NIOBE'S POV:

We all stood around the Matrix feed, watching with intense fascination as Morpheus and Nira fought. Her hands blurred as she moved, catching Morpheus by surprise. That was an action I had only seen accomplished by Neo and the agents.

"I don't believe it," Zeph breathed as things in the sparring program settled down.

"I do," Link said calmly. Link cocked his head to the side, listening through his headset to Morpheus. "Jumping time," he chuckled.

"What happens if she makes it?" Siren asked worriedly, running a hand through his brown hair.

"Nobody ever makes it their first time," Zephryos muttered.

We watched anxiously as Morpheus displayed his lack of gravitational pull and jumped the impossible gap between buildings.

Nira was left on her own, pep-talking to herself. Then she ran. Her foot touched the edge of the ledge on the top of the building and pushed off.

I was expecting for her to fall immediately, plummeting toward the street below like everyone else in the world. But she flew. Her feet were carried weightlessly across thin air, until they touched the rooftop Morpheus had landed on. We were all too stunned to speak. Even Link.

NIRA'S POV:

When I was unplugged from the chair, everyone regarded me curiously. And one almost fearfully. Siren threw me a panicked glance and then took off, but I was the only one that noticed.

"How did you do that?" Niobe asked me gravely.

"I-" I shook my head, not knowing how to continue or explain. I had just kind of… done it. Morpheus even looked a bit troubled. "I thought I was supposed to do that," I mumbled, a bit embarrassed by everyone's attention.

Zephryos scoffed and turned, his blond hair shaking with his head. I thought I heard him mumble, "An anomaly among anomalies," but I wasn't sure what he meant. It tickled something in the back of my mind. Some far away muddled memory of an old, falling down movie theatre.

Eventually everyone laid off of me when they discovered I had no answers to their questions, but they still gave me anxious looks every now and then. Like I was going to explode at any minute.

Finally, I was too exhausted to go on anymore and I went back to my room and fell asleep.

Oo0oO

I was almost sure I was dreaming, but I couldn't make sense of what the voices were saying. They were faint and echo-y.

"What does it mean, Morpheus?" asked a woman's voice.

"I don't know. If she really is an anomaly-"

"Of course she is, you heard those agents!"

"Shut up, bro," came a small, disgruntled voice.

"If she is an anomaly… Then something's wrong in the Matrix."

"Well, maybe that's why Neo wanted her in the Matrix. So she could fix it," offered the female voice.

"Maybe. I believe that what we saw tonight was proof. Something is wrong, something that could start another war. If it hasn't already without our knowledge."

I drifted back to sleep again, giving up on making sense of the garbled voices. But my consciousness faded back in for a few more moments a while later.

That small, quiet voice was closer this time, and alone. "What if you are an anomaly? What does that mean for us? What does that mean for me?"

I vaguely remembered feeling that that last question sounded a bit selfish.

"If the Oracle was right…" the voice trailed off into a whisper. "What do I do?"

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