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My name is Morpheus. My old name that I'd used back then was lost… forgotten. Even now, I doubt that if my old name was murmured to the ears of everyone, anyone would remember who I was. Morpheus, however, is a different story. A mere mention of my alias in a common chat room will get attention. Even attention you don't want. There are programs out there who refuse the truce. Agents, for example, still prowl in search of us. A discovery that cost us lives.

I was freed from the Matrix at an early age. Maybe that's why I find in surprising everyday when I wake up that the war is over. All because of one man. Neo. The only man who could've fought more than one agent and lived. The only man who actually did. The only man who made it possible to take one ship, go to Machine City, and end the war even when all hope was lost.

I waited until the elevator came to a halt and the motorized doors opened. There was dull illumination. I walked silently along the corridor with my hands behind me. Niobe and the new recruit, Mouse, waited at the parking lot. As I rounded the corner, a familiar man greeted me.

"Morpheus." Seraph said. "The Oracle has been expecting you."

I followed him a few paces then he stopped, unlocked a door, and opened it as he stopped to let me in. I nodded to him. "Thank you," to which he said nothing. He escorted me in and disappeared into the kitchen.

I walked into the living room, filled with children. One was bending spoons. Another, a new one, looked unfamiliar, yet recognizable. It was his eyes. His face on close inspection did not reveal a hard face, but his eyes were. He almost reminded me of Trinity. He was next to two girls who were both playing with blocks.

Seraph reappeared. "The Oracle is ready for you," he said. I nodded as he turned to let me through.

The Oracle, despite everything was still unchanged. She worked over an oven baking cookies. On the table was a bowl of assorted candies.

"Hello, Morpheus." She greeted warmly. "It's been a long time."

"Yes." I answered.

"You have many questions." She told me as she opened the oven and took out a tray of freshly baked cookies.

"Yes." I confirmed.

She put the tray on the table next to me and smiled. "Well, go ahead. Ask away."

"What happened to Neo?" I asked.

She took a seat, offering me one, too, but I refused. "You sure don't like to hold back, do you? All I know is that Neo was fatally injured during the attack on Zion. I don't know how he acquired the injuries or how he even made it to the gates of Zion alive, but he did. He made it deep into Machine City alive. Trinity did not." She paused to let the information sink in. I was thoroughly shaken. Of course I knew deep inside that they were gone. That after a year of waiting, I knew deep inside that they should've been back by now. I nodded to let her continue. "As far as I know, Neo made a pact at the end of his journey. He proposed to rid the system of Agent Smith if the war ended. By then, I had been the one that Smith used to fight Neo and match him easily in the sky as well as the ground. It was a hard fight, but Neo had come out on top, but further injured himself. Not physically this time, but mentally."

"Mentally? What do you mean?" I asked.

"In order to have successfully defeated Agent Smith, Neo had to give himself up and unbalance the equation."

"What equation?" I asked.

"The equation that the architect and I have to fight over." The Oracle answered. "Neo became Agent Smith."

"Then how did he win?" sI asked.

"The architect's undoing. In order to have made Agent Smith as strong as he is, he relied on balancing the equation on Neo's part. One of them needed to die, and if they were both the same being, then there would be no question as to who."

"So Neo is dead?"

"No." She paused. "By then, the Machines intervened and saved Neo before he could die by reviving his normal brain patterns, therefore, relinquished the Agent Smith inside him."

"Then he's alive?" My heart jumped with hope.

"He is. Plugged back into the Matrix." The Oracle confirmed.

"If that's true, why doesn't he look for me?" I asked.

"He would. If he remembered you. He has not recovered from the psychological effects, maybe he never will. If you were to free him once more, I doubt he could do the things he could've done before."

I took a moment to let the information sink in. "What about Trinity?"

"I wish I could tell you, Morpheus, but that information is not meant for you."

"The child over in the living room…" I started.

"Will play a part in the future. A future so distant that you may never see it."

"What can you tell me then?" I asked frustrated.

The Oracle smiled. "I can tell you what you came here to ask me."

I sighed heavily. "How can I find Neo?"

"The same way he found you." She answered. At that point a knock came through. Seraph stepped in.

"Pardon for the intrusion," He apologized, "but you must go."

I nodded and bowed to the Oracle. "Thank you."

"You're welcome, Morpheus." She smiled as Seraph escorted me out. Before exiting the living room, I glanced at the child one last time, noting his shorts and Bugs Bunny T-Shirt. The rabbit. I found Neo by telling him to follow the white rabbit. I kept this in mind as I met Ghost and Mouse in the parking lot. I opened the door and no one said a word.

"We're approaching our destination." Niobe spoke up. Mouse looked at Niobe, then at me. I took out my cellphone.

"Link. Tell Ghost to get ready." I said.

"Alright. Doesn't look like we'll have a problem. Oh shit! Look out!" Link yelled. Niobe seemed to have noticed, too, as the car came to an abrupt stop. Someone had run across the street and we almost ran them over.

Two minutes later, the car stopped at a dilapidated warehouse. Ghost waited near a door inside. "Let's go." He said as he turned the safety off of his gun. "Agents are gonna be here any second. Sparks told me the line was traced." Niobe and I looked at each other and nodded. We went through the door, Mouse leading the way, then Niobe, myself, and Ghost. Ghost closed the door before proceeding down the stairs to the sewers. Had we waited a second longer, we would've noticed a black vehicle stop next to our car.

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Took a while, but it's finally here. I finished the story already, but I'll be updating every ten days. If I get three different reviewers, then I'll make it nine. Three more and I'll make it eight and so on. If you paid attention, I did imply a sequel. I'm still thinking about it.