Hello. I have always been a huge fan of the Matrix. If you want proof, read
my story 'Hello to all of you Americans'. It has a lot of references to the
Matrix. I really hope you enjoy my interpretation of what it would be like
if Neo joined the crew of the X-Men.
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There is no spoon
Chapter 1
A Very confused Neo
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A gothic looking man in a black trench coat was standing in a dead end alley way somewhere in New York. He stood facing another man who was dressed in a brown business suit and had a ear piece sticking out of his ear.
The man in the trench coat had an uzi in each hand and was pointing them straight at the man in the brown business suit's head. The man in the business suit didn't even flinch as the man in the trench coat smiled and pulled the trigger.
The bullets of the gun seemed to be going right through him. The only difference between the bullets going through him and missing him was the fact that the man in the business suit was still alive. In fact, there didn't seem to be a scratch on him. Then the man in the business suit pulled out his own gun and began firing at the man in the trench coat.
The man in the trench coat didn't seem very intimidated by this act and held his hand up straight in front of him. The entire clip of ammunition that the man in the brown business suit fired upon him was suspended in the air as if held by invisible strings.
The man in the trench coat picked a bullet out of the air, studied it, and said quite casually, " You know Smith, I thought that you would've gotten tired of this game by now."
" Mr. Anderson, you cannot kill me. How? There is no way that I can die. Should you even leave so much as a scratch on me, I'll just find a new body. A new HUMAN body. I am invincible. Unlike you inferior humans."
" My name is NEO!"
And with that, the rushed each other. Neo threw the first punch, but it was blocked very easily by the Agent.
The fight went on like this for what seemed like hours until Neo was tripped by Agent Smith. The agent walked over to where Neo lay on the ground unconscious and made one simple remark, " Humans."
The agent rolled Neo over on his back and stuck two fingers in his spine. A strange kind of liquid metal began flow from his fingers and covered the spot on his neck, down the rest of his back and over his head.
Something perplexed Agent Smith that day. When the metal was nearly covering Neo's entire body, it suddenly stopped. There was one place on Neo's chest that couldn't be covered.
Then Agent Smith realized something. The one space on Neo's chest that wasn't covered by the liquid metal was his heart. A small, pitiful, inferior human heart.
The metal began to recede. It began to crawl back up around Neo's body, over his shoulders, up his legs, and back into Agent Smith's hand.
" Another time, Neo. Another time."
With a sickening metallic whine, the Agent was gone.
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Neo awoke in a small alley somewhere in New York. He could remember nothing of the previous few hours. Nothing at all. It was as if someone had erased all of his memories. All he could remember was his name.
' I am Thomas Anderson.'
He got up and began to wander around aimlessly. Unfortunately, he was in the filthy slums of New York. A few people sitting on the steps of their disgusting homes called him a 'gringo'. Neo, however, was oblivious to any of this.
He was intent on finding some kind of medical care.
He walked on like this for hours. The hours turned into days. When he finally reached the city boarder, he kept on going.
He stumbled while walking, partly because he had been slightly disoriented since the day he woke up in the ally.
He kept on walking, down the road which eventually ended up on a highway.
From there, he continued down the highway until reaching a city called Bayville.
He kept walking through Bayville, stumbling along, looking and hoping for someone to help him. He finally came to a hospital. He stood at the door, just about to go in, but though better of it.
' If I go in and ask for some kind of treatment, what are they going to do but ask to know who I am? I don't even have any ID on me!'
So he kept on walking. Down the streets, past a high school, chilled to the bone as the dark, cold night approached. Soon it was pitch black. All he had to see by were some lights in the distance.
Hoping against hope that the residence would treat him and care for his wounds, he continued towards the lights.
He soon came upon a large gate that separated him from the huge house that the lights were in. He wished it wasn't there. He wished the gate would just go away.
The bars twitched.
They began to shake and quiver.
Finally, the whole gate just fell over, giving Neo a path straight up to the door.
' Wow.'
' that was cool.'
