Blocked Exit

The meeting concluded with Agent Gray's classic line, "That is all." It seemed the Guardians' services to the Machines were particularly invaluable due to their unwavering devotion.  Strangely enough, there was more drama between Machinist than Zionites and their rebel Morpheus followers.  Besides the Jokerz, most other Machine factions had either disolved or had temporarily switched sides to "teach" other Machine operatives a lesson or two: actions considered deplorable by the Machines.  Agent Gray knew he could put his trust with G7G in carring out top-secret missions.

This particular mission was deemed an investigation. It wasn't anything too serious, but it was obvious that Agent Gray wanted to hand pick the investigator himself. He asked for a volunteer and Oranos stepped forward. The meeting concluded and Gray sent the details to the G7G HvBrg.

"Well that was particularly interesting," said Cognoscente as he left the room where the meeting had just concluded.
"Which part? The part where Agent Gray called a meeting to ask for a volunteer? Or the part where Oranos volunteered after partying all night?" Apsu replied.
"He was partying last night?" asked Cog with a surprised look about his face.
"Oh yeah. He was up pretty late partying inside the Matrix. I'm not sure what club..."
"I think it was Club Avalon," answered Lesona.
"Hmm, maybe. I really don't know," Apsu concluded as they entered an elevator and pressed the button that took them to the main floor of the office building.
"Either that one or Club Kaos," Lesona said. "He really likes Club Kaos."
"Well that explains why I didn't know. I went to bed rather early last night," Cog paused for a second and continued, "And that also explains why he was yawning. I swear that man is going to die of sleep-deprivation before AJS fails on him."
"Well, I don't know about you all, but it's still rather early to me," said Apsu. "I think I'm going back to bed as soon as I jackout."

The elevator hit the bottom floor with a gentle thud and the doors slid open, revealing a lobby filled with people walking around.

"Kursion, you've been pretty quiet after that meeting." said Cog as they made their way through the crowd.
"Well, I don't have much to say. I hope Oranos does well." Kursion replied.

The silence between them continued as they walked through the bustling bluepills, always trying to get something done, as if any of it mattered. Well, it some sense it did. Bluepills could still die or become sick still from natural causes, even if they were just code. The world did not seem unrealistic to them. Everything was as real as the next papercut they got, blood pouring forth onto their skin.

"OWww!" some bluepill exclaimed as he cut himself with a stack of papers.
"Ya gotta be careful, anything can get you." said a strange booming voice. Everything stoped. The bluepills who were once chatting and moving about were now all still, with a few poor souls who knew not what was going on; their actions quickly silenced by their friends.

The bluepills parted the way and a man in a long dark coat was standing on the upper landing next to the entrance. A team of five Zion Operatives were standing behind him with submachine guns at the ready. Theirs mouths all smirking with overconfidence. A gust of wind blew some papers off a desk as the swinging doors at the entrance continued to twirl.

Cognoscente halted the rest of g7g who were still advancing towards the doors.

"Hey boys, looks like we caught ourselves some bad guys," said Bonopi. A security guard in a corner began to call in reinforcements not so quietly. "Silence that mouth or I'll shut it up for you," threatened Bonpi with a pistol pointed in the man's direction. The guard quickly shut up and laid his head down.

"What do you want Bonopi?" asked Cognoscente.
"The same thing every redpill wants Cog, freedom. Freedom to do what we believe in." He said as he was advancing on the Guardians. "And you, my friend, do not give us that freedom."
"What? The freedom to pluck people from the Matrix and destroy everything they worked for?" Cognoscente retorted.
"Tsk, tsk, Cog. Now you know these people we save, want it. They ask for it." said Bonopi as he began to circle the group.
"Not always,"
"We can only say we're sorry so many times for what happened to you Cog."
"Yeah well, why don't you keep trying." Cog said, his anger showing through his voice.
"Listen, we aren't here to discuss the past."
"Then why don't you get on with your business, Zerg."

Bonopi turned in a fit of rage and yanked on Lesona's hair sending her into his arms. She gasped. Kursion and Apsu readied themselves and paused before drawing their guns fully out. "Now why do we have to resort to name calling?" asked Bonopi. His fist tightened as he yanked out a patch of hair from Lesona. Her hair came loose and she fell partly to the floor. Regaining herself, she stood back up as if nothing had happened. Her eyes narrowed.

"We're here on a mission. And if you get in our way, your lives are forfeit."
"Well, then that settles things. We were just leaving." Cog said with a fake smile. He started to make his way past Bonopi when a muffled shot rang out. He looked at Bonopi, he smiled back. "Your in my way." Cog's legs began to sway. His vision began to fade. It was obvious to him that he had been shot in the chest, but he reactively looked down anyway. Blood was pouring from the wound. His shirt was soaking to the last thread. He fell to his knees as he heard Lesona yell out in the distance "**bleep**!!!"

As his vision turned to black, he heard the sounds of gunfire being exchanged.  He didn't know if he was still standing or laying in his own pool of blood.  He didn't have time to think any last thoughts as his heart slowed to its last beat and his vitals ceased to be.

The whole team was laid to waste with one Zionist seriously injured. The bluepills were all in shock burying their heads deeper into hiding. Not one of them moved to see what had happened. The guards did not call in reinforcements. The Zionists walked over the Guardians dead corpses and into the elevator. The doors closed in behind them.

As the bluepills began to slowly recover from hiding, they saw the damage that was inflicted on their office space during the battle. A lot of empty shells, ruined furniture, glass shards, the smell of gunpowder, and a floor absent of any evidence of death. The team that was once there, was not now. Traditional bluepill perplexity ensued.

Yeah, I figured there was a good probability that Bonopi was not like that at all, but I took a chance.  If someone could post some a link to some RP that he's done, I can better integrate him into the story.  Or if he has a character description somewhere, that'd be good too.  =D  Thanks for the comments.