A/N: Welcome to my first Post-Revolutions fic! (I re-wrote most of this, so if you've already read this part, I suggest you read it again.)

The Matrix was popular when I was in the third grade, so of course, I missed that era of fandom, but that won't stop me from writing what's on my mind. I just discovered the trilogy early this year and I'm in love with it, but with no real life friends to obsess with, so I turn to the internet to unite with my fellow sci-fi nerds! Anyway, this is just a story that I need to write for the sake of writing because I'm a writer at heart and that's what writers do, but I in no way think this should be the actual sequel unless the Wachowski Brothers thought it was cool, but I seriously doubt that and I'm giving up that dream right now as we speak. So, enjoy. (I also like any type of criticism, so feel free.)

Prologue

"Neo?"

He heard a single voice; a voice solid, sound, and curious, even here. He knew that voice even now.

She didn't wait for him to turn around. She embraced him from behind and felt him relax in her touch. Where exactly they'd ended up didn't matter to them right now. Whether this was heaven or a world between worlds, they didn't care. They were together; after everything they've been through, they were still together.

He turned. He could see her, his sight regained in this peaceful haze of a world somehow. He drank in her sight, melting in her touch, her spirit very much alive. He could feel his shattered soul piecing itself together now that she was with him again.

Peace. They were at peace. And in this place, they could somehow see what was happening in Zion. The war had actually ended. Morpheus and Link were both alive, among many others whom they were close to.

"I…can't believe it." Neo said, drowning in the knowledge they somehow possessed.

"Why not?" Trinity said softly. "I've always known you'd end the war."

Before he could reply, he suddenly felt a lurch come from his heart. His hand shot up to his chest in surprise, feeling the pounding once more. "What's happening to me?"

Trinity then put a hand over his and looked into his eyes, searching. They both knew then; this peace wasn't going to last. This time, he felt the pounding in his head. It was reality bringing him back, away from Trinity. He fell to his knees, the pain unbearable. Trinity knelt down beside him.

"Don't fight it." She told him, holding him in a gentle embrace.

"I can't leave you, not again. I've fulfilled my destiny." He said this in desperation, pressing himself closer into his lover every time a pound in his heart or head took him further away from the peaceful haze.

"No, you've fulfilled the prophesy." A foreign voice rang in his ears.

They both looked up to see the Architect stand before them.

"Your destiny still awaits. For both of you."

Picking up the confusion from Neo's pained eyes as well as Trinity's persistent stare, the Architect continued. "You are both the cause of the change in our cycle, therefore, there is another prophesy yet to be fulfilled."

Looking back at Trinity, Neo waited for her response. She disregarded her own confusion to comfort him, knowing that he would endure the pain of fighting off reality only until she told him to leave. "Go." She said, taking his face into her hands. "I'll be waiting."

She kissed him. It was deeper than their last kiss, but just as sweet. Her lips were on his until he felt himself disappear into the darkness that he knew was unconsciousness. There, he would wait for his dreams to fill in the silence.

…

The window was open, a slight breeze making the thin curtains gently float up, and then back down. The sunrise was unreal, its many colors reflecting off the white walls of the small apartment.

It took a moment for Trinity to realize that she was awake and observing all of this. She was lying on her back, staring at the ceiling for mere moments before she felt Neo stir next to her. She rolled over, watching as his eyes refused to open. She felt him find her hand from underneath the covers and she didn't resist when he found the rest of her body and pulled her close, his eyes still closed.

"Five more minutes." He mumbled in her neck.

"Get up. We both slept in long enough." She said, only now pushing herself free and standing up. She made her way to the window and looked down, seeing the changes that she assumed only years could bring. "But…I wonder just how long we've been sleeping."

Neo finally opened his eyes and looked up, immediately reading the codes around him.

"Wait…we're in the Matrix." He said.

"Way to point out the obvious." Trinity replied dryly. Neo gave her a look and she shrugged. "I couldn't help it."

"I know." Neo said, secretly thankful that Trinity hadn't changed at all, although he didn't know how long it'd been. He sat up. "So, are we alive?"

"Probably. How long do you think it's been?"

"Well, there's always one way to find out." Neo got up to make his way to the door when Trinity stopped him.

"As much as I love seeing you without a shirt on, I'm not sure you should go out like that."

Neo looked down and realized that he was wearing only sweat pants. He thought a moment, then looked around the room. They didn't seem to have a bedroom, just a bed on the side of a rather big room, like their apartment in Zion. He knew Trinity noticed this as well when she too looked around. She walked over to the closet and opened it, finding two full wardrobes.

"Wow." She said, trying to find something that she would actually wear. Neo approached, looking at his side of the closet. "Why can't we just use our RSI's? I like my coat and sunglasses better than a T-shirt and jeans."

"Me too, but we don't know how the Matrix has changed. We have to blend in for now." Trinity replied half heartedly, just as resistant as Neo to "blend in."

