Game Central Station- 10A.M.:
The Surge Protector skipped about happily across the deserted station. Quarter Alert had just sounded and all of the programs who still belonged to consuls had long gone. He had just discovered that a new plug had been added. A new game was going to be installed. The installation process normally took four hours, but Mr. Litwak liked to give the games an extra twenty, just in case.
Surge rounded the corner of Super Mario and stood in the mouth of the new plug. He took a deep breath, relishing the scent of new electrical currents and metal. The murmuring whir of the installation process lazily echoed off the cavernous walls. Surge smiled. With no programs around to spot him, he could occupy himself with his favorite pastime.
Surge placed a small carrying bag beside him on the floor. He rummaged around and pulled out a few cans of spray paint. He beamed in anticipation and set to work.
A shadowed figure watched as Surge began to deface the latest Plug Wall. The figure stared past him, toward the station. In a flash, it raced off.
Surge jumped as the alarm blared behind him. "What the-?" He saw the very edge of a shadow jump through the portal to the station. He stumbled up and ran after the shadowed figure, his spray paints forgotten.
"Hey, come back here!" He yelled. Surge skidded to a halt in the station. He looked back and forth but only spotted the normal programs. Pong played itself at the far end of the station. Q-Bert sat disgruntled in front of the Pac-Man plug along with some various homeless programs. Where did that thing go?
Surge shook his head and decided he must've been hearing things, when he noticed her. A new program stood near the information wall and stared out at the station around her. Surge got a good look at her and realized she must've come from the new game.
At seven feet tall, she wasn't the tallest program but she wasn't the shortest either. She had dark brown hair in the shape of a pixie cut and tan skin. She wore brown leather combat boots, lime green jeans and a grey tee with long black sleeves. She appeared humanoid but one feature stood out, her wings. The right wing was covered in light cream and white feathers. Her left wing was leathery and deep red in color.
She didn't seem to be a main character. Surge suspected she was in an RPG that required a player to choose different options. The option they chose would likely change the storyline. Most likely, she was a character that acted as a guide. She probably switched up stories to confuse players and make her a hard program to trust. She could be helpful or hurtful. It really depended on her mood.
Surge shrugged. Whoever she was she didn't have authority to be there. He strode confidently toward the new program and cleared his throat. The new program turned slowly to stare at him through narrowed eyes. Surge gulped, somehow this program managed to scare him without even saying anything. He shook himself, "excuse me miss but I am the Surge Protector."
"So?"
"Well you just triggered the random alert and I need to ask you a few questions."
The new program's eyes narrowed further then she smiled, "Ok, so ask."
"Ok. What's your name?"
"They call me Candace."
"Great. What game are you- Where are you going?!"
"You're boring so I'm leaving pipsqueak."
Surge puffed up his chest, "I don't think so! You have no authority here!"
Candace's eyes flashed dangerously, "What are you gonna do about it?"
"Well first, I'm gonna bring you in—"
"Not if you can't catch me!" The cheeky program dashed away.
"Wha-HALT!" Surge called angrily as he chased after her.
"Ooh, I'm sooo scared!" Candace called over her shoulder and laughed.
The two raced around Game Central's perimeters. Candace led Surge toward Pong and jumped in time to miss the ball. Surge yelped as the little white ball slammed into his side. He landed on the ground, doubled over in pain.
Candace continued on as if nothing happened. She scanned the many titles and spotted one that intrigued her. She looked over her shoulder and saw Surge up and running. He was still slightly out of breath and was slowing down rapidly. Candace laughed and headed straight toward her destination.
"Oh, no you don't!" Surge yelled. He made one last ditch dash and managed to zip past her. He reappeared in front of the new program. Candace just smirked and dashed past him and raced into the game beside him. Surge howled in frustration. 'She tricked me!' Curiosity grabbed him. He walked over to the game's plug and read the sign. Sugar Rush?! What terrors could a program like that cause there? He groaned as he realized he would have to go in and find the renegade program.