"Mr.Anderson, its just great to see you again!" exclaimed Agent Smith.
"What the hell are you doing here!?" shouted Neo.
"Your question is an fascinating one," he said as he paced the room. "How
can I be alive when this is the real world? Unless Mr. Anderson you have
been stupid, been fooled. The wool has been pulled over your unresponsive
eyes."
Morpheous and Neo continued to glare at him without saying anything, Neo was apprehensive towards him and a million questions buzzed through his mind. His heart was hammering like a drum. Agent Smith finally spoke;
"Don't you want to know what I'm doing here? Or should I just leave you in suspense...?" "Of course I bloody want to know!" Neo started to reach for his sword; it was the best weapon he could find in this year. "You are in the Matrix, and the Matrix can do funny things to you. It is a programme, so some one controls it. Which basically means anything can happen." He clicked his fingers and suddenly the room was filled with clones, exact replicas of Agent smith. "Don't make any sudden moves or you'll be dealing with one of my friends here!" he continued.
"Yes," the clones said simultaneously and clicked their necks. Morpheous winced, he hated the sound of bones clicking.
"So are we imagining things, or what?" asked Neo.
"Let's just say that I am the new leader. I now rule all this! All this world.... is mine!" said Agent Smith maliciously.
"If this is the "new" world then how come I'm even existing?"
"When you passed out you were not dead but not alive, you were half a person. So when everyone else died you were still half-living so you survived into the 22nd century,"
"What about Morpheous, why isn't he dead?"
"He is dead Mr.Anderson, and I thought he'd' have told you to trust no one, he'd be very ashamed of you if he was alive!"
"Now you must die!" yelled Morpheous enthusiastically. Neo stared, perplexed, as Morpheous morphed in front of his own eyes, into Agent Smith!
Every single one of the Clones revealed machine guns that were concealed under their jackets.
"Shit, shit, shit, SHIT!" exclaimed Neo! He only had a sword!
Morpheous and Neo continued to glare at him without saying anything, Neo was apprehensive towards him and a million questions buzzed through his mind. His heart was hammering like a drum. Agent Smith finally spoke;
"Don't you want to know what I'm doing here? Or should I just leave you in suspense...?" "Of course I bloody want to know!" Neo started to reach for his sword; it was the best weapon he could find in this year. "You are in the Matrix, and the Matrix can do funny things to you. It is a programme, so some one controls it. Which basically means anything can happen." He clicked his fingers and suddenly the room was filled with clones, exact replicas of Agent smith. "Don't make any sudden moves or you'll be dealing with one of my friends here!" he continued.
"Yes," the clones said simultaneously and clicked their necks. Morpheous winced, he hated the sound of bones clicking.
"So are we imagining things, or what?" asked Neo.
"Let's just say that I am the new leader. I now rule all this! All this world.... is mine!" said Agent Smith maliciously.
"If this is the "new" world then how come I'm even existing?"
"When you passed out you were not dead but not alive, you were half a person. So when everyone else died you were still half-living so you survived into the 22nd century,"
"What about Morpheous, why isn't he dead?"
"He is dead Mr.Anderson, and I thought he'd' have told you to trust no one, he'd be very ashamed of you if he was alive!"
"Now you must die!" yelled Morpheous enthusiastically. Neo stared, perplexed, as Morpheous morphed in front of his own eyes, into Agent Smith!
Every single one of the Clones revealed machine guns that were concealed under their jackets.
"Shit, shit, shit, SHIT!" exclaimed Neo! He only had a sword!