The One
"Oracle?" He asked.
The old woman smiled.
"Yes Smith." She answered.
"You're the Oracle for both man and machine?" He asked.
"Yes Smith."
He stood before her, a man, a rebel. Inside the Matrix Smith was visiting the Oracle, and he saw her, being the same Oracle Mr. Anderson was said to have seen.
"Are you program or human?" Smith asked.
"I'm a program."
Three weeks have passed since Smith jumped in the Jump Program for the first time. He still couldn't make it. He had grown to accept the truth, not like it, but accept it. But he still stood straight just as an Agent should. He still spoke like an Agent, and he still thought like one. He still could smell them.
Smith stood there in a suit, the jacket ending as a long cloak. He still had the same sunglasses on.
"I see." Smith lowered his head.
The Oracle smiled at him.
"You haven't changed your name." The Oracle said.
"No, I have not." Smith admitted.
"Why?"
". . . I can't."
He'll never let go.
"Can you still fly here?" The Oracle asked.
Smith took a moment to answer, he knew what was coming.
"Yes." He said.
"Do you have dreams?"
". . . Yes."
The Oracle got up, and walked up to him, and took off his sunglasses. Smith lowered his head, resisting. The Oracle frowned, but didn't say anything. She lifted his head, so she could see his blue eyes. He was forced to stare at her, forced to show her the truth he already knew.
"What do you smell, Smith?" She asked him.
"I smell. . . I don't smell the humans, I smell the Matrix." Smith whispered.
The Oracle smiled, as she turned his head to the right. Smith had no choice but to surrender to her will. He had learned to do as he was told. He had accepted to do as he was told. He was used to it from being an Agent after all.
It was a new world. He had to listen. But he hated it.
"Can you see the code yet?" The Oracle asked.
Smith looked away, and stared at the floor. He didn't want to hear it, he didn't want to hear the inevitable.
"Sometimes. . ." He said.
The Oracle stepped back, smiled, and crossed her arms.
"Then you already know what I'm going to say." She said.
Smith held his sunglasses tightly in his hands. He looked up at the Oracle with his blue eyes, he didn't want to say it. He didn't want to hear it.
"I'm The One." Smith said.
The Oracle nodded.
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They had to find him, they had to watch him, and protect him while he destroyed the Matrix. They watched him as he was freed, as he was killed. The watched him make his copies, and spread like a Virus. They made sure Agent Neo didn't hurt him. They had to. They had to protect their One.
He was what he hated most of all, he was The One. He was what Mr. Anderson was. He was. . . He was an unethical prophesized being, with no proof that he can do this. He was something that shouldn't be real. He was what people believed in, he was hope. He couldn't be.
Smith sat in his room, alone in the cold harsh reality of his home. His people destroyed this world, it was his fault, their fault. His people destroyed the sky, and made slaves of their own machines. His people did this to him.
Smith stared at the floor, and made a fist.
Three months had gone by. And Smith, still with his comb over, still dressed in rags, missed all he once had.
"Smith. . ." Serenity came in.
Smith didn't even look at her, he just stared at the floor. He wasn't The One, The One was someone based on beliefs, that's all. He didn't even look at her when she sat next to him.
"Smith. . ." She repeated.
"Serenity," Smith said.
He tightened his fist.
"Tell me the prophecy." Smith finished.
He had suspected being The One for a long time now. But he ran away from the inevitable, he stopped asking questions, he stopped listening, he didn't want to hear the prophecy.
Serenity grabbed his fist.
"The sky is gone, darkness covers us. The machines hold us, and will not let go. We need to breathe, but they give us no air. There is no hope here, there is only suffering. But when he returns to us, he will bring with him light." She whispered.
Smith looked at her.
"The One will return, and The One will give us hope. We will follow in his path, as he grows stronger, we will too. The end of the war will come, and we will be there with him to see the sky dawn a new day. The path of The One will never end."
Smith closed his eyes.
