She curled her lips up in a smile of satisfaction. All was going to work out well this time. After all, there was an excess of creation programs loose, the people around her loved to do as she bid and those who used to ignore her couldn't help themselves any longer. So many confessions of undying love. Again a smile curved the full lips, this time it was derision. A silly thing, love. It served no useful purpose and it was prone to making things completely unordered. Not that order was something she was fond of, but still, the drastic change in the program she had known all her digital life was astounding. And all because of some glittering stones. Carefully, she opened a draw and withdrew her original wedding ring, it was for appearances only but she really did love the design. Eyes critical, she held it up to her ring finger on her left hand. The beautifully made ring glittered back at her, absolutely identical, right down to the codic style in which it had been created. But the one she wore, now never from her finger, had much more power than she ever realized when she accepted it as a gift. There was a matching necklace, earrings, bracelet and even a delicate anklet. She hid the older ring in the draw again, amongst so much other jewelry she didn't wear anymore. Most was from other versions of the Matrix and others from other time periods she had to play out. Sometimes she wondered why she ever agreed to stay in the wrecked place. But it was in her programming to accompany the ridiculous program through the ages. He would return soon from his latest conquest, grinning because some other idiotic, outdated program had played into his hands, as he knew they would. She sighed, slipping a small diamond stud into her ear. It was a definite benefit to be unable to feel pain, she had decided before the man had become unfaithful. That way she could do anything she liked with her appearance and never worry it was going to cause more than a pleasant distraction for her. But then, pain was almost like love, useless and pointless. Unless used for a decided advantage. The door opened softly and his greeting stirred her code. Oh yes, love and pain were pointless programs and very dangerous. But you couldn't have one without the other and you couldn't understand that until it happened to you. It was such a shame that the One and his Trinity weren't going to live much longer, they had the kind of love not one couple in a cycle had, no matter what those ridiculous fairytales claimed. His fingers ran softly over her skin and she could hardly suppress the delighted shudder that ran through her.
"For you, my love." He said, offering a slice of rich cheesecake. Her smile was more of a smirk and lifting the fork slowly she separated a sliver. His eyes danced with triumph as she raised it gracefully to her lips. But she paused and before he could say a word, the lines of code caused the reactions to occur in him, the fork held now away from his mouth by his wife. She was cunning and she had the right of it, love and pain were inseparable. Completely inter-wound. Purple.
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A/N: This was a sort of pointless chapter, but there you go. Sometimes there have to be pointless chapters, sometimes there has to be humor, sometimes turnabout is fair play… Don't you just love Persephone sometimes? I mean really, she's a bitch but she puts Neo and Trinity's love to the test and it comes out stronger. Ah, the significance of a simple action… Please let me know what you think of this chapter and if anyone has any ideas what to do next, let me know, I need all the help I can get :)
Trinfan: My updates for this story are too slow, I'm really sorry, I've been sidetracked by 'Speak and ye shall find' and my new story 'Behind her melody'. But I will make sure I get more of this up soon, promise. I can't promise it will be good, but it'll be up :)
Beguile: WILL YOU STOP THROWING PROGRAMS IN WITH SMITH!!!??? I mean really? *Sighs heavily* Honestly, who's it going to be next? The Merovingian???!!! And I really hope that Seraph kicks Smith's butt, it would be so cool! Here's more story anyway :) Thank you for the idea about dear, crazy Persephone. She is evil in ETM *shudders*
Gypsy Dancer: Thank you for the permission to keep going my dear. I have to remind you that while you can't change hair colour on a whim, you do it anyway in real life. Sorry if it was a bit confusing, I was confused when I wrote it and liked it so much I didn't organize it :) And this chapter isn't much different! Yay me and my confusedness! DON'T TALK DRAMA TERMS!!!!! Sorry, but I'm having withdrawal symptoms, ok… *Sniffs, before running away to pull on yr. 12 jumper and rock crazily* I am the Drama Queen, I am the Drama Queen, I am the Drama Queen…
MuD: What makes you think Diablo was deleted? I mean, sure he collapsed in a heap of code and… I see your point… But I'm a sucker for romance, do you really think I would let him be deleted? Or do you just want to see a new character introduced? I'll put in another encounter with Smith, who is crazed, sometime soon. So much fun making him mad *grins evilly* And your impatience didn't pay of so there :p