La Disclaimersas: I own none of the characters that you recognize from the Matrix or the Matrix: Reloaded. They belong to the Wachowskis.

Also, in this fic they don't use 'I' 'me' 'my' 'mine' etc. Even when referring to only one of them. I think it adds a certain dramatic effect

AN:

T. O. A. O. H. A. - first of all, I have to thank you for giving me such a dedicated and wonderful review. It's da reviewers like you who make the stories better. And because of that, I'll give YOU a big response to your WONDERFUL review. Everyone else doesn't have to read this but if you don't I think you'll wish you did.

The Twins are after Niobe because if they get her and return her to the rebels then Morpheus will be their hostage. The Twins want to hurt Morpheus, and want him as a hostage. So they're going to rescue Niobe for him.

I'm not really sure why they're hunting Neo. They just are. They feel indebted. I don't know. It's one of the bigger plot holes in the story that I was hoping no one would notice. *smirks* As for telling the rebels………they did that on first instinct. *tries to find a decent excuse as she realizes that they wouldn't do that*

Yes, I know I was working too close to the 'overcome your fear' thing. I hope I don't overdo it in the next chapter or two, because of the MI. If I do, please tell me. I also originally intended for Choi to be a main character but it changed and he was not, so I am also hoping I can find a slot for him. The problem is that after this, I already know what will happen and it doesn't look good for old Choi-san. Maybe Choi will somehow lead into their next conflict after working at a dojo…*Oops*, did I say that? I didn't mean to give out plot secrets. And the original Aerons (at least Adrian does, Neil will probably not make another appearance, sorry to all you Oneites) reappear in this chapter, though I do not know how frequently I'll bring them in. 

This fanfic is about the twins, bluntly, honesty, fully. If I didn't develop them as much as I did that would be stupid. You are supposed to develop the main characters, are you not? The attitudes portrayed by the Twins in this fanfic also reflect what I think they are like. Yes, they do care about each other. I'm a twincest fan (that means I like to read and write romances involving twin on twin. Please don't comment on that and say "ew that's gross" Because that just makes you look really stupid)

The background was fun to write. Making them brothers rather then Twins was something I really wanted to do, and I'm glad I did. Though I must say that my favorite chapter so far has been the contemplation one. (VIII, I think)

Again, I can't thank you enough. I would have loved it if you continued, it's not boring at all; in fact it thrills me to read what you have to say. Tell me what you think, even if it's bad. Flames are amusing. Use TOAOH's as a model.

Do you think you could provide me with an email/aim/msn/yahoo? I'd love to chat with you, TOAOH?

Oh, also, on another note. After you finish reading and reviewing this chapter, please visit a friend's fanfic, who likes reviews as much as me. And if I get a good report from her, I might just put the next chapter up earlier! How's that for motivation?

It's a trilogy, by a person named Scanner-Cat-Scat. They are in this order, and it's very amusing to read. An interesting look on the Twins' creation. ^____^

Here's for you, M2J2Too! (And read them in order! Lots of reviews for M2!) *Hands you a twin plushie*

1. A Double Curse -

2. Double the Heroism -

3. Doubled Plans -

(Read them! Review them! For me, pleasseee?)

Henceforth, the chapter is dedicated to Kit19, Audrey A, Alocin, and you, T. O. A. O. H. *gives you all cookies and twin plushies*

.

DUAL BIOGRAPHY-  The life of the Virii Twins after the explosion, from Twin Two's POV

By Kobra aka Karina of Darkness

Chapter XVI: A Foreign Mind

Blood…..

It drips down my face, staining my shirt collar. I feel it on my on lips, running down my chin. I feel it on my arms, my legs, streaming down my body.

It brings me back to this reality, but doesn't really carry me into this time fully. I can't think straight, my mind crushed with words of Neil and Adrian Aeron, and Agent Smith and Cooper, and Narasumi, and the MI.

I don't really come back to my senses until a harsh kick knocks my side. Finally I open my eyes to only stare at my legs.

I'm curled up on the floor, I slowly see, and pain sears my body as soon as I register it. I look at my hands, and I begin to realize that all this time my memory has had my conscious. I've been getting beat up by the Matrix Incarnate. But I can't hurt it, I can't hurt him, he's One, he's my brother, I'd never hurt him.

Almost immediately I jump up. But I stumble, and don't quite acknowledge how much blood I've lost. I don't even know how much time I was gone. My hands fly up to block MI's punches and kicks, but he's fighting with One's body (however deformed that is), and it's a form I know well. I know the way One's body flies through the air in the graceful arcs, and how his fists fly. And even in my weakened state, I can hold my ground against him.

Trinity, Niobe, and Ghost have their hands full with Smith. There's only one of him and yet all three of them are getting beaten. I need to get rid of this MI, and my concern lies on Ghost. I respect the man, a thing that few have.

"Hit him!" Trinity shouts at me, attacking Smith as Niobe and Ghost defend, "Just smack him already!"

"We can't!" I shout back, avoiding a furious kick that would have shattered my nose.

//"Let me do it!" //

//"One?"//

//"Adrian!" //

I audibly gasp, and that moment, the MI's hand punches me in the face and sends me sprawling, and blood immediately begins to run out of my nose and fills my mouth with it's coppery taste. The back of mind is screaming for me to phase, and yet there's so much that disallows it. I'm being attacked by my brother, and suddenly this…this Adrian….is here.

//"Let me do it, Two!"// He shouts in my head again, //"I don't know what you did but I suddenly feel alive again!"//

//"How?"//

//"Just think it, Two! Think of me!"//

I think about the boy I saw, the boy who I once was, the brown ringlets, pale skin and blue eyes. And suddenly my leg flies around, knocking the wind out of the MI.

