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Tron: Legacy

Sam Flynn

Garrett Hedlund

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The room illuminated as the Siren walked in. "The Recognizers have informed me of an unknown program. Preparation for the games have begun."

"Why are you telling me?"

"There is an encrytion that we are not familiar with. We're having to use all resources to prepare the program for the games."

"How long until that's completed?"

"The decrytion will not take long." The Siren's eyes went blank as numbers flooded into them. "The original script calls for rebellious outbursts and there is an increased chance of unresponsive scripts. Would you like to rewrite them?"

He looked at the Siren while she was still locked into the Armory's communications. "No, keep the original coding that way. I don't want anything changed. Let the program do what it is scripted for. If it becomes a problem, Rinzler can take care of it."

"The firewalls have detected another program."

"What program?"

"Program DSF."

He held tightly onto the metal balls in his hand. "DSF is here? What number was the last program given?"

"Three, sir."

He stood up and looked at the games disc battle cubes. "Rinzler, go pay that program a visit." Rinzler nodded and ran out of the room. "Tell me, how is DSF?"

"Program DSF's source code seems invalid. Upgrades will need to be installed."

"Of course, DSF hasn't been on the Grid in twenty years. Where's DSF's disk?"

"In the Armory."

He nodded and walked to the console. "I'll need you to install a special upgrade. Unless, the program is almost complete?"

"Shortly-"

"User," Rinzler said below on the game grid as he yanked up the program.

"Leave me, Siren," he said looking back for a second. "Identify yourself, program."

"I'm not a program."

"Identify."

"My name is Sam Flynn."

He looked out the window and grinned. "Bring him to me." The wait was short. Rinzler knew better than to take his time with something as important as this.

"Let me go," Sam said as he struggled to get free of the guards as they entered the control room. The guards let go and moved to the side. "Where am I? Am I on the Grid? Who are you?" he asked as the obvious leader turned to face him with his helm still on. The helm digitized out. "Dad," Sam said suddenly calmed.

"Sam, look at you, man. Look at the size of you. How'd you get in here?" he said patting Sam's shoulders with a wide smile.

"I got your message."

"Oh, so it's just you?"

"Yeah," Sam said watching as his father walked all the way around him.

"Good for you. Aw, isn't this something?"

"You look the same."

"Oh a lot happened, Sam. More than you can imagine. Disk," he said pointing at Sam. Rinzler took Sam's disk off and handed it to him. "Let's have a look," he said as he stepped away from Sam. Sam stood there while his father looked at the video memory of Sam's entire life. "I expected more." He thew back the disk to Rinzler with little care.

"Man, so you were trapped in here."

"That's right."

"And you're in charge."

"Oh, right again. Two for two."

"So can we just go home now?" Sam laughed.

"Not in the cards. Not for you." He turned away from Sam.

The serenity in Sam's face faded. "That's a hell of a way to treat your son."

"Oh, that," he turned back to Sam and stepped forward. "I'm not your father, Sam. But I'm very very happy to see you." He stepped backwards smiling demonically.

"CLU...Where is he? What'd you do to him?" Sam demanded as the guards took hold of him.

"Same thing I'm going to do to you," CLU said smiling as Sam was removed from the room. "Jarvis, get DSF here, quickly."

"Yes, sir," Jarvis said before bowing and exiting the room.

"Rinzler, make sure you're ready. Flynn will be appearing soon."

Jarvis walked back in with a Siren on his arm. Her encoding had already finished and was not far from the control room when Jarvis went to get her. "Sir, I've recovered DSF."

CLU turned around and held out his hand and waited for Jarvis to place her disk on his grasp. "Been a long time. How have you been, kiddo?"

"Mr. Flynn," Dylan said as she was released finally from Jarvis' grasp. "Mr. Flynn, I don't know what's going on but I need to find Sam."

"He's fine. It's been awhile since I've taken a look at this data." CLU clicked on the disk and watched as the memories stored inside the disk popped up. "Dillinger, huh? He still trouble?"

She moved up beside him and her eyes grew as she saw her life on replay. "What is this?"

CLU shook his head and turned the video off. "Don't worry. You'll understand. Soon." He walked around her and placed the disk in its proper spot. Quickly Dylan's white on white suit changed. The lights turned a light yellow and the suit itself turned black. "Good to have you home. Tell me, DSF, what is your function?"

"Destroy Sam Flynn."

"Good." Rinzler looked over at Dylan. CLU noticed and let out a slight chuckle. "She isn't going to replace you. She was programmed for this...well...actually, she wasn't until now. DSF, get as close to Sam as possible. You'll be a great ally to him and an even worse villain. Do whatever, it takes. Put your helm on. It's time." CLU stepped out of the room and walked down the steps that appeared as soon as he stepped on them. Rinzler and Dylan followed him. CLU walked up to Sam and leaned in to him. "I've waited a long time for this." He stepped backwards and waited for the light cycle wands to be given out.

"What am I supposed to do with this?"

"I'll give you a hint. Not that," Jarvis sneered.

Sam stood up straight and watched as the other programs for his team appeared. They had no confidence but they did have bikes-motorcycles, no, Light cycles. Sam smiled and shook his head in disbelief. "Now this I can do," he said before running forward and leaping onto the digitizing bike. Sam found it hard to watch as the members of his team were derezzed. He swearved his bike towards a program on his team. "We need to work together," he said looking up at the upper level, "Look, another customer!" The program nodded and they split up. Together they derezzed their enemy but not without his fellow program falling off of his bike. "I got you, buddy!" Sam quickly retraced his steps and picked up the program's light cycle wand. As he got closer, so did the enemy. His fellow program was derezzed. He shook his head and put the light cycle wand behind him. Sam looked over as he heard a loud thump. "Dylan!" Sam lost his focus and tripped off of his bike and ran to her.

"Sam!" Dylan stood up and ran over to him. "Oh god, Sam! What's going on?"

"It's hard to explain. We gotta get out of here. Where's your wand?"

She started to breathe nervously. "I don't know. What's going on?"

Sam pulled out the extra wand and handed it to her. "Use this and come on." He jumped up and mounted while Dylan did the same. "Follow me." Sam tried to lead her away from the other cycles but CLU wouldn't let him. CLU slid in between them and split them up. Sam swerved and tried to get behind him but couldn't. He ran straight into CLU's disk and his bike disappated. Sam tried to grasp onto the slick game grid as his bike blew up against the grid's outer limits. CLU started to come in sight when the Light Buggy intercepted.

"Get in."

Sam looked at the buggy in disbelief. Could he really be that lucky? "I need to save her!"

"Get in."

"I have to get her!" Sam tried to walk away from the buggy but the buggy moved just enough to trip him so he fell inside of it. Sam glanced around it and pointed out to Dylan. "I have to save her! Do you not understand? Who are you?"

"Hold on." The Light Buggy changed gear and sped up. Bombs dropped and stopped all of the enemy programs from getting any closer. Lazer ammo shot out to bring down the Game Grid's outer wall.

"Pull up, man! You can't make that!" Sam gripped onto the mantle of the Light Buggy, sure that he was going to die. The Light Buggy's wheels hit the ground.

"Made it." The program glanced at him then its helm disappeared. "I'm Quorra!"