The Journey of Life by Lu Gan (Final)

Po is a fat boy living with his father Mr. Duck who pays more attention on his noodle restaurant rather than take care of his son, Po made friends with some bad guys and some of them are even like rascals, especially who are Monkey, Mantis, Crane, Viper, Tigress they called themselves The Furious Five.

When Mr Duck started to be aware that Po always goes out with some rascals and more reluctant to go home, he earnestly advised his son for help him turn back and he often talk about some sentences like "We all have our places in the world." to teach Po. However, Po closed his ears to his father’s words. After several days, Po decided to leave home with his five best friends.

From the day Po left home, he started to worry about what he can do and how to do to become stronger in the group; he wanted to learn their skills so he talked many times with Tigress who is the leader of The Furious Five.

“Po, to be honest you are too fat to learn our skills you cannot at least touch your toes or even see your toes, you have to find you own way to become stronger in our group. Each person has their own position to show their ability. I think you can find yours as well”

“But how? How? I need your help, Master.”

“No, you just need to believe. “

“Promise me, Po. Promise me, you will believe.”

“I... I will try.”
Po joined The Furious Five, but he only can keep watch at outside during they doing criminal activities like theft, or just bullied children for their pocket money until they met Shifu Wugui who specializes in many criminal activities in some bigger country. Po decided to follow Shifu Wugui to widen his knowledge and experiences in other country like China, when he told his thoughts with other five members they did not say anything…….

“I had already decided; please do not try to stop me.” Po says.

“We are not trying to stop you, but coming with you.” Money laughed.

“No news are good or bad.” Tigress agreed with them.

………………………………………………………………………………………….

This is a nice country, people are very friendly here. In order to work more effective and efficient Shifu Wugui started to look for their target. One day, he found a house which shared by four young people, so he decided to distribute different job for each of them. With fast action Money and Crane are in charge of transfer; Viper and Mantis are responsible for collect information; Tigress just follows Shifu Wugui to protect him; and Po has to go into that family to earn their trust.

This is a beautiful house which rented by four best friends Alex; Marty; Melman and Gloria; Po became a new flatmate with them. That was a sunny day, Gloria was so happy when she found a new lodger who is fat and cute like her.

“Hey hey guys, I got a good news and bad news….haha ~ come on” She yelled after she opened the door.

“What are they? Just tell us” Alex still watching TV while he says it.

“Bad news is I found a new flatmate who is a boy again, but the good news is he is fat like me…… hahaha~~~ “

“What? Hey Melman did you hear that? Remember don't only make our toilet higher but also more wide.” Marty says.

“Why? I only need place for my neck and head” Melman says in the toilet.

“Because Gloria just found her brother.” Alex says.

“hahahaha…………..”

“What? Don't you think I am cute?!~ ………..” Gloria gainsays.

Po felt warm at that moment, he suddenly felt he loves this family but he knows what he come for. Two weeks later, Po became a star in this house because everyone loves his noodles. They treated Po like a real family member, Po felt that as well. He started to feel guilt to them but he could not betray his friends, at this satiation Po was in a dilemma.

“What happened? Po” Melman asks.

“Ah? Wh…. What happened? Nothing… nothing happened hehe…” Po stammered while he was eating chips and other cookies.

“No, my friend I know something happened to you, because you eat when you upset.”

Po was moved! He found these friends are real care about him and they know him very well. So he decided to tell them all the bad thing he did, but he did not say anything about the Furious Five and Shifu Wugui.

“Thanks, Po. Thank you for telling us the truth.” Marty first says.

Po did not believe that they forgive him! “Why?” he asks.

“Yesterday is a history, tomorrow is a mystery, but today is a gift, that is why it is called Present.” Alex says.

…………Po started to cry.

Po decided to go back home, because he misses his father very much. He did not say that much to the Furious Five and Shifu Wugui, because he knows people have different philosophy if he talks too much that may bring dangers to his family and the four new friends. So he only said “You must continue your journey without me guys good luck guys”

Destiny by Sunny (Final)

Neo stood in front of a door, it is just a original door, no different than any others, but he knows by the time he enter this door, he will change the world, he will save millions of life, he will free mankind.

Neo took a deep breath, and than open the door with the key in his hand, the only key for this door, the key which the Keymaker sacrificed his life for it. The door grew like a thousand of lights, he knew now is the time, he walk toward the light with nothing but peace in his heart.

Behind the light a cold, humorless man sitting in the middle of a large empty room.

"Hello Neo." The man spoke with no facial expression.

"You know my name." Neo said.

"Of course, I designed you."

"Excuse me!?"

The man raises both his hands. "I'm The Architect, the creator of the Matrix and u will ask me..."

"Why are you here?" Neo's eyes twinkled, he felt like he is a 12 years old boy standing in front of the principal.

"That is not important, the most important question is your true purpose to be here." Architect replied. "You think you know the answer for this question- you are here because you believe you can stop the war between humans and machines."

Neo look straight into Architect's eyes. "Then are you here to stop me?"

"Why should I stop you if I'm the one who guided you here." Architect said.

Neo shook his head. "I believe it was the Oracle who guided me here."

"Yes, of course, the Oracle, the fortune teller. She is a program, this is her purpose, and her job is to guide you here. Did you notice all the people you met somehow helped you to reach here? Oracle guided you in everyway, Keymaker who sacrificed his life for you, and of course, Trinity." Architect pointed to one side of the wall, Trinity stood there cover with blood.

"Trinity!" Neo shouted. The only women he ever truly loved, he knows that is just an image, but his heart stumbled.

"Tell me Neo, what is real? Not long ago you live in the world of Matrix; you believe your senses there, everything you see, you hear, the taste, the smell, and the pain. And than you woke up, you believe Matrix just a virtual reality, your real world was destroy by machines. You believe you will save Zion, an underground city, which house a quarter of million people, you believe you are Neo, The One. Do you really know what is real? What if I tell you everything you believed was a lie?"

"What?"

Neo look around and realized he is no longer in the room, he is inside Zion, and people are everywhere.

