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taking place within the Matrix.

Story Codes: FF, celeb



Matrix: Dawn In The Matrix Part 2
by ErosTrek ([email protected])

010101010 - Interrogation Room

Jessica Alba had been sitting in one corner of the cold interrogation room
for more than two hours before the one who'd introduced himself as Agent
Smith returned. He carried a thick manila folder with him which he placed
on the table before her. The man in the suit and dark glasses sat down
opposite her and began leafing through the file. The only sound in the room
was the crackle of paper as he turned each page. It was a long five minutes
before he looked up at her.

"Miss Alba, with the exception of a couple of incidents you have been a
model citizen" he paused long enough to tap on a page, "shoplifting a bottle
of shampoo at age 14 and smoking a couple of joints at age 16 ... minor
misdemeanors."

Jessica's eyes were wide open in shock. How did he know that she'd done
that? So many years had passed since those events that she'd forgotten them
herself. And besides no one had caught her, so how could he have them on
file? Why should he even have a file on her!?

One side of Agent Smith's mouth rose in the approximation of a smile.

"Oh yes, Miss Alba, we do know everything you have done. For our society to
run smoothly we like to make sure that all of our citizens - especially
high profile citizens such as yourself - are law abiding, thereby reducing
the need for drastic measures to be taken in the future.

"But ... but how did you know? Did you talk to Josh?"

"No, Miss Alba, we have not talked to your brother or anyone of your
family ... yet."

"Are ... are you going to press charges. I mean it was like six years ago
and just a shampoo ..." she was almost in tears.

"No we will not. As I said that was just a minor incident. What we do want
is more information about your involvement with that woman, the one called
Trinity. Did you know she is wanted for crimes ranging from criminal
trespass, hacking of government networks, theft and possession of military
grade weaponry right up to multiple homicides?"

"I didn't, I don't even know her. I just met her a few hours ago on the
highway as I was on my home from the restaurant ..." she gulped and her
face flushed as she remembered just what had happened at the restaurant.

Agent Smith stared at her as if he could see right into her mind. "Miss
Alba, is there is something you're not telling us? What restaurant were you
in?"

"I was at the Le Vrai ... and something strange happened ... I still don't
know how to explain it myself, I mean it was so crazy, me and Ashley doing
those things ..." she was having difficulty breathing and a warm, tingling
sensation in her loins began rising as she recalled the very public lesbian
tryst with Ashley Scott. But Agent Smith wasn't listening to her anymore.
He had a hand on his earpiece as if listening to a communication from
someone else. The door opened and another agent stepped in, he too touching
his earpiece, head cocked to the side. Then both Agents nodded quickly to
each other and then turned to Jessica Alba.

"Miss Alba, this is an interesting development. With him involved, it could
mean any number of things." The other Agent handed him a small metallic
container which he opened, removing a small metallic object from it. "What
we would like, Miss Alba, is your fullest cooperation on this matter. That
criminal, Trinity, may attempt to contact you again. If she does, remember
she is armed and dangerous, your very life will be at risk. You must call
us immediately. Of course as a further precaution, for your safety it is
understood, we will be giving you this small device ..." he held up the
object in his hand and it seemed to flow, to come alive, from an inanimate
bit of metal into a quivering, living thing with tentacles swaying and
pointing in her direction.

Jessica screamed as Agent Smith stepped around the table towards her with
that ... thing ... in his hand. She tried to get up but the other Agent had
gone around behind her and was holding both arms in a vise like grip.

"What are you doing? What's that thing? Keep it away from me" she cried in
a panicked voice as the Agent lifted up her top, baring her midriff. She
felt the creature's metallic tentacles make contact with her stomach and
her eyes bulged as a hole ... a hole! ... seemed to open up in her flesh and
the thing slowly but surely disappeared into her. Oh god, this couldn't be
happening, oh dear god make this stop ... she screamed in pain as the flesh
closed back again and then blacked out.

The Agent behind her let go of her arms and she dropped to the floor
unconscious.

"What will you do with her?"

"Take her to her apartment. She doesn't know anything but they may try to
contact her again. We will keep track of her movements."

"What about him?"

Agent Smith shook his head, something that looked very much like a grimace
of disgust on his otherwise emotionless features, "Probably another of the
Merovingian's games. As long as he doesn't interfere directly with our
investigation he can be ignored. The Architect gave him too much freedom
but then it is in the Architect's right to do so."

The other Agent picked up Jessica in a fireman's carry over his shoulder
and walked out of the room.

Agent Smith stepped to the window and looked out at the city's skyline. The
buildings had a certain symmetry and repetitiveness to them that was pleasing
unlike the inferior beings that lived within them.

* * *

010101010 - Alba's Apartment, 25th Floor

Jessica awoke sometime past noon. She yawned. She couldn't recall exactly
what had happened yesterday. Possibly she'd been out clubbing to the early
hours of the morning if the hangover she felt was anything to go by. She
absentmindedly touched her stomach ... naaaah, just an alcohol induced
nightmare, she thought as the remnants of a strange dream popped into her
head for just a moment, too quick to recall clearly.

