I asked him if he always knew that something was wrong with the world, but he couldn't pinpoint what exactly. I asked him about that splinter in his mind. I then told him about being a prisoner of a jail cell without visible bars or walls. I walked over to the locked chest of the goods I needed that the Striker's Operator downloaded onto the roof before my arrival. I grabbed the 3 things that I will use on The Kid, while bursting through the roof's building door was the black prideful Hyperon, a crewmember of the Striker. He will oversee the final disconnection from within the Matrix while the Striker's Operator coordinates on his end.
I present to the curious but nervous Kid the two pills. Take the Blue pill, and all of what happened to him today was a strange and quite insane dream. Digest the Red pill, and see how deep the rabbit hole goes. The Kid swipes the Red pill and swallows. He wants the truth. Then I quickly assemble the basic full-length mirror from within the chest and place it next to The Kid sitting on some rotting cardboard boxes.
I learned in my first stay in Zion what exactly the deal with the mirror is, and what had happened to me earlier. Quite simply, the Red pill is basically a "bug" of a homing signal, to which we could easily locate his pod within the endless farms in the real world. As The Kid then proceeded to touch the mirror, and the metallic liquid substance tap onto his skin, its really the visual code within the Matrix of our searching for The Kid's signal. However, if we do not get a lock on him and literally "pull the plug" in time before it overruns his body, then instead of tricking the machines to think the pod body is dead, and thus ready to be flushed down to the sewers, the robots hovering around the Farm will notice that the body is not only alive, but broken out of its pod. The end result will be immediate termination.
As the substance has covered everything below his neck, The Kid is in shock because of the liquid's time exposure to organic flesh. Hyperon and the Operator are almost ready to break The Kid out of prison, but then we hear helicopters coming. They have found us.
I immediately get into combat mode, waiting for what is coming. The chopper's Gatlin gun opens fire on us, and I quickly pushed the partially immobilized Kid from having the same fate as Mouse. At least 4 Agent drones leap from the chopper and land on the rooftop, to which I then laid combat against. I easily throw one across the roof, punch one into the roof's floor, and nearly kicked an Agent's head off. But they all come back from their early dismissals and come back for more. I then realized as I am fighting them simultaneously with my punches that for artificial software, they must know that they can't beat me, since it is futile, unless…
…the building's roof door bursts open, and the female Agent appears with another male Agent drone. Hyperon, not finished with his side of the unlocking process, gets up to try to stop these two Agents from harming The Kid. He will fight to the death to save this newbie, and that is what will happen in about 30 seconds. I quickly glanced at the 3 Agents I am fighting. They are the diversion to occupy me. I then do a swift roundhouse kick which dispatches them for now, and quickly float towards Hyperon, and fight those two drones. The female Agent is more about speed and graceful precision-point attacks than the males (much like my soul mate), and she is quite difficult to duel with…for about 7 seconds. I adapted to her fighting style, and actually toss her off the roof and she crashed onto the street below. For a split-second, I mourned for the poor human slave that the female Agent had been occupying for a moment. I then kick the other drone through the door and down the stairwell.
Those 3 earlier Agents are back on their feet, and now Hyperon is out matched. I fly over to him to fight these troopers again, but I caught something to the side of my left eye. The Kid was standing, quite wobbly, on the roof's edge, with the Agent that I had kicked through the door now walking towards him slowly. The liquid substance now has everything covered on the Kid's face, save for his mouth and one of his eyes. I could see his face absolutely horrified by this silent monster that is preparing to fire his weapon on him. All these Agents hoped to distract me long enough to either eliminate or capture The Kid.
As I leapt to stop that Agent, The Kid saw me coming and he accidentally took a misstep. He then fell off the skyscraper's edge, onto his apparent doom. I grabbed Hyperon to my side and we flied over the ledge and down below. I quickly try to gain speed, but then I remembered. The liquid substance within 30 seconds will fail to get its signal lock, and he will then be exterminated, if the street below doesn't do it first. I may catch him in time, but he will die anyway.
With my back against the wall of this dilemma, I reached my hand out towards the Kid's code. I then locked onto him as earlier before, but now I am concentrating on his neck, his plug port in the real world. I don't know what I am doing, but if I can manipulate this reality to my willing, then maybe, just maybe…
As I stretched and pointed my hand at that direction with all my might, I then felt something happening, but it wasn't on me. I felt The Kid directly without touching him. As the sensation got stronger, and as The Kid's terror shrieks from his vocal chords intensified, I gained faster on whatever I am doing. My hands felt like they were pulling something awfully heavy, but suddenly, I feel nothing.
I looked at The Kid, but he is dematerializing. His body is being de-coded layer by layer until its minimalist dimension, and then he disappears. The Kid is gone, but where is he? What did I do to him? Hyperon's look of shock and confusion said it best for the both of us.
We got to the ringing telephone across the City, and are back onto the Striker. As my senses ease back to the real world, I then caught attention to the fact that everyone on the ship is looking at me. Trinity comes to make sure I am all right, but everyone else wants me to explain what happened, but I don't have the answer. In silence, I got up and hustled towards the Operator's station. He looked me in disbelieve.
"What happened to The Kid?"
The Operator stuttered.
"Ne, Ne, Neo…..I don't know but.."
"But what?"
"But somehow, we go the Kid locked and he's…..out"
Morpheus leaned over. "You mean, we got him in time?"
"Yes Captain Morpheus, we got locked onto his signal and got him out in time"
Captain Atraimi is in disbelieve. "But how? We didn't complete the process in time before the Agents bursted through."
"Yes Captain, but my monitors are telling me that whatever Neo did to that Kid, it reads like we had broken him out as we usually do it. In other words, he deplugged The Kid by own his power."
This conclusion shocks everyone, including Neo, who refuses to believe that such a bold action was his own doing. But a major concern is more pressing for him personally.
"If we got him out in time, where is he?"
The Operator checked over his monitors. "He is over in the sewers of Farm Sector 4-G".
Captain Atraimi gives the Striker orders to retrieve The Kid, pushing aside everyone's bewilderment at what I had done with my hands.
Hours later, after our quiet flight plan, we arrived, and activated the ship's crane hook. Outside the Matrix, I am only average, but I risk danger to everyone and the cause itself when I grabbed onto the hook. I want to The Kid and rescue him from the ancient bodies of filthy water, if he is still alive.
After a few minutes of searching, I found a fresh body floating on the surface. It's The Kid, but he isn't active. The hook grabbed him, and I held his head horizontally as we ride back towards the ship. He is alive, and apparently quite all right. As Captain Atraimi took the Striker back to Zion after our specialty mission was complete, The Kid's muscles were reconstructed. A few days after being unconscious, he awoke to see his savior again, but now with the veil of illusion lifted. He sees that unlike my self-vision as the Matrix executes, I don't look as glamorous, nor is my thin patch of black hair back to where it was before I was freed from my pod. However, before he sees the rest of the real world, he has to start somewhere with the truth.
