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Man- Welcome. To the Real World.
I felt a sudden pain in the back of my neck again. And I could suddenly feel things. Feel what was happening. Feel the chair I was sitting in. My breathes. I could feel weight once again. I could feel the real world. But it was still dark. I moved my hand slightly and it was still dark. And then I realized that my eyes weren't open. I opened them slowly, unaware of what I would see. It felt strange being there. Everything is different here. My eyes were open, and I stared at the ceiling. I opened my eyes for the very first time. I scanned the ceiling, it was the first thing I ever saw. Everything is different here. It's heavier or something. I didn't move for a long time. I just stared at the ceiling above. I didn't move for a long time. And I don't know why.
I got up slowly. I felt a little dizzy. I scanned the room. It was just like the one in the Matrix, except a little more rusted. A man, with blue hair, stared at me, and I nodded to him. This is it. The Real World. I looked down at my hand. Stretched my fingers, and skin appeared where the metal was. It flickered for a moment.
Man- Sorry, the holograms haven't been working well lately. These holograms go over the entire android, and cover it to make it look like you.
He knelt down and took a look at my hand. I looked up and saw a broken mirror. I stared at myself, my mouth was open. And then my face split into two. A line cut through it, and it returned to normal. It was the hologram. I wanted to say something. I wanted to snatch my hand away. But I didn't. I couldn't seem to speak. It felt so strange. I felt a little sick for a moment.
Man- I'm Wolf, sorry about my brother Mr. Smith. He's a little crazy.
I looked up at him still in my seat. I couldn't speak. I felt so sick. I don't like this.
Wolf- I know you must feel weird. It's ok. It'll go away in a sec. It's just Real World sickness.
I looked around. The Real World. I was here. I was real. This place was real. Not some dream world. This was the city of Zon. This was real. And I didn't feel well. Everything was different here. I could feel these things around me. It was this feeling. This awareness. It wasn't normal, at least to me.
I looked back at the mirror. My face still flickered at times. In the real world. I wore a black cotton long sleeved shirt. Black pants as well. I couldn't help but wonder where my suite was.
Wolf- So you're Agent Smith?
I nodded, not be able to speak. I didn't want to talk to the man. I didn't really want to be here. But I was. And he was the only guy who knew what to do.
I was in the Real World. This place was real. I felt a pain in my throat and I coughed.
Smith- This is it?
I said in a weak, crackling voice. The man just nodded. I was here.
Wolf- Come on, Mr. Smith.
The man helped me up.
Wolf- Let me give you the tour.
I felt a little sick still. I just wanted to leave. To get out of here. I felt a little dizzy walking, and I didn't know what to do. I didn't want to go with the man named Wolf. I didn't even want to be here. But now I suppose I have to.
I walked behind the man. My vision blurred, and changed colors. It was the android body. It returned to normal, and I saw the man staring at me. He looked worried and turned to begin walking again. I shook my head. Why is it strange here? What's wrong with this place. Everything was. . . Was closer. Was larger. Was I don't know. This world. Things are around me here. What is wrong? Is it me?
Wolf- This is the Real World, Mr. Smith.
He pointed out a window. I walked closer to it, to see. Oh. . . My God. . . These buildings. These structures. They were taller. Stronger. They went up into the sky. Hover cars flew by. And people below walked. The sky was blocked by a cloudy day. And I stood high above anything else. But something was different. This place is different. These buildings. . .
Wolf- Back there is the desert. Where human and machine bodies lay.
I looked beyond the city. And saw an endless sea of metal. It was different. This place. . . It is strange. Why does this world awe me? Why do I stop and look around? It is merely a wasteland. But it's different.
Wolf- Ok, you do have somewhere to go right?
I nodded, still looking outside.
Wolf- Ok. On your arm is a button. Just press it to see how much power the body has. You can recharge with a plug on your other arm, if the power is low. If anything happens to this body we have a backup file of you on our system. Your hologram might flicker sometimes. Now, this body is suppose to act like a human's. If it's hot you may feel the heat. Cold, you'd need to wear a sweater. If you get cut by something the hologram will appear to bleed. And you do have sense, touch, smell, hearing, etc. You don't need to eat, but it does have a function if you do have some food. We try and make these bodies as human as possible. If anything goes wrong just send a message through the connected system. You just have to press the plug on your neck. Alright follow me.
