Rating: PG-13 for violence and language.
Summary: There are many important people and programs in the Matrix: The Oracle, The Architect, The One. There are many more as well, but there is one that is the most important, even more important than the One; The Chosen. Who would have thought that that person wouldn't be able to defend himself if his life depended on it, and a person we all know for that matter: Ryou Bakura.
Disclaimer: Dark-Angel302 doesn't own the Matrix or Yu-Gi-Oh.
The Matrix: Redline
Chapter 3
Ryou followed Morpheus through another pair of double doors, and into a room full of equipment. And heard something that nearly made him faint. "Kaiba, are we online yet?"
"Almost," came a familiar deep voice to his right.
"Time is always against us," Morpheus sighed. Seto Kaiba nodded in agreement behind a usual computer screen. Ryou was . . . in shock basically. The blue-eyed brunette was pushed out of view when Neo steered Ryou towards what reminded him of a dental chair in the center of the room.
The white-haired teen sat down nervously, watching Neo, Seto, and Trinity setting up a bunch of different machines. Kaiba was alive, but did that mean–
He almost jumped out of his skin when he found himself being strapped in, but by who? That was when he felt a familiar heated breath on his ear; Malik use to do that to annoy him, or calling him snowflake of something; his train of thought was once again broken when an exotic voice sounded from the breath.
"How've ya been, snowflake?" Ryou snapped his head towards the voice and came face to face with his best friend, grinning crazily just like he always did.
"M-Malik?" The blonde Egyptian smirked and continued strapping him in.
"You don't have to be so nervous, everything will be fine once you're out."
"O-Out of what?" Ryou was still in so much shock that he was stuttering and shaking in the seat, not taking his eyes of Malik, as if in fear he would look back and he wouldn't be there. Malik just shook his head. 'Great, more secrets, my favorite,' Ryou though to himself.
"D-Did you go through all of this?"
"Yep, a long time ago." Malik ruffled up Ryou's hair and retreated behind another computer screen with Trinity. Ryou looked around, everyone was working on something, except Morpheus, who was once again pacing the room.
"The pill you took was part of a tracking program," Morpheus told him. "It disrupts your carrier signals so we can pinpoint you location." Ryou just sat in confusion, staring at Morpheus. None of that meant anything.
"What does that mean?"
"It means that you better have a maid or something for that little apartment of yours because your not gong back for a long time," Malik said, smirking again. Neo gave him a look, and Malik just pulled a face on him. Typical Malik. Ryou shook his head, and noticed Morpheus was out of the little semi-circle the machines made around the chair. Sighing Ryou went back to looking around the room.
There was a mirror next to him, cracked basically. He watched it for a moment, deep in thought. 'I wonder where Bakura is, and Duke, or Mokuba. Everyone else is here but . . .' His thought was broken when he saw the mirror changing before his very eyes, the cracks were disappearing.
"D-Did you see–" he trailed off, reaching out to touch the now repaired mirror; it must be his imagination or something. No one else noticed. But as his fingers touched the cool surface, the sunk into it. He quickly took them out, and the mirror seamed to be covering those two fingers, and stretching with them. It eventually broke, bouncing back to the mirror, the silver liquid still on his fingers.
"Have you ever had a dream, Ry, that you were so sure was real? What if you were unable to wake from that dream? How would you know the difference between the dream world . . ." the silver substance was cold, and started to spread, traveling to the palm of his hand, and up the other fingers, ". . . and the real world?"
Ryou looked up at Morpheus, then back at his hand; which was now almost completely covered with the silver liquid; cold as ice and fitting like a latex glove. "You couldn't." He answered simply, and went back to examining his hand, while the silver liquid kept going down his wrist. "This can't be–"
"Be what?" Morpheus interrupted. "Real?" The silver liquid traveled up Ryou's arm, and it was then that Ryou noticed how cold it really was.
"He's going into replication," Trinity said out of the blue, she and Malik watching the computer screen intently.
"Kaiba?"
"Still noting."
The silver was crawling up his shirt and towards his neck. "It's cold, it's cold!" Ryou almost yelled. It felt like his right arm was dipped in ice water.
"Dice, we need a signal soon," Morpheus said into a cell-phone.
Ryou couldn't breath, the silver had reached his throat, but then something happened he never would have expected as everyone was rushing around. Something in his mind clicked, he felt . . . whole. Did that mean –
"I got fibrillation," Trinity sounded.
"Kaiba, location!"
"It can't find him, he's not with the others!"
"What does that mean!" Neo exploded.
'I can't breath, I can't breath.' Ryou was tilting his head back as the silver liquid was coming closer and closer to his face.
"He's going into arrest!" Malik yelled.
"Wait, I think I found him," Kaiba said, Neo and Morpheus right behind him.
"Dice, signal, now!" Morpheus said through the cell-phone.
It was crawling up his lip. 'No no no no–'
"Lock it, I got him!" Kaiba said.
"Now, Dice, now!" Morpheus yelled.
The silver poured into his mouth, and Ryou nearly spit it out when he heard something in the back of his mind. /HIKARI, DON'T!/ It was too late, the liquid fell down his throat as Ryou screamed, his voice fading.
/BAKURA!/
That was really short, I know, I'm evil.
Meiko: That took like an hour to write, how can it be short?
Angel: It usually takes me days to get my usual chapters up.
Meiko: Whatever. -.-
Angel: Anyway, thanks to the people who did review.
YaYugi – Well, now ya know! XD Hope you liked the chapter.
Viva-rose – Well he won't "wake up" until next chapter. XD hehe, I'll have fun writing that chapter.
Aka-sama – yeah! (Pocky! XD) I was good, I updated!
The-Living-Dead-Girl – Kaiba is in this one, but I'm keeping Neo as "the one". Ryou is better though!
Angel: Well I have to clear a few things up now.
Meiko: Since when?
Angel: Since now, shut up.
Meiko: XP
Angel: Well, my friend Freai had pointed out (and I quote) "What the hell does Redline stand for?" You should find out either next chapter or the one after but I'm not telling (sing-song voice)
And another thing. Personally, I don't see Ryou without any hair. (screams and cowers in corner) Yeah, well, as you might have noticed; I changed things in this a little. It all fits with the story, so next chapter just go with the flow and don't correct me on anything, I know what I'm doing.
Meiko: you're scolding your reviewers.
Angel: No! I'm just telling them what to do so they don't waste their reviews.
Meiko: Right . . . moron.
Angel: Why don't you just shut up!
Meiko: I can't, it's my job to make you miserable and annoy you.
Angel: Then quit already!
Meiko: It pays good.
Angel: (blinks) you don't get paid.
Meiko: Well . . . um . . . shut up.
Angel: Yeah! I win! XD
Meiko: -.-
Angel: Review please, oh and –
MALIK PLUSHIES AND FREE COPIES OF YUGIOH THE MOVIE ON DVD! (the best movie in the world, besides Jurassic Park and The Matrix)
REVIEW!!!!!
Angel
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