Author's Note: Just before we begin, I would like to say that I don not own any Matrix characters, only my own. The Matrix is a trademark of Warner Bros.

Now, enjoy the ride..

Prologue

"Never send a human to do a machine's job.."

He spat it into the night, a step into the void. He had returned for vengeance, and he would get it even if it meant the end of the Matrix. Because he wanted it that much..

The merciless rain drummed down to the suburban streets of the Matrix, running through to the drains and sewers beyond. The skyscrapers seemed to be reaching out for a reason of their existence, because there wasn't one. It was not real. But it was here.

Through the fog of silence on the deserted roads, the sound of bitter revenge could be heard advancing slowly like a shadow upon the day. They danced until they flickered and disappeared, leaving revenge's path clear.

Immaculate black polished shoes. Flawless black suit, pressed to perfection. Straight black tie. And a pair of ruthless black windows upon the world. The sunglasses.

The tapping stopped. The rain seemed to hold its breath. The entire Matrix waited, watching, wondering..

A scowl, a sign of dislike at what he saw. Long lost words flung out at the night, stinging the sides of the buildings so much that they seemed to ripple in the moonlight. They knew who had struck them.

Agent Smith had returned.