He stumbles backwards and growls fiercely, "You hit your brother, Two!"

"He didn't hurt him!" My mouth cried, "I did!"

I immediately look for the person, because I didn't say that.

//"Relax, Two. I have it. Calm down, alright?"//

I don't like that voice. It's not One's, it's Adrian's. It's not supposed to be there, and suddenly everything I thought well of Ghost dissolves into hate. He brought this onto me. It's his fault I'm here, with the MI in my brother, with Aeron in my head.

I snarled viciously, overwhelming whatever control Adrian has, and jumped at Ghost in an extremely feral way. Before I can land a punch, Smith pulls me off Ghost, and that anger is just now a pure, unfocused rage.  I lashed at him with everything I have, with no attention to style or anything, just hurt him. Hurt the person in front of me. Smith drops me quickly, and I stumble to my feet.

There is a silence, minus the labored breathing of the rebels and myself. No one moves, and the world spins around me. I feel like I'm going to pass out on the spot.

//"Hold on, man! I got ya!"// Adrian telepathically spoke to me in relief..

//"Get out! Get OUT! GET OUT!!"// I shouted back at him.

The world falls to my feet again as I collapse into a pile of silver and program in the middle of the room. It dims as both Ghost and the MI rush to me.

Then I'm standing again, and in my mind's eye is a boy with brown ringlets and a determined glance, glaring at me angrily. I try and make my body sit down, but somewhere along the way he is cutting my connections, and he has such a tight grip on my body that I can't even blink.

"You! Freak!" He shouted, pointing to the MI, "You get out of Neil's body!"

"NEIL's body?" MI laughed, "This is Twin One's."

"Just as much as the one I'm controlling is Two's! Now fuckin' buzz off!"

I hear laughter. Trinity and Niobe are breaking up in laughter. I can't tell why, but even Ghost smiles. I look for Morpheus who was on the floor with a punctured lung, but he's gone; the rebels must have done something with him while I was off in memory. Smith remains motionless, watching us both with a kind of strange awe and fear.

Adrian turns my body towards the rebels and tries to yell at them, but I feel a grin creeping up on my face as well. Before he breaks up in laughter however (to my great pleasure) he turned back to MI, "You're a shithead and a coward. If you can't fight in your own body then you're just….crap."

"You're so descriptive," He replies with a smirk.

Adrian walks my body over to him, and as much as I struggle, he continues forward. The MI is still smirking. The thing controlling my body put my fist into a ball and pulled it back. Then he struck with every piece of energy he could muster.

Adrian punched him in the face.

I punched One in the face.

I punched my brother……

There is a moment before anything happens. The audible crack of his nose breaking is the only thing that one can hear. The wood shack shakes on it's foundations and even Smith has stopped moving, struck by the sheer awe of this child, this child in my body who had it first and then it was mine and the timeline is just…impossible. But he stares. Niobe watches in awe, her sunglasses were shattered from the fight. There's a small stream of blood trickling down her face from her the corner of her eye but she doesn't seem to care. Trinity's face is impassive as anything.

Time slows as the MI falls to his knees, clutching his head. He screams; I can even hear One's accent in his shout. He stumbles to his knees and dives over to me. I'm rooted on the spot.

His hand comes forward almost gingerly, nailing a trigger on my neck, and this time we're both in heaps of silver, but mine is of silver and white, while as his is silver and evil.

Then I hear and see him fall.

//"Two! Why did you do that?!"//

// "Shut up, Adrian,"// I telepathically snarled viciously , //"This is our  body now. Not yours. Stay out of it. This isn't your place. You're supposed to be dead. Go back into the void of which you came. BUZZ off." //

//"I wish I could, Two. I don't want to be here anymore then you, but I need answers if I have to stay here. Where are we, why is Smith still here, who is that reptile bastard thing, where is Neil, how am I alive again, what the FLYING HELL is going ON!?!?!"//

In this dazed, partially unconscious, systems-failing state I can barely comprehend his words. Only  a couple of ideas reach my fogged mind.

// "There's too much to explain now." // I reply in a tone that makes me sound much more stable then I am, // "There will be time. You have to give up your consciousness now."//

//"Are you fuckin' kidding me?! Get up!!"//

The sheer audacity of this child! I've been alive more years then him and his parents and everyone else he knows combined! Why can't he just listen to me and I can explain to him everything that I know when I feel at my full strength? My anger at Ghost surges again; how dare that resistant leave me with a foreign mind! This Adrian boy, who is not supposed to exist anymore, who was once me and not! How does Ghost expect me to deal with him, with it, with this Adrian Aeron of who I had two conflicts then and then he was gone?!

The blood loss is getting to me now. I'm woozy and the floor slides in and out of focus. Trying to stand at all would have been completely futile. I can barely see, and I'm trying to slip into full unconscious, this semi-partial state is even more draining then ever. But Adrian, the stubborn little human child he is, refuses to give it up. Even phasing would require energy that I simply don't have.

// "No. Let it slip, Adrian. We'll explain when we have the strength. We're slipping into  unconsciousness………"//

//"I…….I…I……." //

Even as I feel my own thoughts slipping away, I can feel Adrian's too. He can barely finish his sentences and even when he does I can't comprehend them properly. I summon up whatever remaining strength I have and, unknown to me, my body curls in tighter.

//"GIVE IT UP!!"//

Finally he loses grip. The floor spins for a few moments, and then there is nothing but an onyx void.

AN:

I put a songfic up. It's called Everywhere, based on the song by Michelle Branch. Twinnies, of course. You should all go read it! (And of course, review!)