Author's Note: New chap YAAY :D I'm sorry but I had to split 'The Purge' into 4 chaps, the last (the next one) will be very short. But believe me it makes sense... or not. I'll do it anyway. Feel informed ;)

And now prepare for sorrow and tears. If you don't feel like this YOU'RE A SUPPORTER OF CLU O_O *dramatic music*

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/The Purge (pt 3)/

"Look!"
Susan pointed at a gleaming field on the wall of a building showing a picture of Susan saying:

WANTED

"That can't be true..." Now she understood why CLU wanted her to come with Tron and Flynn. He wanted to derezz her too.
"We have to avoid security programs. They're loyal to CLU..."
They had to be extremely careful, scurried from one side street to the next.
When they were just crossing the street, Zuse got grabbed by his arm. Both turned around quickly and relaxed again when they saw the ISOs standing next to them.
"You've made me jump all right! We thought you were sentries!", Zuse laughed.
Though the ISOs remained serious. "Zuse, we need your help!"
He shortly looked to Susan in confusion and turned to the scared ISOs with a sensitive voice. "What happened?"
"CLU! He is having every ISO in the city murdered!"
"WHAT?!", Zuse and Susan said with one voice.
An other ISO said with tearstained voice: "It's true! We've seen it with our own eyes!"
And an other: "We could get free and run away, but the other four..." His voice broke.
The first one spoke again. "Zuse, please, help us! We heard that you can get anyone anywhere and we have to get out of here!"
He hesitantly looked at each of them. "Of course.", he finally answered resolutely. "We'll get you out of the city."
They hastened forward, Susan and Zuse in front, the three scared ISOs behind them.
"What do you want to do?", Susan worriedly whispered. "I'm sure we can't use the big streets and certainly every Solar Sailer geht's checked!"
"Don't worry, I have a plan. I did this several times before."
"Huh?"
"Forged discs."
"You can do that?"
He nodded. "For criminals or programs with other reasons to leave the city without being seen. I did not establish my reputation only by being an extroverted club owner..."
"And... What are we going to do now?"
"We'll go to a storehouse and see if there are some co-operative sirens. If not, we'll have break in."
"Break in? Flynn won't like that..."
"Flynn's not here, we're on our own!", he hissed.
Susan looked at him in shock. "Zuse, we don't even know where he is! And don't talk to me like that again, is that understood?"
He took a deep breath. "I'm sorry, I did not want to do that. I know he's your friend, but for now we have to shift for ourselves. Without Users. We will smuggle those ISOs out of the city and then we'll search for Flynn. Probably, he's already on his way to the portal and then it's just a matter of time when CLU finally gets stopped."
He tenderly looked at her and she calmed down.
"Alright... When we're in this storehouse... what then?"
"We'll get some inactivated discs, manipulate them so that the ISOs cannot be recognised as ISOs and go to the solar sailers together."
"Okay..." Susan looked to the ground solicitously. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Zuse looking at her. Suddenly he took her hand in his and squeezed it lightly. She looked into his silver eyes.
"Everything will be fine, dear."


