A/N: Thanks heaps to the people who reviewed the first chapter of this fic,
you have no idea how much I love you! (And I don't mean that in a scary
stalker way :P) But really, I am really really grateful :)
Chapter 2
Darkness swirled around the two separate cabins that Neo and Trinity were accommodated in. They both lay awake, both staring at the ceiling, and both pondering over what had just happened.
Neo was attempting to grasp any anger he could summon at the fresh memory of her harsh words, but could find none. All that he could feel was a kind of hollow sadness, and cold...it was freezing without her here. Sighing, he rolled over onto his side. 'What the hell is the point', he asked himself silently, attempting and failing to gather more warmth from the threadbare blankets. There was no point, not without her...but he couldn't exactly go and apologize, because it was her who had yelled at him. He wanted to make it right...but he just couldn't bring himself to go and do it.
A similar feeling of hopeless regret churned inside of Trinity's stomach, but also anger. Maybe the anger was artificial, but it stopped her from crawling out of her cot and apologizing for what she'd said. It was stupid she knew, but all these new emotions caused by him...they were overwhelming... Closing her eyes again, she grasped the blanket tightly around her shoulders, and attempted to sleep.
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It was already 3 am, but Rosie wasn't ready to sleep yet. It felt good not having anyone bossing her around, telling her what to do all the time. She was so glad when she'd turned 18, and even gladder when she moved out halfway through the year. Living on her own was fun, in a lonerish kind of way.
The computer monitor shone in the gloom of her bedroom, humming softly as it processed information. She was almost sure she had it this time. William, an old friend of hers, had helped her process a chip. He said that if you implanted the information into somebody's brain, they would lose their memory. He said it was kind of like formatting the mind. Rosie had played on the idea of the chip, and decided she liked...no loved, the idea. It was perfect, it was ingenious, it was going to work...it had to.
She jumped slightly when her screen flashed black, then white, then black again. A screen came up. One she'd never seen before, and she just knew by instinct that this must be it. Fingers shaking violently, she snatched the chip off her desk and implanted it into a special makeshift disc drive next to the monitor. The information came up, as a file labeled 'memlos'. Rosie rather liked it, it sounded like a virus, a deadly destructive virus.
Grinning like crazy, Rosie shakily selected a few files until she found one with all the information that each crewmember knew inside of the matrix. She was required to input a password as she clicked over his...Neo's...name. Luckily William had prepared her for this, and she passed over it without any trouble.
'Now to finalize it', she murmured quietly to herself, eyes gleaming coldly as she dragged the 'memlos' file into Neo's information.
Nothing happened. It just sat there among the rest of the files, just like normal. But then a few seconds later, her screen went blank. Just like that. Totally blank.
Adrenaline surged through her veins, and she backed away from the computer slowly. Everything had gone exactly to plan...now she just had to call William and tell him.
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A/N: Rosie is an evil bitch. I have ideas, many ideas, for this...this morning I felt totally hopeless, like I would never ever finish this chapter...but I have hahaha...^_^
So, I hope you like it. Its not as good as some of the fics on this site, but I try you know.
I'll be off to school tomorrow, wish me luck.
Luv, Nyx
Chapter 2
Darkness swirled around the two separate cabins that Neo and Trinity were accommodated in. They both lay awake, both staring at the ceiling, and both pondering over what had just happened.
Neo was attempting to grasp any anger he could summon at the fresh memory of her harsh words, but could find none. All that he could feel was a kind of hollow sadness, and cold...it was freezing without her here. Sighing, he rolled over onto his side. 'What the hell is the point', he asked himself silently, attempting and failing to gather more warmth from the threadbare blankets. There was no point, not without her...but he couldn't exactly go and apologize, because it was her who had yelled at him. He wanted to make it right...but he just couldn't bring himself to go and do it.
A similar feeling of hopeless regret churned inside of Trinity's stomach, but also anger. Maybe the anger was artificial, but it stopped her from crawling out of her cot and apologizing for what she'd said. It was stupid she knew, but all these new emotions caused by him...they were overwhelming... Closing her eyes again, she grasped the blanket tightly around her shoulders, and attempted to sleep.
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It was already 3 am, but Rosie wasn't ready to sleep yet. It felt good not having anyone bossing her around, telling her what to do all the time. She was so glad when she'd turned 18, and even gladder when she moved out halfway through the year. Living on her own was fun, in a lonerish kind of way.
The computer monitor shone in the gloom of her bedroom, humming softly as it processed information. She was almost sure she had it this time. William, an old friend of hers, had helped her process a chip. He said that if you implanted the information into somebody's brain, they would lose their memory. He said it was kind of like formatting the mind. Rosie had played on the idea of the chip, and decided she liked...no loved, the idea. It was perfect, it was ingenious, it was going to work...it had to.
She jumped slightly when her screen flashed black, then white, then black again. A screen came up. One she'd never seen before, and she just knew by instinct that this must be it. Fingers shaking violently, she snatched the chip off her desk and implanted it into a special makeshift disc drive next to the monitor. The information came up, as a file labeled 'memlos'. Rosie rather liked it, it sounded like a virus, a deadly destructive virus.
Grinning like crazy, Rosie shakily selected a few files until she found one with all the information that each crewmember knew inside of the matrix. She was required to input a password as she clicked over his...Neo's...name. Luckily William had prepared her for this, and she passed over it without any trouble.
'Now to finalize it', she murmured quietly to herself, eyes gleaming coldly as she dragged the 'memlos' file into Neo's information.
Nothing happened. It just sat there among the rest of the files, just like normal. But then a few seconds later, her screen went blank. Just like that. Totally blank.
Adrenaline surged through her veins, and she backed away from the computer slowly. Everything had gone exactly to plan...now she just had to call William and tell him.
********
A/N: Rosie is an evil bitch. I have ideas, many ideas, for this...this morning I felt totally hopeless, like I would never ever finish this chapter...but I have hahaha...^_^
So, I hope you like it. Its not as good as some of the fics on this site, but I try you know.
I'll be off to school tomorrow, wish me luck.
Luv, Nyx