THE MATRIX: THE REMAINING FATE
By Michael Carruthers (urbanlegend23@hotmail.com)
***HUGE SPOILERS FOR "THE MATRIX REVOLUTIONS"***
For the purposes of this story, everything that happened in "The Matrix Revolutions" happened, except Trinity's death. I need her in this story, so just think while reading this fanfic that her death never happened and she survived the ordeals in the final entry into the trilogy.
Please also note that this story has no connection to my other Matrix fanfiction.
Chapter 4: Panic
Trinity felt an immense sense of dread in her heart. Paris was exactly the way she remembered it in her dreams. Every single detail, right down to the heat she felt under her leather suit, to the man eating the croissant by the mailbox. And how was she supposed to see the Oracle in this huge city? She always had to find the Oracle...the Oracle never found her.
"We must hurry, Miss!" the Deliverer exclaimed. Oh, that's right...Trinity remembered that the kid was here to guide her. Trinity was annoyed by him always insisting that they be right on time, always on time. What do we have if we don't have time?
"Yeah, how am I supposed the Oracle. We're in Paris," Trinity asked.
"I know where she dwells, but we must hurry!" Grr...shut up Deliverer! Trinity was quite surprised by her own thoughts, she was usually a calm thinker who was not easily stressed by words.
As Trinity walked the streets of the beautiful capital of France, she felt somewhat uplifted by the sights of the street. Children playing and licking ice-creams, people singing, hugging, meeting for the first time, couples having lunch. Her thoughts did occasionally and sometimes rapidly change. When she saw the couples kissing over a meal, she wondered if her romantic life was really cursed - was she jealous? Did she wish she had never even entered Zion and the real world and stayed in the artificiality of the Matrix, where she was safe and without a care...if this had been the way, could she still have found a partner like Neo? And would that partner still be alive now, not damned by the machine army?
By and by she walked, her thoughts swimming around in her head. Finally the Deliverer halted her and Trinity stepped into a café called the Grande Palace. The Deliverer directed her to a seat where the Oracle was sitting, a latte and a 30 pack of Malboros in front of her, a cigarette wasting away between her fingers.
"Trinity," the Oracle said. "Have a seat, dear." But Trinity did not have a seat.
"Do not think you can tell me what to do," Trinity said abruptly, taking the Oracle by definite surprise. "You have screwed us over so many times, you have given us false information, redirected us down different paths, lied, cheated...and why? Because you thought it was best for us. Let me tell you what's best for me, Oracle. I think it's best that you don't fucking tell me what to do...that you tell me why you're here, what you want from me and then I can leave."
A long silence followed Trinity's outraged and unexpected outburst. The Oracle still seemed calm and placid, as if she was digesting Trinity's thoughts and trying to understand them herself.
"Leave us, Billy," the Oracle requested to the Deliverer.
"But, m'lady, there might be-"
"Leave. Go down the town and buy yourself some sunglasses, or a leather coat. That's what all the cool kids are doing these days."
Without argument, the Deliver - Billy - left the café, looking a little frantic and upset that he wasn't protecting the Oracle. As soon as he was gone, the Oracle dropped her cigarette, and grabbed Trinity's leather-covered arm with her hand, hurting Trinity and bruising her immediately. The Oracle no longer had a sense of comfort and she was no longer calm - she was panicked. She spoke without stopping, every fact as important as the next.
"Trinity...you must listen, and listen well. You do not think there are fates for you and Morpheus now that Neo is gone, but I see it, I see it as clear as I see you know. You two are MEANT for something, maybe not just in Zion. But there will be obstacles, Trinity, bad ones, including a shape-shifter programme entitled Disporter. You must defeat this evil, to know your fates. I cannot see past this cloud."
Trinity barely had time to process the information. A spurt of blood from the Oracle's mouth flew on her face, and the loud BANG! noise interrupted her thoughts. Trinity gasped loudly...the Oracle had been shot from behind. Her back leaked with blood and her face fell limp onto the table. Trinity's gasps became screams as she stared at Neo, blood dripping from his gun, eyes covered by black shades, a deadly smile on his face.
To be continued...