Susan pressed her disc into the door of the storehouse, but nothing happened.
"We have to find another entrance.", Zuse said and he and Susan walked forward again. They turned left... and froze.
Four sentry programs stood in the middle of the street and turned to them now.
For a moment everything was deathly silent.
Susan took a deep breath. Her look became dark. Quietly she said: "Go."
The ISOs hesitated, turned around then and followed her command by running in the other direction. Zuse stood still.
"I meant you too."
He darkly stared straightforward. "I won't let you alone."
They looked at eachother. Susan nodded and looked forward again. Then both took their discs from their backs, just as the sentries took their own weapons.
Contemporaneously with the sentries they tore forward.
Susan caught one immediately, rammed her disc directly into his chest. Then she pounced on the next. She dodged and jumped when they tried to hit her, blocked punches, moved lightning-fast and derezzed yet another.
There she recognised, that even more came running out of the side streets. Frenziedly she darted at them, fell into a rage, let off steam on these programs, but they were too many.
"We have to go!", Zuse shouted, grabbed her by her arm and pulled her with him. They ran as fast as they could. They were already fully out of breath, still they didn't stop.
At a big lighted street they turned right and stood still again.
Further away, the 3 ISOs from earlier and 2 others kneeled on the ground. Susan recognised Sikon, who now sobbingly looked at her. Behind them there stood sentry programs with their discs in their hands. They raised them.
"NO!", Susan shouted, before the sentries rammed their discs into the ISO's necks, who shattered into little cubs.
"NOOOO!", she shrieked again, wanted to pounce on them, but Zuse hold her firmly and arduously dragged her away.
"You can't do anything! Come now!"
"LET GO OF ME!", she screamed while thick tears ran down her cheeks. The sentries ran up to them.
"You have no chance!" Zuse desperately tried to haul her into another direction, finally she gave in and they dashed off.
They ran as fast as their legs allowed them to. Though Susan did not feel her legs anymore. She only felt anger, nothing else, boundless fury with everything around her. She did not even notice the long distance they ran, just let Zuse lead her and was surprised then when they suddenly stopped behind a high building.
They still were totally out of breath, but Susan was it out of rage.
"I'll kill them all!", she brought forth with clenched teeth and wanted to go back, but Zuse grabbed her arm.
"Are you crazy?!", he hissed. "They'll delete you without flinching, you've just seen that!"
"I'm fine with that, but I would take many with me if I died!"
She wrested herself free, but Zuse now grasped both of her arms so firmly that she could hardly move.
"Do you hear what you're talking?! If you died now, everything was for nothing! I know, you want revenge, I can understand that so damn good. I knew all of these ISOs by name, just as I knew every single program in my club. But we must not fall into a rage now! We have to have our head on straight and find a way to prevent more damage. Do you understand?"
He stared at her with his glowing eyes and she felt how the anger slowly faded away. Zuse was right. She couldn't do anything for those ISOs, however for all others, if they acted now.
Susan nodded slightly.
"Good..." He let go of her. "We search for Flynn now. He has to do something about that."
Just as Zuse wanted to go, Susan said: "I should search for Flynn. You should go to the ISO Towers as fast as possible and spread the word about what happens here. You're good at that. You especially have to inform Ophelia."
Zuse seemed surprised, that she'd recovered so quickly and thought for a moment. "Yes... Yes, you're right... I'm on my way."
She stopped him and looked into his eyes. "Be safe."
He nodded and smiled lightly. Then he hurried off.


