The Matrix Online Server Emulator

It was just another day in the Matrix. Eric, former blossoming fist-fighter for Pluribus Neo, was standing on top of one of the many buildings in Chinatown, staring at the sky. For days like this, it was a time of reflection, of thinking back on all that he'd done.

It was a time for him to remember how he'd started so low in the Matrix, how the love and companionship of few and far-between friends kept him going when he wanted to give up. Most of all... it was a time to sit, and get wet.

The feeling was still as real as the day before he'd been brought out of the Matrix. He'd bounced back and forth, when he went in; first, he worked with Zion, and Pluribus Neo. When they cast him out, he recoiled, and instinctually went back to the Machines, before deciding to repent himself, and make up for the transgressions he'd committed - transgressions he knew he hadn't done, but had been forced, and brought on, by those within that didn't like him.

The first drop hit his face, when he looked up, and soon more began to follow. He reached up, and adjusted his hat down over his face, pushing the sunglasses over his eyes, and moved to sit on the edge of the building, bracing his hands on his lap.

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"It's been a long time."

He remembered it, clear as day, the first time he woke up. The rain... and the Exiles waiting there for him. Three of them, standing at the corner, grouped together, making gestures at him while talking amongst themselves. Finally, they approached, grinning psychotically.

One of them had a pair of sunglasses on, and a red spiked up mohawk, muscle shirt, and baggy jeans. So did the other two, far as clothes went. The other two had long blonde hair with blue and red streaks in it. All of them were heavily tattooed on the arms, flames and the like. And all of them were now standing around him.

"Ya jes' woke up, didn' ya?" One of them said, rasping, before the group broke out into a low laugh, and the bigger one stepped in, pushing him on the chest.

"... I don't want any trouble."

"Tha's too ba', fella, cause trouble jes' foun' -you-."

Before the first one could strike his eyes bulged out, and his body quivered, before falling into the fetal position, when he received a swift kick in the groin.


... Another drop of rain, and he snapped out of his daze, looking around. "... Too long. Wish I knew where he was now..."

'Hehehehe'

Hydranakus watched from the moniter on board his 'Obsidian' class Long Distance Exploration HoverCraft 'Nocturnal Avengence'.

He had been watching this confrontation for a few minutes while doing a security scan of the imediate area; keeping an eye on what was happening in the Matrix, logging his proggress for his hourly comms trannsmission back to his Faction leader..

Havocide.

He really wished he had some popcorn for that moment, but resigned himself to slurping up the remainder of his lunch-time 'gloop'......

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