"Remember you were told when Matrix first built, a man was born inside who can remake the Matrix. And than he die like every human, but he will born once again and free mankind from the Matrix? It was just a lie." Architect said. "It was back at around 2050, you already know the human destroy the sky, but there was never a war between mankind and machines, it was a war between humans themselves."

Neo saw it this time, Architect raise one of his hand and the background suddenly change, and they are now in the middle of a battleground, jets in the sky, tanks driven beside them.

"Humans create Artificial intelligence to serve them. Artificial intelligence then creates the Matrix, not a prison for the mind but instead a heaven for human to live happy ever after." Architect said.

Neo laughed."Bullshit, what about the human energy fields? They are all over the world."

Architect nodded. "You believe they are tools for the machines to draw the life out of human beings as their energy source, but they are in fact created so humans can survive in this unlivable earth. We have the Matrix for human minds but human can't survive without the body. Machines have to follow orders that form from the Three Laws of Robotics. A robot may not injure a human being or, through inaction, allow a human being to come to harm; A robot must obey orders given to it by human beings, except where such orders would conflict with the First Law; A robot must protect its own existence as long as such protection does not conflict with the First or Second Law."

"I saw machines try to break into Zion, I saw machines hunting us down one by one." Neo shouted.

"There once was a wise man said that man is innately evil, all people are born with natural tendencies toward a taste for beauty and profit, a susceptibility to hate and jealousy." Architect raises his hand and they are back to the empty room. "Humans never get enough of anything, they always want more and more, the first Matrix I designed was a perfect world, everyone got what they need, but perhaps too perfect for humans, they refused to accept the fact that there are no need for more, in result we lose them. So I have to redesign the Matrix one after one to fit the human basic needs, hunger for power and money. Zion was then create as a sub Matrix to suit the resistance part of human minds, Zion is the opposite of Matrix, the negative part, a quarantine zone for minds."

"So Zion is not real?" Neo breathe heavily.

"It bring out the main question, the question you been looking for, the reason why you are here. Neo, you should aware by now, you are nothing but a program of Matrix..."

"No! No! I don't believe you." Neo muttered to himself.

"Your purpose is to reboot the Matrix when it is in danger, you been giving powers in Matrix to fulfill this purpose, that makes you The One. Every time the resistance human minds in the Zion had grown strong enough to threaten the main Matrix itself, you will be born and guided to here, to end everything." Architect said.

"What if I say no?" Neo felt sick.

Architect gave him a blank look. "If you fault to do so, the system will collapse, Matrix and Zion will be destroy, approximate 99% of human beings will die."

Something rose in Neo’s throat, at first he didn’t know what it was, and then he did. It was a scream. Which he swallowed.

“As the human resistance growing, Matrix will become more and more unstable, error numbers will arise, and more and more programs will get infected. A failed security program is already threatened both Matrix and Zion.” Architect said.

A growing door appeared behind Architect.

"This is the truth, your question is not about making choices or what you believe now, is about your purpose to be here, your purpose is to reach the Source, to reboot Matrix. Your path is set since the day you born, this is your destiny, Neo."

Neo stood there for most a minute, what Architect said keep repeating in his head, there is war in his heart. Angry, hurt, more one than the other, he couldn’t tell which.

Suddenly he understood, it took a while but he finally understood, no one can escape from his or her destiny, he will save mankind one way or the other.

In the end, it only took Neo a couple of seconds to reach the door, with a smiled, he walks forward and follow the light.

Robot in Disguise by ink FINAL

It is the perfect afternoon for a Sunday drive. Bumblebee rolls down roads shaded by rows of trees, their reaching canopies forming a tunnel over him. Alongside the road is a park where families are finishing picnics. Their children are playing together, making new friends. There are no signs of the Decepticons and under the late afternoon sun everything is washed in a yellow light of a kind only found on Earth. Moments like these remind Bumblebee how much he loves the Earth and humankind. He wishes he had lungs to expand, a stomach to fill, so he could take part in the world, take it inside himself, but defending the planet and its people is enough.

The road is coming to an end. Bumblebee does not care where he is driving, as long as his wheels are spinning and there are people around him. He turns left, away from the suburbs and towards the city. It will be evening soon and everything will light up brilliantly around him and he can drive all night. He will make sure the people are safe tonight.

Bumblebee stops at a red light, behind two more cars. He is on a road full of restaurants and bars and cafes and there are people outside each of them, overflowing onto the footpaths, standing with each other. He’s never been inside a bar or a restaurant before; he’s too big to fit inside.

Further down the road, there is a woman eating dinner at a table outside in the open air. Bumblebee zooms his senses in as she twirled her food around a fork. Her lips and eyes are painted to look darker. She’s sitting with her friends, chewing and laughing with her mouth closed. Her delicacy and beauty reminds Bumblebee of a soap bubble, with all its colours swirling together.

The light changes and the cars start moving again. Bumblebee moves with them, keeping his attention on the woman. He is thinking about bubbles, simulating them in the digital reality of his imagination. In his mind bubbles do not pop, they just bounce off each other and floated away again.

The woman is too far away to see now but she was the loveliest thing Bumblebee had seen all day. He decides to go back, so he turns left, off the main road. A recording of the woman is playing in his mind and watches her laugh again and again. He turns left once more.

Bumblebee considers the elemental nature of humans: they are both water and fire. On the inside they are mostly liquid, they are self-heating, self-repairing and self-replicating. They are alive, and while Bumblebee has a living spark inside his chest, his body is a solid, lifeless shell. He does not feel pain, he only registers a simple on/off understanding of pressure and damage. By human standards Bumblebee is not a alive, but being their guardian is enough.

He turns left and tries to stop his wheels from turning, his brake pads grinding down, screaming. A human rolls up onto his windscreen and tumbles back off. She did not pop and she did not float away; she cracked like glass. The digital simulations stop, and Bumblebee does not know what to do. His gears and actuators lock into place and begin the transforming protocol, but he changes his mind. He is frozen.

And he is still frozen. It was not his fault, she stepped off the curb right in front of him. He plays the impact again and his parts move involuntarily, his doors locking themselves and tires turning to one side. His brakes pump again and again but the recording does not change. The person he hit is a young woman in a black dress. In the recording he isolates the face and compares it to the woman at the restaurant, but they are not the same. For a moment he is relieved and is then sickened by himself; she was still human, she was more alive than him.

