Family Reunion
I didn't sleep, I never sleep. I watched the night turn to day. It didn't rain as much, sometimes though. Isis got up early, most likely to say goodbye. This was it, my last day here. Last day to be real. It had been an. . . interesting experience. Isis started to walk around, as she drank something.
Isis- It's been fun.
Smith- I guess. . .
I sighed, picking up a Sentinel piece. Today would be the last day I'd be real. Today was Friday. Today I had to go see my brothers. It would be. . . strange. Though I wonder what I'll say. . . What they'll say. . . It doesn't matter now.
Smith- I should go. . .
Isis looked over, surprised. As if she didn't want me to leave.
Isis- You're leaving? So soon?
I wanted to get out of there.
Smith- yes.
Isis looked over at me, as if she were thinking.
Isis- Oh, ok.
Smith- I will see you tomorrow, my place.
Isis- actually, you've seen enough of me. I'll give you the weekend to yourself.
Really? That is surprising. Why would you do that, Isis?
Smith- All right, thank you.
Isis- Bye, Smith.
I went out the door. That was strange, it felt strange. Just last night she was insulting me. Though humans are erratic. Perhaps it is just her. Perhaps.
I walked down the streets of Zion. My brothers were going to meet at a restaurant. I needed to find a map. I passed that statue of him. I noticed how much he looked like his daughter. That girl was very intriguing.
I found a map, the restaurant isn't that far. Just down the street. I had to go through them again. Their filth and smell, but it wasn't as bad anymore. Perhaps I have gotten use to it.
There, there is the restaurant. Oh no. Why do I feel this sudden rush? Am I nervous? I shouldn't be. It's just Jones and Brown. Just them. The two Agents I use to have power over. But why can't I seem to move? It is just them. Only them. I spent half of my existence, my life with them. But now. . . Now I haven't seen them in so long. What happens? What do I do? Why am I only think of this now!? When they are so close!? I look just like these humans. Can I let my brothers see me like this? I have to. Right? But. . .
Jones- You will die in seven days.
Smith- Ahh!
A voice came from behind me, braking my train of thought, surprising me. I twisted around, and there a brother stood. Jones stood right beside me, laughing that he had made me scream. It was Jones. Just like I remember, just without a suit. Jones was the scrawniest of the three of us. He wore green torn clothes, and was just laughing. He looked at me, smiling, and shaking his head. I think I had my mouth open. It was just a shock to see him.
Jones- It's good to see you, Smith.
He came closer to me.
Smith- Jones?
Jones- Yup, Former Agent Jones.
My mouth was still open.
Jones- Come on, let's go. Brown is already there. He's always early.
Smith- Brown?
Jones started to push me forward through the crowd. And then I could see him. There stood Brown, laughing at the sight of me being pushed like I was. They were so human.
Brown- Smith!
Before I knew it, Brown wrapped his arms around me. He was hugging me. Well. . . I. . .Uh. . .
Smith- Brown!
I pushed myself out of his arms.
Brown- Sorry. Got a little carried away.
Brown smiled at me, I turned and so did Jones. The two Agents that I had been their superior. Now I was their equal.
Jones- Let's go, I'm starved!
Smith- You are?
Jones- Of course.
But we are not human. We, even in these bodies, do not need food. How could he be starved? How could he crave for food?
Brown- You'll love this place, Smith. The waitresses all dress in suits!
Jones- And the food is great, you know, for being real food.
We sat down in the corner of the restaurant. The waitresses indeed wore suits. Quit interesting actually. Like seeing what it would be like with a female Agent. The woman all were very well. . . attractive. The Mainframe would not have done that, they would have endangered more human programs to be attracted to them.
Brown- You can see why the Mainframe never made females, huh Smith?
Did he say something?
Smith- Oh, yes. . . Indeed.
Jones- You okay?
Smith- I am fine.
They picked up their menus. I did not.
Brown- Gonna eat?
He raised an eyebrow at me. They were going to eat. It was unnecessary but they were going to. No. I do not need food. I won't.
Smith- I wasn't planning to. . .
Jones- Come on, Smith.
Brown- Food can be most- -
Jones- Pleasurable.
This was slightly true. Chocolate ice cream was most likely the only food I will find interesting. Other foods are too. . . erratic. Too powerful.
Brown- Come on, Smith.
Jones- Let's get him the Lazer Fire.
Brown- Jones!
Jones began to laugh.
Brown- The Lazer Fire is really the hottest thing these humans can make. It has the hottest Chili Peppers they can grow.
Jones was going to have me eat that? I've never heard of an Agent doing that!?
Smith- Jones!
He only continued to laugh.
