Go Away
He didn't wake her. He couldn't. He just wanted to stare at her, watch her sleep, let her be. She was so beautiful when she was this peaceful.
Today she would be gone, let her be.
But it had to be like this. It had to.
It was the best for the both of them. Smith found himself turning his back on her, and walking through the empty building. Outside its walls was the world he knew. The world she knew. The world he would conquer. The world he had to go to. He couldn't stay here with her. He had to remember what it was like before his Kat. He had to remember that program, that Exile, that. . . That Agent. Somehow Smith felt he had lost something. And as he wanders aimlessly, he remembers Mr. Anderson. This is what he has chosen. This hatred, this disgusts. This is all he could know from now on. He couldn't keep his Kat, his little human, he couldn't let her see him killing her kind, and enjoying it. He couldn't let the clones see her that much. He had to protect her, and make her leave. And he couldn't wait until this emotion of bliss. This emotion he believes is not real, is gone.
And then he stops. He doesn't want to forget his love. This feeling he has never known before. This. . . This. . . amazing thing. She was his, his Kat. No one but his. And he takes off his shades. He couldn't be like this.
Then he felt smooth hands grab his hands. He looked over at her, and she was forcing a smile at him. He only looked away. And she turned to him, and grabbed his shoulders, and kissed him on the cheek. And he stood motionless, emotionless, just as an Agent should. She stopped, and saw him hiding his blue eyes away from him.
"Smith. . ." She said.
He closed his eyes, and lowered his head to hit hers.
"Yes, Kat?" He asked.
And they stood together. She fell onto his chest, a tie clip hitting the side of her face.
"Smith." She whispered.
Smith began to gently rock them, as he put her in his arms. Just enjoy this one more time. Feel this emotion, embrace it, then let it go. . .
He kissed her on the forehead.
Let her go.
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"Smokeswind!" Trevor cried.
Smokeswind turned to him.
"What?" Smokeswind asked innocently.
"What's he doing?" Trevor commanded.
"Who?"
"Smith!"
"Oh, I'm not sure, but everything seems alright for now. Nothing out of the norm."
"When are you planning to leave?"
"I thought we agreed tonight."
"Tonight!?"
"If you're so anxious you do it!"
Trevor turned away. Smokeswind rolled his eyes.
Trevor couldn't wait any longer. Save what he thought was his from a Virus. A program gone mad in a suit. He just wanted Kat back. He just wanted Smith dead, and he could claim victory as killing the thing. He ran over to the consoles with the code, and he tapped his finger impatiently on the dashboard.
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He gently ran his fingers through his hand, and her little ring. She sat in his lap, with the window open. It brought sunlight into the darkened room. He grabbed her hand tightly, and kissed her.
"Smith. . ."
"Yes?" He looked down at her.
"What are you going to do. . . You know, when I leave?" Kat asked.
Smith froze. He stayed silent, and looked at the wall. He couldn't tell her, not everything. He couldn't let her know. But she already knew.
"You already know what I'm going to do." Smith finally said.
Kat didn't say anything, and Smith thought she would look away. But he found her falling into his arms. She rested on his shoulders, and he could feel her breathing. He held her tightly.
"Kill Mr. Anderson." Kat stated.
Smith didn't say anything.
"Why?" Kat whispered.
"It is too difficult to explain. . ." Smith said.
"Please. . . Try."
He looked over at her, and held her hand.
"I've killed so many. . ." He said softly. "I've smelled all of you for so long. And he. . . He took away everything I had to go on."
"Purpose." She whispered.
"Yes. . . Purpose."
Smith set Kat on the couch on her back, and she watched as he hovered above her.
"He went inside me. I could feel him. . .I could feel his code, and no matter how hard I tried. . . I couldn't get him to stop." Smith said.
"Stop what?"
"Killing me." Smith pushed on Kat's chest. "That's wear it hurt the most. Right there, and then it spread like a Virus throughout my code." He pushed down harder on her. "And it began tearing my code. He began cutting me from the inside out. And I couldn't help but scream."
Smith laid down next to his Kat.
