Half Agent Half Human

Chapter 4: dreams do come true...

I stood there a moment, I took one short deep breath, then turn around.

in the distance, I see Smith walk out of the room.

he stands there and stares at me, blankly as Brown and Jones make an appearance and stand behind him a few inches away.

I calmly stroll down the hallway, nervously keeping my eyes on Smith.

I don't know why, but.

something is different between us.

something I don't understand...

"well done, Scarlett." he hands me my gun.

as I was in the process of reaching for it, I lost my breath.

"did he just call me Scarlett?!" I thought to myself in surprise.

he's never called me by that name, it's always "Ash" or "Agent Ash"

to be honest myself, I've never called him just "Smith" I've always been respectful and called him "Agent Smith"

what does it matter though? is it any different?

does it have more meaning without "Agent" in front of it?

I hardly know however, I grab the gun, while still gazing at the floor.

"what did you say?" Agent Brown asks him in confusion.

Smith glances at him, "nothing, it was merely an impersonation." he lies.

Jones and Brown needless to say were quite suspicious of Smith, I think they have been for a while now.

I'm starting to become suspicious myself.

I look up and slowly straighten myself up.

as Smith moves slightly and faces them properly, I move my body to where our hips were aligned.

and stood close to him, simply staring at Jones and Brown as well.

"Our work is done here." Smith blurts out, he peers at me in the corner of his right eye and raised his eyebrow before walking away.

he was gesturing me to follow him.

I noticed...

I took one last glance at the others and then caught up with him.

I jogged subtly a bit, then finally reached his side.

Jones and Brown gaze at each other.

short time skip> in the building we were in before>

we were all in the same room again.

I was standing next to a wall, facing the window.

"I'd like some time alone, with Agent Ash," Smith informs them boldly.

I look over my shoulder calmly.

"just to, discuss important matters about Zion and her time here." he lies.

once again, they glance at each other.

but shortly does as he says and walks out of the room.

I turn with my back facing the wall and stare at him.

he takes off his sunglasses, and unwinds his earpiece, with a dark grin on his face, as he walked toward me.

his eyes penetrated my soul.

when he got close enough, he backed me against the wall.

slowly removing my earpiece as well, unwinding it.

he peeled off my sunglasses with two fingers, he was very careful.

(this felt exactly like my dream...)

"what are you doing?" I mutter curiously, staring into his eyes.

he just smiles and caressed my chin briefly.

he puts his left arm on the wall next to my head.

"I've been waiting for this moment, for a long time." he smiles deviously and slightly chuckles.

I didn't have to ask myself what was going to happen next...

he quickly leans down, grabbing my cheek, and violently, hardly, kissed me.

my eyes were closed, as were his.

I heard him exhale.

when he was done, I open my eyes and exhale loudly in shock.

I stare at him...

he stares back powerfully while wiping a small bit of saliva from the corner of his mouth...

afterward, he spoke.

"I think we both know, what this means," he assures.

I didn't, but I did know I was feeling different about him.

I don't know in which way though, even after everything that's been happening.

I stay quiet and keep staring, and for a few minutes.

so does he.

time skip> shortly after the previous event>

I made my way down the hallway toward the wall and cautiously walked back through.

I inhaled slightly, and peer at the door.

I open it and quickly close it after I exited.

I leave the location, and start heading toward the tunnel, back to mine and Bane's room.

my raggy appearance returned, I usually wore a long sleeve shirt like Bane.

only his was grey, and mine was black.

they were both full of holes anyhow, I also wore black pants or tights similar to his.

my undershirt was grey, and our boots were the same as well.

to recap, I was thinking about what happened between me and Smith just a while ago.

I suppose this is bad on my part, but, I think I enjoyed kissing him.

I don't know what's wrong with me, least of all, what's wrong with Smith.

it was just like the dream, only different.