But she was right, they didn't know how the Matrix had changed. They were surprised if anything to see how drastically society had evolved.

As they walked the streets, they noticed news stations—Zion news stations. Neo took a newspaper while Trinity watched a televised message, updating the masses about Zion's political stand point. There were also frequent interviews with the newly freed as well as the most recent statistics of the percentage of people living in the real world vs. the Matrix. Apparently, there were three new cities built around Zion; Electroid, Zorin, and Neon.

Neo read mostly names of people who had been freed and their reasoning. There were columns from editors about the virtues of choosing the Matrix over reality. It was quite the controversy among the open minded. As they walked on, he picked up a magazine titled "REDs and BLUEs." It was filled with personality tests that could apparently tell whether you would be better off as a red pill or a blue pill. Interesting.

There were stations dispersed throughout the city like a carnival. The most disturbing was the selling of a book called Prophesy. They didn't need to look through it to know that it was about them; the clerk selling them made it loud and clear, practically preaching to the public about their sacrifices.

"Great," Neo whispered to Trinity. "We're worshipped here to."

"Shhh." Trinity hissed, thankful that they had both found sunglasses at least. She was about to say something about getting back to finding the Oracle when they approached a building labeled "The Rabbit Hole." They stared into the building, watching people walk in, talk to the secretary, and eventually disappear into an elevator.

…

It was quite hard to find the Oracle by themselves, she was very well protected. It was only when Seraph found them that they were even close.

Although there was no real threat after peace was made, Seraph was still guarding the Oracle just as he had before. And although Sati no longer stayed with The Oracle, she had been waiting for this day for years and wouldn't miss it for the world.

"Neo?" Sati said as she answered the door. She was half surprised, half expecting. The Oracle had told her that they would come today, but it still surprised her to see them stand before her, unchanged by time.

At first, Neo didn't recognize her, but he double backed once he realized. She was only seven when he met her, now she looked more like 15.

He took off his sunglasses, taking in the sight of her. "Sati?" he still couldn't believe it, even as she nodded.

"That's me." She said, smiling at the familiarity of his confusion, having met him in the very state,

He hesitated, not knowing if this new Matrix allowed her to be with her family. "...How's your family? Or are you still..."

"We're together again, they're fine. Thanks to you both." She was beaming now, delighted that Neo was kind enough to remember.

Neo seemed relieved as he glanced to Trinity, who was completely lost since she never met Sati.

"Come in." Sati steeped back and they both entered the apartment.

…

"It's been seven years since you've been gone." The Oracle said after she greeted them. Getting the couple to sit down was equally as challenging now as it was before the war ended. And even though they weren't in a hurry, they were still there for answers, and she knew that like no one else.

"Let's start where you left off." She said, sitting down after sitting down across the table from them. She sighed, seeing them before her just as she had foreseen. It pained her to tell them that their struggle wasn't yet over, but pleased to introduce them to their new life, which she knows that they will have a liking to.

"After the war ended, the machines decided that if there was truly meant to be peace, the people would have to be able to choose whether to live in the Matrix or the real world—at a conscious level."

"That explains a lot." Neo said.

"Yes. A lot has changed. A whole lot of people decided to live in the real world, but there are still some who are unmotivated…or just plain deny the whole thing. And although the machines still need humans, they've compromised with the resistance. There's a new city called Electroid. It's the only place in the world with a spot of sunshine. The only place where machines and humans live together."

"How is it not covered by the clouds?" Trinity asked.

"They're still trying to find that out." The Oracle answered. "There are a lot of mysteries we're trying to solve right now."

"Like what?" Neo asked, hiding his eagerness to get back to their jobs.

"Not now. You'll know soon enough."

Neo tried to keep his disappointment hidden, trusting the Oracle with his life. Somehow, he found himself metaphorically taking a step backwards, his restlessness coming back to him. Then another thought hit him.

"Wait, do you know why and…exactly how we're here?"

The Oracle nodded, knowing he would ask that question. "The machines have preserved you're bodies because of the new prophesy."

"The new prophesy?" Trinity repeated.

"And that prophesy is…" Neo coaxed.

"From the saviors of Zion will come the one to find the answer to the restoration of Earth." The Oracle said without hesitation.

"'The restoration of Earth…'" Trinity thought out loud. "That could mean a few things."

"What does 'from the saviors' mean?" Neo asked yet another question.

The Oracle smiled; she wasn't going to answer that one right away.

Trinity started thinking. "It's either one of us…" she looked to the Oracle for confirmation.

She shook her head.

"…we find someone…" Trinity guessed again.

Still no.

Trinity thought she had it now. "Or we have a kid."

The Oracle finally nodded.

Beyond confused, Neo really couldn't think of anything smart to say for a few seconds. It was enough waking up in the Matrix, but now there was another prophesy—and their unborn child had to fulfill it!

