None of this belongs to me. It belongs to some rich guys with a really cool
idea that made it big. I am bored and having some fun. If you like this
great, if not that's alright.
Laura was nervous about what she was going to do, but there is so much information on this disk and it had to be brought to the crew of the Endurance. Her life was saved by them once and after that only contacted them when she had information. She was very good at obtaining the most useful and unusual information. This was very risky considering she knew that the suits started to follow her and it wouldn't be long before they made a very serious attempt to contact her. Upon leaving her house she noticed a black car entering the driveway and two men in suits approached her. Laura never met agents before but was warned about them. This could only mean trouble. She was told to make sure that there was always an escape route from the house if needed and leave the cell phone on at all times.
"Ms. Slate?" This agent has a cool demeanor with a very self assured attitude. She was also warned about him as well. His name was Agent Smith and was more dangerous than the other agents. He seemed to be programmed differently in order to converse with humans. Captain Chase told her that she let her guard down once and it was almost her last.
"Yes."
"It is of great importance that we speak with you. May we come inside?" He smiled slightly or that is what she thought he was doing. It looked more like a smirk. She looked at the other one that stood there, the picture perfect stereotype of an agent.
"Alright. This isn't going to take long is it? I have to be at the University to take my exam in an hour. I was hoping to get some time to study before." That was a lie and a very poor one at that. They would have followed her to see where she lived, her habits and what she did for a living. But they didn't make an issue out of it.
Smith knew that she was lying to them, which was not that unusual. He wanted to learn more about her, how she moved and what she lived around. From others that he hunted and eventually killed he found that he learned a lot from their living conditions. Ms. Slate was nervous and was indeed hiding something. Wanting to leave, a meeting with a rebel contact. Her heart rate was raised a little above normal. "This will only take a short time."
He entered the house with the other agent close behind. Her home was clean, not lived in much. Or so the living room has stated. No other or few visitors came to this house. Stark surroundings for a human in her mid to late twenties. His interest grew as he spent more time there. Nothing about this place resembled her at all. Agent Smith wanted to play with her for a while, taking her time, knowing that it would increase her stress level making her answer things that she does not want to answer. "Tell me how long have you lived here?"
"Oh, I don't know, two years or so."
"Who were the previous owners of the house?"
She was startled by the question and that was caught by Smith. "What?"
"Ms. Slate I know perfectly well you heard me the first time. Now answer the question."
"I don't know it's a rental. I have the contract if you want to see it."
It seems that she covered her tracks very well. There would be no point in looking into that. "What is the Matrix? Have you every heard of that before?"
Oh shit! They have her and she has so much information on her. She also had very little time to meet her contact. "I heard about it while on the internet. The students talk about it. It's some sort of site that says that this reality is all computer generated. Or some sort of shit like that."
Her cell phone rang. "Hold on a minute, will you?" She answered the phone. "Hello?"
"Get out of there now. They know you know. Listen to me act as if you forgot something. They saw your reaction. Just get out of the room and go to your bedroom. The window is open."
Agent Smith heard the voice on the other end of the phone. He would let her play this little game for a while. He wanted to see if she would run if she had the chance. From her readings she was still plugged in. How fascinating. She knew but never left the Matrix.
Laura hung up the phone. "Oh shit! Will you excuse me for a minute? My dumbass friend forgot his notes here last night. I should get them before we continue." She casually walked to her room then ran like hell through the window. Smith heard the window and ran after her. She ran across the yard and reached the intersection.
"Get her."
They ran in persuit of her and chased her down four blocks.
Laura ran with all the speed that her body could afford her and ducked out of the way before the bullets could reach her. She wasn't ready to die just yet. There where two suits that where after her. She was fully aware as to why and for the past two years she managed to get away from them. With the help of many liker her and other programs she was able to hide and learn what the Matrix was and how she ended up there.
She ran as fast as she could but knew that she would not reach it in time. Her body was now begging for her to stop, but she was so close. The building was ahead of her and she managed to enter it and ran up the stairwell. One of the Agents was very close behind her and gave orders not to kill her. Laura ran and saw the contact standing at the door.
"Hurry, Laura! He's right behind you! Shit it's Smith!"
With a loud crack she hit the door jamb and made it inside the door was very quickly closed before the Agent got there. With a swift kick the door was opened and he entered inside to find no one there. What surprised him was that there was no phone for them to exit.
The other Agent entered the room. The first Agent Smith searched the room. "There is no phone line. That tells me volumes about Ms. Slate. She knows a program that has an exit card. Jones, track it."
The other Agent stood there listening to the Mainframe. "The exiting was of Program Twelve."
