One


One

  • AUTHOR: Midnight’s Trinity
  • TITLE: One
  • CATEGORY: Drama, Romance.
  • RATING: PG-13 for language and disturbing images.
  • SUMMARY: “To me, it feels like I had no choice. None, whatsoever. No choice, no power, no control.” What if you have no choice? Is it still a choice? Neo battles control, regret, purpose, grief, REBARs, and vampires.
  • SPOILERS: Reloaded and Revolutions. Big Time. Hell, I’m just spoiling the whole damn trilogy in one fic!
  • AUTHOR’S NOTES:
    • Would be a good idea to brush up on your French. Also, you might want to read my fic “Weakness”. This is sort of a perverse companion fic to that one. You don’t have to, but there is a line or two in here that might make more sense if you do.
    • I feel like this is the most cliched title in this fandom’s history. But reading through, I decided I still had to use it. And I did NOT call it One because Neo is the One. Who do you think I am, anyway?
    • I didn’t use asterisks! Take that. Ohhh…those little evil six-pointed stars can kiss my ass. They wouldn’t bug me so much if they didn’t appear so high up on each line…
    • * <~ I mean, come on.
    • Please note: contrary to popular belief, all punctuation and capitalization in this fic is entirely intentional, even the last one, and I don’t want to hear anything about it. Ha.
    • THANKS: To my two lovely betas and half-betas (DS and T-the-G). And much thanks to T-the-G, whose name I am shortening for the sake of protecting her from angry mobs, for providing me with the definition of a REBAR (“Yes. REBAR. Metal reinforcement bars, found often in cement buildings, in highways, and in…Trinity.”) *sobs*
  • DISCLAIMER: I in no way, shape, or form own the Matrix franchise and all genius associated with it. However I wouldn’t mind owning Neo. Or Trinity, depending on my mood.  ;-P

One

“How do you do it,
Make me feel like I do?
How do you do it?
It’s better than I ever knew.”

Stellar, by Incubus


“Maybe didn’t mean too much…
But it meant everything to me.”

That’s What I Get, by Nine Inch Nails


Choice, Morpheus would say. It always begins with choice.

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Weakness


Weakness

  • AUTHOR: Midnight’s Trinity
  • TITLE: Weakness
  • CATEGORY: Drama, Romance.
  • RATING: PG-13 because Trinity has a potty mouth and a tendency to remember a certain night in Zion… :-)
  • SUMMARY: A one-post story of the Persephone scene from Trinity’s POV. Much angst and anger included.
  • SPOILERS: Reloaded.
  • AUTHOR’S NOTES:
    • Wow. I haven’t written any fanfics since… *counts in head* March. Hmmm. I kind of promised myself that I would stop writing fanfiction, but that was Star Wars fanfiction. Heh.
    • I’ve been wanting to pursue this story idea ever since May 15th at midnight, when I saw Reloaded. I was seriously sitting there in the theater thinking first “Damn you Persephone! Damn yyyoooouuuuu…” and then “Hmm, this would make a good fanfic!” So here it is. I thought it would be fun (and good writing practice) to get into Trinity’s character. She’s tough to write. But it’s been some good times.
    • This story is dedicated to my friend Liz (aka Trinity-the-goalie), who is my one and only Matrix (and Star Wars) friend. I love more than anything to stay up late and obsess with you, Liz. You’re one of the only ones who understands. Your friendship is one of the greatest things that has happened to me all summer.

Weakness

From the moment I first laid my eyes on her, I knew that there was something about her. She barely spoke a word as we stood before the Merovingian, but I could tell straight off what kind of person she was. But that was exactly the thing: she wasn’t even a person. Just a program. A stuck up, arrogant, prissy vampire of emotions. For one flash of a second, I almost pitied her. But that emotion left as soon as it came when I realized what she could do.

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