"No one came after that. I woke up, and Jones and Brown had run. No one came to help me, to explain to me what had happened, or why my chest was still in pain. . . And I only had me." He said.
She listened to him.
"I never knew. . ." She whispered to him.
"No one does." Smith replied strongly.
She turned to her side to face him. She stared deeply into his blue eyes. She could hear it in his voice, and see it in his eyes. There was so much pain. She hugged him, and wondered if she was helping. He felt dead in her arms, unlike before. Was speaking about this hurting him?
"You can't kill, Neo. . ." She whispered in his ear.
"I have to."
That was all she did to try and make him stop from killing mankind's messiah. She wasn't going to argue. She wasn't going to protest. If they are meant to win this war, then they'll win. If Zion is destroyed, it is destroyed. All she knew was she wasn't going to die. She couldn't. She had too much to stay for. All she knew was now she was with Smith. That's all she needed to think about.
She knew who this man was. This program, Agent, Virus. She knew he was Smith, the program that killed and is said to enjoy it. She knows right now his clones are out there, and they're killing people. The innocent are being killed. This man even had the nerve to still wear a suit around her. But she knew if he took it off, he would forget what he is. This suit is in a way a part of him, just as she is now. She knows he will most likely be the end of all of humanity, if not the machines. He was going to kill Neo, The One. He was going to stop humanity's last hope. This man, this program she now is in the arms of, should kill her right now. This should have all been Smith toying with her. This should be Smith just enjoying a human seeing this love was lie. It should be that Smith would smiled at her as she died, as she felt the energy sucked out of her, and being copied. It should, but isn't. This is the man she loves. The man she will never leave. He may kill, but she is his now. He isn't heartless, he isn't cold. She made him gentle. She made him love.
She leaned over and kissed him.
Then she looked down at her ring. A ring that wasn't even there. It wasn't on her finger, it wasn't real. She'll leave the Matrix, and it won't be there anymore. She would miss it. She will feel wrong without it. But she knows, she believes, that when Zion is still there, she will jack in, and she will have this ring on.
"Tell me. . ." He whispered.
"Tell you want?" She asked, closing her eyes.
"What is it like to feel the rain? What is it like to feel the cold, and the wind? The sun? What is it like outside of here?" Smith said staring at her.
Yes, questions he never knew the answers to. He was a program, and he was part of this system. And he couldn't feel it all. Questions he shouldn't know the answers to, things he almost didn't want to know. But his curiosity always seemed to get the best of him.
Kat slowly opened her eyes, and put her arms around him. She kissed him, and kissed him. He allowed her to take this control, and he had never felt such a thing before. She just kissed him.
"That is what the sun feels like." She whispered.
"I like the sun." Smith said.
Kat smiled, and fell onto his chest. Smith loosened his tie for her, and put his arms around her.
"And this is the rain. . ." Kat whispered.
Smith didn't understand, until he felt her crying. He froze, before holding her tighter, and closing his eyes. Crying is a weakness. And even in his love, he couldn't cry. But he wanted to.
Tonight Smith's Kat would have to go. And in the apartment where Kat once screamed to be freed, where she almost died, and Smith took care of her, there, they were together. Together for now, and for now had to be long enough.
"I'll come back, Smith. I promise. . . I promise. . . I promise. . ." Kat whispered through her tears.
"No, Kat, please, no. . ."
But she kept repeating, and repeating through her tears.
He wasn't Agent Smith to her, he wasn't an Agent. He was her savior, her love. And she couldn't let go. She couldn't let go, even though Smith already had.
And they held each other, as the sun that Smith couldn't feel soon turned to the night. Smith wiped his Kat's tears.
He wanted her to stop crying. He was trying to make the tears stop coming. But she only cried more. He wanted to make the pain go away, the pain he knew all too well. He didn't want her to believe her purpose was with him, he knew it wasn't. He couldn't let her stay with him, he couldn't let her hurt.
No more pain. No more. Go away, Kat. Feel no more.
Smith kissed her, and held her, brushed her hair, and felt her skin. He tried to make it go away. Tried to make her stop. But even he couldn't.
Even he didn't want to accept the inevitable.
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"Is this where we meet them?" Kat asked.
"Yes."
