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## Tbone // HvCFT Libertas
## RELAY Initialized - Formation of the Furious Angels

I was freed at an early age...almost too early to remember. Supposedly I harnassed a great understanding of the Matrix. I was freed because some believed I could be the one. After seeing the Oracle, however, I was told that I was not the One but that I would be put to great challenges once the One was found. With this knowledge, I began working hard for Zion.

Initially I worked on repairing things. After I had a basic understanding of how things worked, I began working on building things for Zion's fleet. I learned about everything there is to know about hovercrafts through this. When I turned 18, I joined Zion's army. A part of me was eager to be assigned to a ship, but another part of me knew that it wasn't my time yet.

After working for almost two years doing tedious patrols and lots of maintanance runs, I heard a rumor that the One had been found. At first I thought it was too good to be true, but when I saw him step into the city, I simply knew it was him.

After I met him, everything sped up. It was as if everything I had been waiting for all my life was happening at once. We received word that the machines were on their way to destroy the city. I was quickly promoted to a small leadership position of a squadran. Evidentally my unusual power in the Matrix and my knowledge of machinery made me a prime candidate for this position.

The war was awful. I hated it, but at the same time I knew I was at home. When the dust had settled, I had lost count of how many machines I had taken down and how many lives I had saved. My entire squadran remained intact. We were the only fighting squadran that had no casualties.

Once the machines stopped, it was quickly realized that Neo had done his job. At last we were at peace - at least for the moment. I was named a war hero and began to help in rebuilding the city. At last I was able to get a ship back to condition to operate. There were many people who were ready to be freed, but we had no way of reaching them until a ship was fixed. Once the ship was fixed, one of our few remaining captains took it out to free some coppertops. I kept repairing ships. Meanwhile we had heard rumors that some of the freshly freed could not handle the reality that we had given them. They wished to live like cowards in the fake Matrix world.

I couldn't believe it when I received the transmission. The "Machinists", as we now call them, had hijacked our only operational ship, killing the captain and crew. The Zion Council knew that something had to be done fast. They came up with Operation Furious Angels. The name means that they need a task force that could both free more minds, being angels, but also get rid of the growing Machinist thread, hence being furious. They looked at who they had to lead this special operation. Even after the great number of casualties we had had in the war, I could not believe that I was at the top of their list. They remembered me as a hero of the battle and also recalled my amazing abilities in the Matrix. Because of my vast knowledge of both technology and the Matrix, I was chosen to lead this operation. I also heard a rumor that Morpheus had some input on the decision after consulting with the Oracle.

My assignment is clear. I am to be given as many ships as needed to be repaired and sent out to the Matrix. I am to recruit whom I believe are the best people Zion has to offer. Since we do not know who is for Zion and who is for the Matrix, the operation must be kept underwraps and my recruitment must be done in very vague hints through random transmissions. By the time the ships are repaired enough to enter the Matrix, we should have an army that will make Machine City tremble. I have made my choice and taken my path. Zion will not fail.

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