AUTHOR'S NOTE: ONCE AGAIN I DO NOT OWN THESE CHARACTERS! ENJOY!

Anthony was angry! He had just learned of a plot to kill one of the orphans at the orphanage named Max. Max like Anthony had a love of riding motor bikes and so he would sneak away from the orphanage to participate in illegal bike races where huge amounts of money could be made but of these races were dangerous. Although he wasn't in it for the money, Max did win sometimes but that wasn't the reason someone wanted him dead and Anthony swore he would find out who wanted to kill this 15 year old kid and why! Using his skills and know how, he found out that the hired assassin was a surfer named Emmers but he couldn't seem to find out who had hired him or why! He also knew that Emmers probably wouldn't talk. He also knew where he was going to strike...at the Coal Bowl. So Anthony dressed up in his racing outfit, a black shirt, black leather pants with some pads sewn in them for protection and his helmet and got on his black motorbike and went there. When he got there, he saw Max and Emmers and...Charlie's Angels! His heart skipped a beat as he saw his angel Dylan walk right past him only a few feet away! He figured they must be after Emmers, too, but he didn't exactly know why? Were they here to help Max? It didn't matter as the race had begun! Anthony hadn't registered for the race and he wasn't planning on running it either as that might ruin his chance to get close enough to Emmers to kill him! He waited until the right moment and kicked his heel and a secret dagger flipped out from his boot and he was off! Emmers had Max in his sights and aimed his gun at him when Anthony came in between them and kicked his leg out, driving the dagger into Emmers! The next thing he knew, he saw his angel pass by him on her bike and he reached out and grabbed a lock of her hair! He didn't know it but she had grabbed his St. Anthony silver medallion off his neck! He had gotten so distracted that he crashed into a cement wall which was part of the bridge that had never been built there but was left unfinished. He fell off the bike and tried to get back up. He took a moment to savor the victory by running the threads over his face. He inhaled once and then the very disheveled Anthony got back on the bike which only a moment ago had been crushed on the side and rode off. The bike now appeared to have no damage to it, only noone noticed or even cared. It was only a small detail after all! There was now a crowd of people gathering as the race participants and spectators came to see what had happened. In the crowd a man who SHOULD have drawn attention to himself for the way he was dressed, didn't even get a second glance as everyone only cared about the killing. He frowned. Smith had missed Anthony again.

Anthony did more investigating and now he knew the name of the person responsible for the assassination attempt on Max's life! Maddison Lee, who had been an Angel before she decided to backstab everybody involved with Charlie or his agency! Anthony also knew the Angels had taken Max into protective custody and so now all he had to do was get Maddison! First things first, he took Emmers car and sent it to the orphanage, being as Emmers didn't need it and all...being dead. He then decided to check up on Max for a moment. He was at Bosley's mother's house. Jimmy Bosley was working as a replacement for his brother John Bosley who was a leasion for Charlie. John was still working for Charlie but in another state for awhile. John had been adopted by the Bosley family when they took him in as a foster child. They didn't care that he was white and they were black. Mama Bosley had to raise all of her children alone as a single parent for many years. Her children were all grown now and worked well paying jobs as they were all very clever. Jimmy was the only one who seemed to falter and mess up everything! Max had just won a game of Clue and was happy. He seemed to be bonding with the Bosley's. Anthony had watched through the window for a few minutes. He smiled when he realized that the family seemed to like Max, maybe they would adopt him! As he jumped over the fence and back onto the sidewalk, some young men who lived in the neighborhood confronted Anthony. This was South Central LA after all and well...white people just didn't come here very often and even though this was the suburbs and not the "hood" section of the city, Anthony with his suit and cane looked VERY much out of place!

