Energy. Air. Weight. That's all Beck could concentrate on at the moment. His chest and circulator (heart) didn't want to calm down. The bodies around him seemed to make it obvious why he was so out of it. 30 plus Black Guards can really take it out of a Program.
Paige woke to see a body. She groaned and looked around to see that it wasn't a single body but many bodies around all of them guards. Her thoughts immediately went to the only one responsible to something of this level, the Renegade. She reach to her back and found her disk. It was comforting to know it was still there. She brought it in front of her to find that it was nearing the night time of the cycle. After quickly fixing the minor damages from the fall she rose to her feet and stretched her limbs.
Nothing like being unconscious for the day to really seize up your body.
Paige reanalyzed her environment to gain a better perspective of where she was and how she ended up there. She froze as she heard heavy breathing coming from down the hall of storage units. She silently walked toward the sound as she stayed aware of her surrounding. Her red circuits glowed dully against the faded exteriors of the storage units around her. She reached back and grabs her disk once again but didn't ignite the blades. She could see the faint outlines of circuits on the crates around the source of the breathing. It was blue and the suit was visible. How could that be? It's black how can you see black against a dark gray crate at night? No it's not black, it's white.
Paige let out a growl. It's always him. She can't get away from this menace no matter where she goes, or crashes. But from looking around the place she's not where she originally crashed. She ignited her disc and stepped into sight of the area where the Renegade was.
Beck turned when he heard the humming of a disc to his right. A fierce looking Paige was the last thing he wanted to see.
"Renegade," Paige state as if the words tasted vile in her mouth.
"Commander," Beck said with a dry exhausted breath.
"Need a glass of energy?" Paige taunted.
"I would love some, but I don't think you have one, being knocked out an all," Beck was able to use his casual joking tone once more, but with great difficulty.
"So you decided to take me prisoner after I crashed? Only you would stoop that low, Renegade," Beck sighed.
Every time it's a misunderstanding with this Program.
"Look, we were helping you! Those guards were going to derezz you!" Beck pleaded softly.
"Spare me your lies Renegade, you left me on that island, why would I ever trust you?" Paige narrowed her eyes. Her anger was going far past her normal limits. She was sick of this Renegade, he was a plague on this city, on perfection. It was a mistake to let him live on the island, she could have just fixed the power pack to the boat herself, she didn't need this fugitive to do it for her. She would have done it in a heart beat had she known he was going to leave her to be derezzed by the sea. But now he was going to take her prisoner? Who knows what he would have done. What Tesler does to some of the captured Programs is brutal and even Paige found it hard when some of the Programs were scheduled to the games or interrogation. What could the Renegade and his stupid band of murderers think of?
"Paige, ple-" Beck ducked as Paige's disc arced close his head. Her anger far from being in control.
"It's time for your end Renegade," a dark figure dropped down a few feet from Beck, stopping Paige's next advance.
"B-," Tron nearly blurted out but seeing Tesler's competent commander in front of him quickly reversed his mistake.
"Renegade, we have to go, more guards are on their way," Tron rectified his sentence. Beck nodded but never looked away from Paige. The two started walking backwards as Paige started to clomp her heels against the Grid towards them. As if communicating mentally, the two bolted at the same time in the opposite direction.
"You take the guards, I think I can manage Paige," Beck spat out to Tron, his chest feeling painfully alive with too much use.
"You think?"
"I'll handle the Commander," with a nod Tron went down another path and was bouncing off the walls to the top of the containers. Paige didn't give him another thought as she kept her eyes glued to the Renegade.
"You won't get away, Renegade," Beck looked over his shoulder to see Paige closing the distance. Exhaustion setting in on Beck once more. He was in worse shape than he knew.
"What will make this time any different? I always skip out on you, Commander," Beck was surprised his voice was so weak.
"Listen to yourself, Renegade, you're in no shape to stand against me, but you never were, that's why you always ran!" Paige shot back.
I honestly wish we could just have a battle of wits instead of actual fighting, it's more fun and less straining on the body. Plus, I get to look at her while she's angry, she's always cute that way. Not that's not… This is not the time for this. Beck shook his head to clear his thoughts.
Beck felt the hairs on his back start to stand on end. He ducked as a disc flew through the air once more, too close for comfort. Beck lost his footing on his roll to stand back up and ended up spilling out onto the floor. His body ached from being hit with batons and a few well landed punches from his endurance round with the guards. He rolled as Paige's disc came once again and ricocheted off the ground. Beck spun his body on the ground kick out Paige's legs from under her.