Is she dead? People are running towards her. A man kneels down next to her and calls for help. Another woman is standing with her hand over her mouth on the sidewalk. Bumblebee tells himself it was not his fault. He plays the recording again from the beginning, watches the young woman hold her skirt down at the sides as she looks both ways. That is when he came around the corner, he did not see her then. Her face did not have time to register shock or fear, or pain. Her head hit against the reinforced glass. There is still a small amount of blood still smeared across his windscreen. He did not see her.

If the humans found out that he was an Autobot, what would they do? They needed the Autobots to protect them. He could almost hear Optimus Prime’s voice, stern and saddened, commanding him to leave, relieving him of his duty. He wished he had lungs to fill with air and scream and scream.

The man is talking on a cellphone, his fingers to the woman’s neck. He looks up at Bumblebee, at the empty driver’s seat. They could not find out. No one could. Bumblebee reverses away from the man and the body of the woman. He turns sharply, his tires slide over the asphalt as he rotates completely and accelerates in the opposite direction faster than a real Volkswagen Beetle possibly could. They could not find out.

Bumblebee drives until the roads are clear of other cars and then stops. For a moment he thinks of going back, to find out if the woman survived, but he still has the her blood on him. Like a sigh, his parts whirr and separate as he transforms, his front splitting to become his feet as he puts his weight on them. Standing, head hung, he can’t quite see the smear on his windscreen over the curve of his chest. He wanted to be a hero, a beloved protector, but what does he know about love? He is just a heartless machine pretending, a robot in disguise.

The true New Zealand story Final draft

Bruck Kian was your typical teenage boy. He loved rugby, music and most of all girls, but there was one problem he was poor and left working as a cleaner in his school Otraka High School located in the rundown neighbourhood of Otara. Both of Bruck's parents had never been rich nor poor, it was not only until his dad had died, his life dramatically fell to pieces. Now 18, he has the urge to make something out of his life; complete level 3 Ncea and find the girl of his dreams.

"Should I get up? But why? There is nothing for me" Bruck speculates.

"I'm sick of being treated like shit"
An ongoing thought replaying in his mind like a broken record player.

(As Bruck gets out of bed and puts the same old torn jeans, broken jandles and cut up singlet, he glances at himself in the mirror. His reflection showing nothing but emptiness and disconsolateness. His appearance was comparing to a deep-fried hedgehog; with Greasy hair looking like fast food from a Chinese takeaway and unshaven rough looking features.)

What is the point of living?No-one will ever want to love some-one like me

I have no money, a fucked up job, no dad

How am I ever going to find the girl of my dreams?

As I collect my bag and head for the door, the sound of my mum's car filled the street. Oh shit. While she pulls up into the drive way, I peel back the torn/stained curtains to find a big black man standing at my door step. His face was filled with tattoos and piercings, the only piece of clothing I noticed was his vest with the words BLACK POWER embedded on the back. Who the hell is this, I thought to myself. Moments later, seven dwarf looking Maoris’ jumped out of the car. Who the hell are these midgets, I wondered.
Meet your new step dad and brothers, mum said. My mouth dropped open, my eyes bulging out of my sockets. I stood there as if life itself had frozen. Uh...um...hi, I stuttered. The strong stench of alcohol filled my nostrils. I swear the smell burnt my nose hairs. Mum forced me to stay for a while and get to know them. Gosh! First impressions do capture the human’s eye. My new so called "step dad" introduced them. Alky, Druggy, Stealy, Sleazy, Killy, Bashy, Nawty. The only thing I could think of was trouble.


I set off to school, a million things running through my head. Please don't say this is a bloody re-run of "The Gang Member and the 7 Maori's" .My day could not get any worst. I arrived at school to see posters everywhere "The Ever after Ball P.s No mask, No Entry". Now tell me, how in the world am I going to afford this. Hmm... Maybe I could just sneak in? Okay, now that I have that part sorted, who's going to be my partner? Well...for the past couple of days I have noticed this one girl, her names Otrianne. She was tall, beautiful and had the body of a goddess. What more could a guy ask for. I knew she was way too good for me, but it was worth a try. I managed to get a hold of her cell phone number, YESSS!
What do I say?
Hey, my names Bruck and I'm a cleaner?
Hell no!
Hmm...What could my name be? Something romantic?
How about Cinderfella?
There was a week to go before the Ever After ball and time was ticking. I decided to text her, but instead of writing one of those sleazy texts, I took another approach. Poetry. As I slowly pressed the numbers on my key pad, a passage started to form. My hands were sweating, my stomach was turning and my heart was beating so loud it could form its own band.

Dear Otrianne,
’Open the door, my princess dear,
Open the door to thy true love here!
And mind the words that thou and I said
by the fountain cool, in the greenwood shade.’
Cinderfella

Now all I needed to do was wait for a reply.
I rushed home from school, forgetting about my new "step dad and midgets, oh I mean brothers" I bolted through the house and ran straight to my room. Oh my god I can't believe I actually had the guts to text Otrianne. Now, all I needed was to find away to persuade my mum into letting me go to my school ball. I guess there was no harm in asking. I slowly approached the lounge where my mum and my new step dad were; propped up on the couch watching re-runs of Neighbours at War. Uh...hey mum, I was just wondering...? Within seconds I was cut off by the noise of the bloody midgets. Bro did you hear about that Ever After Ball? Sleazy grunted. I think we should all just go, get "layed", and then trash the place; another brother replied. Oh no, that was the last thing I wanted to hear; now I'm guessing if they're allowed to go I am.

It was the night of the ball and I had been looking forward to this day for some time now. Once again the sweat from my hands started to form a puddle beneath me, my body became hot, my chest felt so tight as if it were getting wrapped up in a million rubber bands. I kept telling myself this is it; it's either now or never. By now Alky, Druggy, Stealy, Sleazy, Killy, Bashy and Nawty had sorted out a way to trash the "Ever After Ball". The brothers knew Bruck was only going to the ball to meet up with some chick called Otrianne. Since my new found brothers hated my guts, they decided to plot and evil plan against me, wreck my chances of happiness and steal who was soon to be my girl.

