Beck was setting up all his materials on the workbench for customizing his bike. "I guess I'll get this outta the way first." He then got to work. He started by adding a turbo boost to the engine to give him the speed advantage over his challenger. Then, when he was done, he started on trying to make a way in which the bike would have no circuitry and cover the rider entirely.

A few PectroCycles later, he was done and started marveling at his work. Sure Beck was a mechanic, but to pretty much reconstruct an entire lightcycle was really cool. Now, he had to start on a plan for his new civilian suit he needed. Beck wanted to do that another cycle. IF he didn't at least check in with Tron… wait never mind. He was supposedly mad at Tron, and he was pretty sure Tron was mad at him, too. Plus, Beck told him he was going to deal with Pavel.

"I guess I'll just have to tell Tron I can't do it. There's no way I can just handle it on my own anyways. Tron knows that."

Beck couldn't even believe what he was saying, but he knew that it was true. True, Tron had no real emotions, but Beck nowadays had truly felt that Tron hates him. Tron will never give him a break and will never let him be tired. Beck was getting sick of it. It's like Tron doesn't even care about him.

Beck's plan had to work. If it didn't, Tron would push him to the breaking point (not that he wasn't already doing that.), and his friends would never forgive him. It had to work, it just had to.

"C'mon, Beck. Where are you?" Tron was furiously searching for Beck on the streets of Argon from the hideout. He hoped he was out with his friends. There was no way he was on Clu's base. Tron would've gotten news that the alarms were going off. He would have to check Able's Garage and ask Able himself and his friends. That was only if he didn't find Beck elsewhere first

"Where could that program be?" Tron was getting angrier now. He was going to have to check for the signal on his disc. Maybe later, though. For now, Tron switched his suit to an all-black stealth suit with minimum circuitry and headed out of the hideout to go to Able's Garage.

"Any news on the Renegade?" Clu was getting anxious. He'd heard nothing new about him, and he had his best guards looking for him. What spot could they have missed? Maybe the Renegade was scared to come out now. That brought a slight smirk to Clu's face. That happiness faded fast, as soon as Pavel gave the words he didn't want to hear.

"No, sir." Pavel feared saying no to Clu. No one ever said no to him, and you never heard from programs who did say no ever again.

"Well, look harder and farther!" Clu's voice boomed throughout the throne room.

Tesler always lost to the Renegade in more ways than one. He lost battles fought with him, soldiers who fought him, and all his petty projects failed because of him. Clu got sick of his failures and came to Argon to catch him himself. Especially after Dyson came back with disturbing news. Tesler was still in Argon, but he no longer handled business with the cities. He just watched over the base, making sure things ran smoothly.

"Right away, Your Excellency." Pavel bowed, turned, and left the chamber.

Clu was going to catch Tron. When he did, he would make sure he died in the most gruesome and painful way imaginable. This brought a smirk to Clu's face.

"Zed, we have to find Beck." Mara was pacing back and forth in the living room of their apartment, while Zed was sitting on the couch in front of her.

"Why? He obviously wants to be alone." Zed truly stopped caring where Beck went. Yes, it aggravated him that he was never here, and yes, he hated taking all of his shifts, but he felt that he was becoming a better mechanic because of it. Plus, Zed thought Able was beginning to notice and might give him a higher spot at the garage.

"He's our best friend, that's why. There's something wrong with him, and Able knows it. They just won't tell us, so I decided that we should figure out what it is ourselves."

"I don't know about that, Mara." Mara and Zed had come back from their shifts early, hoping to find Beck here. To no surprise to Zed, Beck wasn't here, and wherever he was, he took all his stuff with him. His room was entirely empty. Only his bed and desk were left.

"Zed!" Mara was now whining. She really needed Beck back. He tied their friendship together. Without him, Mara didn't know what she's do. She didn't want to lose another close friend.

Bodhi was an intelligent program, and he was best friends with Beck, Zed, and Mara. When Tesler and his army first arrived in Argon, they dropped a statue of Clu into the middle of their playing field. Bodhi was angered about it and started to yell at a guard. The guard got aggravated with him and derezzed him, right in front of everyone.

"Fine," Zed rolled his eyes, "but where do we look first? We also have to keep track of curfew, which is only in two PectroCycles." One of the reasons he finally decided to go along with Mara, was that he liked her. Not that he was going to tell her.

"We'll start tomorrow, not tonight. It's going to be hard, though. We're going to need time off from the garage, though." Mara was in deep thought and still pacing.

"Maybe we shouldn't then."

"No, we still are, Zed. Maybe we just shouldn't bother coming to work. If we don't say anything we'll be fine."

Whenever Mara put her mind to something, she never backed down. She was always very determined, and sometimes it was dangerous. Zed feared her a lot whenever she was like that, and right now was one of those moments. Zed didn't want to lose his job just because of Beck.

"Uh, Mara? Did you ever consider the fact that we might get fired if we skip?"

"Duh, I've considered it. Beck never lost his job, and he hasn't shown up for a shift in at least five HiloCycles. We'll be fine. Now, we just need a game plan."