A Night Stroll
Angel was now standing next to Smith on the balcony. The sun had set, and the stars were up. Smith gave no expression, as he stood staring off into nothing. Angel was playing with her hands, as she waited for Smith to say something. She was becoming more and more impatient.
"What are those?" She pointed up.
"Those are the stars." He replied.
"They're very nice."
"I suppose."
Then there was another silence. Angel didn't like the silence. She kept moving and playing with her hands. Smith was getting a little annoyed, but didn't say anything.
Smith turned his gaze to inside, where he saw his copies were avoiding the child. Smith could understand, he didn't even really like being around her. He just wanted them to stop making it so obvious.
"It is time." A copy said, coming close.
Smith nodded and looked down at Angel.
"What is it?" She asked.
"Would you like to go on a walk with us?"
"What for?"
"We're going to go find a human."
"Ok."
Angel got up, and Smith walked inside. Almost automatically four copies followed them, and they left. They walked up the street. Angel held Smith's arm tightly as they passed by people in the dark. Angel could see the humans. They were eating and laughing. There was loud music and lights coming from a club. And women dressed in exposing clothes. Angel could hear a siren in the distance. She didn't like it. It was all too new.
Smith noticed Angel's grip. He looked down at her.
"It's ok." He said.
Angel nodded and smiled. They continued to walk up the street.
"Where are they?" Smith asked.
"They are meeting in an old abandon theater."
"Only about a block away from here."
"Good."
Angel noticed Smith and the others talking. She didn't know what about though.
"Daddy. . ." She started.
"We are going after some rebels. They may run, so if you cannot keep up stay where you are. Rebels can be very dangerous so stay close to me. Do you understand?" Smith said.
Angel looked up at Smith a little scared. She nodded in fear. Smith could see she was scared.
"Do not worry. Everything will be ok." He assured her.
Smith could see the theater now. It was old and dusty, and next to a construction site. It was a perfect place for rebels. Smith stood in front of the theater doors now. They were blocked up by pieces of wood, which he quickly disposed of with one kick. Then he put his arm around Angel, knowing she would be scared. The group quietly crept the theater. Rubble was everywhere and there was no light. But then there were echoes.
"I have a message from the Oracle." A man said in the darkness.
Smith looked back at his copies, as they all stood still waiting to hear the rest.
"You must get this to Neo."
"We will."
"Don't worry."
Smith walked down a hallway, leaving Angel and his copies. He turned a corner and looked around. There were the rebels. Smith signaled to the rest to come closer.
The rebels Jax and Bane stood in front of a Chinese man. The man was giving them a package.
"Go now." The man said.
The man then disappeared in a door, and the rebels started to leave. They were heading towards Smith. Smith smiled and backed away from the corner ready to surprise them. Angel didn't like this. The rebels then turned the corner and saw Smith.
"Hello." Smith said, blocking Angel from their view.
For a moment everything was silent. As the rebels stared at the Agents in front of them. Then the rebels ran for it. The Smiths quickly ran after them, and Angel was easily able to keep up with everyone. Smith was surprised at her, but he supposed just like his fighting skills maybe other things were transferred into her. The rebels busted through a door going onto the roof. There, they jumped. All the way to the next building. The Smiths quickly did the same. Once Smith got to the building he looked back to see Angel still on the other side. He would come back for her. He turned and chased the rebels. They jumped about four more roofs, until the rebels finally jumped down an alley. Smith was behind his copies, as he jumped down last. He started to run, as he saw Angel was in front of him. He was shocked to see her.
"How did you?" He asked.
"I followed you on the ground, I thought I could surprise the rebels then." She said quietly.
She was just like him at that moment. Straying away from the rest in order to do what she thought was best. Just like when Smith killed Mr. Anderson, back in that hallway.
Smith paused for a moment, looking down at that girl. She surprised him. In a way Smith was proud. Then he nodded, and ran after the others with Angel running close behind him. They caught up to the others, and they could see the rebels again. Angel didn't entirely understand what Smith wanted with them, but she would worry about that later.
The rebels ran down an alley, and they followed. But when they go there the rebels were gone. The Smiths stood there for a moment, looking around. While Angel walked in front of them, looking in every direction.
"Where did they go, Daddy?"
