Robin relaxed in his chair as Tesla plugged him into the Construct. The evolution had already begun, but the only place the Underground could resist was in the Matrix, against Wilson and Purgatory.

Fortunately, his friends believed him fully dead. Now he could progress with the mission in peace. As he walked through the streets with Cris and Exeter, he quickly loaded his weapons.

There is no stopping the fallen angel.

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Splice drove the Maul through the final rabbit hole, and up to the surface. His gaze settled on the fetus fields, and the heavy hovercraft jettisoned towards the power plants. His operator stared at the Matrix screens, noticing a slight flicker pass through the feed.

Not paying any attention, the crew jacked in as the Mjolnir and the Believer stationed themselves around the pools.

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A tall man wearing a gray trenchcoat gazed across the city. A slight flicker waved through the air. He turned to his companion, who was reloading his shotgun.

"You were mistaken? That's rich," the man said. Deathstroke shrugged. "I figured that they were working on the side of Purgatory. Ah well, chances are that the only thing I did was assure that Wingless won't help us."

The man nodded. "Wingless…"

"You're not thinking..." Deathstroke cut into his thoughts. "I know what you're thinking. NO. Absolutely not. There's no way we can trust them…"

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Cain looked up as the loud door creaked open. The white-haired program stepped in, twirling a single small blade and smiling. "11072. Cain. We need your help." The lanky program stood up and cracked his neck, smiling back at Deathstroke.

"We?"

The man walked in, trenchcoat fluttering behind him. Cain's eyes widened. "You brought a human?"

"Cain. Purgatory is coming and we need to stop it. For humans and programs alike. We're the only ones who know the truth… inside the Matrix. We have to stop the Haven's plans."

"Should we contact the HIVE?" asked the other program.

"Again, we've already gone ahead. Come and you can meet the team." Deathstroke, the human, and Cain slid out of the door.

Persephone stepped out of the shadows and cocked a gun. "What fun," she said simply, before following the three fighters.

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"This is our elite for Operations inside the Matrix," Deathstroke said slowly, gesturing to a pink-haired girl with a purple tunic and heavy shoes. "This is the Captain of our crew, outside the Matrix and in."

Exeter bowed slightly, and resumed his position with Robin and Cris.

"And this…" said Deathstroke, smiling insanely, "is my only failure." He patted Robin on the shoulder. The boy didn't blink. "Of course, he is still young and almost ready to be trained. Will you assist us?"

"He will," said Persephone, walking through the door. "As will I."

Deathstroke nodded. "Very well, then." He slowly placed his mask on his head and threw off his trenchcoat. "It's time for Purgatory to arrive." He sheathed the sword and pulled out the Mossberg shotgun.

CHH-CHK!

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A/N: This is the shortest story of an Unplugged Trilogy. The following chapter is simply a small spoiler of the next story, which will be much, much longer. If you read this entire story, thank you and I hope you enjoyed it!

The next story is entitled Unplugged II: Darkslaughter. It is sort of a combination of Reloaded and Revolutions, as this story was a combination of the Matrix and Reloaded.