Susan lay on the roof of a lower building and peeked down on a big square, where hundreds of programs gathered. Also the side streets were full of basics and all of them looked to a stage in the front that was yet empty.
"What's going on there?", Quorra asked next to her.
Susan had discovered her when she had been in search of Flynn. She had not found him, though she got to know from others that he was still alive and appearently also fought for the ISOs somewhere in is huge city. However, the more he fought, the stronger became CLU, since the basics gradually lost their faith in him because of his attempt to rescue the ISOs, and this in such a short time. Indeed, not even two millicycles have passed since Susan had seen him the last time. Everything happened so fast.
Quorra had come across her shortly after Zuse went to the ISO-Towers. She had flung her arms around Susan's neck when she realised that she was no sentry. She had told her that she could escape when a few sentry programs just wanted to execute her and some other ISOs in the middle of the street. The others did not make it.
"I don't know...", Susan answered.
Then suddenly the masses began to cheer when CLU walked onto the platform. Attentively, Quorra and Susan listened to his speech.
"My dear programs of the Grid!
Didn't I predict it hundreds of cycles ago? Didn't I warn a long time ago against the ISO's unpredictability, that the ISOs are a risk for the Grid? They possess no directives, no purpose. They are dangerous intruders. We on the other hand HAVE a purpose, drudge cycle after cycle to create the perfect system despite these truders. And how does the creator thank us? He would rather concern himself with these unsteady creatures than with us, his own creations. Flynn, our User, did not listen to my warnings, although the Gridbugs became severer and more frequently, bewilderingly especially in the ISO-Towers, of course.
But this User remained inactive! Ignored our lamentations and still let us toil, even for this useless tribe of the ISOs. And today we count the cost for his decisions.
My dearest programs, I stand here before you with a heavy heart. The unpredictability of the ISOs gained the upper hand. It saddens me to have to inform you that our great guardian Tron has been attacked by a horde of wild ISOs and... got erased."
A murmur went through the crowd, some programs screamed of shock. Susan and Quorra looked at eachother.
"I know, I know, my dear programs, it's a heavy setback. However, we cannot remain in sorrow for too long. Tron's sacrifice must not be for nothing!
We are here for too long to leave our beloved Grid to the ISOs uncontested. Wo has been here before them? We were! Who kept this world's system intact for more than 350 cycles? We did! And who will defend the Grid from the ISOs now?"
"WE WILL!", the programs shouted enthusiastically.
CLU laughed. "You're right, my dear programs! We will do that! As of today each ISO and everyone who helps them are declared as enemies of the Grid!"
Susan looked around. On every building CLU light up, how he held his speech, and his voice resounded in the whole city, so that everyone could hear him. Surely this was also broadcast in every other city on the Grid like Argon, but of course not in the ISO-Towers.
"They finally have to be brought to justice for what they've done. For Tron and for ALL OF US! Once for all, I will PURGE the Grid from this plague! I will protect all of us from this ISO nemesis!
I tell you, my programs, break the chains of suppression and don't let yourself be enslaved any longer, neither by the ISOs, nor by the USERS. The ISOs are not better than we are, no miracle, how Flynn described them. So why are WE called Basics? We. Are. Programs! And that is how we shall be known from now on! Today we are basics no more!"
The masses cheered loudly.
"And I, CLU, system administrator, say: The tyranny of the Users comes to an end with immediate effect! We are programs!"
Cheering.
"We are the creators!"
Yet louder cheering.
"WE. ARE. FREE!"
Susan never had experienced such loud cheering before. The programs screamed their mind to heaven, as if they would never have to speak again.
Quorra and Susan stared down.
How could that happen? How could such a beautiful world, a paradise, become hell?
They couldn't understand it.
"We have to bring you out of here at once, Quorra..."
Susan and Quorra hastened down the building over to a platform with various vehicles. Quorra climbed into a little airship, wherein there was space for two, and just as she wanted to help Susan to get in, a flying disc threw her off balance.
"Susan!"
She stopped Quorra from getting out of the airship by holding up a hand.
On her left side, there were 6 sentry programs Running towards them. "That's the wanted one!"
"They're here for me, not you...", Susan whispered. "Listen. You take off now and go to the ISO Towers to tell everybody what CLU said."
"I won't go without you!"
"You have to! Do you want all ISOs to get killed? I'll manage..." Susan nervously looked to the sentries that were quickly approaching. "And, Quorra, promise me to avoid dangers. It's not gutless to hide, if you can preserve a whole race through it."
"I... promise..."
Susan nodded, smiled lightly and ran off.
The sentries ran after her and did not even notice the airship rising into the air.
Susan ran as fast as she could, reached down to her left thigh and took the baton, which was attached to it, into her hand. She'd always considered it complete nonsense to take 2 light batons with oneself, but now Tron's advice made sense. She jumped up, felt the light cycle under her body and opened up.
