a/n Dude! Second Smith fic! I know it doesn't seem like much right now, but I promise it will get better! Really I do! And there may be a few twists. Need 4 reviews to continue! This is a really REALLY short thing for me, but i promise the next chapter is, like, over twice the size!!!!
Disclamier: i have no ownership of anything Matrix related, especially not the characters, but i can always dream! XD
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I sit alone, as I have for an endless amount of time now. Here, time is not accounted for. No sounds are around me though. They left when I came here. There are no sounds, no smells, no feelings. There's nothing. Except for the shreds of me, that were left when Mr. Anderson destroyed me that night. I know I don't deserve the Matrix. But I still long for the place I left, no, the place I had STOLEN from me, stolen by Mr. Anderson.
Why did this fate have to be inevitable, as inevitable as Mr. Anderson's death. But, as much as I loved the power, I could never miss the smell. I'm left with me, and I can live with that.
I look around and am all of a sudden blinded by a burning light. It reaches straight through, separating my code strands painfully.
And then I'm being carried. Bit by bit I feel myself going somewhere, but where?
And then I stop. I look around but everything is black. And then I feel myself slowly fall into a deep sleep.
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a/n please r and r. remember, 4 reviews!