I walked inside to see Otrianne standing on the dance floor, alone; glaring around trying to spot Cinderfella. She wore a beautiful Red silky, backless dress, with amazing Tamoko patterns flowing around her body. I froze, amazed by the beautiful woman standing across the room. I swore my heart skipped a beat; I was speechless. I gradually walked over to her, leant over and whispered in her ear. I hope your day is as radiant as your smile. She pulled back, looked at me as if she was getting ready to scream; eyebrows raised and everything. Then suddenly her expression changed, a smile appeared on her face, she grabbed my sweaty hands and said "I have been expecting you".

As we held each other tight and slow danced in the middle of the school hall, we gazed into each other’s eyes. At this moment nothing in the world mattered. It felt like we had known each other for years. With every heart beat we began to get closer to one another. Otrianne slowly placed her hands on my face trying to reveal my true identity and just as my lips were about to lock with her delicate, lips of an angel; the music cut out and a bright white light shone on everyone in the hall. I let go of Otrianne's hand and tried blocking out the light, but it was too strong. I looked up on the stage and saw seven little people on holding the microphone. By now, the hall was dead as silent as a pearl's plan in a grain of sand. One of them was holding a gun in his hand. They thought that using a gun to scare the students would be fun, but they didn't plan on purposely hurting anyone. Clear this hall immediately! The brothers repeated.

As we gazed into each other’s eyes we were vigorously torn apart from the terrified students. I was running against the crowd, pushing over who ever were in my way, using every ounce of energy in my scrawny body. I managed to reach out my hand, and just as she was about to fall and get trampled on, I grabbed her arm firmly and thrusted her towards me. I sprinted as fast as I could towards the exit of the hall, my hand still locked around her arm. We safely made it outside. Now, we were standing under a willow tree that was located in front of the hall. "It felt so surreal" Bruck repeated to himself. I reached in my trousers pocket to find that I had dropped my phone. "Crap!" Otrianne had seen that I had lost my phone, so she bolted off towards the entry of the hall, without a care in the world. I sprinted after her. "I'm not letting you out of my sight, I nearly lost you once, and I’m not prepared to nearly lose you again" I screamed.

I stopped in shock; we were now standing in the hall, as I quickly scanned the area I couldn't spot her anywhere. I jump up to see her bending down to pick up my phone and place it in her bra keeping it safe and close to her heart. I dashed over and as she stood up to turn around and run out the door, we were both confronted by one of the dwarf brothers. "My day could not get any worst" I said, as I rolled my eyes. "Now, now, now who do we have here?" Alky said. "If it isn't our little ugly step dog, oh I mean brother and his girlfriend". He was holding a gun to Otrianne's head. I stood there, "shit what do I do". Without thinking I jumped on him; throwing a few good punches to his fat head. That was a bad move. Alky reached out and pointed the gun at Otrianne and "BANG". "Did her chest get penetrated with the speeding bullet from the pistol?"
"Nooooooooooooooooooooo!"
I reacheed over and snatched the gun out of Alky's hand. Took a few deep breaths and karate choped his ass.
Left hook, right hook (kapowww), elbow strike, groin kick, ending it off with a palm heel strike.

Within moments Alky dropped to the ground unconscious and bleeding. I sprinted over to check if my princess Otrianne was still breathing. I bent down beside her, placed my ear on her chest and checked if her heart was still beating. She had a very weak pulse and she was starting to become very cold. I took my jumper off and placed it across her chest. At this point the only thing I could think of was, get help.

The hospital was only down the road. Now, huffing and puffing I endured the pain and pursued to my destination. I got there and asked the receptionist for an ambulance. I sat there waiting for the stupid ginger head lady to pick up the phone and start dialing the emergency number. I popped my head around the corner to find a waiting room, with sick people everywhere "ew". The television was on and to my surprise it was the 3 news,

(Hillary Barry Reporting live from Otraka High school in Otara)

At 11.35pm today, a special event that many students of Otraka High school were looking forward to; turned into the worst event of their lives. It was a normal school ball until these seven little people (showing each of the brother’s pictures in the top right hand corner) decided to play a prank on their brother. Wreaking not only Bruck's ball, but also other students as well. With the result of this prank, ten people were severely injured and a girl had unfortunately lost her life, from a bullet to her chest.

Suddenly the immediate sound of sirens and red and blue lights filled the street of Otraka. I left the hospital and ran back towards the school. My heart was racing at the speed of light, could it be Otrianne? What if she is dead? It would be my entire fault, said Bruck. As I arrived, the hall had been blocked off with the yellow "caution" signs. I didn't care what those signs said, I ripped the seal and quickly head for the door.

I stood there in the dead silence, to find Otrianne covered by a white sheet all alone in the school hall. I gradually approached the body, hands shaking, and heart still racing. I knelt down beside her; there was this feeling inside of me that I had never felt before. Could this be love? My eyes began to fill with tears, as one trickled down my face it softly dropped onto her cheek. I grasped her hand and held it in both of mine, placing it close to my heart. I looked up at the sky hoping that God would here my plea for help. "Please lord, please this can't be happening to me", Bruck said to himself. I thought to myself should I kiss her? Not being a rapist or anything, I lent in towards her, by now we were face to face. "Wow", I thought to myself this is the closest I had ever been to a girl. I took a deep breath, closed my eyes, puckered my lips, and gave her a sweet, comforting angel kiss. Followed by a subtle whisper in her ear, I love you.

Within moments she awoke, coughing and short of breath. She reached into her t-shirt and pulled out my mobile phone. I took it from her hand, looked closely at it and saw that the bullet had pierced the screen. I put one hand behind her head, supporting her neck, and the other behind her back. I carefully pulled her towards me; tears still running down my face. She looked into my eyes with a slight smile appearing, she whispered in my ear and said...

If I has to choose between loving you, and breathing. I would use my last breath to say I LOVE YOU.

Matrix 2.5: Destiny (draft)

Neo stood in front of a door, it is just a original door, no
different than any others, but he knows by the time he enter
this door, he will change the world, he will save millions of
life, he will free mankind.