Using his advantage he rose to his feet and pulled his disc from his back. Paige was at her feet almost instantly and was just as quickly slashing away at Beck. She swung her disc backhanded, missing, and followed using her moment to cartwheel her leg over her head twisting to her body and crashing her heel down onto Beck. Beck's head was jolted forward with massive pain. He only got a brief moment to think about it, before he was reacting to avoid Paige's disc was upper cutting from her bent stance. Beck lunged backwards and before he knew it was kicking Paige's disc out of her hand. Beck landed his backflip only to be slammed in the stomach with a boot, effectively knocking out all of his air. Beck backed up with his hands over his stomach and gasping for breath.
"You're more open than usual, did the guards wear you out Renegade," Paige growled as she picked up her disc that had landed a few yards to the side of the pair. Beck forced himself to breath and looked up to see Paige closing the distance.
"Wait… Paige," Beck managed to stagger backwards with his disc up in defense.
Paige stalked over to Beck with her disc once again at the ready. She noticed how the Renegade's disc was shaking and how he was visibly using all his strength to keep it raised.
"Hmpt, to think you gave us all this trouble, and now you're at your end," Paige said with triumph before she kicked the Renegade's disc from his feeble hands.
The Renegade started backing away from Paige. She closed the distance and made lazy attacks at the Renegade, taunting him. A huntress playing with her meal. Even though their long chats and prolonged battles were the reasons he was able to get away there was nothing he could do. He was on the verge of passing out, surrounded by Clu's soldiers, and behind enemy lines.
Beck felt his vision starting to blur as the attacks became closer together in timing. He knew she was just toying with him, as he'd always done with her.
Paige started to feel agitation as she realized that the Renegade wasn't going to give up. Even after she started to pick up her pace and was eventually going all out, the masked "vigilante" was able to find strength and was maneuvering his way from her and her blows.
Beck was feeling the same rush of back up energy from fighting the guards as was able to move his body against it's will. The pain blocked out, he felt his movement more natural and instinctive from training than anything else. But that added effect shortly lasted. Having used most of it in his previous battle Beck was growing tired once more. Suddenly, he made an error in his footing and took a second too long to regain his proper stance. That second was going to cost him dearly as the disc came closer to him. As if time was slowing he could see it on it's directed path but could do nothing against it.
Paige felt her previous rage come back to her as the Renegade got his second wind and along with her rage came her unyielding attacks. When the Renegade lost his footing, Paige was no wiser until she saw that he wasn't moving out of the way of her disc. And like with Beck, Paige felt time start to slow as she realized her mistake. She had gained a little control over her rage when she realized that the capture of the Renegade was inevitable but she was already relying on it in her fight.
The disc slowly crossed the top shoulder blade of the Renegade and continued its course downward to his chest and left his body near his hip. The cut was deep enough to be serious but not for immediately derezolution.
Beck yelled out in pain and jumped back only to have his legs give out on his landing. He fell back and his helmet made a large crunch as it hammered itself into the Grid floor. Beck immediately went to stand but found his body didn't do as he commanded. The pain was almost unbearable and Beck found himself unable to even shout out, but he felt it slowly fading.
What's going on…
He used all of his strength to lift his head and see what was going on. He saw Paige standing where she struck him frozen in what seemed to be shock. He looked down to his chest to see partially inside of himself.
That's gonna leave a mark…
Beck's head fell back once more. He starred at the dark gray clouds as they soundlessly floated through the sky.
Must be nice to be so fluffy and innocent…
His thoughts were now ceasing to recognize important events and procedures.
Why am I…
His vision was starting to become warped and faded. He felt a hand on his shoulder. He concentrated and saw Paige standing over him in worry.
Why is she so worried? She's a medic right? She'll fix me up. Wait… what's wrong with me again?
"Hey, what happened to me…" Beck manage to say. He trailed off at the end as if he was trying to remember her name.
Paige didn't respond as she looked for his disc.
Where the hell is his disc?
She started to panic as she realized she knocked it away from him and the beginning of their sparring. She instantly stood and saw it back down the path they had traveled.
"Paige…" Beck groaned out as his head slumped over. She ran to his disc and opened up his body schematic's as they started to pick up it's owners diagnostics.
