Approx. eighteen years later.
Seraph circled me slowly, as I watched him closely. Both of us were sparring and as usually he seemed to be winning, he darted behind me and I felt this whisper light slap to my back.
"Come on, Ice. You can do better than this. Hit me." He said. What the hell do you think I've been trying to do for the last thirteen years? I thought to myself. But I said nothing out loud, I set myself again, but before we could start again we were interrupted by one of the Oracles aids.
"They are here." She said. I nodded, I didn't need to ask for an explanation, and I knew whom she was referring to. I followed her off the roof and back to the Oracles apartment, the apartment was mostly empty except for the Oracle, two men
"Ice, it is time for you to go." The Oracle said to me.
"I know." Then I turned my attention to the dark haired man.
"Captain Davon." I looked to the Oracle confused.
"But this is wrong, it's not supposed to be him."
"There are some things that must happen before you go where you must." She said. I went to the Oracle and hugged her goodbye and then much to his surprise I hugged Seraph as well.
"Are we ready to go now?" Davon asked. I nodded and smiled brightly at him.
"Of course, just saying goodbye." I waved to the Oracle and Seraph as I followed Ajax out of the building to start my life in a new world. A car was parked at the curb and the blonde man got behind the wheel, Ajax riding shotgun and I sat in the back. We rode in silence all the way back to a deserted house, inside they had set up various equipment. Davon held out his hands one with a blue pill, the other with a red pill. I picked up the red one and swallowed it without water, he stared at me.
"After bringing me all the way here you offer me the blue pill as well?" I asked.
"You had to be given the choice." He replied.
"Sometimes choices are made for us before we even know that there is a choice." I said. He looked baffled at what I said, which wasn't really surprising.
"Take a seat." He pointed at a wooden chair that sat in the middle of the room, after I sat down he put electrode pads on me.
"Have we got anything yet, Titan?" He asked. The blonde man; Titan shook his head. Davon flipped open his phone.
"Crale, hurry up and get the signal." He said into it. A few moments later I felt a weird sensation, like I was being pulled towards something, but I wasn't moving. Distantly I heard Davon shouting Crales name. Then I woke up in a pod, surrounded by red liquid. Wires sticking out of me and something stuck in my throat, I tried to yank it free, but before I could a machine shaped like a bug appeared before me. It pulled the spike from the back of my head and I was flushed down some kind of pipe, I felt the tube in my throat being ripped out painfully. I landed in a huge pool of ice cold water, I struggled to stay afloat, but I knew it was a hopeless battle, slowly I sank below the surface. I felt something grab me and lift me out of the water, above me I could see one of those ships that I had dreamed about. I couldn't breathe and after a few moments I must have passed out.
I opened my eyes to bright light and the sound of feet walking by me. Davon, or someone that looked a lot like him bent over me.
"I was beginning to think you'd never wake up." He said. I opened my mouth to say something, but nothing came out, in fact my throat hurt like nothing I ever felt before.
"Relax. You need to rest. Everything will be okay." He said. My body agreed with him and I fell asleep again.
The next time I woke up I was in some other room, a needle stuck in one of the plugs in my arm. I hated needles; quickly I pulled it out and dropped it on the floor. Stepping over it I made my way to the door. Where do I go from here? I wondered. As soon as I got out the door I saw the light at the end of a long corridor and up a ladder, into a large room. A man sat at a bank of computer monitors, as I came up he turned around.
"Captain, she's awake." He called. Davon appeared from behind the monitors, he smiled when he saw me
"Dreamer, you slept well?" He asked.
"I think so. And call me Icegirl, or Ice, I don't like Dreamer." I told him. I rubbed my hands up and down my arms, they kept it cold on the ship, or perhaps that was just me.
"We will call you Dreamer." Davon said testily. Fine, call me whatever the fuck you want. I know who I am. I thought. He turned to the guy at the monitors.