…

Morpheus walked alone in the back allies, wishing not to be seen. He as well as many of the "Revolutionaries" kept a low profile in the Matrix because of their newfound status as war heroes, Zion's revolution already in text books. And now, Neo and Trinity had to be hugely cautious with their own identities even more so than Morpheus. If people knew they were alive, even in the Matrix, they would never be left alone; they would be supernatural celebrities, more famous than Neo had even been before. was already well known;

The Matrix was currently split between two kinds of people: the "in denial" and the "accepting." The split was surprisingly close to equal, although, even if one believed and accepted, it didn't guarantee that they wanted to give up what seemed to be the easy life compared to the real world. But just as before the revolution, there were still people who wanted nothing else but to get out of the Matrix.

The idea of the Matrix is really a cult subject among science fiction fans. Comic books and graphic novels were made to honor the revolution, and although most fans were amazed by Zion, they refused to leave the Matrix. Only the eccentric actually left to leave in what seemed their dream world. Many of them would build groups and leave the Matrix together, becoming somewhat of a family when reaching the other side, if they got past the psychological exam, that is.

Morpheus had first gotten word of the new prophecy when venturing to the machine city a year after the revolution. That trip was his third that year, and their main goal was to work on the plans for building the new city, Electroid. The machines had proposed that they build a city where machines and humans live together for two purposes. The first was to keep the peace between them as long as possible. The second, to receive help recovering lost data.

Although Morpheus was a key member of the committee that had been assembled, Morpheus went to pay his respects to their saviors, whose bodies remained in the machine city, resting in a metallic shrine. He was told there that another prophesy was made and that Neo and Trinity's minds would be revived and back into the Matrix in approximately six years. The bodies would take longer to awaken properly.

Morpheus wasn't sworn to secrecy, so he told the council and they decided to hold the information from the public for the time being. In about a week, the word was out. Conspirators predicted a second revolution; it was the only logical reason why their saviors would have to be revived, so that they could save them again. But save them from what exactly? No one had a clear idea of what the prophecy was for, but Morpheus wasn't going to rest until he found out.

Now with the small threat of "Viruses" appearing in the Matrix, people feared them to be the next enemy. They disguised themselves as Zion soldiers to blend in, so they were sometimes hard to find. This caused the real Zion soldiers to need to identify themselves with tracking device so that they could recognize one another immediately without question. They patrolled alongside programs and agents to exterminate as many Viruses as possible while they were weak and in small numbers. No one knew where they were coming from and they were impossible to track. Their creators were unknown, but the conclusion was drawn that there had to be one creator in and out of the Matrix at the same time. Morpheus lead the council permitted team of researchers to find out more about this odd threat. There were little results after five years.

Morpheus reached the address he was given and found Seraph guarding the door.

"Even in a time of peace?" Morpheus said after a moment of silence between them.

"Yes, I serve my purpose even in times of peace." He said flatly, although not bluntly.

Morpheus was not hesitant to enter, but a million thoughts were running through his mind at once. He knew that seeing Neo and Trinity, even in the Matrix, would shock him. And even though he'd known about their revival for years, he knew he would be emotional. They were more than just teammates or saviors to him, they were family. Those short months they'd worked, lived, and fought for their lives together made them more than just a crew. And Trinity, he'd known her much longer than he'd known Neo. She had been his most loyal private, and later, lieutenant. He had expected that she would grow on him even before she was freed, but not as much as she had. Even in those first years, when he was the only adult she cared to please with her great academic achievements, there was a bond. She went to him in times of trouble; in times of self loathing occasionally. He seemed to be the only one who could truly reassure her as a youngling.

But now, after she'd been dead to society for nearly eight years, she had returned. Her life through his eyes seemed to flash before his eyes, memories replacing clear thoughts. He'd seen her wake up and out of the Matrix, he'd seen her adapt to real life, he'd seen her fight and grow, he'd seen her fall in love…but he'd never seen her die. They were both very much alive in Morpheus' heart, and now they were revived, back into the fragile fray of life.

The room was quaint and small; something simple. Morpheus had two seconds to scan the white room before he was received with a tight hug, two slender arms around his neck, Trinity holding onto him. She was calm and still a bit sullen, just like he'd remembered, but full of appreciation for life. When she took a step back to look at him, he took off his sunglasses and gave a faint smile, still in disbelief. He was overjoyed, but wasn't at all used to showing his emotions in the Matrix. It was hard for him for some reason. In the past, he'd always separated the Matrix from real life; his soldier stance from his true self.

Trinity looked behind her shoulder to catch Neo's eye, who was making his way across the room from the window he was looking out of.

Morpheus met Neo's eyes as well. No one said anything for a moment, but it wasn't awkward silence, it was the silence of satisfaction. They were all finally together again, something none of them had expected for a very long time.

Morpheus finally noticed Trinity's condition, her pregnancy only a few months in. His smile widened, knowing they would now have a lot more to talk about, Morpheus having offspring of his own. They would want to know about everyone, and he was more than happy to comply.

And for that moment, peace was at its peak.