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liner I stole from LOTR!)
Chapter 13: Questions. Questions that need answering.
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As Link was fixing Brown up, the kid that Neo saved was asking millions of questions to Brown. "Who are you? Are you program? A retired Sentinel? An Agent? Who?" Kid asked.
Brown chuckled. "I am one of those, but I am unable to tell you which."
"Why?"
"Hey, he's not going to tell you, so stop asking." Link replied.
Brown moved his fingers around and tilted his head.
"Ok! You're all fixed up. Now, I'll leave you guys to chat. I gotta go!" Link informed and left.
Brown walked outside as the kid followed him. Brown looked over the railing in front of his cabin.
"It's cool, isn't it?" Kid asked.
"Yes . . . it is far more amazing than I could have imagined." Brown replied.
"Hey, uh . . . there's gonna be a huge gathering at the temple. You gonna come?" Kid asked affectionately.
Brown smirked. "I'll try."
The kid smiled and ran off. Brown watched him go. "Enjoying the view?" asked a voice.
Brown turned cautiously. There was an elderly man there. He wore a robe. Brown nodded. "Yes."
"I suppose you do not know me. I am Councillor Hamman." said the chap, shaking hands with Brown.
"Hello, Councillor. I do not have a number for a name. My proper name is . . . Brown." Brown hesitated.
"It is an honour." Hamman replied, "I know that you've probably been told not to give out information about who you are, but . . . what was . . . or who was the program you were angry at?"
Brown sighed in a chuckle.
"Ah, I suppose you cannot tell me?" Hamman asked.
"That is true. I fear that the truth too soon will be my downfall." Brown explained.
"Yes, the truth does hurt. I know there are many people who say that they can keep secrets . . ." Hamman began.
"But secrecy is far different from the force of reaction." Brown finished.
Hamman laughed, "That's right! You nailed it, my friend. I admire your courage for this secrecy. However, a time shall arrive when you'll have to reveal the truth, because time seems to be against us."
Hamman began to leave. "Good night, Brown."
"Good night, Councillor." Brown replied.
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Brown walked up and down the aisles of the cabins. He was thinking about how he could explain who he was to over 2,000 people. "Brown?" Glitch asked from behind him.
Brown turned to her. "Yes?"
"You're missing the ceremony." Glitch said. Right after she finished, they heard loud cheering and music start up. Glitch giggled, "er . . . you MISSED the ceremony."
"I know. I needed some time to think." Brown began walking with Glitch.
"Do you remember that day . . ." Brown began.
"What? When you saved me? Yeah, I think about it everyday!" Glitch replied.
(Begin memory)
"It's not fair!" cried Glitch, punching the mirror, "Why do I look so different from everybody else?! ARGH!"
She ran through her house, screaming, crying and pulling her hair. She grabbed a lamp and tossed it. She then sat down and began sobbing. Her tail wrapped around one of her legs. Suddenly, a knock at the door. She got up, put the face warmer on, and opened the door. "Yes . . .?"
"Hello, Ms. Monroe." said a rather short man wearing a black suit. He had a big forehead, orangey-brown hair, and was pretty cute!
"H-h-hello . . ." she replied.
"I am well aware of your condition. I have come to help you." he held out a container with only one pill in it.
"What's that?" Glitch asked.
"It will make everything better . . ." said the man, smiling.
(End Memory)
Glitch turned to Brown. "I really owe everything to you . . . thank you." she gave him a small kiss on the cheek. Brown would have blushed.
"We're lucky it's not really cold down here, or that kiss would have become quite a situation." she giggled. They both laughed. "C'mon, let's go to the training area. I have a DATE."
A/N: It was a short chapter, but oh well. The next chapter is fun! Please read and review! No flames please!
Chapter 13: Questions. Questions that need answering.
- - - - - - - - - - - -
As Link was fixing Brown up, the kid that Neo saved was asking millions of questions to Brown. "Who are you? Are you program? A retired Sentinel? An Agent? Who?" Kid asked.
Brown chuckled. "I am one of those, but I am unable to tell you which."
"Why?"
"Hey, he's not going to tell you, so stop asking." Link replied.
Brown moved his fingers around and tilted his head.
"Ok! You're all fixed up. Now, I'll leave you guys to chat. I gotta go!" Link informed and left.
Brown walked outside as the kid followed him. Brown looked over the railing in front of his cabin.
"It's cool, isn't it?" Kid asked.
"Yes . . . it is far more amazing than I could have imagined." Brown replied.
"Hey, uh . . . there's gonna be a huge gathering at the temple. You gonna come?" Kid asked affectionately.
Brown smirked. "I'll try."
The kid smiled and ran off. Brown watched him go. "Enjoying the view?" asked a voice.
Brown turned cautiously. There was an elderly man there. He wore a robe. Brown nodded. "Yes."
"I suppose you do not know me. I am Councillor Hamman." said the chap, shaking hands with Brown.
"Hello, Councillor. I do not have a number for a name. My proper name is . . . Brown." Brown hesitated.
"It is an honour." Hamman replied, "I know that you've probably been told not to give out information about who you are, but . . . what was . . . or who was the program you were angry at?"
Brown sighed in a chuckle.
"Ah, I suppose you cannot tell me?" Hamman asked.
"That is true. I fear that the truth too soon will be my downfall." Brown explained.
"Yes, the truth does hurt. I know there are many people who say that they can keep secrets . . ." Hamman began.
"But secrecy is far different from the force of reaction." Brown finished.
Hamman laughed, "That's right! You nailed it, my friend. I admire your courage for this secrecy. However, a time shall arrive when you'll have to reveal the truth, because time seems to be against us."
Hamman began to leave. "Good night, Brown."
"Good night, Councillor." Brown replied.
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Brown walked up and down the aisles of the cabins. He was thinking about how he could explain who he was to over 2,000 people. "Brown?" Glitch asked from behind him.
Brown turned to her. "Yes?"
"You're missing the ceremony." Glitch said. Right after she finished, they heard loud cheering and music start up. Glitch giggled, "er . . . you MISSED the ceremony."
"I know. I needed some time to think." Brown began walking with Glitch.
"Do you remember that day . . ." Brown began.
"What? When you saved me? Yeah, I think about it everyday!" Glitch replied.
(Begin memory)
"It's not fair!" cried Glitch, punching the mirror, "Why do I look so different from everybody else?! ARGH!"
She ran through her house, screaming, crying and pulling her hair. She grabbed a lamp and tossed it. She then sat down and began sobbing. Her tail wrapped around one of her legs. Suddenly, a knock at the door. She got up, put the face warmer on, and opened the door. "Yes . . .?"
"Hello, Ms. Monroe." said a rather short man wearing a black suit. He had a big forehead, orangey-brown hair, and was pretty cute!
"H-h-hello . . ." she replied.
"I am well aware of your condition. I have come to help you." he held out a container with only one pill in it.
"What's that?" Glitch asked.
"It will make everything better . . ." said the man, smiling.
(End Memory)
Glitch turned to Brown. "I really owe everything to you . . . thank you." she gave him a small kiss on the cheek. Brown would have blushed.
"We're lucky it's not really cold down here, or that kiss would have become quite a situation." she giggled. They both laughed. "C'mon, let's go to the training area. I have a DATE."
A/N: It was a short chapter, but oh well. The next chapter is fun! Please read and review! No flames please!