I turned my head slowly. My head still dizzy. I followed him. We went down an elevator. This is the Real World. Everything was different. The colors were rusted, and old. The light was wrong, and the feeling. It just was strange. The man led me to a door.
Wolf- Here you go. Everything may feel overwhelming at first, but you get used to it. Here's a map. If you get lost, just ask somebody, a lot of programs do. I hope you have a nice trip, Mr. Smith.
I nodded, I didn't know if I could speak yet. I hesitated to walk out the door, but I did.
The Real World. I looked up into the sky. All I saw were dark clouds. I suppose that is best for me. I looked around me. These humans walked calmly by in their scratched, woven shirts just like mine. Their faces were dirty and their hair was greasy. But I suppose that is to be expected. I could feel them, no, but something was different here. I knew they were there, a feeling that is not in the Matrix. Things were around me. A new sensation. They made noise. The humans. They made noise as they walked by. They made a new smell, different from the Matrix. Much different. No longer disgusting, but something else. These sensations? What the hell are they? Why is it different here? Why? Why do the noises sound different? What is wrong? I'm staring at things. Things not in the Matrix. Things I haven't seen before. These things are different.
I started walking aimlessly. I don't need to go to Isis's yet. But I don't need to walk around. Then why am I? Why are these things different? Is it good? I stared in front of me. People crowded around in this street block. It seemed to be a market place. These people bumped into me, the rubbed against me, and I don't know what to think of it. These sensations are different. They're shocking. I'm feeling them differently. Why? The humans started to crowd around the little spaces where people sold food. I walked by them. These people were selling things, food, clothes, toys. So many people are here. And everything feels different. A small boy looked at me.
Boy- Would you like a shirt?
His voice was different. I shook my head, staring at him.
Boy- Are you a program?
The boy asked quietly. How can he tell? I nodded to him.
Boy- Which one are you?
Smith- I am. . .
How could he tell? How could a small boy notice? Was it that obvious? The boy stared at me as I didn't answer. I couldn't tell him.
Woman- Are you bothering a customer again?!
A woman came.
Boy- No, Sis.
Woman- I'm sorry, Sir. My brother forgot to clean the dishes, again. He must go now.
Boy- Oh come on.
Woman- Don't make me get mom.
Boy- So what program are you?
Woman- That's rude! I apologize sir.
The boy rolled his eyes. I bent down to him.
Smith- I'll tell you later.
The woman pushed the boy away, and he looked at me. That was an interesting encounter. First contact with a human here. Strange. How could the boy tell? I started walking again. I couldn't have told him I was me. It wouldn't have worked out well. I found a simple way to get out of the situation.
I continued to walk in one direction.
This place. It is. . . Unusual. I suppose that is the right word.
Someone bumped into me in the crowd, it disrupted my hologram for a moment. I pushed through the humans, not knowing where to go. I looked up to the sky. Clouds blocked it from my view. That is best, I suppose. I stood while humans passed around me. Gently shoving me as I stayed still. Why have I stopped? There is no reason that I stopped. I looked around with no reason too. These people passed me. Why have I stopped? I looked at the humans. There faces like mine, their clothes like mine, but they aren't not like me. Not at all. Not at all. I stood there a moment longer. Then I was pushed forward, out of the crowd. I was on the side of a large park. I saw buildings surround the park, and this place seemed to be the only place that was a little green. Fountains sprayed water around, and small trees grew. This place seems out of place here. Isis told me this was the center of the city. I walked around it, going forward. These children laughed, I didn't like hearing that. There are these little green parts of grass in between the concrete sidewalks. People smiled here.
I turned my head, and saw something I never wanted to see. A bronze statue of Neo stood tall in the center of this park. I stood there staring at it. Damn. Damn. Damn. I turned my head, and growled at the thing. I walked closer to the thing, standing in front of it. The statue had Neo standing up in his cloak, and his shades on. His face showed no expression, no sign of emotion unlike any other human. His face calm. I've seen that face before, many times before. You're ready aren't you, Mr. Anderson? That face. That is the face that is ready for battle. The face he would show me, whenever ready for a battle. He would show me no emotion, showing no fear. But I knew. Mr. Anderson is really only human. I knew behind that damn face was Neo, afraid. Afraid of me, of this battle. Afraid that he would die. That I would win. I know that face. The face that is ready to die, ready to fight for what he believes. I always hated that face. Always. I looked at the statue. I walked away from it.
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Next Chapter: You Promised
Sry it took so long you guys. School just started and I have an evil English teacher.
