DISCLAIMER: I don¡¯t own The Matrix or any of its characters. I own the poem ¡®I have my name¡¯ used in this chapter. I used a tiny reference to the twins, but it sort of stands on its own.
Looking for me? I don¡¯t think so.
Who am I if I don¡¯t know?
Can I count that someone knows?
I¡¯ll maintain my memories of
Orange trees and star-crossed love.
What is my name? What is my name?
I¡¯m wondering what to name a rose.
I have my name.
All I knew¡?
I have my name, and it will do.
D¨¦j¨¤ vu, chapter two: Change
Morpheus strode over to Tank, who had just swung back into his operator¡¯s chair, resuming his frantic typing and endless squinting at the screen. He swore under his breath.
¡°What is it? Why isn¡¯t he out yet?¡± Morpheus¡¯ eyes flickered to Neo¡¯s still form, still jacked into the matrix. In doing so, his gaze swept over to his second-in-command, huddled in a corner of the room. She wouldn¡¯t turn her face to him.
Quickly Morpheus made his way over to her, but once there, he felt suddenly, uncharacteristically, lost for words. What could he say? He could hear Trinity taking quick, hard breaths, muffled, to her knees.
¡°We¡¯ll have him out,¡± Morpheus said after a fashion. Out of the corner of his eye, he could just see Trinity shake her head, almost imperceptibly.
¡°Shit.¡± Tank threw up his hands, ogling the monitors in front of him. The code that was the matrix was like an emerald hailstorm, cascading and colliding in all directions. When the matrix was being changed, either by Neo or from the inside, it never behaved as it was behaving now. Neo could¡¯ve wiped out a country, and nothing like this would¡¯ve happened. Tank slammed his hands against the keyboard in total frustration, something an operator was trained never, never to do, but it didn¡¯t change the monitors in the slightest. ¡°I can¡¯t get him out, I can¡¯t even bloody see anything!¡±
¡°Morpheus,¡± rasped Trinity, ¡°Morpheus, Neo said something about a new breed of Agents in there, two of them, exactly the same-¡±
¡°Trinity, there is nothing in there that Neo cannot handle,¡± Morpheus cut in, loudly and clearly, as if he was speaking to a child. ¡°It was getting rough in there, so he called Tank to get you out.¡±
Trinity opened her mouth to reply, then stopped short. The code on Tank¡¯s monitors was slowing down.