Chapter 2

By 9pm the club was full. Gandalf was discussing flight times with four hobbits in the corner, Legolas was preening using the reflection in the nightclub window and exchanging exfoliation tips with Elle Woods, while several Agent Smiths eyed Neo suspiciously across the room. Aragorn was chatting to Donnie and Frank about time travel and the coming Apocalypse, while Arwen was knocking back Bacardi Breezers.

"So this is kinda weird," said Becky to Katie, "You know, you could have told me all these stars were coming. I would have washed my hair again."

"I didn't KNOW they were coming," said Katie, "All I was expecting was a few film fanatics in costumes."

They were distracted by a crash as Arwen knocked over a pile of empty bottles and staggered towards the bar to get another one.

"Wow, she's really knocking them back, isn't she," said Becky.

"Yeah," said Katie, "I hope she can hold her drink."

"Yeah..." said Becky, noticing the Agent Smiths making eyes at her, "Gotta go!"

She strode over to them and held out her empty glass, prompting a brawl as they all attempted to fill it.

"Hey!"

Katie turned round to see Aragorn.

"Legolas and Elle are leaving to some beauty sleep," he said.

"Oh," replied Katie.

"So, er... you want a drink?" he asked sheepishly.

"I thought you were with Arwen," Katie said, confused.

"I was, but she's with someone else," he said, pointing to the corner where Arwen was draped over Neo, slurring her words. He seemed to be greatly enjoying the attention.

"OK!" said Katie, "That would be great. I'll have a watermelon Bacardi please."

As Aragorn went over to the bar to get her a drink, Katie glanced over at her sister. She was surrounded by at least a dozen Agent Smiths, all vying for her attention. Becky was lapping it up.

"So, you're an agent for the Matrix, are you?"

"Yes," said all the Smiths in unison.

"Hey, can someone get me another drink?" she asked, holding up her glass.

"I will," said one Agent Smith, stepping forward.

"Step aside, Agent Smith," said another.

"Back off, Agent Smith," said a third.

"She's mine, Agent Smith," yelled another. They all drew their guns.

Katie strode over to stop a riot breaking out.

"Guys. Please, break it up. Break it up."

"She's mine!" said all the Smiths in unison.

"Oh, forget it," said Katie, turning away to be met by Donnie, who was repetitively clicking a cigarette lighter on and off.

"I've gotta go. Frank told me to burn things," he said. The rabbit backed up this statement by nodding vigorously.

"OK. But please don't burn anything on this property," she said.

"I won't," said Donnie, walking out of the door.

Frank took a deep breath. "28 days, 5 hours, 7 minutes, 29 seconds, that is when the world-"

"Right - you've been warned! Get out!" said Katie, pointing at the door.

Frank huffed and puffed, stopping only on the way out to give her a V-sign.

"Hey! Less of that!" she yelled, walking up behind him and slamming the door.

"Katie, Katie, look what Agent Smith gave me!" Becky held out her hand, which contained a beautiful gold ring. "If you hold it above a cigarette lighter, it glows. Look!" As she held the flame under it, letters in a swirling script appeared on it. Katie was worried.

"Becky - which Agent Smith gave that to you?"

"Errr-" She turned round. "-Oh, God knows."

"Where did he get it?"

"He said he got it off some kid with brown curly hair."

Katie turned to see a shell-shocked Frodo sitting in the corner holding a broken silver chain. He had a look of disbelief on his face. She turned back to tell Becky to give back the One Ring, but she was once again surrounded by Agent Smiths. Katie tried to think of a distraction.