"Hey! What were you doing in that backyard? Huh?" yelled a rather large black man. He went right up to Anthony and his friends came, too. Anthony of course, did not speak to them and just attempted to pass them by peacefully but they were not going to let him by without an answer. "Did you hear me or are you deaf or something?" Anthony wondered how he could explain to them he meant no harm to anyone here, especially the Bosley's. Believe it or not Anthony never looked for fights. He hated fighting and killing but until the world or rather the Matrix changed, he had to do what he thought best for everyone. Himself, the orphans to whom he was the sole benefactor, the nuns and even the people he killed. He thought that since they were bad people living in a machine run Hell, well he'd just send them to the REAL Hell and with any luck it would be worse than living in the Matrix! As for innocent people who died everyday, he knew that Heaven would be a much better place to live than here in the Matrix! As for this city of Zion that Morpheus had spoken of...it sounded very depressing. No sun, no good clothes or even half way decent clothes, the same oatmeal like food every day, no bright colors and maybe even no animals and flowers...some of it sounded like his home country of Romania! In Anthony's opinion, these things made life beautiful and especially being on the beach where he would spend time when he was in the orphanage. Dylan...if he were freed, he'd want her freed and he knew that would make her unhappy! No, this Zion wasn't for him or Dylan. He only wished he could tell her how he felt about her! He knew so little about her and yet he had fallen in love with her so quickly, perhaps because she was just like him, an orphan who was independent and tough. He liked to believe that they could possibly be soul mates and were meant to be together! Still, he could never tell her about the Matrix... he sighed, partly out of frustration about Dylan and partly because he now had a big black man and his two friends blocking his path! He decided to try and explain in sign language. He shook his head no and tapped his throat. He shrugged his shoulders to say sorry. It was not enough as the man now pushed Anthony, not enough to make him fall but just enough to make him intimidated. However, Anthony wasn't intimidated he was growing impatient. "Look, man, you want trouble?" Anthony nodded no. "Then just explain why you were at the window of that house!" Anthony sighed again and looked up at the sky silently asking the Lord for strength. He didn't know how much more crap he'd have to deal with today. He went to take out his pad and pen so he could explain and maybe satisfy the men but they stopped him. "Hey, what you reaching for!" "He might have a gun!" "Check him out, Henry!" Just as they grabbed Anthony a voice startled them.

"Gentlemen, Excuse me but I'll take it from here." Smith walked right up to the men.

"And who the hell are you!" the big black man snapped at Smith.

"Agent Smith. FBI. This man is a wanted assassin, a murderer and a terrorist," Smith pulled out an ID badge with his photo and everything! "I'll thank you to hold him, while I cuff him."

"Now HOLD everything! We found this here VERY white whitey here trespassing and spying in our neighborhood, dressed like some kinda player pimp daddy..." At this Anthony's eyes nearly popped out his head and his face went long, shattered by disbelief! It was a thought so comical in another situation he would have burst out laughing! "And now you just stroll in here with your dark brown suit and your little sunglasses, with NO backup and expect us to believe you just happened to be tailing a very dangerous criminal ALL by your lonesome! Well, what do you guys think? Is he full of it or what?" the man asked his friends and they laughed. Anthony was just standing there, holding his chin with one hand and held his elbow in the other. He smiled at Smith. Clearly, Smith was now going to be the one to have to put up with this crap and Anthony LOVED it! The three black men now circled Smith and taunted him, "What you gonna do, arrest us?" Smith had clearly had enough when they started poking him and drew out his desert eagle gun and started punching them to get to Anthony. When they went down on the ground, Smith aimed at Anthony! Anthony ran up to Smith and jumped in the air and kicked the gun out of his hand. They then proceeded to have a fight and in the middle of it, the men got up and cheered them on. Then Anthony's cane was kicked towards the men by Smith. The big guy picked it up and laughed and twirled it around. Great! now Anthony had to get it back! However, Smith who could not forget how Anthony had ran that sword right through him in the alley, got the same idea and got to them first! He grabbed it out of the guy's hands and unsheathed it. "What the...?" the guy said.

Smith now smiled a devilish grin. "Sooo, Mr. Anthony, it looks like YOU are going to be the one to get run through this time!" Anthony jumped up as Smith swung at him. Anthony landed on the chain link fence belonging to the Bosley's. It went around only the back yard and not the front.