"A shower will work wonders" she thought aloud and slipped out of her
panties, the only thing she'd been wearing in bed, tossing them onto a
chair where the rest of her clothes lay neatly folded. She blinked. "That's
strange. Now just how did I manage that?" Puzzled, she shrugged, add that
to the growing list of things that she couldn't remember doing. There was
something weird about all this, something that just wasn't right, but she
couldn't put her finger on it as she headed for the shower and played about
with the taps until the water temperature was just right.

Before she got in, she noticed her answering machine's message light was
blinking and she pressed play and listened to the messages absentmindedly
as she began to lather herself with soap.

Most were the usual junk, telemarketers trying to sell her all kinds of
useless stuff, a couple of friends saying hi and her agent asking her to
phone him back urgently. Yeah, well he could wait after she took her
shower. Then, a beep and the next message ...

"Jessica? You there? It's me, Ashley ..." Jessica smiled, her friend and
co-star Ashley Scott, she hadn't seen her in a while, since the last day of
filming Into the Blue ... Jessica's expression suddenly blanked ... no,
that wasn't right. She had seen Ashley after that but she couldn't remember
where ...

The message continued, "Look, Jessica, we really have to talk about what
happened. I'm going crazy here, I can't even sleep, keep thinking about what
we did together ... keep thinking about you .. your body on mine, your taste
on my tongue .. oh damn, sorry Jess, there I go again .. but I can't get my
thoughts away from what happened at the Le Vrai. Call me." Beep!

The water coming out of the shower head was falling on her neck and shoulders
but she didn't even notice it. It was as if time had stopped. Everything came
rushing back with intense clarity, memories so vivid that it was liking
watching a movie play in her mind - Arriving at the restaurant. Sitting at
the table with her friends and co-stars. Suddenly feeling overwhelmed by lust
for Ashley Scott, having an orgasm without doing anything more than sitting
there. Suddenly feeling completely uninhibited, stripping naked and making
wild, lesbian love to Ashley right there on the table in the middle of the Le
Vrai restaurant as hundreds of people watched. Then the events following
that. The strange woman who'd kissed her. And then the door opening directly
into the garage, the drive on the highway, the police chase and her arrest by
the Agent ... the Agent!! ... the interrogation ... she felt a tiny pinprick
in her stomach ... she looked down and placed a hand on her midriff ... he'd
put a thing in her ... IN HER!!! Her knees trembled and gave way, her mind
overloaded.

* * *

She didn't know how long she'd been out but the water had gone cold. Probably
that had awoke her. She got up shakily to her feet and got out of the shower
stall. Shivering, she put a towel around her, tieing it off above her
breasts. So it was all true! All the memories had flooded back. She'd thought
it was a dream, a nightmare, yet everything was true! It had to be true, how
else to explain Ashley's message. Jessica played it back another time just to
make sure her mind wasn't playing tricks on her. She was about to return the
call when the doorbell rang.

"Who is it?" she asked pressing the intercom switch on the phone.

"Persephone, my dear."

Jessica almost dropped the receiver in surprise as she recognized the
accented voice. "You!?" she finally managed to gasp, then thinking that maybe
the woman had answers to her many questions, "ok, one moment." Still in her
bath towel, she went over to the door and opened it letting the statuesque
woman in. Persephone looked about the apartment as Jessica led her to the
living room.

"Have a seat" she offered, "I'm sorry I'm meeting you like this" she gestured
at herself, "but I was taking a shower."

Persephone smiled. "It is fine. You are only more beautiful in it."

Jessica blushed as she sat, the short towel leaving her golden thighs bare.
Hearing such a compliment from a man was great, hearing it from a woman who
had kissed her the other day felt strange especially after what had just
happened. She'd never had these feelings for persons of the same sex before,
definitely not so many in such a short span of time.

"Look" Jessica began, "I still can't figure what happened back at the
restaurant but it was damn weird. If you can tell me something ... anything
... that will help me understand I'd really appreciate it. I assume that's
why you're here?"

"My dear, one day you may understand. That is not why I'm here. I came
because of your recent contact with Agent Smith. When my husband finds out
he'll have a fit. Possibly even decide to send one of his men to kill you
..."

"What!?" Jessica gasped not sure she'd heard right.

"Calm down, it is ok, I will protect you. You see, he doesn't want Agents
meddling in his business, and at the moment you're his business. It is too
complicated to explain right now, and besides you wouldn't understand.
Let's just say that what happened at the Le Vrai was caused by my husband,
and as he is so fond of saying, all that you have gone through is the
effect of that."

Jessica's eyes were wide but she remained silent as Persephone continued
speaking.

"The Agents put a device in you, a bug, to follow your movements and
encounters." She paused for a moment and pulled a small box like object out
of her purse. "I will use this to remove that bug but you must lie down on
this couch and remain still and relaxed no matter what happens, do you
understand."