She asked turning around to Smith. He didn't answer at first. He straightened his jacket and took a step closer to Angel.
"They went up."
Smith then jumped into the air, landing on the roof. The copies did the same, and then Angel tried. She made it.
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"That was close." Bane said.
"Did you see those Agents?! I've never seen anything like that!?" Jax said.
They were in another abandon building. They had just escaped Agents, and had a message from the Oracle. Jax kept looking up, making sure nothing was following them.
"That doesn't matter now. What matters is this." Bane said, pulling out the package from his jacket. "Now you go first."
Jax grabbed the package and then the phone. His body became light, and he closed his eyes. He dropped the phone, and he was in the Real World. Bane picked up the phone and waited for it to ring again. But then he turned. Seeing Smith in the broken skylight. Beyond Bane's vision was Angel. Smith jumped down. Bane tried to punch Smith, but greatly failed. Smith grabbed Bane's arm, and lunged his own into Bane's chest. Slowly darkness consumed Bane's body, rearranging his code. Smith could see the fear in that rebel's eyes.
"On no." Bane said.
"Smith will suffice." Smith said.
Darkness then engulfed Bane's face, changing him into a copy. Angel watched in curiosity right on the roof. There then stood another Smith. Smith smiled at his new copied, and even straightened its tie.
"Thank you." The copy said.
"My pleasure."
Angel stood crouching down to see. The phone started to ring, and all of them stared at the phone.
"I think it's for you." Smith said.
The copy picked up the phone slowly, and raised it to his ear. Then it became light, and vanished into the phone. It was now in the Real World.
Angel jumped down to Smith's side, leaving the copies on the roof. She stared at the phone, as Smith turned to see her.
"Where did he go?" She asked.
"He is in the Real World now. That is how Rebels get out of the Matrix, with these "exits." Smith replied.
"What is he going to do in the Real World?"
Smith could not tell her the truth. So once again he lied to her.
"He is going to conduct some research." He said.
"Oh."
Angel picked up the phone and put it back on the desk, and looked at it.
"Rebels can be very dangerous." Smith said. "If you see one I want you to come and tell me."
"How can you tell them apart from everyone else?"
"If you see someone wearing only black, with sunglasses too dark to see their eyes they are most likely a rebel."
Angel took a step closer to Smith.
"But Daddy, you fit that description."
Smith coughed a little and looked down at himself. She was correct. So Smith bent down on one knee, and took his shades off. He stared at the girl.
"Yes, but you can tell it's me, can you not?" He asked.
Angel smiled and nodded.
"Yes, of course I can. Your sunglasses are shaped like no other. You wear a suite. And no human has your eyes."
She was right again. Smith was known for his unusually blue eyes back at the Mainframe. Perhaps there was a glitch when he was created that caused them to be so unique. Although he was a pretty unique Agent. Smith nodded to Angel, and got up.
"Come, let us go back." He said, holding out his hand.
"We're going home?" Angel asked.
Smith never thought of that building which he lived a home. Merely a shelter, but it didn't matter.
"Yes, let's go home."
Angel nodded, and held his hand. They went home.
Angel now sat in her room, while Smith looked out her window.
"Is there something wrong, Daddy?"
Smith continued to stare. That one rebel got out with that message, meaning Mr. Anderson would get that message soon. He would of course come there. Smith would finally see Mr. Anderson again.
"Daddy?"
Angel's voice broke his train of thought. He looked at her. If Mr. Anderson were going to come tomorrow what would he do with her? He would have to explain to her.
"Do you remember what I told you about Mr. Anderson?" He asked.
"That very powerful human?" She asked.
"Yes."
He nodded, and sat on her bed next to her.
"I think he's going to be here tomorrow."
"Why?"
"He has to get some information from a woman who comes here."
"Why?"
Too many whys, Smith thought.
"He is fighting for the humans, and the information may be vital. But you know I must stop him. I must fight him so the humans will not win. They can't win. We have to."
Angel just nodded.
"Out of all the Rebels, Mr. Anderson is by far the most powerful and dangerous. When he comes here tomorrow I want you to stay here. I don't want you to be in danger."
More like he didn't want her to be damaged for his plan.
"Can you do that?"
"Ok." She said. "I know you'll get him!"
