You woke up in a pod, got flushed away, met a group of people who have an ongoing war with machines... Life couldn't be better T---T. Until you met Tank, the enthusiastic, rebellious, and happy Operator on board the Nebuchadnezzar. --------- I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING! EXCEPT SOME OC'S! ALL RIGHTS TO THE WATOKSKI- waofski- wa.... TO THE WRITERS OF THE MATRIX. -------- This is my first fic so there is need for a whole lot of improvement. Suggestions and stuff will be greatly appreciated. Also on HIATUS. ------- Enjoy!
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