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Title: The Kingdom of Hell.

Author: TheRedPony

Rating: R, consensual sex and language.

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Disclaimer: I do not own the Matrix nor any thing else related the films. It is not my world, just my playground.

Story Notes: WIP, The Twins are freed from the Merovingian, only to quite literally find them selves in hell. How will they cope with the rule truth of the Matrix?

With our decadent minds

And our innocent lines

You'll be playing our games

With your bodies in flames

When delirious fun

Has seriously begun

You'll be down on your knees

You'll be begging us please

- Depeche Mode

The Merovingian gazed at the boy sitting across the desk at him. He was tall and lengthy, with short cropped hair, and a punctiliously neat appearance. The boy was wise beyond his age, and had been a merciless negotiator. Then again Her Lady would only be sending the best to punish him. His day had long sense gone to hell in a hand basket so why should he be surprised that the devil had sent her minion to him.
Of course she wasn�t really the devil, but it was all fine to think of her like that. Making deals with her had turned out to be a lot like selling your soul. He knew almost nothing about her, except that she paid very well, and those in her favor called them selves the demons of hell. They were not all rouge programs, the boy who sat before him was human, this he knew, but why she would have humans in her staff he did not know. They were always aware of the Matrix when they came, but they did not read like the rebels whom had hacked there way back in. She was a mystery this he new, and she was old, as old as the Architect and feared by most programs. But the Kingdom of Hell as they called it was said to be the place. Those in her favor were invited to join, and there was even rumor that she could take programs to the real world so that they would not be deleted. If you were rouge you wanted to be their, the powerful and the mighty played their, and he longed to go too.
The Merovingian was an information trafficker, and this was how he was paying his debt to Her Lady in return for "setting him up" getting him started in his trade. She had even been so kind to lend him her key maker, that fucking bitch. He though she was being so kind. He realized now it had been a ploy all along something to catch him on when he stumbled. Then take the twins from him after he had worked so hard to ensure they were perfect soldiers. She had used him and left him, like he had been some sort of cheep whore. Never mind the fact that he had done the same to so many others. She infuriated him and he had to sit and let her do it. And let this boy tell him how things would be.
"Tuesday at noon, we will be returning for them, they had best be ready or it will be your head. They need nothing. Understand?
The Frenchman nodded, this little whelp had no right to tell him what to do.
The boy smiled acridly, then handed the man a card. It bore only this.

"Mouse"