Brown- Why don't you just get some fruit. Real World grown.
Why did they want me to eat?
Smith- I don't think so.
Jones- Suit yourself.
A waitress came, and the others ordered. They are so human. I knew they were less than Agents, but. . .
Brown- So what have you been up to, Smith?
I had to think about an answer.
Smith- Last night I saw. . . Trinity.
Jones- Really?
Brown- How is she?
How could they be so calm? This was Trinity. The one rebel that gave us the most trouble! How can they be like this?
Smith- Have you met her?
Brown- Haven't seen her in a long time.
Jones- I haven't met her.
Smith- Brown?
Brown- I only met her at my book opening. She seemed really nice, you know, without a gun in her hand.
Jones- Our Brown here is a writer.
Brown smiled, and stretched out his arms. I stared at him in amazement.
Smith- Writer?
Brown nodded, a little shy. They were so human.
Smith- You two. . .
They looked at each other.
Jones- Yeah
Brown- We know.
Jones- A lot can happen in six years, Smith.
Brown- One must change
Jones- When times change
Brown- So they don't become obsolete
How can they be like this? How can I be like this? Why?
Smith- But. . .
Brown- Hey, bro
Jones- It is alright.
Smith- It seems like I was killing rebels just a week ago. . .
I know I have changed, but I don't know. . .
Jones- Yeah, that's the only thing I miss.
Brown- Killing people was fun.
They laughed, and I smiled for them.
Jones- Yeah, I also miss my gun.
Brown- And being able to jump over buildings.
But I guess, they are still Agents on the inside. They miss the same things I do.
Jones- Oh, and looking really creepy!
Brown- Seeing fear in humans' eyes.
Jones- Pissing them off, by addressing them with their last names.
Brown- Taking away their mouths
Even I laughed then.
Jones- How about I give you the finger!
Brown- And you give me my phone call!
I was laughing. I was laughing. Me. Maybe I will understand them.
Smith- I miss flying.
Jones- Oh yeah! You could fly for a while there, couldn't you?
Smith- Indeed.
Brown- Lucky bastard.
Smith- Flying was indeed pleasurable.
Jones- I bet.
I just realized something. I did enjoy flying. I did. I did! Why didn't I see this before?
Brown- Oh, Smith!
Jones- Back then you were like, our main objective.
Brown- Yeah, the orders were . . . Um. . .
Jones- Search for the Former Agent Smith
Brown- yeah! He has grown beyond control
Jones- He is a threat
Brown- Destroy the Former Agent Smith.
Smith- Really?
Jones- yeah!
Brown- but whenever we'd send an Agent, you'd just make him a copy.
Jones- Poor, poor, Agent Thompson, he was the first to experience that.
Brown- But he deserved it. Stupid 'upgraded Agents' taking our place.
Smith- Oh yes, I remember that.
Brown- You!
Smith- Yes me, me, me.
Jones- Me too.
Something about being with them. . . Something making everything feel all right. Something making feel okay to feel things. They were my brothers. It was good to see them. Yes it is. I can feel it. Everyone has told me to except things, to become more human. I don't think that can ever happen, but right now. . . Right now I feel good to be with my brothers. I do not know why, but I do not think I'm supposed to. I cannot deny this feeling.
Brown- Agent Johnson was so ticked at you
Jones- Anger is really the only emotion one feels when an Agent.
That was so true. . . I should know.
Then the waitresses brought food for my brothers. Then Jones looked over at me. He picked up something from his plate. It was a banana. He handed it towards me. I stared at it for a moment, then him. For them.
I sighed, grabbing the food. Then I stuffed it in my mouth, and squinted my eyes, ready for a sensation. I chewed the soft substance, and it crawled down my throat. And then there was taste. Giving the taste buds of this robotic body something to do. Sending messages to my programming to give me this feeling. It was intense. It was hard. I started coughing, and gagging. I looked up at Jones and Brown. They were laughing and I started to laugh as well.
Then we had to leave. We said that we would talk to each other soon. And I watched as my brothers walked away. I turned, it was time to go home now. I have to go feed my cat.
I walked through the humans, going back to the building to go home.
Boy- Hey! Which one are you?
I turned, it was that boy from a couple days ago!
Boy- You told me you'd tell me later. So? Which program are you?
I couldn't believe he remembered me.
Smith- Uh. . .
Boy- Well?
Smith- I was. . . I was an Agent.
Boy- Oh, cool. Wanna buy a shirt?
I walked away from them now. Here I am at the entrance of the building. No more Real World. I look up to the sky. I see a black dot fly across the sky. Neo. . .
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Next Chapter: Dreaming Of Then. . .
Sorry it's been so long guys.
