Disclaimer: I own nothing in this story. All characters and ideas belong exclusively to Larry and Andy Wachovski.

Neo's limp body lay on the platform, barely stirring. The robot that hovered over him worked diligently. Soon, Neo awoke, temporarily forgetting where he was. As he slowly sat up, he began to come to his bearings. Then a large form floated up to the platform where he sat. Neo recognized it, as he had spoke to it hours ago. The large sphere with spikes protruding from all sides hovered as millions of tiny machines swirled about it, forming a large sinister face.

"What, what happened? I succeeded. Smith's gone, isn't he?" Neo stammered.

The face shifted, and glared at Neo with no emotion. It knew Neo was correct in his assumptions. Neo had indeed vanquished agent Smith. The machine spoke with authority.

"The agent known as Smith is no longer logged into the system. He is obsolete in all shape and form. We did not expect you to succeed, as we ourselves could not erase the problem." The mammoth face hissed.

"And Zion? Is, is it still there?"

"Your haven is serene, for the time. We no longer have use for it, and consequently, we no longer have use for your presence in our world. You must vacate."

Neo understood that he must leave. However, he didn't understand how he was going to get back to Zion. The ship that brought him and Trinity to the machine world was destroyed. The machines were one step ahead of him in this manner.

"We will provide adequate transport to your haven." The machine breathed. It seemed the machines could read Neo's thoughts when he was in their world.

Neo barely had time to get on his feet before a sentinel swooped down and scooped him up. As the machine sped with Neo through the dark tunnels, Neo attempted to glance back and get a good look of the one world he thought he would never end up in. Soon however, he would be home.