Josey got up calmly from her seat and walked to the corner. She slid down
against the walk and tucked into a nice ball position. She started to rock
back and forth slowly then got dizzy so she stopped. Josey hugged her knees
and looked up at the confused agents and did big puppy dog eyes.
"Come now, Miss Cheval. We're willing to let you go free if you help us bring some known criminals to justice." Jackson said calmly, getting up from his seat...
* * * * * * * * *
"I'm not telling you where they are! That would be betrayal of our saviour!" Scorned Naz.
"Miss John, please. Is this man really your saviour? You could've enjoyed the rest of your life within the Matrix if you hadn't of had these dreams." Reasoned Johnson. Johnson then put his hand to his ear and looked rather, well, angrily surprised.
"What is it now? Have they done something to Josey? She hadn't even done anything worng-" Worried Naz. She got cut off by the agent.
"It seems Miss John, that my colleges are having a slight problem with your friend. She has sat herself into the corner and not yet arisen. It also seems she has no reason to have done so and she does not know why she had done it. Is there a certain way we should be dealing with her?" Asked Johnson. Naz couldn't believe that he was actually asking for her help.
"There's only one way you could, but that wont work." Smiled Naz. She knew one thing that would help Josey, but the agents might not allow it.
"We must do what we can." Urged the agent.
"Me!" Said Naz gleefully. "To help Josey, you've got to make her feel safe! And I am most probably the only person who can do it."
"Then so be it..." They walked out of the room and into the next.
* * * * * * * * * * *
Agent Johnson opened the door and let Naz in, then closing it behind him. Thompson turned his head to look at them, but Jackson did not. Jackson stood over Josey, shadowing her and giving her the feeling of anything but safe. It looked like Josey was cowering, but she really was just sitting down against the wall, hugging her legs. Naz walked up to Jackson, who turned to look at her. He took a step back, and Josey looked up.
"Naz!" Shouted Josey, as she realised she was there, throwing herself around Naz's leg. Naz looked down and patted Josey's head.
"It's ok Josey. They won't hurt you. They can't! You're too important to kill. You dwell enough information to protect yourself from anyone." Soothed Naz.
"Now, we got you two together, tell us where Mr. Anderson is hiding." Begged Johnson who took the seat Jackson was in.
"Never!" Screamed Naz, helping Josey to her feet. The other two agents advanced on Naz, detaching her from Josey, and sat her down in front of Johnson.
"Well, if you don't tell us, we'll make sure you tell no one!" Threatened Johnson. True to his word, Naz's mouth began to close. Josey looked on in horror as Naz's mouth welded shut.
"ARGH! What are you doing?!?!?! Leave her go!!!!" Screamed Josey. Josey ran at Johnson, and punched him right in the side of his face. "You leave her go! You leave her go!" Josey cried. Feeling helpless, Josey ran back to her corner and threw herself at the wall, sliding down it slowly in huge sobs. Naz, being held down by the agents, turned her head to look at Josey. A tear roll down her cheek.
"Tell us what we want to know and we'll leave you and your friend go." Smirked Johnson. Josey clawed herself back up the wall and stood up. She wiped her face on her sleeve and turned around. Naz blinked.
'Her eyes....' Thought Naz. Josey's eyes were literally glowing. Glowing emerald green. Josey's face had gone all red, her lips red, hot and filled with blood. Her hair had turned a lighter shade of dark blonde.
"FINE! You want to know where they are? I'll tell you!" Shouted Josey. Josey shouted so loud that head's outside the building turned and looked up. Josey slammed her hand down hard on the table, knuckles bare red from hitting Johnson. Naz, Thompson and Jackson jumped.
"So glad you could join us" Said Johnson smugly, reshaping his face back to normal. He waved his hand towards Naz and the agents, who then got up, so Josey could take the seat right in front of him.
"Right! First off, you're a bastard! Second off, you're friends here are pies! And now we shall begin. As you know, we've been having dreams of the entire incident, mostly of Smith and Mr. Anderson, eh.... I mean Neo." Started Josey.
"Correct!" Agreed Johnson.
"We saw..." began Josey, "I saw, Smith and Neo fight. They were in the rain, flying, fighting. Endless punches and kicks...." Josey trailed off again, then finished in a rush, "In the end, I saw them die. Smith had imprinted Neo. The equation was unbalanced in favour of evil, so all the Smiths exploded to even it out, somewhat."
"Anything else you'd like to add?" Added Johnson.
"No...." Lied Josey. In her hushed voice Josey whispered; "I'm sorry Smith..." Naz just stood there, staring at her, not believing what she had just told them. It was too much.
"Thank you for your co-operation, but now, sadly, it is time for you to leave." Sighed Johnson.
Naz blanked out.
* * * * * * *
Naz woke up in a flash of light. She was all hot and bothered. She gave one last gasp for air and went for a shower. After her shower Naz got dry and started to get dressed, then horror struck her as she looked at the clock. 8:15am. My god! She'd slept late! She grabbed her bag and whatever coat she could and ran out of the pub. Before she entered the Newsagents, a ringing started from what she was holding. She hadn't had a chance to put her coat on yet, but it was her black one. She'd left her phone in her pocket. Slowly, Naz picked up her phone and answered.
"Hello?" She asked nervously. No one in their right mind phoned this time of the morning.
"You know who this is?" Questioned the manly voice on the other end.
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Ha! Angel-of-lightness must suffer!!! Muahahaha! Ah, I'll update soon! Cliffhangers will burn if we don't start using them more often! Sulkdodds, no! That feeling that you're getting is called insanity. Enjoy it while it lasts.
