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It had been 3 years already. Neo and Smith canceled each other out. The machines stopped their attack on Zion. The war ended and peace was restored. It seemed...

Morpheus had finally gotten over the death of trinity and the disappearance of Neo; the machines had after all brought back Trinities body, but not Neos. There was an agreement, between the Human counsel and the Machines-that all who saw the truth were to be freed and all who didn’t, would stay. Of course there were some radicals who opposed this idea, and some who supported it, which led to small civil wars, but nothing to large. But now Morpheus had a new crew: Sparks, Ghost, and Niobi. And they’ve been searching for months at a time... searching for him...

It had been just like any other day in the Matrix and the real world, Morph and his crew were combing the vast world and Matrix mainframe to no avail. But then a signal that made a shiver down all of their backs...Neos signal....

A dark alley-a man running faster than he ever ran before, 2 men in suits chasing him. We've got him now. The man is cornered by another 2, the first approaching now. He is completely surrounded.

"Mr. Anderson" says the first. "My name is "Agent Thomson". " you all look the same to me". Agents come and punch at him but miss, instead Mr. Anderson does a spinning back kick into the firsts throat sending him into a wall, and he then comes around smashing the 2nd agent with his left fist knocking him out. The 3rd then draws a handgun and opens fire; Mr. Anderson simultaneously turns to his left and lifts his arm out. All the bullets stop instantly about an inch from him. The last grabs him from behind but is disarmed and neck broken by Mr. Anderson. Then Mr. Anderson grabs his gun and opens fire-the agent dodges in a blur of movements so fast that not one bullet hits. "Figures" says Mr. Anderson. The last remaining agent runs at Mr. Anderson and starts punching wildly, Mr. Anderson blocks each one with almost no effort all with his right hand. And steps back and does a front roundhouse to the agent’s skull knocking him into a wall. "Figures" says Mr. Anderson.