While making changes and fixing broken code, the disc must be worn on the dock, the disc will pick up the users data if it is in close enough proximity to the owner. If someone were to mess with someone's code on the disc, it would be pretty insecure if they didn't have to actually make the owner wear their disc to cause the changes.
Paige gasped as she saw his code. It was starting to break apart, the code around his chest was losing stability as most of his body appeared in red or orange damaged code lines. She slid to his side as she stabilized his code as best as her old training would allow. It had been a long time since she actually used it on anybody. If it weren't for such the serious setting she would have realized the last person she actually healed was the same man she was treating this time. She was only about half way done with stabilizing his code, or at least stoping the derezolution process when the Renegade came to.
"Paige…" Beck's voice was course and weak. She looked down as she saw his visor looking at her.
"Hold on, i'm trying to save you," Paige muttered as she turned back to her disc. All of her rage was spent and her drive to take him prisoner had taken a back seat to her primary medic training. She felt a hand grab her wrist and stop her healing process.
"Paige, I just wanted to tell you, I'm glad I met you," Beck felt his vision become fuzzy once more. Paige raised an eyebrow in shock.
"You're delirious, wait until-"
"Even you can't fix this, Comman... Medic," even in his confusion he knew he was speaking to the warm hearted Medic he met as Beck and not the fierce stone cold Commander he met as the Renegade.
"Yes I can if you'd let go," Paige slapped his hand of her wrist and proceeded to finish his code.
"Paige…"
"Shut up," Paige felt irritation rise up as her patient wouldn't close his mouth. Then again, he rarely did. She lifted his back up and was able to attach his disc to his dock.
Beck felt his code start to rearrange in his body as it started to stabilize slightly. He felt pain and relief as the voxels around his chest stopped burning as they seemed to heal themselves. He let out a small hiss of pain as the process continued.
"Shut up, it's not that bad, better than being derezzed," Paige glared at her patient knowing the pain he felt.
"Easy for you to say," Beck looked back at Paige and found a smirk on her lips.
"Once this is over-,"
"You're taking me to Clu," Beck finished for her. Paige glared at him once more.
"At least you understand,"
Beck felt his coding start to replace itself on his chest and felt the pain start to rise exponentially.
"Now this part I expect to be painful," Paige looked down on the Renegade with another smirk. She was glad to help someone but this was the one patient she was glad to see in pain.
Beck yelled out in surprise as the pain rose higher. He closed his eyes in hope that he could concentrate on something to relieviate the pain.
His thoughts immediately went to Tron and as soon as it went to him it went to something else. He may have been a great Program to look up to and work under but all the times he inflicted pain on Beck and the times he was emotionally cold was not going to help him now.
His next thoughts went to Mara and Zed. His pain was held at bay until he remembered another Program that was undoubtedly tied with his friends. Bodhi and the rage that accompanied his memories was enough for Beck to move onto the next distraction.
He then went to the Program sitting next to him now. Not the commander but the female Program he had actually taken out a couple times. The Program he had tried to get to know. She liked tall places, open areas, and… freedom. How could her actual self be so far from her military self? She was like… what did Tron call them? Bird? Birds! Exactly. A beautiful creature that could fly away at a moments notice and be free to go anywhere it pleased, a creature that was made of and flew with freedom.
Without knowing Beck had found Paige's hand and was now squeezing it tightly. It brought him comfort and helped keep the pain from his first thoughts.
"Hey, what…" Paige looked down when the Renegade grabbed her hand and started to hold onto it. The feeling was familiar but she couldn't place it, as were many things with the Renegade. It was something she didn't consciously think about because she didn't have the time and knew it would only lead to distractions to find meaningless similarities to random Programs she had crossed, most likely in the military. But with her Medic coding active, she didn't feel compelled to pry his hand off of hers. Instead, she gave a small squeeze back as if to reassure him that she was still there.
Beck felt the pain starting to subside and loosened his grip on what he was holding. In confusion Beck tried to recall what he was holding. By the feel of it, it was a hand, but the only person who's hand it could be was…
Before he could finish his thought the hand was removed. There was a sudden jolt from his back as his disc was forcefully removed causing him to open his eyes. Paige was frantically going through his code to find his diagnostics. Her expression was not reassuring.
"What's going on?" Beck asked. Paige didn't respond. The pain had started to pick up again but Beck kept his eyes and mind open to get an answer out of Paige.
"Paige!"
"Shut up! You're code is relapsing, if I don't do something-" Paige stared at the code in shock as she realized the code had broken down underneath her own fixes and now that strain on the coding she fixed was failing. It was like a bridge with too much weight had finally collapsed and all the debris was falling down destroying what was around it.
