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26 April 2009 @ 01:02 am
Read Neo's involvement in The Trinity Returns.

16 February 2009 @ 02:39 am
Read Neo's involvement in A Day in New Zion in February 2224.

21 February 2008 @ 12:35 am
Read Neo's involvement in Reconnecting.

02 February 2008 @ 04:14 pm
Read Neo's involvement in Neo's Hope.

25 January 2008 @ 10:49 pm
Read Neo's involvement in New Zion.

07 December 2007 @ 01:31 am
Read Neo's involvement in Finding Zion.

14 October 2007 @ 09:58 pm
Read Neo's involvement in The Ultimate Confrontation.

03 October 2007 @ 05:16 pm
Read Neo's involvement in Neo's Journey to the Source.

18 September 2007 @ 10:29 pm
Read Neo's involvement in Before the Battle.

08 September 2007 @ 08:49 pm
Read Neo's involvement in Finding the Way.

07 September 2007 @ 09:31 am
Read Neo's involvement in False Choices.

20 July 2007 @ 11:48 pm
Read Neo's involvement in Closing In on Morpheus.

27 May 2007 @ 11:53 pm
Read Neo's involvement in Enlightening Cab Ride.

14 November 2006 @ 07:44 pm
Read Neo's involvement in Recovering.

11 October 2006 @ 10:39 pm
Read Neo's involvement in Jailhouse Rock.

09 October 2006 @ 11:05 am
Read Neo's involvement in Wave of Fire.

09 August 2006 @ 11:42 pm
Read Neo's involvement in After the Storm.

As most of you must know by now, I am a quite details-obsessed role-playing gamer. I have seen other players create timelines for their characters (see S.D. Snake Plissken's character timeline, for example) so I thought it could be an interesting idea to establish a timeline for the story threads involving Cypher, Neo or Harvey (a male software programmer who unknowingly served as the receptacle for one of three copies of Neo's residual self-image and was turned into a female bounty hunter after that copy was deleted), The Merovingian, Morpheus, Smith, and Trinity.

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27 May 2006 @ 12:40 am
Read Neo's involvement in Time to be Heroes.

13 May 2006 @ 11:32 pm
Read Neo's involvement in Reunion.

10 May 2006 @ 11:00 pm

Neo found himself in the kitchen of the Oracle, with its small table, its bright colours, its small window. Wearing a brown leather jacket over a white t-shirt, blue jeans and sports shoes, Neo was standing in the doorway. The pain of his awakening was gone and he could smell the overwhelmingly comforting smell of freshly-baked banana nut bread. But the Oracle was not there and instead, sitting on the counter near the stove, there was the young Sati, playfully munching on a slice of the bread, her feet dangling above the floor. She lifted her eyes from her piece of bread and looked straight at Neo.

"Hello," she said, simply.

"Hello," Neo replied. "You... You are Sati, right?"

"Yes. And you are Neo."

Neo smiled.

"That's correct." Looking around, he then started: "Where is... "

His eyes had laid on one of the kitchen chairs and his smile had instantly disappeared. Three neat bullet holes had pierced through the wooden back of the chair. There was no blood, no shell on the floor, and Neo instinctively turned around, scared.

"She is gone," Sati explained, as Neo turned his head back at her. "But you might meet her again."

"Is this... Is this the Matrix?" Neo asked perplexedly. "And who are you?"

Her smile had disappeared.

"I am a messenger, Neo. They need to tell you things."

"Who they?" Neo asked, somehow impatiently. "The machines?"

She nodded and continued: "You brought peace. The Matrix was reloaded. And they kept you alive. They need you."

"If there really is a truce, if Zion is still standing, and if the machines have retreated, then nobody needs me anymore."

"Peace means the absence of war," Sati said, pensively. "It doesn't mean stability. And the stability of the truce is threatened as we speak."

Sati had not the infantile tone of voice that Neo remembered from his encounter with her and her parents in the Mobil Ave station. But she seemed to know things that Neo needed to know.

"Many groups have formed in the wake of the truce. They fight. They keep creating anomalies, powerful anomalies. And the truce weakened the control mechanisms. They don't control things that well."

She paused. At that exact, precise moment, Neo felt like as if he knew what she was going to say.

"Smith is back."

The news fell on him like a ton of bricks. Had all the efforts, the fighting, the suffering, the deaths been in vain? His teeth clenched at the thought of Trinity's ultimate sacrifice and of Smith's irreverent disdain for human life.

"He is still not accustomed to this new Matrix, though" Sati continued, seeing Neo's inner frustration surface in his eyes. "You too will need to get accustomed to the new code."

"No, I am not going back," Neo started determinedly. "I am not going back into the Matrix. The war is over, and I am either going back to Zion, to Morpheus, or dying in Machine City. No need for me to get accustomed to any new code."

"But you don't have the choice, Neo."

"Is that a threat?" Neo replied, almost aggressively, knowing full well that he was not really talking to a child. "I am through with this. I know it, they know it."

Sati tilted her head slightly to the side: "Don't you want to see her again?"

Neo felt as if someone had punched him hard in the stomach before grabbing his heart and squeezing it like a lemon.

"How dare you..."

Sati had thrown a crumbled sheet of paper at Neo, and he caught it before he could finish his sentence. Unfolding it, he saw a blurry portrait of Trinity. On a wanted poster.

"She is in the city. And she is not a programme."

Would she really be alive? If the machines had the means to keep me alive, maybe they had done the same for her!

Neo looked back up at Sati.

"They can take care of you and heal you, Neo. You won't be in pain if you go back into the Matrix. And you can see her again."