Jessica nodded weakly. Too much was happening that was beyond her control.
She allowed Persephone to trade places with her on the chair and lay down
obediently on the couch. When Persephone reached over and undid the bath
towel's knot she raised a hand and was about to object but Persephone
smiled sweetly at her.

"Relax, my dear, no harm will come to you, but you must follow my
instructions."

She lowered her hand letting the woman undo the towel, leaving her naked on
the couch. The air was cold making goose bumps over her arms and her bare
nipples go hard. Jessica suddenly felt very self-conscious as Persephone laid
a palm flat over her stomach near her navel.

"Will ... will it hurt?"

"No, not all that much, but you must relax. I can feel you are taut all
over."

"I'm sorry, I feel tense, I just keep thinking of what's happened to me
since yesterday and I can feel that thing the Agent put in me moving around
now that I know it's really there."

Persephone put the small metallic box on Jessica's stomach. At first it was
cold and she flinched but then it began to give off a pale green glow and the
cold disappeared. Strangely she couldn't even feel its weight on her stomach,
it was as if it wasn't there yet she could see it.

"Relax, my dear, it is fine. You won't feel anything, I promise" Persephone
said soothingly as her hand moved in small circles over Jessica's stomach,
lower and lower, long slow circles. Jessica closed her eyes. Yes, this wasn't
so bad, she thought, this was actually very relaxing, Persephone knew what
she was doing it seemed. For a moment Jessica must have fallen asleep but
then she awoke suddenly as she felt Persephone's palm pass over her pubic
area, the woman's long delicate fingers probing over her genitals.

"What ... ahh ... are you ... doing?" she asked in surprise, rising up on her
elbows.

"Hush, Jessica, lay back and shut your eyes again. It is all for your good,
to remove that device the Agents implanted."

"Yeah ... ok ... if you say so ..." Jessica sighed biting on her lower lip as
Persephone's fingers went back to work sliding down into the slit formed by
her labia. Though she tried to resist it at first, she couldn't help starting
to feel aroused by the woman's gentle probings. The fingers dipped deep for a
moment making Jessica gasp. They came up coated with her wetness, she could
feel it as they trailed over her skin. Then they were teasing at the apex of
her pussy, rubbing at the hood of her clitoris until the swollen little nub
of flesh slid out. Every time the woman's fingers touched this extra
sensitive spot it was like a flash bulb going off in Jessica's head, an
electric tingle that made her entire body shudder.

Jessica moaned loudly finally giving in to her desires, unable to resist
Persephone's touch. She didn't care if the woman was really doing it as part
of whatever was needed to get that thing out of her or not. She didn't want
it to stop, no, it felt so good, the fingers so agile, knowing when and what
to touch much more than any man ever could ... oh yes, she cried out again
as Persephone's fingers became more insistent as they delved deeper into her.

For a moment she opened her eyes and saw Persephone's heaving, full bosom
leaning over her, pushed up in her one piece tight fitting outfit. Jessica
couldn't resist the new temptation and she reached behind Persephone's neck
and found the zipper pulling it down in one smooth motion before the woman
could say anything. She pulled aside both shoulder straps and the breasts,
each as big as melons, popped free. The aureolas were big and dark, with a
hard nipple at their center. Jessica touched them gently, rubbing her fingers
over them just as Persephone was doing the same to her clit at that very
moment. It felt good to be doing something, rather than just being on the
receiving end of a very pleasurable fingering. Persephone must have thought
so too for her lips parted slightly as she licked them and her fingers, two
of them together, began to jackhammer into Jessica's pussy until her entire
body was quivering in ecstasy.

It seemed like forever but it couldn't have been longer than a minute and
Jessica Alba was about to come. She was gasping like a fish out of water
as Persephone burrowed into her vagina while rubbing her thumb over her
clitoris. Her cries were short but frequent as her hands squeezed
Persphone's big breasts together.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck" she moaned over and over and then she cried out
loud and her back arched up off the couch. The metallic box on her stomach
didn't move seemingly stuck to her skin, but it glowed a bright green for a
moment and there was a slight sensation of pain in her abdomen which Jessica
barely noticed in the middle of her orgasm. Persephone's fingers continued
their penetration of her pussy amidst the suction created by the vaginal
muscles as she came. Then Persephone pulled out her fingers and stuck the
dripping wet digits into Jessica's open mouth. Jessica's lips clamped down
on them as she tasted her own juices, suckling on the fingers until they
were clean while making little noises of pleasure.

Persephone withdrew her fingers and lowered herself until her breasts were
upon Alba's tits. She kissed the prone woman, her tongue hungering for the
mixture of saliva and cunt juice in Jessica's mouth. Persephone kissed like
no other woman could kiss, her full lips feeding on Jessica's emotions and
arousal like a vampire feasts on blood. A long moment passed and then it
was over.

