Another attempt at journal writing for Matrix characters. An attempt at a different writing style for a new character, though I'll probably mess it up or something. Just so you know, Ki is in no way a self-insert (ew, Zypher?), just a plot device. Read and review; all flames will be used to burn my school books.

Thanks so much, you guys who reviewed, I am so happy! You guys made my really bad day into a really good one…ok, I'll stop babbling and get on with the story.

Hello, my name is Tank. I serve aboard the Nebuchadnezzer to free humanity from the Matrix. Morpheus said to write a journal to remember humanity by in these days, so here goes. My brother Dozer and I were born in Zion, the only human city left. We're some of the only old-fashioned variety home-grown human beings in the world, which is kind of crazy to think about. We both joined Morpheus's crew on the Neb a few years ago. I don't really know why Dozer joined. They could've used someone who could get into the Matrix with them more. I joined because he did, cause he's my big brother. They used us though, or Morpheus did. Dozer keeps the old Neb going, and I act as operator for them when they go in. That means I figure out their exits for them and it's my job to get them out safe. I haven't got the best track record, I don't guess. I try though, I try my goddam hardest to get them out every time. The Agents are too fast, too strong.

I've never actually been in the Matrix, of course. I can't. I don't have the holes, so I can't plug in. It's a good trade-off, Morpheus says, because I don't ever have to go up against Agents. I wish that I could, though, because I'm so safe while everyone else is in danger. And I can't ever try any of the programs I write, so if I write a glitch then someone else is in danger testing it.

I've been on the Neb a long time now – not as long as Morpheus, or some of the others, but a long time. I've had a few good friends die on me. Ki was the most recent. She was in the Matrix with everybody but me and Dozer. They were trying to get someone out. He's working in Zion now. He's a good kid, worth freeing. He wasn't worth Ki, but it's not him that killed her. It wasn't anyone's fault, but it was mostly mine. I couldn't get her to the exit in time. An agent –

That's all you need to know. An agent, an agent, and you know what happened. I want it to end soon, I want to find the One so we can get out of this terrible life. I want it over. I want to live in Zion happily ever after. I want everyone to be happy except the machines that don't know what it means anyway.

A day later. Everyone's happy today, for once. It's a party. It's not much, here on the Neb. We couldn't get back to Zion because we've been locked down a few days. Morpheus had some real wine, made by one of his friends in Zion in his free time. He kept in his room for an emergency or really special occasion. He said that this was special enough, since we couldn't go back to Zion for the real party. It's Freedom Day today, the day that the first free mind woke up. It's the only big holiday we have, and the celebration in Zion is huge. Here on the Neb we are having a good time too. For once, we have something better than Zypher's engine cleaner to drink and something better than the matrix to think about.

Morpheus gave a toast – "To finding the one!" We cheered, everyone touched glasses, and drank the real human-made wine.

AN: I don't think this is as good as the other chapter, but tell me what you think. And tell me who you want to see next.