"This is Crale, our operator." Crale looked up briefly and nodded a hello.
"And you've already met Titan." The tall blonde man who never seemed to speak. He lifted one hand in greeting.
"I think that you're ready."
"Ready for what?" I asked.
"The truth. Take a seat." He went over to one of the chairs that looked more like it belonged in a dental surgery than it did on a ship. I sat down and he strapped my feet and hands down, putting his hand on my forehead he held my head down.
"This will hurt, but you get used to it." He said. I felt a sharp pain in the back of my head and my mouth opened in a silent scream. Then I was in what looked like a white room. A few moments later Davon was with me, dressed as he had been in the Matrix.
"This is the construct." He said, gesturing with his hand. Here we can load whatever it is we need; she remembered that from a dream. Suddenly the construct changed to a huge city.
"This is the world that you've known, the world you believe is real." The view changed again, blackened sky, and ruined buildings.
"This is what's real. We created AI. Humans have always been the top hunters, and when the machines rebelled against us we destroyed most of them. Then we tried to prove what good predators we were, but we are no longer at the top of the food chain. There was a great war between man and machine, obviously we did not win. Humans blackened the sky, for the machines were dependent upon solar energy to stay alive. But after the war they found a new power source. And as long as they have people in the Matrix we will never be free." He said. Then everything changed to the fields.
"All we are now is fuel for their fires. They grow us, and then implant us into the Matrix. Make us believe that we are free, that we run our own lives. But in fact we have no control over what happens to us." He paused again. Ice blue eyes calmly met his dark brown ones.
"Are you listening to me?" He asked.
"Yes." I replied.
"You're taking this a lot better than most people do, better than I did." He said.
"Freaking out isn't really going to change anything, is it? Of course if it makes you feel better I can panic." I offered, smiling slightly.
"You're not telling me anything I don't already know."
"What do you mean?" He asked.
"The fields, the scorched sky, the war between man and machine, I know all about them already. Why do you think they call me the Dreamer? I have the 'pleasure' of seeing things that have happened, are happening, or are yet to happen."
"You mean that you can see the future? That's not possible."
"Really? I could let you in on some of the things that I've seen and pretty soon you'd believe me."
"Like what?"
"Now that would be telling. Some things you're meant to know, some things you aren't."
"Okay. Crale, load the agent training program." He said. A moment later we were on what looked like a normal city street. People shoving past us on their way to nowhere. After that he left me plugged into a darkened construct, where I could see or hear nothing.
"It's time for you to start your training. Titan, we're going to see the Oracle. Crale, load us up." He said when he finally let me out.
"No, you have to wa-" I said. He ignored me, which I didn't take to much offence to; in fact I had been half expecting him to do something like this. I waited for Crale to start loading up various different programs into me. After I while I just sat there, after one was finished Crale would instantly load the next one. I had been waiting for the next program to load and after a few moments of nothing happening I opened my eyes. Crale lay on the floor, one of the monitors gouting small flames, which even as I watched died down and another of them sputtering fitfully. I moved to go help him before I remembered I was strapped in the chair. I sat back down and relaxed, closing my eyes and taking deep breaths, then forcefully yanked one arm forward breaking the hold of the restraint. I unsnapped the other one and reached back and pulled the spike from my head. I moved over to Crale, checking for a pulse. He was still alive, but I couldn't wake him. I heard a phone ringing from his headset, and I put it over my own ears.
"How the hell do I answer this thing?" I wondered aloud. I hit the return key first figuring it was my best bet, to my surprise it worked.
"Crale, we need an exit." Davon's voice came through.
"Crale is unconscious." I said.
"What happened?" He asked.
"I don't know, I was training." I said.
"Shit! We need an exit, Dreamer." He said. And I'm supposed to do what exactly...? I wondered.
"How do I do that?" I sat in the chair by the monitors.
