Sorry about the delay guys! The reason is that I wasn't sure if this was
too weird or not. I decided to publish it anyway, but if it IS too weird
let me know and I'll change it.
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Trinity was standing in the street, a fierce wind whipping back her coat and dark hair around flaming, streaming eyes, her gun pointed squarely at the forehead of the centre agent.
"YOU KILLED HIM!!" Her voice was shaking, tortured.
The agent smiled. "No, I think you'll find-"
BANG!
The bullet shot straight through the agent's brain, and he crumpled to the ground, shimmering as the agent left the vessel to reveal its true identity.
"-that you did" said the remaining agent. Trinity looked down at the form at her feet.
It was Neo
She spun to look where she had left Neo lying. His form was still there, then it wobbled, and disappeared to leave her staring at the empty asphalt. She looked back at the agent she'd shot. It was Neo. Or it looked like Neo. It couldn't really be Neo.
No.
It couldn't be Neo.
The remaining agent smiled and kicked at the still form on the ground. Its shirt fell open to reveal -
Scars. Scars left from being shot eight times in the chest at point-blank range. His reminder of Smith.
Only Trinity knew about those scars.
"No. . . " she moaned, gun arm falling limply to her side. She had- she had-
"You killed him!" mimicked the agent, eyes mocking. He stepped back.
"You killed him."
His lips curved in a smile and then, inexplicably, he was gone.
Trinity didn't care. She staggered over to Neo and fell to her knees beside him. Laying her head on his chest she began to sob uncontrollably, great racking sobs that left her gasping. She called like a lost child.
"Neo. Neo!"
But there was no answer
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Trinity was standing in the street, a fierce wind whipping back her coat and dark hair around flaming, streaming eyes, her gun pointed squarely at the forehead of the centre agent.
"YOU KILLED HIM!!" Her voice was shaking, tortured.
The agent smiled. "No, I think you'll find-"
BANG!
The bullet shot straight through the agent's brain, and he crumpled to the ground, shimmering as the agent left the vessel to reveal its true identity.
"-that you did" said the remaining agent. Trinity looked down at the form at her feet.
It was Neo
She spun to look where she had left Neo lying. His form was still there, then it wobbled, and disappeared to leave her staring at the empty asphalt. She looked back at the agent she'd shot. It was Neo. Or it looked like Neo. It couldn't really be Neo.
No.
It couldn't be Neo.
The remaining agent smiled and kicked at the still form on the ground. Its shirt fell open to reveal -
Scars. Scars left from being shot eight times in the chest at point-blank range. His reminder of Smith.
Only Trinity knew about those scars.
"No. . . " she moaned, gun arm falling limply to her side. She had- she had-
"You killed him!" mimicked the agent, eyes mocking. He stepped back.
"You killed him."
His lips curved in a smile and then, inexplicably, he was gone.
Trinity didn't care. She staggered over to Neo and fell to her knees beside him. Laying her head on his chest she began to sob uncontrollably, great racking sobs that left her gasping. She called like a lost child.
"Neo. Neo!"
But there was no answer