Numerous objects: cars, buildings, hot dog stands pass by as this trio cruises through the once familiar streets. Morpheus ponders the scene before him. Something is different. Something that isn't blatantly noticeable, but he's had this feeling before, but from where?
"Coming up on her building now Morpheus" Niobe said just above a whisper. "Do you know if…"
Morpheus politely interrupt's her, finishing her sentence, "…if she'll have all the answers? I don't know Niobe. All I know is, the machines left Zion 6 months ago, and this is the first time anyone has jacked in. And being that the Matrix still exists, we must search out the resolution to the war."
The car stops outside of the Oracle's building. The Kid looks up to the tall building with a bewildered look. Not sure of what he's going to hear, if anything at all. Though he was still under the normal age limit for hovercraft crewmembers, he proved himself worthy in the great war against the machines. He feels a hand on his shoulder.
"Don't fear Kid, there's so much to learn from her. I would have figured that you were fearless after the stunt you pulled to save my ass." Encouraged Niobe.
"Mifune had no other choice but to ask me. I did nothing special…hell, I almost blew the whole thing."
Knowing how urgent this meeting is, Morpheus leads the group to the elevator. Once in front the Oracle's apartment, the handle to the door turns. Greeting the three is a familiar face. A black woman, in her 30's greets them and welcomes them in. The living room, which once was filled with potentials, now is empty. A curious look crosses Morpheus' face as he notices this. Seraph enters the room.
"The Oracle will see you now." Morpheus moves to head to the kitchen. Seraph lifts his hand. "No. Him." Pointing his finger directly at The Kid. "She has something else for you old friend. But her conversation today, is with him". Trusting that the Oracle knows best, Morpheus takes a step back to allow his new crewmember to pass.
Niobe whispers, "What's that all about?"
"I do not know, but I'm sure it's for the best. Besides Niobe, there is something else for me".
Right as Niobe is about to speak, a door from the back bedroom opens slowly. The hallway leading to the room is long and dark, and all that can be seen from Morpheus' point of view is a tall figure, walking with purpose toward him. As this person steps into the light, Niobe and Morpheus' eyes widen to see before them: Neo.
"Hello Morpheus, Niobe."
Morpheus, unsure of how he should feel speaks through trembling lips "I see that I can still say that the honor is still mine."
"I wish that our reunion could have been in the real world Morpheus, but there are some things that we must discuss. Please, come this way. Niobi, if you'll excuse us for a moment" Motioning the path that he is to take, Neo leads the way back to the bedroom from where he emerged. Stepping into the room, Morpheus takes a seat in a red leather chair. What an odd sense of Déjà vu. Yet, last time he sat down across from Neo in the fashion, with this sense of urgency, he was the teacher, now, he is the student.
"First let me ask, what has become of Trinity. I assume that her absence signifies the worst."
Neo lowers his head, his facial expression is one of ultimate loss, regret, hurt, and anger. He himself cannot sort them out himself. "You right, Morpheus, it's not rocket science…she's gone…" Lifting his head, he has his concentration back. "I knew that you would come back, and I knew that you would not expect to see me. You have questions. I will try to answer them, but the first thing you need to hear, the battle has been won, but the war is far from over. There is a new threat, and this time, there's more to fear then agents.