Help! I really hate falling! Let us get right into the story's fabulous disclaimer!
Disclaimer: Oh my Creator aaaaaargh I don't wanna die aaaaah I don't own Tron or any of its charaaaaachters I'm just a sick ISO that enjoys messing up peoples lives with my true stories *thump*
Rebooting
ISO: Online
Hearing: Online
Setting: Good
Visuals: Offline
Setting: Superior
Vocals: Offline
Setting: High-pitched
Movement: Offline
Setting: Average
What happened?
I couldn't remember.
There was…falling?
I was falling and I…
Hit the ground?
Was I derezzed?
I didn't want to be.
I had something…
Something to stay for.
Maybe it was someone?
A program?
Maybe…
Unlikely
I knew no one.
Not true.
There was…a User?
Was I friends with a User?
There was also a twin?
My twin?
I had no siblings.
Oren?
I knew someone named Oren?
Light Cycles
Kelly…
User?
Zuse?
Zuse was a twin?
Of mine?
Evil?
So hard to remember.
Pain
I was in pain.
FALLING!
Suddenly everything came back. I had been falling out of the End of the Line Club. CLU's minions were after me. Where was I? Words flashed before my eyes as I began running system checks:
Visuals: Online
Movement: Online
System check: No viruses
Password Strength: Strong
I opened my eyes and it was too bright. I squeezed them shut and then slowly opened them again. I was in a dusty…arcade? Flynn's arcade. How did I get here? I heard a voice in my head say, "What do you say?" I responded with "Uh…get out of my head?" The voice laughed and I realized who it was. The Creator.
"Thank you, sir." I murmured.
"Haha, good times!" the Creator continued to laugh at me.
"Why did you save me?"
"Hah! Well I need you to destroy Zuse of course! You made him like I made CLU so it's both our responsibilities to derezz them."
"I don't think I can."
"Well you have to. Zuse has Grid domination in his head. He'll try to get it at all costs."
"Why would he want that?"
"He just wants power, is all. He thinks with power comes respect and he never had respect before. Neither did you but you didn't become evil because of it. With you taking away his conscience, he can do everything you ever wanted to do with none of the guilt."
"Wow."
"I know, right?"
"You yes, left?
"Haha you're a funny one, Castor. I chose well."
"Chose what well?"
"I fear that CLU distrusts the ISOs and I need at least one. Since you will be living on Earth, you won't be able to be that one. But I need you to protect one of the ISOs for a time. Her name is Quorra. She's my apprentice."
"Yes, sir."
"Goodbye, Castor."
The voice faded and I was left wondering where this Quorra was. I walked to the door and opened it. The dark night was there but it was Earth, it was welcome. The cold enveloped me and I welcomed it. I closed my light blue eyes and inhaled deeply.
"If you're done breathing, I'd like to get somewhere warm please."
I turned around and saw that standing behind me in the arcade was an ISO with short black hair and big eyes. She was trying to frown at me but she was having difficulty keeping the smile off her face.
"It's easier to frown when you aren't smiling." I said and she gave up.
"Do you have somewhere for me to stay?"
"No I'm afraid not, only a place for someone named Quorra. I get the feeling she isn't coming." I sighed theatrically and turned to her and
smiled. She smiled back and said, "I'm Quorra."
"Ah. Then right this way." I lead her away from the arcade and we started talking.
"The Creator warned me about you." I joked, "He told me to lock you in a cage and only give you a cheese grater to play with."
"Cheese grater?"
"Uh...yeah...never mind about that." We got to the door of Kelly's house and I opened the door. Next thing I knew Kelly was there hugging me so hard that I felt like I was being suffocated. Kelly was murmuring things like, "I thought you were dead and I was so scared." After about 10 seconds Quorra cleared her throat in an embarrassed way. Kelly pulled away and smiled at her, "What's up?" Quorra seemed to calm down.
"Nothing much." she said.
"Quorra needs a place to stay the night," I said to Kelly, "and there's probably no way that you can hide us all in your room."
