There are three of us in this relationship. One is a realist, one is a
dreamer, and then there is me. I wish someone would tell me what I am.
There are some things in this world that will never change. Like my love for Morpheus. He will always be my soul mate even if he isn't my partner.
I used to be with Morpheus. I was am idealist back then and he gave me something to believe in. His mission was something of quest and I thought that I could help him complete it. I fell for him almost immediately. He has a certain presence about him; it's hard to explain. When he talks, people listen. They believe, or at least they want to. He is a leader and the people of Zion need one. The council keeps things running but they are distant. Morpheus makes a connection with each and every person. He made a connection with me.
Some things change. Over time, I began to doubt. I didn't want to, but it crept in. What if he was wrong? What if we never found the one, or if there never was a one? What if the Oracle had lied to Morpheus or had been mistaken? What if Morpheus had imagined it or had made it up to give him self more grandeur? No. I never believed that. I did however begin to doubt the wisdom of devoting my life to what may be a wild goose chase.
I wanted to be a dreamer but I was afraid. Afraid of what it could mean. Afraid of what would happen if it was not true. If it didn't happen as he believed. I woke up. I transferred to another ship; Locke's ship, the Logos.
I had to cut myself off from Morpheus completely or I was lost. I devoted myself to the task of protecting Zion. Here was a task I could believe in. A mission that I could complete every day. As long as Zion stood my mission was a success.
I used to cry at night. One night Locke found me crying and he comforted me. I didn't mean to get together with him. It just kind of happened. He offered me what I needed at that time; stability. Over time I learned to love him but it was nothing like what I had felt for Morpheus. What I still feel for Morpheus. I do love Locke, and I care for him a great deal, but I feel there is something missing.
When Locke was promoted to Commander by the council, in charge of the whole fleet, I was given command of the Logos. At first there was some ill feeling as it was rumoured I got the commission because of my relationship, but it gradually subsided when it emerged that Locke had asked the Council to appoint a new Captain to the Logos rather than do it himself. I got promoted to Captain on merit, and wouldn't have accepted it any other way.
The Logos is a small ship but she is fast and agile. She is perfect for reconnaissance missions, escorting, and surgical strikes in the Matrix but is too small to pull people out. I started taking her up to broadcasting range and we would assist other ships.
I had changed a lot since I left Morpheus. I was more confident and experienced, and I felt the need for someone to cling to had lessened and then disappeared. I became respected among the other Captains, and became famous for my driving skills within the Matrix, which for some reason came naturally to me.
On one mission, I was ordered to assist the crew of the Nebuchadnezzar. It was on this mission that I met Neo for the first time. He changed everything. He was the proof I had needed all those years ago. The proof that Morpheus was right. All my old feelings came back to me, and for a while I tried to suppress them but I cannot any longer.
I am now at another crossroads. I am no longer afraid. I once again believe. There is only one problem; Locke. I love him and couldn't do this to him. He may be overprotective but he is a good man and loves me dearly.
Morpheus wants me back. It was clear tonight at the temple. I wanted to dance with him but Locke pulled me away. He is smothering me. What can I do?
There are some things in this world that will never change. Like my love for Morpheus. He will always be my soul mate even if he isn't my partner.
I used to be with Morpheus. I was am idealist back then and he gave me something to believe in. His mission was something of quest and I thought that I could help him complete it. I fell for him almost immediately. He has a certain presence about him; it's hard to explain. When he talks, people listen. They believe, or at least they want to. He is a leader and the people of Zion need one. The council keeps things running but they are distant. Morpheus makes a connection with each and every person. He made a connection with me.
Some things change. Over time, I began to doubt. I didn't want to, but it crept in. What if he was wrong? What if we never found the one, or if there never was a one? What if the Oracle had lied to Morpheus or had been mistaken? What if Morpheus had imagined it or had made it up to give him self more grandeur? No. I never believed that. I did however begin to doubt the wisdom of devoting my life to what may be a wild goose chase.
I wanted to be a dreamer but I was afraid. Afraid of what it could mean. Afraid of what would happen if it was not true. If it didn't happen as he believed. I woke up. I transferred to another ship; Locke's ship, the Logos.
I had to cut myself off from Morpheus completely or I was lost. I devoted myself to the task of protecting Zion. Here was a task I could believe in. A mission that I could complete every day. As long as Zion stood my mission was a success.
I used to cry at night. One night Locke found me crying and he comforted me. I didn't mean to get together with him. It just kind of happened. He offered me what I needed at that time; stability. Over time I learned to love him but it was nothing like what I had felt for Morpheus. What I still feel for Morpheus. I do love Locke, and I care for him a great deal, but I feel there is something missing.
When Locke was promoted to Commander by the council, in charge of the whole fleet, I was given command of the Logos. At first there was some ill feeling as it was rumoured I got the commission because of my relationship, but it gradually subsided when it emerged that Locke had asked the Council to appoint a new Captain to the Logos rather than do it himself. I got promoted to Captain on merit, and wouldn't have accepted it any other way.
The Logos is a small ship but she is fast and agile. She is perfect for reconnaissance missions, escorting, and surgical strikes in the Matrix but is too small to pull people out. I started taking her up to broadcasting range and we would assist other ships.
I had changed a lot since I left Morpheus. I was more confident and experienced, and I felt the need for someone to cling to had lessened and then disappeared. I became respected among the other Captains, and became famous for my driving skills within the Matrix, which for some reason came naturally to me.
On one mission, I was ordered to assist the crew of the Nebuchadnezzar. It was on this mission that I met Neo for the first time. He changed everything. He was the proof I had needed all those years ago. The proof that Morpheus was right. All my old feelings came back to me, and for a while I tried to suppress them but I cannot any longer.
I am now at another crossroads. I am no longer afraid. I once again believe. There is only one problem; Locke. I love him and couldn't do this to him. He may be overprotective but he is a good man and loves me dearly.
Morpheus wants me back. It was clear tonight at the temple. I wanted to dance with him but Locke pulled me away. He is smothering me. What can I do?
