Title: Pixel2 (It was going to have a more imaginative title but I'm used
to calling it Pixel2)
Author: Stormhawk
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Matrix universe and associated characters: Wachowski brothers. Agents universe: co-owned by me and Mordax. Stef, Hummer, Nat, Vorateu: me Crimson Knight: Mordax Stormy...um...I'll allow you to guess Pixel belongs to herself. NK: NK
Word Count: 14668
Summary: Pixel gets transferred to work for Perse. Brown goes to LA to hunt down an exile and Pix is sent to kill the same exile.
Notes: I AM SO SORRY that this took so long, I think it was mainly due to the fact that I had writer's block for like three weeks. Mordax gets credit for coming up with the Crimson Knight and the idea of Brown going to LA to deal with a superhero.
Not betaed, will remedy that soon.
Please read and Review.
Two months ago.
Pixel and Two woke up in each other's arms, Two looked down and kissed her forehead. "Good morning beautiful," he said with a smile.
"Morning?" she asked with a yawn, "is it morning already?"
"Well either that or the moon is really bright."
"I guess. I don't feel like getting up though, do you?"
"Not really but I think the boss will want to know what happened last night."
"I suppose."
They both started when One's head phased through the petition, seeing them in a not all together compromising position he shifted all the way though.
Pixel through a boot at his head, "don't you know how to knock?" she whined as he dodged it. "You pervert!" she said playfully.
"I'm not a pervert, but one is on his way up, I thought I would let you know. I'd say you have about two minutes before he gets up here."
"Then get out so we can get dressed," Two ordered his brother out.
The couple got dressed in record time and all three of them were sitting out on the couches by the time the Frenchman walked in. He looked down at them with a glare, "I am suspicious of anyone who looks that innocent."
But before they could say anything his gaze turned to Pixel, "by the lack of bragging I assume you did not dispatch of my enemy last night."
"I won't fail next time," she said even though she wasn't sure that she could keep the promise.
"So basically until then I am paying you for nothing."
The brothers shared a glance, "hey boss," Two said, "why don't you hire her full time?"
He looked at her with new interest, "well what about it fairy? Would you like to work for me full time?"
Pixel had to think about it for a grand total of two point three seconds before nodding, "I would like that very much...boss."
"I do prefer to be called 'sir' or 'master'."
"Yes boss."
"And if you do manage somehow to kill him I will give you the agreed amount."
"Yay!" One said, "Pix is going to be a millionaire! She can buy us lots of presents!"
"Millionaire?" she asked looking at him. "But the bonus is only two hundred grand."
Two looked up at the Merovingian, "you wouldn't be trying to cheat the fairy would you now boss?"
"Fine, she shall get the same bounty as everyone else," he scowled and walked out of the room.
"And how much is the real bonus?" Pixel asked the brothers.
"Twenty million," One said smoothly and she flopped down onto the couch and sighed happily.
"Twenty...million...dollars!" she squeaked. "I am definitely going to kill him."
"Everyone has been trying for years Pixy," Two said. "You can only hope."
Two months later.
"That is it!" an annoyed French voice yelled. "I can't take you annoy more. You distract them too much."
"But boss...it's not me, I promise. It's just the way I am."
"I cannot have you around here anymore!"
"Are you firing me?"
"No, go work for Persephone."
"You want me to work for your wife?"
"I think you two will get along better. And you won't be in my way anymore, distracting my prized bodyguards." The Twins looked aghast but knew better than to say anything when their boss was in this mood.
"Fine," Pixel said with a glare before walking away to find Perse.
*****
Perse walked down the backdoor hallway, having managed to ditch her guards once again. She stopped walking when she felt a presence. She stopped and searched out with her mind for a moment, she was a clairvoyant but mostly people forgot that fact. She didn't mind, it allowed her to have an advantage on them. She felt the mind of the other in the hall. Her breath caught in her throat as she realized who it was, "you," the word escaped from her.
"Still got your clairvoyant powers haven't you? He couldn't program that out of you," the vampire said from behind his cloak.
She shook her head, "are you going to show yourself?"
"Of course," the accented voice said as Vorateu opened his cloak and became visible. He smiled at her. "It's been a long time Perse." She smiled and nodded.
