Here's chapter thirteen! Sorry for taking so long, but I have finals right now, so I've been studying, and picking out classes for my next semester.
Thank you Kisara B. for all your help!
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Tron and Sam meet once again after 20 years of seperation!
I do not own these characters. I'm just borrowing them. I make no money off of this what so ever.
'Italics'- Thinking and Flashbacks
Chapter Thirteen
Tron stared at Sam in total shock. Sam is Cypher? What the hell happened over the last 20 years? ! wondered Tron.
Sam just stared back with a blank expression, but his thoughts were in disarray, Why is he here now? Why did he keep asking where I was? Didn't they leave me? Why did they come back now? How could they… eyes widening a fraction, he thought, What did she do? First she says that there is some super important password or something, and then asks if I can get it from CLU. When I do ask him he denies knowing about a password. It was only by luck that I overheard it from him, when CLU was talking to one of the subordinates. Then after I FINALLY am able to get it and give it to her, Tron shows up...What the hell is going on? ! Now that I think about it she never did tell me why she needed that password in the first place. Is this the reason why? Damn! I'm so confused!
CLU just watched the two in silent glee. "Well! Now that you have your answer Tron, I think it's time to finish the Games! Wouldn't want our adoring fans waiting!" exclaimed CLU, snapping both Sam and Tron out of their staring match with each other. Snapping his fingers the red Programs came up and grabbed Tron, practically dragging him out of the room, with CLU and Sam following behind.
Instantly, Tron started struggling, trying to break free from his captors. Shouting, Tron said, "CLU! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE HERE? ! WHAT DID YOU DO TO SAM? WHY…" only to be cut off.
"You'll find out soon enough. Now, it's time to begin our new game." said CLU.
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Back outside all three of them were in a new arena. The crowds were still in their seats, waiting for the next game to start.
CLU had discarded his robe. Now he was in black armor, with the same neon light orange lighting, and the blackout helmet was back on.
Sam's helmet also was back on. He just stood next to CLU, just waiting for the other to move.
Tron, on the other hand, still had his helmet off, and was still trying to comprehend everything that had happen so far. He couldn't keep his eyes off of Sam.
Looking at the crowd CLU put his arms up and shouted, "My dear Programs, the 'special treat' will continue! Tron will now participate in the lightcycle games!" Hearing his words the crowd started cheering.
Hearing a noise, Tron looked to his left and saw the ground opening up on two sides.
On one side were four normal Programs. The coloring in their armor ranging from blue to green. On the other side were three orange sentries.
"Let the game begin!" CLU shouted. He and Sam started running. Pulling out their batons, they jumped and in a flash of light their lightcycles were out. The three sentries came up behind them, with their own lightcycles out. Orange and golden yellow residue left in their wake.
Grabbing his own baton, Tron started running. Jumping into the air, Tron brought the baton in front of him, and in a flash of light, his lightcycle was out. Seeing his helmet fixed, Tron remembered what Gem had said.
Flashback
"If you have damaged anything during a game, when you play a new game it will repair itself." said Gem.
Tron looked at her in surprise. "It wasn't like that before." he said.
"CLU wants to make sure his prey is always in tip top shape when they go up against Cypher." said Gem, a little bit of anger in her voice.
End Flashback
The other Programs did the same thing. Running, all four grabbed their batons, jumped into the air, and in a flash of light all their lightcycles were out.
The lightcycles started breaking away from their groups, and started going after the other team's teammates. Two orange Programs came up upon a blue Program, caging him in on both sides. The sentry on the left brought out his light disk, aiming straight for the blue Program's head. Acting too slow the Program was derezzed, making his lightcycle turn back into a baton and hitting the ground in the process. The two sentries broke off from each other and went after the rest of the team. Across the arena a sentry and a green Program were going at it. Both had their disks out, and they kept swiping at each other, but fortunately, or unfortunately, they kept missing each other. The green Program, however, was too preoccupied to see that another sentry had pulled up next him. Pulling his light disk out, the orange sentry thrust his light disk into the Program's chest, instantly derezzing him.
