Falling. Was I falling? I couldn't tell. It was so dark, so cold... Memories were slipping away from me. Not that I would come to care, I wouldn't remember anyway. Light. A light coming at me? So I was falling.
I woke up. What was that about, I wondered. I had been having strange dreams lately. Wishing the one day I could see into the light of my dreams, I left my house to head off to work.
Now I don't have a car. Seeing as I'm not old enough to legally drive. That's not saying I can't drive. I'm a perfectly good driver. The city thinks I can't handle the road. Oh well. In my garage I grabbed a helmet and my bike. Seeing as I'm a law abiding person and don't drive yet. I left my house half past 8, late again.
"Fired?! What do you mean fired?" I said. "You've been late for the past month!" my boss said "Don't give me crap about how you don't have a car!"
"But the city says I can't drive until I'm 16!"
"Screw the city, you'll be here when I say, and seeing as you're fired, don't bother showing up."
This was unfair and I knew it. I left on my bike and headed for home, just hoping for sleep. While on the road my cell phone vibrated. I pulled to the side of the road and answered it. The call was full of static. I think I head this: "I have an interest in you, come to club Avalon at 3 o'clock, no later, no earlier." Who the hell calls and puts up a message like that? Nonetheless I glanced at my watch. 2:30. I was in Hampton Green, Downtown. Avalon was over in Midian Park!
I got to club Avalon, late. Just great I've wasted my time. I walked in anyway. 10 minute wouldn't kill him if he had an interest in me. Right? A woman greeted me inside the door. She asked if I wanted to go home with her. She's wasted, I thought. I politely declined and headed down to the VIP room, I assumed he would meet me there.
"Aw, Timmy, welcome." Timmy? Who does this guy think he is? "Have a seat." he said. I took a seat next to him and he offered 2 pills. I guessed they were ecstasy and declined. "You may want one after you hear what I have to offer."
Heh well it was 2 in the morning, you'l get over it. Now where were we...
I woke up. I woke up? How was that possible? He was just about to tell me something! My cell phone started to vibrate against my oak end table. Just before it was about to fall off it stopped vibrating. It was taunting me. Should I fall or not? Just then it vibrated again, second ring. It fell off the table and on to the hardwood floor. It continued vibrating and heading towards my bed. I picked it up before it went under.
"I bet your wondering what happened, Timmy." It was that guy again. "Club Avalon, 3 o'clock. Try not to be late again. Ok?"
It was already 2. Maybe I'd make it this time. I stepped outside of my apartment. It was a nice apartment complex. Down in the Chelsea area. It would be beachfront. If we had a beach is this armpit of a city. There was a black Jetta parked in front of my complex. "Nice ride." I said to the driver. The driver smiled and lifted a Glock to my face. "Get in." She commanded. I turned to run but then 2 move guns cocked in my ears. "Get in." She said again, I happily did so. After all it was a nice car. A ride couldn't hurt. Could it?
Once in the car the driver turned almost friendly. She offered me a mint. Was that an insult? I looked around the car. Nice leather interior. All still black, almost depressing. Even the Driver and her accomplices were dressed in black. She a black cat suit, the men, husky looking, black suits.
"You're going to meet someone who will change your life." She said. "He is nothing like the man in the club." How did she know about that? And does that make it real? "Just try and sit back, relax, have some fun. We'll be there in about an hour." So I was going to be late at the club, again. But maybe that was the least of my worries.
Buildings flew past us. I put on my seat belt. This woman was crazy! This can't be the speed limit! How did she manage not to get hit? We arrived at a big building around 3:30. KALT CHEMICAL the sign in front read. Kalt was in the news awhile back. A couple of vials had been stolen. No one knows what happened to them. All I know is that what ever those vials did couldn't be good. Kalt was so corrupt these days.
The left door of the Jetta opened. "Get out" the man to my right said. He pointed a Glock at me, so I got out without complaint. I was escorted towards the building. The local gang, a bunch of scary looking girls, was cocking their guns. "Hide somewhere" the woman said. Gun shots erupted everywhere. All 3 of them had been hit! Yet they still stood. They weren't even dazed! How was this possible?! I must still be dreaming. Then a few of the gang members dropped their guns and started throwing punches. All the punches were dodged. The 3 retaliated. The woman used 2 handguns and shot the hell out of everything that moved. The two men used Martial Arts, they we're more amusing to watch. One of the men, taking on 3 at once, knocked all of out with a quick sweep kick. I couldn't believe it. 3 of them against more then 20. Well it wasn't 20 now; over half were on the ground. Knocked out, or worse... The rest of the gang ran.
