Disgusted
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M through R › Matrix, The (All)
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
3,770
Reviews:
1
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.
Disgusted
“It’s good to see you Mr. Anderson,” comes that all too familiar voice.
“Smith,” I growl, whirling around to face him.
He throws his gun aside.
“We know these are no good by now, don’t we?” he teases. Its true though. No matter how many bullets we shoot all they do is fly through the air. I can’t hit him and he can’t hit me.
I drop my gun and it begins.
Punch after punch, blow after blow we simply block each other’s fists.
That is until his fist slams into my chin, blood spewing from my mouth and my body being thrown into a wall. My entire body aches as I crumple into a bloody mass.
Smith stands above me, as rain pours down from the skies.
***
“So I appear to have the upper hand, Mr. Anderson…” I brag. I can taste the stench of his humanity puring off of him as he glares up at me.
As disgusting as it is I crouch to eye level with him. The putrid feeling of humans is all over me, contaminating me like a disease.
“You see I’ve been doing some research,” I explain, punching him in the stomach. The rain drenches us as I continue to senselessly pound him. “I’ve discovered what to do so you can never face me, Mr. Anderson.”
I place my hand upon his leg. I can feel his vile life force creeping in through my hand.
”You see humans are highly emotional creatures,” I continue.
“What the hell?” he groans, blood dribbling from his mouth.
My hand twitches as I begin to move faster. Mr. Anderson looks at me with shocked eyes. Not much longer.
And it’s over. I have succeeded in creating what humans refer to as a “hard on.” Being a machine I can’t understand the importance of this but I know my work is done. I leave the human’s savior a twitching pile of flesh.
End
Disclaimeer: I do not own the matrix or anyother related things.
“Smith,” I growl, whirling around to face him.
He throws his gun aside.
“We know these are no good by now, don’t we?” he teases. Its true though. No matter how many bullets we shoot all they do is fly through the air. I can’t hit him and he can’t hit me.
I drop my gun and it begins.
Punch after punch, blow after blow we simply block each other’s fists.
That is until his fist slams into my chin, blood spewing from my mouth and my body being thrown into a wall. My entire body aches as I crumple into a bloody mass.
Smith stands above me, as rain pours down from the skies.
***
“So I appear to have the upper hand, Mr. Anderson…” I brag. I can taste the stench of his humanity puring off of him as he glares up at me.
As disgusting as it is I crouch to eye level with him. The putrid feeling of humans is all over me, contaminating me like a disease.
“You see I’ve been doing some research,” I explain, punching him in the stomach. The rain drenches us as I continue to senselessly pound him. “I’ve discovered what to do so you can never face me, Mr. Anderson.”
I place my hand upon his leg. I can feel his vile life force creeping in through my hand.
”You see humans are highly emotional creatures,” I continue.
“What the hell?” he groans, blood dribbling from his mouth.
My hand twitches as I begin to move faster. Mr. Anderson looks at me with shocked eyes. Not much longer.
And it’s over. I have succeeded in creating what humans refer to as a “hard on.” Being a machine I can’t understand the importance of this but I know my work is done. I leave the human’s savior a twitching pile of flesh.
End
Disclaimeer: I do not own the matrix or anyother related things.