Hi everyone. I know it's been a while since I last updated this. Please please please please please forgive me. Writers block and exams and lack of sleep have been taking their toll on me. If any of you give suggestions or anything, it might help.
The next day, Neo woke up late. He always did. He always got to work late and had to deal with his boss, Mr. Rhineheart. I nicknamed him Mr. Rhino heart because he always seemed like he had a humongous stick shoved way up his fat ass. He reminded me of my dad before I was "freed" from the Matrix. The agents knew we had warned him at the club the night before. They had been watching him much more closely than we thought they had been. They decided to come for him. We had to act fast. Trinity was already in the Matrix when they decided this. She always was. It's like the woman didn't sleep. She did nothing but constantly watch this loser. I was so jealous. I just wanted to strangle this guy.
Anyway, Trinity snuck a package with a cell phone into the ups guy's cart thing on Neo's floor. Once Neo opened it, we called it.
"Hello?" he asked, clearly confused. Who'd blame him?
"Hello, Neo, do you know who this is?" Morpheus said. He was safely on his ship while Trinity was risking her life. Morpheus never really took shifts watching him. Funny thing about ship captains isn't it?
"Morpheus." Neo said, spinning around in his chair and whispering to make sure no one overheard him having a little chat with a "terrorist" right after being threatened to lose his job if he screwed around any more.
"Yes. I've been looking for you, Neo." Tank glanced at the computer screen nervously and pointed out how close the agents were. Without time to explain, Morpheus started up his cryptic bull shit again.
"I don't know if you're ready to see what I want to show you, but unfortunately you and I have run out of time. They're coming for you, Neo, and I don't know what they're going to do."
"Who's coming for me?" He said, sounding more perplexed than scared. If he knew what was really going on, he probably would've shit his pants.
"Stand up and see for yourself." Morpheus replied.
"What, right now!" He started to sound a little more panicked. He'd be a lot more panicked once he saw them.
"Yes, now. Do it slowly. The elevator." Morpheus said, looking at the screen indicating where they were.
He stood up slowly and looked over the partisan by the elevator. The receptionist pointed at his cubicle and three agents and some cops all turned their heads in his direction. Immediately he spun around and ducked. Now he seemed as scared as he should have been.
"Oh shit!" He said, still trying to whisper, but not doing so well at it.
"Yes" Morpheus said. I laughed. Everyone else gave me a cold glare in response.
"What the hell do they want from me?" he said, trying to find the reason. We always do that. We think "why me?"
"I don't know, but if you don't want to find out I suggest you get out of there." said Morpheus, trying to keep the urgency out of his voice. We didn't have much time.
"How?" Neo said, like most coppertops who didn't yet know how much we knew about their world around them.
"I can guide you but you must do exactly as I say." Morpheus said. This wasn't his usual cryptic bull shit. That was one thing about him. When he had to think too quickly to get himself into cryptic-mode, he sounded somewhat normal.
"Okay." Neo said mostly because he didn't really have a better choice.
" The cubicle across
from you is empty." Morpheus said. Neo seemed to read his mind,
but he was somewhat skeptical.
" What if they..." No time
"Go,
now" Morpheus said.
He jumped out of his cubicle looking like a deranged ballerina and sat in a corner of the cubicle. He made it just in time. About a second later, the agent I had talked to about going back in passed him. He looked around and seemed a bit upset, but he didn't have emotion…or did he? He talked to some of the other agents and so the police officer did not hear one of Metacortex's employees talking on a cell phone to a dangerous "terrorist" about how to escape them.
"Stay here for just a moment." Morpheus said. Tank had to work out the timing. Meanwhile Morpheus told Neo the plan.
"When I tell you, go to the end of the row, to the office at the end of the hall. Stay as low as you can" He said. Tank showed him the way. The second the agent passed he said
"Go, now!" Neo did as Morpheus said. "He'd make a good soldier" I thought. "Too bad he's gonna die." He crouched down and he managed to make it, looking pretty stupid and clumsy though. He closed the door and stood straight up.
"Good. Now, outside
there is a scaffold." Morpheus said starting to make it like a step
by step exercise program only instead of exercising, Neo was trying
to escape agents alive.
"How do you know all this?" Neo said,
somewhat dumbfounded…or maybe just dumb, but now wasn't the time
for explanations.
"We don't have time, Neo. To your left there's
a window. Go to it." Neo did so.
"Open it." Neo did that too.
"You can use the
scaffold to get to the roof." Morpheus said. This didn't fly too
well.
"No way! No way! This is crazy!" He did have a point.
It was really windy out (or rather it was programmed to be windy out,
but when you don't know who gives a shit?) and it was pretty high
up, but what other choice did he have other than go with the agents?
"There are two ways out of this building. One is that scaffold, the other is in their custody. You take a chance either way. I leave it to you." And with that he hung up with a click.
We
watched Neo. He tried to close the door, but it wouldn't close so
he decided to try.
"This is insane. Why is this happening to me?
What did I do? I'm nobody." he mumbled. Apoc and Switch thought
this was funny. I thought it was true. Neo looked down. The
building's glass wall vertigoed into a concrete chasm. Below, a
parade was going on on the street. The wind knocked him in the face
and he almost lost his balance, but he managed to regain it, dropping
his cell phone in the process. Too bad since he was going the wrong
way and we couldn't tell him.
"Shit... I can't do this." He told himself, and with that, he turned around and went back into the building just as the cops opened the door. The next time he came out of the building was handcuffed and in the custody of the agents. One of them noticed a woman in black leather with sunglasses watching them through the rear view mirror of her motorcycle
"Shit." Trinity said as she drove off towards the exit.
I'm really sorry this took so long to update. I'm working on it. Suggestions would be helpful. Constructive criticism too. I'll skip my whole you sucknot constructive shpiel.
Shagrat-Thank you. I'm glad you like it, but I'm not so talented with Neo.
richard the pedantic- If you feel bad about forgetting to read chapters by five weeks imagine how I feel forgetting to write them for about five months. Did I really write something about an evil army of hamsters?
Mystic Kyra-Thank you. I'm sorry I haven't been reading your fics, but I will soon…no really I will!