I didn't sleep, I never sleep. I watched the night turn to day. It didn't rain as much, sometimes though. Isis got up early, most likely to say goodbye. This was it, my last day here. Last day to be real. It had been an. . . interesting experience. Isis started to walk around, as she drank something.
Isis- It's been fun.
Smith- I guess. . .
I sighed, picking up a Sentinel piece. Today would be the last day I'd be real. Today was Friday. Today I had to go see my brothers. It would be. . . strange. Though I wonder what I'll say. . . What they'll say. . . It doesn't matter now.
Smith- I should go. . .
Isis looked over, surprised. As if she didn't want me to leave.
Isis- You're leaving? So soon?
I wanted to get out of there.
Smith- yes.
Isis looked over at me, as if she were thinking.
Isis- Oh, ok.
Smith- I will see you tomorrow, my place.
Isis- actually, you've seen enough of me. I'll give you the weekend to yourself.
Really? That is surprising. Why would you do that, Isis?
Smith- All right, thank you.
Isis- Bye, Smith.
I went out the door. That was strange, it felt strange. Just last night she was insulting me. Though humans are erratic. Perhaps it is just her. Perhaps.
I walked down the streets of Zion. My brothers were going to meet at a restaurant. I needed to find a map. I passed that statue of him. I noticed how much he looked like his daughter. That girl was very intriguing.
I found a map, the restaurant isn't that far. Just down the street. I had to go through them again. Their filth and smell, but it wasn't as bad anymore. Perhaps I have gotten use to it.
There, there is the restaurant. Oh no. Why do I feel this sudden rush? Am I nervous? I shouldn't be. It's just Jones and Brown. Just them. The two Agents I use to have power over. But why can't I seem to move? It is just them. Only them. I spent half of my existence, my life with them. But now. . . Now I haven't seen them in so long. What happens? What do I do? Why am I only think of this now!? When they are so close!? I look just like these humans. Can I let my brothers see me like this? I have to. Right? But. . .
Jones- You will die in seven days.
Smith- Ahh!
A voice came from behind me, braking my train of thought, surprising me. I twisted around, and there a brother stood. Jones stood right beside me, laughing that he had made me scream. It was Jones. Just like I remember, just without a suit. Jones was the scrawniest of the three of us. He wore green torn clothes, and was just laughing. He looked at me, smiling, and shaking his head. I think I had my mouth open. It was just a shock to see him.
Jones- It's good to see you, Smith.
He came closer to me.
Smith- Jones?
Jones- Yup, Former Agent Jones.
My mouth was still open.
Jones- Come on, let's go. Brown is already there. He's always early.
Smith- Brown?
Jones started to push me forward through the crowd. And then I could see him. There stood Brown, laughing at the sight of me being pushed like I was. They were so human.
Brown- Smith!
Before I knew it, Brown wrapped his arms around me. He was hugging me. Well. . . I. . .Uh. . .
Smith- Brown!
I pushed myself out of his arms.
Brown- Sorry. Got a little carried away.
Brown smiled at me, I turned and so did Jones. The two Agents that I had been their superior. Now I was their equal.
Jones- Let's go, I'm starved!
Smith- You are?
Jones- Of course.
But we are not human. We, even in these bodies, do not need food. How could he be starved? How could he crave for food?
Brown- You'll love this place, Smith. The waitresses all dress in suits!
Jones- And the food is great, you know, for being real food.
We sat down in the corner of the restaurant. The waitresses indeed wore suits. Quit interesting actually. Like seeing what it would be like with a female Agent. The woman all were very well. . . attractive. The Mainframe would not have done that, they would have endangered more human programs to be attracted to them.
Brown- You can see why the Mainframe never made females, huh Smith?
Did he say something?
Smith- Oh, yes. . . Indeed.
Jones- You okay?
Smith- I am fine.
They picked up their menus. I did not.
Brown- Gonna eat?
He raised an eyebrow at me. They were going to eat. It was unnecessary but they were going to. No. I do not need food. I won't.
Smith- I wasn't planning to. . .
Jones- Come on, Smith.
Brown- Food can be most- -
Jones- Pleasurable.
This was slightly true. Chocolate ice cream was most likely the only food I will find interesting. Other foods are too. . . erratic. Too powerful.
Brown- Come on, Smith.
Jones- Let's get him the Lazer Fire.
Brown- Jones!
Jones began to laugh.
Brown- The Lazer Fire is really the hottest thing these humans can make. It has the hottest Chili Peppers they can grow.
Jones was going to have me eat that? I've never heard of an Agent doing that!?
Smith- Jones!
He only continued to laugh.