"You pull up a map from the database and then-"
"I only know a little about computers." I interrupted him. Yeah, if knowing a 'little' was just about knowing where the on/off switch is. I thought. This was greeted by a moment of silence.
"Okay. This is what I want you to do, there should be a code taped to the bottom of the keyboard. Ask for any ship near to where we are, quoting that code. If and when someone responds all you have to do is speak into the headset, tell them what's happened. Do you understand?" He said. I nodded, then realised he couldn't see me.
"Yes."
"Make it fast, Dreamer, we have agents on us." He hung up. I picked up the keyboard and turned it upside down, I pulled the piece of paper off and righted the keyboard again. I quickly tapped in the letters and numbers. What am I supposed to do now? I thought.
"This is the Hammer we hear you. What is your problem?" Someone asked. Thank God, I thought.
"We have two people in the Matrix, the operator is unconscious. What should I do?" I asked him.
"Can you set up an exit for them?" He asked.
"I don't know how." I replied. There was a pause for a moment and then another voice came on.
"Who is this?" This guys voice sounded older, gruffer.
"Icegirl, Ice."
"What ship are you on, Ice?"
"Uhh...I don't know, he never told me."
"Who is your captain?" I was about to answer when another of the monitors blew up in my face, I went flying backwards. And I lost the headset; I hit my head on the wall, which finally brought me to a stop. I was back on my feet and looking for the headset when the lights went out. Great, just what I need. I thought. I got down on my hands and knees and crawled along looking for the headset, I eventually found it and pulled it back on, which hurt my head even more.
"I'm on the Vengence." I said.
"I thought you said you didn't know."
"I didn't until one of the monitors blew up in my face and threw me into a plaque on the wall that has 'Vengence' written on it." Then a frightening thought came to me, I could hear the monitors humming, but I couldn't see them. Even though the room was dark I should have been able to see them; I pushed it to the back of my mind. I tone sounding from somewhere.
"What is that, Ice?"
"I don't know. Can't see anything, lights went off."
"Where are you now?" He asked.
"I don't know." I said. He was probably beginning to wonder if I did know anything.
"Go up to the cockpit and tell me what the navigation says."
"I can't."
"Why not?"
"Because I don't know where the cockpit is, and even if you told me I probably wouldn't be able to find it anyway, there are no lights, remember?" There was silence and he was obviously telling someone to do something.
"Okay, we know where you are we're on our way. We should be there within in the hour." He told me. I sat down on the floor, in one of the meditation poses that Seraph had thought me. How long I was like that I don't know, but I was interrupted by the sound of banging and feet on the floor near me. I turned my head in the direction of the sound.
"Ice?" A male voice asked.
"Yes. Why didn't you bring any lights?" I asked. There was a long silence and I felt someone come over to me and cool hands on my face, as they wrapped something around my head.
"We did. The lights didn't go off, Ice. Your eyes must have been injured." A female voice said.
"Oh, okay. Thanks, Maggie." I said. Then Maggie moved away, after a few seconds I heard her speaking again.
"Titan's gone, Captain."
"He said something about agents being after them. What are agents, Captain Roland?" I asked.
"How do you know my name and Maggies?" The gruff voice that I now knew to be Roland asked.
"You ever hear of the dreamer?"
"That's just a myth."
"Why the hell didn't someone tell me that?" I asked sarcastically. Then I sighed inwardly; Seraph had spent most of his time trying to show me that my temper would have to be kept in check.
"Sorry, this was not exactly how I planned on spending my first fully conscious day here."
"I should have known that." Roland said.
"Got him, Captain." Someone said.
"What the hell happened here?!" Davon snapped.
"We don't know that yet. Looks like some of the monitors blew up on Crale, and then on Ice." Roland told him.
"Shit!" He said.
"What's going on, Davon?" Roland interrupted.
"I went to see the Oracle. She told me some things about Dreamer and what she can do." He stopped speaking and the next time I heard him he was right next to me.
