Hey all, for those of you that have been waiting I'm soooo sorry. I've just been really busy and I haven't found time to type this out. I will have my next chapter in asap. Till then take care. A review would be nice.
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"Why, Mr. Anderson, why? Why? Why do you do it? Why? Why get up? Why keep fighting? Do you believe you're fighting for something? For more than your survival? Can you tell me what it is? Do you even know? Is it freedom or truth? Perhaps peace? Could it be for love? Illusions, Mr. Anderson. Vagaries of perception. Temporary constructs of a feeble human intellect...trying desperately to justify as existence that is without meaning or purpose. And all of them as artificial as the Matrix itself...although only a human mind could invent something as insipid as love. You must be able to see it, Mr. Anderson. You must know it be now. You can't win. It's pointless to keep fighting, Why, Mr. Anderson, why? Why do you persist?"
"What the hell?" Neo says to himself as he wakes.
"He beat you but, you still ended the war." The Oracle startles him, "First Trinity and now Smith."
"How do you know all this?" Neo asks.
"It is your past; what happened to you right before you were reinserted. It's 7:00 and, the pancakes are almost ready." she answers before Neo could even open his mouth.
"How did you know I was gonna ask that?"
"You had already made the choice, you will understand later, if you remember. You haven't made that choice yet, what will happen when you do?"
The question hangs in the air unable to be answered. It echoes through Neo's mind, as well as many others; his mind in a rush. Only one that he can call out.
"What am I?"
"You are what you choose to be. No one can choose for you. If you want to be a computer nerd, be a computer nerd. If you want to be a super hero, be a super hero. The choice is up to you." The Oracle informs him.
"You're trying to 'unplug' me, whatever that means, and they're, whoever they are, are trying to kill me. It's like two programs trying to do the same thing but, one's weaker, of something. That's what it seems like, as least."
"You know so much and yet, remember so little." The Oracle says. Neo was about to ask what it meant but, before he could get a word out, she started to speak again,
"The pancakes are ready; you had better eat something before Seraph and Morpheus get back. No, Neo, Kid is not coming with; he is back on the ship. Yes, you will see this ship in the near future."
"How the hell do you do that?" Neo asks, not trying to be rude.
"I'm not just some old fortune teller. Your path is already laid before you, you just have to know how to see it. You will learn, don't worry." The Oracle answers.
They remains silent after that. Neo eats the pancakes, which, he thinks, are really good. After Neo finishes eating they, still in silence, sit at the kitchen table, waiting.
No later than expected, Morpheus and Seraph return.
"We found a broadcast; it's all set up." Morpheus announces.
"We must go quickly, agents are coming soon. Yes Oracle it is safe." Seraph informs her.
"I know. Stay hidden in the shadows; move quickly. Go."
And with that last word they were off