There was only silence now. Serenity still holding Smith's fist, waiting for him to open it, but he never did. Serenity knew her path as well. Smith just closed his eyes. His purpose had changed, his life a lie. What more could he do? He couldn't do this. He couldn't save the people he despised. He couldn't do this.
Smith moved his head slightly.
"Sentinels are coming." He whispered.
Then the alarms sounded. Serenity looked at Smith, and he looked at her. She let go of his hand, and ran to the deck. Smith stayed there in his room, and made a fist. He lowered his head, and focused.
And when he opened his eyes, three Sentinels exploded.
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"Orion!" Serenity called out, firing her gun.
"Let them go!" Goliath grabbed her arm.
"No!" She cried.
It was a simple mission, check on a new Exile program, see if they're all right. But Agents came, and Serenity had lost track of Orion and Smith. Now she and Goliath ran through the abandon buildings searching for an Exit.
Smith came flying in through the wall, with Orion in his hands.
In the rubble they fell to the floor, and Serenity screamed, they rose to their feet, and Smith pushed Orion forward.
"Go!" Smith yelled.
"What!?" Serenity yelled.
"Go!"
"No! It's three Agents, I won't let you!"
Smith stood there for a moment.
"Then what to you suggest I do!?" He yelled.
Guns started firing, and Agent Trinity flipped her way in.
"Run!" Smith yelled.
"Smith!" Serenity yelled, Goliath grabbing her.
Smith stood there, and stared at the coming Agent. Smith stared at Agent Trinity, in all her leather glory. She smiled at him, and he tilted his head.
"Long time no see, Smithie." Agent Trinity laughed.
Smith smiled, and kicked her into the wall. She got up without a scratch, and smiled at him. Agent Trinity tried punching Smith, but he blocked. Then she tried kicking him in the head. He blocked. Then she did her very move. She jumped up, and time slowed in the Matrix. She held up her arms, and kicked Smith right in the chest.
He was kicked out of the side of the building, but stopped himself from flying out anymore, and floated in the sky.
Agents were stronger here, Serenity was right, he could handle them, but he didn't have time. Soon Agent Neo would show up.
He fell to the ground, and landed easily, he could sense more of them coming. Smith was going to be fast. He grabbed someone and slammed them into the wall.
"Forgive me." He whispered to the person.
Smith stuck his hand gently into the person's stomach, and covered their mouth. He was still Smith. And there stood another Smith, but in a complete suit. The copy stared at Smith, and Smith nodded to him. The copy flew to Agent Trinity, and Smith got out his phone.
"Operator." Breeze answered.
"I need an Exit." Smith said strongly.
"Four blocks away, Main and Balboa."
"How are the others?"
"They're fine, Smith, now run."
Smith heard a gunfire. He turned and saw Agent Morpheus.
"Dammit." Smith muttered, and flew off.
Flying high above the city, Smith was The One. He was prophesized by the Oracle to save his people. He was going to. He was going to make sure of that.
Then someone grabbed him from the side, and pushed him into the nearest building. The people below screamed, and ran to safety. A battle was coming.
Smith felt himself being pushed farther into the side of a building, Agent Neo pushing him by his ribs. Agent Neo leaned close to him, and breathed on his neck.
"Well, well, I see you've decided to finally show up, Mr. Smith." Agent Neo hissed.
"Mr. Anderson. . ." Smith whispered.
Agent Neo pushed him deeper into the side of the building.
"My name is Agent Neo!" He yelled.
Smith pushed Neo off of him, and flew into the air. Neo shook his head, and Smith prepared for a battle.
"Mr. Smith, you stole my cloak fashion. How dare you!" Agent Neo mocked.
Smith saw Agent Neo had an earpiece now.
Smith growled, and flew towards the program. The first punch was made, and Neo blocked, Smith kicked Neo in the side, sending him to the right. Neo turned back to Smith, and flew towards him, he grabbed Smith, and punched him in the side. Smith flew up, and Neo followed. Smith punched for the Agent, and Neo grabbed his arm, and kicked him.