"Well," Kelly replied, "it is getting hard convincing my mom that the door keeps opening on its own and the reason all the food is gone is because I ate it all. While Oren reboots I guess I could take you to a friends house."
"Really?" I asked.
"Actually he goes to an all-guys school a few blocks away and he owns a house with his friends but his friends are cool and they wont mind."
"Of course they wont mind a girl living with them."
"No no, they aren't like that. They're all too nice. Plus all the rooms have locks and she could chill for a while, lay low there."
"Well let's go then." The sun had risen and it was early morning by the time that we got to the house. Kelly knocked on the door. There was the sound of two guys yelling, "I'll get it!" in unison and heavy footfalls as the two people ran down the stairs. Just on the other side of the door there was the sound of a scuffle, one boy yelled, "But it's my turn!" as the other screamed, "But I never get to answer the door!" the two proceeded to call each other a few odd names, one even claiming that the other was 'a bloody newt!' and the response was the other saying that the first should be burned at the stake. Finally the door opened to show two guys dressed for school, even though it was only 6 AM. The taller of the two, a guy with kinky light brown hair spoke first, "Well well well, if it isn't captivatin' Kelly." he said with a thick British accent and he smiled at Quorra and I. The shorter had a big nose and very high-pitched nasally voice and when he spoke his words were not as kind, "Who are these guys?" he asked Kelly.
"Friends." she responded and just as the shorter guy started to speak the taller finally succeeded in pushing the short one away from the open door and creating just enough room for us to file in.
"Don't mind him, he's just mad because he forgot to do his, uh, science homework last night." said the tall one.
"I did not forget to do it!" the short guy squeaked, "You stole it for your own purposes!"
"Well then, that's as maybe, but I suppose you better write it again."
"I knew it! A confession! And you're the witnesses!" the little guy shrieked at us and ran off the tell someone of the theft.
"I'm Michael then. You already met little fussy over there, the bloody newt."
"I heard that!" Michael shuffled uncomfortably. He muttered, "Well, I suppose you want Eric then, eh? Never comes to visit us, just lucky Eric. Oh, why you hang out with him, I can't fathom."
"He's nice and he doesn't steal other people's homework."
"I never...oh well fine I did take it but what was I supposed to do? Fail? Huh, not likely!"
"You could have just done your own."
"But...well yeah but I had fencing practice yesterday. I had no time."
"Your fencing practice ends at 3:30."
"Uh well...fine. I'll give it back."
"Good job Michael."
"Just gotta copy the answers onto a separate sheet of paper and then I'll give it back."
"Michael!"
"What, I got time! There is no school today anyway."
"Oh yeah I forgot. Well, as much as I dislike cheating, I guess this can be our secret?"
"Oh oh, definitely definitely!" Michael said quickly, "Well you know the way, up the stairs, right turn, right turn."
"OK thanks Mikey."
"See you later." As we walked up the stairs, I turned to Kelly, "Who are these guys?"
"British transfer students. They were friends that came here for fun."
"Why not just stay in Britain?"
"Because they heard that some of the best acting schools are out here."
"They act?"
"Most definitely. You should see some of their sketches! Amazing! And really funny. I would have thought that spending all your time with the same five people would get boring but they manage to keep things interesting."
"Wow." Quorra said. She looked happy but when I looked at Kelly she looked tired. I realized that Kelly must have stayed up all night waiting for me to come back. I suddenly felt horrible. Why had I done that? I knew that I couldn't have possibly controlled how long it took me to reboot. But I could have just skipped the jumping out of a window part. But then we wouldn't be here. I probably would have been derezzed. Or if I had just stayed in the elevator and not gotten the coats and Oren's memory card, we would be home waiting for Oren to remember what happened and failing badly. I figured that what I did was the best solution. We turned right at the top of the stairs and passed the open doors leading to bedrooms in all stages of messiness. There were three rooms, two guys per room. I figured that Michael and the short guy shared a room. We walked passed a room with half the wall painted orange and the other half dark blue. Two guys were arguing in it, one on each side of an invisible line that crossed the middle, just where the colors combined.
