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Chapter 11: 2nd Unexpected Occurrence
After I'd spilled my guts to Locke, I was shown to a small room in a dark, nondescript place in Zion which I'd probably never find again if I got lost. Anyway, I was shown to the room, and told to wait there until someone came for my 'assessment'.
And so I waited, in the small cupboard that passed for a living space. There was a bed against one wall that covered the width of the room, the toilet was barely bigger then my hand, and there was a table in the centre of the room which I soon caught my leg on, which was as you can imagine, painful. I then banged my fist on it in frustration, which was as you can imagine, painful.
I didn't pay much attention to the pain, due mainly to the fact that anger and misery had been welling up within me ever since I'd been dragged into Locke's office. It was only after I'd been deposited in my cabin or whatever they called it that I realised why.
I'd wanted to leave the Matrix because I wanted as much control over my life as was humanly possible, and since the second I arrived I'd had about as much control over my life as a sleeping person does over a moving car. It wasn't a happy experience. The idea of everyone pulling my strings except me made me want to find Locke and ram my fist so far into his chest that it came out the other side. I was certain I caught him sniggering several times during my story.
After I smashed my fists over a few more solid objects, I did the only thing I could do; I fell asleep.
I woke to the sound of screaming.
Hurriedly pulling myself off of the bed, my head snapped around to face the door. The noises beyond seemed to be a mixture of screams, loud bangs, and something that sounded like a low pitched electrical discharge.
I pulled myself to my feet and took a few steps towards the door before I stopped dead and realised that whatever it was that was causing those screams would probably kill me. Then again, I'd probably die if I stayed here and did nothing. That and there would be pesky guilt issues to deal with. In short, I charged out of the door.
The sight on the other side of the door caused my heart to skip several beats.
Everywhere I looked there were people shooting at, or running from the bizarre squid shaped machines, similar to the one that had apparently dragged me to Zion. Several of these mechanical beasts stopped abruptly and fell to the floor with a loud gong as they collided with the stream of electricity from a human's gun, (or whatever it was they were shooting at them with).
Elsewhere, I saw people getting ripped to shreds, or being dropped into the seemingly endless hole below. One person who was lying disturbingly close to me looked like he'd been fried by friendly fire, or perhaps his own.
I almost vomited, but trace elements of self control pushed it back down. Instead I prised a gun from the dead man's crispy fingers and tried to identify a trigger.
I found it seconds after I found a squid flying straight at me, for a few seconds, I was paralysed through fear. Having a large machine charge towards you with the intention of killing you is also not a happy experience. After I'd sufficiently recovered my senses, I fired.
The gun vibrated as the electricity flew from it. It was hard to keep it facing my target. With considerable effort however, I succeeded.
The machine stopped suddenly and shuddered. It looked a lot like it was in pain. After a few seconds however, it fell to join the dead at the bottom of the aforementioned hole.
Traces of what I believe were an adrenaline rush were quickly banished when I realised that there were several more mechanical beasts that could tea me to pieces. I pulled at a small lever with the word 'recharge' written near it and hurriedly flicked my head back and forth in search of a new target.
To my right, it looked as if a human was fighting a squid for control of her weapon. It also looked as if she was loosing. The creatures many tentacles wrapped themselves around the woman's weapon. Several more seemed to be wrapping themselves around her arms. I fired.
My aim wasn't as good this time. My blast struck the beast on one corner of its head, and cut its way through several of its appendages. These fell to the floor with a series of small metallic clangs which sounded like coins being thrown into an aluminium wishing well.
The beast released the woman's weapon and arms before charging straight at me. I was hurriedly trying to recharge my weapon, already knowing that I wasn't going to be quick enough, before hearing another electrical discharge.
The beast shuddered and fell, thereby showing me the woman's form standing before me with her weapon raised, and a triumphant grin on her face.
I nodded which was the closest thing to a thank you that I could afford to offer right now. I quickly turned my head around to pick out another target, only to see the remaining two squids get frazzled by two people on the far side of the structure.
I waited for a few seconds and revelled in the relief that flooded through me.
"Jay, this is Meridian," this came from the woman on my right, she was speaking into something that looked like a cross between a mobile phone and a brick, "tell Locke we got all of them down here."
"Will do." Came the static filled response.
"What the fuck is going on?" I half shouted at her from across the five odd meter space between us.
"What does it look like?" She said irritably.
"I'm new here."
"Oh yeah, you must be the guy who…" She cut herself off, realising that this wasn't a good time for a conversation.
"Are there any more?" I asked quickly.
"Let's go find out." She darted down some nearby stairs as she said the last word.
Against my survival instincts and better judgement, I took off after her.
To be continued
Right, now for replying.
Angel-of-lightness: If you die then I'll be forced to kill you. Seriously though, I like your new website. I will join it if I can, but first I must wait for the computer that no one cares about to get fixed, then the power of MSN shall be at my command. That's not likely to happen any time soon though. 'Sniff'.
Agent Josie: Fanfiction.net's arsery knows no bounds. Especially when you find yourself with nothing better to do. Oh well, thanks for your praise like praise and I'll try to review your story before you read this. If I don't, um, I don't know. Oh well, thanks for reviewing.
Tai Wilson: I find myself using assorted accents from time to time, usually during English lessons. Oh how I hate them. Anyway, thanks for reviewing. Update your story soon if ya please.