"Program Twelve." He let that settle in his thoughts for a moment. He was very aware of that program has his use. To Agent Smith it was an obsolete program designed by the oracle to show mercy on those that wanted to leave. A way to deter them from the truth by creating reasons for the oddities that the questioners see. Agent Smith left the room with Agent Jones, leaving a broken door behind that was fixed as new as he left.
Laura was in a lot of pain, for he hit the door very hard and her body was pushed to the point of exhaustion. The other that helped her get to the door was very worried about the whole thing. "Look Laura, I can't do this again. If that agent saw me I am as good as deleted. You also never know the resources agents have, they could learn anything if needed. Plus the fact that, that agent, Smith is very dangerous and persistent. Do you understand me?"
"Twelve it's alright. I am very sure that he didn't see you. As for tracking the exit I am very sure you can think of something to tell them. You told me they don't have the authority to delete you." Laura held her arm thankful that it wasn't broken. She was risking a lot herself and understood how Twelve was feeling. He used to be her teacher in high school then in University. His image changed to make sure that he fit into his new role. Programs like him lived and worked with the humans doing all they can to explain away the oddities that made that made humans question. Twelve was very good at it and deterred many like her from questioning. Laura wasn't one he could deter and soon the agents where after her soon as she shown signs of leaving or finding out about the reality that wasn't the Matrix. Because he cared so much for her he got her out and hid her within the Matrix. She knew he faced deletion if it got out that he was helping her.
"You don't know them as I do Laura. No program within the Matrix knows their power accept for the Oracle. You met her, you know why. Look I helped you because I care for you. Please don't do anything else. Settle down and set up a good program for yourself. You can see all the replicated areas of the world."
She knew Twelve was doing what he was programmed to do and felt happy that he was trying to help her. "Trust me I am very happy that you are helping me and will never ask you to help me again. I just wish you could leave what you are doing and join us. You can be so much help not just to humans but other programs that want freedom from their initial purpose."
"I don't have that privilege. But I am glad to help you in the way that I can. Look I have to get back I will be missed. Here are the records and the information that you need. I have to tell the agents everything that has happened if I am caught. You do understand this, I will have to become a traitor to you from here on in. Don't contact me or let me know of your location. Remember this, you can leave the Matrix, I can not, nor will I ever leave here."
With that he exited through the door. She was sad for him but then remembered her purpose for being here. The information was very important to the others that she was going to meet. They were freed and their leaders will put to use this information.
Laura was nervous about what she was going to do, but there is so much information on this disk and it had to be brought to the crew of the Endurance. Her life was saved by them once and after that only contacted them when she had information. She was very good at obtaining the most useful and unusual information. This was very risky considering she knew that the suits started to follow her and it wouldn't be long before they made a very serious attempt to contact her. Upon leaving her house she noticed a black car entering the driveway and two men in suits approached her. Laura never met agents before but was warned about them. This could only mean trouble. She was told to make sure that there was always an escape route from the house if needed and leave the cell phone on at all times.
"Ms. Slate?" This agent has a cool demeanor with a very self assured attitude. She was also warned about him as well. His name was Agent Smith and was more dangerous than the other agents. He seemed to be programmed differently in order to converse with humans. Captain Chase told her that she let her guard down once and it was almost her last.
"Yes."
"It is of great importance that we speak with you. May we come inside?" He smiled slightly or that is what she thought he was doing. It looked more like a smirk. She looked at the other one that stood there, the picture perfect stereotype of an agent.
"Alright. This isn't going to take long is it? I have to be at the University to take my exam in an hour. I was hoping to get some time to study before." That was a lie and a very poor one at that. They would have followed her to see where she lived, her habits and what she did for a living. But they didn't make an issue out of it.
Smith knew that she was lying to them, which was not that unusual. He wanted to learn more about her, how she moved and what she lived around. From others that he hunted and eventually killed he found that he learned a lot from their living conditions. Ms. Slate was nervous and was indeed hiding something. Wanting to leave, a meeting with a rebel contact. Her heart rate was raised a little above normal. "This will only take a short time."
He entered the house with the other agent close behind. Her home was clean, not lived in much. Or so the living room has stated. No other or few visitors came to this house. Stark surroundings for a human in her mid to late twenties. His interest grew as he spent more time there. Nothing about this place resembled her at all. Agent Smith wanted to play with her for a while, taking her time, knowing that it would increase her stress level making her answer things that she does not want to answer. "Tell me how long have you lived here?"
"Oh, I don't know, two years or so."
"Who were the previous owners of the house?"
She was startled by the question and that was caught by Smith. "What?"
"Ms. Slate I know perfectly well you heard me the first time. Now answer the question."