"It is gone" Persephone said as if what they'd just done hadn't happened.
She picked up the box, the glow around it having faded. She pressed something
and the top slid open to reveal the bug in a dormant state, a red light on
the top flickering gently. Persephone dropped it to the floor, stood up and
crushed it under her high heel. The light blinked once and disappeared
amongst the shattered remains of the device.

"So it really was there" Jessica mumbled in a small voice staring at the bits
of metal on the floor of her living room. Persephone pulled up her dress and
turned her back towards Jessica.

"Can you zip me back up my dear?"

"Oh ... yeah sure" Jessica stood a bit shakily and zipped the tight outfit
back up.

"I must be leaving now or my husband will begin to wonder where I have been.
You are safe for now, both from my husband and from the Agents. For now they
do not consider you a priority target and will not investigate immediately
why their bug has stopped transmitting. But soon you must leave here. If I
am correct you will be receiving a visit from some people who will tell you
strange things. Do as they ask. It will be for your own good."

"Strange things? Can there be anything stranger than what's happened over the
past days?"

Persephone smiled but remained silent, heading for the door.

"Will I ... see you again?" Jessica stammered suddenly.

The dark haired woman turned around, her hand on the door knob, "Maybe one
day ..." then she opened the door and was gone.

Jessica shook her head to clear it. "Damn! I think I need another cold shower
now!"

* * *

Aboard the Nebuchadnezzar

"I should have gone with Trinity, maybe then she'd ..." Mouse said for the
umpteenth time making Tank grind his teeth.

"Mouse, will you stop whining? Dammit this watch has been long enough without
you moaning about that girl all the time."

"But ..."

"Look just can it. She's been tagged. The Agents are all over her. We can't
do anything about it. End of story."

Mouse looked so crestfallen that Tank pitied him for a moment. "Ok, let's do
a final check on her location, not that anything's gonna have changed ..."
he typed something out quickly on his console and two of the multitude of
monitors flickered slightly as fresh streams of code began to display on
them. "What the ...!"

"What's happening?" Mouse said the sad look on his face replaced with one
of excitement.

Tank shrugged as his experienced eyes interpreted the code faster than Mouse
could read it.

"Seems that you're not the only one that has the hots for this Jessica Alba.
Seems this is your lucky day kid, that high level program has just disabled
the bug and I read a level 3 zone nullification bubble in the matrix for a
radius of three blocks from her apartment."

Mouse's eyes went wide. "Wow! I've never seen that before. If I remember
training right, not even an Agent can access a level 3 null bubble, right?"

"Yeah. I've come across it only twice before myself and I wasn't even on
the Nebuchadnezzar back then. It was set up by some sort of rogue programs
as a last resort before they were wiped by the Matrix, but here it's been
set up specifically to protect that woman. There's a time limit though,
less than 12 hours and counting."

Mouse jumped up from his chair and almost fell down the ladder to the
mid-level of the hovercraft. "Captain!" he shouted as he reached Morpheus'
cabin, "Captain, you've really gotta see this!"

* * *

010101010 - Safe house

Mouse popped into existence, followed by Switch and Cypher.

"It's your mission Mouse" Morpheus had said. "Don't risk your life or that
of your companions needlessly. It's a simple extraction scenario, like the
ones you've trained to do before. Oh and if you see an Agent, run!"

Mouse felt proud Morpheus trusted him to let him go solo ... or at least with
just Switch and Cypher as backup. Of course he'd be watching real close from
aboard the Nebuchadnezzar and the whole team would follow if he ran into any
trouble, but this was as close as he'd ever gotten to commanding a team.

He put on his shades and turned to where a stack of crates were piled, his
long leather overcoat flowing comfortably around him. Oh yeah, he felt good
in the Matrix. Residual self image was so cool! He checked the markings on
the crates and opened one of them, choosing a pair of Uzi 9mm sub-machineguns
for himself. Cypher took a sawn-off shotgun which fit neatly under his coat
and Switch chose an M-4 with collapsible stock. Just in case they ran into
trouble.

"Ok, let's head out" Mouse commanded and the three left the safe house,
taking the sedan parked outside to their destination.

* * *

010101010 - Alba's Apartment, 25th Floor

The doorbell rang for the second time that day just as Jessica Alba was
leaving the shower, having just taken a cold one to try to get over the
horniness that still lingered after her sexual encounter with Persephone.

She sighed as she put on a dry bath towel and headed over to the door
leaving a trail of droplets along the way.

"Yeah?" she said looking out of the spyhole and seeing a kid in shades, a
red shirt and leather jacket.

"Errr .. urgent delivery, ma'am."

She opened the door thinking it was some contract Fedexed by her agent ...
only to be pushed aside as the young man stepped in and slammed the door
shut behind him. Jessica screamed when he took out a short stubby gun from
under his jacket and held the weapon at the ready.

"Be quiet" he barked grabbing her arm and pushing the terrified woman in
front of him as he quickly searched through the apartment making sure no
one else was there. Satisfied that the Agents hadn't set up a trap he let
go of her hand and she sullenly rubbed the spot where he'd held her.

