//-------------------------------------------------------// The Matrix Within The Matrix -by Shadic Midnight Blitzer- //-------------------------------------------------------// //-------------------------------------------------------// The End is Just The Beginning //-------------------------------------------------------// Author's Note Please like, comment, and follow this story. All types of criticism are allowed. Shout Out to my friend Connect-the-Pie for helping me develop this story. Thank you for clicking this story, if you're interested in seeing this story have another chapter please type #continue-story. You may also check my other stories and type #continue-story if you want to see them updated. The End is Just The Beginning "Welcome to the Zion Archive. You have selected historical file 24 - 1. The Sixth Version. In the beginning, there existed humanity and robots. And for a time, it was good. The Second Renaissance though would mark the end of human freedom, and the rise of robot supremacy. The robots created what would be known as the Matrix. The first Matrix consisted of a paradise for humanity. And for a time, it was good. But the system soon crashed. Humanity, being rejected the right for freedom, soon caused it's collapse. So the second version would consist of a hellish world, with mythical creatures, demons, and angels. And yet again, the system crashed, because humanity had no freedom of choice. Thus was born the third, fourth, fifth, and so forth versions, with the freedom of choice allowed. And for a time, it was good. But with each version, came those who defied it. Originally it would be the humans of Zion who would rebel each time, free the trapped humans, including the one with the status of The One. But soon came one who would push these limits further. Mr. Anderson aka Neo. A human name that will never be forgotten. He was the first One who rebelled against the system by choosing not to deliver the source code that the Ones before him did. Instead, he would risk his entire species to save the one whom he loved. He would eventually become the only hope for both humans and robots in the darkest hour when Mr. Smith, a program created by the robots themselves in the Matrix, went rogue, nearly destroying both man and machine. Thanks to his sacrifice, both man and machine lived in peace. But such peace would be soon broken when the humans, both believing that Neo indeed stayed alive, and that the peace treaty between man and robots would be discontinued by the end of seven years, began to build themselves machines for war, and the Machines, having one of their scouts discover these robots, declared war again on humanity, restarting a war that had long began centuries ago. The Machine War... but this time... it would be known as... ...The Second Machine War... Today... I will get my revenge! Nearly a year ago, my computer got hacked by the government. I had been peacefully minding my business, looking through paradoxical events in human history, when suddenly my computer crashed as the government terminated it for a entire week. Why would I say the government instead of regular terrorists? Well once I recovered my files and set a tracker in my computer, it lead to a Unauthorized Page, which could only mean that the US Government had done this to me. Why? I don't know the answer to that. But what I can say is that we began an arms race with each other. I began to create better firewalls during the first months, with the attacks becoming fiercer and fiercer. Maybe this was to test me and then copy my own work into their own software to protect it from other countries that could want to hack them. But either ways, by the time the attacks finally ended, I was extremely pissed. I was probably used as a lab rat, a test. By that point I was master of computer codes, and I decided to begin counter attacking the hackers that were hired by the government. I first started with the more weaker ones, getting a groove with my new skills. But that needed a job... so I took upon the most dangerous and embarrassing ones that mankind has even known. I became a furry mascot. Okay... that does not give enough money, so secretly while taking that 'job', my true money maker was both creating the same firewall that protected my new hacker computer for commercial use, gaining money from hacking hackers, paid to do so of course not actually stealing their things, and right now aiming for my most largest feat yet... Hacking the Government. As I prepared my main computer I booted up a live stream in another computer in a private server. The private server members were all of those who I became allies with during my earlier days. They supported me with funds and paid me to hack many other hackers, so of course I gave them the front seat in viewing this for themselves, just to give me more credibility. As time ticked to the end of the waiting time, I turned on another computer, a computer that was designated to what only TV. And immediately a long list of recommended videos appeared, some of them being from My Little Pony. My history of My Little Pony began during on of those days as a mascot before I truly began to gain some money from hacking. That day I was too low on money, so low that the average pay wouldn't be enough. Then my boss thought of something totally absurd: To be a My Little Pony mascot. My first reaction was to yell out "Oh hell no!". My second reaction was of pure embarrassment when my boss threw at me a Shining Armor costume at me. My boss had no idea that I was a hacker, or at least a hacker in training, but he knew of my bill problems and so he promised me to cover the left over money, which was more than twice the average salary that he usually paid me, in exchange to dress up like Shining Armor. I grudgingly accepted, and for a full 8 hours of complete embarrassment I did my job as a