Demon of Hell

Ext. 567

You will know what to do with that should the need arise. Remember Tuesday at noon. He left the office with economy of stride, and clipped the door shut behind him. Leaving the disheveled man sitting alone, fuming in his anger.
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They sat silently, awaiting the punishment they new would come. Two mirrors of the same body, flawless and pale white albino skin. One looked to his brother, and in the same instant Two returned the glance, they were simply One and Two they needed no names. There eyes met for an instant gazing at their own faces both before them and in the reflection of his shadows glasses. That instant was theythey need, it was solidarity, there strength. Rarely did they speak for words were wasted they knew each others thoughts, and not in a simple reading of minds but as one mind in two bodies. All One had to do was reach his mind for Two or the other way about, and they knew how much each other hurt, or if they needed help, all emotion, all things were shared. They had not one secrets from each other, they knew each others minds and bodies, there limits, every breath of their personality. It was no quixotic thing what they shared, but a bond so deep, to think of life with out his other could crush them. The sat silently waiting, for their master to finish his discussion with the boy they had seen entering his office. They were well aware he was a messenger, and they knew that the someone was most unhappy with their performance; however whom eluded them, they hadn�t gotten a good look. They had lost the key maker and they would suffer greatly for it. One laced his long elegant fingers into Two�s hand, and they stared like tin solders at the door where beyond their fate was being cast.
They did not have to wait long. For nearly as soon as he had entered the boy left, snapping the door shut crisply behind him. His eyes turned to look over the twins. He nodded with a curt gesture , every movement he made seemed starched and planned. Now they could tell this was a messengf Hef Her Lady with out a doubt. The pressed black trousers and crisp black blazer always buttoned neatly; the shirt and tie were always the made from the same fabric, and although the colors changed from time to time, they were always rich and dark. This time the shirt and tie were a deep shadowy crimson much the color of blood that has let to sit. On his face he wore sunglasses, squared with a slight sweep to the tail of them, but they were very formally shaped non the less. The glasses of her ladies demons, were always the same color, Onyx black that iridesced with bands of lime and blood red hues, this last edition to hide the secrets in their eyes. His snappy stride showed this order with every step. He oozed confidence and even though he was young his motions seemed to mock the place he was in. He was a bit too proper, too precise to be real; it made the château look like cluttered mess in his wake. The same as setting fine china on a table along side paper plates. He smiled, and it was brilliant, another move like a master chess player sliding his pawn tactfully to the 8^th square. "She will be most pleased with her new acquisition I am sure of it." He nodded again this time even less noticeable and quickly, vanished into the elevator with a soft hiss of closing doors. The crystal ring of his heeled boots equipped as always with silver spurred toes hung echoing off the long hall.
The door to the office opened, snapping their attention back. They turned their heads to face him, with identical timing, to face there master, the Merovingian, self named king of the Matrix. "Come!" was his only stated word. His French accent was bitter and spiteful and had the twins been human they would have cringed. They entered the office, and he motioned with a hand for them to sit in the black chairs, the one on the left just recently occupied by the boy. Before sitting however; Two slid his chair closer to his twin, it was something they always did, and the master had long sense grown accustomed to it. They faced him now, perfectly still.
"You and I both know quite well that that waz no ordinary human." The Merovingian had long sense discarded speaking to them as plural, they were one person. "He iz a demon for Her Lady as I am zure you have deduzed by now. She iz most unhappy about the loss of her key maker that waz lent to me. I pray you two feel mozt blezed for you have been spared her wrath." His voice was cold and angry and the twins mentally smiled at one another, but showed no emotion on their faces. They were so sure they would be deleted for this, besides his accent had gotten so think that he was tripping all over it, it was most amusing. "So that I might clear my debt with her, zhe is willing to take the two of you for payment, though I do not know her rezoning, considering you have just failed. Tuesday at noon you zwill start your new life under command of Her Lady." He was nearly shaking his anger so intense. The twins could see this and knew best to keep silent. "NOW GET OUT!" The last command was screamed, his frustration finally reaching a head. How was it these two failed and they move up in life, while after years of servitude he moved down. He watched as the twins nearly scrambled out of the office, with a distinct smile on their face.
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They stepped in the elevator their smiles growing to all out grins. "so soon�" "� we will be done of him�" "�his stupid accent�""�no more French food every day�""� only one more week�" They grinned at each other, beautiful smiles, like mirrored reflections. It dint mater which had said what, they probably could not have told you one thought for two bodies, to them it was heaven.
They never smiled unless they were alone together, together they were free. Two slipped his arms around the waste of his twin, and One laid his hand on his twins cheek, the other hand pulled them close together. The kiss was short but emblazoned by new hope and the trill of adventure. They could not remember when they first knew. It had always been this way, there love for one another was the purest form of their bond. They were not brothers, they were reflections of the same being. Neither was the original or the clone they just were and they were beautiful together. The kissed again, the joy at the new freedom form there heartless master mounting. Not only were they going to the great realm of hell, but they would be going in style, personally requested by Her Lady, even the Merovingian had never been requested not once, and they new that as much as he would deny it was jealousy that fueled his anger.
Two slipped his hands between them, popping buttons from his lovers vest and shirt open with deft hands. They traveled like white doves caressing each new inch of bared flesh. One moaned gently at the skillful fingers of his love. Two�s fingers grazed laggardly over his skin, there eyes always locked through the shadowy realm of those inky glasses. Leaning forward, lips were caught in fiery kisses and burning paths worked their way over Ones body in the wake of Two�s hands.
The elevator opened its doors with a low hiss and the twins grinning like school boys dragged each other too their lavish rooms. One opened the door, and pulled Two inside. The instant it was closed he was on the other, kisses and hands roaming like wild animals over his lovers body, truly his soul mate. Ties, shirts and vest were discarded hastily to the floor in glittering silver puddles, as a burning longing flared between the two of them. With each breath there passion and desire grew feeding from shared thoughts. Two pushed away for a moment and gazed at the face of his twin, a single tear rolled down his cheek. One was taken a back, what would upset him that Two would not have shared with him.
"What�s wrong, why do we cry" One held the others face gently in his hand.
Two looked into One�s eyes and swallowed hard. "Thought we had had it today, we thought about life if any thing happened too you, we would be nothing with out us." They never said the word I.
One shook his head as if trying to jar the bitterness of that thought away from his mind "Don�t think it, don�t ever think such terrible things, love." He kisses Two�s face gently brushing the tear away with his lips. One reached up and gently pulled the dark glasses away from his face and from that of his other half. Setting them down on a nearby dresser he returned his gaze to Two. Their eyes were both crimson, the color of blood shown unchanged by pigment of the eyes. They were albino and their sensitive eyes were their only flaw. Their was nothing holding them apart any more, and in this darkened space One�s lover glowed in bone white glory like an angel, his angle, and only for him. He kissed Two�s neck and left delectable darkening spots on the soft flesh were he bit gently at it. They moaned together as one, when Two�s soft hand slipped between to grasp the swelling of One. "Bed" Was all One could manage to speak. Nipping and fumbling blindly they managed to find their way to the large kind sized bed.
Tonight they would restore the bonds that made them the best at their craft. merging to become one in an even a grater sense.

