Magic and Programs
Chapter 2:
Sam Flynn sat behind his desk at ENCOM, though he had gotten rid of the one that ENCOM had given him, he had decided to go with one that felt organic. This for him made sense, though Quorra had loved the fact that his computer interface looked like it had come out of Jules Vern. Underneath all of that wood existed what some of his coworkers had called his Firefly interface. But considering that it was running a version of SuperFlynn 1.0 and it was opened source which allowed for advancements to be done to the system that made ENCOM OS 12 look obsolete. This was part of Sam's plan to create innovation. The Board after he had worked with Alan kicked the Golden Parachute ass wipes out, had realized that he was fixing problems on the system by cutting the dead weight off that wasn't producing. Though hearing that a few had taken the funds they had earned over the years and were causing most of the mess had some of their assets frozen for some embezzlement clause in their original contract. Well considering the economy, Sam had supporters among the Beer and Bread folks on the staff.
After the cleaning of house, Sam went head hunting for some talents among the open-source community as well from firms such as Yahoo, and AOL who were laying people off who could code like mad but didn't have the creative freedom to do so. Hell a few folks from Google and Facebook had jumped ship to come to work for ENCOM. Then he found some gems in the rough that would become the New Blood. Hell he even searched the boards of the old Flynn Lives Sites for those coders who had stumbled into some of Kevin Flynn's old archives about the Grid.
Some at the company had called Sam the man who was taking the Company back to its roots and the rumors were flying that Quorra was the Princess Leah/Padawan of Kevin Flynn. Something that with each passing day either got confirmed or denied by the scuttlebutt of the water cooler. But as Sam got used to things and the fact that Quorra had started to delve into some of the records, she had seen hope as with the funds they would be able to heal the world.
That was when his system buzzed as Jet got on the video-chat to his office.
"Sam... The data that you asked me to retrieve from your old man's hard drive is showing some unique software." With that Sam stopped cold as he slid back over to the full desk screen.
"Jet what did you find?" Sam was interested as he realized that whatever Jet had found would be very important to both him and Quorra.
"Well there are thousands of programs that looked like they had been repurposed, right before some sort of system glitch deleted them." His Father's last act to stop Clu's army... If they could be saved.
"Jet... How many programs are we talking about here?" Jet was taken aback by this.
"We are talking a few thousand programs as well as several programs that seem to have some sort of weird coding the looks almost organic." The Isos...
"How many of these other Organic programs did you find?"
"Sam... We are talking at least maybe a few hundred." Sam licked his lips... He needed to tell Quorra.
"Jet, I need you to start working on seeing if you can revert these programs back to the last state they were in before they were... "Sam had to say this right or innocent programs would be hurt. "I need you to restore the organic programs you have found and revert back the repurposed ones...also I want you to find any copy of a Program called Clu spelled C L U and delete the Hell out of it. My dad had a lot of problems with that one program due to it causing a lot of trouble with his software. "
"Is there any reason you want me to do it that way?" Jet was curious... He would have to tell Jet, Alan, Laura about Quorra about the Grid some point in the future.
"It is important that you do it that way... Someone compromised my Dad's old system and did some major damage so putting things back would be useful to help find out what he was working on." Sam was telling Jet a half-truth there, but this was setting things right for the Grid.
"Okay man... I am not going to argue with you there." Jet said as he started working on the Grid.
Anon awoke on the street. He hurt... as he... Quorra... the stolen Recognizer it had crashed... he had been crushed underneath it... where was Quorra? He had seen her look at him during his last moments before he… He looked around to see another program. A female program in all white... she was moaning in pain like him as she was trying to get her bearings around her. He got up and moved over to her with great pain as his systems started to reboot as it started raining data water.
"Are you alright?" The moment the program opened her eyes, she was screaming... The pure look of terror that was on her face as her yellow/white hair looked disheveled but showed that she was from one of the higher status parts of the city.
"Don't... Don't derezz me? We told you where Flynn and he son were heading. You have his disk..." With that Anon dropped his mask. The face underneath it looked different from his initial log-on, probably due to the reboot of his systems but this program looked like she was confessing to selling out the User Flynn.
"Sam?" She was getting wet as she was swallowing hard as she looked at Anon in recognition of some program that she had known.
"Who is Sam?" Anon got the feeling that they needed to talk somewhere else and was dryer. "What disk? You have seen Flynn!" With that he pulled the other Program up as he looked for a place to take shelter in. That was when a younger Program came out of a building who looked only to be a few cycles old. Her short cut blond hair and small figure reflected her blue patterning of her design.
