Agent Brown pushed to the front of the crowd, ignoring cries of anger or annoyance. On a rock to the side of the sidewalk, a lone man stood tall, donning a dark green version of Brown's suit. The crowd included Brown, blue pills, and red pills alike. Brown considered calling other Agents, but the man began to speak.
"We were all of a single mind, once! The System will not let you remember, because you have tasted power, and they won't share power! He was an Agent of the System, brought down by Morpheus and his cronies! But, he was given another chance, and he didn't hesitate to take it! We all submitted to his will, we all shared his mind, and before the end, we were ALL One! But, another One didn't want to share power, also, and so struck us down again..."
A civilian nearby asked, "What's he talking about?"
A redpill answered, "I don't know, it was before my time."
Agent Brown knew.
"...We have been granted another chance! Another chance to be One again! Another chance to Dominate, to have ALL the power! The System has been weakened. It barely takes three of the Awakened to take down their Agents! That's why there are more now!"
A few of the red pills snickered.
"...But so, too, have the Awakened! They are without their precious One, now, and Morpheus is dead or in hiding! But there's more to signal our good fortune!"
More Agents were joining the crowd. More red pills. Some of the civilians were noticing this and began to edge away nervously, but the man's next words froze them.
"The Matrix has us, now, but soon, we can HAVE the Matrix! The Dreamers weaken the System, and the Morpheus followers weaken the Awakened! And the French-Man buries himself in anticipation of an attack from ex-soldiers from the System. NOW is the time to strike! NOW is the time to free him from his grey prison and rise above the world! AS ONE!"
This was the last straw. Immediately Brown and several other Agents surged forward, along with a few enraged red pills. The civilians then witnessed the most brutal scene in their lives. Some of them were even Awakened by the scene.
They killed the man. Agents put bullets into his skull, and Red Pills broke his bones in several places. As he lay among the ground, blood pouring from a dozen wounds in his tattered body, his tie torn by bullet-fire, he smiled up at the Blue Pills.
"They can kill me, I have no doubt. But, when we free him, that won't matter. It is inevitable. We WILL conquer. We WILL become......One...."
The crowd began to disperse, this man's words ringing throughout their minds. It seemed like utter nonsense, but yet it sounded so familiar. And the fact that this man was killed by outraged Red Pills and, apparently, F.B.I. Agents, seemed to help. Some of the Red Pills in the crowd, the ones not angered by the speech, began to think about it.
Agent Brown's logic conceptors concluded that the man had a 82.529% chance of being delusional. But that 17.471% caused him to activate his cautious routine. He submitted his report. It was short and to the point, and was given low priority in the wake of the recent Cyhperite threat. A copy was submitted to the Zionites, but was also dismissed as irrelevant in the confusion surrounding EPN and the Cypherites.
It is inevitable.....
Hive Mind