Neo took a deep breath, and than open the door with the key
in his hand, the only key for this door, the key which the
Keymaker sacrificed his life for it. The door grew like a
thousand of lights, he knew now is the time, he walk toward
the light with nothing but peace in his heart.

Behind the light a cold, humorless man sitting in the middle
of a large empty room.

"Hello Neo." The man spoke with no facial expression.

"You know my name." Neo said.

"Of course, I designed you."

"Excuse me!?"

The man raise both his hands. "I'm The Architect, the creator
of the Matrix and u will ask me..."

"Why are you here?" Neo's eyes twinkled, he felt like he is a 12
years old boy standing in front of the principal.

"That is not important, the most important question is your
true purpose to be here." Architect replied. "You think you
know the answer for this question. You are here because you
are told to come here, you are here because you believe you
can stop the war between humans and machines."

Neo look straight into Architect's eyes. "Than are you here to
stop me?"

"Why should I stop you if I'm the one who guided you here."
Architect said.

Neo shook his head. "I believe it was the Oracle who guided
me here."

"Yes, of course, the Oracle, that is her purpose, her job is to
guide you here. Did you notice all the people you met had
helped you to reach here. Morpheus, Keymaker... and of
course, Trinity." Architect pointed to one side of the wall,
Trinity stood there cover with blood.

"Trinity!" Neo shouted, even he know that is just a image.

"Tell me Neo, what is real? Not long ago you live in the world
of Matrix, you believe your senses there, everything you see,
you hear, the taste, the smell, the pain. And than you wake up,
you believe Matrix just a virtual reality, your world was
destory by machines. You believe you will save Zion, a
underground city which house a quarter of million people,
you believe you are Neo, The One. Do you really know what
is real? What if I tell you Zion is just another Matrix?"

"What?" Neo look around and realized he is no longer in the room, he
is inside Zion, people are everywhere.

"Remember Morpheus told you when Matrix first built, a man
was born inside who can remake the Matrix. And than he die
like every human, but he will born once again and free
mankind from the Matrix. What if I tell you it was just a
myth?" Architect said. "It was back at around 2050. You
already know the human destroy the sky, but there was never
a war between mankind and machines, it was a war between
humans themself."

Neo saw it this time, Architect raise one of his hand and the
background suddenly change, they are now in the middle of a
battleground, jets in the sky, tanks driven beside them.

"Humans create Artificial intelligence to serve them. Artificial
intelligence then create the Matrix, not a prison for the mind
but instead a heaven for human to live happy ever after."
Architect said.

Neo laughed."Bullshit, what about the human energy fields?
They are all over the world."

Architect nodded. "You believe they are tools for the
machines to draw the life out of human beings as their energy
source, but they are in fact created so humans can survive in
this unlivable earth.We have the Matrix for human minds but
human can't survive without the body. Machines have to
follow orders which form from the Three Laws of Robotics.
A robot may not injure a human being or, through inaction,
allow a human being to come to harm; A robot must obey
orders given to it by human beings, except where such orders
would conflict with the First Law; A robot must protect its
own existence as long as such protection does not conflict
with the First or Second Law."

"I saw machines destory our ships, I saw agents hunting us
down one by one." Neo shouted.

"There once was a wise man said that man is innately evil, all
people are born with natural tendencies toward a taste for
beauty and profit, a susceptibility to hate and jealousy."
Architect raise his hand and they are back to the empty room.
"Humans never get enough of anything, they always want
more and more, the first Matrix I designed was a perfect
world, everyone got what they need, but perhaps too perfect
for humans, they refused to accept the fact that there are no
need for more, in result we lose them. So I have to redesigned
the Matrix one after one to fit the human basic needs, hunger
for power and money. Zions was then create as a sub Matrix
to suit the resistance part of human minds, Zion is the
opposite of Matrix, the negative part, a quarantine zone for
minds."

"So Zion is not real? But why I cannot see the code as I in the
Matrix?" Neo breathe heavily.

"It bring out the main question, the question you been looking
for, the reason why you are here. Neo, you should awared by
now, you are nothing but a program of Matrix......"

"No! No! I don't believe you." Neo muttered to himself.

"Your purpose is to reboot the Matrix when it is in danger,
you giving powers in Matrix to fulfill this purpose, but they
are only limited in the main Matrix, not in sub Matrix-Zion.
Every time the resistance human minds in the Zion had
grown strong enough to threaten the main Matrix itself, you
will be born and guided to the Source, to end everything."
Architect said.

"What if I say no?" Neo felt sick.

Architect gave him a blank look. "The system will collapse,
approximate 99% of human beings will die, as for you, there
are no need for The One to be exist, you will be deleted from
the Matrix."

Neo laughed. "And you believe you can kill me? I don't think
so."

"Program choose to be self exile from the Matrix cannot be
destroy. Merovingian for example is the main program from
the original Matrix. But as the human resistance growing,
Matrix will become more and more unstable, error numbers
will arise, more and more programs will get infected. A failed
security program is already threating both Matrix and Zion."
Architect sighed. "This is the truth, your question is not about
making choices or what you believe now, is about your
purpose to be here, your purpose is to reach the Source, to
reboot Matrix. Your path is set since the day you born."

"This is your destiny, Neo." A black door appeared behind
Architect.

" Yes, this is my destiny..." Neo walk toward the door, this
time with nothing but hopeless in his heart.

okay team I have finished my draft copy and don't know how to post it up haha
please help:)

The weblinks for Cartoon movies:

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http://members.tripod.com/Vicki_98/fiction/noglitz1.htm

http://www.geocities.com/dotfic/winner1-10.htm

http://www.angelfire.com/al2/fanfiction/towndrunk.html

http://clarenicholas.bravehost.com/keiko.html

http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4862472/1/Hope_Is_The_Thing_With_Feathers

http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2673627/1/Not_Quite_the_Lord_of_the_Rings

The wondeful world of JRR Tolkien combined with Stargate SGI

http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4765566/1/Disney_Crossovers

Great example of Disney Crossovers

http://www.winglin.net/fanfic/BishiePower/

http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4659325/1/Jealous

I guess it's just young love. This is based on the T.V programme, but i'm guessing it's in the future. Short but sweet.

http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4677702/1/The_Matrix_Revelations

awesome stuff, check it out

Bumblebee Fanfiction Draft

I don't normally show people my rough drafts, but here's one of my fanfiction. I won't get around to editing it up to be all shiny until next week probably. I'm not too attached to it yet, so don't be shy about giving me your opinion.

