This is my first fan fic so be gentle.
Disclaimer : I do not own any of the Matrix characters! I want to…but I don't. so all fair, they get to keep them (Im just sneaking them out to play with every now and then!)
Summery : what was Neo thinking the night he met Trinity for the first
time. Set in the club in matrix 1.
Rated G I suppose. I'm British so I don't know. There aren't any swear words or actual sex so I suppose its fairly tame!
For the past month I'd had the feeling something was different. Even when I was alone, the doors bolted shut and the lights off, the hairs would stand up on the back of my neck. I felt like something was watching me…watching my every move. And strangely, I kinda liked it. I knew I was dabbling in things that should be left alone. But I knew, somewhere inside me, that the matrix was real. The nagging feeling that the life I lived, Thomas A Anderson, was somehow wrong. It clawed at me, burned at me from the inside out. And yet I could never pinpoint exactly what made me so uncomfortable.
That night. When those green words scurried their way across my screen. That's when I knew I'd hit the jackpot. Bingo. I wasn't just dabbling in folly, this was real. The escape key wasn't working. Someone had me and didn't want to let me go. And much as I was wary of what was happening, I didn't really want to be let go myself.
Follow the white rabbit.
So I did.
The music in the club was pounding. I wasn't sure whether my head hurt from the noise or the thoughts running wild in my brain. Either way I stood on the sidelines, let the girl with the tattoo and my hacker friend Choi wander. I knew I was in the right place at least. As I stood there, the feeling on the back of my neck started again and I turned round slowly. When I did…it took my breath away. She was stunning. I stood for a moment, unsure what to do. I was mesmerised, transfixed by her creamy skin. The pale ivory called to be touched, to be marred by me, my lips, my whole being. I'd never felt such attraction.
Hello Neo2 tiny words. My guard was up though. This wasn't a chance meeting with an attractive girl in club. She was looking for me. And not for Mr Anderson either. She was the one that had been watching me. I knew it. Sure as anything. So I turned away, tried to act like she hadn't just blown me inside out with her beauty.
How d'you know that name?
She smiled…her head cocked slightly to one side. It exposed the porcelain expanse of her neck and I was momentarily distracted. I wasn't sure what kind of smile it was. She seemed wise beyond her years. Her smile, it spoke of that knowledge and it suddenly put me on edge. What did she know?
I know a lot about you.
That threw me. I wondered if I'd spoken aloud. But I knew I hadn't. I knew this was different. She just knew. She probably knew everything. And I didn't have a clue what was going on.
Who're you?
My name is Trinity.
Recognition. Suddenly I knew who she was. And yet I didn't. I'd been under a serious disillusionment concerning this woman. This woman had done everything that hackers world wide wanted to do. And even as I watched her I knew I was the most transparent person on earth. She could see my every thought. So I looked away. When I looked up again she was still standing there, studying me. Cool and calm. She looked like she had anticipated my surprise. It threw me off centre slightly. I had to be sure it was she.
The Trinity. That cracked the IRSD base?
She looked down. Either modesty or I'd hit a nerve. I preferred the former. She brushed it off, muttered something about it being a while ago. And yet some fragment of surprise must still have registered on my face, because she questioned me. I looked away, suddenly I felt very foolish.
I just…thought you were a guy
Most guys do
She wasn't smiling anymore. But somehow I knew she wasn't offended. She was humouring me. Luring me in with small talk before she went for the kill. She wasn't just here to measure me up. She was here with a purpose. I probably should have felt more scared, or even a little more wary than I did, but I didn't. I was just immensely curious as to what this remarkable woman could want with me.
Right now all I can tell you is that you're in danger.
For a moment I didn't hear what she'd said. As she'd spoken she'd moved in closer, her body nearing mine. My breathing quickened slightly and I tried desperately to focus on her words, not her proximity. When my mind registered what she said I was confused. Danger? And why couldn't she tell me anymore. I waited.
I brought you here to warn you.
What about?
They're watching you, Neo.
Who is?
Please just listen.
And then she moved in again. Her body was pressed against mine. Her lips spoke dangerously close to my ear. And I tried to control my breathing as she spoke, her voice penetrating the din of the club until she was all I could see, feel and hear. I listened, willing myself to get a grip and listen to what she had to say.
I know why you're here, Neo. I know what you've been doing. I know why you hardly sleep, and why night after night you sit at your computer. You're looking for him. I know, because I was once looking for the same thing. And when he found me, he told me I wasn't really looking for him, I was looking for an answer.
I swallowed. She was so close. To the average passer by she was merely moving in to kiss my neck, nibble my ear. And dear god for a moment I wished I didn't care about the matrix. I wished she was there purely to drive me to extreme states of ecstasy.
It's the question that drives us, Neo. It's the question that brought you here. You know the question, just as I did...
She stopped waiting for me to answer. And I have to admit, the girl had my attention now.
What is the matrix?
The answer is out there, Neo. It's looking for you...and it will find you...if you want it to...
And she pulled back, her breath no longer tickling my ear. And yet frissons of excitement still coursed through my body. Pulling back brought her mouth dangerously close to my lips and for a singular moment our eyes locked and either one of us could have moved and closed that gap. I wanted her. So badly.
And then she left. Her lips were gone, the heat of her body was gone. And all I could see of her was her snakelike movement of her hips and she walked away, through the crowd of oblivious thronging dancers, unconcerned that one man had just had the epiphany of his life and simultaneously, I knew, fallen in love…
So…should it have another chapter? Should it be told from Trin's point of view? What do u think? Review and say!