Jedi Jessie: Wow, you're right. So here's Trinity's escape attempt and Neo's comeback!
Anna: Here's the update! Thank so much!
Protectress of Dalidon: I live to please. Love will conquer all. It could go either way. Neo could kick Smith's ass, although, I'm very sure Trinity would love to get her hands on him. Hmmm…very confusing.
Draco is Mine: I'm really glad I got the personality right. It irritates me when Smith is bastardized because he's such an awesome villain!
Nitro: I shall continue with this story to the end! Thank you very much!
Selina Enriquez: I'm really glad I inspired you! Philosophy fascinates me as well. If you enjoy it, read Plato's The Republic. It's all about The Allegory of the Cave and other such topics. Very Interesting.
Alocin: Kiefer's voice is the coolest! I loved every minute of Phone Booth because it was chilling to hear him taunting Colin Farrell.
Misty7: I'm sorry they kicked Neo's ass! Please don't be mad at me! I was under the impression Neo was still learning how to fight with all his speed and stuff, but then I re-watched the Matrix and it was a boot in the ass. Also, I added the Merovingian and the Architect as side characters because I didn't want to totally ruin Reloaded and Revolutions. Double sorry for that one.
Aqua Phoenix: Yeah, I totally love Kiefer in Phone Booth. He is really thought provoking! And I'm really happy I got everyone in character. It really is irritating to read stories where everyone's so different. And I hate how a lot of people see Trinity as an anal bitch. I love the character and I hope I did her some justice with this story since Carrie Anne Moss is my freaking hero!
Xensin: Very cool name by the way. I think it would be very cool to see something between Trinity and Smith. At the same time, she's devoted to Neo and they're so cute together!
Thanks for everyone who reviewed and who's enjoying the story!
Disclaimer: Not mine. It's all the Wachowski's.
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Chapter 6: Saviour
Trinity forced herself to pull harder. She was sweating and her wound was telling her to stop with every painful throb. Her body converted the stinging into adrenaline. The adrenaline pumped her arm muscles harder and made her hair stand on end. Her heart was pounding.
"Come on…" She murmured, willing them to break. "Come on." She said louder, watching as the cuffs started to keel. The chain link was starting to split. Instead of easing on the amount of force, Trinity gave a final pull with her leg muscles.
The cuffs snapped, the chains breaking and her arms were flung to her sides. She tightened her eyelids as her shoulders protested the movement. In spite of the relief she felt to have the ability to move, every joint felt deadened.
So you've got your arms. What about your feet?
Trinity frantically ripped the IV from her skin. Blood dripped from her hand but she could care less. It seemed every part of her body was dripping blood. Slowly, she pushed herself into a sitting position, wincing at the bullet wound. Grasping the IV needle, she reached for her feet, intent on picking the cuffs. The tube wasn't long enough. Trinity yanked on the tube. It refused to snap.
There was a needle here. I remember there was.
The adrenaline in her veins made her shake as she searched through the tools and medicine capsules on the table. Empty containers of morphine were scattered over the top of the table.
How long was I here? She had to asked, but gave up on that question as she picked up the empty syringe. The needle tip was perfect for picking locks, an old pastime of hers. A smile moved over her lips as she bent forward and shoved the sharp end into the key hole. Her right leg was freed in a matter of seconds. The other followed with much more ease.
Trinity leapt off the bed, forgetting that she hadn't used any of her muscles for Lord knows how long. She stumbled, almost keeling to her knees.
Get up Trinity, she willed herself. Get up and stay up.
The voice in her mind was successful. Her legs carried her to her jacket which she swung on. Her boots were under the chair, hidden under the shiny leather of the coat. Trinity pulled them on quickly and went to the door. She grabbed the handle and opened the door, stepping into the rain.
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Neo could not have been more infuriated then at that single moment. He'd allowed Trinity to be kidnapped. Then he'd allowed himself to be knocked out. And now he was getting to his feet as the supposed disappeared Agent Smith walked slowly to him with that coy smirk on his face.
"Hello Mister Anderson." Smith said smoothly, watching Neo stand up. "I was wondering when you'd get here. Did you miss me?" His eyebrows lifted and Neo saw some spark of humour behind his sunglasses.
"Where is she?" Neo demanded, so angry his fists were clenched. Smith shrugged a little.
"It amazes me at how humans will always risk the lives of their significant others before themselves." Neo felt that like a slap. But, like everything in the Matrix, he knew it wasn't real and instead of worrying, her approached, head hung low. The Agent stopped, laughing softly at this new form of resistance. "I would have thought you'd be surprised to see me Mister Anderson."
Neo didn't say anything. He blocked the bullet fast punch from the Agent's hand and swung a kick from the left. The Agent ducked, standing up and throwing another punch to Neo's chin. The One bent backwards, dodging it nicely, and threw his right foot into Smith's stomach so quickly the Agent was thrown backwards.
Gracefully he landed, a hand on the floor as Neo stood still.
"Seems you've learned a few things, Mister Anderson." The Agent identified, standing up again and straightening out his suit. Neo barely gave him time to wait before they were back at it. Swinging punches and kicks like a comic book hero and villain in the epic climatic battle.
Neo ducked under a powerful punch from the Agent and spun himself over the floor with his leg extended, his hands balancing himself on the rough concrete. He jumped back when the Agent's foot swung, whizzing past his ear as he got back to his feet and jump kicked the oncoming target.
There was a snap as Smith's head turned from the force. A broken piece of his sunglass flew off, stained with a small amount of blood from a cut moving just the Agent's cheek. He glared, removing the glasses and tossing them aside.
