Rated: PG-13 for Language, Violence and Sexuality (but not yet lol…)
Well, I finally got to rewriting this story (if you want the original email me and I'll send it to you), after seeing Reloaded, I noticed well hell, the plot characters are WAY to much like mine, and if fact what LITTLE plot there is, is in my story to, and it just TORE THIS STORY TO BITS, all my creativity WHOOOSH, so I changed it, this is 'the One' BEFORE Neo, but I'm thinking that Neo isn't needed, whether this 'One' fails or not I haven't decided. So new names for everyone see if you can guess who is who, but the have barely been mentioned.
Oh, I didn't have the heart to change Mouse's name *sigh* sorry guys, the beginning is VERY different, my whole escape needed something exciting, lol, oh and yes, these people are people I go to school with EVERYDAY.
Don't you think it's freaky when you write the same lines that are in a movie you haven't even seen yet? That's what happened with Reloaded *growl*
Disclaimer: I don't own the Matrix (but I do own Enter the Matrix! And the soundtracks! *grin*), other then that idea this is mine. DON'T SUE ME! *lol*
p.s. the year is like 1989, yeah I know but it's set in where and when I am now just DEAL lol
Zion has been destroyed
Rebooting 0846-59-281224-00237
Setting rebirth in one hundred years
Calculating…
Set for…
Warning
ERROR
System Reset
Rebirth
Warning
ERROR
The Matrix has been reset
Rebirth
ERROR
SYSTEM FAILURE
C; \EXIT MAINFRAME OF THE MATRIX
90 years, 167 days, 17 hours, 36 minutes, 7 seconds later…
"Damn alarm clock," I said as it blared on and on. I was forgetting my dream, "no don't forget, please don't let me forget…"
It was too late, it was gone, but it seemed so real, to real. I walked over and stopped the alarm. It was Monday, only Monday? The weekend had been normal, highlight being what it had always been, sleeping in, and remembering those dreams. The dreams might as well be reality.
High school sucks, I don't care if everyone says it's the greatest time of your life. It just sucks, at least when a freshman it sucks. The hallways are just a blur and all you wish is that you don't die of boredom during Spanish class. Every day is the same, every week the same, the utter pointlessness of life settles in. You are born you wish you went to school, you go to school you wish you worked, you work and you wish you could retire, you retire and you wait to die. Isn't this a great life?
There has to be something worth living for in this desolate world, there must be more. The only little glimmer of hope in this crazy world called high school was theater class. This is the class where Mr. Shailer brings us into his world, his crazy ideas about reality. Virtual and physical reality, what this means to the actor and what is real? Every day we leave that class, that world, and walk down the halls or reality.
What is reality?
The bell rang during History, school was out. I grabbed my bag and slung it over my shoulders.
"I'll call you about that English project when I get home," said Julie as we spilt in the hallways, I waved to say I heard as I walked to my locker.
"Hey hey…where you going?" said a voice behind me as the hallways cleared out some.
"None or your business Andrew," I said turning on him.
"Oh really?" he said leaning against a locker.
"Ya really, now shut up before I make you."
"Ooooo I'm scared of a girl, save me," he laughed mockingly. I dropped my binder and punched him in the jaw. I don't do this often; I try to remain the sweet girl who no one likes.
"When will guys learn?" I said as I picked up my binder, he stood there shocked rubbing his jaw. "Have a nice day Andrew," I said with a smile as I turned and went around the corner.
Andrew didn't know any better, I was the new girl and no one knew what to expect. It had only been a couple months and I still acted like the sweet reject. Well all that would change, I thought, everyone will know I punched Andrew by tomorrow. Though I was sure he wouldn't tell anyone about how he was punched by a GIRL, it would leak out. Like everything else did.
So what I didn't care, I liked it when people avoided me.
Fresh air, it felt good as it whipped across my face. Typical New England weather, this morning it was pouring but now there wasn't a cloud in the sky and no on would have guessed it was almost a waterfall this morning.
I sat in the front of the bus, like I always do. Our bus driver is half mad and it turns out to be more like a rollercoaster then anything else. I look out the window as I put my headphones on squinting in the bright light, the middle school has just let out. The seats fill up quickly and the seat next to me is the last to be taken, typical.
I don't care I just blast 3rd strike as the driver pulls slowly away from the middle school.
I burst through the door of my house as I slip off my tennis shoes.
"How was school?" asks my mom from the kitchen. She asks this EVERY day, it seems not everyday is uniform enough; she has to act the same every day.
"Fine," I say as I leave the kitchen only sparing her a glance. Every day is the same; only thing we can hope for is change.
My laptop was sitting on my desk humming away. There is more in that laptop that tells of who I am then anything else in the world. All my music is stored on that thing, all my stories, journals, drawings, everything.
Prime Audio Soup was playing, good sound. I turned up the volume as my headphones blared and I flipped through my planner. Set me free…free, my songs capture how I feel so well.
"CATHERINE!" yelled my mom from the stairs.
"WHAT!?!" I yelled back throwing my headphones off my head.
"Telephone!" I sighed, must be Julie. I went downstairs and took the phone from my mom.
"Hello?"
"Hey it's Julie," said the voice on the other line
"Oh hey, so that English project…"
"Ya, do you know what to do?"
"No idea," I laughed.
"That makes to lets work on it tomorrow okay?"
"Sure," I said.
"Okay well my mom wants the phone, ill se ya tomorrow."
"Ya tomorrow…" I said softly as she hung up. I hung up and placed it back on its stand.
I went back upstairs; my computer was humming like crazy. No sound was coming from the headphones and the screen was going crazy. It went black and green flashed on the screen.
ERROR
Warning
Reboot
The Matrix has been reset
Rebirth
ERROR
"What the hell?" I whispered. It flashed green as it went black again.
C:\ The Matrix is real
I ran to my computer and started to type
C:\ What the hell are you talking about? Get off my computer
C:\ I am Flame and no I will not get off
C:\ I don't care who you are, are you one of my brother's friends? I know he's a hacker I bet he knows you
C:\ No your brother does not know me but I know him
C:\ How did you hack my computer?
C:\ Normal rules do not apply here, it was pretty easy
C:\ I'm disconnecting
C:\ It'll make no difference
C:\ EXIT
Didn't work screen was still black and green
C:\ I told you
Esc, didn't work either
C:\ Look I can see what you are doing nothing is going to work
C:\ How can you see me?
C:\ I've been watching you, your computer I like your story by the way, the one with the girl named Araval
C:\ Look creep you get off my computer or…
C:\ Or what? You won't report me, there's a question, a question that drives us all…
C:\ What is the Matrix?
They didn't respond
C:\ Did you see what happened to my computer just a minute ago? It said the Matrix was being reset…
C:\ No I didn't, my computer froze up… I don't know what happened
C:\ Now why are you here?
C:\ Against my better judgment, I'm sending Mouse, there is a dance on Friday, and he'll be there
C:\ Who's Mouse?
C:\ He's part of my crew; it'll all make sense later
C:\ It better
C:\ Look I really got to run…agents…
C:\ WAIT!
C:\ EXIT
They had left
C:\ EXIT
The screen went back to normal as the music started up again, Mindfields by The Prodigy. This is dangerous open up your head…