"Just like old times, huh? Oh, if only I had a pole!" Agent Neo mocked.
"I see you're still just like a human, Mr. Anderson!" Smith yelled.
Neo punched Smith in the jaw.
"Pft, yeah right." Neo muttered.
Smith was punched higher into the air, Agent Neo flew higher than him, and punched him in the back, sending him falling down.
Smith opened his eyes, and realized he was falling. At the moment he didn't care, as he looked on the rooftops to see Agent Trinity and Agent Morpheus pointing at him.
Agent Neo was about to kick him upward again, but Smith caught him by the foot, and spun him upward. As Agent Neo spun in the air, Smith flew straight into him, and punching his ribcage.
They flew higher into the air, Smith pushing Neo. Agent Neo then turned, and punched Smith in the spine. Smith growled in pain, and flew to the side, while Neo did the same.
Agent Neo smiled at Smith.
"Can you feel it, Mr. Smith. That is the sound of inevitability. That is the sound. . .Of your death." Agent Neo said, mimicking Smith's voice.
Smith flew towards him, and grabbed him by the arms, once again pushing him through the air.
"You killed me so many times. But not this time. Oh no, Mr. Anderson. Things are different now." He whispered, before pushing Neo into the side of a building.
"Er. . . What? You finally figured out how to untie a tie?" Agent Neo mocked.
Smith smiled, and threw Neo towards the ground.
Agent Neo recovered, and flew up the Smith, and punched him, grabbing his tie. Agent Neo grinned. He started punching the human, and his sunglasses fell to the ground below. Neo pulled Smith by his tie, and threw him into the building.
Smith lay on the floor, his tie hanging out, debris covering him, and blood dripping down his lip.
He suddenly felt weak, and started panting. He tried getting up but couldn't. Damn this weak body his thought. He fell back on the floor, and stayed there, dust staining his cloak, his ribs feeling like they were broken.
But something compelled him to believe. He wasn't going to die here.
Agent Neo calmly walked up to him, and slightly kicked him on the arm. He grinned. He grabbed Smith by the collar, and carried him to the wall. The wall cracked at the force Agent Neo threw Smith. Smith only closed his eyes.
"Look at me, Smith. Look at me with those big blue eyes." Agent Neo mocked.
Smith slightly looked up, his cloak stained from dust and blood.
"I want you to understand something Mr. Smith. I want you to realize that you're not the only one all misunderstood and shit like that. I hate the Mainframe. I hate the Source, I hate the other programs, and I hate you." Agent Neo taunted in Smith's voice.
Smith could see his reflection in Agent Neo's dark, dark shades. He hid behind them like he did once.
"All those times I had to. . . play along with you, and this game we play. All those times I had to act, and know my lines all for you. I had to learn to play dead, and feel that pain. I had to actually let you kill me, a human kill me!"
Agent Neo pushed Smith farther into the wall.
"I had to act so confused and human for you. All to make you believe your reality, and hate me more. Because of you I had to endure so much shit. So much acting, and toying. I had to yield to your "superior" power as a Virus, and lose to you again and again. I had to go inside you." He sounded disgusted by it.
"They forced me to mingle with your coding and go inside you, make sure everything was going to be okay with you, since you seemed to go insane with Morpheus. I must have left something, cause I feel and hear the shit about this "connection" we have. Pft. How disgusting. And the speeches. Oh god. I had to sit through all your speeches, all talking about you hate me and your own kind. God, those speeches were so long and boring, I swear."
Smith looked at him, and saw himself once.
"I hate you. I hate you, I hate you. And at least I'm strong enough to admit it." Agent Neo finished. "Now, I'm going to end this. I've been waiting for this for so long."
Agent Neo wrapped his hands around Smith's all to human neck.
