Neo looked down from the building. A white light caught his eye, and he went down to see what it was. He found himself face-to-face with a woman in shimmering white robes, who carried a gun.
She whirled to face him. In a flash they both had guns on each other. "Who are you?" she asked.
They stood there, glaring at each other, with guns in each others heads. She searched his eyes, and sheathed (?) her gun. "Mr. Anderson, isn't it?"
Neo shook his head. He had heard her voice in his head. "Neo," he said, narrowing his eyes.
She looked at him again, and spoke again, but he heard nothing of what she said. "Hello, Neo. The Matrix has you," he heard in his head. "Become who you were born to be. You know of what I speak, Neo . Face the truth."
All of this was said in his mind.
"Why are you here, Neo?" she asked. "You know what you must do. Something has changed, you felt it. You must find the way to change what has happened."
Suddenly two wraith-like creatures fell out of the sky.
The first one spoke: "Well, I'm back!"
"I thought I was dead," said the other one.
"We were," replied the first one.
Suddenly a booming voice came from above: "The moonlight will show you for what you truly are."
The first one fainted.
"Numskull," said the other one.
Neo raised his eyebrows.
"I did not foresee this," said the white lady: Galadriel.
"You can foresee things?"
"Yes. Some that were... some that are... and some things that have not yet come to pass."
"You'd get along with the Oracle."
Galadriel shot the two arguing twins, and they died again. The author of the story plus all the fans of the twins hit their heads on medal poles that appeared out of nowhere.
Galadriel and Neo walk off, arm-in-arm, talking.
And then they fall off a bridge.
"Go jump in a lake," said twin one, who miraculously came back to life to twin two.
A lake appears out of nowhere, and twin two falls in it
"Aaaaaassssssss yyyyyooooouuuuuuu wwwwiiiiiiisssshhhhhhhhh..." can be heard as he falls into the unknown depths of the random lake.
Then the Death Star appeared, and shot twin one.
"Ouch," said twin one, and died again.
Then they both came back to life.
"What's going on?!" asked Elrond. The Matrix had taken control of itself, and things weren't working as they should've.
"I don't know. This can't be right," said Agent Smith, trying to get control over the runaway program.
Green lines ran across the screen randomly, faster and faster--
And the computer exploded.
"This was not inevitable," said Agent Smith.
Arwen held up a strange gadget. "This should do it." She had entered the Matrix willingly, and knew what she was trying to do. "So much for Matrix control, Ada. I wonder how he'll take this."
She had disabled the Middle-earth connection to the Matrix, and set it so they wouldn't have control over it. Little did she know that she had just disabled all control over the program, whether human, elf, or machine. "I'm sorry, Ada, but I couldn't let you get away with this," she said, and left the control rooms for the time, though she stayed in the area.
She had control of the command station now, and had the power to take over the world, but she chose not to. All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us.
"I'm sorry, Ada," she said one last time.
"Welcome to the Matrix, Legolas Greenleaf," said the first agent.
"Who are you?" asked Legolas, reaching for his bow.
"We are Agent Smith," the first one answered. "As will you soon be too."
"What do you mean?" Legolas was cautious. "You are evil, I feel it. Some new deviltry of the enemy. But yet, you appear as Lord Elrond. What trickery is this?"
"It is no trickery, Legolas, elf of Mirkwood. Soon you will see. Soon you will be as one of us."
"You cannot do that. It is impossible."
"Not impossible, Legolas Greenleaf," said the agent, laughing, "inevitable."
The agent thrust his hand forward, and Legolas felt himself changing. It was like dying. He reached out, to find a solid spot to stand, but could not find one.
"You see, Legolas Greenleaf, there is no other possibility," said the agent. Distantly, it sounded, but yet as loud in his ears as if he had spoken himself. He struggled against the change; refusing to allow himself to fall into darkness.
"It is inevitable, Mr. Greenleaf," said the agent.
It was as if his mind had been separated from his body. He was there, and yet not. On a final gamble, he forced himself to speak, and maybe escape. "Not inevitable," he said, forcing the words out. "Impossible."
Legolas pulled back, away from the agents, and found himself falling, falling though the Matrix. Green lines were everywhere, he couldn't breathe.
And then he was out, on solid ground again. He sat down, and breathed heavily. "There's always another choice," he said, gasping for breath. "And that's not always an evil one."
Aragorn faced into the darkness with his sword drawn. "Who's there?" he asked.
"Strider, is that you?" asked a small voice behind him.
Aragorn turned around, to see Sam standing behind him. "Sam?"
"Aragorn?"
"I thought... I had hoped that you had not had to come as well," said Aragorn. "Sam, where are the others? Are they here as well?"
Sam shrugged. "I don't know. Where are we?"
"I really don't know," answered Aragorn, sheathing his sword. "I fear the worst. None know what lurks in the shadows."
Something landed on Sam.
"Ouch," cried Sam, slightly muffled.
"What the...?" said Aragorn.
"Oof," said Merry.
"Merry?!"
"Sam?!"
Aragorn smiled, and helped the two hobbits up. "Isn't this a surprise?"
"That man up there was lookin' for somethin', or someone," said Merry. "He knew who I was, Strider. And he looked like Elrond."
"Lord Elrond," Aragorn corrected mildly. "What did he say?"
"He wanted Mr. Anderson," Merry answered.
"So why'd you fall on my head?" asked Sam.
"I jumped off the building," answered Merry.
Aragorn quirked his eyebrows.
A medal pole fell down, and knocked Aragorn on the head.
"Ouch," said Aragorn, picking up the pole, and looking at it closely.
"Don't tell me that a Ranger can read the pole," said Sam.
"No," answered Aragorn. "But there are strange markings on it... as if one was using it as a weapon."
Merry and Sam shrugged. "No clue," said Sam.
"I didn't stick it in the ground," said Merry.
Aragorn smiled, but held onto the pole.
A blond-haired elf fell from the sky.
"Glorfindel?!" exclaimed Aragorn, staring at the elf.
"Lord Aragorn," said the elf. "He's gone mad."
Boromir woke up to the smell of cookies. He sat up. "Where am I?" he asked.
"You're in the Matrix," answered a person that he couldn't see. "Want a cookie?"
Boromir looked around for the offerer of the cookie. She was a grandmother type character, holding a plate of fresh backed cookies. "No," he answered.
"That's all right." She put the down. "And don't worry about the vase."
Boromir was suddenly confused. "What vase?" He turned around, looking for a vase, and accidentally knocked it over. "Oh, my goodness," he exclaimed. "I'm so sorry!"
She waved it off. "I said don't worry about it."
Boromir raised one finger. "How did you know...? You could never've known that I was going to knock that down unless you could see the future."
"But one wonders: Would you have knocked it down if I hadn't said anything?"
Boromir looked even more confused.
"You're sure you don't want a cookie?" she asked.
"Sure," he said, taking a cookie, and wondering about her.
She smiled as Boromir ate the cookie. "All you have to decide is what to do with the time that is given you."
To be continued...
Review replies:
Ieva: As you see, they're not dead yet. I never intended to kill the twins, though why you like them is beyond me. I'm glad you liked it. Why on Earth do you like the twins?!?! They are evil!!!
Lupe: I like randomness... sometimes. Mighty Wok pan of DOOM? Well, I have the lightsaber of doom. So there! Why do you like the twins? The random medal pole is actually an inside joke... so is the random Stormtrooper. Read the Candies of Doom by Elf with a Lightsaber for explanation Chapter four.