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Man- Welcome. To the Real World.
I felt a sudden pain in the back of my neck again. And I could suddenly feel things. Feel what was happening. Feel the chair I was sitting in. My breathes. I could feel weight once again. I could feel the real world. But it was still dark. I moved my hand slightly and it was still dark. And then I realized that my eyes weren't open. I opened them slowly, unaware of what I would see. It felt strange being there. Everything is different here. My eyes were open, and I stared at the ceiling. I opened my eyes for the very first time. I scanned the ceiling, it was the first thing I ever saw. Everything is different here. It's heavier or something. I didn't move for a long time. I just stared at the ceiling above. I didn't move for a long time. And I don't know why.
I got up slowly. I felt a little dizzy. I scanned the room. It was just like the one in the Matrix, except a little more rusted. A man, with blue hair, stared at me, and I nodded to him. This is it. The Real World. I looked down at my hand. Stretched my fingers, and skin appeared where the metal was. It flickered for a moment.
Man- Sorry, the holograms haven't been working well lately. These holograms go over the entire android, and cover it to make it look like you.
He knelt down and took a look at my hand. I looked up and saw a broken mirror. I stared at myself, my mouth was open. And then my face split into two. A line cut through it, and it returned to normal. It was the hologram. I wanted to say something. I wanted to snatch my hand away. But I didn't. I couldn't seem to speak. It felt so strange. I felt a little sick for a moment.
Man- I'm Wolf, sorry about my brother Mr. Smith. He's a little crazy.
I looked up at him still in my seat. I couldn't speak. I felt so sick. I don't like this.
Wolf- I know you must feel weird. It's ok. It'll go away in a sec. It's just Real World sickness.
I looked around. The Real World. I was here. I was real. This place was real. Not some dream world. This was the city of Zon. This was real. And I didn't feel well. Everything was different here. I could feel these things around me. It was this feeling. This awareness. It wasn't normal, at least to me.
I looked back at the mirror. My face still flickered at times. In the real world. I wore a black cotton long sleeved shirt. Black pants as well. I couldn't help but wonder where my suite was.
Wolf- So you're Agent Smith?
I nodded, not be able to speak. I didn't want to talk to the man. I didn't really want to be here. But I was. And he was the only guy who knew what to do.
I was in the Real World. This place was real. I felt a pain in my throat and I coughed.
Smith- This is it?
I said in a weak, crackling voice. The man just nodded. I was here.
Wolf- Come on, Mr. Smith.
The man helped me up.
Wolf- Let me give you the tour.
I felt a little sick still. I just wanted to leave. To get out of here. I felt a little dizzy walking, and I didn't know what to do. I didn't want to go with the man named Wolf. I didn't even want to be here. But now I suppose I have to.
I walked behind the man. My vision blurred, and changed colors. It was the android body. It returned to normal, and I saw the man staring at me. He looked worried and turned to begin walking again. I shook my head. Why is it strange here? What's wrong with this place. Everything was. . . Was closer. Was larger. Was I don't know. This world. Things are around me here. What is wrong? Is it me?
Wolf- This is the Real World, Mr. Smith.
He pointed out a window. I walked closer to it, to see. Oh. . . My God. . . These buildings. These structures. They were taller. Stronger. They went up into the sky. Hover cars flew by. And people below walked. The sky was blocked by a cloudy day. And I stood high above anything else. But something was different. This place is different. These buildings. . .
Wolf- Back there is the desert. Where human and machine bodies lay.
I looked beyond the city. And saw an endless sea of metal. It was different. This place. . . It is strange. Why does this world awe me? Why do I stop and look around? It is merely a wasteland. But it's different.
Wolf- Ok, you do have somewhere to go right?
I nodded, still looking outside.
Wolf- Ok. On your arm is a button. Just press it to see how much power the body has. You can recharge with a plug on your other arm, if the power is low. If anything happens to this body we have a backup file of you on our system. Your hologram might flicker sometimes. Now, this body is suppose to act like a human's. If it's hot you may feel the heat. Cold, you'd need to wear a sweater. If you get cut by something the hologram will appear to bleed. And you do have sense, touch, smell, hearing, etc. You don't need to eat, but it does have a function if you do have some food. We try and make these bodies as human as possible. If anything goes wrong just send a message through the connected system. You just have to press the plug on your neck. Alright follow me.
