Chapter 1

Enter my story if you dare, but I don't want your sympathy.

You think you know how I'm feeling? No you don't. Not now, not ever. Why? Because you aren't trapped for eternity here, on the grid. Do you live with Tron, who trains you constantly? Didn't think so. You don't know what I've gone through, or what I've felt for the past two hundred cycles. I'm warning you, you're entering my story. Not yours. Mine. So it's my rules, my terms. Deal with it. Alright, I'll begin now. Starting with Kat.

She opened her eyes, today marked the 400th cycle since she's been here. It marked her birthday. Would there be cake? Of course not. Would there be a party? Nada. So Kat's fifteenth birthday would go unoticed, at least by the strict program that was her chaperone, guardian, protector, or as Kat liked to call it, her keeper.

Since she was seven, Tron protected her and her sister. He said he protected the users, something he never delved into. He acted like a warden, forbidding her from doing anything.

She rolled over, and stared at the white, spotless wall. Tron was a complete organization freak, she was the oppiset, making him constantly frustrated at her. Kat wasn't even sure how she made messes, but she did, and it started some of the many disputes between the two. She saw Tron as a father figure, she could hardly remember her human one.

Her memories of earth, of that other world, they started to fade. Eight years, she has been on the grid. Even if it was in the outlands, it still was surrounded by programs, and Kat was over home sickness. She knew that she wouldn't ever go home, but spite made her strong. Spite, that she wanted to punish Clu, derezz him from doing this to her, taking her life away.

She was over missing the outside world, she neglected it now. It was of her past, and now her curiosity lay in the city that lay sprawled out in the distance. Outlands were perfect.

Perfectly boring. The closest she ever got was on a light cycle chase, but that was a simulation. She made it out alive, Tron was pleased, but he didn't let her go out.

"It's for emergency," He told her, and Kat hated how he never seemed to care about how insane she was getting being inside the safe house for so long. She got up, and made her bed. She never mentioned her birthday, Tron never asked about it. Here, they didn't have calenders, and days that rotated, at least, not that Kat knew of.

She knew it was her birthday, her sister, from the very first day, started scratches on the wall. 2920 by today. Her fifteenith birthday, at least if you divided it by 365, you got eight. Eight years here, and the day Kat came into the grid, it was her birthday.

She tried to make the best of what she had, and with at least, fifteen light cycle batons at her disposal, she was going out. She stepped outside, wishing her sister was here. Part of why Tron never let her go out, was because her sister never came back. She knew he held himself responsible, but Kat was more prepared.

When Kat walked into the kitchen to hear nothing, and glanced around. Tron was usually here, the time they conversed, not that there was much to talk about, but she knew how to start a conversation.

She found him gazing out at the distant Argon City. He seemed deep in thought, but also seemed to watch something play out in the distant city. Not that he could see anything, but it was a seraching gaze.

"So what are you doing?" Kat asked after standing there for awhile.

"Thinking." Tron replied coldly, and Kat folded her arms. No duh.

"About?"

"Who should carry on my legacy."

"Oh, well, you'll find someone. Maybe they'll blow up Clu or something. But then they'd take my purpose in life." Kat pondered what would happen if Clu was killed, and then shrugged, part of his lack of responce, part of because Kat tried to find another meaning in life.

"Well, I'm going to go have breakfast. If you feel like joining me, feel free to."

"Later." Tron told her, and Kat walked out the door, and called as a goodbye, "Later."

Grabbing a pixle crossont, Kat munched on it absentmindedly. She tried to imagin what she would do today, maybe be suprised by a suprise birthday party, or maybe going to the pool and having a good time with her friends and family.

My family, a torrent of pain and homesickness tore through Kat's stomach and soul as she thought of home. Then a feeling of panic, as she couldn't remember exactly what her house looked like, and she realized she never bothered to know her home adress. She was just too young, too careless.

She glanced down at the pristine countertop, and found it suddenly hard to swallow the crossont. She saw a teardrop land on the clean surface, and she wiped it back. She shouldn't cry on her birthday.

She swallowed the rest of the crossont, and glanced back subconsciously, she didn't want to be seen tearing up. It would mess up her ninja-badassery thing she had going on with the training with Tron.