We entered the building. We weren't greeted kindly. A Security guard, witnessing the spectacle outside told us to leave. He was shot in the head before he could saw another word. Who were these people? I better stay on their good side. We went to the elevators and ascended to the 30th floor. This floor looked to be set up for a meeting. I meeting I was supposed to take place in. We entered the room, a man sat in a seat, facing the window.
"Hello there, TimeMaker."
TimeMaker? What was he talking about?
"Have a seat.", he said. He was another man, dressed in a suit. But he had an ear piece and glasses. Glasses.. inside? I took a seat in the chair across the table from him. He turned around to face me.
"What have they told you?"
"Who?"
"My men."
"Nothing."
"Ok then." he said. "You TimeMaker, are a program."
So, I guessed I was asleep again and said, "Look at me, flesh and bones, not code."
"Everything in this world is code, do you not remember?"
I decided to tell him what had been happening to me. "I can't remember what I did 5 minutes ago lately." This was true, and if it was a dream, could it hurt anyway? Just then he pulled out what looked to be a bomb. "Allow me to demonstrate he said." He slid the bomb looking thing across the table and it blew. No fire, no big bang, but green flowed out everywhere. Dream or no dream, there were some weird things happening.
"You are a program." he said again. "And you have been failing lately, fired from your job. Do you know why?"
"Why?"
"Because we set a virus in you, and you lost track of time."
"But why..."
"We have a more updated version of you, we call him, 'TheWatchmaker'."
"So what option do I have in this?"
"Well, you can ether return to the Source, or die here.
Just then the man produced a gun. "What is your choice TimeMaker?" he said. I shook my head to say I wasn't sure. And then, he shot me just a few inches from my heart. "I guess you die then."
I was bleeding, but not blood. That green stuff... He just looked at me and smiled, "Belive now?"
Before he shot me again, I heard fighting behind me; the two men had taken out the woman. Then they grabbed me and ran towards the wall. Not towards it.... through it.
Yeah, yeah ,yeah, I'm adjusting to school, might write more later.
Alright, Helw, I'm dead tired, but just for you.
"Sir, you had better haev a look at this."
"Ha, so they are still alive, who is that third man?"
"He's the new potential on the block"
"Well then, lets see that Zion dosn't get to him first. Shall we?"
Holy Crap I thought to myself. Did we just go through a wall?!
We were out on the street in front of that building now. Cars were going down the street and everything looked normal, except that I was bleading that green stuff. A few bystanders took notice of us comming out of the wall. I give them a week before they go crazy. We got to the curb and back into that car.
"Sorry about that", the men in white said, "We didn't mean to take it that far, we just had to show you what this is."
"And what is it?", I asked.
"Well it's a simulation. And we don't like it. Being programs like you we thought that the Merovingian might appeal to you."
The Merovingian? What kind of name is that? Sounded like some kind of self-centered man to me.
"We want to take you to him now that you can see what this is." I looked at my wound. It was still bleeding, but why haden't I died yet? I couldn't have that much blood, could I?
"By the way, that's not blood, that's code."
Alright, hlew, I'm dead tired, but just for you. "Sir, you had better haev a look at this.""Ha, so they are still alive, who is that third man?""He's the new potential on the block""Well then, lets see that Zion dosn't get to him first. Shall we?" Holy Crap I thought to myself. Did we just go through a wall?!We were out on the street in front of that building now. Cars were going down the street and everything looked normal, except that I was bleading that green stuff. A few bystanders took notice of us comming out of the wall. I give them a week before they go crazy. We got to the curb and back into that car."Sorry about that", the men in white said, "We didn't mean to take it that far, we just had to show you what this is.""And what is it?", I asked. "Well it's a simulation. And we don't like it. Being programs like you we thought that the Merovingian might appeal to you."The Merovingian? What kind of name is that? Sounded like some kind of self-centered man to me."We want to take you to him now that you can see what this is." I looked at my wound. It was still bleeding, but why haden't I died yet? I couldn't have that much blood, could I?"By the way, that's not blood, that's code." Ok have fun with that, bed time. Didn't send it through word this time either, so Type-os are gonna be in tehre, GET OVER IT. K? k.
Alright, hlew, I'm dead tired, but just for you.
We drove fast and far away from the Kalt towers. Within 10 minutes we were in the Hampton Green area. We turned into a garage. Funny, I don't remember this here... We got out of the car and went into an elevator.
