the crew could not do their job properly if they were all taking sides in the matter.
Trinity walked in. "Sir?"
"Trinity," Morpheus told her. "I'm sorry, but the crew need to be working together as a team if we're to defeat the machines. Given the way things have been between you and Neo lately, and the way it's disrupting the crew, I have no choice but to transfer you to another ship."
"With all respect, sir," Trinity said. "I think you're making a rather poor choice. I'm not the one who knocked up Agent Smith."
"With all respect," Morpheus returned, "I believe that you are letting your anger cloud your judgement. *That* is the reason I am transferring you. Captain Ballard has agreed to take you on as a member of the Caduceus. Apparently, a member of his crew put in a good word for you."
Trinity gave a stiff-lipped nod. She knew it must have been Bane, and though she didn't know why, she was suddenly not at all sure she liked how nice he was being.
*****
The Architect looked calmly up from his desk as the Merovingian walked into his office.
"You took a big risk coming here," he said, warningly. "You know I could turn you in now."
"I also know that you won't." The Merovingian smiled. "You know that you can't risk losing an ally such as myself."
"What is it you've com to discuss?" The Architect folded his hands and placed his chin upon them.
"The baby," the Merovingian got straight to the point. "You must see to it that I gain custody and control of the Smith child. As long as Smith retains custody, his will to continue existing will be increased. He will be too strong for even his ex-colleagues to overcome. Remove Smith's incentive, and he will eventually accept the fact that he must return to the Mainframe."
"The unborn Smith is an uncertain factor that must be dealt with," the Architect agreed. "But I do not think the situation is salvagable by custody transfer alone. Kill it. I don't care how."
The Merovingian nodded and left the Architect to his monitors.
"Kill *yourself*, stupid old man," he snarled. "The child, the new race that is even now taking shape within Agent Smith, shall belong to me."