Letting out a sigh of relief that she was alone, Kat walked back into her room.

"Might as well pass off this day as quitely and boring as she could. Tron would be going through his brooding faze, every so often, after- she pushed the thought away, but couldn't help but feel the sorrow and guilt weigh on her shoulders.

"Kat, cycle training, now."

"Fine," Kat said with a sigh, and grabbed a baton and glanced at Tron.

"Outside, or simulation?"

"Outside," Tron answered, and Kat watched him as he grabbed his baton and walked to the exit of the safehouse. The side of the rock slid to the side once Tron typed in the code, and Kat started running, and then threw her baton out, before jumping onto the bike. She had always been a bit more daring than her sister, at least now. Before, she never took risks, the cycles scared her half to death. But now, it was a rush.

She swerved in and out to avoid rocks, and then glanced back to where Tron was gaining on her.

She smirked, and went faster. She raced against Tron, turning on her light trail, and Tron caught up with her. "Just try to control without-,"

"Using light trails- I got it, okay!" Kat shouted back, and turned the light trail off. Tron pushed her cycle roughly to the side, and she shoved him back.

"Focus Kat, you aren't in a game."

"Never said I was," Kat shouted back just as they both went on different sides of the rock, and Tron was about to slam into her again as soon as they passed the rock when Kat dropped behind him, and then sped forward, only to collide with Tron's light trail. Kat yelled in suprise when she went airborn, and crashed onto the ground.

"You know what you did wrong Kat? You weren't paying attention. What ever's on your mind, clear it. You need to focus to survive here," Tron told her as he helped a dazed Kat up.

"You said no light trail Tron!"

"That move, was dangerous. It works though, if you don't speed after them. That was your mistake Kat, you need to judge your opponent before you attack, and always be ready to react defensively if it doesn't work."

"It's not easy keeping up with you," Kat sighed, and Tron got on his bike, and, to Kat's suprise, offered a second baton.

"Again."

"You got it," Kat told him, before jumping onto her cycle and speeding ahead likeshe always did. She and Tron raced throughout the outlands, going beyond the gorge, and into another space, somewhere Kat had never been. She pulled back, but Tron accelerated forward, and she sighed, and raced after him.

He put on his light trail, and she mentally yelled at herself, she was good enough that Tron would not take it easy on her, and treat her like a normal opponent. Well two could play at that game, she thought with a smirk, and then swerved off the path. She sped foreward, trying to get ahead of Tron. Her smirk grew into a sly smile when she saw Tron just behind her.

She did a sharp turn that nearly resulted in a wheely, and then sped forward, going off the cliff. She angled her cycle to land in front of Tron, and when she landed and raced in front of him he got up and jumped over the light, landing in a roll. The bike blew up into pixles, and Kat glanced back in suprise. She turned her bike, and got off of it. She could hardly believe she just managed to beat her mentor, the greatest warrior of all time, at least on the grid, in a light cycle race.

"Did I just do that?" She checked to make sure her eyes weren't betraying her, and Tron was standing as he usually did, tall and proud.

Tron walked toward her, pride gleaming in his eyes and gave her a half smile.

"Yes Kat. Good work," Kat smiled, and asked "So, do we continue or-,"

"We need to go back," Tron said suddenly, and Kat narrowed her eyes, before she realized what was happening. "Are you okay? I'm sorry, I wasn't thinking-,"

"It was just a crash, but I should get back," Tron got on Kat's bike, and then Kat got on behind him. Speeding forward, Tron easily got over the gorge, and Kat winced when she felt him flinch.

When they arrived at the safe house,Tron walked up the steps, and didn't check for Kat, who was watching him silently. Tron didn't say anything as he disapeared from view, and Kat's mind whirred.

I can go into Argon, I can finally see the city! Kat's excitement started to fade, and pre-guilt and worry also came in. But that would be taking advantage of this- yeah, a chance I'll never get again.

Kat grinned and got back on the bike. She revved the engine, before taking off toward Argon. She wanted to test this world, see what it had become.

Okay, so this is my first Tron fanfic, and I am following Tron: Uprising, and I have seen Tron: Legacy, but it's been awhile, so if I make mistakes, please correct me. Also, if you want Kat's description, it's on my author's page. Please R&R, and vale! (latin for bye)