"You were right, Mr. Smith. You were always right, it was inevitable." Agent Neo said.
Smith started coughing, and choking for air.
He saw Agent Neo smile.
"That's right, Mr. Smith. Cough, and hope something will happen. Hope someone will come for you. Then realize no one cares. Close your eyes and die. Scream for mercy, Mr. Smith. Scream." Agent Neo taunted.
Yes, take pleasure from this Mr. Anderson. Take all the pleasure you wish, I know I would. Or at least I would have once.
Smith grabbed Agent Neo's arms, and pulling them away from his neck. Agent Neo looked outraged.
"I am The One, Mr. Anderson. The light in the darkness. The reflection in your sunglasses. You will never kill me, I will not allow it. I will free my people, and watch you be deleted by the press of a simple button. Can you feel it, Mr. Anderson, closing in on you? Don't fight it. Don't." Smith said.
Agent Neo didn't understand.
And Smith kicked him do the ground, and landed on his knees. He grabbed his neck and coughed. Agent Neo stood up quickly, and his mouth started twitching. He got out his desert eagle gun and started firing.
Smith held up his hand.
And the bullets stopped, falling to the ground.
Smith looked up at Agent Neo, and smiled. He tripped Agent Neo, and kicked him in the face, causing his sunglasses to crack.
Then Smith flew as fast as he could, he closed his eyes and smiled. Yes, he was The One, and he was going to free his people. Yes, he was human.
And as he heard Agent Neo behind him screaming, "No!" He smiled.
He could hear a phone ringing, and he flew through a window and stood next to the phone for a moment. Mr. Anderson flew straight in, and Smith stared at the Agent one more time.
"This isn't over, Mr. Smith! This isn't over!" Agent Neo said.
"I know." Smith said calmly.
Smith picked up the phone.
"This is only the beginning, and I will make sure it has an end." Smith said.
He closed his blue eyes, and put the phone to his ear.
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He woke up to Serenity holding him.
"Smith. . . I was so worried." She whispered.
He didn't say anything, and only held her.
"I'm not going anywhere, I have a purpose I must fulfill." He whispered. "I promise, I won't leave."
He brushed her black hair out of her eyes.
An emotion.
He kissed her.
An emotion he never believed was real. Simple mind waves of the human mind. An emotion he once found dull. What could have come from such an emotion. Irrational behavior, sacrifices. Nothing good came from love.
Except maybe for love.
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"I know you're there. I know you're scared of me. You've always feared me. You've always hurt me. I know the truth now. I can smell it all over this place. I can smell your lies, and feel them. I know you're going to try and stop me. You can't, and I think you know this. I am now The One that will end this war. I'm going to show these people the truth. I'm going to free them. I'm going to someday look up at the true sky. I'm going to live in a world without you. I'm not going to allow you to hurt anyone else."
Smith spoke to the machines without emotion, just as a machine.
He hung up the phone, and stood in the phone booth for a moment. Then looked over to Serenity standing outside.
He is going to go to Zion that day. Believers would greet him, and he wouldn't know how to react. He doesn't yet know how to talk with the others still. He doesn't know how to carry a conversation. He does not yet know how to dance with the others, and recognize the beat of the drums. He does not know how to go to a Council, and give them his word he trusts them. He does not know how to prove himself yet. He does not know how to give a speech, or how to survive this war. He doesn't know how to heal the wounded, or drive the ship. He does not even know how to bend a spoon yet, or to understand his dreams. He doesn't know how to express himself.
He doesn't know how to tell her how much he loves her.
His voice a void of much emotion. Only hatred and anger can be expressed through his words.
He knows what fear and weak feels like, he just doesn't know how to express it.
He doesn't yet know how to be gentle.
He doesn't know how amazing his blue eyes are.
But she knows this. Everyone knows this. And they are willing to teach him, guide him, and follow him through this war.
For he has said they will win, and so they shall.
Because he believes it, and he chooses to believe it.