What's the catch?

"But they need you. The control mechanisms of the new Matrix are weak against the ever-growing number of powerful anomalies. All these different groups are fighting and causing trouble. And Smith has brought his malfeasance with him from the previous Matrix. They are loosing control. They need your help."

Neo had grown accustomed to these false choices. He was at the mercy of the machines, weak and injured in a closed vat, back in Machine City. Now that the war was over, it was perhaps sensible to maintain the stability of the Matrix. If the machines had honoured their part of the deal, any human mind that became aware of the nature of the Matrix would be allowed to be freed without interference. If the Matrix was destroyed or heavily disturbed, the machines might decide to terminate the truce, terminate Zion.

And if he accepted, perhaps could he find out whether she was indeed alive...

"To preserve your presence inside the Matrix," Sati continued before he could even answer, "they have copied your residual self-image into three shells. One is a woman, Sarah Edmontons, who had been kept in a coma. She is awake, now, but she doesn't know that she carries that copy. They will delete that copy as soon as possible, now that you are awake.

The second is a young man who worked as a software programmer and unfortunately, he learned about that copy of your code within himself. It changed his appearance to look like yours, and infused some of your traits into his brain and personality. They hope to be able to delete that copy as well, in order to return that young man to his original self.

The third one is the shell you have now, which was that of this building's superintendent."

Looking at his hands and then at his face in the mirror hung on the wall, Neo realised that when entering the Matrix a few minutes earlier, he had materialised inside the shell of a brown-haired, older man. But his appearance was now slowly morphing back into the residual self-image he was accustomed to.

"They need you to act as their guardian within the Matrix, Neo," Sati said while jumping down from the counter and onto the floor. "And there's no time to loose. Come!"

Sati had walked up to Neo and grabbed his hand with her own. Pulling him as they walked across the Oracle's apartment, they reached a door adjacent to the living room. She stopped and turned to face him.

"This Matrix is different, Neo," Sati said, looking up from her small height. "You'll see things you have never seen before. You'll meet anomalies you wouldn't have thought possible. But you'll also discover that you have skills and powers beyond what you have ever experienced."

Sati opened the door behind which stood a bright wall of white light. Almost as a reflex, Neo looked back before facing the open doorway. He was thinking of his body imprisoned in that vat, weak and at the mercy of these machines he now had to trust in a weird twist of fate.

"They will take care of you while you are connected," Sati said, as if she had read his mind. "If you succeed in your role, they might be able to bring you back home, back to Zion."

Neo looked down at her, wondering whether he still had the strength, the will, the courage to stand up and fight, especially to defend the very system he had fought so hard to bring down. And whether he really had a choice.

I should go. For Zion. For Trinity.

Neo then walked through the bright wall of white light he was facing, leaving Sati and her banana nut bread behind.


09 May 2006 @ 11:00 pm
A humming noise buzzed in crescendo.

Simultaneously, a metallic click, then a second one.

The humming noise reached a high pitch.

An intense flash of light.

The deafening sound of a thunderbolt.

Neo woke up.


Neo's first thought of the sentient Agent Smith, who Neo felt like he was fighting against just a few seconds before, was quickly replaced by an overwhelming feeling of acute pain, as if someone had burnt his insides. Neo wanted to scream but his mouth was gagged open by a wide oxygen tube inserted down inside his throat and into his lungs. His gagging reflex had been short-circuited but he could feel the tube, the discomfort, the pain. His nostrils and ears were blocked by rubber plugs but he could still hear some ambient noise.

The humming noise had now receded, and the immediate surroundings were calm again. Neo was lying down in a womb-like vat, filled with a warm viscous liquid maintaining him in suspension inside the pod. The pain from his burnt eyes made him suffer but he slowly realised that he was still able to perceive the aura of things around him. However, most of what he could "see" was total darkness, except for the contours of the pod in which he was lying. But even that aura was faint and blurry.

His next thought was of Trinity and instantly, a mixed but comforting feeling of sad happiness enveloped him like a thick duvet, as Neo remembered her tragic passing but also her face, her kiss, her love. Without her, he had not found any reason to keep fighting, and when Smith finally materialised into him, Neo felt that sacrificing his life also allowed him to leave the suffering of her loss behind.

But Neo was still alive, now, and the wave of acute pain coursing through his body was a clear and constant reminder. He however remained calm, recollecting the discussion with the Deus Ex Machina and the agreement they had reached on a truce between men and machines. He knew that the deal would be respected and that he had therefore fulfilled his role in the eyes of Morpheus and all others.

He could feel a multitude of cables and tubes connected to his cybernetic plugs, bringing to his body the necessary nutrients, monitoring his heart rate and breathing, running a low electric current through his muscles to maintain their development, regulating his body temperature. But his cybernetic implant at the back of his neck was free: he was not connected to the Matrix.

The aura of shapes and objects around him started to appear more and more precisely, and he could confirm that he was back in one of those translucent vats used by the machines to harvest humans. But he was not in one of those vast fields: he was in a large room and three Runner-like machines were at work around his vat. He could see their blurred aura, moving mechanically around him, apparently made busy by his sudden awakening. Neo could still not move, and the pain dissuaded him to even try.

Less than five minutes after he had woken up, Neo saw the three machines stop their movements. He could now see their aura very clearly but wondered why they had stopped so suddenly. He then started hearing a treble sound, faint at first, then definitely strident, as it seemed to come closer to his head.

Although he had felt it before numerous times, Neo's body jerked when he felt the cable plug itself into his neck.

He was going back into the Matrix.