"Do you miss me?" the vampire asked as he walked closer.
"I..." then she faltered. She looked up into his eyes and felt herself become lost in them. Then she closed her eyes for a moment, "your powers don't work on me Vorateu."
"Are you sure?" he asked, he was now right in front of her with his left hand on her face. "They always did before."
She leant into the touch; "I'm not part of your world anymore."
Vorateu shook his head, "you alvays have been, you alvays vill be," he whispered before kissing her. She didn't break away but let him lead it. He broke away a moment later, "did you miss me?"
"Yes," she said as if admitting a betrayal. "But I am not of your world anymore."
"He may have changed you so that you aren't a vampire anymore, but he can't change vhere you are from."
"The first world, the one that doesn't exist anymore. Like us, it is something that isn't there anymore. We cannot change what has happened," she said in a whisper and turned away from him.
"I vant to argue both of those points. Let me take you home."
"Go where Vorateu? It's not there anymore, we lost our dream world when it was destroyed and this place was brought online." The vampire shook his head, and pulled something from within the folds of his cloak. A gold key.
"What is that?"
"Can't you guess?" he asked as he handed it to her. "Before you vere changed, didn't you hear the rumor?"
"Which one?"
"That it vasn't totally deleted, that some part of our vorld still existed?"
"It was a rumor."
He reached down and took her hand in his, entwining their fingers, he smiled. "Come vith me and I vill show you that it vas not a rumor."
"I'm not sure I believe you."
"You have always trusted me, vhy is this time so different?"
"It was so long ago Vorateu, I don't trust many these days."
"Do you think I could ever lie to you?" he asked in a hurt tone.
"Well...how do we get there?" she whispered, hoping that this was real.
"My smart lady, you vere always careful in choosing whom to trust." He led her down the hall to a short corridor with one door on the end. She looked up at him in anticipation and fear. Reaching out with her mind, she found his, free of lies of deceits. He was telling the truth.
"That program who thinks he is some kind of reaper has had it locked avay in his cupboard for the last two centuries. Now I have finally gotten it back." He pulled it from a velvet pocket and handed it to her.
She stared at the strange key, "this will take us home?"
He nodded, "to the small part that is left. And in there we are not the monsters that we seem to be in this vorld."
She closed her eyes and looked away from him, "I didn't have a choice, I didn't want to be a monster any longer, I couldn't take it."
"You vere never a monster to me," he said softly.
"But I felt like one," she whispered angrily, "killing just so that I could live. I could not live like that even if you don't seem to have a problem with it." She closed her eyes, she had never admitted this to anyone before.
"Do you vant to see what I have to show you?"
"More than anything," she admitted to him and to herself.
"Then come and I shall show you," he took her hand and led her down a short hallway with only one door at the end. He pressed the gold key into the lock and twisted it. There was the sound of a very old lock being undone and he pushed the door open. Persephone gasped at what she saw. She closed her eyes, hoping this wasn't a dream.
He pushed her in and closed the door behind them. They walked into the last remaining piece of the old world. She turned and saw that the door they had come through was in the middle of a field. Standing without supports, just an old wooden door carved with marvelous designs.
"You weren't lying," she whispered as she turned back to him, "we're home."
"Yes," the golden haired man standing beside her said, "ve are." She took a step back and looked at him, he no longer had the pasty appearance of a vampire. He looked entirely different; he was as she remembered him from this world. His gray eyes danced in his youthful face.
"What's going on?" she dared almost not ask the question, but it was an answer she needed.
"Vhen ve are in here, ve are as we once vere. Ve are not the monsters ve are out there, ve are just ourselves."
"How?"
"This place isn't really connected to the Matrix, this is a backroom. This place should have been broken down like the rest of our vorld but it vasn't. Here, our programming is still compatible and ve can just be us. Unlike out there."
She knew what his tone of voice was asking her. "I can't stay Vorateu."
"Vhy?"
"You know why. Please, I must..."
"Go?" he asked as he took her hand and led her down the hill. "Don't go yet." She gasped as she saw what he wanted to show her.
"Is this real?" she asked as she looked at the sun setting over the lake. This had been her favorite place in the old world.
