A/N: Yeah, I know this is really short, but that's the point. All six parts are finished and will be posted daily/every other day. For amazing fanfiction, visit www.constructfic.org Lesson 2: You must look before you can see

Who am I?

Do you know what you want anymore? Yes, you insist, for you understand the necessities of daily survival. But that is what you need, not what you want.

So you traded up the machine-controlled food chain; from a mere human trapped within an energy pod, receiving programmed electrical impulses to define reality to Trinity, the fighter. Was it really so bad before? Apparently so. Following your awakening and subsequent to your training, you felt alive for the first time in so long, too long. After your first close call within the Matrix at four months unplugged, you realized your reckless want, a raw want, an unquenchable thirst for the chase. That near-death experience touched you somehow, fed your deepening desires and made your feel a new strength, coursing through your very veins. Determination. Resolution. You were strong, and no one could argue otherwise.

And then she called.

And everything changed.