They waited in an alley for Kat's crew. This was it. No more. No more. And Kat couldn't help but stare at him. He looked like he did when he first met him. He stood straight, emotionless, with those damn shades on. She swallowed hard, knowing that was Smith.
She turned to him, and held his hand, but he stepped away. He knew he couldn't allow her crewmembers to see this. He didn't even look at her for a long time. This would be the end. Smith would be able to leave her now, and go on. This emotion should stop. He should go on. He'll go to the Oracle, and copy her, he will go on. Copy the entire city. Kill Mr. Anderson. That's all. That's all.
"Smith. . ?" Kat asked.
Smith lowered his head.
"I'm sorry." Was all he said.
Then the door opened at the other end of the alley, and Smokeswind, Halo, and Haler walked out.
"Kat!" Smokeswind called.
Kat shrugged.
The trio ran to her, and slowed down as they saw the Agent.
"Has he hurt you?" Smokeswind demanded.
Kat shook her head.
"Well, Smith. . ." Smokeswind began.
"Mr. Shepard." Smith nodded to Smokeswind.
Smokeswind's eyes widened at the sound of hearing his old name. That's when he felt for the serum in his jacket pocket.
Smith lowered his head, and pushed Kat forward to them.
"I've caused her no harm, I've done nothing to her. Take her now." Smith said strongly.
Kat looked over at him in shock, and he ignored it. Halo grabbed Kat, and asked her again and again if she was all right. But she couldn't help but look at Smith.
"Now if you will excuse me, I have other things I must attend to." Smith started to turn his back, and walk away.
Smokeswind, smiled. He grabbed the serum, and ran for the Agent. And he jumped on the former Agent. The green serum was injected into his neck.
"Smith!" Kat yelled. "Smith! God, Smith!"
She started running for her love, and time slowed down. Halo and Haler grabbed her, and she screamed for her owner. She trashed around, and tried to let her go.
And Smith's eyes widened as the code was injected into his. All the sudden the Agent was dizzy. His vision blurred as he turned to the Virus that did this to him. He stood tall, and stumbled as he punched the rebel into the brick wall behind him. Smokeswind was unconscious in seconds. The serum should have worked instantly, but he was still dangerous.
Smith bent over to his knees, and held his neck. He looked over at his screaming Kat. He saw rain in her eyes. His vision still blurred, and it was beginning to become harder to breath.
"Smith! Smith!" Kat finally ran to him.
What had they done to him? Were they trying to kill him? No, they couldn't. She couldn't let them. She'd heal her owner's wounds, she would have to.
He breathed deeply and stood tall. It made Kat stop in her tracks.
"Get away, Virus!" He yelled at Kat.
Smith shook his head, and tried to focus, tried to make the pain of the serum go away. Just for this moment.
"Get away, you burden!" Smith spat.
"Smith?" Kat asked.
Smith could see Halo and Haler looking at him. He turned back at Kat, he couldn't let her stay. She had to go. She had to go now. For the both of them. It would hurt. But time should heal. It should.
"No, Kat. No. Go away! This is not wear you belong!" Smith yelled.
Kat took a step closer to him.
"But Smith, what about. . ?" Kat asked.
Smith laughed.
"Do you really believe I'd really go to your level? Do you really believe I felt those things!? You are the cause of all this! Why would I even consider feeling for you!? You disgusting creature, you plague, cancer of your own world!" Smith screamed, and tried to sound like Smith.
Kat stepped closer to him, crying. She grabbed his hand, and he snatched it out of her. He grabbed her by the shoulders.
"Go away!" He yelled at her. And all at once, as fast as it had appeared, his expression changed. His scowl died, and relaxed into a thin strict line across his face. He became unusually a calm tense. He neared her closer, and spoke in a seemingly calm voice.
"Yes. Stay. Stay here then with me. You're different than the others. You've shown me what REAL love is. What REAL emotion is. It is true. Sometimes I do let my curiosity get the better of me." His grip on her shoulders tightened, but his voice strained to stay calm. "You know what though.... There's one thing I have never known. And I've just been DYING to find out exactly what that is." He stared directly at the beginning of her cleavage, where the skin reaches into the shirt.