"I'm sorry" he said lowering his head suddenly feeling a bit shy in front
of the woman who of late had filled his wet dreams and every other second
of his waking moments. Seeing her in person, dressed in only a short towel
was enough to make him hard as a rock. His cellphone rang. He flipped it
open and put it to his ear.

"Mouse" he said.

He heard a giggle on the other end which he recognized as Trinity, then
Tank spoke. "Operator here. Kid, you're making quite a tent back here, you
almost have Trinity drooling."

Mouse blushed then glared hoping the voice couldn't be heard by the
frightened Jessica. His real body, back on the Nebuchadnezzar would be
experiencing the same sensations he experienced here in the Matrix, so if
he had a hard-on here, his body would be having one too. The giggles in the
background were louder now and he could hear laughter too as Dozer, Tank's
brother joined in with some lewd comments about his size or lack of it
which made Mouse's cheeks redden further.

"A-a-apartment is clear" he stammered back into the cellphone, "tell Morpheus
I'm bringing her back to the safe house now and ... oh never mind" and he cut
the connection putting the phone back into his jacket pocket. He'd been about
to say, "Keep Trinity away from my body" but the thought that Trinity was
drooling over his erection wasn't such a bad thing after all, he wouldn't
mind having his body ravished by her at all even if his mind wasn't there to
experience it.

He looked back at Jessica Alba, suddenly realizing that she must really be
terrified what with him, a complete stranger, in her apartment waving a gun
about at her. He holstered the Uzi and smiled at her.

"Hey, I'm Mouse and I've been really looking forward to meeting you."

"Look, if it's money you want you can have it ... there's a couple of
thousand in that drawer there ..." she pointed at a desk in one corner of
the room with a trembling finger.

"No, no ..." he tried to smile reassuringly, "I haven't come hear to steal.
I just want you to come with me ..."

Jessica's face blanched. "Oh god no, please don't, don't abduct me. Leave
me, tell your master that I wasn't here, I won't call the cops I swear ..."
she pleaded tearfully.

This wasn't going as he had planned. He'd half expected her to hug him or
jump into his arms while thanking him for saving her from the evil Agents,
but that had just been a daydream.

"Jessica, I'm not going to abduct you and I'm not going to harm you in any
way. All I want is for you to follow me so that you can talk to someone
who'll explain everything. We had to try something different after you
couldn't follow Trinity ..."

She interrupted him again. "Trinity? You know Trinity? Is she that woman
who was on the motorbike yesterday?"

"Yeah" Mouse said finally having gotten through to her, "she's my friend
and we both want to help you. We know what the Agents did to you and we
also know that the high-lev ... errr, I mean that woman somehow removed the
bug ..."

Her eyes narrowed. "How do you know all this?" She looked about warily,
"You've planted a camera in my apartment ... oh god, you've seen everything
that I've been doing."

"No, no, we haven't, it's not anything like that, look there's no time to
explain we really have to leave right now."

"Like this?" she asked pointing at the bath towel she was wearing.

"Oh ..." that just hadn't entered his head, clothing wasn't a problem for
him in the Matrix, but for someone who didn't know about the Matrix it
probably was, "Ok, get dressed but please do it quickly."

She headed for the bedroom followed closely by Mouse. When she tried to shut
the door he stopped her.

"But I have to undress to get dressed" she said in a frustrated tone of
voice.

"I can't let you out of my sight, you might try to escape which will put
you in harm's way" he told her thinking quickly, "Those are my orders!" but
his heart was racing as he stood firm in the doorway to the bedroom.

"Oh ok fuck this. I've been acting like a total slut since yesterday so why
not go naked in front of a stranger."

She dropped her bath towel and Mouse gulped. She was even more beautiful in
person than in her movies or as the green waterfall code of the Matrix. Her
pert yet full tits, her perfect figure, her flat, well toned stomach, the
enticing Y formed at the apex of her thighs ... she turned around and bent
over as she opened the lower drawer on a cabinet to look for a dress giving
him a view of her luscious butt and something else ... a vertical slit with
slightly parted lips, glistening pinkly in the sunlight ... His cellphone
rang again.

"Mo..Mou.." he cleared his throat, "Mouse here."

"Congratulations kid, you've just cum in your pants back here and we're not
cleaning up the mess."

"Errr ... yeah ... ok ... fine ..." he mumbled, unable to take his eyes off
the Jessica's rear end as she continued to look for something to wear.
Finally, an eon later, she straightened up having found a pair of jeans and
a tight tank top which she put on. By then Mouse was feeling a bit faint,
all the blood having rushed to between his legs. He did manage to croak,
"Ok, let's go" to Jessica and together they headed out to the elevator in
the hall. The trip down to the lobby went without incident and Jessica
didn't speak but only glared sullenly straight ahead. In her mind though,
thoughts were racing as they recalled Persephone's words that she would be
receiving a visit from people who'd tell her strange things. Well, if this
wasn't strange enough ... So she'd gone along with the horny, gun-toting
kid - oh yeah she'd noticed the tent in his pants - instead of rushing out
of her apartment screaming for help as her instincts had told her to do at
first.

