When I woke up, most of my vision flickered dark. I could barely see out of the remaining empty portion, and what I could see was blurred beyond recognition, like viewing the world through a sheet of dark water.

Someone came into my line of vision, a someone with pale golden hair. Definitely not Trinity. Nor Neo. I squinted, trying to think past the fog in my head.

"Falcon?"

"Huh?" I inwardly winced at my voice, raw-rough and barely audible.

"Just wanted to know if you were awake." A female voice, I could now tell.

"Barely. Who are you?"

"Not important. All you need to know is we're taking care of you and you'll be fine."

I was so tired, and even talking or trying to stay awake sapped my energy. The dark in my vision gathered, until it took over once more and I hear tell no more.

Awake again. This time, I could move, not just lay there. My left arm stung like crazy, and my head felt heavy, with a dull headache that blunted my ability to think.

Without looking, I reached down to scratch the itch on my arm. Cool metal and plastic met my fingertips. "Huh?"

I looked. A round metal disk, inlayed into my skin. Other ones dotted up and down my arms, but one of them had a tube connected to it. Like when I had been in the hospital for a gunshot wound, but the IV needle went into one of the plugs. I drew it out, and sucked in my breath as pain shot up my arm. Odd… Metal isn't sensitive.

The door opened, a rusty, unoiled sound, and I looked up. The grating sound increased my headache. The person who came in was, most likely, the person I had seen when I felt like I was gonna pass out any second.

"You were out for a long time. We were worried."

I glared. The young woman was about two years older than me, or at least, she looked like it. She looked about 15, with a mane of golden-brown hair, piercing silvery-blue eyes, and pale skin. A small smirk traveled across her face.

"Who are you?"

Her voice was cool, calm. "My name is Cat. Catastrophe, but Cat is easier. Kyra?"

"Falcon."

"Of course, but your real name is Kyrean, am I correct?"

"All depends on who you ask. "

We lapsed into a long silence. I finally broke it. "Who are you, really?"

"I told you."

"No… you didn't. Listen, I have no idea what is going on, but I need the truth."

"Then follow me." She turned, strode out of the room. I stood up, feeling shaky and weak. I hated feeling weak.

We entered a room. There was more machinery and wires than people, though there was a small group. A dark man, 'Morpheus' I told myself, a girl my age with curly dark hair and deep goldish/amber eyes, and of course, Neo and Trinity.

"Sekhmet."

The amber-eyed girl stepped forward, walking with a regal, leonine grace. Her whole manner reminded me of a lioness, and with her hair behind her shoulders, her face exhibited an angular beauty. She looked… warlike. That was the only way to describe her.

"Yes, Cat?"

"Can you please jack Falcon it?"

Morpheus strode over to a semicircle of old, strange-looking chairs and sat in one. Cat led me over to another, and the amber-eyed girl, 'Sekhmet' I reminded myself, secured me into the chair, clipping my wrists and feet in. I felt the old adrenalin boil in my blood. I struggled to keep myself from fighting the bonds. I hated feeling trapped.

"Calm down, Falcon." Sekhmet picked up something like a long thick needle, and my will to escape and run doubled. "Alright, listen, relax, and it won't hurt too much."

I forced myself to lie still, and she pushed the needle-thing through the plug on the back of my head. It hurt for an instant, then I was in blazing white. In contrast, I wore my usual all-black. Morpheus stood before me. He looked grim. "What?" I demanded.

"You ready to learn the truth?"

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My mind was reeling when Sekhmet pulled the probe from the back of my head. I fought the bonds that held me with all my strength, which was, considering I was in a tank being used to power machines most of my life, pretty strong. Once Cat unstrapped me, I stared from face to face. "Is all that true?" I demanded.

The faces were sadly sympathetic. Trinity nodded.

"No," I gasped. The adrenalin rush again, it made me want to fight them for lying, even though I knew it was the complete truth. I wanted to run away. My mind rebelled. "NO!"

Sekhmet tried to calm me down. "I'm sorry, Falcon, but it's all true."

"Holy shit…" I turned, walked a few steps, just until my legs gave out and I passed out from the stress.