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Trust me, it will get better. In the mean time, review. Please? It only takes a minute. I'll give the first five reviews shout outs! Until the next chapter.
Das vi Danya!
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There is no spoon
Chapter 1
A Very confused Neo
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A gothic looking man in a black trench coat was standing in a dead end alley way somewhere in New York. He stood facing another man who was dressed in a brown business suit and had a ear piece sticking out of his ear.
The man in the trench coat had an uzi in each hand and was pointing them straight at the man in the brown business suit's head. The man in the business suit didn't even flinch as the man in the trench coat smiled and pulled the trigger.
The bullets of the gun seemed to be going right through him. The only difference between the bullets going through him and missing him was the fact that the man in the business suit was still alive. In fact, there didn't seem to be a scratch on him. Then the man in the business suit pulled out his own gun and began firing at the man in the trench coat.
The man in the trench coat didn't seem very intimidated by this act and held his hand up straight in front of him. The entire clip of ammunition that the man in the brown business suit fired upon him was suspended in the air as if held by invisible strings.
The man in the trench coat picked a bullet out of the air, studied it, and said quite casually, " You know Smith, I thought that you would've gotten tired of this game by now."
" Mr. Anderson, you cannot kill me. How? There is no way that I can die. Should you even leave so much as a scratch on me, I'll just find a new body. A new HUMAN body. I am invincible. Unlike you inferior humans."
" My name is NEO!"
And with that, the rushed each other. Neo threw the first punch, but it was blocked very easily by the Agent.
The fight went on like this for what seemed like hours until Neo was tripped by Agent Smith. The agent walked over to where Neo lay on the ground unconscious and made one simple remark, " Humans."
The agent rolled Neo over on his back and stuck two fingers in his spine. A strange kind of liquid metal began flow from his fingers and covered the spot on his neck, down the rest of his back and over his head.
Something perplexed Agent Smith that day. When the metal was nearly covering Neo's entire body, it suddenly stopped. There was one place on Neo's chest that couldn't be covered.
Then Agent Smith realized something. The one space on Neo's chest that wasn't covered by the liquid metal was his heart. A small, pitiful, inferior human heart.
The metal began to recede. It began to crawl back up around Neo's body, over his shoulders, up his legs, and back into Agent Smith's hand.
" Another time, Neo. Another time."
With a sickening metallic whine, the Agent was gone.
{{{{{{{{{{{{{{}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}
Neo awoke in a small alley somewhere in New York. He could remember nothing of the previous few hours. Nothing at all. It was as if someone had erased all of his memories. All he could remember was his name.
' I am Thomas Anderson.'
He got up and began to wander around aimlessly. Unfortunately, he was in the filthy slums of New York. A few people sitting on the steps of their disgusting homes called him a 'gringo'. Neo, however, was oblivious to any of this.
He was intent on finding some kind of medical care.
He walked on like this for hours. The hours turned into days. When he finally reached the city boarder, he kept on going.
He stumbled while walking, partly because he had been slightly disoriented since the day he woke up in the ally.
He kept on walking, down the road which eventually ended up on a highway.
From there, he continued down the highway until reaching a city called Bayville.
He kept walking through Bayville, stumbling along, looking and hoping for someone to help him. He finally came to a hospital. He stood at the door, just about to go in, but though better of it.
' If I go in and ask for some kind of treatment, what are they going to do but ask to know who I am? I don't even have any ID on me!'
So he kept on walking. Down the streets, past a high school, chilled to the bone as the dark, cold night approached. Soon it was pitch black. All he had to see by were some lights in the distance.
Hoping against hope that the residence would treat him and care for his wounds, he continued towards the lights.
He soon came upon a large gate that separated him from the huge house that the lights were in. He wished it wasn't there. He wished the gate would just go away.
The bars twitched.
They began to shake and quiver.
Finally, the whole gate just fell over, giving Neo a path straight up to the door.
' Wow.'
' that was cool.'
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Trust me, it will get better. In the mean time, review. Please? It only takes a minute. I'll give the first five reviews shout outs! Until the next chapter.
Das vi Danya!