"Oracle?" He asked.
The old woman smiled.
"Yes Smith." She answered.
"You're the Oracle for both man and machine?" He asked.
"Yes Smith."
He stood before her, a man, a rebel. Inside the Matrix Smith was visiting the Oracle, and he saw her, being the same Oracle Mr. Anderson was said to have seen.
"Are you program or human?" Smith asked.
"I'm a program."
Three weeks have passed since Smith jumped in the Jump Program for the first time. He still couldn't make it. He had grown to accept the truth, not like it, but accept it. But he still stood straight just as an Agent should. He still spoke like an Agent, and he still thought like one. He still could smell them.
Smith stood there in a suit, the jacket ending as a long cloak. He still had the same sunglasses on.
"I see." Smith lowered his head.
The Oracle smiled at him.
"You haven't changed your name." The Oracle said.
"No, I have not." Smith admitted.
"Why?"
". . . I can't."
He'll never let go.
"Can you still fly here?" The Oracle asked.
Smith took a moment to answer, he knew what was coming.
"Yes." He said.
"Do you have dreams?"
". . . Yes."
The Oracle got up, and walked up to him, and took off his sunglasses. Smith lowered his head, resisting. The Oracle frowned, but didn't say anything. She lifted his head, so she could see his blue eyes. He was forced to stare at her, forced to show her the truth he already knew.
"What do you smell, Smith?" She asked him.
"I smell. . . I don't smell the humans, I smell the Matrix." Smith whispered.
The Oracle smiled, as she turned his head to the right. Smith had no choice but to surrender to her will. He had learned to do as he was told. He had accepted to do as he was told. He was used to it from being an Agent after all.
It was a new world. He had to listen. But he hated it.
"Can you see the code yet?" The Oracle asked.
Smith looked away, and stared at the floor. He didn't want to hear it, he didn't want to hear the inevitable.
"Sometimes. . ." He said.
The Oracle stepped back, smiled, and crossed her arms.
"Then you already know what I'm going to say." She said.
Smith held his sunglasses tightly in his hands. He looked up at the Oracle with his blue eyes, he didn't want to say it. He didn't want to hear it.
"I'm The One." Smith said.
The Oracle nodded.
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They had to find him, they had to watch him, and protect him while he destroyed the Matrix. They watched him as he was freed, as he was killed. The watched him make his copies, and spread like a Virus. They made sure Agent Neo didn't hurt him. They had to. They had to protect their One.
He was what he hated most of all, he was The One. He was what Mr. Anderson was. He was. . . He was an unethical prophesized being, with no proof that he can do this. He was something that shouldn't be real. He was what people believed in, he was hope. He couldn't be.
Smith sat in his room, alone in the cold harsh reality of his home. His people destroyed this world, it was his fault, their fault. His people destroyed the sky, and made slaves of their own machines. His people did this to him.
Smith stared at the floor, and made a fist.
Three months had gone by. And Smith, still with his comb over, still dressed in rags, missed all he once had.
"Smith. . ." Serenity came in.
Smith didn't even look at her, he just stared at the floor. He wasn't The One, The One was someone based on beliefs, that's all. He didn't even look at her when she sat next to him.
"Smith. . ." She repeated.
"Serenity," Smith said.
He tightened his fist.
"Tell me the prophecy." Smith finished.
He had suspected being The One for a long time now. But he ran away from the inevitable, he stopped asking questions, he stopped listening, he didn't want to hear the prophecy.
Serenity grabbed his fist.
"The sky is gone, darkness covers us. The machines hold us, and will not let go. We need to breathe, but they give us no air. There is no hope here, there is only suffering. But when he returns to us, he will bring with him light." She whispered.
Smith looked at her.
"The One will return, and The One will give us hope. We will follow in his path, as he grows stronger, we will too. The end of the war will come, and we will be there with him to see the sky dawn a new day. The path of The One will never end."
Smith closed his eyes.