"You knew this was going to happen?"
"Yes."
"Then why the hell didn't you warn us?!"
"Do you remember just before you went in? I told you to wait, you wouldn't listen to me."
"You could have told me what was going to happen. Now Titan is dead.
"I know he is. I doubt if you would have listened to me anyway."
"You don't know that."
"Really? If I told you before you went in that you would run into four agents that something was going to happen to Crale to prevent Titan from getting out in time. Would you have believed me?" There was silence and I knew that he probably wouldn't have believed me and that a part of him still didn't.
"Titan was shot in the left shoulder, he told you to keep going and that he would stay back and give you as much time as he could. They killed him though, one of the agents broke his neck."
"How do you know that?"
"You know how." I felt hands grab me around the throat and lift me bodily into the air.
"Davon put her down!" I heard Roland shout. Then his hands were pulled away from me and I dropped to the floor.
"This little bitch killed Titan." Davon said angrily. I shook my head, as I stood up and faced in the direction I thought he was in.
"As I recall I wasn't in the Matrix at all. So how can I have killed him?" I asked calmly.
"Can you start back to Zion on your own, Davon?" Roland asked.
"If I can borrow some of your crew, sure." Davon replied.
"That's not a problem. Let's get moving, we don't want to get caught by any sentinels." Roland ordered.
"There's one other thing, Roland. The Oracle told me that Dreamer was to be transferred to your ship."
"What?!"
"She said that if she isn't on the Hammer then all could be lost."
"Okay, fine." Roland snapped.
"I don't want her here anymore anyway." Davon said.
"Come on." This from a pissed off sounding Roland. I stayed where I was; I had no idea where he was, how to get off the main deck, how to do anything without seeing.
"Come on, I'll help you." AK said. He took my hand and put it on his arm, then walked in what was obviously the right direction. When we got to the ladder he went down first, guiding my feet and then helping me when I got my feet back on the floor.
"Welcome to the Mjolnir, or the Hammer." AK said after a while.
Seraph circled me slowly, as I watched him closely. Both of us were sparring and as usually he seemed to be winning, he darted behind me and I felt this whisper light slap to my back.
"Come on, Ice. You can do better than this. Hit me." He said. What the hell do you think I've been trying to do for the last thirteen years? I thought to myself. But I said nothing out loud, I set myself again, but before we could start again we were interrupted by one of the Oracles aids.
"They are here." She said. I nodded, I didn't need to ask for an explanation, and I knew whom she was referring to. I followed her off the roof and back to the Oracles apartment, the apartment was mostly empty except for the Oracle, two men
"Ice, it is time for you to go." The Oracle said to me.
"I know." Then I turned my attention to the dark haired man.
"Captain Davon." I looked to the Oracle confused.
"But this is wrong, it's not supposed to be him."
"There are some things that must happen before you go where you must." She said. I went to the Oracle and hugged her goodbye and then much to his surprise I hugged Seraph as well.
"Are we ready to go now?" Davon asked. I nodded and smiled brightly at him.
"Of course, just saying goodbye." I waved to the Oracle and Seraph as I followed Ajax out of the building to start my life in a new world. A car was parked at the curb and the blonde man got behind the wheel, Ajax riding shotgun and I sat in the back. We rode in silence all the way back to a deserted house, inside they had set up various equipment. Davon held out his hands one with a blue pill, the other with a red pill. I picked up the red one and swallowed it without water, he stared at me.
"After bringing me all the way here you offer me the blue pill as well?" I asked.
"You had to be given the choice." He replied.
"Sometimes choices are made for us before we even know that there is a choice." I said. He looked baffled at what I said, which wasn't really surprising.
"Take a seat." He pointed at a wooden chair that sat in the middle of the room, after I sat down he put electrode pads on me.
"Have we got anything yet, Titan?" He asked. The blonde man; Titan shook his head. Davon flipped open his phone.
