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mAtRiX jUsUn LeE (i wrote like that to piss y'all off.)
The smoke slowly drifted away, the last shell casing dropped to the floor. The acrid smell of spent gunpowder still hung in the air around the dead bodies. Some were so shot up that they were unrecognizable. The bodies of old women, of police officers, of children.
I dropped to my knees. The sirens in the background were an unmistakable death toll. Blood continued to run down from the gun wounds that burned through my gut. It didn't matter; the blood couldn't stain my black leather trench coat and boots.
My eyes began to falter. If you could consider them real eyes.
As things got darker, the Matrix code could be seen. The pale green Japanese letters and numbers illuminated the room.
'This must be my life flashing before my eyes.' I thought
I tried to remember, how this all began. How it all started. I wondered and drifted off:
I woke up.
SCREECH SCREECH SCREECH
The screaming black box with the glowing red numbers. It was always the first thing that greeted me every morning. I hated it so much
"Shit. I'm late for school again.", muttering under my breath, I hit my alarm clock, threw off my sheets and hurriedly threw on some clothes.
My pillow was soaked in a mixture of my sweat and drool. I had another one of those nightmares again. The ones where I¡¯m trapped in a pink fluid, where there are electric pulses that bounce between huge columns of other people trapped in pods like mine. I tried to escape, I tried to scream, but it hurt. It hurt so much.
Then came the machines with the red eyes. They came around and stared at me. Those pale and expressionless eyes still gave me the freaks. I shook them off and wondered how I would get rid of the morning wood.
Another all nighter. I just hacked and hacked until I could hack no more. Following Neo. Always following. He had disappeared chasing Morpheus. Maybe the government got him. Come to think of it, a lot of hackers have been disappearing lately.
Spilt some jolt on my keyboard again. I was running out of money. Quickly I burned some porno on a disc to sell to some kids at school, burned copies of illegal programs, and some unreleased movies. This would last me until the end of the week. I threw the discs in my bag and ran to my garage. There was my black stallion. My Kawasaki, my baby: bought stolen of course. I jumped on, revved the engine and raced to school.
As the street lamps flashed by, a black car behind me started its sirens.
¡°Oh crap.¡±
I pulled over, took my helmet off and waited while a man in a suit and black sunglasses walked up to me. My heart raced as thoughts ran through my mind faster than I was driving. Should I run for it? How far would I get before I was caught? I could see there was another guy in the car. The suit finally stopped near my bike.
¡°Is there a problem officer?¡±
¡°My name is Agent Jones. I believe that you have information that could help us, Mr. Lee.¡±
¡°What kind of information Mr. Jones?¡±
¡°Information on a certain hacker group known as the Aces.¡±
¡°I see. What if I don¡¯t want to?¡±
¡°Then I¡¯m afraid I¡¯ll have to press charges on certain illegal activities that you have been linked to.¡±
Not like I¡¯ve actually done anything illegal, but I¡¯m sure my parents wouldn¡¯t be too happy finding out that I¡¯ve been stealing cash from hundreds of people through out the area. Mostly small change, $5, $10, whatever I need for that pizza, or movie.
¡°I¡¯ll help you.¡±
¡°Wonderful.¡±
I agreed to follow their car back to their headquarters; they lead me up to a large plain building at the end of an intersection. They pulled me aside in a side room, the ones that you see on TV that they interview people in. There were no cameras though, no reflective windows. This is the shit you only hear about.
¡°Mr. Lee, you have certain information on the Aces hacking group. They have been hacking secret government databases and have some very delicate files that we need retrieved.¡±
¡°So what do you want me to do?¡±
¡°Tell us everything that you know about the Aces.¡±
I sat in that dank room for about an hour explaining what I knew. The Aces were a splinter group from a larger unnamed hacker group. They were bent on total anarchy and were the elite. The elite. They boldly herald their exploits and never get caught.
¡°Mr. Lee, we are willing to give you some of the most technologically advanced computer within this state if you yourself will track these criminals down and then leave the rest to us.¡±
¡°But, I¡¯m just a small time hacker.¡±
¡°We believe that your abilities are on par for this task.¡±
¡°What do I get in return?¡±
¡°We¡¯ll forget these little discrepancies.¡±
¡°Deal.¡±
This is how it began.
(to be continued.)
Sucked, but hope you liked it.
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**rei ayanami is hot**
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04-23-2003 04:20 AM