Also, it switches tense someway through, which is intentional but it just confuses things and I don't like it. So my question to you is, should it be in past or present tense the whole way through?

Oh, also also, any suggestions for a title?

Thanks for reading and enjoy!

*

It was the perfect afternoon for a Sunday drive. Bumblebee rolled down shaded roads lined with trees beside a park where families were having picnics. Their children were playing together, making new friends. There were no signs of the Decepticons and under the late afternoon sun everything was washed in a yellow light of a kind only found on Earth. Moments like these reminded Bumblebee how much he loved the Earth and its humans. He wished he had lungs to expand, a stomach to fill, so he could take part in the world, take it inside himself, but defending the planet and its people was enough.

The road was coming to an end, and a choice between right and left needed to be made. Bumblebee didn't care where he was driving, as long as his wheels were turning and there were people around him. He turned left, away from the suburbs and towards the city. It would be evening soon and everything would light up brilliantly around him and he could drive all night. He would make sure the people were safe tonight.

Bumblebee stopped at a red light, behind two more cars. He was on a road full of restaurants and bars and cafes and there were people outside each of them. He’d never been inside a bar or a restaurant before; he couldn’t fit inside.

Further down the road, there was a woman eating dinner at a table outside in the open air. Bumblebee zoomed his senses in as she twirled her food around a fork. Her lips were painted to look darker. She chewed and laughed with her friends. Her delicacy and beauty reminded Bumblebee of a soap bubble, with all its colours swirling together.

The light changed and the cars started moving again. Bumblebee moved with them, keeping his attention on the woman. He was thinking of bubbles, simulating them in the digital reality of his imagination. In his mind bubbles did not pop, they just bounced off each other and floated away again.

The woman was too far away to see now but she was the loveliest thing Bumblebee had seen all day. He decided to go back, so he turned left. He played a recording of the woman and watched her laugh again and again. He turned left once more and considered the elemental nature of humans: on the inside they are mostly liquid, they are self-heating, self-repairing and self-replicating. They are both water and fire. They are alive, and while Bumblebee has a living spark inside his chest, his body is a solid, lifeless shell. He does not feel pain, he only registers a simple on/off understanding of pressure and damage. By comparison to humans, Bumblebee is not a alive, but being their guardian is enough.

He turned left and slammed on his breaks. His wheels wailed against the asphalt. A human rolled up onto his windscreen and tumbled back off. She did not pop, and she did not float away; she cracked like glass. The digital simulations stopped, and Bumblebee did not know what to do. His gears and engines locked into place and began the transforming protocol, but he changed his mind. He was frozen.

And he is still frozen. It was not his fault, she stepped off the curb right in front of him. He plays the impact again and his parts move involuntarily, his doors locking themselves and tires turning to one side. His breaks pump again and again but the recording does not change. The person he hit is a young woman in a black dress. In the recording he isolates the face and compares it to the woman in the restaurant, but they are not the same. For a moment he is relieved and is then sickened by himself; she was still human, she was more alive than him.

Is she dead? People are running towards her. A man kneels down next to her and calls for help. Another woman is standing with her hand over her mouth on the sidewalk. Bumblebee tells himself it was not his fault. He plays the recording again from the beginning, watches the young woman hold her skirt down at the sides as she looks both ways. That is when he came around the corner, he did not see her then. Her face did not register shock, or fear. Her head hit against the reinforced glass. There is still a small amount of blood still smeared across his windscreen. He did not see her.

If the humans found out that he was an Autobot, what would they do? They needed the Autobots to protect them. What would Optimus do if he knew? Bumblebee wished he had lungs to fill with air and scream and scream.

The man was on his cellphone, his fingers to the woman’s neck. He looks up at Bumblebee, at the empty driver’s seat. They could not find out. Bumblebee reserves away from the man and the body of the woman. He turns sharply, his tires slide as he rotates completely and he accelerates in the opposite direction faster than a real volkswagen beetle possibly could.
Bumblebee drives away until the roads are clear of other cars and then stops. He wanted to be a hero, a beloved protector, but what does he know about love? He is just a heartless machine pretending, a robot in disguise.

The 10 examples for Matrix the movie

I chosen Matrix: Reloaded as my project, to me Matrix series Part one is amazing, Parts two were a bit lacking of content and Part three...... well, let just say it could done better. Here are some of the FanFiction I'm getting ideas from:

http://thesupermatrix.com/

121 pages of screenplay, he should sumit it to WarnerBros or someone
in Hollywood.

http://www.ficwad.com/story/1190

Some thoughts from the Architect's(a lead character of my
story) point of view.

http://roleplayerguild.com/f9/falling-stars-a-matrix-role-play-4233/

A forum using Matrix background to roleplay, they even make
profile and drawings for their characters.

http://www.geocities.com/imperial_artist/fic/purpose.html

Different side of the story, get inside the character's mind, how side character Agent Smith thinks.

http://otherside.junik.lv/pages/soulf5.html

A Russian Poem.

http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2389717/1/Awakenings

This one have almost 150000 words, 4 parts, 32 chapters, over 3 years of hard work and still going.

http://www.skaro.com/write/matrix.html

Using first person point of view method, break chapters down by date.

http://www.xjaymanx.com/constructfic/2100-blake-washingday.php

This is a funny one, good example of how to play around with fanfiction.

http://tlgf.suddenlaunch3.com/index.cgi

Matrix forum with Fanfiction discussions, but need to register first.

http://downloads.members.tripod.com/~PARCWAY/matrix.htm

Screenplay base on just Matrix Part one.