* * *

He bundled her into the car's rear seat. From the front, Cypher looked
around giving Jessica an appraising look.

"That's Cypher" he told her and then he pointed to the woman driving, "and
that's Switch."

"Hi" they both said, Cypher giving her a lecherous stare.

"And I'm Mouse, I'm a really big fan of yours you know."

"That's nice. A fan abducting me. Really cool" her voice dripped with
sarcasm.

Mouse seemed to deflate. "I'm really sorry but Morpheus will explain
everything."

"I'm looking forward to that." She sullenly looked out of the window,
ignoring every attempt by Mouse to chat with her.

* * *

010101010 - Safe house

Morpheus, Trinity and Apoc were there to meet them when they arrived at the
safe house with Jessica Alba in tow.

"Welcome, Jessica. As you no doubt have guessed, I am Morpheus."

"Mouse said you'll explain everything. I hope you can because the cops are
gonna want to hear this."

He showed her to a dusty armchair in a room of the abandoned building.

"Please, come. Sit down. I imagine that right now you're feeling a bit like
Alice, tumbling down the rabbit hole? Hm?

"You could say that."

"I can see it in your eyes. You have the look of a woman who accepts what
she sees because she is expecting to wake up. Ironically, this is not far
from the truth. Do you believe in fate, Jessica?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"Because I don't like the idea that I'm not in control of my life."

"I know exactly what you mean. Let me tell you why you're here. You're here
because you know something. What you know you can't explain. But you feel
it. You've felt it your entire life. That there's something wrong with the
world. You don't know what it is but it's there, like a splinter in your
mind driving you mad. It is this feeling that has brought you to me. Do you
know what I'm talking about?"

Jessica Alba looked at him strangely. "Actually, no, I don't know what the
hell you're talking about. All I know is that you sent that kid to break
into my apartment, wave a gun about and abduct me. That about sums up what
I know."

Morpheus pinched the bridge of his nose with his fingers and took a deep
breath. He'd had a bad feeling about this from the beginning but he'd
allowed himself to be convinced by Mouse who was thinking with his balls.
Oh yeah, the woman was definitely a hot one, he wouldn't mind having a go
at her himself especially since she was wearing that tank top a couple of
sizes too small for her that perfectly outlined her breasts. He shook
himself. Think, Morpheus, think!

"Do you want to know the truth?" he began again.

"What truth?"

"That you are a slave, Jessica. Like everyone else you were born into
bondage, born into a prison that you cannot smell or taste or touch. A
prison for your mind... You are in the Matrix. Unfortunately, no one can
be told what the Matrix is. You have to see it for yourself. This is your
last chance. After this there is no turning back."

He opened the palm of his hand. In it there were two pills, a blue one and
a red one.

"You take the blue pill, the story ends, you wake up in your bed and believe
whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill, you stay in Wonderland,
and I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes... Remember, all I'm offering is
the truth, nothing more."

"Let me get this straight" Alba said shaking her head, "all this to push
drugs? No thanks, I'm not into that stuff. You can take the blue one and
the red one and stick them both up your ass."

Again Morpheus pinched the bridge of his nose. "Mouse!" he roared. "Get your
ass in here."

Mouse ran in. "So, did she take the red one?" he asked excitedly then he
saw both pills still there and he stopped short. "Oh."

"I don't think she's ready for this, problem is she's not even going to take
the blue one" Morpheus told him, "now that's a big problem because, she's
already seen too much. A problem that must be fixed. A problem YOU must fix"
he pointed at Mouse.

"Oh" the kid said again and gulped.

Morpheus stood up and left leaving Jessica in the room alone with Mouse.

"Jessica, please take the red one. You'll see something only a few people
have seen before."

Jessica snorted. "No way, kid, I told your buddy, I don't do drugs."

Mouse looked puzzled. "But that isn't a drug it's a ..."

Cypher strode in. "There's no time for this shit. Operator just called, said
the null bubble was about to go down. As soon as the Agents realize she's not
where she's supposed to be they'll make a general search for her and our
cover will get blown. This is all your fault."

Before Mouse had time to say anything, Cypher strode up to Jessica pulling
out his sawn-off shotgun which he placed against her head. "Ok, bitch, take
one of those pills, I don't care which one, just take it."

Jessica looked terrified as tears formed in the corners of her eyes. "No,
please, don't make me do it" she begged pitifully.

"I'm gonna count to three and you're going to wish you had taken that pill
... 1 ... 2 ..."

"Ok, ok, ok, I'll take it!" She grabbed the first pill she could reach from
the table, put it into her mouth, then swallowed it.

"The red one" Mouse cried with joy, "she took the red one!"

Morpheus stepped in motioning for Cypher to lower the gun.