"And that is, what you girls always hide under these revealing shards of fabric," Smith ripped Kat's shirt open, revealing a gray lace bra.
"Must be important otherwise there wouldn't be TWO layers of clothing covering it now would it!?" He roared in her face. Kat was taken back by a sudden chilling breeze she felt when Smith tore her shirt wide open.
"See this? See now? See why I kept you? You were right Kat! I was curious, I was curious to see what your emotions would be like. See? See what your insipid emotions have lead me to do!? Have lead me to this!? Is this what love is like, Kat? You're still not answering. Why not? Are you scared? Why are you scared? Why? WHY WHY!?
He started hurting her, all to set her free. He had to destroy the village to save it. Hurt her, set her free. Make her leave him. Make the pain go away. Make her understand this could never be.
He ripped at her clothing, and bruised her arms.
All the while, she never screamed.
"It was all a trick! Don't you see!? A trick, I needed to see what it was like through the eyes of a human! I needed to understand! I thank you for showing me that. But now, go away!" He held her closely. He whispered. "Please go away."
And as Halo and Haler ran to her, and grab her away from him. She stared at him. She still loved him.
She couldn't believe this. This wasn't her Smith. This wasn't him. It wasn't a trick, she could see it in his eyes. She had to believe that, she had to. That's all she had left. That's all she needed.
And Smith started running from the eyes that rained. The eyes he could never look at again. He tried running. And he grabbed his neck, the serum was taking affect. He soon fell to his knees in the darkness, and he could still hear Kat, calling his name.
"Smith! Smith, no! No! No!" Her voice echoed.
Smith started walking again. He had to leave her, he had to. And as the serum started to destroy his code. He fought back. He wasn't going to let this kill him. He still walked as his vision blurred. He wasn't going to die though. He wasn't going to die.
He had too much to live for now.
He remembered his Kat.
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Next Chapter: I'm Sorry
Thank you to THE CHOSEN SHADOW
To whom this chapter is credited! yay!
Beautifully done Katt *wink wink*
Thank you!! ^_^
He didn't wake her. He couldn't. He just wanted to stare at her, watch her sleep, let her be. She was so beautiful when she was this peaceful.
Today she would be gone, let her be.
But it had to be like this. It had to.
It was the best for the both of them. Smith found himself turning his back on her, and walking through the empty building. Outside its walls was the world he knew. The world she knew. The world he would conquer. The world he had to go to. He couldn't stay here with her. He had to remember what it was like before his Kat. He had to remember that program, that Exile, that. . . That Agent. Somehow Smith felt he had lost something. And as he wanders aimlessly, he remembers Mr. Anderson. This is what he has chosen. This hatred, this disgusts. This is all he could know from now on. He couldn't keep his Kat, his little human, he couldn't let her see him killing her kind, and enjoying it. He couldn't let the clones see her that much. He had to protect her, and make her leave. And he couldn't wait until this emotion of bliss. This emotion he believes is not real, is gone.
And then he stops. He doesn't want to forget his love. This feeling he has never known before. This. . . This. . . amazing thing. She was his, his Kat. No one but his. And he takes off his shades. He couldn't be like this.
Then he felt smooth hands grab his hands. He looked over at her, and she was forcing a smile at him. He only looked away. And she turned to him, and grabbed his shoulders, and kissed him on the cheek. And he stood motionless, emotionless, just as an Agent should. She stopped, and saw him hiding his blue eyes away from him.
"Smith. . ." She said.
He closed his eyes, and lowered his head to hit hers.
"Yes, Kat?" He asked.
And they stood together. She fell onto his chest, a tie clip hitting the side of her face.
"Smith." She whispered.
Smith began to gently rock them, as he put her in his arms. Just enjoy this one more time. Feel this emotion, embrace it, then let it go. . .
He kissed her on the forehead.
Let her go.
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"Smokeswind!" Trevor cried.
Smokeswind turned to him.
"What?" Smokeswind asked innocently.
"What's he doing?" Trevor commanded.
"Who?"
"Smith!"
"Oh, I'm not sure, but everything seems alright for now. Nothing out of the norm."