~ ~ ~ ~ Josey ~ ~ ~ ~
"Come now, Miss Cheval. We're willing to let you go free if you help us bring some known criminals to justice." Jackson said calmly, getting up from his seat...
* * * * * * * * *
"I'm not telling you where they are! That would be betrayal of our saviour!" Scorned Naz.
"Miss John, please. Is this man really your saviour? You could've enjoyed the rest of your life within the Matrix if you hadn't of had these dreams." Reasoned Johnson. Johnson then put his hand to his ear and looked rather, well, angrily surprised.
"What is it now? Have they done something to Josey? She hadn't even done anything worng-" Worried Naz. She got cut off by the agent.
"It seems Miss John, that my colleges are having a slight problem with your friend. She has sat herself into the corner and not yet arisen. It also seems she has no reason to have done so and she does not know why she had done it. Is there a certain way we should be dealing with her?" Asked Johnson. Naz couldn't believe that he was actually asking for her help.
"There's only one way you could, but that wont work." Smiled Naz. She knew one thing that would help Josey, but the agents might not allow it.
"We must do what we can." Urged the agent.
"Me!" Said Naz gleefully. "To help Josey, you've got to make her feel safe! And I am most probably the only person who can do it."
"Then so be it..." They walked out of the room and into the next.
* * * * * * * * * * *
Agent Johnson opened the door and let Naz in, then closing it behind him. Thompson turned his head to look at them, but Jackson did not. Jackson stood over Josey, shadowing her and giving her the feeling of anything but safe. It looked like Josey was cowering, but she really was just sitting down against the wall, hugging her legs. Naz walked up to Jackson, who turned to look at her. He took a step back, and Josey looked up.
"Naz!" Shouted Josey, as she realised she was there, throwing herself around Naz's leg. Naz looked down and patted Josey's head.
"It's ok Josey. They won't hurt you. They can't! You're too important to kill. You dwell enough information to protect yourself from anyone." Soothed Naz.
"Now, we got you two together, tell us where Mr. Anderson is hiding." Begged Johnson who took the seat Jackson was in.
"Never!" Screamed Naz, helping Josey to her feet. The other two agents advanced on Naz, detaching her from Josey, and sat her down in front of Johnson.
"Well, if you don't tell us, we'll make sure you tell no one!" Threatened Johnson. True to his word, Naz's mouth began to close. Josey looked on in horror as Naz's mouth welded shut.
"ARGH! What are you doing?!?!?! Leave her go!!!!" Screamed Josey. Josey ran at Johnson, and punched him right in the side of his face. "You leave her go! You leave her go!" Josey cried. Feeling helpless, Josey ran back to her corner and threw herself at the wall, sliding down it slowly in huge sobs. Naz, being held down by the agents, turned her head to look at Josey. A tear roll down her cheek.
"Tell us what we want to know and we'll leave you and your friend go." Smirked Johnson. Josey clawed herself back up the wall and stood up. She wiped her face on her sleeve and turned around. Naz blinked.
'Her eyes....' Thought Naz. Josey's eyes were literally glowing. Glowing emerald green. Josey's face had gone all red, her lips red, hot and filled with blood. Her hair had turned a lighter shade of dark blonde.
"FINE! You want to know where they are? I'll tell you!" Shouted Josey. Josey shouted so loud that head's outside the building turned and looked up. Josey slammed her hand down hard on the table, knuckles bare red from hitting Johnson. Naz, Thompson and Jackson jumped.
"So glad you could join us" Said Johnson smugly, reshaping his face back to normal. He waved his hand towards Naz and the agents, who then got up, so Josey could take the seat right in front of him.
"Right! First off, you're a bastard! Second off, you're friends here are pies! And now we shall begin. As you know, we've been having dreams of the entire incident, mostly of Smith and Mr. Anderson, eh.... I mean Neo." Started Josey.
"Correct!" Agreed Johnson.
"We saw..." began Josey, "I saw, Smith and Neo fight. They were in the rain, flying, fighting. Endless punches and kicks...." Josey trailed off again, then finished in a rush, "In the end, I saw them die. Smith had imprinted Neo. The equation was unbalanced in favour of evil, so all the Smiths exploded to even it out, somewhat."
"Anything else you'd like to add?" Added Johnson.
"No...." Lied Josey. In her hushed voice Josey whispered; "I'm sorry Smith..." Naz just stood there, staring at her, not believing what she had just told them. It was too much.
"Thank you for your co-operation, but now, sadly, it is time for you to leave." Sighed Johnson.
Naz blanked out.
* * * * * * *
Naz woke up in a flash of light. She was all hot and bothered. She gave one last gasp for air and went for a shower. After her shower Naz got dry and started to get dressed, then horror struck her as she looked at the clock. 8:15am. My god! She'd slept late! She grabbed her bag and whatever coat she could and ran out of the pub. Before she entered the Newsagents, a ringing started from what she was holding. She hadn't had a chance to put her coat on yet, but it was her black one. She'd left her phone in her pocket. Slowly, Naz picked up her phone and answered.
"Hello?" She asked nervously. No one in their right mind phoned this time of the morning.
"You know who this is?" Questioned the manly voice on the other end.
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Ha! Angel-of-lightness must suffer!!! Muahahaha! Ah, I'll update soon! Cliffhangers will burn if we don't start using them more often! Sulkdodds, no! That feeling that you're getting is called insanity. Enjoy it while it lasts.
~ ~ ~ ~ Josey ~ ~ ~ ~