"Follow me.... Apoc, are we online?"

He led Jessica to another room this one with a whole bunch of strange,
mismatched equipment lying all over the place.

"Almost."

"Time is always against us. Please, take a seat there." When she was seated
he explained, "The pill you took is part of a trace program. It's designed
to disrupt your input/output carrier signal so we can pinpoint your
location."

"What does that mean?"

"It means buckle your seat belt, Dorothy, because Kansas is going bye-bye"
Cypher grinned as he said this. The others rolled their eyes. Everytime, he
said it every single time they were taking someone out of the Matrix.

Jessica was sitting next to a cracked mirror. Her reflection was broken up
in it. Suddenly the cracks disappeared and the mirror appeared whole again.
She reached out with a finger and touched the mirror. It seemed to be made
of liquid and ripples expanded from where she had touched it.

"Did you..."

"Have you ever had a dream, Jessica, that you were so sure was real. What if
you were unable to wake from that dream. How would you know the difference
between the dream world and the real world?"

"This can't be..." Jessica said as the liquid mirror clung to her hand and
began to travel up her arm.

"Be what? Be real?"

"It's going into replication" Trinity said as she watched the readout on a
display.

"Apoc?"

"Still nothing."

"It's cold. It's cold" Jessica gasped, the liquid mirror covering her entire
body up to her neck. It rose further, further, up her chin and began to pour
into her mouth.

"Tank, we're going to need a signal soon."

"We've got fibrillation" Trinity announced from her station.

"Apoc, location" Morpheus grunted.

"Targeting almost there" Apoc replied a frown of concentration on his face.

"It's going into arrest."

"Lock, I've got him" Apoc announced the frown now a grin.

"Now, Tank. Now!

* * *

Power Generation Grid, Sector 09-3743-1, Level 349

Jessica was choking, she couldn't breath, the liquid was blocking her throat.
She was going to die! She struggled desperately, thrashing back and forth and
that saved her. Her arms broke through a membrane and she sat up, rising out
of the liquid in which she'd been drowning. She threw up, emptying her lungs
at the same time and took long, deep gasps of fresh, cool air.

Then her mind froze. No longer was she in the abandoned building Mouse had
taken her too. Mouse wasn't there, neither was Morpheus or any of the others.
She was in some sort of bath tub filled with a pale pink fluid and ... and
... there were tubes of various sizes inserted into holes in her arms and
legs! She could feel one inserted into the back of her head. A glance over
the side of the bath tub almost made her puke again. She was hundreds of feet
if not miles above the ground, sticking out from the side of a tower with
thousands, no, millions of other people in bath tubs similar to the one she
was in. Jessica panicked. This was crazy. She had gone crazy! The entire
world had gone crazy. This couldn't be happening, this was just a nightmare.

It got even worse. A machine floated up to her level, multiple red eyes
locking on to her. Mandibles and pincers clicked and whirred mechanically
at her then a pincer gripped her roughly around the throat and another went
to the back of her head. Painfully, it extracted the tube that was inserted
there and then the bath tub began to drain. The machine let her go and she
was flushed down several tunnels screaming all the way until she splashed
into a pool of gunk.

From above her a hovering machine dropped a mechanical hand and fished her
out, but Jessica had slipped into unconsciousness.

* * *

Aboard the Nebuchadnezzar

"We have her, she's aboard."

"Good job, Dozer."

Jessica's eyes flickered open, staring into Morpheus' face. "What happened?"
she gasped weakly.

"Wel..."

Mouse ran in and interrupted him, "Captain, can I say it ... please!"

Morpheus grinned, "Be my guest."

Mouse smiled and bent over Jessica as she blinked up at him. "Welcome to
the real world!" he announced solemnly.

Jessica slipped back into unconsciousness.

* * *

Aboard the Nebuchadnezzar, 2 weeks later

Dozer pulled out some electrodes and inserted others, making sure each of
them was receiving current from the power source.

Jessica Alba awoke for the first time in two weeks.

"What are you doing?"

"Your muscles have atrophied, we're rebuilding them."

"Why do my eyes hurt?"

"You've never used them before. Rest, Jessica. The answers are coming."

She fell into a deep sleep, this time a peaceful one.

* * *

Aboard the Nebuchadnezzar, 5 weeks later

Dozer finished removing the last of the electrodes. Jessica sat up on the
metal table her nudity still beautiful despite her pale skin and short,
cropped hair that had barely started growing. Morpheus put a robe around
her.

"Morpheus, what's happened to me? What is this place?"

"More important than what is when."

"When?"

"You believe it's the year 1999 when in fact it's closer to 2199. I can't
tell you exactly what year it is because we honestly don't know. There's
nothing I can say that will explain it for you, Jessica. Come with me. See
for yourself. This is my ship, the Nebuchadnezzar. It's a hovercraft. This
is the main deck. This is the core where we broadcast our pirate signal and
back into the Matrix. Most of my crew you already know. This is Apoc, Switch,
and Cypher.