"When are you planning to leave?"
"I thought we agreed tonight."
"Tonight!?"
"If you're so anxious you do it!"
Trevor turned away. Smokeswind rolled his eyes.
Trevor couldn't wait any longer. Save what he thought was his from a Virus. A program gone mad in a suit. He just wanted Kat back. He just wanted Smith dead, and he could claim victory as killing the thing. He ran over to the consoles with the code, and he tapped his finger impatiently on the dashboard.
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He gently ran his fingers through his hand, and her little ring. She sat in his lap, with the window open. It brought sunlight into the darkened room. He grabbed her hand tightly, and kissed her.
"Smith. . ."
"Yes?" He looked down at her.
"What are you going to do. . . You know, when I leave?" Kat asked.
Smith froze. He stayed silent, and looked at the wall. He couldn't tell her, not everything. He couldn't let her know. But she already knew.
"You already know what I'm going to do." Smith finally said.
Kat didn't say anything, and Smith thought she would look away. But he found her falling into his arms. She rested on his shoulders, and he could feel her breathing. He held her tightly.
"Kill Mr. Anderson." Kat stated.
Smith didn't say anything.
"Why?" Kat whispered.
"It is too difficult to explain. . ." Smith said.
"Please. . . Try."
He looked over at her, and held her hand.
"I've killed so many. . ." He said softly. "I've smelled all of you for so long. And he. . . He took away everything I had to go on."
"Purpose." She whispered.
"Yes. . . Purpose."
Smith set Kat on the couch on her back, and she watched as he hovered above her.
"He went inside me. I could feel him. . .I could feel his code, and no matter how hard I tried. . . I couldn't get him to stop." Smith said.
"Stop what?"
"Killing me." Smith pushed on Kat's chest. "That's wear it hurt the most. Right there, and then it spread like a Virus throughout my code." He pushed down harder on her. "And it began tearing my code. He began cutting me from the inside out. And I couldn't help but scream."
Smith laid down next to his Kat.
"No one came after that. I woke up, and Jones and Brown had run. No one came to help me, to explain to me what had happened, or why my chest was still in pain. . . And I only had me." He said.
She listened to him.
"I never knew. . ." She whispered to him.
"No one does." Smith replied strongly.
She turned to her side to face him. She stared deeply into his blue eyes. She could hear it in his voice, and see it in his eyes. There was so much pain. She hugged him, and wondered if she was helping. He felt dead in her arms, unlike before. Was speaking about this hurting him?
"You can't kill, Neo. . ." She whispered in his ear.
"I have to."
That was all she did to try and make him stop from killing mankind's messiah. She wasn't going to argue. She wasn't going to protest. If they are meant to win this war, then they'll win. If Zion is destroyed, it is destroyed. All she knew was she wasn't going to die. She couldn't. She had too much to stay for. All she knew was now she was with Smith. That's all she needed to think about.
She knew who this man was. This program, Agent, Virus. She knew he was Smith, the program that killed and is said to enjoy it. She knows right now his clones are out there, and they're killing people. The innocent are being killed. This man even had the nerve to still wear a suit around her. But she knew if he took it off, he would forget what he is. This suit is in a way a part of him, just as she is now. She knows he will most likely be the end of all of humanity, if not the machines. He was going to kill Neo, The One. He was going to stop humanity's last hope. This man, this program she now is in the arms of, should kill her right now. This should have all been Smith toying with her. This should be Smith just enjoying a human seeing this love was lie. It should be that Smith would smiled at her as she died, as she felt the energy sucked out of her, and being copied. It should, but isn't. This is the man she loves. The man she will never leave. He may kill, but she is his now. He isn't heartless, he isn't cold. She made him gentle. She made him love.
She leaned over and kissed him.
Then she looked down at her ring. A ring that wasn't even there. It wasn't on her finger, it wasn't real. She'll leave the Matrix, and it won't be there anymore. She would miss it. She will feel wrong without it. But she knows, she believes, that when Zion is still there, she will jack in, and she will have this ring on.
"Tell me. . ." He whispered.
"Tell you want?" She asked, closing her eyes.
