Ok so I decided to start off with a nice and easy Matrix one. Character courtesy of my Account onhttp/s14. Starting off niiiice and easy today ;)
Prologue
Alex sat in the BMW next to Dak. It was a cool December evening, a routine trip to the Merovingian. He looked at Dak, but Dak was concentrating on the road. It was cold in the car, even with the heating on full. He stared out of the window, conscious of the silence outside, in the urban areas of London.
'Almost there, Alex' His 44-year-old tutor smiled. Alex tried to smile back, but he couldn't. There was something wrong in this trip…Scarily wrong.
'What is wrong?' Asked Dak. Maybe the fear on Alex's face was all too evident.
'Nothing' Dak raised an eyebrow.
'Sure?' He asked. Before Alex could reply, a bright orange flash erupted around the car. It swerved to the left, smashing into a lamp post.
'SHIT!' Shouted Dak, trying to open the car door. But it was jammed. 'They've sabotaged the vehicle, agents, seven of them!' He said quickly, pushing Alex further down in his seat. 'We cant-'He began, as a hail of machine gun fire shattered the windscreen. Pain lanced through Alex's arm, burning a vicious path up his shoulder. Bright red streaks dribbled down his shirt. Dak seemed unscathed, but Alex saw a bullet speeding towards him, and so had no time to think about it. It whizzed through the air, seeming to slow down. It would hit him, Alex couldn't dodge in time. He screwed up his eyes, bracing himself…
…But the bullet didn't hit him. Instead he heard a soft moaning sound coming from Dak, who was now lying in front of him, crimson blood staining the seat of the car.
'NO!' Screamed Alex. 'NO! NO! NO! DAK!' He scrambled towards the already drained body, and looked into the already clouding eyes, searching for the already embedded bullet.
'Alex…Whatever you do, always try to achieve what we have fought to achieve all our lives…Achieve…Achieve freedom….' The mist thickened behind Dak's glasses, and for the last time, Alex hugged Dakiel Willows. A tear found its way through the closed eyes, and dripped onto the already dead body of the only father Alex would ever have.