A/N: Well, would you look at that? I actually got an idea for a sequel of Change of Program. I just hope it does succeed. If not, well... I'll let the future tell me so. Any way, we start of with a introduction of the past before we move on forth to the first chapter. Enjoy for now. Although updates may be slow. I'm working on two others stories; A Killer's Reunion and One Turbo-Tastic Night - So sorry I haven't updated that one yet! I'll get it done ASAP!
The following characters does not belong to me. All characters belong to the creators of Wreck-It Ralph; Walt Disney.
Sugar Rush. It once held quite a story that sent the go-cart racing game sitting at Deaths door a year ago when a retro racer who was born with a growling stomach that only ever demanded for one thing; attention. The racer grew stubborn and also malevolent when he could not feed his lust - the gamers, that is, and how? Well, by playing his game that is now long gone and ever unlikely to be seen as a cabinet in the arcade or compatible for a console.
After spending a decade skulking and regretting what he had done, the misery rose to joy when word spread around the station of a new racing game. He was also filled with jealousy when his luminescent eyes took in the surroundings of the sugar confectionery game and its vast memory. So was envious was he that his criminal ways heightened into madness aswell as a strange personality which he successfully moulded into an abandoned character as he banished Sugar Rush's lead character to 15 years of solitariness and no memory of their ability that was seen as perilous even to the avatar racers of Sugar Rush.
His downfall of being the lead character was what almost threatened the game to be unplugged. Not long after been defeated by others of the arcade, he returned. At first forgetful, but as he was surrounded by those who could only ever be reminded of him of his unforgivable ways, he knew deep down that if he ever had the chance to remain alive and not experience death again, he gradually made his promised amendment; sacrificing himself to save the game that nearly crumbled into nothing, and all because of a flaw in his code that Sugar Rush recognised and gladly sustained the racer into reset mode that brought on a river of tears and anxious waiting of five days for the racer to see the light of day and a surprise that were his fellow racers from his old game.
Now, after living a year free of the first obnoxious flaw that was a glitch and the horrifying threat of a virus, the racer was living his life to the full in with his friends and twin brothers in Sugar Rush.
He, Turbo, was living a Turbo-tastic life! Or is he?