Music was blasting. So there was a party going one eh? Maybe this "Merovingian" isn't to bad after all. Then they decided to strip search me for weapons... Never had I been so humiliated!
"Ok, your clear. Take him down Twins."
"We will", they answered at the same time. Creepy.... We walked through a heavy looking double doors. The music almost blasted me back into the elevator. People were everywhere, bumping and grinding. And, well.. otherthings in the side areas. Noone respects themselves anymore I thought. The music stopped. People stoped dancing and looked at us. They made a path to a set of half sprial stairs. I looked to the ground, I couldn't stare these... these... sex crazed people in the face. I only wondered what I might see in thier eyes. The floor in thie club was suprisingly clean.
A man stood at the platform at the top of the stairs and leaned over the railing. "Hello, TimeMaker, come up and join me won't you?" The Twins pushed me to the stairs and told me to go up. I wasn't about to argue. Sitting down up there I thought the people wouldn't be able to see me, that was good.
"I am The Merovingian."
Sir. we've lost him!
Then find him!
Sir!
What?
He's dissapeared in the Hampton Green area.
Then the Merovingian has him?
He might, Sir.
Then get him back!
What is this?
Commander!
"I suppose you already know what this... simulation is.", The Merovingian said.
"Yes, I do. And what do you want me for?", I said.
"Well I want to do you a favor and hide you from the Machines."
"What's the catch?"
There is no catch, why would I do something like that to you?"
"This seems like an awful lot of trouble to go through just to get me here."
"You, TimeMaker, were worth it."
He got up and walked towards the railing. "See all of these people, TimeMaker? They work for me. Look at the fun they have!"
That didn't look like fun to me. Looked more like he was controling them. I had no idea what drugs he had them on. Probably one of those "red pills". Whatever it was I didn't want to find out. This "Merovingian", the man in the buisness suit, probably wanted me to be one of them too.
"You see, TimeMaker, you WILL work for me."
"Or what?", I said, not entirely sure of what he could do to me.
"Or this!"
I blacked out.
nice !
This can't be happening.
Well sir, it is.
Well I want him back now! Who knows what The Merovingian could do to him!
Hello, you don't know me, but I was hopeing you might want to talk.
Anna woke up. She had been having odd dreams lately... something about a Matrix.... isn't that like a math function or something? She thought about it for awhile and decided that she might need professional help if she was takeing math into weird other dimention crap. She looked at her computer screen. It read, "Hello, you don't know me, but I was hopeing you might want to talk."
"What the hell is this?", she said aloud. "Stupid people on AIM only want to date! What part of leave me alone don't these guys get?!" She stormed out of her messy bed room into her equally messy kitchen.
"Well, I guess theres only one thing to calm me down now isn't there..."
"Yeah, make cookies!"
She was grabbed from behind, but not in a hostile way. It was a nice warm and inviteing hug. She felt better already. He was there, and that made it all better, for the time being.
"Yeah, make cookies" she said almost sarcasticially. She picked up the hand held blender from the clean kitchen and turned it on, waveing it in his face. "You think you'd make my cookies taste better if I blended you in?"
"Whoa now, I know you like me, but am I really that sweet?", he asked her assumeing a fighting stance ready to defend himself from any on comming blender attack.
"Oh, you think you can dodge this?" She faked a throw with the blender and threw raw cookie dough at his face. The dough found it's mark, right through his parted lips. "Score!"
"Hey, this stuffs pretty good! What did you change?", he asked jokeingly. She looked at him almost angerly. He laughed at her, she looked so cute to him when she pretneded to be angry. Now when she was angry, that was a different story.
"Let me through the cookies in the oven and then we can go do something else if you like."
"Mmm, what might I like to do?"
"Boys..... boys and thier toys...."
"Toys, I remember playing with toys when I was young!"
"You still do..."
"Oh.... OH THAT TOY!"
"Are you sure your a boy?"
He thought about that for a second, checked and said, "Yep." If there was one thing her was good at, it was makeing her laugh, just not so much makeing other people laugh.
"Your cute when you laugh, ya know?"
She blushed at him, he had tried this before, and it always worked. She didn't know why. It was like something out of a book. He was nice, loyal, kind... hot. And yet she always let him win. Her friends repeteitivly told her to be more assertive, little good it did her, she loved him for this.
"Stop blushing and put those cookies in already!"
That's right! She had been holding the cookies for a few minutes with the oven still running. Oh, stupid stupid stupid! she thought. She took him over to the couch. They had a bright future to look forward to. They were engaged and they were happy. Nothing could change that. Tomorrow would always be better then the day before....