But how…
She looked deeper in his coding to see where the structural failure started. A great place to start fixing the coding.
Beck felt pain all over his body now and could no longer hear Paige. He felt his left ankle burst into fiery pain. A loud shout came from his mouth but he only managed to fidget with his exhausted body.
Paige started to panic as her enemy started to fall apart before her eyes.
The pain of his ankle felt as if it was going to make him pass out but suddenly it stopped and it felt blissfully nice. His relief was short lived as he heard Paige gasp out in horror. He opened his eyes to see his body in his disc that Paige was working on. His eyes shot open as he saw his left leg was in half.
"No, no, no, this can't be happening!" Paige blurted out as she kept combating the deteriorating code.
"Paige, what's…" Beck tried to speak but before he could be aware of it, he was unconscious.
Paige glanced at the Renegade to see his head slumped over.
Better this way.
She instantly resumed to her task. She looked at the code and felt her heart sink, the code was at a point in which the damage was going to be permanent, and if she wasn't lucky, she would lose him. She felt an nauseating feeling well up in her core as she worked as fast as she could manage, but that didn't stop her fears. In her panic she accessed the Renegade's appearance templet and froze as she saw the face of the owner.
Beck…?
Paige blocked out the thought as she relied on her Medic coding to not let personal matters get into her procedure. She turned back to the coding only to see it was too late. The breakdown had gotten to his core components and it was only a matter of time before he was derezzed. She dropped his disc and stared down at the helmet in loss.
How could I have let this happen…
Her first thoughts were quickly consumed by a much more personal matter.
How could… how could I… how could it be… you?
Paige let go of her barriers and let the realization that Beck and the Renegade were one in the same. She slowly reached to the back of his helmet and felt the cracked plastic housing near the release point. She quickly realized that the release point was removed. She followed a crack that was caused by his fall and found it was chipped near the circuits to the areas of the release mechanism. With a bit of work she was able to get it release his visor.
As the visor collapsed Paige held her breath in anticipation. She realized this setting was probably the worst for the great reveal of the Renegade. As the visor was disappearing, the Renegade's arm had turned to voxels. Paige looked up to watch it fall to pieces. She looked back down to see Beck's face in place of the visor. Before she could stop her self, she lowered her self to his chest and wrapped her arms around him. Small droplets of water fell onto his chest and were absorbed into the suit. Along with the tears, memories of Beck that she couldn't stop appeared in her head.
"You know, 'one goes free'" The first time she met him on the train.
"I lied,"
"I was… trying to impress you," - When he was trying to save everyone on the train to Bismuth.
"New perspective…" - When he tried to open her eyes to another view.
"It's beautiful up here," - When she brought him to her sanctuary on top of the bridge.
"But why? Don't let the Occupation control you!" - When she told him it wouldn't work.
"We can still be together! This has nothing to do with them!" - When he told her it could.
"Freedom is perfection," - When he left without another word.
She looked up from her misery to see his other leg steadily losing stability and turning to voxels. It was only a matter of time now. Once it reached his chest it would destabilize what's left of his code and derezz him.
She looked back at his unconscious face, and raised her hand to stroke his cheek. She had always wanted to. Always seeing his smile made her wonder what it felt like to smile so much. Did it cause his cheeks to hurt after a while? Were his cheeks softer? Harder? How could he do it so often? He would always break into a smile at the sight of her, even when he seemed to be brooding about something when he was alone waiting for her.
"Beck…" she felt her thumb cross his cheek. It was soft and warm to her touch. Just as she hoped it would be.
He always seemed to relaxed with her. He wasn't hiding himself, like she was. Usually his stories were of the time before the Occupation came to Argon, passing his free time with his friends. At first he didn't want to open up about what first happened when the Occupation did arrive but after a few dates Beck told her about Bodhi and what happened to him. She was torn to find that the guards were so ruthless and out of line. After that they stayed away from Occupation talk, to both their benefits, at the time the Renegade was becoming an annoying nuisance and Pavel was growing extremely tiresome. His life was simple but fun. No not fun, it was alive. Almost everyday they would go out to the clubs and enjoy the night time. If not the clubs then the courts to practice their disc skills and challenge each other. His job was something he enjoyed to do as well. It was his passion, to fix things, make them right. Paige remembered a time when it was like that, when her life wasn't filled with stress, anger, and death.