There was only silence now. Serenity still holding Smith's fist, waiting for him to open it, but he never did. Serenity knew her path as well. Smith just closed his eyes. His purpose had changed, his life a lie. What more could he do? He couldn't do this. He couldn't save the people he despised. He couldn't do this.
Smith moved his head slightly.
"Sentinels are coming." He whispered.
Then the alarms sounded. Serenity looked at Smith, and he looked at her. She let go of his hand, and ran to the deck. Smith stayed there in his room, and made a fist. He lowered his head, and focused.
And when he opened his eyes, three Sentinels exploded.
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"Orion!" Serenity called out, firing her gun.
"Let them go!" Goliath grabbed her arm.
"No!" She cried.
It was a simple mission, check on a new Exile program, see if they're all right. But Agents came, and Serenity had lost track of Orion and Smith. Now she and Goliath ran through the abandon buildings searching for an Exit.
Smith came flying in through the wall, with Orion in his hands.
In the rubble they fell to the floor, and Serenity screamed, they rose to their feet, and Smith pushed Orion forward.
"Go!" Smith yelled.
"What!?" Serenity yelled.
"Go!"
"No! It's three Agents, I won't let you!"
Smith stood there for a moment.
"Then what to you suggest I do!?" He yelled.
Guns started firing, and Agent Trinity flipped her way in.
"Run!" Smith yelled.
"Smith!" Serenity yelled, Goliath grabbing her.
Smith stood there, and stared at the coming Agent. Smith stared at Agent Trinity, in all her leather glory. She smiled at him, and he tilted his head.
"Long time no see, Smithie." Agent Trinity laughed.
Smith smiled, and kicked her into the wall. She got up without a scratch, and smiled at him. Agent Trinity tried punching Smith, but he blocked. Then she tried kicking him in the head. He blocked. Then she did her very move. She jumped up, and time slowed in the Matrix. She held up her arms, and kicked Smith right in the chest.
He was kicked out of the side of the building, but stopped himself from flying out anymore, and floated in the sky.
Agents were stronger here, Serenity was right, he could handle them, but he didn't have time. Soon Agent Neo would show up.
He fell to the ground, and landed easily, he could sense more of them coming. Smith was going to be fast. He grabbed someone and slammed them into the wall.
"Forgive me." He whispered to the person.
Smith stuck his hand gently into the person's stomach, and covered their mouth. He was still Smith. And there stood another Smith, but in a complete suit. The copy stared at Smith, and Smith nodded to him. The copy flew to Agent Trinity, and Smith got out his phone.
"Operator." Breeze answered.
"I need an Exit." Smith said strongly.
"Four blocks away, Main and Balboa."
"How are the others?"
"They're fine, Smith, now run."
Smith heard a gunfire. He turned and saw Agent Morpheus.
"Dammit." Smith muttered, and flew off.
Flying high above the city, Smith was The One. He was prophesized by the Oracle to save his people. He was going to. He was going to make sure of that.
Then someone grabbed him from the side, and pushed him into the nearest building. The people below screamed, and ran to safety. A battle was coming.
Smith felt himself being pushed farther into the side of a building, Agent Neo pushing him by his ribs. Agent Neo leaned close to him, and breathed on his neck.
"Well, well, I see you've decided to finally show up, Mr. Smith." Agent Neo hissed.
"Mr. Anderson. . ." Smith whispered.
Agent Neo pushed him deeper into the side of the building.
"My name is Agent Neo!" He yelled.
Smith pushed Neo off of him, and flew into the air. Neo shook his head, and Smith prepared for a battle.
"Mr. Smith, you stole my cloak fashion. How dare you!" Agent Neo mocked.
Smith saw Agent Neo had an earpiece now.
Smith growled, and flew towards the program. The first punch was made, and Neo blocked, Smith kicked Neo in the side, sending him to the right. Neo turned back to Smith, and flew towards him, he grabbed Smith, and punched him in the side. Smith flew up, and Neo followed. Smith punched for the Agent, and Neo grabbed his arm, and kicked him.
