Hey guys, sorry this took so long. Two words: No life.
But I should be able to get on more often now, as after this week (the first week of December) I should have less to do and have more time on my hands.
This is the sequel to "I Don't Want You to Forget". If you haven't read that, you might want to check that out first, then things will make more sense. Unlike the last, this one is NOT based off a song.
Without further ado, I present From the Darkness.

Prologue-The Day it All Went Wrong
CRASH!

Tron was jerked awake by the sound.

Of course the one cycle I decide to take a rest...

His next thought sent his mind flying.

Intruders!

It was a silly and slightly paranoid thought, but still he slipped out of the room and down the dark hall. disc in hand. From around the corner, he can see the light in the main room is on and a shadow is stumbling around, causing loud crashes and chaos.

Tightening his grip on the disc, he sent himself around the corner. He tackled the startled figure to the ground roughly and held a disc to the figure's throat. Finally, he looked down at the figure's face to see his young apprentice, eyes wide in surprise and many other emotions.

Beck!

Sighing in relief, Tron got off of Beck and helped him to his feet, "You alright?"

Beck looked between him and the ground, softly mouthing words that Tron did not catch.

"...Beck?" He asked in a gentler tone. The young program could be experiencing the Glitch again.

Beck put his left hand fingertips to his temple and shook his head, "Fine...I..."

Tron waited patiently until Beck looked up again.

"I'm fine."

Tron nodded, "Good." He knew it was lie, but arguing so would only anger the younger program and they were already walking on a tightrope due to the Glitch.

He walked into the energy storage and opened the cabinet when two arms grasped him around his neck. He could barely take a breath before he's slammed into the cabinet wall.

"Where am I?" the voice hissed in his ear. "Tell me!"

Tron would have easily recognized the scared voice but instinct had taken over, like in the old Monitor days of the Grid. He turned and slammed the form into the wall, and Beck pulled out his disc to fight. Tron grabbed the edge and, ignoring the burn, thrust up.

Beck screamed as the disc hit him in the shoulder, near his neck. He let go of Tron and leaned back against the wall, gripping his arm. The scream snapped Tron out his daze, and he blinked as he refocused.

"Frag!" he hissed and he came close to Beck. As his hand touched his arm, Beck flinched away, his cold yet scared eyes brimming with tears of pain.

"Beck..." he whispered, "I'm so sorry."

He doesn't recognize his own name...

He barely remembers to breathe, he adds in thought as he sees Beck start panting for air, still clutching his barely intact arm.

"Shh..." Tron forced himself to be gentle as he leaned closer. Beck didn't move, but he seemed ready to bolt. Quietly, Tron looked over Beck's arm. Instantly, his promise to Beck's friends comes to mind and the guilt escalated.

"I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to..."

In most cases, Tron would pull out his disc to end the young program's misery. But he made a promise, and by the Users he was going to keep it.

So instead, Tron gently pinched Beck's shoulder, sending the young program into sleep. Once certain he wouldn't wake, he picked up Beck and took him to a familiar chamber, one he had rebuilt in emergencies after he was healed. He gently set the program inside, put an oxygen mask on his face, then started it. The chamber began to heal Beck's arm and soothed his Glitch-infected dreams. Sighing, Tron looked down at the board.

Today was the cycle he would rue for ages to come. Today was the day Beck hit bottom. From now on, he was dealing with a program who was consumed by the Glitch.

I apologize as I know this is not my best. But you let me know what you think please, it'll help me gain an understanding of what you guys would like to see.