Chapter 1
Notes: this fic picks up where reloaded left off, as I wanted to write my own version of revolutions, not being happy personally with the way the Wachowskis ended the trilogy- it just didn't work for me! Anyway, this is MY Revolutions! It's my first fic, so I'd really appreciate your reviews, just to give me an idea of what you think! Thanks! Enjoy!
Neo blinked his eyes open. The harsh white light was blinding as he slowly became more conscious, unsure of his surroundings. Suddenly remembering, he shot up- the sentinels, leaving the Neb, and then stopping them... it was at this point that his memory betrayed him.
And the sight that met him was unnerving.
It appeared that he was in the construct. He looked down, to his surprise, seeing not the Neo that had stopped the sentinels before he blacked out, but his RSI.
Somehow, he had jacked in without remembering...but how?
"Hello, Neo."
Neo, startled twirled around. And there, standing behind him...
"Oracle?"
"Yes. I always knew it'd be you," she stated, her eyes unblinking, staring straight at him. Neo nervously looked over his shoulder. "The Merovingian will be disappointed," continued the Oracle, though quieter, this time, looking at the floor, avoiding eye contact with Neo.
"I don't understand," replied Neo, "where am I? This isn't the construct, I can see that from the code, but I can't place it. How am I jacked in? How did I stop the Sentinels? How di-"
"This is nowhere, Neo. I thought you would have figured that out by now."
For a moment, there was silence.
"Oracle," Neo began, "I have the powers of The One in the Real World. It doesn't make sense. How did I stop those sentinels? I wasn't in the Matrix. Unless..."
Neo was stopped in his tracks, the reality of it all dawning on him, as if being poured over him like a bicker of ice cold water. The feeling of dread, of disbelief, and of fear, surging through his veins, pulsating strongly and making him feel as if he could no longer breathe.
The Oracle simply nodded.
"No. I won't believe it. It can't be."
"Why not?" replied the Oracle. "The Matrix you believe in is real enough."
"No. We escaped!" Neo run his fingers through his hair, becoming more nervous and fidgety. His other hand clawed nervously at the air. "Are you telling me that I've never been to the Real World at all? That the Real World, Zion, the ships, the sentinels even are all just a further part of the simulation? A further part of the hoax?!"
"Yes."
Notes: this fic picks up where reloaded left off, as I wanted to write my own version of revolutions, not being happy personally with the way the Wachowskis ended the trilogy- it just didn't work for me! Anyway, this is MY Revolutions! It's my first fic, so I'd really appreciate your reviews, just to give me an idea of what you think! Thanks! Enjoy!
Neo blinked his eyes open. The harsh white light was blinding as he slowly became more conscious, unsure of his surroundings. Suddenly remembering, he shot up- the sentinels, leaving the Neb, and then stopping them... it was at this point that his memory betrayed him.
And the sight that met him was unnerving.
It appeared that he was in the construct. He looked down, to his surprise, seeing not the Neo that had stopped the sentinels before he blacked out, but his RSI.
Somehow, he had jacked in without remembering...but how?
"Hello, Neo."
Neo, startled twirled around. And there, standing behind him...
"Oracle?"
"Yes. I always knew it'd be you," she stated, her eyes unblinking, staring straight at him. Neo nervously looked over his shoulder. "The Merovingian will be disappointed," continued the Oracle, though quieter, this time, looking at the floor, avoiding eye contact with Neo.
"I don't understand," replied Neo, "where am I? This isn't the construct, I can see that from the code, but I can't place it. How am I jacked in? How did I stop the Sentinels? How di-"
"This is nowhere, Neo. I thought you would have figured that out by now."
For a moment, there was silence.
"Oracle," Neo began, "I have the powers of The One in the Real World. It doesn't make sense. How did I stop those sentinels? I wasn't in the Matrix. Unless..."
Neo was stopped in his tracks, the reality of it all dawning on him, as if being poured over him like a bicker of ice cold water. The feeling of dread, of disbelief, and of fear, surging through his veins, pulsating strongly and making him feel as if he could no longer breathe.
The Oracle simply nodded.
"No. I won't believe it. It can't be."
"Why not?" replied the Oracle. "The Matrix you believe in is real enough."
"No. We escaped!" Neo run his fingers through his hair, becoming more nervous and fidgety. His other hand clawed nervously at the air. "Are you telling me that I've never been to the Real World at all? That the Real World, Zion, the ships, the sentinels even are all just a further part of the simulation? A further part of the hoax?!"
"Yes."