"Yes." Smith nodded. "Now go to bed."
Angel sat back in her bed, and Smith turned out the light.
"Goodnight." She said.
"Goodnight."
He closed the door to see two copies in front of him. Smith was growing very annoyed of them always popping up.
"You seem very affectionate of this child." One of them said.
"Not this again." Smith said annoyed. "It is like I said before."
"Good. Because if you did have feelings for this child that would endangered everything."
Smith thought about it. Everything he had done for the child did seem loving. But he quickly dismissed the idea that he had grown attached to her. That was impossible. He couldn't allow that to happen to him.
"All she is, is an experiment. She has her purpose, and she will fulfill it. Then when she has done her job we will delete her. Just because I seem so very loving to her doesn't make it so. One must perform well with lies in order for someone to believe them. So stop doubting me!" Smith was getting angrier at these constant naggings.
He quickly stormed passed the copies, and went downstairs. The copies followed him in the hallway.
"You notice he calls it a "her" and not "it." The copy said behind him.
That was it. No more doubting. Smith was tired of it. He turned around to face the copy. The copy quickly realized that Smith had heard him, and backed away. Smith grabbed the copy, and pushed him into the wall.
"How dare you." Smith said.
He kicked the copy through the wall, and into the living room, where everyone saw the copy lay on the floor. They watched as the dust settled, and the stared at Smith. Smith simply looked at them, and straightened his tie. Even the copies were a bit surprised by Smith. They got quiet, and said nothing.
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There was a knocking at the door, as Trinity got up and opened it. There stood three men.
"Is Neo here?" One of them asked.
Trinity nodded slowly, and turned to look at Neo. Neo came to the door, and looked at the men.
"What is it?" He asked.
"This is a message from the Oracle." The man said, handing Neo a disc.
Neo looked down at the disc, and grabbed it.
"It's time to go."
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Next Chapter: Lessons on Purpose and Fighting
Yay! I'm going to see Revolutions on Wednesday! I already have the tickets! And another yay! My boyfriend (and yes, I'm 12 and I have a boyfriend, I call it a semi-boyfriend) was Neo and I was Trinity for Halloween!!
Angel was now standing next to Smith on the balcony. The sun had set, and the stars were up. Smith gave no expression, as he stood staring off into nothing. Angel was playing with her hands, as she waited for Smith to say something. She was becoming more and more impatient.
"What are those?" She pointed up.
"Those are the stars." He replied.
"They're very nice."
"I suppose."
Then there was another silence. Angel didn't like the silence. She kept moving and playing with her hands. Smith was getting a little annoyed, but didn't say anything.
Smith turned his gaze to inside, where he saw his copies were avoiding the child. Smith could understand, he didn't even really like being around her. He just wanted them to stop making it so obvious.
"It is time." A copy said, coming close.
Smith nodded and looked down at Angel.
"What is it?" She asked.
"Would you like to go on a walk with us?"
"What for?"
"We're going to go find a human."
"Ok."
Angel got up, and Smith walked inside. Almost automatically four copies followed them, and they left. They walked up the street. Angel held Smith's arm tightly as they passed by people in the dark. Angel could see the humans. They were eating and laughing. There was loud music and lights coming from a club. And women dressed in exposing clothes. Angel could hear a siren in the distance. She didn't like it. It was all too new.
Smith noticed Angel's grip. He looked down at her.
"It's ok." He said.
Angel nodded and smiled. They continued to walk up the street.
"Where are they?" Smith asked.
"They are meeting in an old abandon theater."
"Only about a block away from here."
"Good."
Angel noticed Smith and the others talking. She didn't know what about though.
"Daddy. . ." She started.
"We are going after some rebels. They may run, so if you cannot keep up stay where you are. Rebels can be very dangerous so stay close to me. Do you understand?" Smith said.
Angel looked up at Smith a little scared. She nodded in fear. Smith could see she was scared.
"Do not worry. Everything will be ok." He assured her.
Smith could see the theater now. It was old and dusty, and next to a construction site. It was a perfect place for rebels. Smith stood in front of the theater doors now. They were blocked up by pieces of wood, which he quickly disposed of with one kick. Then he put his arm around Angel, knowing she would be scared. The group quietly crept the theater. Rubble was everywhere and there was no light. But then there were echoes.