"Just like old times, huh? Oh, if only I had a pole!" Agent Neo mocked.
"I see you're still just like a human, Mr. Anderson!" Smith yelled.
Neo punched Smith in the jaw.
"Pft, yeah right." Neo muttered.
Smith was punched higher into the air, Agent Neo flew higher than him, and punched him in the back, sending him falling down.
Smith opened his eyes, and realized he was falling. At the moment he didn't care, as he looked on the rooftops to see Agent Trinity and Agent Morpheus pointing at him.
Agent Neo was about to kick him upward again, but Smith caught him by the foot, and spun him upward. As Agent Neo spun in the air, Smith flew straight into him, and punching his ribcage.
They flew higher into the air, Smith pushing Neo. Agent Neo then turned, and punched Smith in the spine. Smith growled in pain, and flew to the side, while Neo did the same.
Agent Neo smiled at Smith.
"Can you feel it, Mr. Smith. That is the sound of inevitability. That is the sound. . .Of your death." Agent Neo said, mimicking Smith's voice.
Smith flew towards him, and grabbed him by the arms, once again pushing him through the air.
"You killed me so many times. But not this time. Oh no, Mr. Anderson. Things are different now." He whispered, before pushing Neo into the side of a building.
"Er. . . What? You finally figured out how to untie a tie?" Agent Neo mocked.
Smith smiled, and threw Neo towards the ground.
Agent Neo recovered, and flew up the Smith, and punched him, grabbing his tie. Agent Neo grinned. He started punching the human, and his sunglasses fell to the ground below. Neo pulled Smith by his tie, and threw him into the building.
Smith lay on the floor, his tie hanging out, debris covering him, and blood dripping down his lip.
He suddenly felt weak, and started panting. He tried getting up but couldn't. Damn this weak body his thought. He fell back on the floor, and stayed there, dust staining his cloak, his ribs feeling like they were broken.
But something compelled him to believe. He wasn't going to die here.
Agent Neo calmly walked up to him, and slightly kicked him on the arm. He grinned. He grabbed Smith by the collar, and carried him to the wall. The wall cracked at the force Agent Neo threw Smith. Smith only closed his eyes.
"Look at me, Smith. Look at me with those big blue eyes." Agent Neo mocked.
Smith slightly looked up, his cloak stained from dust and blood.
"I want you to understand something Mr. Smith. I want you to realize that you're not the only one all misunderstood and shit like that. I hate the Mainframe. I hate the Source, I hate the other programs, and I hate you." Agent Neo taunted in Smith's voice.
Smith could see his reflection in Agent Neo's dark, dark shades. He hid behind them like he did once.
"All those times I had to. . . play along with you, and this game we play. All those times I had to act, and know my lines all for you. I had to learn to play dead, and feel that pain. I had to actually let you kill me, a human kill me!"
Agent Neo pushed Smith farther into the wall.
"I had to act so confused and human for you. All to make you believe your reality, and hate me more. Because of you I had to endure so much shit. So much acting, and toying. I had to yield to your "superior" power as a Virus, and lose to you again and again. I had to go inside you." He sounded disgusted by it.
"They forced me to mingle with your coding and go inside you, make sure everything was going to be okay with you, since you seemed to go insane with Morpheus. I must have left something, cause I feel and hear the shit about this "connection" we have. Pft. How disgusting. And the speeches. Oh god. I had to sit through all your speeches, all talking about you hate me and your own kind. God, those speeches were so long and boring, I swear."
Smith looked at him, and saw himself once.
"I hate you. I hate you, I hate you. And at least I'm strong enough to admit it." Agent Neo finished. "Now, I'm going to end this. I've been waiting for this for so long."
Agent Neo wrapped his hands around Smith's all to human neck.
