My Own God
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M through R › Matrix, The (All)
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
17
Views:
4,850
Reviews:
30
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own the Matrix movie series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Inside Me
Title: My Own God
Author: FloweringWolfsbane
Author’s Email: flowering_wolfsbane@hotmail.com
Web page:http://www.machinescontradiction.bravehost.com/fanfiction.html
Pairing; Agent Smith/OC
Current Rating: PG13
Summary: The story of how just how machines seek perfection, so too are they filled with contradiction.
Disclaimer: Not mine, someone else’s. Crawling has been edited for use in this non-profit making story. I am merely playing in someone else’s sandpit.
Warnings: Completely AU of course.
Author’s Note: I was sick of the fact that there were no major female roles in the films (apart from Trinity…) and so I have corrected that oversight. The say Smith and Neo are opposites, and so therefore I decided to even the odds between them a tad.
My Own God:
Chapter Four: Inside me
They had been rewarded for the massacre; The Mainframe had been impressed at M’s intiative to take down such a number of technical flaws that they had wanted to reward her. But she had insisted that instead her Agents be given the Expansion Upgrade, for it was they who deserved. It was that which Smith was toying with this second.
There's something inside me that pulls beneath the surface
consuming, confusing
The Expansion Upgrade had enabled him something he as a machine should never experience; emotion. Feeling. And it was terrifying that such petty trivial things made his program react in such violently odd ways. Humanity; the Expansion Upgrade had decided he could only reach perfection by subduing to humanity.
And it was this horrible logic that repulsed him. Humanity was a cancer, the virus of this planet, and yet to reach perfection he had to evolve to understand these feelings? This logic was displeasing to him.
This lack of self-control I fear is never ending
Controlling,I can't seem to find myself again
And these feelings already had a firm grasp upon him. Unlike Brown and Jones who choose to have the files isolated, he decided it would be best to have them active throughout his program, concurring that if he understood humanity, he would understand humans and how and why they reacted in certain ways, giving him advantages in dealing with them.
But no, hatred, anger, loathing….all these things had bled through his program intravenously, and he was powerless to undo it. M had warned him once he opened himself to such feelings he could not close the door. Damn himself for ignoring her. And this though of M led to other considerations of her…
My walls are closing in
Without a sense of confidence and I'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take
Confidence, pride, arrogance…he had no idea of what he was supposed to label these thoughts and emotions. No one had given him any advice in dealing with humanity…
I've felt this way before
So insecure
He had so far forced himself to get by, ignoring these dogged emotions that stalked him wherever he went. These ones were only mild emotions that humans encountered everyday; how would he deal with stronger, overpowering emotions such as hatred, love and sorrow? Could his program even handle such extremities?
Crawling in my skin
These wounds they will not heal
However he also knew that he had to sort these issues out, and fast. Or else his position as the most efficient Agent would suffer…and if he had trouble handling a mere upgrade to humanity, then perhaps he would be downgraded, or deleted, as useless or confused programs were. It happened; the Matrix was a very complicated piece of hardware.
Fear is how I fall
Confusing what is real
The scary thing was he knew that none of it was real. Nothing in the Matrix was, real; so why the hell did it bother his program so much. The fact that the gap between two buildings wasn’t real helped him deal with jumping it. So why couldn’t the same thing be applied here?
Author: FloweringWolfsbane
Author’s Email: flowering_wolfsbane@hotmail.com
Web page:http://www.machinescontradiction.bravehost.com/fanfiction.html
Pairing; Agent Smith/OC
Current Rating: PG13
Summary: The story of how just how machines seek perfection, so too are they filled with contradiction.
Disclaimer: Not mine, someone else’s. Crawling has been edited for use in this non-profit making story. I am merely playing in someone else’s sandpit.
Warnings: Completely AU of course.
Author’s Note: I was sick of the fact that there were no major female roles in the films (apart from Trinity…) and so I have corrected that oversight. The say Smith and Neo are opposites, and so therefore I decided to even the odds between them a tad.
My Own God:
Chapter Four: Inside me
They had been rewarded for the massacre; The Mainframe had been impressed at M’s intiative to take down such a number of technical flaws that they had wanted to reward her. But she had insisted that instead her Agents be given the Expansion Upgrade, for it was they who deserved. It was that which Smith was toying with this second.
There's something inside me that pulls beneath the surface
consuming, confusing
The Expansion Upgrade had enabled him something he as a machine should never experience; emotion. Feeling. And it was terrifying that such petty trivial things made his program react in such violently odd ways. Humanity; the Expansion Upgrade had decided he could only reach perfection by subduing to humanity.
And it was this horrible logic that repulsed him. Humanity was a cancer, the virus of this planet, and yet to reach perfection he had to evolve to understand these feelings? This logic was displeasing to him.
This lack of self-control I fear is never ending
Controlling,I can't seem to find myself again
And these feelings already had a firm grasp upon him. Unlike Brown and Jones who choose to have the files isolated, he decided it would be best to have them active throughout his program, concurring that if he understood humanity, he would understand humans and how and why they reacted in certain ways, giving him advantages in dealing with them.
But no, hatred, anger, loathing….all these things had bled through his program intravenously, and he was powerless to undo it. M had warned him once he opened himself to such feelings he could not close the door. Damn himself for ignoring her. And this though of M led to other considerations of her…
My walls are closing in
Without a sense of confidence and I'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take
Confidence, pride, arrogance…he had no idea of what he was supposed to label these thoughts and emotions. No one had given him any advice in dealing with humanity…
I've felt this way before
So insecure
He had so far forced himself to get by, ignoring these dogged emotions that stalked him wherever he went. These ones were only mild emotions that humans encountered everyday; how would he deal with stronger, overpowering emotions such as hatred, love and sorrow? Could his program even handle such extremities?
Crawling in my skin
These wounds they will not heal
However he also knew that he had to sort these issues out, and fast. Or else his position as the most efficient Agent would suffer…and if he had trouble handling a mere upgrade to humanity, then perhaps he would be downgraded, or deleted, as useless or confused programs were. It happened; the Matrix was a very complicated piece of hardware.
Fear is how I fall
Confusing what is real
The scary thing was he knew that none of it was real. Nothing in the Matrix was, real; so why the hell did it bother his program so much. The fact that the gap between two buildings wasn’t real helped him deal with jumping it. So why couldn’t the same thing be applied here?