"I have a message from the Oracle." A man said in the darkness.
Smith looked back at his copies, as they all stood still waiting to hear the rest.
"You must get this to Neo."
"We will."
"Don't worry."
Smith walked down a hallway, leaving Angel and his copies. He turned a corner and looked around. There were the rebels. Smith signaled to the rest to come closer.
The rebels Jax and Bane stood in front of a Chinese man. The man was giving them a package.
"Go now." The man said.
The man then disappeared in a door, and the rebels started to leave. They were heading towards Smith. Smith smiled and backed away from the corner ready to surprise them. Angel didn't like this. The rebels then turned the corner and saw Smith.
"Hello." Smith said, blocking Angel from their view.
For a moment everything was silent. As the rebels stared at the Agents in front of them. Then the rebels ran for it. The Smiths quickly ran after them, and Angel was easily able to keep up with everyone. Smith was surprised at her, but he supposed just like his fighting skills maybe other things were transferred into her. The rebels busted through a door going onto the roof. There, they jumped. All the way to the next building. The Smiths quickly did the same. Once Smith got to the building he looked back to see Angel still on the other side. He would come back for her. He turned and chased the rebels. They jumped about four more roofs, until the rebels finally jumped down an alley. Smith was behind his copies, as he jumped down last. He started to run, as he saw Angel was in front of him. He was shocked to see her.
"How did you?" He asked.
"I followed you on the ground, I thought I could surprise the rebels then." She said quietly.
She was just like him at that moment. Straying away from the rest in order to do what she thought was best. Just like when Smith killed Mr. Anderson, back in that hallway.
Smith paused for a moment, looking down at that girl. She surprised him. In a way Smith was proud. Then he nodded, and ran after the others with Angel running close behind him. They caught up to the others, and they could see the rebels again. Angel didn't entirely understand what Smith wanted with them, but she would worry about that later.
The rebels ran down an alley, and they followed. But when they go there the rebels were gone. The Smiths stood there for a moment, looking around. While Angel walked in front of them, looking in every direction.
"Where did they go, Daddy?"
She asked turning around to Smith. He didn't answer at first. He straightened his jacket and took a step closer to Angel.
"They went up."
Smith then jumped into the air, landing on the roof. The copies did the same, and then Angel tried. She made it.
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"That was close." Bane said.
"Did you see those Agents?! I've never seen anything like that!?" Jax said.
They were in another abandon building. They had just escaped Agents, and had a message from the Oracle. Jax kept looking up, making sure nothing was following them.
"That doesn't matter now. What matters is this." Bane said, pulling out the package from his jacket. "Now you go first."
Jax grabbed the package and then the phone. His body became light, and he closed his eyes. He dropped the phone, and he was in the Real World. Bane picked up the phone and waited for it to ring again. But then he turned. Seeing Smith in the broken skylight. Beyond Bane's vision was Angel. Smith jumped down. Bane tried to punch Smith, but greatly failed. Smith grabbed Bane's arm, and lunged his own into Bane's chest. Slowly darkness consumed Bane's body, rearranging his code. Smith could see the fear in that rebel's eyes.
"On no." Bane said.
"Smith will suffice." Smith said.
Darkness then engulfed Bane's face, changing him into a copy. Angel watched in curiosity right on the roof. There then stood another Smith. Smith smiled at his new copied, and even straightened its tie.
"Thank you." The copy said.
"My pleasure."
Angel stood crouching down to see. The phone started to ring, and all of them stared at the phone.
"I think it's for you." Smith said.
The copy picked up the phone slowly, and raised it to his ear. Then it became light, and vanished into the phone. It was now in the Real World.
Angel jumped down to Smith's side, leaving the copies on the roof. She stared at the phone, as Smith turned to see her.
"Where did he go?" She asked.
"He is in the Real World now. That is how Rebels get out of the Matrix, with these "exits." Smith replied.
"What is he going to do in the Real World?"
Smith could not tell her the truth. So once again he lied to her.
"He is going to conduct some research." He said.
"Oh."
Angel picked up the phone and put it back on the desk, and looked at it.
"Rebels can be very dangerous." Smith said. "If you see one I want you to come and tell me."
"How can you tell them apart from everyone else?"
