Chapter 21 – The Beginning of the End
I just realized, Kevin Flynn hasn't done the disclaimer (I think)!
Kevin Flynn: I will destroy this world!
You're supposed to do the disclaimer, not declaim to the world...
Kevin: Fine. This story doesn't belong to that Freak -
It's DysfunctionalFreak to you mister!
Kevin: To DysfunctionalFreak. And I will dis-
Shut up.
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Sam was in a very, very frustrating situation. Being surrounded on all sides by programs that want you de-rezzed - or dead, if they knew the term - isn't usually something that he generally enjoyed. "Hey, guys, it's me! Kevin Flynn's kid -"
"Sam Flynn identified. Take him in," one of the droll voices from the back spoke.
So they weren't going to kill him? Well, at least that was good. If you consider being captured and taken to your enemy (that happened to be your father) good. He tried to fight them off with his disk, but it wasn't easy, as there were at least forty of them. It didn't take him long to have his disk confiscated and his hands tied behind his back. "You guys all suck, you know," he muttered furiously.
"What did you say, User?" The one holding onto him inquired without curiosity.
"Nothing," he retorted.
It wasn't a very long walk, but as he silently was pushed along the hallways, Sam noted a strange and startling difference from the last time he was there. There were no injured programs; in fact, the walls were stark clean. It was a little unnerving; Zuse had said his father needed the energy for something. He didn't need it anymore.
Sam stumbled into a large room that he recognized. And a face he recognized.
"Hello, Sam. Miss me?"
"Not at all. Rather, I've come here to fight you," he yelled.
"Fight me? When you don't even have your disk?" The voice was condescending now.
"I don't care! I'll save you, father!"
"Save me?" There was a chorus of laughing, as even the pathetic programs found it amusing. "Sam, I don't need saving. If anything, you do!"
Sam started feeling like an idiot, but remembered why he was there for the moment. "It's not my father I'm talking to. I'm talking to CLU! I'll defeat you and save my father!"
CLU seemed to debate the idea for a moment, then laughed again. "Alright. Alright! Let's do this little fight of yours. Then we'll see who's stronger. Give him back his disk!" He barked at the program nearest that was holding it. "Let him free. I won't lose this time, Sam Flynn. I beat your father, and now it's your turn."
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Sorry, it's a short chappy. It was so hard to write, though! I don't like this fighting stuff, and I can't wait to get back to the romance and humor. Should be soon...
R&R! I love you all!