Author's Note: WELCOME! Both to those who have already read the first part of the story and those who didn't... But I have to say shame on you to the latter. Nah, maybe not shame on you but I would recommend you to read the first part since there're many things in the second one you wouldn't understand.

And now I just wanna say ENJOY AND REEEEVIIIIIIEEW (I want them, I want Reviews, GIMME REVIEWS *_*)

END OF LINE

/New Born/

"You're nuts!"
She sat at the roadside and drank from a little bottle. Together with a black-haired male program, she watched two others, that stood in front of them and argued.
"You don't know anything!"
"No, you don't know anything! Codd beats Aydar easily, face it!"
The one next to her rolled his eyes. She grinned and sipped on the bottle.
"Aydar would trick Codd, so that he can't tell up and down!"
The other snorted. "Bullshit! Let someone else decide. Arris?" He looked at her. "Who would win in a disc fight: Aydar or Codd?"
All eyes were on her.
Susan sighed. "Codd."
One of them laughed loudly. "Whooho! Didn't I tell you?"
Then the argument began again.
"Oh man...", Susan whispered.
"Do you want to leave? I can't stand these idiots anymore."
She nodded gladly and the black-haired program helped her get up.
His name was Kyto. He was a mechanic-program. Susan had met him approximately 63 cycles after the Purge. She already lived here on the streets of the lower levels of Tron City for 144 cycles. There were no wanted lists anymore, however she and many others were wanted though, but not specifically by name, but generally all revolts.
Most of them expressed oneself by not wearing discs since there was the rumour that CLU let them be controlled, which wasn't proven. Susan did not consider it true, wore no disc nevertheless, as a symbol of resistance. Though they had to hide since sentries patrolled through the streets with their recognizers and if you were caught without a disc, you were sent to the arena with no ifs, no buts, where you had to fight against programs, whom you might already had fun with. And all other programs around were thrilled about these friend-fights.
Fortunately, none of her friends had been caught by now. Acquaintances, yes, but no friends. Although Susan could not pride herself on having many friends. Mistrust prevailed on the streets, too much hatred that one could actually catch nice programs, let alone making friends. Kyto was the only one that she knew quite well and would probably declare as a friend.
Nevertheless, if she thought back to the times when friendship had been something completely different.
She sometimes had to think of her formerly best friend Kevin Flynn. Most programs thought that he was dead since he was nowhere to be found since the Purge. Susan strongly hoped that that wasn't true, but she could not be sure.
Also, she oftenly devoted thoughts to Tron, to the good old times with him, the times, when they had had fun together. His death really cracked her, but she had to move on. But she couldn't avoid it to remember him when she did the training exercises he showed her a long time ago, and since she worked out every day, she had to think of him quite often.
Though not even half as often as she was thinking of him. Of Zuse. Constantly tags of memories creeped into her mind, some tiny detail, and then she always was really out of it. When he'd left her, she had been all alone and sometimes she wished she had never let him go. The longer she lived here, the more obvious it became. This place was not for Zuse. He would survive easily, clearly, but he wouldn't be happy here. But was he actually happy wherever he was now? Susan had no idea where he was. There had even been a time when she had thought he was dead, but then she began to listen to the people. After a while she recognised that these programs on the streets regarded him as a legend. They talked about him filled with awe, since he not only survived the Purge as someone who defended the ISOs, but also because of the rumour that he had managed to let douzens of User-believing programs disappear, get them to a save place without any trouble. He had broken the law only to rescue those programs, wherefore one actually received severe punisment, maybe even deresolution, though he had been so good in whatever he did, that he couldn't have been caught. He could get anyone, anywhere, they said.
Susan always had to smirk when she heard how they talked about him.
However, everytime she heard his name, some kind of electric shock flashed through her. She always felt way better instantly. After they seperated she only recognised how good of friends they had been. He had saved her life in the Outlands and also prevented her from a total psychological crash. He was the best friend one could imagine. He had supported her and liked her how she was. Like she did too.
Nonetheless, before she gave her disc away, she had changed her outfit. Immediately, she had removed the pink hair that was now about shoulder-length and black. Her black suit, whereon her old circuitry mark, the little triangle, gleamed in white, was tight and practical, a real fighting suit, which was advantageous to her daily training. Some programs that knew her were wondering why she was so good in fighting, but she just always answered that she had helped system sentries in the past, then they mostly didn't ask anymore.
Today she wanted to do her training exercises too.
After Kyto had taken them away from these squabblers, Susan immediately took a baton and her own energy built a blade out of it. Susan had to laugh sometimes since this thing reminded her of a lightsaber from Star Wars.
"Tell me...", Kyto said while watching her exercising. "Why are you not participating the games? You know, 'who wins, survives' and you would definitely win. Then you'd become famous and you would have a better life..."
She laughed. "I don't think so. CLU certainly wouldn't release a revolutionary after a fight. I mean, habe you ever seen one of our people coming back, after the Recognizer caught them?"
