This is a Matrix story... more of a quick thought really to truly understand it you need to read a few of the other matrix fan fiction found around fanfic.net because I've borrowed idea's from other people fanfic's to build up my idea of what the matrix universe is.

My idea of the matrix universe is heavily based on Of the Flesh and the Binary (a great story, a must read) which is where the Alexandria comes from..ermm the Skyborn and Hybrids are my idea.

Well that's it I think... Read and Review. Any feedback would be appreciated

Disclaimer: I don't own the matrix and if I did it would it would have Alexandria, exiles, seekers, watchers, skyborn, hybrids and mutants cause I don't honestly think there would be only two fractions.. Lifes never that simple... Also Alexandria and all the Of the flesh and binary stuff belongs to Twigcollins and plz no one sue me cause already bankrupt etc

Above a shattered Sky

Zephyr lay down across the grated walkway, feeling the hum from the airship's engines though the metal and with the wind blowing his hair gazed down at the roiling clouds beneath him.

He didn't know about a rebel inside the matrix, trapped down a dead-end alley, shooting franticly at the agents trapping her and hoping against hope.

He didn't know about Alexandria, an alliance of humans and machines and their fight for survival against the hegemony and the Ostoyae.

He didn't know about a Cat-girl Exile on a crowded subway train inside the matrix, hoping that no one around her would notice her cat ears and tail hidden by a trench coat and hat so that their alarm wouldn't summon the agents and she would avoid deletion for another day.

He didn't know about the tunnel dwellers, every day risking their lives against sentinel patrols, mutants, hybrids and the other horrors which lurk the post apocalyptic lands, just to scavenge enough food for another day.

He didn't know about a hybrid standing in the middle of a ruined city a top a ruined tower, ironically looking up at a shattered sky and wondering.

He didn't know about an agent standing above the broken body of a resistance girl, so intent at watching the blood flowing out of the bullet holes in her body and down a nearby drain while considering the pure futility of her cause. That he never noticed another girl with wide cat- slit eyes slip into the shadows behind him and disappear into the night.

He didn't know but he gazed down and he wondered.

Footsteps coming towards him shook him out of his reverie and he looked up into the face of Trent, an older crewmember aboard the airship and asked a question which had been bothering him.

"Do you think there's anything down there?"

Trent shook his head and looked down at the 14 year old boy "nonsense boy.." He said walking down the walkway past Zephyr and with his voice echoing of the side of the airship heard.

"..After all, what could live under a shattered sky?"