"Crale, hurry up and get the signal." He said into it. A few moments later I felt a weird sensation, like I was being pulled towards something, but I wasn't moving. Distantly I heard Davon shouting Crales name. Then I woke up in a pod, surrounded by red liquid. Wires sticking out of me and something stuck in my throat, I tried to yank it free, but before I could a machine shaped like a bug appeared before me. It pulled the spike from the back of my head and I was flushed down some kind of pipe, I felt the tube in my throat being ripped out painfully. I landed in a huge pool of ice cold water, I struggled to stay afloat, but I knew it was a hopeless battle, slowly I sank below the surface. I felt something grab me and lift me out of the water, above me I could see one of those ships that I had dreamed about. I couldn't breathe and after a few moments I must have passed out.
I opened my eyes to bright light and the sound of feet walking by me. Davon, or someone that looked a lot like him bent over me.
"I was beginning to think you'd never wake up." He said. I opened my mouth to say something, but nothing came out, in fact my throat hurt like nothing I ever felt before.
"Relax. You need to rest. Everything will be okay." He said. My body agreed with him and I fell asleep again.
The next time I woke up I was in some other room, a needle stuck in one of the plugs in my arm. I hated needles; quickly I pulled it out and dropped it on the floor. Stepping over it I made my way to the door. Where do I go from here? I wondered. As soon as I got out the door I saw the light at the end of a long corridor and up a ladder, into a large room. A man sat at a bank of computer monitors, as I came up he turned around.
"Captain, she's awake." He called. Davon appeared from behind the monitors, he smiled when he saw me
"Dreamer, you slept well?" He asked.
"I think so. And call me Icegirl, or Ice, I don't like Dreamer." I told him. I rubbed my hands up and down my arms, they kept it cold on the ship, or perhaps that was just me.
"We will call you Dreamer." Davon said testily. Fine, call me whatever the fuck you want. I know who I am. I thought. He turned to the guy at the monitors.
"This is Crale, our operator." Crale looked up briefly and nodded a hello.
"And you've already met Titan." The tall blonde man who never seemed to speak. He lifted one hand in greeting.
"I think that you're ready."
"Ready for what?" I asked.
"The truth. Take a seat." He went over to one of the chairs that looked more like it belonged in a dental surgery than it did on a ship. I sat down and he strapped my feet and hands down, putting his hand on my forehead he held my head down.
"This will hurt, but you get used to it." He said. I felt a sharp pain in the back of my head and my mouth opened in a silent scream. Then I was in what looked like a white room. A few moments later Davon was with me, dressed as he had been in the Matrix.
"This is the construct." He said, gesturing with his hand. Here we can load whatever it is we need; she remembered that from a dream. Suddenly the construct changed to a huge city.
"This is the world that you've known, the world you believe is real." The view changed again, blackened sky, and ruined buildings.
"This is what's real. We created AI. Humans have always been the top hunters, and when the machines rebelled against us we destroyed most of them. Then we tried to prove what good predators we were, but we are no longer at the top of the food chain. There was a great war between man and machine, obviously we did not win. Humans blackened the sky, for the machines were dependent upon solar energy to stay alive. But after the war they found a new power source. And as long as they have people in the Matrix we will never be free." He said. Then everything changed to the fields.
"All we are now is fuel for their fires. They grow us, and then implant us into the Matrix. Make us believe that we are free, that we run our own lives. But in fact we have no control over what happens to us." He paused again. Ice blue eyes calmly met his dark brown ones.
"Are you listening to me?" He asked.
"Yes." I replied.
"You're taking this a lot better than most people do, better than I did." He said.
"Freaking out isn't really going to change anything, is it? Of course if it makes you feel better I can panic." I offered, smiling slightly.
"You're not telling me anything I don't already know."
"What do you mean?" He asked.
"The fields, the scorched sky, the war between man and machine, I know all about them already. Why do you think they call me the Dreamer? I have the 'pleasure' of seeing things that have happened, are happening, or are yet to happen."
