So...um, I know I have a lot of stories out there that are unfinished...but ever since the latest chapter in Son of Tron (73), I've had the little plot bunny hopping around saying "C'mon, it'll be fun! It won't be a long one...just from the birth to the end of Evolution!" And I gave in. I'm such a weakling :P. Now, this is my headcannon and if you don't like it or agree with it, that's fine. But I'm sticking to my guns...Disks...
Headcannon: Radia and Jalen were an item before Jalen was turned into Abraxas. The two had a child...her name is Quorra.
The title and the cover do NOT belong to me, they belong to the wonderful Kasimova...who further fueled this
Chapter 1
Welcome to the Grid
The chilling, pain-filled cry shattered the stillness of the city, making its denizens look up in slight worry. This was something that none of them had expected. There had been rumors of course about the two leaders of their city, of their people, but no one truly knew.
Meanwhile, within the Hub, Jalen paced back and forth in front of the doors. It had been several, several long hours…or so that was the term he had been told.
"Jalen, man, you're going to wear a rut in the floor," a dark garbed, blond haired man chuckled.
The dark haired Jalen turned his bright, ice-blue gaze to the man, slightly annoyed and slightly fearful.
A reddish-brown haired man put a hand on Jalen's shoulder.
"Don't mind him, Jalen," the second man reassured him, "Flynn's just being…Flynn,"
Jalen's eyes flicked towards Flynn and the User smirked.
"And Tron's being the usual killjoy," he teased, "Jalen, she'll be fine. Trust me, I was in your shoes once,"
"Oh, really?" Jalen demanded, while Tron looked mildly confused, "How is this situation like anything you've been through?"
Tron gave an understanding tilt of his head while Flynn laughed. Jalen and his counterpart, Radia, had both been given extensive knowledge of the User world. More than Tron had in any case.
"I should have you meet Jordan," Flynn smirked, "She'd tell you all sorts of things. And maybe while I'm at it, I'll show you to Sam,"
"Three Flynns on the Grid, Clu won't like that very well," Jalen teased, "Keeping track of one of you is bad enough!"
Flynn shrugged while Tron shook his head.
Jalen gave a wicked grin.
"He doesn't know you're here…does he?" he asked.
"Well…no…not exactly,"
"If by 'not exactly' you mean thinking he's in Argon investigating a collapse in the city, then yes, Jalen, he doesn't," Tron deadpanned.
Jalen laughed…right as an ear-piercing shriek emitted from the room. The ISO's ice-blue eyes widened and he leapt forwards, only to be caught in the firm, iron-strong grips of the System Monitor standing next to him and the User who seemed to materialize at Jalen's side.
"Jalen, chill!" Flynn ordered, "She's fine,"
"Why do I have the feeling that you were just as bad if not worse when Sam was born, Flynn?" Tron asked.
"Oh, you think I was bad? You should have seen Alan when his kid was born!" Flynn growled as Jalen lunged again, "Took me and Roy both to hold him back…and even then he banged his head on the hospital doors!"
"Alan-One couldn't possibly…"
"Tron, I was there. I saw," Flynn deadpanned, "God forbid you have a kid…if Yori went into labor I dunno what you would do. It'd probably take five security Programs, me and Clu to hold you back,"
"Yori and I aren't ready," Tron growled, "The System's dangerous enough…I don't want to see what would happen to my child if a rogue decided they wanted to test themselves,"
There was another scream…which abruptly quit, being replaced with a high-pitched wail. Jalen froze, circuits flashing dimly as the door opened and the ISO medic, Amelia, came out.
She gave a slight bow to the three males and then looked up at Jalen.
"She's ready for you," Amelia said softly, "She's tired…but she asked to see you,"
"Thank you, Amelia," Flynn said, nudging a speechless Jalen forwards, "Go on, man, we'll join you in a bit,"
The stunned ISO leader looked back to Flynn, who motioned for him to go on. Jalen put a trembling, pale hand on the door, the smooth circuits on his skin pulsing slightly as he pushed it open.
He carefully made his way into the room and he stopped, staring at the female ISO on the bed.
Her headdress had been derezzed, revealing her long, rippling, raven-black locks that streamed to the small of her back. Her honey colored gaze looked tiredly up into the ice-blue one of her counterpart. The circuits under her eyes and full lips brightened slightly as she smiled and looked down into the bundle of white cloth in her arms.
"Ophelia," Jalen started, then reminded himself that she had changed her name, "Radia…"
"Jalen," Radia smiled, "Come and meet our daughter,"
The male ISO carefully padded closer to her, his strides agile and precise, reminding Radia of the comment she heard a Basic say many cycles ago.
If Jalen wasn't an ISO, they would have thought him a Basic System Monitor.
It was true. Jalen learned the quickest and the most under Tron, but his shy nature almost always prevented him from throwing himself into a serious, non-teaching conversation with the Monitor.
Radia shifted on the bed, showing her counterpart a clearer view of their daughter. Jalen's ice-blue eyes sparkled happily.
The child had the dark hair that both her parents shared, but her pale skin and icy blue eyes reflected Jalen almost perfectly while her facial structure resembled Radia's just as perfectly.
"She is beautiful," Jalen murmured, gently touching the child's palm and smiling as her tiny hand closed around his fingertip.
"Her name is Quorra," Radia told him.
"It is a beautiful and fitting name," Jalen murmured.
The child, Quorra, reached up, patting Jalen's nose, her ice-blue eyes wide with curiosity and wonder. Jalen gave a warm smile and Radia shifted so that Quorra was lifted higher.
"You can hold her, Jalen, I promise she won't break," Radia murmured.
Jalen gently took the child from his beloved's arms, holding Quorra close to him, feeling the gentle pulse of her energy throb beneath the circuits on her skin. Quorra reached up and patted Jalen's cheek, smiling and making Jalen's core warm brightly.
"Is it safe to come in?" came a clear voice from the door.
Radia's tired honey colored gaze sparkled slightly as she tilted her head up.
"You can come in, Flynn, Tron," she told them, "There's someone Jalen and I want you to meet,"
The Monitor and User carefully entered the room as Jalen handed Quorra back to Radia. The female ISO leader looked up at the two newcomers and shifted so that Quorra was plainly visible.
Flynn's sky colored eyes were alight with wonder as he knelt down at the side of the bed, staring at the tiny child in the ISO's arms in wonder. Tron gave a soft smile, it wasn't often he got to see what they called 'Child Programs'. He'd seen a few Child Basics in his runtime, but even they were rare and far between. A Child ISO…
Quorra was the first…the first anyone had seen.
"Radia…she is beautiful," Tron said softly, steel-blue eyes scanning over the child and her mother, as well as the father who had his hand on Radia's shoulder.
"A miracle," Flynn breathed, looking up at Radia as if for permission.
Radia handed the child to the User, who gingerly took her.
"What's her name?" Flynn asked.
"Quorra," Jalen replied, "Her name is Quorra,"
"Hey, Quorra," Flynn smiled, gently touching the downy black hair that covered the baby's head, "Welcome to the Grid,"
Well, now that that's come out...I've planned to go through Evolution and maybe a little through Legacy...not much, but just a little.
Anyway, hope you liked it. If you did, please R&R! :)
Qui vállë tóquetë, ván tecë (If no review comes from y'all; no story comes from me)
Máriessë ar mára tecië
Farewell and fair writing
Elhini Prime signing off.
