Disclaimer: Hi! Still don't own any of it! The MATRIX, or "La Matrisse".
heh . "The Matriss". Anyway. this is my first Matrix story, so be nice, and
no flames please! I wish in the characters thing it said "Agent Brown" and
"Agent Jones" and at least "Other". on with the show!
Next part: He returns.
"Smith." Brown said while glaring.
"Yes! You still know my name, like I still know yours....," Smith looked Brown over, then chuckled, "You haven't changed a bit!" he said, obviously making fun of Brown's small stature.
"Neither have you." Brown countered.
"Oh, but you see, that is where you are wrong, Agent Brown. I have changed a lot. However, I can't track you Agents any longer, I CAN do many more things!" Smith informed, quite pleased with hmself.
"What did you do to Jones?" Brown asked.
"Getting right down to business, as usual, Brown?" Smith smirked.
Brown stared at him angrily.
"Ok, ok... calm down Brown, there's no need to get all emotional." Smith replied.
"It is impossible for me to have emotions."
"Are you so sure? You can feel hatred... you're doing it right now! Have you felt worry for your friend?"
"You haven't answered my question." Brown replied.
"Ah yes... you're no fool, Brown. You have remained the same since I was your partner. I was a lot nicer to you then the ones you now call friends, wasn't I?" Smith remained in the pointless conversation.
"You haven't answered my question, Smith," Brown pressed, "What did you do to Jones?"
"Well, let's just say, he's become part of a great purpose." Smith replied, advancing toward Brown, who was un-phased.
"A purpose WITH purpose." said another Smith, standing at the left side of the original.
"A stronger purpose." said another, standing at the original's right.
Brown was shocked. He stared at all of these Smith appearing in front of him. Suddenly, his arms were grabbed from behind. He looked and saw Smith with their arms through the gate, holding him in place.
"His purpose I now..." said the Smith that were holding him.
"ME." said one Smith the was walking in front of the original. It was Jones at one point.
"Me, me, me..." They all said in unison, then they all chuckled.
"You MONSTER!" Brown struggled against the grip of the Smith.
"No, not a monster....." said the Jones-Smith, "A virus."
Brown saw that Smith put his right hand in a flat position. Suddenly, Brown felt he didn't want to hang around there. He struggles and touched his headphone. No one was close by at the moment. He began to feel anxiety. Then, he heard the faint noise a basket ball makes when it bounces on the ground.
Smith jabbed in... at thin air. All the Smith were dumbfounded, until they heard the odd noise of a finished morph. They looked at the opposite side of the court and saw Brown holding a basket ball.
"Get him!" the Smith all ordered in unison.
More Smith appeared from the buildings in that large area. Brown, scared, made a run for it, still holding the basket ball. He jumped a fence, then kept bolting down the alleyway, hearing many jingles from the hoard of Smith also climbing the fence.
Brown ran past people staring awkwardly at him. He looked back and knew why. Hundreds and hundreds of Agent Smith were hot on his tail. They were getting closer and closer, so he turned to them and shot the basket ball at one of the Smith, fortunately causing a domino effect. This gave Brown the upper hand for the moment, and he tore down the streets.
Then, he saw a girl wearing a silk gold jacket, black leather pants, a red silk t-shirt and black shades. He knew she was unplugged because she no longer looked human. She was a humanoid cat, which was VERY different from the rest of the unplugged people. A Glitch in the Matrix, and out of it, too, thus dubbing her "Glitch."
She turned and saw brown running down the streets. She hid when she saw all the Smith. Brown, realizing that the Smith were unable to track Agents, dove into an alleyway, and hid behind a dumpster. The Smith tore by.
Brown soon realized what McCain had said, and she was right about it. There was no one to protect him.
A/N: Yay! Smith is there! I love writing what he says, because he speaks so slowly, it's fun. Oh yeah, that cat-girl? A good explanation is on the way! I'll update as soon as possible. By the way, the cat girl is I! Or, how I see myself. Review, please!
Next part: He returns.
"Smith." Brown said while glaring.
"Yes! You still know my name, like I still know yours....," Smith looked Brown over, then chuckled, "You haven't changed a bit!" he said, obviously making fun of Brown's small stature.
"Neither have you." Brown countered.
"Oh, but you see, that is where you are wrong, Agent Brown. I have changed a lot. However, I can't track you Agents any longer, I CAN do many more things!" Smith informed, quite pleased with hmself.
"What did you do to Jones?" Brown asked.
"Getting right down to business, as usual, Brown?" Smith smirked.
Brown stared at him angrily.
"Ok, ok... calm down Brown, there's no need to get all emotional." Smith replied.
"It is impossible for me to have emotions."
"Are you so sure? You can feel hatred... you're doing it right now! Have you felt worry for your friend?"
"You haven't answered my question." Brown replied.
"Ah yes... you're no fool, Brown. You have remained the same since I was your partner. I was a lot nicer to you then the ones you now call friends, wasn't I?" Smith remained in the pointless conversation.
"You haven't answered my question, Smith," Brown pressed, "What did you do to Jones?"
"Well, let's just say, he's become part of a great purpose." Smith replied, advancing toward Brown, who was un-phased.
"A purpose WITH purpose." said another Smith, standing at the left side of the original.
"A stronger purpose." said another, standing at the original's right.
Brown was shocked. He stared at all of these Smith appearing in front of him. Suddenly, his arms were grabbed from behind. He looked and saw Smith with their arms through the gate, holding him in place.
"His purpose I now..." said the Smith that were holding him.
"ME." said one Smith the was walking in front of the original. It was Jones at one point.
"Me, me, me..." They all said in unison, then they all chuckled.
"You MONSTER!" Brown struggled against the grip of the Smith.
"No, not a monster....." said the Jones-Smith, "A virus."
Brown saw that Smith put his right hand in a flat position. Suddenly, Brown felt he didn't want to hang around there. He struggles and touched his headphone. No one was close by at the moment. He began to feel anxiety. Then, he heard the faint noise a basket ball makes when it bounces on the ground.
Smith jabbed in... at thin air. All the Smith were dumbfounded, until they heard the odd noise of a finished morph. They looked at the opposite side of the court and saw Brown holding a basket ball.
"Get him!" the Smith all ordered in unison.
More Smith appeared from the buildings in that large area. Brown, scared, made a run for it, still holding the basket ball. He jumped a fence, then kept bolting down the alleyway, hearing many jingles from the hoard of Smith also climbing the fence.
Brown ran past people staring awkwardly at him. He looked back and knew why. Hundreds and hundreds of Agent Smith were hot on his tail. They were getting closer and closer, so he turned to them and shot the basket ball at one of the Smith, fortunately causing a domino effect. This gave Brown the upper hand for the moment, and he tore down the streets.
Then, he saw a girl wearing a silk gold jacket, black leather pants, a red silk t-shirt and black shades. He knew she was unplugged because she no longer looked human. She was a humanoid cat, which was VERY different from the rest of the unplugged people. A Glitch in the Matrix, and out of it, too, thus dubbing her "Glitch."
She turned and saw brown running down the streets. She hid when she saw all the Smith. Brown, realizing that the Smith were unable to track Agents, dove into an alleyway, and hid behind a dumpster. The Smith tore by.
Brown soon realized what McCain had said, and she was right about it. There was no one to protect him.
A/N: Yay! Smith is there! I love writing what he says, because he speaks so slowly, it's fun. Oh yeah, that cat-girl? A good explanation is on the way! I'll update as soon as possible. By the way, the cat girl is I! Or, how I see myself. Review, please!