The true New Zealand Story

Bruck Kian was your typical teenage boy. He loved rugby, music and most of all girls, but there was one problem he was poor and left working as a cleaner in his school Otraka High School located in the run down neighbourhood of Otara. Both of Bruck's parents had never been rich nor poor, it was not only until his dad had died, his life dramatically fell to pieces. Now 18, he has the urge to make something out of his life; complete level 3 Ncea and find the girl of his dreams.

"Should i get up? But why?..There is nothing for me" Bruck speculates.

"I'm sick of being treated like shit"
An ongoing thought replaying in his mind like a broken record player.

(As Bruck gets out of bed and puts the same old torn jeans, broken jandles and cut up singlet, he glances at himself in the mirror. His reflection showing nothing but emptiness and disconsolateness. His appearance comparing to a deep-fried hedgehog; with Greasy hair looking like fast food from a Chinese takeaway and unshaven rough looking features.)

What is the point of living?..No-one will ever want to love some-one like me

I have no money, a fucked up job, no dad

How am i ever going to find the girl of my dreams?

As I collect my bag and head for the door, the sound of my mum's car filled the street. Oh shit. While she pulls up into the drive way, I peel back the torn/stained curtains to find a big black man standing at my door step. His face was filled with tattoos and piercings, the only piece of clothing i noticed was his vest with the words BLACK POWER embedded on the back. Who the hell is this, I thought to myself. Moments later, seven dwarf looking Maori's jumped out of the car. Who the hell are these midgets, i wondered.
Meet your new step dad and brothers, mum said. My mouth dropped open, my eyes bulging out of my sockets. I stood there as if life itself had frozen. Uh..um..hi, i stuttered. The strong stench of alcohol filled my nostrils. I swear the smell burnt my nose hairs. Mum forced me to stay for a while and get to know them. Gosh! First impressions do capture the humans eye. My new so called "step dad" introduced them. Alky, Drugy, Stealy, Sleezy, Killy, Bashy, Nawty. The only thing I could think of was trouble.


I set off to school, a million things running through my head. Please don't say this is a bloody re-run of "The Gang Member and the 7 Maori's".My day could not get any worst. I arrived at school to see posters everywhere "The Ever After Ball P.s No mask, No Entry". Now tell me, how in the world am i going to afford this. Hmm.. maybe I could just sneak in? Okay, now that I have that part sorted, who's going to be my partner? Well...for the past couple of days I have noticed this one girl, her names Otrianne. She was tall, beautiful and had the body of a goddess. What more could a guy ask for. I knew she was way too good for me, but it was worth a try. I managed to get a hold of her cellphone number, YESSS!
What do I say?
Hey, My names Bruck and I'm a cleaner?
Hell no!
Hmm...what could my name be? Something romantic?
How about Cinderfella?
There was a week to go before the Ever After ball and time was ticking. I decided to text her, but instead of writing one of those sleazy texts, I took another approach. Poetry. As I slowly pressed the numbers on my key pad, a passage started to form. My hands were sweating, my stomach was turning and my heart was beating so loud it could form its own band.

Dear Otrianne,
’Open the door, my princess dear,
Open the door to thy true love here!
And mind the words that thou and I said
By the fountain cool, in the greenwood shade.’
Cinderfella

Now all i needed to do was wait for a reply.
I rushed home from school, forgetting about my new "step dad and midgets, oh I mean brothers" I bolted through the house and ran straight to my room. Oh my god I can't believe I actually had the guts to text Otrianne. Now, all I needed was to find away to persuade my mum into letting me go to my school ball. I guess there was no harm in asking. I slowly approached the lounge where my mum and my new step dad were; propped up on the couch watching re-runs of Neighbours at War. Uh..hey mum, i was just wondering...? Within seconds I was cut off by the noise of the bloody midgets. Bro did you hear about that Ever After Ball? Sleezy grunted. I think we should all just go, get "layed", then trash the place; another brother replied. Oh no, that was the last thing i wanted to hear, now I'm guessing if they're allowed to go I am.

It was the night of the ball and I had been looking forward to this day for some time now. Once again the sweat from my hands started to form a puddle beneath me, my body became hot, my chest felt so tight as if it were getting wrapped up in a million rubber bands. I kept telling myself this is it, it's either now or never. By now Alky, Drugy, Stealy, Sleezy, Killy, Bashy and Nawty had sorted out a way to trash the "Ever After Ball". The brothers knew Bruck was only going to the ball to meet up with some chick called Otrianne. Since my new found brothers hated my guts, they decided to plot and evil plan against me, wreck my chances of happiness and steal who was soon to be my girl.

I walked inside to see Otrianne standing on the dance floor, alone; glaring around trying to spot Cinderfella. She wore a beautiful Red silky, backless dress, with amazing Tamoko patterns flowing around her body. I froze, amazed by the beautiful woman standing across the room. I swore my heart skipped a beat; I was speechless. I gradually walked over to her, lent over and whispered in her ear. I hope your day is as radiant as your smile. She pulled back, looked at me as if she was getting ready to scream; eyebrows raised and everything. Then suddenly her expression changed, a smile appeared on her face, she grabbed my sweaty hands and said "I have been expecting you".

As we held each other tight and slow danced in the middle of the school hall, we gazed into each others eyes. At this moment nothing in the world mattered. It felt like we had known each other for years. With every heart beat we began to get closer to one another. Otrianne slowly placed her hands on my face trying to reveal my true identity and just as my lips were about to lock with her delicate, lips of an angel; the music cut out and a bright white light shone on everyone in the hall. I let go of Otrianne's hand and tried blocking out the light, but it was too strong. I looked up on the stage and saw seven little people on holding the microphone. By now, the hall was dead as silent as a pearl's plan in a grain of sand. One of them holding a gun in his hand. They thought that using a gun to scare the students would be fun, but they didn't plan on purposely hurting anyone. Clear this hall immediately! The brothers repeated.

