I don't own runaways, and this will probably never happen. If you have kept up with the comics then you know there's no way this fits in to current continuity so this is a "What if" fic
"Dang, there's no good music on here", Victor said as he scoured through the frogs computer files. "I figured Chase would have downloaded this thing to capacity". It was late Tuesday evening, and every member of the runaways who couldn't just recharge their batteries was asleep, Victor learned this was peak time to mess around with the frog and learn all of its functions. Somewhere around midnight he had given up on looking for a radio tuner and had opted to just download some music. The frog was entirely unhelpful, twice telling him the current music files were password protected. "Who puts a password on music", victor thought. He had spent the better part of the evening trying to get into the one folder labeled simply "Benatar". The file was huge, and victor was pretty sure that Pat Benatar had not put out 40 gigs of music in her career. Victor's face glowed green from the screen he was using to pull up the music; there were actually a few different hardrives in the frog, rather than one huge central drive. He had checked everyone but this one and this was the first sign of anything resembling music. The file was proving stubborn, and he couldn't figure out the password, trying everything from "pride" to "Velociraptor". Nothing worked, so victor figured he'd interface directly with the computer. Opening his head like this always creeped him out though, but he continued to access his personal USB port. The back of his head butterflied out to reveal a USB connection similar to the one used on an IPod. Touching back there to connect it always felt gross for some reason. When he hooked up he selected the "access new device function", and then Victor Mancha found himself in cyberspace.
For those of you who don't travel to cyberspace frequently allow me to describe it for you. For Victor It was a lot like going to the library. Hardrives are really just huge filing systems and Victors programming processed it like a library, big stacks of "books" which contained programs and files. Traveling is a bit more difficult to describe, it's not as if Victor walked through this computer library, it was more like he thought about walking and then he was where he wanted to go. It's okay if that doesn't make sense, Victor doesn't really understand it either. The robot boy navigated his way to the appropriate folder, which was still locked for all intents and purposes. A big chain was wrapped around the box. As he attempted to open it the box prompted him to give the password. Still at a loss for what the password was, victor put this particular file down and attempted to find some ghost files, anything in this area of files that had been deleted. While it wasn't possible to access these files anymore, he could read the properties of the lost files, much like lost books that are still in the card catalogue. Most of the files were too vague to guess at a password, stuff like journal entry 5 and strategy A was the gist of it. But there was one file that said it all, RPG contacts. This file had to have been saved by Alex, the one runaway that Victor had never met, he'd been around for the whole resurrection of Alex's father though, not very fun. So going back to the box, with all the knowledge he had of Alex Wilder at his disposal, he attempted to open the folder.
10 minutes later…
"What the heck!" Victor exclaimed, "Why can't this kid just use his birthday like a normal person!" Victor didn't know a lot about Alex, so he had been trying unsuccessfully to enter variations of Geoffrey and Alex Wilder as the password. His last attempt had been Wilders birthday, which didn't work so he took some time to figure out what it could be. Vic knew Alex betrayed his friends; try traitor. Didn't work. Alex liked RPG's; try NOOB killer or something. None of Victor's gaming references worked. The only other thing Victor knew about Alex was that he had dressed up like Spiderman for Halloween once. So, ready to give up Victor entered Spiderman as the password. "Password Accepted" said the box. The box opened but it wasn't music files or a journal or any of that. It was a program, entitled "ghost". He decided to execute the program, and there before him stood Alex Wilder.