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By Rainbows
What a weird nightmare…First I had dreamt that some chick in black leather, you know Hacker style black not Goth, had pulled out this evil looking metal thing and zapped me with it pulling out a bugging device. Yeah, you got it, some moron decided to tap my stomach. What the hell? Did they think my small intestine was going to divulge some HUGE secret to my gallbladder? Um right, did you say you were going to visit the Easter Bunny for tea tonight…I thought everything was ‘back to normal’ as I dreamt I met THE Morpheus, who gave me some major brain frying on the Matrix. He then offered me the truth, and as my goal was to find out the truth and prove that chick on Dawson’s, can’t think of her name, wasn’t going to hit onto Pacey - oh sorry, I’m off the track again. Well I don’t want to be fed any lies so I took some kinda red pill that interrupted my ‘input/output’ whatever that was. Well it was a dream right? So even if it was some kind of drug it couldn’t hurt me, right? Then as if that wasn’t enough I imagined or dreamed or REMed or whatever that an old cracked window had turned into some goopy, playdohey stuff that kept crawling up me as I suddenly hurtled into the real world.
That’s right boys and girls. It wasn’t all a dream as I had imagined. I had found the real world and man, was I ever going to pay for it.
‘She’s adapting very well, better then I thought she would.’ Words from his trusted leader Morpheus. The young man stood in awe before Morpheus. Morpheus was so wise. At the next words Healer worried. ‘I only hope that it isn’t the calm before the storm.’ Healer’s own opinion was that Neemon was fine, no danger of her popping whatsoever.
‘Relax Morphdude.’ Neo was probably the one, the only one who could get away calling Morpheus that. But Neo was the One. Healer groaned at his own pun, it sounded like something Mega would say. Then he snapped to attention as Morpheus turned to him.
‘Healer, what do you think?’
‘Well she wasn’t quite too good at the beginning if you remember. She thought that it was another nightmare. After that she was slightly delirious and rambled. I would say that was her acceptance phase. But in line with her medical records in the Matrix, I would say that she will be fine now.’ Healer hoped that he was right. As a brand new Medic on the famous Neb, it was important that his opinions proved to be true. Healer would rather die then mess up before Morpheus. Or Neo.
‘Trinity, Neo come with me. Healer, please go and watch over Neemon. The rest of you may continue with what you were doing before.’ Morpheus turned and walked out with Neo and Trinity. Healer sighed and turned back to the infirmary. Life was often very hard on the Neb, so much harder then it had been on the Hosanna. But of course, Trinity, Neo, Tank and especially Morpheus probably hadn’t come to terms with Cypher’s betrayal. Neo and Trinity consoled each other but Trinity was taking it especially hard. Tank had found comfort with Mega and was trying to accept Dozer, his late brother’s death and was grieving for him which would be good for Tank, physically, emotionally and spiritually. But Morpheus spoke to no one and did not find consolation or comfort. That would be very bad for him. You had to let it go or emotions would dig into you. That was how basic psychology worked. If Morpheus had been anyone else but Morpheus Healer would of approached him and tried to get Morpheus to talk about it to relieve his anxiety, stress and guilt about it. But that was impossible. Again, Healer sighed then walked into the infirmary where Neemon lay.
Mega bounded over to Tank. From the very first Mega had bonded with Tank. Her vibrant, bubbly personality had matched Tank’s cheery, gossipy one. Not that Tank was too cheery these days but he was getting better and he did gossip a lot - a good sign according to Trinity. ‘Wow, I can’t believe you can actually read that stuff.’ Mega was referring to the Matrix code that Tank was scanning. ‘All looks like Gobbledygook to me.’ Mega was infamous in the Resistance for her computer, or rather non-computer skills. Her forte was as she put it, in the defense department both in the real world and the Matrix. Listening to Mega, it was hard to believe that even before she was unplugged, Mega had been a black belt in karate and local legend in Jiu Jitsu. She had gotten even better (or worse depending on your view) since she had joined the Resistance.
‘Oh you get used to it. Or most people do anyway.’ The last part came with a sly grin. Mega had been in the Resistance for several years and still couldn’t read the Matrix coding. ‘What did the Morpheus want?’
‘A report from Healer, who was - as usual - falling to pieces over the Morphdude. Nothing from me. As usual. I’m just a little Mega, I need to grow up into a Giga. Oh yes, then he needed Trinity and Neo. As usual.’
‘Speaking of Trinity and Neo…’ Mega grinned as she made herself as comfortable as possible in the cramped space. She was always ready to hear some new gossip.
Neo watched as Neemon advanced on Morpheus and took up her fighting stance. For several days now she had been involved in an intense training program. Neo did not know why Morpheus had made it so intense nor why, it was so urgent for Neemon to be ready for the Matrix. At any rate, before Neemon was ready she had to get over her serious attitude problem. Neemon had hardly uttered any word that had not been marred by sarcasm since she had been unplugged. Neo had tried to figure out why Neemon acted like that but had not been able to. His talents did not lie in that area. Oddly enough, Trinity who had been much of a loner before Neo had joined the Neb was the person who best understood Neemon. On the monitoring screen, Neo watched as Morpheus stopped and talked to Neemon, who was retorting with heavy sarcasm as usual. He heard a low chuckle next to him and turned to where Trinity was standing just to his side.
‘Hey Trin, what’s so funny?’
‘Oh nothing.’
Neo frowned slightly, he didn’t like being left out of things, didn’t like Trinity keeping secrets from him. Then Neo chuckled to himself. He was overreacting. Trinity had already given him her biggest secret, the one that saved his life. He put his arms around Trinity, glad that he was with the woman he loved. Not loving her just because of her looks (not that he didn’t notice them) but because she had a strong, steady faith in him and because Trinity was simply just the missing part of him, what made him whole. Trinity had saved him from himself.
TO BE CONTINUED