Bosley came out the front door and looked around. "I could have sworn I heard something..." he got in his car and went back to the agency.

Smith swung the sword in an attempt to sweep Anthony off his feet and off the fence. Anthony just jumped up and Smith missed. Smith swung it back the opposite way. Anthony jumped up again and this time hung in mid air for a few seconds. At this, the three black men went quiet and then when Anthony landed on the fence, the big one who was named Ben said, "Damn, man, did you see that?" Smith felt as though Anthony was taunting him at this point and he was right! Anthony crossed his arms and raised his eyebrow at Smith, then smiled a cocky smile. Smith lost it as he tried stabbing the sword at Anthony who jumped VERY high up in the air, spun around like an ice skater, landed on the fence and then anticipating Smith's next stab at him, did a cartwheel on the fence and ended up STILL standing on the fence! He was just in a different spot on the fence now. As Smith huffed and puffed in rage, clenching his teeth, the three onlookers cheered Anthony on. "Yeah! Now that's what I'm talking about! Give the man his props!" Ben yelled. Henry, the third in the group said, "White boy can sure bust a move!" When Anthony actually bowed to them, like a true circus performer would, it made Smith see red! He was so angry that if you asked him his name, wouldn't even remember let alone be coherent. The Matrix interpreted Smith's anger as a call for back-up and suddenly Henry and Harry started shaking.

"Hey, what's wrong with you, Gs?" Ben asked with a fear growing inside him. Then his friends disappeared and in their place was Brown and Jones. "Oh, my God...what the...sh-" The two agents looked at each other and then at Ben who took a few steps backward. They then seen Smith and Anthony.

"The Anomaly." Brown said. They started for them and when Anthony seen them he knew play time was over. He grabbed a potted flowering plant and jumped up on the Bosley's roof. He then ran to the front of the house. The agents ran around to get to the front and then Anthony dropped a bomb so to speak, it was just the plant after all! Right on top of Smith's head. CRACK! Ben ran around to the front of the house as well. He watched as Anthony jumped in his car, started it up and looked back at Smith who was slightly dazed from the hit. Anthony had a real good long look at Smith standing there with his dark brown suit and tie, sunglasses on but the right side of them was now in front of his ear at an angle, the left lens was broken in half AND to top it all off, Smith had the bottom part of the pot in his hands but the plant itself was ON TOP OF HIS HEAD! He was wobbling and clumps of dirt were dropping off of him, forming piles on his shoulders! Anthony watched as Brown and Jones came in view and looked at Smith. They then looked at each other in puzzlement and then at Anthony. When Ben saw Smith, he burst out laughing hard. "MAN! You got played sucka!" Anthony laughed out and then once more gave Smith the finger. Anthony then drove away.

"Why did you not call for us sooner?" Jones asked Smith. Smith turned and looked at him. He said nothing as he was still angry and quite dazed.

"We'll debrief back at headquarters." Brown said and then they disappeared leaving behind Henry and Harry. "What the? What happened to us?" Henry stammered. They looked around then they caught sight of Smith. They started laughing. "Man, how did that happen?" "I don't care...it's great man!" "That'll teach the Man to go messin' around our hood!" Then Mama Bosley came to the front door.

"What's going on out here?" she then noticed the plant on top of Smith's head. Smith turned and looked at her. He still wouldn't talk or couldn't talk possibly from the shame of his most recent defeat at Anthony's hands. "My begonia plant! You broke it, you hooligan!" The plant fell off of Smith's head and he tried to speak. "Maam...I..." Then Mama Bosley started hitting Smith on his head, shoulders it didn't matter. Smith was shocked at her reaction. It was after all, only a plant! He simply tried to defend himself from the attack. "I'll teach you to respect other people's property...you'll get me a new one, that's what you'll do!" The three men who had started all this trouble just laughed and laughed, there was one word to describe all this...priceless!

TO BE CONTINUED! I hope you like it so far! Please review!