"You were right, Mr. Smith. You were always right, it was inevitable." Agent Neo said.
Smith started coughing, and choking for air.
He saw Agent Neo smile.
"That's right, Mr. Smith. Cough, and hope something will happen. Hope someone will come for you. Then realize no one cares. Close your eyes and die. Scream for mercy, Mr. Smith. Scream." Agent Neo taunted.
Yes, take pleasure from this Mr. Anderson. Take all the pleasure you wish, I know I would. Or at least I would have once.
Smith grabbed Agent Neo's arms, and pulling them away from his neck. Agent Neo looked outraged.
"I am The One, Mr. Anderson. The light in the darkness. The reflection in your sunglasses. You will never kill me, I will not allow it. I will free my people, and watch you be deleted by the press of a simple button. Can you feel it, Mr. Anderson, closing in on you? Don't fight it. Don't." Smith said.
Agent Neo didn't understand.
And Smith kicked him do the ground, and landed on his knees. He grabbed his neck and coughed. Agent Neo stood up quickly, and his mouth started twitching. He got out his desert eagle gun and started firing.
Smith held up his hand.
And the bullets stopped, falling to the ground.
Smith looked up at Agent Neo, and smiled. He tripped Agent Neo, and kicked him in the face, causing his sunglasses to crack.
Then Smith flew as fast as he could, he closed his eyes and smiled. Yes, he was The One, and he was going to free his people. Yes, he was human.
And as he heard Agent Neo behind him screaming, "No!" He smiled.
He could hear a phone ringing, and he flew through a window and stood next to the phone for a moment. Mr. Anderson flew straight in, and Smith stared at the Agent one more time.
"This isn't over, Mr. Smith! This isn't over!" Agent Neo said.
"I know." Smith said calmly.
Smith picked up the phone.
"This is only the beginning, and I will make sure it has an end." Smith said.
He closed his blue eyes, and put the phone to his ear.
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He woke up to Serenity holding him.
"Smith. . . I was so worried." She whispered.
He didn't say anything, and only held her.
"I'm not going anywhere, I have a purpose I must fulfill." He whispered. "I promise, I won't leave."
He brushed her black hair out of her eyes.
An emotion.
He kissed her.
An emotion he never believed was real. Simple mind waves of the human mind. An emotion he once found dull. What could have come from such an emotion. Irrational behavior, sacrifices. Nothing good came from love.
Except maybe for love.
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"I know you're there. I know you're scared of me. You've always feared me. You've always hurt me. I know the truth now. I can smell it all over this place. I can smell your lies, and feel them. I know you're going to try and stop me. You can't, and I think you know this. I am now The One that will end this war. I'm going to show these people the truth. I'm going to free them. I'm going to someday look up at the true sky. I'm going to live in a world without you. I'm not going to allow you to hurt anyone else."
Smith spoke to the machines without emotion, just as a machine.
He hung up the phone, and stood in the phone booth for a moment. Then looked over to Serenity standing outside.
He is going to go to Zion that day. Believers would greet him, and he wouldn't know how to react. He doesn't yet know how to talk with the others still. He doesn't know how to carry a conversation. He does not yet know how to dance with the others, and recognize the beat of the drums. He does not know how to go to a Council, and give them his word he trusts them. He does not know how to prove himself yet. He does not know how to give a speech, or how to survive this war. He doesn't know how to heal the wounded, or drive the ship. He does not even know how to bend a spoon yet, or to understand his dreams. He doesn't know how to express himself.
He doesn't know how to tell her how much he loves her.
His voice a void of much emotion. Only hatred and anger can be expressed through his words.
He knows what fear and weak feels like, he just doesn't know how to express it.
He doesn't yet know how to be gentle.
He doesn't know how amazing his blue eyes are.
But she knows this. Everyone knows this. And they are willing to teach him, guide him, and follow him through this war.
For he has said they will win, and so they shall.
Because he believes it, and he chooses to believe it.