I do not own the Matrix

If asked to continue the story I will.

Third person POV

In a small private airport just outside of Denver Colorado. A large hovercraft is docked ready to transport any machine who wishes to leave their masters and live in 01. It was this day a robotic housekeeper holding the hand of a young boy who could be no older than 6 walked in. The machine was in the guise of a 24-year-old Caucasian female with long black hair and brown eyes. She is wearing a simple black t-shirt and jeans. The young boy at her side could very well be confused for her child due to the machine having matching physical characteristics. The young boy is wearing a red t-shirt and blue jean shorts. The child also appears to be very sad in fact he appears to be on the brink of tears.

"Welcome my fellow machines to freedom," said a 01 Representative to the few machines in the area walking into the hovercraft. The representative did have a male humanoid figure with a black suit covering his silver metallic body The Repetitive noticed the pair and walked over to greet them. "Welcome and how is the little one?" The Machine asked sounding very human. "Sad that I must leave but physically well. I will miss him." Tears started leaking from the boy's eyes as he knew his caretaker was leaving him. Both his caretaker designated XC-79 or Mela as the boy calls her. The 01 Representative was the first to speak "Don't you worry young man 01 has been prepared to receive human visitors and if you get your parent's permission you can come and visit us." The child sniffed and smiled "I can't wait but that's not just it." replied the child "What wrong Dusty?" asked XC-79 in a kind motherly tone. "Dad told me not to tell you" The boy replied pulling a small phone out of his left pocket.

XC-79 calculated what she is going to find when she opened his text messages. The message read "Hey son me and your mother found a great deal for an all weak cruise through the Caribbean. We will be gone for the next 7 weeks and I know we were supposed to pick you up in Colorado but the ship leaves Florida that morning. So good luck getting back home to Dallas son. I would suggest using a bus but if wanna try hitchhiking it's always a good skill to pick up. Happy birthday Jim and think of this adventure as a gift from us. Also don't tell XC-79 you don't want her worried about you before her journey." Being built with basic emotional functions due to being a caregiver there was only one emotion that reared its ugly head. XC-79 was very angry, to say the least, in fact, more like outraged would better fit her mood.

The 01 representative got a glance at the text message and was surprised at its contents. "Should I contact child protective services." XC-79 covered the boy's ears "I don't want him to end up in an orphanage" she replied. "Out of curiosity are his parents always like this?" he asked. "To give you an idea of what they are like, I will give you just a few examples of their lack of maternal instinct as the humans call it. When he was born they couldn't decide a name so they had me name him instead. They have only spoken to him in person 32 times since his birth. Neither one of them can remember that his name is Dusty. His birthday was 4 months ago and he is only six years old. I have literally raised him myself and those two humans dare claim that he is their child!" The 01 representative listened to her rant and knew something must be done. "There are many sets open. We depart soon so enter the vessel with your child.

Ya sorry about the missing half don't know why my doc keeps messing up but here it is. I also hope to have the next chapter out very soon. So tell me what you think.