"Hey... if you want to continue getting wet, you better come in here. The rain isn't going to stop for a while or so." With that the two Programs entered a structure called Flynn's. There were a lot of questions to be answered it seemed to be the safest place to be for the time being given how the neighborhood looked.
Balthazar had used his magic to fire up a biometric spell to start tracking the strange woman that had been with Sam Flynn. That was when the storm started to form around downtown LA. Well flying by metal bird during the day would raise some questions. For the time being it was time to do some research and find a place to stay at. With that they rented a hotel room at one of Balthazar's old haunts from when he lived on the West Coast back in the 1950s. The Golden Dragon before they would go and rent a car to head downtown.
Quorra who had been watching the weather outside saw that there were clouds forming over the ENCOM building. It wouldn't be strange except for the fact that the news station in the cafeteria which gave weather updates every eight minutes of the Los Angeles area showed that the weather front was centered right over the ENCOM building. A weather phenomenon like this wasn't natural, even on the Grid. So what type of force would be able to create a localized storm over a specific area?
Had some User developed the technology to control weather on this scale?
Given what Quorra had learned about weather and Global Warming; then to do something like this would have to require a lot of power just to start it and guide it to this location. To control weather on this scale it would have to be localized to some degree without having to influence all the weather around the world. But from where would you place the power systems needed to control weather like this? Was the question digging into the back of Quorra's mind.
She needed to tell Sam about this. If someone had gained the powers of a User in this world and was pointed the source of this at ENCOM… then this would bad for the human race as a whole. With that she started her search for Sam in the ENCOM building, knowing he was going through the various departments today and would be hard to pin down given that many of the programmers were doing the do or die to keep their jobs. The Games on the Grid were less bloody than these job reviews.
In the weeks since Anon had come back on the Grid, he and a few other programs had started to call Flynn's home. It has been strange living in the former User's layer, but given that it had offered for the Rerezzed programs to come a place to stay until they could track down those they loved and it was getting a little crowded.
There had been stories coming around that Flynn himself had fought Clu and defeated him. That he had a Son named Sam... That part was true due to Gem the gladiatorial armorer program that he had met right after he had been rerezzed with her. Gen had been spilling the truth of betraying the young User and his Father to Clu's forces beside the fabled Zuse for control of the city. The realization of the betrayal had forced her to come to terms that she chosen the wrong side by working with Zuse. But seeing that she had been saved by probably Flynn, she had seen every moment alive as a course in redemption. She swore that the User that had brought her back along with the others she would serve to her last moment of her existence due to her participation in the Grid Games and the innocent programs that she had armored to head to their deaths.
Anon had seen several programs who had been returned to their earlier repurposed forms had understood that Clu had been creating an army to invade someplace. But the details were a little fuzzy except for the fact that they would be invading some sphere called Earth... Other than that things started to get vague. Even with the first Iso showing up with a shocked look his face as he remembered the process in which he was being derezzed.
Then later another female Iso showed up, but she like the first Iso had no memories except for the moment she had been taken offline except for trying to guard a young Basic who had been helping her in trying to organize a resistance against Clu. It had been the same program that had brought him and Gem into this former User's base to take shelter from the rain those many computational cycles ago. At least whatever fate had in store for them, it wasn't without a sense of familiarity in helping those who it needed in the future.
These Isos had stated that they had felt the power of something reaching into the system and pulling them back. Anon knew that probably a very powerful User had done this but why?
It was as if whatever was going on, rebuilding the Grid and the Tron system had been their main concern. That repairing the damage Clu had done was in relation to this Earth system.
What was on the Earth System that Clu and wanted so much that he had created an army to conquer it, but for a reason that no one remembered due to them being restored.
If it was a threat, then... Whatever would be coming from there would have to be dealt with some serious warriors to protect the system form it.
He would sure need some guidance from a User about this time. He had more questions than answers to what he was discovering about what had happened to the Grid. He for the first time decided that visiting an IO tower might get him the answers he needed.
These Programs needed guidance and a leader, for some strange reason fate had chosen him to take that role. One that he hoped that he was ready for because he felt that there would be trouble arising soon.
Anon was from the Tron Evolution game and putting him into the story felt right in that I needed a character whom Quorra knew and would be watching the system as Jet rebuilds it. Gem... Well she needs to have some more fics and her realizing that she and Zuse had chosen the wrong side right before the End of Line Club blew starts off as my way of showing a character that is in the process of redemption.
Let me know what you think so far, please review.
