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 5: At the End
Morpheus gave a shudder, silently a little shocked as Billy appeared right next to him.
"Nifty trick," Fior commented. "Looks better in action than in words."
"Thank you, Miss," Billy replied. "What is the situation with the Oracle and Miss Trinity?"
"Why do you keep saying 'Miss'?" asked Burfay, who was working on some conceptual drawings for another human city, but Billy paid him no attention.
"They're just talking at the moment," said Link, barely paying attention to the computer screen for fooling around with Zee provided great distraction.
Niobe, however, was paying great concern to the screen. She looked closely at the green numbers spiralling down the computer screen. They seemed to be speeding at an unnatural rate.
"Morpheus..." she said, gaining Link's attention back to the screen. "What's happening?" The crew members all piled around the computer and watched the numbers going down at an alarmingly fast rate.
"What the hell is going on?" Link said, the numbers speeding too fast for him to make out the actions inside the Matrix. Suddenly, the screen went black and they could see nothing. Link swore under his breath.
"God help us," Morpheus said. He knew what was happening.
Trinity felt as though someone had just pressed the pause button on a remote control VCR. Trinity forgot everything the Oracle had said in an instant, and was suddenly transfixed on her lover. He had just killed the Oracle. He was smiling, looking happy. It was completely unreal, she felt as if it weren't even happening. Trinity let the word escape her mouth...
"Neo."
And the world sped back into action. It hit Trinity like the bullet hit the Oracle. She heard screams and people rushing to escape. She heard Neo laughing, and saw the smug expression on his face. People continued frantically trying to escape, windows were breaking, tables were being upturned, yet neither Trinity or Neo paid much attention to this, they just continued staring deep into each others eyes, both staring coldly. Yet Neo saw through Trinity's stern expression and saw she was somewhat uplifted to see him again. Trinity saw no happiness in Neo's eyes - he was just ice, through and through - a murderer. Before the two knew it, the customers had all gone. It was just Neo and Trinity in the room...and the Oracle's lifeless body.
"Neo," Trinity repeated. She suddenly stood up, stern, as if she were a soldier or deep sea diver at her drill captain's orders. Suddenly it was hard to breathe.
"Don't fear me, darling. Aren't you happy to see me again?" Neo asked. Trinity fought the urge to leap into his arms, though he was a murderer with the most important woman in the World's blood on his hands.
"What did you just do?" Trinity asked, hardly feeling the word's escaping her mouth.
"Well, I killed the Oracle," Neo replied.
"Why." It wasn't a question.
"In time you will come to know, but you must come with now, Trinity. Great things were meant for you," Neo said. "Terrible things". Trinity gulped as she heard the real Neo when he said that. "Terrible things."
"You're not him."
"I'm not who?"
"Neo."
"No...but who is Neo anyway?" Neo said. Trinity felt so very awkward hearing this from Neo. "Is he simple false...a machine, created for not survival but death? Because I did die Trinity. And now I'm back."
"You're not him!" Trinity repeated, with feeling. Neo returned the chaotic outburst with a simple laugh.
"So, you're a smart one, aye, Trin?" Neo said. "I knew sooner or later you'd notice. I guess it was sooner. So maybe I'm not exactly the One. Your saviour, your Jesus Christ, he would've never killed the Virgin Mary, huh? Well, the Oracle was more like the Virgin Hag."
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"Yeah, I agree. Enough with the philosophical babble bull-crap...comparing religions and what-not. Those classic movie villains are all there to do that. I might as well tell you straight out," Neo said. "We're coming to it. The end. The apocalypse...of the Matrix, of Zion and certainly of any other futuristic worlds you were planning. Everything you savour will be destroyed in a single moment."
"Isn't this the part where you say 'but'..." Trinity asked, her heart flopping over.
"It usually would be. But," Neo said, putting a nice little emphasis on the 'but' word. "This time, there is no but. No exceptions. No hope. This is the end. You're toy figures in my puppet show and I'm about to crush you." Neo bent down, becoming eye-to-eye with the unblinking Oracle.
"For all the sweet sorrows we should sing, in death do we only really know our tune." Neo said in a poetic manner. He picked up the smoking cigarette from the Oracle's fingers and inhaled deeply. Trinity was disgusted by Neo's behaviour. He winked at her as she scoffed, turned, and left through a back way, throwing the cigarette away. Trinity began to run but stopped as she heard a compelling voice through a loudspeaker. Her heart leaped as she turned.
She was facing what must've been half of the city's police force.
"SORT DU BATIMENT AVEC VOS MAINS EN HAUT!" a policeman with a French accent screamed. "COME OUT OF THE BUILDING WITH YOUR HANDS UP!"
To be continued...