"You mean that you can see the future? That's not possible."
"Really? I could let you in on some of the things that I've seen and pretty soon you'd believe me."
"Like what?"
"Now that would be telling. Some things you're meant to know, some things you aren't."
"Okay. Crale, load the agent training program." He said. A moment later we were on what looked like a normal city street. People shoving past us on their way to nowhere. After that he left me plugged into a darkened construct, where I could see or hear nothing.
"It's time for you to start your training. Titan, we're going to see the Oracle. Crale, load us up." He said when he finally let me out.
"No, you have to wa-" I said. He ignored me, which I didn't take to much offence to; in fact I had been half expecting him to do something like this. I waited for Crale to start loading up various different programs into me. After I while I just sat there, after one was finished Crale would instantly load the next one. I had been waiting for the next program to load and after a few moments of nothing happening I opened my eyes. Crale lay on the floor, one of the monitors gouting small flames, which even as I watched died down and another of them sputtering fitfully. I moved to go help him before I remembered I was strapped in the chair. I sat back down and relaxed, closing my eyes and taking deep breaths, then forcefully yanked one arm forward breaking the hold of the restraint. I unsnapped the other one and reached back and pulled the spike from my head. I moved over to Crale, checking for a pulse. He was still alive, but I couldn't wake him. I heard a phone ringing from his headset, and I put it over my own ears.
"How the hell do I answer this thing?" I wondered aloud. I hit the return key first figuring it was my best bet, to my surprise it worked.
"Crale, we need an exit." Davon's voice came through.
"Crale is unconscious." I said.
"What happened?" He asked.
"I don't know, I was training." I said.
"Shit! We need an exit, Dreamer." He said. And I'm supposed to do what exactly...? I wondered.
"How do I do that?" I sat in the chair by the monitors.
"You pull up a map from the database and then-"
"I only know a little about computers." I interrupted him. Yeah, if knowing a 'little' was just about knowing where the on/off switch is. I thought. This was greeted by a moment of silence.
"Okay. This is what I want you to do, there should be a code taped to the bottom of the keyboard. Ask for any ship near to where we are, quoting that code. If and when someone responds all you have to do is speak into the headset, tell them what's happened. Do you understand?" He said. I nodded, then realised he couldn't see me.
"Yes."
"Make it fast, Dreamer, we have agents on us." He hung up. I picked up the keyboard and turned it upside down, I pulled the piece of paper off and righted the keyboard again. I quickly tapped in the letters and numbers. What am I supposed to do now? I thought.
"This is the Hammer we hear you. What is your problem?" Someone asked. Thank God, I thought.
"We have two people in the Matrix, the operator is unconscious. What should I do?" I asked him.
"Can you set up an exit for them?" He asked.
"I don't know how." I replied. There was a pause for a moment and then another voice came on.
"Who is this?" This guys voice sounded older, gruffer.
"Icegirl, Ice."
"What ship are you on, Ice?"
"Uhh...I don't know, he never told me."
"Who is your captain?" I was about to answer when another of the monitors blew up in my face, I went flying backwards. And I lost the headset; I hit my head on the wall, which finally brought me to a stop. I was back on my feet and looking for the headset when the lights went out. Great, just what I need. I thought. I got down on my hands and knees and crawled along looking for the headset, I eventually found it and pulled it back on, which hurt my head even more.
"I'm on the Vengence." I said.
"I thought you said you didn't know."
"I didn't until one of the monitors blew up in my face and threw me into a plaque on the wall that has 'Vengence' written on it." Then a frightening thought came to me, I could hear the monitors humming, but I couldn't see them. Even though the room was dark I should have been able to see them; I pushed it to the back of my mind. I tone sounding from somewhere.
"What is that, Ice?"
"I don't know. Can't see anything, lights went off."
"Where are you now?" He asked.