Without thinking I sprinted towards the exit of the hall, leaving Otrainne behind. As Bruck faded into the background Otrianne saw something shiny sparking under the bright lights. It was his mobile phone. Otrianna retrieved the phone and placed it in her bra keeping it safe and close to her heart. As she stood up to get ready to run, it was too late. There was a big explosion and a thump to her chest. She immediately collapsed and fell to the floor, gasping for air and holding her chest. Otrianne had been shot. I arrived home to find that my school was all over the news.
(Hillary Barry Reporting live from Otraka High school in Otara)

At 11.35pm today, a special event that many students of Otraka High school were looking forward to; turned into the worst event of their lives. It was a normal school ball until these seven little people (showing each of the brothers pictures in the top right hand corner) decided to play a prank on their brother. Wreaking not only Bruck's ball, but also other students as well. With the result of this prank, ten people were severely injured and a girl had unfortunately lost her life, from a bullet to her chest.

My heart was racing at the speed of light, could it be Otrianne? What if she is dead? It would be all my fault, said Bruck. I ran back to school to find Otrianne covered by a white sheet all alone in the school hall. I gradually approached the body, hands shaking, and heart still racing. I knelt down beside her, there was this feeling inside of me that I had never felt before. Could this be love? My eyes began to fill with tears, as one trickled down my face it softly dropped onto her cheek. I grasped her hand and held it in both of mine, placing it close to my heart. I looked up at the sky hoping that God would here my plea for help. Please lord, please this can't be happening to me, Bruck said to himself. I thought to myself should I kiss her? Not being a rapist or anything, I lent in towards her, by now we were face to face. Wow, I thought to myself this is the closest I had ever been to a girl. I took a deep breath, closed my eyes, puckered my lips, and gave her a sweet, comforting angel kiss. Followed by a subtle whisper in her ear, I love you.

Within moments she awoke, coughing and short of breath. She reached into her t-shirt and pulled out my mobile phone. I took it from her hand, looked closely at it and saw that the bullet had pierced the screen. I put one hand behind her head, supporting her neck, and the other behind her back. I carefully pulled her towards me; tears still running down my face. She looked into my eyes with a slight smile appearing, she whispered in my ear and said...

If i has to choose between loving you, and breathing. I would use my last breath to say I LOVE YOU.

A Selection of Really Awesome Fanfiction and Stuff Links! Yeah!

So I went around the internet looking for interesting fanfiction stuff having to do with the Joker and Transformers, and I found some links for you.

Something along the lines of a sub-sub-sub-catergory (movies/cartoons > Batman > The Joker) of fanfiction.net, this one is a collection of, I'm told, the best Joker stories. I flicked through a couple. The is an interesting one that's written in first person, from the Joker's perspective, and he's sort of talking to you as though you're one of his terrified hostages.

This is a standalone site devoted entirely to Joker+Harley Quinn fanfiction. Nice to see the effort gone into escaping fanfiction.net. It says it has nearly 2000 members, too. If you happen to be a J&H fan, maybe you should check it out.

Technically this isn't fanfiction, but it's about something that's almost fanfiction. But that doesn't matter you're not going to look at any of these anyway. It's a review of the newer Transformer cartoons, stuff from a few years ago. I'm pretty sure these later shows don't follow the continuity of the old show or comics, and don't have the same writers, so you could consider it a review of fanfiction in motion. It's actually pretty funny.

Here we have a quality control list of Transformers fanfiction. The story at the top of the list is about the Transformers vs. the Borg (from Star Trek). That's a great concept!

This seems to be a poem about Beast Wars, where the characters are humans, written by someone with an anime-style Harry Potter as their Avatar/Icon. This is what the internet is being used for, how does that make you feel?

And here is a filter blog article linking to what it calls the worst thing you will ever read. I'm sure there's something worse, but it does give us some quotes from the story, including: "Optimus: nooo.........You lived like a warrior ans died to an hero."

A Buffy the Vampire Slayer crossover Archive, including xovaz with Harry Potter and X-men and a story with the tagline: 'Buffy & Batman team up to face The Joker & an ancient demon.' Epic stuff.

A collection of little Dick Grayson stories. Because everyone loves Robin.

These are the winners of the 2005 Beast Wars Fanfiction awards. Prestigious stuff. There's actually some very cool concepts in here, including one about a Transformer who turns into a human.

I'm impressed with the self-made communities and collections. There is a lot of merit in actively finding people who like the same strange things as you instead of going somewhere that people that might be like you go. This is Dark Knight GaiaOnline thread with people sharing their fanfiction.

And I hope you found something fun in all that.

Generic Introduction

Hi Movie Group One!

I am curious to find out what movie group one is all about. Do you have a favourite colour? Maybe you like writing the letter q, but only lower case? Did you like playing with lego when you were a kid, but then one of your friends stole one of your lego space helmets, of which there were only three, and so your apollo mission was doomed from the start and you're still a little bitter? This is what keeps me up at night. I need to know these things.

I probably saw your faces during class, but I don't actually know which of you are part of my group. This is vital information; we'll need to know each other if we are to conquer the other groups to form a unified super group, which will reign supreme for the rest of the semester, delivering absolute justice to the inhabitants of iWrite.

I think, and I'm only suggesting this course of action, that we could all post some generic introductions, those lame icebreakers they make you do in groups, and when it comes around to you, you can't actually think of anything to say. But this is text, so you have time to think about it without all those eyes watching.

At the risk of being the only person to do this: Hi, I'm Joe/Lane/Ink (take your pick), I'm 20, born in Auckland (of mostly Irish descent with 32nd Maori). I just started a degree in Creative Writing and Psychology. For most of my life I was homeschooled, though I did some correspondence stuff in creative writing. This is actually my first time in an educational institute and so far it's been really fun. I teach Aikido, which I've nearly been doing for seven years. Uh, even in text this is still hard. I like talking and getting to know people, singing and beatboxing without noticing I'm doing it, cooking, reading, writing, music, movies, martial arts, playing the roles of counsellor or teacher sometimes. I don't know what I want to be when I grow up, but I'm pretty okay at writing things and I like people.

As far as fanfiction goes I don't normally write it (there was that one time), but for the last couple of weeks, since I learned of the first iWrite brief, I've been thinking about what I'd like to fanfic about. So far I'm thinking either Transformers or the Joker/Batman. Or both. The image of the Joker leaning out the window of Optimus Prime is pretty groovy.

So, I'll stop raving now. But maybe you would like to tell me a bit about yourself, and maybe a little about what you might be writing.

Take care!