Cassie Sullivan's POV

It was Friday, the last day of school before Christmas Break. Hooray! Unfortunately, the day was a lot worse than expected.

The Mothership had been in the sky for ten days. That is, since two Wednesdays ago. My father believed that the Others were here to begin the evolution of the human race, again.

He was wrong. The Others were not here to evolve us, or to enslave us, or to corral us into cages. They were here to kill us. All of us.

And yet, there was one hope for the human race. That hope led beyond the other side of a red pill and a trip to wonderland. I didn't know that when the Others first came. In face, I and many others went through a whole lot of trouble involving the post-apocalyptic scenario and the creepy trust-no-one situation before we found the route to salvation among other human beings. But now, I suppose you want to hear what happened.

It is probably the last remaining record of humanity, and can probably go into the history books someday.

Anyways, where I left off, I was in English class on Friday and was poking around on my phone like a true 16-year-old, when some REALLY weird things happened. There was an explosion outside, and I watched three kids tumbling out of a car. They got up and started running towards the school.

Then, a voice came on the intercom. "We have three unknown civilians on campus. They are armed with deadly weapons. Please stay in your classrooms. This is a lockdown."

Utter panic ensued, with kids leaping out of windows to escape. My friend Lizbeth and I stayed slightly calmer than the rest of the class, instead heading to the backpack area and burying ourselves. We heard the teacher trying to restore order, when her voice was cut off. I peeked out from under the packs to see what she had done.

Standing there was a man wearing a grey suit. His brown hair was immaculately combed to the side, and he was wearing black shades. He took one look at me and pulled out a pistol.

"Stay down," he said.

"Never," Said a voice. Suddenly, one of the three kids jumped on him. But he was easily thrown off and smashed into the wall. "Ha ha ha, Mike French," he said. "Agent Oscar," replied the kid, whose name was apparently Mike. "You can't kill me, you are only a boy," said the tux guy. "My Punches will send you to the moon!" the boy ran to him and gave a terrific punch. The man sailed out of the school and through several buildings. "Yes whoo hoo!" the boy cheered said. He started doing a dance when a girl yelled his name far across the hall. "I'm on my way!" he replied" and just like that, he was out the door.

I decided that I was better off not coming out. "Cassie, what was that?" Lizbeth said shakily.

"Why the [censored] are you asking me?"

End of Chapter One

Morpheus's POV

"What are they doing?!" I asked myself. First, they disobeyed my orders and engaged agents. Second, they totally attracted the authorities by shooting up a high school. Lastly, they didn't shoot those girls under the backpacks! They could've turned into agents at any second. Sigh

"Zhantov, send some people in their to save them," Morpheus said.

"Out of the question," Zhantov said.

"Why?" Asked Morpheus.

"Look," said Zhantov. Morpheus took a look at the holomap of the land around Zion, only to see a huge swarm of robots approaching. Oh… thought Morpheus.

"Um… what are you waiting for, Zhantov? Mobilize the defenses!" Morpheus yelled.

"Right away sir, right away!" said Zhantov, turning to his controls and barking orders into a mic. Meanwhile, Morpheus was mobilizing himself down to the armory, as quickly as he could. However, this errand was complicated by the bullet wound he had received to his leg recently. If there's a God, he thought to himself, may he levy all his curses upon bullets. Suddenly his leg started to hurt even more.

Finally, after intense agony, he made it to the armory. He reached out to grab a gun, but decided against it cos he thought bullets were cursed. He grabbed a battleaxe instead. Directly afterward, he contacted the trio of children who were in the matrix.

"YOU GUYS ARE ALL IDIOTS!" he yelled.

"We're trying to focus!" Mike replied angrily. "What did we do?" Justin asked. Morpheus could hear gunfire coming from his general vicinity.

"You pointlessly risked your lives in engaging agents, you revealed your Matrix power, which was supposed to be secret…"

"You never told me it was secret!" Mike protested

"And Mike didn't shoot the two girls under the backpacks who would've turned into agents!"

"Um… I'll get back to you about that."

Morpheus sighed. "I'm coming to save you, okay?"

"We don't need to be saved," Lena said.

"Look out!" Justin yelled

"That's it, I'm going," stated Morpheus

Mike's POV

Mike had little time to think as he ran towards Lena. He heard her scream, then blam, off like a rocket he shot. He also heroically saves 20 kids, like he'd always wanted to. As he got there he could see Lena, with a bloody face and tattered jacket and shirt. Justin was guarding her and got shot in the chest with the Desert Eagle.

"Justin!" He yelled. "I'm alright," he responded. He got up, and tried to fire his TAC-45s at the agent, but he just dodged them like they were nothing. Then, Mike ran, lifted the agent up, and tossed him up into the ceiling. When he came down, all it took was a bullet shot from Justin. "Thanks Mike," Justin said. "No problem man, you definitely needed me, Singe." Then, Mike was shot several times in the legs and once in the belly. "Mr. French," said the agent, standing over Mike, "you've made me and the other very angry, and now you must-"

But his voice was cut off as a dark stain started spreading on his shirt. He toppled over to reveal Morpheus. He bent down and pulled the thrown axe out of the Agent's back.

"Looks like you guys do need saving after all," he said.