"What is it like to feel the rain? What is it like to feel the cold, and the wind? The sun? What is it like outside of here?" Smith said staring at her.
Yes, questions he never knew the answers to. He was a program, and he was part of this system. And he couldn't feel it all. Questions he shouldn't know the answers to, things he almost didn't want to know. But his curiosity always seemed to get the best of him.
Kat slowly opened her eyes, and put her arms around him. She kissed him, and kissed him. He allowed her to take this control, and he had never felt such a thing before. She just kissed him.
"That is what the sun feels like." She whispered.
"I like the sun." Smith said.
Kat smiled, and fell onto his chest. Smith loosened his tie for her, and put his arms around her.
"And this is the rain. . ." Kat whispered.
Smith didn't understand, until he felt her crying. He froze, before holding her tighter, and closing his eyes. Crying is a weakness. And even in his love, he couldn't cry. But he wanted to.
Tonight Smith's Kat would have to go. And in the apartment where Kat once screamed to be freed, where she almost died, and Smith took care of her, there, they were together. Together for now, and for now had to be long enough.
"I'll come back, Smith. I promise. . . I promise. . . I promise. . ." Kat whispered through her tears.
"No, Kat, please, no. . ."
But she kept repeating, and repeating through her tears.
He wasn't Agent Smith to her, he wasn't an Agent. He was her savior, her love. And she couldn't let go. She couldn't let go, even though Smith already had.
And they held each other, as the sun that Smith couldn't feel soon turned to the night. Smith wiped his Kat's tears.
He wanted her to stop crying. He was trying to make the tears stop coming. But she only cried more. He wanted to make the pain go away, the pain he knew all too well. He didn't want her to believe her purpose was with him, he knew it wasn't. He couldn't let her stay with him, he couldn't let her hurt.
No more pain. No more. Go away, Kat. Feel no more.
Smith kissed her, and held her, brushed her hair, and felt her skin. He tried to make it go away. Tried to make her stop. But even he couldn't.
Even he didn't want to accept the inevitable.
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"Is this where we meet them?" Kat asked.
"Yes."
They waited in an alley for Kat's crew. This was it. No more. No more. And Kat couldn't help but stare at him. He looked like he did when he first met him. He stood straight, emotionless, with those damn shades on. She swallowed hard, knowing that was Smith.
She turned to him, and held his hand, but he stepped away. He knew he couldn't allow her crewmembers to see this. He didn't even look at her for a long time. This would be the end. Smith would be able to leave her now, and go on. This emotion should stop. He should go on. He'll go to the Oracle, and copy her, he will go on. Copy the entire city. Kill Mr. Anderson. That's all. That's all.
"Smith. . ?" Kat asked.
Smith lowered his head.
"I'm sorry." Was all he said.
Then the door opened at the other end of the alley, and Smokeswind, Halo, and Haler walked out.
"Kat!" Smokeswind called.
Kat shrugged.
The trio ran to her, and slowed down as they saw the Agent.
"Has he hurt you?" Smokeswind demanded.
Kat shook her head.
"Well, Smith. . ." Smokeswind began.
"Mr. Shepard." Smith nodded to Smokeswind.
Smokeswind's eyes widened at the sound of hearing his old name. That's when he felt for the serum in his jacket pocket.
Smith lowered his head, and pushed Kat forward to them.
"I've caused her no harm, I've done nothing to her. Take her now." Smith said strongly.
Kat looked over at him in shock, and he ignored it. Halo grabbed Kat, and asked her again and again if she was all right. But she couldn't help but look at Smith.
"Now if you will excuse me, I have other things I must attend to." Smith started to turn his back, and walk away.
Smokeswind, smiled. He grabbed the serum, and ran for the Agent. And he jumped on the former Agent. The green serum was injected into his neck.
"Smith!" Kat yelled. "Smith! God, Smith!"
She started running for her love, and time slowed down. Halo and Haler grabbed her, and she screamed for her owner. She trashed around, and tried to let her go.
And Smith's eyes widened as the code was injected into his. All the sudden the Agent was dizzy. His vision blurred as he turned to the Virus that did this to him. He stood tall, and stumbled as he punched the rebel into the brick wall behind him. Smokeswind was unconscious in seconds. The serum should have worked instantly, but he was still dangerous.