She opened her eyes, not knowing when she shut them. Her eyes roamed over Beck's gentle yet masculine features. Even when he was about to be derezzed he managed to look peaceful, in control, and… free.
He was free and she wasn't.
Paige looked back to his leg to find that it was just ending at his upper thigh, she had seconds left with him. Once more she put her head against his chest and let her stinging hot tears fall. The tiny voxels making their small glass sound as they hit the ground.
You can't go… Not when I realized what you meant. Not when I finally realized what I truly want.
Paige felt her head slump forward as the object it was resting on left its solid form. She shut her eyes tighter not willing to accept the reality.
You can't go! Not now… please… anything but this… I want to tell you… I want to tell you about how you were right… how free I wanted to be… how I wanted to be free with you… how I… loved you…
Paige's hands were now resting against the ground with voxels littered around them.
Beck… you can't be…
Beck, the Renegade, was dead.
-separator-
Time ceased for Paige. She stayed in her sitting position with her arms propping her up until they gave out. As if someone else dragged her body, it found its way to the wall of a storage unit and leaned against it for support. Her tired arms wrapped around her knees while her head fell to rest on top of them. The millicycles seemed to go by like nanos. By the time her brain registered that she needed energy it was the beginning of a new cycle. She felt her stomach churn with the idea of looking up but fought against it. It had been millicycles since she had seen him and she wasn't sure if he was truly gone or if she had imagined it all up. Her eyes caught sight of the cubes of the derezzed program only a few feet away. Her secret hopes that it was just a bad dream were quickly dashed away, causing her heart and head to fall once more.
Wait…
Even in her painful haze she felt an oddity. Paige looked back instinctively without thinking of the mental and physical consequences. She saw Beck's disk still intact and lying in the middle of the cubic debris. She slowly crawled over to it, her hands and knees gently pushing away the remains of the fallen program. When she grabbed it she found her way back to the storage unit and opened up Beck's memory bank.
"You know 'One goes free, one goes free,'"
"Oh… I remember now, you disk skills were… adequate,"
Beck's Memory Thoughts: Oh please… you know they were good, Paige.
Paige's Thoughts: Maybe I was a little hard on him…
"Don't feel bad, i'm sure you're good at your real job. Tell me, do you find waste disposal satisfying?"
"Ha, now look who thinks she's funny, for your information i'm… an Architect,"
Beck's Memory Thoughts: Trying to impress and keep a cover… smooth Beck.
Paige's Thoughts: That's… cute actually. Paige felt a small grin break her frown.
"I'm sure your friends are proud, now move along Architect,"
-fast forward-
Beck steps in front of Paige.
"Step aside!"
"What happened?"
"Technical difficulties, now move! I'm looking for somebody,"
"Like me?"
"Excuse me?"
"I'm who you're looking for,"
Beck's Memory Thoughts: What the hell am I saying?
"Do you want to get hurt?"
"No, I want to repair the train,"
"How? You're an Architect,"
"I'm not really… I'm a mechanic…"
Beck's Memory Thoughts: Well if you remember my face the first time we actually met then you would know that wouldn't you, Paige?
Paige's Thoughts: When I first met him?
"Why did you lie?"
"I, ugh, I wanted to impress you, i'm sorry. It sounded like a good idea at the time,"
The train is shutting down… for damage control when it crashes…
"Fine, you wanna impress me? Fix that!"
"If you can't do it just say so, for all I know you lied about being a mechanic too,"
"Nope, but I did lie about wanting to impress you,"
"Uh huh…"
"If you ask me, you've been impressed since we first met,"
"Absolutely, and why is that again? I can't seem to remember…"
The doors separating the passengers is lifted by Beck.
"Any more questions?"
-fast forward-
"Sorry, nothing I can do, there's not enough code here to repair,"
"Then you need to find another way to stop this train, I'm not about to let all these Programs die!"
"Since when does the Occupation care about sparing innocent lives?"
"You don't know me, Mechanic, don't act like you do,"
Beck's Memory Thoughts: Wow, so she really does care about saving lives doesn't she?
"Fair enough,"
-fast forward-
The train cars are cut from the engine.
"How does it feel to finally save some lives for once?"
"For you information I wasn't always a soldier,"
"Oh yeah?"
"But I-"
"Am now…" Paige finished the memory. She let her hand fall as the disc fell to the ground and made an audible clash with the ground.
