Due to numerous update requests I decided to add a new chapter. This one is Morpheus's reaction to the news about the deaths of Neo and Trinity. More focus on his reaction to Trin's death since he seemed far closer to her than neo. And Sci-freak GrodySpork, I do believe that Trinity went to heaven (as did Neo).
The news hit me harder than any blow I had ever received. Trinity, the one girl who had grown to be a daughter, who I had grown to love and care for was gone. I couldn't help but feel that I could have saved her somehow, it was my job to protect her and I was unable to do so. Neo was gone too, and he had been growing very close to me also. Despite my strength I find that I can't accept the news. They both knew that when they were leaving they would not return. I think that subconsciously I knew as well, for Trinity and I shared an almost telepathic connection.
I had learned how to see through her walls, how to get in. Although it was not obvious to those around, our bond was as strong as one between a father and his child. Ever since her freeing from the Matrix she looked up to me, and relied on me for protection. I admired her, and loved her. I had seen the growing darkness that had been taking her over as the war ensued, and I prayed each night that her salvation would come. And it did. Neo, the man prophesized to end the war was now on our ship. I realize that the prophecy had more meanings than I realized.
A war had been raging not only between the machines and Zion, but inside Trinity as well. The darkness sweeping over her had caused her to slowly become numb, as she showed little emotion. I decided it would be better for her not to get involved. After Neo came I could sense a change in her. I was able to catch a rare soft smile whenever she saw him. I didn't realize it until now that he didn't only end the war for Zion, but he ended the war inside Trinity as well.
I look back on all the memories, good and bad. After so long I stopped saying that Trinity was "like" a daughter to me, she simply was my daughter. Although not by blood, but by bonded hearts. Both of us drew our strength from each other, and she gave me a deeper reason to search so hard for the One. My solid belief that Neo was the One was so strong because of Trinity's behavior. She often insisted on watching the code, on watching him. When he came aboard my ship I could see the change in her almost instantly. She couldn't help but peer at him whenever he was in the room. I knew that she would never let anyone so emotionally close to her, especially another man, and that this man had to be the One to work such a miracle on the soldier that I called a daughter.
She's gone now, my mind can't accept. Tears escape my eyes, burning my cheeks. I had not cried since I had been freed from the Matrix, but I had never felt such a deep loss before. Every member of my crew, lost, gone forever. My family was gone from me and I was left alone. When the Ikarus had come back to report the news they refused to tell me much about their deaths. They couldn't find Neo, but they said Trinity looked so peaceful in death, such a contrast to her normal state.
Peaceful I thought. At least she's at peace. I tried to comfort myself but to no avail. Although my mind was screaming, the sobs did not escape my throat; I would not allow them too. Trinity had always watched over me in the Matrix, though not in such an obvious sense. The very moment I was in danger she was ready with her guns cocked to destroy anything that posed a threat. It was Neo who protected us more directly however, especially Trinity. I had always known that their love would never diminish, and only death could separate them, but I did not know that their departure was so soon.
My daughter was gone, as was her lover, our savior. It such a short length of time I had lost everyone dear to me, save one. Niobe. I had lost her to Locke, but then she came back to me. She is my lifeline. She was the one who was first to break the news to me, and ushered the others out of the room so I could allow the tears to flow without shame. Nothing can describe the pain it feels to lose someone so dear, to lose a child. I wish now that I had a picture of her, but all I have are memories. I stand up and brush the tears from my face, regaining my composure as I head out the door to visit my dear daughter in her place of rest
Hmm…. Not that good but review anyways please!