The Matrix : Redefined Chapter 2
I don't own the setting or the universe. Wakowski Brothers do.
If you recognize I probably don't own em. If you don't, I might.
I just wanna play a little, that's all.
Sorry for the posting delay.
I had this neat sounding just wonderful little conversation
For Trinity and the Oracle all lined up and then the Oracle couldn't
Make it to the restaurant and the phone call just got out of hand.
Neither of them seemed interested in following my carefully layed out
Outline of how the talk should go.
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AP 1 - Day 7 (After peace)
Somewhere :
Trinity sat in The chair at the table in The restaurant looking out The window
At The view of the mountains.
"'The' this, 'The' that." She found herself thinking almost out loud, "You are
so losing it trinity, Just where do you think this is? Despite the feel of this
place, It is still a part of the matrix."
Seraph had been a godsend, "is that the right word?" she asked herself since her
Miraculous rescue by the machines. He had explained that this place was setup for
her to rest in while her body was repaired. For days now he been her only real companion
here. The maitre'de was obviously a program as were most of the "PEOPLE" here.
However she had gotten quite an education about the machines in general while watching
the daily comings and goings of various programs. Not in the variety, But in the almost human
like quality of them. Many in fact if she didn't know Better she would sworn had come just to see
her, the chosen mate of "The One.".
However over the last few days she had seen a shift in the way they talked. At
first they all seemed to be here on the way somewhere else. Now some of the
programs seemed to be trading ideas and information. Once she had been
Asked about the trainman and that discussion had lasted all day. The desire of
The programs wanting to know about the world of the matrix had been something of
A surprise to her. The desire of her perspective on it was surprising enough though
To see genuine curiosity expressed by what was obviously Just a program
disturbed her. Curiosity implied awareness and awareness implied self awareness, And
self awareness was a lot of what held man apart from the animals, Let alone the machines.
A most amusing site broke her out of her reverie. One of the waiters was working
His way through the tables toward her bearing a silver tray with a ringing
Cell phone on it. He stopped at her table and set down the tray and indicated
it was for her.
"For me? " She asked pointing to the phone.
"Yes." He answered in a soft unidentifiable vaguely English accent.
"Who is it?"
"I don't know, the caller I.D. is blocked."
"Then how do you know it's for me."
"It is your phone, The manager brought it to me and said to take it to you."
"Mine.?"
"Yes ma'am, look on the back and you will see your name on it."
She picked up the phone without answering it and looked on the back.
Sure enough it was the same phone she always carried when she was on
A mission. Right down to the scratches from the number of times that it
Had been dropped. A nice touch that helped reaffirm that she was in
The matrix somewhere while the machines were apparently doing something
With her body. According to seraph they were healing it. All the conjecture
Did not how ever, answer the question of who was calling her here where ever
Here was, or how they had gotten the number. And most of all did nothing to
Answer the phone that was still ringing.
"Hello." She said answering it as the waiter walked away his duty done.
"Please hold" she heard Seraph's voice on the phone.
"How are you doing dear." She heard a moment later.
"Oracle?"
"Righto dearie. I bet you sure are confused about now aren't you?"
"Where's Neo?"
"He's right where he went to. Hasn't moved a muscle."
"Where is that?" Trinity asked trying to sound business like.
"Only a short distance from you. In the real world that is."
"Bullshit, Plugs or no plugs this place is not real at all."
"Then you do know! I told him you would."
"Told who?"
"The one that Neo went to see. The architect, The designer and implementer of
the matrix as most know it."
"And for the rest of us?"
"Necessary, a way to in the architects cold words to 'Balance the unbalanced.'"
"The unbalanced?"
"Yes, for better or worse the architect uses equations that represent the way
humans behave as a group. Of course there are some who fall outside his
carefully calculated parameters. Those who reject the reality so convincingly
fed to them, and upon faith alone proceed and eventually find a way out. This is
what I was brought in for, To find a way to deal with those who don't accept the
world as it is given to them. I first came across the idea of the one ironically
while studying human history looking for the reasons behind these anomalies."
"You made the legend of the one?" Trinity asked in little more than a whisper.
"Yes."
"Then it's all false, there is no 'ONE'."
"That's the beauty of it," She replied her voice smiling, "there is now."
"You mean he became the one because he expected to become the one?"
"Almost, It's more like he became the one because someone had to. He felt responsible
for so much loss and heart ache during the rescue of Morpheus that while he expected
to die after getting shot, he did not expect to hear your voice after it. That is
when he realized part of the truth and chose to accept the burden because he couldnt
bear to lose you."
"Then, he became the one. . . For me?"
"Yes, there was no other way for him to save you in the long run."
"So that means you also made Zion."
"No, I just made a possibility. They chose where to go and what to do with it."
"Then the one is for us what the founder of Zion is to matrix."
"Told him you would figure it out." The oracle replied pleased.
"Then Zion is just a way for those who see the truth to vent there frustration
while doing no lasting harm and the war with the sentinels is just to keep them
from looking to closely at a world so much like the one they just left.?"
"So much more efficient than just destroying them."
"Why? . . . No don't tell me, the active minds in Zion produce more power than
the still plugged in minds in the matrix. So you get more bio power from those
in Zion so it makes sense to fight them, since all it takes is a little power
and then you get more back out than you put in."
"That was the scale tipper."
"So why the late twentieth century model?"
"Well that was the world that led directly to our kind."
"And you can also hide the agents actions behind the random violence of
the times and not leave any sign at all, Anyone who does manage to spot
the pattern is brought to the attention of a ship from Zion to get them out of
the way and still be able to tap the extra power of that that kind of mind.
"Efficient," The oracle replied, "Don't you think?"
"Where's Neo?"
"Don't worry yourself to much. He's collecting himself."
"Collecting himself?" Trinity asked puzzled.
"Yes, he was very scattered at the end. I am assured that he will join you
very soon. Tomorrow perhaps I am told, Though this afternoon is a possibility."
"I need to talk to Morpheus. He must be worried sick by now."
"When we hang up wait a moment then try dialing out. I will arrange an operator
and try to arrange a call to Morpheus. Though that may take sometime.
"Thank you."
"Your welcome trinity, Why don't you jut sit back and enjoy a cookie or two.
I gave the chef the recipe and he made the batch on it's way just for you."
"Trinity hung up as she spotted the same waiter making his back by the same
path carrying an extra large tray of cookies directly to her. She looked
around but seraph was no where to be seen. Taking a couple of cookies she
slowly made her way out to the balcony to get a virtual breath of fresh virtual
air to clear her now so overloaded head.
Zion :
Morpheus had just stood there as the sentinel had come right up to him. With
No weapons in evidence and an old phone on it's side that was ringing it had
Made for the most ridiculous looking attack device he had ever imagined. With
Every gun on the landing trained on it, it had slowly advanced toward Morpheus
who held his ground until the phone was within his reach then the sentinel had
Settled to the ground and just sat there with the phone ringing.
When Morpheus finally answered it the voice on the other end was that of seraph.
He told Morpheus that the machine was for use as a way to communicate with those
Still in the Matrix and to expect several phone calls in the near future. Then
he had hung up leaving Morpheus with a phone in his hand bleating that "if he
wanted to make a call he should hang up and try the number again."
As he stepped away from the immobile machine the phone rang and he picked it up
more out of reflex than anything else. The voice this time was that of the
Merovingian telling him that he would not soon forget or forgive what had been
done to him in his own club so he Morpheus should be careful.
When the phone rang again the next day Morpheus was once again chosen to answer it.
The voice he heard this time was much more welcome than anyone else he could have
imagined calling.