"I don't know." I said. He was probably beginning to wonder if I did know anything.
"Go up to the cockpit and tell me what the navigation says."
"I can't."
"Why not?"
"Because I don't know where the cockpit is, and even if you told me I probably wouldn't be able to find it anyway, there are no lights, remember?" There was silence and he was obviously telling someone to do something.
"Okay, we know where you are we're on our way. We should be there within in the hour." He told me. I sat down on the floor, in one of the meditation poses that Seraph had thought me. How long I was like that I don't know, but I was interrupted by the sound of banging and feet on the floor near me. I turned my head in the direction of the sound.
"Ice?" A male voice asked.
"Yes. Why didn't you bring any lights?" I asked. There was a long silence and I felt someone come over to me and cool hands on my face, as they wrapped something around my head.
"We did. The lights didn't go off, Ice. Your eyes must have been injured." A female voice said.
"Oh, okay. Thanks, Maggie." I said. Then Maggie moved away, after a few seconds I heard her speaking again.
"Titan's gone, Captain."
"He said something about agents being after them. What are agents, Captain Roland?" I asked.
"How do you know my name and Maggies?" The gruff voice that I now knew to be Roland asked.
"You ever hear of the dreamer?"
"That's just a myth."
"Why the hell didn't someone tell me that?" I asked sarcastically. Then I sighed inwardly; Seraph had spent most of his time trying to show me that my temper would have to be kept in check.
"Sorry, this was not exactly how I planned on spending my first fully conscious day here."
"I should have known that." Roland said.
"Got him, Captain." Someone said.
"What the hell happened here?!" Davon snapped.
"We don't know that yet. Looks like some of the monitors blew up on Crale, and then on Ice." Roland told him.
"Shit!" He said.
"What's going on, Davon?" Roland interrupted.
"I went to see the Oracle. She told me some things about Dreamer and what she can do." He stopped speaking and the next time I heard him he was right next to me.
"You knew this was going to happen?"
"Yes."
"Then why the hell didn't you warn us?!"
"Do you remember just before you went in? I told you to wait, you wouldn't listen to me."
"You could have told me what was going to happen. Now Titan is dead.
"I know he is. I doubt if you would have listened to me anyway."
"You don't know that."
"Really? If I told you before you went in that you would run into four agents that something was going to happen to Crale to prevent Titan from getting out in time. Would you have believed me?" There was silence and I knew that he probably wouldn't have believed me and that a part of him still didn't.
"Titan was shot in the left shoulder, he told you to keep going and that he would stay back and give you as much time as he could. They killed him though, one of the agents broke his neck."
"How do you know that?"
"You know how." I felt hands grab me around the throat and lift me bodily into the air.
"Davon put her down!" I heard Roland shout. Then his hands were pulled away from me and I dropped to the floor.
"This little bitch killed Titan." Davon said angrily. I shook my head, as I stood up and faced in the direction I thought he was in.
"As I recall I wasn't in the Matrix at all. So how can I have killed him?" I asked calmly.
"Can you start back to Zion on your own, Davon?" Roland asked.
"If I can borrow some of your crew, sure." Davon replied.
"That's not a problem. Let's get moving, we don't want to get caught by any sentinels." Roland ordered.
"There's one other thing, Roland. The Oracle told me that Dreamer was to be transferred to your ship."
"What?!"
"She said that if she isn't on the Hammer then all could be lost."
"Okay, fine." Roland snapped.
"I don't want her here anymore anyway." Davon said.
"Come on." This from a pissed off sounding Roland. I stayed where I was; I had no idea where he was, how to get off the main deck, how to do anything without seeing.
"Come on, I'll help you." AK said. He took my hand and put it on his arm, then walked in what was obviously the right direction. When we got to the ladder he went down first, guiding my feet and then helping me when I got my feet back on the floor.
"Welcome to the Mjolnir, or the Hammer." AK said after a while.