He looked straight at the One with an acidic stare. Neo's ear burned with the words and the blood dripping down his cheek from the abuse of the twin programs. Smith fixed his suit again professionally.
"Tell me where she is." He demanded again. Smith shook his head back in mock surprise.
"Once again with these frivolous human demands." He cocked his head, watching the one with a certain amount of enjoyment gleaming in his programmed stare. "Your…" He searched for the right word. "Woman…seemed to have the same tendency."
Neo's knuckles tightened till the blood was gone from them. His heart was pounding in his ears. The Agent lowered his head and the two charged at one another.
The One jumped, leaving the ground the same time as Smith. They spun, landing back on the ground. Their hands were at each other's throats. Neo started clenching his fist before Smith, and managed to swing his legs around and boot the Agent in the stomach to succeed in kicking him off. Small bruises were constricting his throat, but Neo continued to push on the Agent's trachea.
Smith grinned, balling his fist and throwing it into Neo, who grabbed the projectile and forced it back at Smith before hurling the back of his own fist across the Agent's face and kicking the Agent threw the air.
Blood was running down his finger from the amount of pressure he had put on the Agent's throat. Smith landed on his feet like a deranged cat and looked at Neo again, who stood up and came at him for another round.
The One kicked upwards, having his leg deflected by Smith's swinging arm. The other chopped at his throat. Neo ducked, coming up and extending his bent arm, defending another attack from the other side. He brought his palm up at the Agent's nose and kicked him in the stomach, throwing him aside as Neo came on with another kick. Smith brought his arm up, hurling a powerful punch and cracking Neo's collarbone. The One double back for a moment, just barely missing a uppercut to the chin. He swirled around, throwing his foot into a round house and hitting Smith on the side of the head. He landed and brought his other foot up quickly as Smith gave a hard kicked to Neo's stomach, making him fly into the wall.
The stone shattered, dropping around Neo as he landed in a lunge. He used his arm to steady himself as he got back to his feet and the two continued.
The Agent took the first two punches, swinging his arms over Neo's head at bullet speed. Neo lifted himself up, blocking both arms as they came back and thrusting his fist to the Agent's head. And another. With his third punch the Agent kicked him, swinging at his already aching collar bone.
It isn't real, Neo told himself as he put an arm in to block the impending blow. He swung his leg around in into the unprotected side of the Agent, who grabbed Neo's throat and threw a punch across his face before dropping him, spinning, to the ground.
The One got back up, dodging a swing to his jaw by jumping upwards. He swung his legs at Smith, who jumped up as Neo descended and kicked at Neo.
Their feet met, hurling the two into opposite end of the room. Smith hit the gears of the gate, causing hydraulics and metal works to fly with him and bury themselves in him as the two fighters dropped to the ground.
They glared angrily, leaping off the ground and meeting midair again as they punched and kicked. Smith threw Neo back for a moment. However, Neo swung around, hurling Smith in the opposite direction and straight through the wall of the building with a powerful punch.
He was breathing deeply and landed smoothly, waiting for the Agent to return. Smith didn't.
Lightning cracked and illuminated the inside of the gate for a moment, as Neo listened carefully. He couldn't hear anything over the pounding rain. He walked slowly, going through the door and looking into the rain.
"Neo!" Trinity said loudly as Smith's hand moved over her throat threateningly. His other arm was gripping her hands behind her back and holding her still. Neo felt his heart beat with anger again as Smith, watching him hold Trinity like that. He laughed quietly, tightening on her throat. Trinity inhaled deeply, tightening her lips.
"Not in your best interest to come any closer is it, Mister Anderson?" Neo glared, lowering his head under the drooping locks of black hair. Smith smiled cruelly as Trinity breathed heavily again.
"Do it Neo!" The hand tightened on her throat, making her choke on her words and Neo charge forward out of instinct. The Agent glared at him, causing Neo to stop only two feet from him.
"Human emotions are quite pathetic." He said cruelly. Trinity's eyes were watching Neo, knowing what he had to do. But Neo couldn't bring himself to harm her further. His eyes caught the white bandages on her waist, and his feet stayed put.
"Look at this, Mister Anderson." The Agent said with some sort surprise in his voice. "Your greatest strength is your greatest weakness…how utterly human. I would have expected more from you."
"Neo." Trinity whispered, staring at him. She pulled on her arms a little and tried to do anything then just stand there. Neo watched Smith who smiled evilly. Trinity stared at him helplessly, knowing Neo would never have come closer when she was at risk.
Come on Neo, she willed him. Come on. Just move!
Trinity tried to moved her feet, but Smith seemed to sense this and dug his fingers into her throat harder, making her splutter and cough.
"I thought it would be the other way around but it appears as if I'm going to kill her first instead." Smith grinned again cruelly, tightening his fist.
"No." Neo said sternly. Trinity opened her mouth a little, as Smith raised an eyebrow. "I'm the one you want."
Smith pretended to contemplate this. Trinity's eyes widened, fixated on the presence of Neo.
"So be it." Smith said.
"Neo, don't!" She cried as she was thrown back onto the wet ground. Smith went at Neo as a blur, making the One start with the first defensive move. Trinity got back to her feet, as the two continued their battle. Angrily, she was about to march up to Smith when she was thrown back through the gate and into the room. Trinity hit the floor with a crack, and pushed herself back up.
"Shouldn't do that, girl." The white haired man said, crossing his arms as he slammed the door again. Trinity got to her feet and growled, grabbing the handle in both hands. The handle wouldn't budge. She threw herself into it, causing her side to ache again and her to grasp it in surprise as she slid down the wall.
Neo… She thought, and stood up again as she fumbled with the handle.
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