"No... But maybe they just didn't want to come back, didn't want to live here any longer after they had
"Tell us another, Kyto... By the way, sounds like you'd like to be elsewhere too."
"You can't blame me for that, do you?", he murmured.
"It's better than deresolution."
He gave her an angry look. "You think I couldn't make it in the arena?"
"We're doing this again?"
It annoyed her. Sometimes Kyto pretended he was born to do heroic deeds, as if he was the only one who could change something about the situation with CLU. Though he was not like that at all. If worst came to worst, he would hide. He was a coward against his will. He would like to mean something, she knew that, but his fear stood in his way.
So Susan took care that he didn't put himself rashly in trouble. She looked after him without showing it too openly.
"Kyto, listen. You have a brave heart, but most of those who are brought to the arena have already derezzed someone. If one has extra bad luck, they are trained sentries. I really don't think that you and I would have a chance there, noone here would have one."
He looked away. "Do you know that you sometimes sound like a User, Arris?"
"Oh... um, really?", she laughed.
He continued watching her, but then his looks went to a little group of girls that just went past them.
"Go.", Susan whispered in amusement.
He smirked and nodded. When he reached the girls, Susan casually looked over to them to see how her friend was doing. Appearently he got on well with these programs.
"And what do you do for a living?", she heard him say.
"We work as waitresses."
"Here in this district? Then you must meet some really bad guys!"
They laughed. "No. We're here to buy some spare parts for the light cycle of a friend. Normally we're not hang out in such... districts. We're working in the End Of Line Club."
Susan snorted.
For about 100 cycles an exclusiv club existed in Downtown that was called the End Of Line. When she heard about it the first time, her heart had made a leap since she thought that Zuse had made it again. However, she then heard that the club was under a program called Castor. Thenceforth she had been out of sorts with this club, since she find it scabrous to steal the idea of a club that had been destroyed during the Purge. End Of Line had implied safety back then, safety for ISOs and their friends, though, now everyone could go there, even sentries, as long as one had the right connections. Susan had heard programs talking about how difficult it is to get in if you're 'just' a normal program from the lower levels. One had to mean something. Or somehow keep in with this Castor. Susan had never seen him and not heard that much of him yet, only that he had to be a quite new program, probably written shortly before the Purge, but she didn't like him though. How could someone abuse the name of the former club of her friend? Susan would have liked to see Zuse's reaction when he himself had heard of this club in Downtown. She could imagine him going there and then having so much to complain about the whole club that he would get thrown out right away. But in Susan's opinion he would have grumbled quite rightly. No club could be better than Zuse's End Of Line.
Kyto had an other opinion.
"Really? THE End Of Line Club? WOW! I've always wanted to go there, but I think I wouldn't be allowed in..."
The girls smiled seductively. "Well, if you help us getting these spare parts, we can take you with us and tell Castor that you belong to us. You don't look bad so he certainly would let you in."
"That'd be awesome! What do you need?"
Susan didn't want to listen anymore.
Great. Kyto let them wrap him around their finger. Did he really buy that they would take him, a bog-standard mechanic from the lower levels, to the most famous club on the Grid? They only used him and he didn't even notice it. But this was bis business. She would just be the one who consoled him or helped him out of a fix, in she had to.
Suddenly she heard Kyto calling her. Puzzled she looked over to him. He beckoned her over. Hesitantly she came to the little group.
"Heeey..."
"Girls, this is Arris. She can help us get these spare parts. She really knows this place, don't you my friend?"
He habe her a pleading look and she gave in. "Yyyyeah, sure. Kyto, can I talk to you for a nanocycle?"
She pulled him behind a corner.
"What's happening here?"
"Well... These girls need spare parts for a light cycle."
"I got that. But why do you need me? You're the mechanic here!"
He bashfully looked away. "These parts they need... well um... they aren't really legal, you know, such upgrades that CLU doesn't permit to have and you can't buy them anywhere, sooooo..."
Her eyes widened. "No. No! I definitely won't go stealing with you, only that you can flirt a bit in this End Of Line dive! Besides, are you really that stupid to think that this Downtown-freak Castor would let you, a revolutionary without disc, in his club? They're shitting you!"
He sighed. "You always see everything so negatively!"
"Because I experienced a lot of negative things. You can't trust these girls."
"Arris, pleeeeeeease! Maybe they're shtting me, but maybe they don't. And if not I don't want to miss the opportunity! C'mon, nothing can happen! You once showed me that you can do it..."
"We nearly got derezzed back then just because you wanted to get a light roadster for some bitch!"
"Pf, that's an old hat already. But can't just do me this one favor? Pleeease! I'm your friend, or am I not?"
He looked at her with big eyes. He reminded Susan of the rabbit she once had as a User, before her grandfather cooked him for dinner. She didn't feel pity for Kyto at all, otherwise she exactly knew that he would do it without her too and then he'd definitely get into trouble.
"Alright, I'll help you..."
"YES! You're the best! THANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOU!" He planted a kiss on her cheek.
"Hey, don't overdo it, man!", she laughed, wiped off the moisture from her face and sighingly went over to the girls who grinned at her happily.