CLU's side is winning because they're working together! Can't they see that? ! Tron shouted in his head. Looking over his shoulder, he saw CLU and Sam trying to catch up with him, but they kept getting cut off by other lightcycles. Seeing one of his 'teammates' up ahead, Tron sped up to catch up with him. Pulling up next to the green Program, Tron shouted over to him, "Hey! We need to work together!"
The green Program looked over at Tron and shouted back, "Why should I listen to you? ! You may be the 'great' security program but you have no idea what CLU and Cypher can do!"
"We won't survive on our own! And you're right! I don't know what they can do, but if we work together we will be able to take some of these guys down!" countered Tron, a little bit of desperation coloring his voice.
Contemplating Tron's words the green Program was silent for a second, then nodding his head he shouted, "Fine! But we will need the other Program too!"
Nodding his head, Tron and the green Program went to go look for their remaining teammate.
Behind them Sam saw the exchange. Narrowing his eyes he could only wonder, What are they doing?
Looking ahead once again Tron saw their last teammate, another blue Program, being chased down by a sentry. Pointing ahead, Tron shouted, "There!"
Seeing where Tron was pointing, the green Program nodded. Both he and Tron sped up to stop the sentry from derezzing the Program.
Coming up on the orange Program, Tron brought out his light disk while the green Program distracted the sentry. Without any warning Tron thrust his disk into the sentry's chest, derezzing him instantly, lightcycle baton hitting the ground.
Looking back the blue Program saw the orange Program being derezzed.
Tron came up on the blue Program's left, while the green Program came up on his right.
"Thanks!" shouted the blue Program in gratitude.
Tron nodded his head, and shouted back, "We're teaming up and we're going to need your help!"
Looking over at the green Program and seeing him nod, the blue Program looked backed at Tron and shouted, "Ok!"
Knowing they were all on the same page, Tron sped up with the green and blue Programs right behind him. Seeing another sentry up ahead, Tron went after him, this time with backup.
Seeing where Tron was heading the blue and green Programs nodded to each other and sped up to cut off the orange Program. Pulling out their light disks, the Programs caught up to the sentry.
The orange Program looked on both sides and saw he was boxed in. Seeing their light disks out, the sentry pulled back, only to be intercepted by Tron, who also had his disk out. Being defenseless, the sentry couldn't block the attack that was coming.
Tron instantly derezzed the orange Program. I knew it! Their weak when their apart! Tron thought, adrenaline rushing through his circuits. Catching up to his teammates he saw the blue Program smiling.
"We're doing it! We might actually win!" exclaimed the Program.
None of them noticed CLU and Sam coming on them fast.
Looking over at his last sentry, CLU nodded towards him.
Seeing the nod, the sentry took off on his own, while CLU and Sam just stayed next to each other.
Towards his left, Tron saw the last sentry by himself. Looking over at the green Program, Tron shouted, "Me and you will distract him!" Looking at the blue Program, he continued, "You'll take him out!"
Both nodded in consent.
Catching up towards the lone sentry, Tron and the green Program caged him in, while the blue Program brought his disk out.
The orange Program pulled out his own light disk and started swiping at Tron and the green Program.
Both were able to dodge the blows.
While the two distracted the sentry the blue Program pulled out his light disk and started to speed up, but before he could do his part a golden yellow disk penetrated his chest, derezzing him, making his lights disk and baton to hit the arena floor.
Without even realizing it Sam had caught up to the blue Program. Too easy. Sam thought, as he started going after Tron and the remaining Program.
Looking back Tron saw the blue Program being derezzed by Sam. Something within Tron clenched painfully at the site. Sam. Tron thought in sadness. Snapping out of his mood at seeing the sentry swipe at him, sadness turned to rage as Tron grabbed his own light disk, and at seeing an opening he thrust his disk into the orange Program's chest, instantly derezzing him. Tron looked over at the green Program.