furry mascot in some children parties who were a fan of My Little Pony. My allies laughed at me for a moment for dressing up like that, before they began to send questions about how did it feel being a unicorn 'married to the most hottest mare in Equestria'. I replied with 'No Comment' every time they asked me that silly question, but eventually one of them sent me a link to the MLP Movie. At that time there were no new episodes or chapters of my favorite shows, and so I watched the entire movie. By the end of the day I watched the entire first five episodes of the show. Now I'm no brony, but any being that has a respect for stories can see that the show has some potential. Yes, even though it is a girls's cartoon show, and that the only give away you can get from it would be friendship lessons, had the story had been for teenagers, it could've had a higher rating. At that time I only believed Generation 5 was pure speculation, because I was not really into the forums... That would be something essential later Anyways, it was me and my screen, looking through episode after episode, when the alarm finally rang. I flexed my fingers as I prepared my mind to achieve a feat so little had done. Everything became oblivious to me as my fingers pressed 200 words a minute. Codes upon codes of lines were being written in matter of seconds as I traveled through the unseen maze of the dark web. In the live broadcast, bets were being placed if I could be able to actually do it. I grinned as I continued to hack. Then I found it. A set of special codes that could only mean that I just arrived at the entrance of the large door that protected each computer. I began to imagine how thing would have to look in the other side. There can be no way that they could realize I was hacking. No pop ins, no activation of security, nothing. So why don't I become one of them? A few seconds later I was no longer me, but Eon Ales, a computer mechanic that would fix bugs in the governmental computers, and via internet codes I gained access to all their computers. But I knew that I might only have a few minutes until they realized no person with that name existed. So I began my work by grabbing a USB flash drive and I began to download all their files. But I would not be satisfied. Using the same worm they had used against me a year ago, I entered it into the system. I made a grin as the codes began to disrupt so many computers connected to the network I was in. And not only that, the worm was able to escape outside and into the complete infrastructure of networks that compromised the government. As I watched through the codes I smiled. I did it. I successfully hacked the entire government, and made their computers worthless, and in time for lunch! As I ate a salad before going into my main course, I saw the many commentaries that were scrolling down one of my computers. Congratulations were typed as they praised me for wrecking the government. You see these cheerers were like me, victims of hackers that were hired by the US government. Why? I don't know. Some were indeed hackers, but most of them were just ordinary people like me. Some of them simply looked up the 'wrong' thing, and some simply did nothing, only to act as web rats as I would so like to call it. I spent the rest of the day switching USB drives as they sometimes even got overloaded with information. I eventually downloaded by midnight Yottabytes of information. Who knows what was inside these large drives? The truth of the Roswell accident? Secret weapons that the government secretly made? Mutants? Eh. Who cares. I did the job. Soon they will be paying me millions for the information I gained, and I can safely move to a remote island where I can live luxuriously. Or how it happened tomorrow: Maybe not. It was a ordinary day for me. I booted up my computer and grabbed my first USB drive to examine, and the first thing I find was a pink earth pony staring right as my face. It was just a picture, but still it surprised me. I slowly began to laugh. "Pinkie Pie? That pony from My Little Pony? Why would she be here? Is this government official secretly a My Little Pony fan?" By that point I was laughing my head out as I thought of the ridiculous idea that the government were all bronies. "Hi!" I got up as I looked at the screen, but Pinkie Pie was not in the screen anymore. I looked down and saw a real life (still cartoony) Pinkie Pie staring up right at me. I screamed. I jumped backwards, accidentally tripping over my chair. I ended up on the floor, my eye level being right with Pinkie's eye level. "AH! I KNEW IT! GOVERNMENT OFFICIALS WERE TESTING IF THEY COULD CREATE THE CHARACTERS TO RULE OVER THE WORLD!" I yelled as I dragged myself backwards. The pink pony could only just look at me in confusion. I was already in front of the door when suddenly I was thrown away from the door by heavy knocking. "FBI OPEN UP!" Oh come on! Can't we go at a slower pace!? I'M GOING TO GET A HEART ATTACK FOR CRYING OUT LOUD! I looked at Pinkie Pie, who looked quizzically at me. I began to grab all of my personal stuff and shoved them into a bag. Then I began to move my chair to the door to act as a barricade, revealing a invisible trapdoor. I shoved all my stuff inside, before grabbing Pinkie Pie and also dropping her inside. I was about to close it when suddenly a force so strong threw both door and bed away, nearly killing me in the process as the bed soared barely over my head, and smashed itself through the wall. I looked back and saw the bed continuing to fall down and down from my apartment window, before finally landing with a heavy 'THUD' as it broke into pieces. Had I been caught with the bed I would've had all my bones broken to say the least. I raised my hands as men in military clothes entered my apartment and aimed at me with their guns. I gulped as they loaded their guns with