The Last Goodbye
A/N: Lookies! *points* No not there! Here! Look, a new chapter! It saddened me greatly when both Neo and Trinity died so my imagination created a place where they could both live for ever.
PS. ( -- ) means scene change.
Oh! Tell me what you think! I should be studying right niow but I had these ideas and I just had to write the down.
Disclaimer: I don't own them. I'm just a not-so humble teenager using them for entertainment purposes. These characters belong to the almight Wachowski geeks and those other people at Warner Bros.
The Last Goodbye. Ch.2
Black.
All around him there was black.
There was all scilence.
No scream, no sound could have permeated the silence, no light could have permeated.
Was this the Matrix?
It could be but then again it couldn't be. He was inside the Matrix when the virus Smith had overwritten his codes. But he didn't feel like Smith. He felt like Neo.
So then where was he?
Was this some kind of after-life? Purgatory? Limbo?
It couldn't be. The world was a manifestation of a computer program. Religions were programmed thus making the idea of a God unreal. If he was in the Matrix, he very much doubted that the machines would have gone to the trouble of creating another program to satisfy the needs of humans didn't want to move on.
His head was swimming. He was confused.
What the hell was going on?
His vision began to distort, not that there was anything to see in the first place. He could feel the floor beneath his feet begin to wobble, move as if it was jelly. He was starting to feel dizzy and then all of a sudden…
Nothing.
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White.
There was white.
In a stark contrast to where he had been just moments before his vision was blinded by the unnatural white of the room.
Something felt strangely fimiliar about this place.
Then it clicked.
The Architect.
"Why am I here?" he asked, his voice echoing as the vibrations bounced off the dome shaped room. Those were the same words he asked when he was here not that long ago.
"You are here because your self-sacrifice has helped create peace among humans and machines." That was noty the Architects voice. The Architect was a man and this was most definitely a woman's voice.
He had an idea of who it could be, but no, it couldn't be.
"Who are you?"
"You know who I am." Was the cryptic response he got.
"You're…you're the mother of the Matrix?!"
"Sorry kid, but that's how things work. Everything that is negative has a positive. Smith is the negative, you are the positive just as the Architect is the negative and I the positive."
"What do you want with me?"
"You are the reason there is peace between machines and humans. That is why I've decided to give you a second chance. Your body may be dead but your mind is still very much alive. We will be inserting you and Trinity back into the Matrix where you can exist in peace for all eternity."
He felt as though his heart had skipped a beat.
Trinity? He would be going back with Trinity.
This was all too much.
He desperately tugged at the threads of sanity he still had left.
He was being re-inserted into the Matrix.
Trinity was going with him.
They would be together for ever. The thought sounded cheesy but he was too happy to notice.
He felt the room beginning to dissolve. It reminded him faintly of being unplugged from the Matrix after a mission. The familiar feeling of your mind being torn from the body it had been residing in. Each thought slowly being pulled from a body and being re-inserted into the flesh of its real owner and not some computer programmed shell.
His vision went black.
This was starting to get old.
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But then as quickly as it had began, it stopped. His vision returned into focus and he took in his surroundings.
He was standing in a club. The club in fact.
It was the same club where he met Trinity for the first time on the night that changed his life for ever. The night he was unplugged. The night he realised the truth and the night that led to him walking down the path that led him to a new purpose and a new love.
He scanned the room with only one thought in his mind.
Trinity.
For a while he couldn't see her but then something caught his eye.
That glint of faint light on patent leather could only mean one thing.
He had found what he was looking for and it seemed that she was looking for.
Ice blue met chocalate brown.
One soul met another.
Time seemed to stops as two individuals who had lost each other so many times met for the last time because from this moment on they would be together. Their bond never to be touched and never to be unbroken.
They ran to each other ignoring the throng of people that had beem blocking their path and their lips met in a fierce and passionate kiss. All the pent up emotion that was running around in their systems was exerted and forgotten.
"I thought I lost you." They both said at the same time as they broke apart.
A small smile was overshadowed by a large grin.
For a while neither of them spoke.
No words where exchanged, their bond said it all.
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