I turned my head slowly. My head still dizzy. I followed him. We went down an elevator. This is the Real World. Everything was different. The colors were rusted, and old. The light was wrong, and the feeling. It just was strange. The man led me to a door.
Wolf- Here you go. Everything may feel overwhelming at first, but you get used to it. Here's a map. If you get lost, just ask somebody, a lot of programs do. I hope you have a nice trip, Mr. Smith.
I nodded, I didn't know if I could speak yet. I hesitated to walk out the door, but I did.
The Real World. I looked up into the sky. All I saw were dark clouds. I suppose that is best for me. I looked around me. These humans walked calmly by in their scratched, woven shirts just like mine. Their faces were dirty and their hair was greasy. But I suppose that is to be expected. I could feel them, no, but something was different here. I knew they were there, a feeling that is not in the Matrix. Things were around me. A new sensation. They made noise. The humans. They made noise as they walked by. They made a new smell, different from the Matrix. Much different. No longer disgusting, but something else. These sensations? What the hell are they? Why is it different here? Why? Why do the noises sound different? What is wrong? I'm staring at things. Things not in the Matrix. Things I haven't seen before. These things are different.
I started walking aimlessly. I don't need to go to Isis's yet. But I don't need to walk around. Then why am I? Why are these things different? Is it good? I stared in front of me. People crowded around in this street block. It seemed to be a market place. These people bumped into me, the rubbed against me, and I don't know what to think of it. These sensations are different. They're shocking. I'm feeling them differently. Why? The humans started to crowd around the little spaces where people sold food. I walked by them. These people were selling things, food, clothes, toys. So many people are here. And everything feels different. A small boy looked at me.
Boy- Would you like a shirt?
His voice was different. I shook my head, staring at him.
Boy- Are you a program?
The boy asked quietly. How can he tell? I nodded to him.
Boy- Which one are you?
Smith- I am. . .
How could he tell? How could a small boy notice? Was it that obvious? The boy stared at me as I didn't answer. I couldn't tell him.
Woman- Are you bothering a customer again?!
A woman came.
Boy- No, Sis.
Woman- I'm sorry, Sir. My brother forgot to clean the dishes, again. He must go now.
Boy- Oh come on.
Woman- Don't make me get mom.
Boy- So what program are you?
Woman- That's rude! I apologize sir.
The boy rolled his eyes. I bent down to him.
Smith- I'll tell you later.
The woman pushed the boy away, and he looked at me. That was an interesting encounter. First contact with a human here. Strange. How could the boy tell? I started walking again. I couldn't have told him I was me. It wouldn't have worked out well. I found a simple way to get out of the situation.
I continued to walk in one direction.
This place. It is. . . Unusual. I suppose that is the right word.
Someone bumped into me in the crowd, it disrupted my hologram for a moment. I pushed through the humans, not knowing where to go. I looked up to the sky. Clouds blocked it from my view. That is best, I suppose. I stood while humans passed around me. Gently shoving me as I stayed still. Why have I stopped? There is no reason that I stopped. I looked around with no reason too. These people passed me. Why have I stopped? I looked at the humans. There faces like mine, their clothes like mine, but they aren't not like me. Not at all. Not at all. I stood there a moment longer. Then I was pushed forward, out of the crowd. I was on the side of a large park. I saw buildings surround the park, and this place seemed to be the only place that was a little green. Fountains sprayed water around, and small trees grew. This place seems out of place here. Isis told me this was the center of the city. I walked around it, going forward. These children laughed, I didn't like hearing that. There are these little green parts of grass in between the concrete sidewalks. People smiled here.
I turned my head, and saw something I never wanted to see. A bronze statue of Neo stood tall in the center of this park. I stood there staring at it. Damn. Damn. Damn. I turned my head, and growled at the thing. I walked closer to the thing, standing in front of it. The statue had Neo standing up in his cloak, and his shades on. His face showed no expression, no sign of emotion unlike any other human. His face calm. I've seen that face before, many times before. You're ready aren't you, Mr. Anderson? That face. That is the face that is ready for battle. The face he would show me, whenever ready for a battle. He would show me no emotion, showing no fear. But I knew. Mr. Anderson is really only human. I knew behind that damn face was Neo, afraid. Afraid of me, of this battle. Afraid that he would die. That I would win. I know that face. The face that is ready to die, ready to fight for what he believes. I always hated that face. Always. I looked at the statue. I walked away from it.
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Next Chapter: You Promised
Sry it took so long you guys. School just started and I have an evil English teacher.