"If you see someone wearing only black, with sunglasses too dark to see their eyes they are most likely a rebel."
Angel took a step closer to Smith.
"But Daddy, you fit that description."
Smith coughed a little and looked down at himself. She was correct. So Smith bent down on one knee, and took his shades off. He stared at the girl.
"Yes, but you can tell it's me, can you not?" He asked.
Angel smiled and nodded.
"Yes, of course I can. Your sunglasses are shaped like no other. You wear a suite. And no human has your eyes."
She was right again. Smith was known for his unusually blue eyes back at the Mainframe. Perhaps there was a glitch when he was created that caused them to be so unique. Although he was a pretty unique Agent. Smith nodded to Angel, and got up.
"Come, let us go back." He said, holding out his hand.
"We're going home?" Angel asked.
Smith never thought of that building which he lived a home. Merely a shelter, but it didn't matter.
"Yes, let's go home."
Angel nodded, and held his hand. They went home.
Angel now sat in her room, while Smith looked out her window.
"Is there something wrong, Daddy?"
Smith continued to stare. That one rebel got out with that message, meaning Mr. Anderson would get that message soon. He would of course come there. Smith would finally see Mr. Anderson again.
"Daddy?"
Angel's voice broke his train of thought. He looked at her. If Mr. Anderson were going to come tomorrow what would he do with her? He would have to explain to her.
"Do you remember what I told you about Mr. Anderson?" He asked.
"That very powerful human?" She asked.
"Yes."
He nodded, and sat on her bed next to her.
"I think he's going to be here tomorrow."
"Why?"
"He has to get some information from a woman who comes here."
"Why?"
Too many whys, Smith thought.
"He is fighting for the humans, and the information may be vital. But you know I must stop him. I must fight him so the humans will not win. They can't win. We have to."
Angel just nodded.
"Out of all the Rebels, Mr. Anderson is by far the most powerful and dangerous. When he comes here tomorrow I want you to stay here. I don't want you to be in danger."
More like he didn't want her to be damaged for his plan.
"Can you do that?"
"Ok." She said. "I know you'll get him!"
"Yes." Smith nodded. "Now go to bed."
Angel sat back in her bed, and Smith turned out the light.
"Goodnight." She said.
"Goodnight."
He closed the door to see two copies in front of him. Smith was growing very annoyed of them always popping up.
"You seem very affectionate of this child." One of them said.
"Not this again." Smith said annoyed. "It is like I said before."
"Good. Because if you did have feelings for this child that would endangered everything."
Smith thought about it. Everything he had done for the child did seem loving. But he quickly dismissed the idea that he had grown attached to her. That was impossible. He couldn't allow that to happen to him.
"All she is, is an experiment. She has her purpose, and she will fulfill it. Then when she has done her job we will delete her. Just because I seem so very loving to her doesn't make it so. One must perform well with lies in order for someone to believe them. So stop doubting me!" Smith was getting angrier at these constant naggings.
He quickly stormed passed the copies, and went downstairs. The copies followed him in the hallway.
"You notice he calls it a "her" and not "it." The copy said behind him.
That was it. No more doubting. Smith was tired of it. He turned around to face the copy. The copy quickly realized that Smith had heard him, and backed away. Smith grabbed the copy, and pushed him into the wall.
"How dare you." Smith said.
He kicked the copy through the wall, and into the living room, where everyone saw the copy lay on the floor. They watched as the dust settled, and the stared at Smith. Smith simply looked at them, and straightened his tie. Even the copies were a bit surprised by Smith. They got quiet, and said nothing.
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There was a knocking at the door, as Trinity got up and opened it. There stood three men.
"Is Neo here?" One of them asked.
Trinity nodded slowly, and turned to look at Neo. Neo came to the door, and looked at the men.
"What is it?" He asked.
"This is a message from the Oracle." The man said, handing Neo a disc.
Neo looked down at the disc, and grabbed it.
"It's time to go."
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Next Chapter: Lessons on Purpose and Fighting
Yay! I'm going to see Revolutions on Wednesday! I already have the tickets! And another yay! My boyfriend (and yes, I'm 12 and I have a boyfriend, I call it a semi-boyfriend) was Neo and I was Trinity for Halloween!!