***
"It was not right, not fair" he fumed, another shot glass was hurled at the wall and shattered. He couldn�t even enjoy this effect, because nothing was really destroyed, just rearranged until as programmed the would right and fix them selves. He hated this place, we hated the twins because of the power they had over him, and most off all he hated Her Lady. "Shit! She really is the devil. She is worse then my whore of a wife." Another glass shattered, and then he hurled the crystal bottle of Cognac at the wall, ember beads dripping down on to the razor glass. That�s what he wanted, to crush them, to tear those twins apart.
"One week is all I need, one week while zhey are still mine." He laughed now, sick and cruel laughter.
***

He had been staring at the note for the last five minuets. "Neo?" Trinity�s voice drew his attention back. She was driving the beautiful black sedan through the city.
"Its odd that she should would not have told use about this before."
"She was a program Neo, she never would have guessed you would chose the way you do. It was not her purpose to do so. She generally wanted to help, she only knew that, that the one door spelled the survival of Zion."
He looked up at Trinity, in some ways he was settled by her words, and others disturbed. That same though had been crossing his mind, the hope that she was not truly evil, not like the other machines or programs. Just stuck forced to think in the laws of this prison.
He read the note again, allowed this time. "sagesse soit mont" It was written in French, but the words were not quite right, they were not fluid, with a bit of creative translating they had come up with "Knowledge is in the mountain."
"Why would she send it in French, and bad French? She has never done this before?" Neo asked, Trinity shifted her self slightly, the action was foreign and did not seem to fit her.
"Perhaps it is a clue, she wants use to think in French. How could knowledge be in the mountain though." Her voice seemed a bit more settled now. Then she saw Neo�s eyes, they had lit up.
"The château, French and in the mountains! The Merovingian has what we want."
Trinity nearly groaned, the last time they had tried to take something of his, they had just barely got out by the skin of their teeth. Not to mention the hundreds of agents, and the horrendous twin things chasing them. Besides with out a key how would they ever get their.
"We need to get into his computer. If we can hack into to that, we will know were every rouge program in the Matrix is. Those who will be our enemies and those who will help us."
"Its not worth it Neo, we don�t need it, besides we cant hack into it, it has to have some amazingly powerful protection, if he did that with a piece of cake think of the security he must have on his computer."
"Don�t worry it will be a Piece of Cake." The boy was laughing. He was grinning at his own pun. The boy was young, no older then Mouse had been, but regardless they had taken to travailing with him. He sat beside Morpheus, flipping a knife in his hand that until recently had been an AK 47. That was the reason Fish was here now. When he was still plugged in he was a rather elite hacker. He called his viruses Barracudas, like their name sake they hung in the outskirts often for months not moving. Then in a heart beat they would completely destroy a companies firewalls and anti virus protections. The anti virus programs were made to keep hackers out not to defend them selves. Unlike other virus that slowly corrupted a computers systems, these barracudas erased all traces of them selves and vanished as soon as they appeared. Companies panicked, no one could be sure their wasn�t a silvery fish hiding some were in their systems. It was not Fish�s virus you had to watch out for however, it was other hackers. Companies hit by him never said a word because they feared benign targeted by every hacker around. Inentech had made this mistake, a janitor and part time hacker had over heard that their protection was down. With in hours they had hundreds of hackers in side the companies hard drives. They were so corrupted and riddled with viruses that every thing was deleted, Inentech filed for bankruptcy 5 days later.
Fish had a way with programs, it was nothing like Neo, but he would rewrite things almost constantly. You never knew what outfit he would have on or what would be in his hand. He once changed an agents building to pink just to piss them off. He was foolish he took risks like that. He could edit files at will, and it was something the crew had grown quite found of. "Neo if you can get me his laptop I can get into it."

Neo looked at Trinity, she has shifted her weight again, obviously not so sure that the knife aka. AK 47 spinning behind her back was not actually going to fire. She nodded "If any one can hack it you can Fish, if you shred the protection on it, Neo should be able to access the data. The only problem is how do we get it. We cant waltz in their and just ask for it. Can we?"
Morpheus nodded "That is just what we are going to do."

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