The streets were empty.
Susan, Kyto and the girls quietly sneaked down an alley, where Susan knew was a data depot, where one could download any spare parts. As far as one got in.
"It feels so forbidden!", one of the girls giggled.
"It is.", Susan said coldly.
"What's wrong with her?", the girl whispered to Kyto as Susan tried to hack into the back entrance.
"Oh, she's just a bit tensed 'cause this is so illegal. Normally she's really cool!"
There was a *BLUM* and the door opened with a hiss.
"Okay, get in, but don't make a damn sound!", Susan ordered.
They obeyed.
Inside everything was dark and silent.
They had to search a long time for an input where they could download the upgrade and Susan slowly became nervous. She looked around again and again. What they were doing there was a bad idea. They had to hurry.
Finally Kyto discovered the input. One of the young women gave him a little cube and he synchronised it. On the screen that suddenly flared up he chose the wanted data. When he was finished he gave the cube back and they sneaked out of the building again.
Outside one of the girls said: "That was so nice of both of you!" She turned to Susan. "Don't you want to get in the club too?"
"No, thanks."
"All right. Well... We'll go now. But we promise to talk to Castor and then we'll come back to pick you up, okay?"
Kyto smiled and nodded.
The girls said "Bye!" with one voice and disappeared quickly.
Susan stood there with folded arms.
"Bye!" Kyto waved after the girls with a wide smile. "We won't ever see them again, right?"
"Nope.", Susan answered, grinning.
He sighed. "I'm sorry..."
"Nevermind. Nothing happened so everything's alright. Let's just go back, I don't want to stay here."
While walking he looked at her. Kyto really considered himself lucky that he had a friend like her in such dark times. She protected him and was always at his side.
He abruptly stood still.
"What's wrong?", Susan asked.
"I forgot something."
"Huh?"
"Oh, holy User!" He put his head in his hands. "Remember, I kept your light baton while you're training... I gave it to one of he girls so that I could move better at the download-console..."
"WHAT? Do you know how much it means to me?!"
"I'm sorry! I'll get it back immediately!"
He ran back the way they just came from.
"Where are you going? They're gone, you damn idiot!"
"I'll catch them! No worries, just stay here, I'll be right back!"
"Idiot...", she whispered angrily.
How could he treat her stuff so carelessly? It seems that he had no idea how important her light baton was to her. She'd know she couldn't trust him with it.
She irately paced up and down.
In her furious state she didn't even notice that a load roar sounded in a distance. Only when screams resounded in the streets she got ripped out of her thoughts.
Suddenly she was fully concentrated.
She ran down the street and turned in where Kyto had done it too. Again to the right and... she stopped dead in her tracks.
In front of her on the wide street a recognizer just took off. Inside of it she saw Kyto and other programs, pinned by a luminous mounting around their feet.
She quickly reached to her back but there was nothing. Without a disc she would not be able to stop them. She desparately looked up. Kyto had a terrified expression on his face and formed the word "Help" with his lips. But she couln't do anything.
The recognizer was already in full height and slowly floated away with a load roar.
Her heart was racing.
It had happened so fast. She had not been able to do anything. Though it was her fault. If she had just not let him go, if she had just come with him, Kyto could have been saved. But she let him down.
For a long time she just stood there, gazing after the recognizer. Then she sat down and put her head in her hands. Think. Think. And finally she came to a decision.