Birth

He was pacing, the hallway silent except for his constant footsteps. The air on the Grid was tense, even outside as programs crowded the door in silence. They had all seen the warrior leave his post…a rare thing, especially on duty…and ran here and they all knew why.

He froze once as the door opened, only to see a nurse run out and past him, not even stopping. He turned to watch her go. He turned to the door as she returned with a towel, but the door slammed in his face He gave an aggravated sigh and turned, returning once more to his pacing vigil.

Another door slammed against a wall out of sight, and he jumped, turning in a flash at the sound of skidding feet. A program (though not quite a program) barreled around the corner, nearly running into the warrior.

"I came as soon as I heard." Flynn breathed, bent over as he caught his breath, "How is it?"

"I don't know." The Monitor finally uttered, looking to the door, "Where's CLU?"

"Said he couldn't make it. Had to work on something."

"Shouldn't you be with him, then?"

"Are you kidding?! I wouldn't miss this for the world!"

"Tron?"

The door had opened, and the warrior turned at his name. The medic program gave a nod at his expression and a relived sigh escaped him. She stepped aside as he hurried into the small room.

A woman lay on the bed, golden hair tussled, face weary. Her eyes were closed, but opened as Tron knelt next to her, taking her hand. Her head and gaze shifted to him.

"Tron?"

He nodded at her whisper, holding her hand with both of his, "How are you doing?"

"I'm fine…have you seen him?"

"…Who?"

Yori gave a small smile, "Our son."

At that moment, the door opened and Tron turned to see a medic program had returned, and with it, a crying bundle. He got to his feet, hand brushing Yori's as he watched the medic near. She gave a small smile and passed the crying bundle over to Tron. For the first time in a long time, he had to make sure his hands wouldn't shake as he took the form. He glanced up to the medic once more before looking down as the crying stopped. And within the blankets, he could see the…baby, as he recalled Flynn calling it.

As if the young program had felt his father's presence, he shifted into Tron's arm. A rare smile crossed the warrior's face and he rocked the child softly.

"…He's wonderful, Yori." He said finally, before leaning over to let his lips brush across the child's forehead. "Just wonderful."

"May I see him?"

Tron looked up as Flynn held his hands out. He glanced down to his son, as if deciding, before handing him over. The low chuckle escaped the User's lips as he took the boy.

"He'll be just like his father." He muttered, shaking his head.

His chuckle stopped, though, as he remembered the crowd outside, waiting. He glanced to the window, then back to the newfound parents.

"One moment."

He switched his grip on the program to one hand. His other palm pressed against the glass and parted gently as he stepped to the edge. Tron neared warily, uncertain of what his friend was doing.

The crowd went silent as they sensed Flynn's presence. Many turned to look up to him before he spoke.

"Programs! Welcome the newest of the basic kind to our home!"

Flynn carefully grasped the young program with both hands and held him up to view. Tron grew closer, uncertain at first of the action.

"Beck." Flynn finally said, quieter as the programs cheered at the sight.

"…what?"

"That's his name." Flynn replied, before relaying this information to the crowd, "Welcome, Beck."

Flynn brought the young child close to him again. The birth of a program was an extremely rare thing, and one to celebrate. For it is not only the birth of this program, but it is the birth of a story, the birth of something that would echo through the ages. And in the being of young Beck, a story would grow that would echo through the rest of time.

Hello everyone! I decided that, after last year's success and how much I enjoyed writing Fragments, I would write another story during the entire month of March.

I would like to thank thejabberwocki on Tumblr for that one time you reblogged a "The Lion King" gif and put: "#Beck and Tron tho", and thus jumpstarted this whole concept.

Please let me know what you think! It would mean a lot.