Smith bent over to his knees, and held his neck. He looked over at his screaming Kat. He saw rain in her eyes. His vision still blurred, and it was beginning to become harder to breath.
"Smith! Smith!" Kat finally ran to him.
What had they done to him? Were they trying to kill him? No, they couldn't. She couldn't let them. She'd heal her owner's wounds, she would have to.
He breathed deeply and stood tall. It made Kat stop in her tracks.
"Get away, Virus!" He yelled at Kat.
Smith shook his head, and tried to focus, tried to make the pain of the serum go away. Just for this moment.
"Get away, you burden!" Smith spat.
"Smith?" Kat asked.
Smith could see Halo and Haler looking at him. He turned back at Kat, he couldn't let her stay. She had to go. She had to go now. For the both of them. It would hurt. But time should heal. It should.
"No, Kat. No. Go away! This is not wear you belong!" Smith yelled.
Kat took a step closer to him.
"But Smith, what about. . ?" Kat asked.
Smith laughed.
"Do you really believe I'd really go to your level? Do you really believe I felt those things!? You are the cause of all this! Why would I even consider feeling for you!? You disgusting creature, you plague, cancer of your own world!" Smith screamed, and tried to sound like Smith.
Kat stepped closer to him, crying. She grabbed his hand, and he snatched it out of her. He grabbed her by the shoulders.
"Go away!" He yelled at her. And all at once, as fast as it had appeared, his expression changed. His scowl died, and relaxed into a thin strict line across his face. He became unusually a calm tense. He neared her closer, and spoke in a seemingly calm voice.
"Yes. Stay. Stay here then with me. You're different than the others. You've shown me what REAL love is. What REAL emotion is. It is true. Sometimes I do let my curiosity get the better of me." His grip on her shoulders tightened, but his voice strained to stay calm. "You know what though.... There's one thing I have never known. And I've just been DYING to find out exactly what that is." He stared directly at the beginning of her cleavage, where the skin reaches into the shirt.
"And that is, what you girls always hide under these revealing shards of fabric," Smith ripped Kat's shirt open, revealing a gray lace bra.
"Must be important otherwise there wouldn't be TWO layers of clothing covering it now would it!?" He roared in her face. Kat was taken back by a sudden chilling breeze she felt when Smith tore her shirt wide open.
"See this? See now? See why I kept you? You were right Kat! I was curious, I was curious to see what your emotions would be like. See? See what your insipid emotions have lead me to do!? Have lead me to this!? Is this what love is like, Kat? You're still not answering. Why not? Are you scared? Why are you scared? Why? WHY WHY!?
He started hurting her, all to set her free. He had to destroy the village to save it. Hurt her, set her free. Make her leave him. Make the pain go away. Make her understand this could never be.
He ripped at her clothing, and bruised her arms.
All the while, she never screamed.
"It was all a trick! Don't you see!? A trick, I needed to see what it was like through the eyes of a human! I needed to understand! I thank you for showing me that. But now, go away!" He held her closely. He whispered. "Please go away."
And as Halo and Haler ran to her, and grab her away from him. She stared at him. She still loved him.
She couldn't believe this. This wasn't her Smith. This wasn't him. It wasn't a trick, she could see it in his eyes. She had to believe that, she had to. That's all she had left. That's all she needed.
And Smith started running from the eyes that rained. The eyes he could never look at again. He tried running. And he grabbed his neck, the serum was taking affect. He soon fell to his knees in the darkness, and he could still hear Kat, calling his name.
"Smith! Smith, no! No! No!" Her voice echoed.
Smith started walking again. He had to leave her, he had to. And as the serum started to destroy his code. He fought back. He wasn't going to let this kill him. He still walked as his vision blurred. He wasn't going to die though. He wasn't going to die.
He had too much to live for now.
He remembered his Kat.
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Next Chapter: I'm Sorry
Thank you to THE CHOSEN SHADOW
To whom this chapter is credited! yay!
Beautifully done Katt *wink wink*
Thank you!! ^_^