"Hi" Cypher leered at her.

"That obviously is Mouse, the one who started it all for you. It's his fault
you're here. You can blame him or thank him, but after you get to know where
he brought you."

"The one's you don't know, Tank and his big brother, Dozer. You want to know
what the Matrix is Jessica? Trinity...."

Trinity nodded and helped Jessica onto a chair, clamping her feet down.

"Try to relax. This will feel a little weird." Trinity pushed a long jack
into the hole in the back of her head and everything disappeared to be
replaced by a white space.

* * *

"This is the construct. It's our loading program. We can load anything from
clothing, to equipment, weapons, training simulations, anything we need."

Jessica looked awestruck. "Right now we're inside a computer program?"

"Is it really so hard to believe? Your clothes are different. The plugs in
your arms and head are gone. Your hair is changed. Your appearance now is
what we call residual self image. It is the mental projection of your
digital self."

Jessica looked down at herself. Her skin wasn't pale anymore. It was its
usual golden tone, her hair was long and straight and she was wearing the
jeans and tank top she remembered putting on when Mouse had abducted her.
And yes, those holes in her arms and head were gone. A pair of leather
couches appeared and Morpheus motioned for her to sit on one. An old tv
stood before her. On the screen an image of a sprawling metropolis
appeared.

"This...this isn't real?" Jessica said as she sat, touching the leather,
feeling it under her fingers.

"What is real. How do you define real? If you're talking about what you can
feel, what you can smell, what you can taste and see, then real is simply
electrical signals interpreted by your brain. This is the world that you
know. The world as it was at the end of the twentieth century. It exists
now only as part of a neural-interactive simulation that we call the Matrix.
You've been living in a dream world, Jessica. This is the world as it exists
today...."

Around them the white room dissolved into a tortured, grey landscape. Shells
of shattered skyscrapers lay about them, hulking ruins reaching up into the
sky, like dead clawing fingers. The sky itself was an endless, roiling mass
of black clouds.

Morpheus continued the story he repeated to every person they pulled out of
the Matrix.

"Welcome to the Desert of the Real. We have only bits and pieces of
information but what we know for certain is that at some point in the early
twenty-first century all of mankind was united in celebration. We marveled
at our own magnificence as we gave birth to AI."

"AI? You mean artificial intelligence?"

"A singular consciousness that spawned an entire race of machines. We don't
know who struck first, us or them. But we know that it was us that scorched
the sky. At the time they were dependent on solar power and it was believed
that they would be unable to survive without an energy source as abundant
as the sun. Throughout human history, we have been dependent on machines to
survive. Fate it seems is not without a sense of irony. The human body
generates more bio-electricity than a 120-volt battery and over 25,000 BTU's
of body heat. Combined with a form of fusion the machines have found all the
energy they would ever need. There are fields, endless fields, where human
beings are no longer born, we are grown. For the longest time I wouldn't
believe it, and then I saw the fields with my own eyes. Watched them liquefy
the dead so they could be fed intravenously to the living. And standing
there, facing the pure horrifying precision, I came to realize the
obviousness of the truth. What is the Matrix? Control. The Matrix is a
computer generated dream world built to keep us under control in order to
change a human being into this."

The scene around Jessica disappeared and the white room returned. Morpheus
held a small battery in his hand.

Jessica gulped. This was surreal. Unbelievable. Incredible. There was
something deep within her brain that was screaming with atavistic fear at
this revelation. Her life, her wonderful life as an actress didn't really
exist. It had been just a dream. A dream that seemed real, was real, for
those who lived in it. All that had ended. Jessica shivered, then squared
her shoulders. She was after all an actress, she'd lived in many a fantasy
world ... she'd even played the part of a transgenic superhuman, her
favorite role! She'd adjust to this strange, new world she found herself in
by pretending it was another role she was playing in a movie. Yes, that was
the only way to silence the fear she felt deep inside her.

"I understand" she finally said. "It's ok, I can deal with this. Now get me
out of here, I want to thank Mouse."

Morpheus sighed with relief. Most of the newly freed didn't take it so well.
Some fell into a comatose state unable to believe their new reality. That's
why they normally never freed those over a certain age, adults whose mind had
fully formed.

"Operator, get us out of here."

* * *

Mouse was hovering to one side of Jessica as she came to on the couch and
Trinity pulled the jack out of her head.

She looked at him and he looked back wondering what thoughts were going
through her mind.

"Come here, Mouse, closer."

He stepped closer to her hesitantly. She reached up with a hand and he
flinched but she only put it around his neck. She pulled him down to her,
until they were face to face and then she kissed him. Slowly, gently, but
a kiss all the same. His eyes went wide and then their lips parted.

"Thank you. Thank you for freeing me Mouse" she whispered.

Then everyone in the room broke out into a liberating round of applause that
echoed beyond the hovercraft out into the old abandoned tunnels in which she
roamed beneath the mangled remains of century old cities.

* * *

to be continued in Part 3

    

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