"It's as real as I am," he whispered as he kissed her.
Author: Stormhawk
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Matrix universe and associated characters: Wachowski brothers. Agents universe: co-owned by me and Mordax. Stef, Hummer, Nat, Vorateu: me Crimson Knight: Mordax Stormy...um...I'll allow you to guess Pixel belongs to herself. NK: NK
Word Count: 14668
Summary: Pixel gets transferred to work for Perse. Brown goes to LA to hunt down an exile and Pix is sent to kill the same exile.
Notes: I AM SO SORRY that this took so long, I think it was mainly due to the fact that I had writer's block for like three weeks. Mordax gets credit for coming up with the Crimson Knight and the idea of Brown going to LA to deal with a superhero.
Not betaed, will remedy that soon.
Please read and Review.
Two months ago.
Pixel and Two woke up in each other's arms, Two looked down and kissed her forehead. "Good morning beautiful," he said with a smile.
"Morning?" she asked with a yawn, "is it morning already?"
"Well either that or the moon is really bright."
"I guess. I don't feel like getting up though, do you?"
"Not really but I think the boss will want to know what happened last night."
"I suppose."
They both started when One's head phased through the petition, seeing them in a not all together compromising position he shifted all the way though.
Pixel through a boot at his head, "don't you know how to knock?" she whined as he dodged it. "You pervert!" she said playfully.
"I'm not a pervert, but one is on his way up, I thought I would let you know. I'd say you have about two minutes before he gets up here."
"Then get out so we can get dressed," Two ordered his brother out.
The couple got dressed in record time and all three of them were sitting out on the couches by the time the Frenchman walked in. He looked down at them with a glare, "I am suspicious of anyone who looks that innocent."
But before they could say anything his gaze turned to Pixel, "by the lack of bragging I assume you did not dispatch of my enemy last night."
"I won't fail next time," she said even though she wasn't sure that she could keep the promise.
"So basically until then I am paying you for nothing."
The brothers shared a glance, "hey boss," Two said, "why don't you hire her full time?"
He looked at her with new interest, "well what about it fairy? Would you like to work for me full time?"
Pixel had to think about it for a grand total of two point three seconds before nodding, "I would like that very much...boss."
"I do prefer to be called 'sir' or 'master'."
"Yes boss."
"And if you do manage somehow to kill him I will give you the agreed amount."
"Yay!" One said, "Pix is going to be a millionaire! She can buy us lots of presents!"
"Millionaire?" she asked looking at him. "But the bonus is only two hundred grand."
Two looked up at the Merovingian, "you wouldn't be trying to cheat the fairy would you now boss?"
"Fine, she shall get the same bounty as everyone else," he scowled and walked out of the room.
"And how much is the real bonus?" Pixel asked the brothers.
"Twenty million," One said smoothly and she flopped down onto the couch and sighed happily.
"Twenty...million...dollars!" she squeaked. "I am definitely going to kill him."
"Everyone has been trying for years Pixy," Two said. "You can only hope."
Two months later.
"That is it!" an annoyed French voice yelled. "I can't take you annoy more. You distract them too much."
"But boss...it's not me, I promise. It's just the way I am."
"I cannot have you around here anymore!"
"Are you firing me?"
"No, go work for Persephone."
"You want me to work for your wife?"
"I think you two will get along better. And you won't be in my way anymore, distracting my prized bodyguards." The Twins looked aghast but knew better than to say anything when their boss was in this mood.
"Fine," Pixel said with a glare before walking away to find Perse.
*****
Perse walked down the backdoor hallway, having managed to ditch her guards once again. She stopped walking when she felt a presence. She stopped and searched out with her mind for a moment, she was a clairvoyant but mostly people forgot that fact. She didn't mind, it allowed her to have an advantage on them. She felt the mind of the other in the hall. Her breath caught in her throat as she realized who it was, "you," the word escaped from her.
"Still got your clairvoyant powers haven't you? He couldn't program that out of you," the vampire said from behind his cloak.
She shook her head, "are you going to show yourself?"
"Of course," the accented voice said as Vorateu opened his cloak and became visible. He smiled at her. "It's been a long time Perse." She smiled and nodded.
