A few cops had cornered a desperate criminal. They pointed their
guns at the blue-haired girl.
"FREEZE!" Shouted one of them.
The girl turned around, very slowly. "All right..." she whispered.
Suddenly, she jumped up, turned upside down and ran across the
ceiling over the astoundished uniform men. They tried to shoot her,
but she miraculously dodged all the bullets. She did a few weird
gestures and mimicked throwing something at the cops. In an instant,
they were incased in solid ice.
But there was someone else there. A man, maybe a woman - with AI
computer programs that had a tendency for going fanatic, you often
couldn't tell. He... she... um, it had short, sandy-blond hair. It
was wearing a black business suit and dark sunglasses, and altogether
couldn't look more suspicious if it tried.
"Good evening, miss Anderson", it said, unemotionally. "My name
is Haruka Ten'oh."
"Ten'oh, huh?" The girl repeated. "You're all the same to me,
anyway."
Suddenly, the... um, person threw itself at the girl, its
outstretched arms aiming straight for her throat. As she was standing
under a wall, it shattered under the impact of her body.
The blond agent was standing in a gap in the wall, high above the
street, holding the girl by her throat. Her feet dangled in the air.
"This ends now", said the agent. "Goodbye, miss Anderson."
The girl opened an eye. She whispered: "I... am... Mercury!". As she
screamed the last word, beams of blue energy shot from her forehead.
Several of them hit the agent. As it screamed in fear and surprise,
many complicated and expensive special effects showed its code
getting frozen still and then shattered to pieces.
If the laws of physics had anything to say, the girl called
Anderson would plummet down to her doom. But who listened to dumb
old physics laws? Not Mercury. She just calmly walked back into the
building.
She picked up a cellular phone from a table and dialed a number,
oblivious to the sounds of people coming up the stairs. "Hello,
Goldy? Get me out of here."
An old style black phone materialized on the table. It rang. The
sound was rather sinister. Mercury picked up the receiver and was
sucked into it with more expensive-looking effects.
A few more agents ran into the room. One of them tried to shoot
the phone, but it was already gone.
One of the agents spoke the Matrix's thought aloud. "Not again."
A definitely female agent with turquoise hair clenched her fist.
"This is not the end, miss Anderson. We will get you yet."
On board the Flying Dutchman, one of the many rebel ships
circulating the old Earth severs, Red Crow and Mars helped Mercury
out of the cyberdeck-chair thingie. Their operator, Galaxia, smiled
at the ship's One. "Good work getting rid of that agent. Score one
more for the humans."
Mercury smiled back. "Thanks. But it's your invention that helps us
the most. They'll never get us now."
"We will find the Silver Crystal, and our Princess," added Mars.
"And when we do... we'll pull the plug from the Matrix."
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NOTE: Heh... had to get that idea out of my system. Just kind of
came out from the main guy in "Matrix" having the same name as
Ami-chan's dub and the phones being similar to Galaxia's. I may do
some more Matrix spamfics in the future, spicing it up with
Evangelion. Be afraid...
This side order of "Spamfic" brought to you by Frobozz III:
Polymatrix. Frobozz patent n. 8255926: "We are the boss of you."
And now, back to our regularly scheduled mailling list.
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