She already heard the others behind her. Since she knew that those kind of sentries have faster bikes, she activated her white light ribbon and turned off the long road into the Outlands. She hoped, that they could not follow her, but there she heard the same bang, that her bike has made when she had left the road, yet 6 times.
"Great..."
She drove through a tunnel and sneaked a peek behind her. The 6 sentries came closer and closer. Susan made zigzag movements with her light cycle and hoped that somebody would be so stupid as to crash into her ribbon, but noone did.
There was already the first one near her and rammed her. She went into a skid a bit, but didn't want to put up with it and rammed him back. Suddenly the two bikes became entangled. The sentry quickly took his disc from his back and tried to disconnect from her cycle.
Susan took her own disc into her hand, did not free her bike though, but hit the sentry's head with it. Immediately he crumbled and Susan broke her light cycle away from his. Without its driver, the sentry's bike fell back and nearly crashed into another sentry. Though Susan didn't have that much luck.
"Well, at least there's only 5 more..."
The Outlands became bumpier and she skidded lightly even without being rammed. But she wasn't alone with this. When she looked over her shoulder, she noticed that the sentries decelerated a bit the bumpier the way became, since their light cycles were designed for the game grid rather than for the rough terrain of the Outlands.
However, sentries were no cowards. 2 of them opened up again.
Now one was on Susan's right, one on her left. There was no possibility to escape. They gave her a grilling, pushed her ever closer between them until their light cycles already touched hers, which sent out sparks. The two took their discs from the back.
'This is the end...', Susan thought and closed her eyes.
Suddenly there was the sound of a light cycle above them. They looked up and recognised the white driver, whose name Susan didn't know, who now drove over the rocky hill next to them. He accelerated fully, turned right, flew over them and landed to their right. Susan instantly braked, since she knew what would follow. The white one took one of his impossible turns and both sentries crashed into his light ribbon.
Susan dodged to the left, the direction the white one also went. Now she saw him in front of her and noticed him turning his head in her direction. With his hand he gave her the sign that she should keep to the left. She nodded and followed his order. There it suddenly went up and when Susan looked behind her, she realised that none of the remaining sentries followed her, but the white one.
She tried to concentrate. He was obviously trying to save her, but Susan didn't want him getting derezzed because of her and looked for a way to drive downwards to the others again. But since there was no way to be found, she could just view the specatcle.
The white one drove straight. The others followed him. Suddenly they veered to the left. Susan frowned and looked ahead. There was a huge rock with just a tiny hole at its bottom in front of the drivers. She looked at the white one again, but contrary to her expectation, he did not dodge to the left like the others. He just kept on steadily ahead.
"What the hell are you doing?!"
Why did he want to derezz himself?
Susan desperately searched for a possibility to help him, did not find a way down from the hill though. So she just had to witness how the sentries rode on the save left side and her saviour directly towards this wall of rock.
He was only a few metres in front of it, when he suddenly let himself fall on the ground with his bike, quickly slid through the narrow gap in the rock, got up again with an elegant twist and just drove on as if nothing had happened.
Susan laughed loudly. He'd done it again. He just caught her off-guard with his unbelievable driving skills again.
With this short performance and the fact that he had not had to laboriously drive around the tremendous rock, he now had a huge advantage and trapped the sentries with a wide turn to the left, whereby one of the crashed into the white ribbon.
Susan, in the meantime, found a ramp downwards in front of her. She seized the chance and suddenly drove directly next to the white one. He looked into her direction, then over his shoulder and said with an electronical voice: "We will trap this one."
Susan looked behind her, nodded and activated her light ribbon, through which one sentry was trapped immediately. The two slowly closed the gap between them and the sentry went into a skid. Suddenly it swept him from his light cycle and he flew in a high arch through the air... directly in front of Susan's bike.
She held her breath and ran into him. The light cycle rolled over and Susan got tossed into the air. The white one reacted lightning-fast. He jumped up, his bike became a baton again, he caught Susan and reactivated his light cycle again.
Everything happened so fast that Susan was not even sure how she happened to be on the white one's light cycle, pressed against his back, all of a sudden. She just held fast onto him and looked at him in amazement. He turned his head to her. Suddenly there was their follower's orange light ribbon in front of them.
"WATCH OUT!"
The white one tried to brake and turn to the left, but because of double weight on the bike they couldn't dodge anymore. They crashed into the ribbon, flew over it and directly into a chasm.
The sentry had witnessed the crash and deactivated his light ribbon. He decelerated and turned around in a wide curve. At the scene of accident he stopped, descended from his vehicle and looked down the chasm.
Nothing. They were derezzed.
He praised himself for his good work and already pictured a medal in reward when he rode back to the city.