Overtime

Sergeant Tamora Calhoun slung her gun over her back and into its holster. "A days work well done ladies. Enjoy bein' off duty, you pussy willows earned it." She smirked and headed across the smoking wasteland towards the entrance to start positions. "Nice haul today Markowski." She said as she took a seat on the train heading back to Game Central Station.

"Its an honor to serve Sergeant." He said with a salute.

"Drop the formalities Markowski. We're off-duty."

"Yes ma'am." Tamora rolled her eyes and slouched back into her seat. She was looking forward to getting home. It had been an insanely hard day of fighting cy-bugs and she was anticipating getting to relax.

"Hero's Duty rail now arriving in outlet four. Welcome to Game Central Station." Tamora got off the train with her fellow soldiers and they made their way down the stairs to the checkpoint. She waited in line and stepped through the entrance.

"Identify." The male Program Protector said. Tamora sighed. She could honestly say that she missed the old annoying surge protector. All this new tightened security was just a bother.

"Sergeant Tamora Jean Calhoun." She stated glumly.

"Destination?" The Program Protector asked.

"Fix-It Felix Jr." She said through gritted teeth.

"Arrival point?"

"Hero's Duty."

"Proceed." Tamora shook her head and walked past the Program Protector into Game Central Station. She nodded sternly to Satan as he passed her by.

"Stand Clear of EXIT. New arrivals in bound." Tamora glared down the length of Game Central Station.

"Not more of those sorry excuses for cyber soldiers! I've had just about enough of this!" She flung her cruiser from her back and mounted it and sped off down the length of the station. She flew to a halt in front of the lead soldier.

"What is the meaning of this?! Why do you need more soldiers in the arcade?"

"Identify yourself program." The soldier said icily.

"I am Sergeant Tamora Calhoun. Leading military official for this arcade. State your business here soldier." She demanded heatedly.

"Well, Sergeant. My soldiers are here to rectify the lack of security in this arcade. Ever since the Cy-Bug outbreak, new measures have been needed and have been enforced. That is why we are here."

"My men and my troops are plenty capable of keeping up security in this arcade. There is no need for your soldiers to intervene."

"There is plenty of need Sergeant. Now, I have soldiers to appoint to positions and key players to distribute to the TRON game. Stand aside." Tamora gripped her handgun in its holster.

"I'm not finished with this discussion soldier." She spat.

"I am. Now stand aside or I will use force."

"You'll use force? Why I outta blow you skyward!" Tamora pulled out her gun and fifty TRON soldiers pulled their disk weapons from their backs and armed them.

"Stand aside Sergeant. I will discuss your recklessness with my superiors and security will be enhanced." Tamora lowered her gun back into its holster and sped off on her cruiser, her body still shaking with rage.

Tamora picked up a vase and hurled it at the wall. "Ever since that TRON game got plugged in, security is insane and programs can hardly move freely anymore! These soldier programs come from somewhere else and I want to find out where. They aren't players in the TRON game. They are soldiers meant enforce order in this arcade. My troops protected this place just fine! The cy-bug scare was Wreck-It's fault! Why are they just taking notice a full year after the incident? Ugh!" She toppled a chair and stormed into the other room.

"Tamora. I know things are complicated in the arcade right now but they'll get better. We can fix it, together." Felix said, trying to calm his wife.

"How can we fix it Felix? There are too many of them. They are infiltrating this arcade! Soon there will be more of them than there are arcade programs!"

"I know. We need to figure out why there are so many of them here. You've still been doing reconnaissance?" He asked.

"Yes but I haven't found out anything. They come and go through the station Exit, but they could be coming from anywhere."

"Maybe you could figure out a way to follow them?" Felix suggested.

"The trains are too heavily guarded. I just don't know what to do."

"Well, we'll talk about it more tomorrow. For now let's get some sleep before the arcade opens." Tamora smiled at her husband and sighed.

"Alright Fix-It. Maybe I'll come up with something tomorrow." Felix smiled and pulled her down into a kiss. Tamora smiled against his lips as she remembered the day of their wedding. He hadn't kissed her like this in a long time. She entangled her fingers in his hair and kissed back. They soon retired to bed, and TRON now at the back of her mind.