Brown- Why don't you just get some fruit. Real World grown.
Why did they want me to eat?
Smith- I don't think so.
Jones- Suit yourself.
A waitress came, and the others ordered. They are so human. I knew they were less than Agents, but. . .
Brown- So what have you been up to, Smith?
I had to think about an answer.
Smith- Last night I saw. . . Trinity.
Jones- Really?
Brown- How is she?
How could they be so calm? This was Trinity. The one rebel that gave us the most trouble! How can they be like this?
Smith- Have you met her?
Brown- Haven't seen her in a long time.
Jones- I haven't met her.
Smith- Brown?
Brown- I only met her at my book opening. She seemed really nice, you know, without a gun in her hand.
Jones- Our Brown here is a writer.
Brown smiled, and stretched out his arms. I stared at him in amazement.
Smith- Writer?
Brown nodded, a little shy. They were so human.
Smith- You two. . .
They looked at each other.
Jones- Yeah
Brown- We know.
Jones- A lot can happen in six years, Smith.
Brown- One must change
Jones- When times change
Brown- So they don't become obsolete
How can they be like this? How can I be like this? Why?
Smith- But. . .
Brown- Hey, bro
Jones- It is alright.
Smith- It seems like I was killing rebels just a week ago. . .
I know I have changed, but I don't know. . .
Jones- Yeah, that's the only thing I miss.
Brown- Killing people was fun.
They laughed, and I smiled for them.
Jones- Yeah, I also miss my gun.
Brown- And being able to jump over buildings.
But I guess, they are still Agents on the inside. They miss the same things I do.
Jones- Oh, and looking really creepy!
Brown- Seeing fear in humans' eyes.
Jones- Pissing them off, by addressing them with their last names.
Brown- Taking away their mouths
Even I laughed then.
Jones- How about I give you the finger!
Brown- And you give me my phone call!
I was laughing. I was laughing. Me. Maybe I will understand them.
Smith- I miss flying.
Jones- Oh yeah! You could fly for a while there, couldn't you?
Smith- Indeed.
Brown- Lucky bastard.
Smith- Flying was indeed pleasurable.
Jones- I bet.
I just realized something. I did enjoy flying. I did. I did! Why didn't I see this before?
Brown- Oh, Smith!
Jones- Back then you were like, our main objective.
Brown- Yeah, the orders were . . . Um. . .
Jones- Search for the Former Agent Smith
Brown- yeah! He has grown beyond control
Jones- He is a threat
Brown- Destroy the Former Agent Smith.
Smith- Really?
Jones- yeah!
Brown- but whenever we'd send an Agent, you'd just make him a copy.
Jones- Poor, poor, Agent Thompson, he was the first to experience that.
Brown- But he deserved it. Stupid 'upgraded Agents' taking our place.
Smith- Oh yes, I remember that.
Brown- You!
Smith- Yes me, me, me.
Jones- Me too.
Something about being with them. . . Something making everything feel all right. Something making feel okay to feel things. They were my brothers. It was good to see them. Yes it is. I can feel it. Everyone has told me to except things, to become more human. I don't think that can ever happen, but right now. . . Right now I feel good to be with my brothers. I do not know why, but I do not think I'm supposed to. I cannot deny this feeling.
Brown- Agent Johnson was so ticked at you
Jones- Anger is really the only emotion one feels when an Agent.
That was so true. . . I should know.
Then the waitresses brought food for my brothers. Then Jones looked over at me. He picked up something from his plate. It was a banana. He handed it towards me. I stared at it for a moment, then him. For them.
I sighed, grabbing the food. Then I stuffed it in my mouth, and squinted my eyes, ready for a sensation. I chewed the soft substance, and it crawled down my throat. And then there was taste. Giving the taste buds of this robotic body something to do. Sending messages to my programming to give me this feeling. It was intense. It was hard. I started coughing, and gagging. I looked up at Jones and Brown. They were laughing and I started to laugh as well.
Then we had to leave. We said that we would talk to each other soon. And I watched as my brothers walked away. I turned, it was time to go home now. I have to go feed my cat.
I walked through the humans, going back to the building to go home.
Boy- Hey! Which one are you?
I turned, it was that boy from a couple days ago!
Boy- You told me you'd tell me later. So? Which program are you?
I couldn't believe he remembered me.
Smith- Uh. . .
Boy- Well?
Smith- I was. . . I was an Agent.
Boy- Oh, cool. Wanna buy a shirt?
I walked away from them now. Here I am at the entrance of the building. No more Real World. I look up to the sky. I see a black dot fly across the sky. Neo. . .
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Next Chapter: Dreaming Of Then. . .
Sorry it's been so long guys.