"I've told you, I hate it when you leave your karate in my side of the room."
"You aren't the boss of me!"
"Oh yeah?"
"Yeah!"
"I can beat you up any day of the week!"
"I'm a black belt! But I'd like to see you try, you pansie!"
The two started forward until they remembered the invisible line.
"You're just lucky that that line is there."
"No you're lucky that it's there."
"No you are!"
"No you!"
"No you!" We continued on until we got to the end of the hall way and then turned right again. We soon came to a closed door and heard the sound of a computer mouse clicking quietly. Kelly tapped on the door and whispered, "Hello?"
"Come in." came the quiet reply. Kelly turned the handle and opened the door. There was one bed by the door and another against the back wall of the room. A long desk was next to the far bed and there were two computers on it, humming quietly. One of the two chairs was occupied by a brown haired guy and he was clicking the mouse. The other chair was empty but the far bed was occupied by a sleeping form, completely covered by a blanket. At the sound of the door the guy at the computer turned around and smiled warmly, "Hey Kelly!" She nodded at him and smiled.
"Hi." he said to us. Quorra and I nodded. He stood up and saved what was on the computer and then powered it down and left, nodding to us again. We cautiously approached the sleeping guy on the bed. I wasn't quite sure what I expected. Maybe a really buff guy? Who we saw was completely...not. Kelly yanked back the covers to reveal a skinny guy with smooth blond neck-length hair and angular features. His dark blue eyes flashed open in an instant, "Oh my God, I'm late for school!" He got out of bed and started running around the room in a camp T-shirt and some blue plaid pajama pants.
"TERRY!" he yelled, "WHY DIDN'T YOU WAKE ME UP?"
"Which one?" came the reply. He scowled and yelled, "The obvious one that I share a room with."
"I could take him any day of the week for you, Eric!" shrieked the guy who I suspected was John the black belt.
"Please! Everyone knows you're to stupid to beat anyone up." said the one who had been arguing with him.
"Shut up you bloody newts!" Michael called up to the 2nd floor.
"You're a bloody newt!" came the reply.
"Oh shut up!" Michael yelled again, all the while Eric was grabbing random books and shoving them into his messenger bag.
"I have no time to eat!" Eric was muttering, "Thank you so much for waking me up."
"Uh, Eric, there's no school today."
"Oh there's not? Well that's good I suppose."
"Eric, I'd like you to meet my friends Quorra," here Eric shook her hand and then turned to shake mine, "and this is Castor."
"Nice to meet you."
"Eric, remember what I was telling you about the other day?"
"Which one?"
"Where I said that computers can contain virtual uniserses?"
"Yeah yeah?"
"Well these guys come from one of those virtual universes."
"Oh ah. SO they're computer programs?"
"Not quite." Kelly quickly explained what had happened, all the while Quorra and I went downstairs to talk with Michael.
"So could she stay here?" I asked.
"Wait why?" Michael responded.
"She just transferred from...Toronto and she needs a place to stay."
"Uh sure, she can stay here. I'm sure that she could take my room and I could stay on the couch."
"What about your roommate?"
"Well I guess he would have to come out to."
"Thank you so much." Quorra said. After Kelly explained everything to Eric, the two of them came down the stairs. Eric was dressed in a dark gray wool school jacket and some dark blue jeans. As I stood to follow them, Quorra started to get up.
"No no no," I said, "You're going to be staying here tonight."
"OK." she said. I got up to go and followed Eric and Kelly out the door. I couldn't wait for the coming battle.
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I am aware that the order of events is messed up but I never liked chronological order anyway. So don't wonder, "How can Castor and Kelly leave but Kevin Flynn can't? Just don't ask. Please. Just review. Even hate reviews are welcome. And try not to really smoke my story. It wouldn't work out very well.
