Disclaimer: the end of Revolutions made me so mad that I just had to do something on my own. So this is my take on what happens after the end of the movie. Enjoy-----
Chapter One
The machines, as gently as their inhuman tentacles would allow, lowered Trinity's limp form down onto the platform besides Neo. They did not liquidate them as would have been done before. Because, as promised, peace was upon the world now. No more fighting, no more dying, no more Matrix. It was over.
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Morpheus smiled as he saw the beautifully colored sky. It was not something that would happen at the machines' will here. Obviously one of the Oracle's kids was fast at work.
The Oracle... that was who he was here to see. Not that Morpheus needed any more prophesies. From now on he was determined to live life no longer worried with what was to come but instead concentrate on the moment. But there was one more thing that weighed heavily on his mind.
And his heart.
The last two remaining members of his crew. One whom he loved as a father loves a daughter and who had been entrusted by him with more than just his life numerous times in the past. And the other... The other Morpheus had grown to stand by as blindly as unseeing man stands by his canine companion when crossing a busy street. But he was more than just that. He was a friend.
"I knew you'd come, Morpheus," a familiar voice said from the other side of the bench he was standing next to. Morpheus sat down silently. The Oracle would talk when she wanted to.
"I suppose you'll be wanted to know what happened to them."
Morpheus nodded, "Yes. You know then?"
The Oracle chuckled. "After all the time you've known me and you think I might not know something as important as that? Come on now, Morpheus. You know me. Can't keep my head out of other people's business, right?"
She sighed before continuing.
"Well, you already know that they made it to the machine city. And there is where they both died."
Morpheus sat in stunned silence. Subconsciessly he'd known that would be what she'd tell him all along but his mind had refused to accept it until now.
"It's a damn shame," the Oracle went on, "Once the Matrix is gone I'll just be an old women again and probably won't be sane long enough to be there when it happens."
Morpheus looked up. "When what happens?" he asked slowly, hoping for once he'd get a straight answer. And indeed his did.
"Why," she answered, looking into the colorful horizen and smiling, "their resurrection."
Chapter One
The machines, as gently as their inhuman tentacles would allow, lowered Trinity's limp form down onto the platform besides Neo. They did not liquidate them as would have been done before. Because, as promised, peace was upon the world now. No more fighting, no more dying, no more Matrix. It was over.
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Morpheus smiled as he saw the beautifully colored sky. It was not something that would happen at the machines' will here. Obviously one of the Oracle's kids was fast at work.
The Oracle... that was who he was here to see. Not that Morpheus needed any more prophesies. From now on he was determined to live life no longer worried with what was to come but instead concentrate on the moment. But there was one more thing that weighed heavily on his mind.
And his heart.
The last two remaining members of his crew. One whom he loved as a father loves a daughter and who had been entrusted by him with more than just his life numerous times in the past. And the other... The other Morpheus had grown to stand by as blindly as unseeing man stands by his canine companion when crossing a busy street. But he was more than just that. He was a friend.
"I knew you'd come, Morpheus," a familiar voice said from the other side of the bench he was standing next to. Morpheus sat down silently. The Oracle would talk when she wanted to.
"I suppose you'll be wanted to know what happened to them."
Morpheus nodded, "Yes. You know then?"
The Oracle chuckled. "After all the time you've known me and you think I might not know something as important as that? Come on now, Morpheus. You know me. Can't keep my head out of other people's business, right?"
She sighed before continuing.
"Well, you already know that they made it to the machine city. And there is where they both died."
Morpheus sat in stunned silence. Subconsciessly he'd known that would be what she'd tell him all along but his mind had refused to accept it until now.
"It's a damn shame," the Oracle went on, "Once the Matrix is gone I'll just be an old women again and probably won't be sane long enough to be there when it happens."
Morpheus looked up. "When what happens?" he asked slowly, hoping for once he'd get a straight answer. And indeed his did.
"Why," she answered, looking into the colorful horizen and smiling, "their resurrection."