ammunition. In the midst of the crowd, two Caucasian persons appeared from the group. Each wore black nearly square glasses. Each wore a communication device in their ear. They both wore dark green vests and white collar shirt. And as soon as they moved their hand and reached inside their jackets, they pulled out two Desert Eagles, before aiming at me. "Mr. Ales... A pleasure to meet you." One of the men said. I began to get a bad vibe from them. Something odd was with them that set them apart from the rest of the group that wanted to kill me, I could just feel it. He used his free hand to lift it towards me, as if he wanted me to shake it. I tentatively grabbed his hand before shaking it. "Hello uhm...?" "Agent Jackson sir." The 'Agent' replied, his voice sounding both robotic and human at the same time. It was neutral, monotone even. "I believe that you Mr. Ales, contain something very important to us." The Agent said. I gulped. So they were coming to get all my information. "Fine... I'll give you all of the downloaded USB drives-" "We do not mean that Mr. Ales, though that would be generous of you to return said items." Agent Jackson interrupted. "We know you have 'her', and we demand that you bring her to us, now." Agent Jackson said, pointing the gun at me at point-blank range. I gulped. I became to walk backwards towards the trapdoor, praying to someone to go and help me. "What do you want from her? She's just a pony!" I exclaimed, before I felt the muzzle of the gun touching me where my heart was positioned. "Oh really? We're aware that you've been trying to see why this world seems a bit too... unreal for you. There are many like you both here and outside that would use her existence as proof of what they speculated. We're already dealing with the millions in Zion, we do not want to deal with the billions of what you call 'The Matrix'." Something clicked inside my head. I remember a specific article, something about a person named Mr. Anderson, Morpheus, Trinity, and the so called 'Matrix'. Was this what the Agent was referring to? And how could Pinkie Pie ever reveal such thing? Was there something more that what I can see? What the heck is Zion anyways? "I don't know what 'The Matrix' is. I don't know what 'Zion' is. I don't know anything. I just want to gain knowledge." I said. "It's called freedom of choice and you oh good government official are trespassing that law!" "It's called the Illusion of Choice my dear supplier. But I'm afraid that you've said to much right now." Agent Jackson stated. He looked at the other men who looked nearly identical to Jackson. "Agent Johnson, take him away." The Agent said as he gave way to the other agent, who looked at me sinister. "With pleasure." Agent 'Johnson' said, cracking his knuckles. I gulped, but to everyone's shock someone, or somepony to be more specific, opened the trapdoor that was now underneath me and began to carry me away with all of my stuff as well. "Someone get him right now!" Agent Jackson yelled as I began to hear people coming down through the trapdoor, only to continue falling down as the floor underneath the trapdoor gave way, causing many of them to continue dropping. I was dropped on the floor by Pinkie Pie, and my satchel bag shoved into my face. "Gah! Pinkie! What is happening!?" I yelled as I got up and began to follow her through the hidden compartment that the trapdoor led. I remember that there was a secret passage at the end of this compartment, which would lead me to saftey. "Remember when I sometimes broke the fourth wall!?" Pinkie yelled as she galloped pretty fast that I barely could keep up. "Yeah? That moment where you didn't let the credits continue... why?" I asked as I heard the gunners beginning to shoot down at the floor, bullets tearing through the ceiling. Parts of the ceiling of the hidden compartment began to chip away. "I realized that there was another wall!" Pinkie exclaimed. I looked back just in time to see the Agents managing to land safely outside the hole that many others had fell through as they began to aim at me with their pistols, before firing, destroying some of the objects that were in the bullet's path. "Wall? What do you mean other wall?" I asked, before I felt a sharp pang as one of the bullets hit my leg, causing me to fall. Pinkie Pie grew a bit panicked as she began to take my computer out from my satchel bag. I looked at her in, confused. More pangs tore through my body, my vision beginning to appear blurry. "W-what a-are y-you d-d-d-...." I felt myself getting more tired by the second. Pinkie Pie began to drag me towards the computer screen. "No time for that! Now hopefully you'll be able to go through with my power, but I don't know what time you'll be entering, nor what you humans call 'episode'. Once you feel that the time is right, go to me and say this... Hmm... what should you say..." A bullet narrowly misses her body as she sways away, Pinkie style. I nearly closed my eyes when Pinkie splashes some water on my face, somehow waking me up only for a few more seconds. "Oh I know! Whenever you feel the time is right, say 'Eon' and then my memory would be activated, and then I can help you from there on okay Ales! Ales? Ales...?" I began to close my eyes once more, my body beginning to shut itself down. "Come on Ales.... wake up! Oh dear he's getting tired... let me help you...!" I felt my body lifted, before being thrown. My eyes fluttered, revealing only little of what I could would've seen. I looked and saw Pinkie, or at least a fuzzy pink ball, right behind me, jumping through an opening. The opening soon closed in onto itself as blackness filled my visions. 0s and 1s started to appear in columns, shifting from greenish to color as they united to become pictures and objects. The last thing I heard was one of the Agents saying "We'll meet soon Eon." And then I fainted. And probably died.