"Do you miss me?" the vampire asked as he walked closer.
"I..." then she faltered. She looked up into his eyes and felt herself become lost in them. Then she closed her eyes for a moment, "your powers don't work on me Vorateu."
"Are you sure?" he asked, he was now right in front of her with his left hand on her face. "They always did before."
She leant into the touch; "I'm not part of your world anymore."
Vorateu shook his head, "you alvays have been, you alvays vill be," he whispered before kissing her. She didn't break away but let him lead it. He broke away a moment later, "did you miss me?"
"Yes," she said as if admitting a betrayal. "But I am not of your world anymore."
"He may have changed you so that you aren't a vampire anymore, but he can't change vhere you are from."
"The first world, the one that doesn't exist anymore. Like us, it is something that isn't there anymore. We cannot change what has happened," she said in a whisper and turned away from him.
"I vant to argue both of those points. Let me take you home."
"Go where Vorateu? It's not there anymore, we lost our dream world when it was destroyed and this place was brought online." The vampire shook his head, and pulled something from within the folds of his cloak. A gold key.
"What is that?"
"Can't you guess?" he asked as he handed it to her. "Before you vere changed, didn't you hear the rumor?"
"Which one?"
"That it vasn't totally deleted, that some part of our vorld still existed?"
"It was a rumor."
He reached down and took her hand in his, entwining their fingers, he smiled. "Come vith me and I vill show you that it vas not a rumor."
"I'm not sure I believe you."
"You have always trusted me, vhy is this time so different?"
"It was so long ago Vorateu, I don't trust many these days."
"Do you think I could ever lie to you?" he asked in a hurt tone.
"Well...how do we get there?" she whispered, hoping that this was real.
"My smart lady, you vere always careful in choosing whom to trust." He led her down the hall to a short corridor with one door on the end. She looked up at him in anticipation and fear. Reaching out with her mind, she found his, free of lies of deceits. He was telling the truth.
"That program who thinks he is some kind of reaper has had it locked avay in his cupboard for the last two centuries. Now I have finally gotten it back." He pulled it from a velvet pocket and handed it to her.
She stared at the strange key, "this will take us home?"
He nodded, "to the small part that is left. And in there we are not the monsters that we seem to be in this vorld."
She closed her eyes and looked away from him, "I didn't have a choice, I didn't want to be a monster any longer, I couldn't take it."
"You vere never a monster to me," he said softly.
"But I felt like one," she whispered angrily, "killing just so that I could live. I could not live like that even if you don't seem to have a problem with it." She closed her eyes, she had never admitted this to anyone before.
"Do you vant to see what I have to show you?"
"More than anything," she admitted to him and to herself.
"Then come and I shall show you," he took her hand and led her down a short hallway with only one door at the end. He pressed the gold key into the lock and twisted it. There was the sound of a very old lock being undone and he pushed the door open. Persephone gasped at what she saw. She closed her eyes, hoping this wasn't a dream.
He pushed her in and closed the door behind them. They walked into the last remaining piece of the old world. She turned and saw that the door they had come through was in the middle of a field. Standing without supports, just an old wooden door carved with marvelous designs.
"You weren't lying," she whispered as she turned back to him, "we're home."
"Yes," the golden haired man standing beside her said, "ve are." She took a step back and looked at him, he no longer had the pasty appearance of a vampire. He looked entirely different; he was as she remembered him from this world. His gray eyes danced in his youthful face.
"What's going on?" she dared almost not ask the question, but it was an answer she needed.
"Vhen ve are in here, ve are as we once vere. Ve are not the monsters ve are out there, ve are just ourselves."
"How?"
"This place isn't really connected to the Matrix, this is a backroom. This place should have been broken down like the rest of our vorld but it vasn't. Here, our programming is still compatible and ve can just be us. Unlike out there."
She knew what his tone of voice was asking her. "I can't stay Vorateu."
"Vhy?"
"You know why. Please, I must..."
"Go?" he asked as he took her hand and led her down the hill. "Don't go yet." She gasped as she saw what he wanted to show her.
"Is this real?" she asked as she looked at the sun setting over the lake. This had been her favorite place in the old world.
"It's as real as I am," he whispered as he kissed her.