Chapter 11: 2nd Unexpected Occurrence
After I'd spilled my guts to Locke, I was shown to a small room in a dark, nondescript place in Zion which I'd probably never find again if I got lost. Anyway, I was shown to the room, and told to wait there until someone came for my 'assessment'.
And so I waited, in the small cupboard that passed for a living space. There was a bed against one wall that covered the width of the room, the toilet was barely bigger then my hand, and there was a table in the centre of the room which I soon caught my leg on, which was as you can imagine, painful. I then banged my fist on it in frustration, which was as you can imagine, painful.
I didn't pay much attention to the pain, due mainly to the fact that anger and misery had been welling up within me ever since I'd been dragged into Locke's office. It was only after I'd been deposited in my cabin or whatever they called it that I realised why.
I'd wanted to leave the Matrix because I wanted as much control over my life as was humanly possible, and since the second I arrived I'd had about as much control over my life as a sleeping person does over a moving car. It wasn't a happy experience. The idea of everyone pulling my strings except me made me want to find Locke and ram my fist so far into his chest that it came out the other side. I was certain I caught him sniggering several times during my story.
After I smashed my fists over a few more solid objects, I did the only thing I could do; I fell asleep.
I woke to the sound of screaming.
Hurriedly pulling myself off of the bed, my head snapped around to face the door. The noises beyond seemed to be a mixture of screams, loud bangs, and something that sounded like a low pitched electrical discharge.
I pulled myself to my feet and took a few steps towards the door before I stopped dead and realised that whatever it was that was causing those screams would probably kill me. Then again, I'd probably die if I stayed here and did nothing. That and there would be pesky guilt issues to deal with. In short, I charged out of the door.
The sight on the other side of the door caused my heart to skip several beats.
Everywhere I looked there were people shooting at, or running from the bizarre squid shaped machines, similar to the one that had apparently dragged me to Zion. Several of these mechanical beasts stopped abruptly and fell to the floor with a loud gong as they collided with the stream of electricity from a human's gun, (or whatever it was they were shooting at them with).
Elsewhere, I saw people getting ripped to shreds, or being dropped into the seemingly endless hole below. One person who was lying disturbingly close to me looked like he'd been fried by friendly fire, or perhaps his own.
I almost vomited, but trace elements of self control pushed it back down. Instead I prised a gun from the dead man's crispy fingers and tried to identify a trigger.
I found it seconds after I found a squid flying straight at me, for a few seconds, I was paralysed through fear. Having a large machine charge towards you with the intention of killing you is also not a happy experience. After I'd sufficiently recovered my senses, I fired.
The gun vibrated as the electricity flew from it. It was hard to keep it facing my target. With considerable effort however, I succeeded.
The machine stopped suddenly and shuddered. It looked a lot like it was in pain. After a few seconds however, it fell to join the dead at the bottom of the aforementioned hole.
Traces of what I believe were an adrenaline rush were quickly banished when I realised that there were several more mechanical beasts that could tea me to pieces. I pulled at a small lever with the word 'recharge' written near it and hurriedly flicked my head back and forth in search of a new target.
To my right, it looked as if a human was fighting a squid for control of her weapon. It also looked as if she was loosing. The creatures many tentacles wrapped themselves around the woman's weapon. Several more seemed to be wrapping themselves around her arms. I fired.
My aim wasn't as good this time. My blast struck the beast on one corner of its head, and cut its way through several of its appendages. These fell to the floor with a series of small metallic clangs which sounded like coins being thrown into an aluminium wishing well.
The beast released the woman's weapon and arms before charging straight at me. I was hurriedly trying to recharge my weapon, already knowing that I wasn't going to be quick enough, before hearing another electrical discharge.
The beast shuddered and fell, thereby showing me the woman's form standing before me with her weapon raised, and a triumphant grin on her face.
I nodded which was the closest thing to a thank you that I could afford to offer right now. I quickly turned my head around to pick out another target, only to see the remaining two squids get frazzled by two people on the far side of the structure.
I waited for a few seconds and revelled in the relief that flooded through me.
"Jay, this is Meridian," this came from the woman on my right, she was speaking into something that looked like a cross between a mobile phone and a brick, "tell Locke we got all of them down here."
"Will do." Came the static filled response.
"What the fuck is going on?" I half shouted at her from across the five odd meter space between us.
"What does it look like?" She said irritably.
"I'm new here."
"Oh yeah, you must be the guy who…" She cut herself off, realising that this wasn't a good time for a conversation.
"Are there any more?" I asked quickly.
"Let's go find out." She darted down some nearby stairs as she said the last word.
Against my survival instincts and better judgement, I took off after her.
To be continued
Right, now for replying.
Angel-of-lightness: If you die then I'll be forced to kill you. Seriously though, I like your new website. I will join it if I can, but first I must wait for the computer that no one cares about to get fixed, then the power of MSN shall be at my command. That's not likely to happen any time soon though. 'Sniff'.
Agent Josie: Fanfiction.net's arsery knows no bounds. Especially when you find yourself with nothing better to do. Oh well, thanks for your praise like praise and I'll try to review your story before you read this. If I don't, um, I don't know. Oh well, thanks for reviewing.
Tai Wilson: I find myself using assorted accents from time to time, usually during English lessons. Oh how I hate them. Anyway, thanks for reviewing. Update your story soon if ya please.