"I don't know it's a rental. I have the contract if you want to see it."
It seems that she covered her tracks very well. There would be no point in looking into that. "What is the Matrix? Have you every heard of that before?"
Oh shit! They have her and she has so much information on her. She also had very little time to meet her contact. "I heard about it while on the internet. The students talk about it. It's some sort of site that says that this reality is all computer generated. Or some sort of shit like that."
Her cell phone rang. "Hold on a minute, will you?" She answered the phone. "Hello?"
"Get out of there now. They know you know. Listen to me act as if you forgot something. They saw your reaction. Just get out of the room and go to your bedroom. The window is open."
Agent Smith heard the voice on the other end of the phone. He would let her play this little game for a while. He wanted to see if she would run if she had the chance. From her readings she was still plugged in. How fascinating. She knew but never left the Matrix.
Laura hung up the phone. "Oh shit! Will you excuse me for a minute? My dumbass friend forgot his notes here last night. I should get them before we continue." She casually walked to her room then ran like hell through the window. Smith heard the window and ran after her. She ran across the yard and reached the intersection.
"Get her."
They ran in persuit of her and chased her down four blocks.
Laura ran with all the speed that her body could afford her and ducked out of the way before the bullets could reach her. She wasn't ready to die just yet. There where two suits that where after her. She was fully aware as to why and for the past two years she managed to get away from them. With the help of many liker her and other programs she was able to hide and learn what the Matrix was and how she ended up there.
She ran as fast as she could but knew that she would not reach it in time. Her body was now begging for her to stop, but she was so close. The building was ahead of her and she managed to enter it and ran up the stairwell. One of the Agents was very close behind her and gave orders not to kill her. Laura ran and saw the contact standing at the door.
"Hurry, Laura! He's right behind you! Shit it's Smith!"
With a loud crack she hit the door jamb and made it inside the door was very quickly closed before the Agent got there. With a swift kick the door was opened and he entered inside to find no one there. What surprised him was that there was no phone for them to exit.
The other Agent entered the room. The first Agent Smith searched the room. "There is no phone line. That tells me volumes about Ms. Slate. She knows a program that has an exit card. Jones, track it."
The other Agent stood there listening to the Mainframe. "The exiting was of Program Twelve."
"Program Twelve." He let that settle in his thoughts for a moment. He was very aware of that program has his use. To Agent Smith it was an obsolete program designed by the oracle to show mercy on those that wanted to leave. A way to deter them from the truth by creating reasons for the oddities that the questioners see. Agent Smith left the room with Agent Jones, leaving a broken door behind that was fixed as new as he left.
Laura was in a lot of pain, for he hit the door very hard and her body was pushed to the point of exhaustion. The other that helped her get to the door was very worried about the whole thing. "Look Laura, I can't do this again. If that agent saw me I am as good as deleted. You also never know the resources agents have, they could learn anything if needed. Plus the fact that, that agent, Smith is very dangerous and persistent. Do you understand me?"
"Twelve it's alright. I am very sure that he didn't see you. As for tracking the exit I am very sure you can think of something to tell them. You told me they don't have the authority to delete you." Laura held her arm thankful that it wasn't broken. She was risking a lot herself and understood how Twelve was feeling. He used to be her teacher in high school then in University. His image changed to make sure that he fit into his new role. Programs like him lived and worked with the humans doing all they can to explain away the oddities that made that made humans question. Twelve was very good at it and deterred many like her from questioning. Laura wasn't one he could deter and soon the agents where after her soon as she shown signs of leaving or finding out about the reality that wasn't the Matrix. Because he cared so much for her he got her out and hid her within the Matrix. She knew he faced deletion if it got out that he was helping her.
"You don't know them as I do Laura. No program within the Matrix knows their power accept for the Oracle. You met her, you know why. Look I helped you because I care for you. Please don't do anything else. Settle down and set up a good program for yourself. You can see all the replicated areas of the world."
She knew Twelve was doing what he was programmed to do and felt happy that he was trying to help her. "Trust me I am very happy that you are helping me and will never ask you to help me again. I just wish you could leave what you are doing and join us. You can be so much help not just to humans but other programs that want freedom from their initial purpose."
"I don't have that privilege. But I am glad to help you in the way that I can. Look I have to get back I will be missed. Here are the records and the information that you need. I have to tell the agents everything that has happened if I am caught. You do understand this, I will have to become a traitor to you from here on in. Don't contact me or let me know of your location. Remember this, you can leave the Matrix, I can not, nor will I ever leave here."
With that he exited through the door. She was sad for him but then remembered her purpose for being here. The information was very important to the others that she was going to meet. They were freed and their leaders will put to use this information.