I OWN NONE OF THESE CHARACTERS except for Ben, Harry and Henry in the previous chapters and Bob and Mitch in this chapter! This is the final chapter so enjoy and review please!
Dylan was nervous and scared. She had gone with the CSI police team to the alley where less than 24 hours ago both Anthony and Seamus fell. She was afraid that Seamus was still alive to spite her and that Anthony was dead and she would spend the rest of her life wondering what could have been! She gathered up her courage and went to the head investigator. "Well, what's the news?"
"See for yourself." the head man Bob said. Dylan closed her eyes and then turned to face the alley. When she opened them she saw the big letter E and the dead body of Seamus O'Grady! She was both relieved and panic stricken at the same time. "Could you identify the body, please?"
"Yes, it's Seamus O'Grady," Dylan looked at his face and saw the terrified look of a man who'd just seen the devil himself frozen on his face. She took a few steps toward him.
"He appears to have died from a stab wound to the heart. He also has a second stab wound just under his left lung. Both wounds appear to have come from the same weapon and both go right through his body, from one side clear out the other, " Bob said. "You claim there was another man here as well?"
"Yes, "Dylan said. But where was he? With a wound so great, even if he managed to crawl away they would have found him somewhere...
"There is blood here on the ground that is not Seamus' and it leads out of the alley but then it disappears. He must have gotten in a vehicle and went somewhere. It also appears that he was the one who killed Seamus. If we find him, we'll have to question him..." Bob stated.
"You don't have to! He killed Seamus in self defense. Seamus tried to kill him, he ran a sword right through him!" Dylan kept the fact to herself that if Seamus was still alive and kicking, Anthony might just have killed him, not only for trying to kill him... but for hurting her as well!
"If that's the case then...I guess we won't need to question him after all! We would still like to know how he managed to get out of here alive though...WHOO HOO it's kind of creepy and all!"
Creepy...yes. That word described Anthony to a tee! Dylan looked up at the sky and caressed lovingly the silver St. Anthony medallion around her neck, silently saying a prayer that he would be alright and that they would meet again.
Two weeks later, Anthony was completely healed! It would have taken a normal person maybe months to get better but Anthony knew that his wound was not real and so he got better faster. He had stayed with a friend who was a doctor but couldn't get his license to practice here in the USA yet. Anthony had thought about going to the nuns for help but then maybe Dylan would have found him and he didn't want her to find him so soon because then she would have seen how quickly he healed and maybe asked too many questions, although he knew that someday, if he ever wanted a relationship with her, she would someday see him perform his little tricks. He would deal with that when it came up, he knew that even if he did tell her just a little bit of information...not so much that she couldn't understand or handle it...that she would except that he was different and leave it at that! Now here he stood in a Best Buy store, waiting for a business contact. In came two young men. "Let's go in the back room, " Mitch, the one who had helped Anthony by bringing this gentleman here to see him said. They did and there Mitch made the introductions. "Anthony, this is Thomas Anderson, he's the guy I told you about." Mitch paused then went to the door to leave them alone in the room. "Good Luck, guys."
Anthony sat down and lit a cigarette. He motioned for Tom to sit down and he did. Thomas Anderson looked like anyone you'd bump into on the street, dark hair, brown eyes and a business suit minus the jacket. He looked like he hadn't slept in ages. He somehow looked like he was far away or wishing he was somewhere else...he looked like he was searching for something but he didn't know what. Anthony with a gesture offered him a cigarette. "Oh, no. No thanks." He rubbed his hand through his hair and said, " I heard from Mitch you were looking for one of these..." Tom pulled out a computer disc and slid it over to Anthony. Anthony picked it up and looked at it closely. He raised his eyebrows and nodded his head in approval. "Remember if you get caught with that thing, you didn't get it from me." Anthony gave a small nod. Tom ran his finger under his nose and fidgeted in his seat. "You got my money?" Anthony nodded, reached in his pocket and got the money out and then handed it to Tom. When he did, Tom's fingers came into contact with Anthony's. All of a sudden, Anthony began to see things...Smith...and Tom...fighting...Morpheus...Zion...Trinity with Tom...The Oracle...The Merovingian...It became too much for him and he held his head and swayed, looking like he was going to fall out of the chair. "Whoa, are you alright buddy?" Tom got up and leaned over and grabbed Anthony by the shoulders. A look of concern came on his face, then he relaxed as Anthony took a deep breath and nodded yes. "WHOO...You scared me there!" Anthony got up and calmly put out his cigarette. He indicated he wanted them to leave the back room and go their separate ways. But when they got out of the room, Tom asked him, "Are you REALLY ok because if you're not...?" Anthony smiled and calmly nodded yes. "Well, then. I guess this is good-bye. If you ever need anything..." Anthony made a gesture that indicated yes, I know. I can come to you. "Nice to meet you, Mr. Anthony." Tom reached out his hand to Anthony. Anthony paused a second and wondered if he should take it. He didn't want to offend his new contact so he shook his hand. This time he saw more images...multiple Smiths...Zion under attack and...a fight in the rain...This time the images did not make him dizzy. "Good-bye." Tom said and then a strange look came in his eyes. He got a strange chill and as he walked away, he suddenly stopped. He turned back towards Anthony. "It's strange...have you ever had deja vu?" Anthony raised his eyebrow and shook his head confused. "It sounds crazy but... I feel as though I know you...like we're connected somehow." Then he shook his head and smiled at Anthony with a big grin. "I'm sorry, I didn't get much sleep last night. Lately, I just can't seem to get it together, you know." he paused. "I do hope we meet again though. Really." Mr. Anderson didn't know why but since the handshake he had felt a connection, a kindred soul in Anthony and he really did want to meet him again. It was a sad fact that he never would meet Anthony again. As Anthony watched Tom leave the store and stand in the parking lot, looking like the most lonely person in the world, looking up at the sky before going to his car and getting in, he couldn't help but think. As he absorbed all he had seen and really processed it in his mind, he suddenly smiled. Agent Smith won't be bothering me anymore! No, he'll be much too busy to obsess over me. Instead he'll have someone new to obsess over...the One...the One that Morpheus had talked about...Mr. Anderson. No, Neo he would be called instead. A new name for a new life! Mr. Anderson was the One! The prophecy would be fulfilled and Anthony was more than happy to leave the world, Zion and the Matrix in his capable hands! Anthony crossed his arms and leaned against the wall of the store, laughing out loud. The few people in the Best Buy looked at him like he was crazy. Anthony didn't care because for the first time in his life he knew everything was going to be alright! Smith, you unlucky SOB, if you think you had a hard time with me...you ain't seen nothing yet!
THE END Well, did you like it! Let me know! Please review Smith fans, Anthony fans, Matrix fans and Charlie's Angels fans alike!