This wasn't how it was supposed to be…
She rubbed her thumb against the disc, a subconscious act which lead to a discovery.
Why does it feel different?
She looked back at the disc and saw that it had an odd line going through the center of its rim. She slid her fingernail into and was able to split apart the over laying part. The original disc was now black as it was supposed to be as she the other half looked to be an actual half of another disc. It was white and underneath it was raw circuits that shouldn't be exposed. She examined it shortly before placing it down on the ground and look back into Beck's memories. She knew it was unhealthy, but she wanted to remember the good times of her and Beck not the bad times of the Commander and the Renegade.
"Who are you?"
"This isn't what it looks like… I was just… gauging my opponent,"
"And… what did you learn?"
Paige's Thoughts: Is that… Tron? What happened to his face?
"That she wants to… kill me,"
"Then you probably shouldn't have agreed to go on that date with her,"
"It's not a date, Paige is a commander in the enemy's army. I'm gathering intel. For the good of the Uprising,"
Tron snorts as Beck looks at his reflection in the monitor.
"Your hair looks fine, it's your stance that's all over the place,"
"I'm not trying to recruit Paige because I like her!"
"Since when are you recruiting her? I thought you were gathering intel,"
"She's different and she can be turned… I think…"
Beck's Memory Thoughts: I hope anyway…
"I have to try,"
"Winning her over may be a lost cost, but I won't try to talk you out of it,"
Paige felt a spark within her, a real feeling since… She put the disc back down and laid her head into her knees. She couldn't keep going, it was going to kill her knowing what Beck felt while dating her.
Could that really be Tron? Is he really alive?
"Commander?" Paige looked up to see a tall figure in all black looking down on her. It wasn't a Black Guard. No Black Guard would have the nerve to hide his circuit lines. It was the one with Beck meaning…
"Tron," Paige spat. Whether Tron was surprised at his identity being uncovered he didn't show it. Simply stood there.
"Well, should I be concerned about who this used to be?" Tron asked gesturing to pool of voxels next to him. Tron took a look at the Commander and noticed how exhausted and worn she looked.
"Why are you here, Tron?" Paige didn't hear his question.
"Seeing that you know who I am, either you figured out who the Renegade is and then me, or he told you,"
"Does it matter," her voice laced with a deep rooted but controlled anger.
"No I suppose not, because even when you tell your General, Users hope you don't tell Clu, they'll derezz you on the spot if you say i'm alive,"
Paige seethed, her anger breaking her restraint to turn the legendary Tron into nothing but voxels.
"Where is he Paige? Hopefully, you didn't rough him up too much this time," Tron's voice was starting to gain concern. It was then that he finally noticed that the disc in her hand was not her own and there was a bright white looking object next to her, from his position he could barely see it.
"He's not here,"
"Paige,"
"He's gone,"
"Paige!"
"He's…"
"What happened!?"
"THIS HAPPENED!" Paige shot up with the white part of Beck's disc in her hand and threw it at Tron's chest and proceeded to wave her arms above her as if everything around them explain the situation.
"This war! The Occupaton! Clu! The Renegade! YOU! ALL OF THEM HAPPENED AND IT KILLED HIM. JUST LIKE IT KILLED SO MANY OTHERS!"
Tron caught the part of his own disc and starred at it in shock.
This wasn't supposed to happen. He was just becoming what he needed to be…
They both stood in silence, looking to the ground as if it was the only thing that made sense anymore.
"He…" Tron's voice was dry when he broke the silence. It was hard for him to talk, probably because him mind was struggling to fully take in Paige's words. "He wanted to save you…"
Paige's response is too quite for Tron to hear.
"He cared for you Paige… more than he did me,"
Paige responded with silence.
"He was starting to… Maybe he already did but… he was falling for you, Commander," Unintentionally, Tron hit a raw nerve with Paige. She threw Beck's disc at him. He dodge it easily. Paige ran past Tron to the returning path of Beck's disc and caught it, but kept on moving and away from Tron.
"Wait! Paige! Let me help you!" But his words didn't seem to reach her as she ran into the distance.
She ran away.
AN: Well, well, well. Here we are. I wasn't going to post this chapter so soon but I felt what I had up was boring, storyline wise. This was inspired by the small fanfic 'Lost Renegade' on tumblr and deviantart. I hope I didn't break your heart too much, it takes a shattered heart to write something like this. This is far from over so don't be too sad, just don't hold your breath. Thanks, I hope you enjoy.
-Rose's Requiem