Seeing the look on Tron's face, the Program knew they lost the blue Program. "Let's finish this!" shouted the Program.
Nodding his head in agreement, Tron sped up a little bit with the green Program right behind him.
Both Tron and the remaining Program started to turn, when all of a sudden the green Program was cut off by a light orange line of residue. Falling to the ground the Program's lightcycle turned back into a baton and started rolling away from him.
Coming to a stop at seeing the crash, Tron turned around sped back to his fallen comrade. Picking up the fallen baton, Tron reached out with it in hand, so the Program could grab it.
Getting back up, the green Program saw Tron coming back for him. Seeing his lightcycle baton in Tron's hand and was reaching it out to him, the Program grinned, and reached out his own hand to grab the baton. All of a sudden a light orange light disk came out of his chest, derezzing him on the spot.
Coming to a complete stop Tron watched in silent shock. Seeing the light disk fly back to CLU, Tron felt rage bubbling up again. Damn him! Why has it come to this? ! Tron shouted in his head. The only way to end this is by light disk! Getting off his lightcycle, which turned back into a baton, Tron grabbed his light disk. Snapping the other disk off Tron waited for CLU to charge at him.
Not too far away Sam stopped and watched as Tron got off his lightcycle. Looking on in confusion he thought, What is he doing?
Hmmm. This is something new. thought CLU. Scoffing he continued, No matter. Revving his lightcycle CLU took off like a shottowards Tron, light disk out.
Disks up, Tron started crouching in a defensive pose.
Just as CLU was in throwing distance a sound and a rumble was heard. All of a sudden there was a loud crash on Tron's left. Debris and chunks of the arena were thrown all over the floor. Out of the dust came a black armored four wheeler, with neon white lighting lining the vehicle. In the driver seat there was a Program with neon white lighting in their black armor driving. This program also had a blackout helmet on. Pulling up to Tron and cutting CLU off, the Program stopped and looked at Tron and said in gravelly, smooth voice, "Get in."
In the stands of the arena, there was pandemonium going on. Some Programs cheered, while others were confused on what was going on, while others started to leave.
All three looked at the vehicle in shock, and all they could think is, What the hell is that? !
Hearing an irritated sigh from the driver, Tron snapped out of his thoughts and remembered what the driver just said. Looking at the mystery Program, Tron said, "But…" but was cut off by the driver.
"We need you alive if you want to save Sam." explained the Program.
That got Tron moving. Picking up his baton Tron moved towards the passenger side. Once he was settled in, the driver revved the engine.
"Hold on." stated the Program. After that, the vehicle shot off towards the crumpled wall that led towards the exit.
Seeing their escape, Sam went after them, going as fast as he could.
Holding on for dear life Tron looked at the opening and saw buildings, and a crevasse. Eyes widening, Tron turned his head towards the driver and shouted, "You're not going to make that!"
Pushing the vehicle faster, the four wheeler went through the hole, and flew through the air, going over the crevasse, and landed hard on the other side.
"Made it." came the smug reply.
Coming to a complete stop at the hole, Sam watched as the four wheeler sped down the street. Tron. thought Sam.
Tron looked back at the hole, to see it filled with golden yellow lighting. Sam. thought Tron. Remembering something, Tron whipped back around at the driver and said, with urgency in his voice, "Wait! There someone we need to get!"
"Don't worry. Kevin is safe." replied the Program.
Shock shot through his circuits. Tron asked, suspicion starting to creep into his voice, "How did you…" but was cut off once again.
"All will be explained." was all the Program said, and with that the driver said no more and drove towards the Outlands.
Cliffy! Don't hate me! So, Tron and Sam met up again! Talk about tension! And who is the mysterious Program Tron left with? Well if you saw the movie, you probably already know. OR...maybe I threw in a curve ball. And is Kevin really safe? Well, I guess you'll have to come back and read the next chapter to find out!
Working on chapter fourteen, please be patient.
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