END OF LINE PART 2

Tron stood at the edge of the simulation waiting for a friend. Cyphen stood behind him. They were on a hill staring out at the endless ocean.

"It's good to see you again," Tron said.

"It's good to see me too. I was afraid that that would be the last time. I am glad the creator brought me back. We still have work to do."

The sound of a cough at their backs caused them to turn around. It was the Creator.

"Hello boys." He seemed older than before, but Cyphen hadn't seen him in many cycles. "Cyphen, Tron." He stood next to them.

"Still waiting?" he asked.

"Sam said he will be here soon," Cyphen explained. "He said he had something to show us."

Flynn smiled knowingly. Sam had already told him about the surprise.

"Hey!" Sam and Quorra were climbing the hill. Quorra held something in her arms. Cyphen looked down. Quorra was holding a baby.

"Is that an ISO?" Tron asked.

Sam and Quorra came to the top of the hill. "His name is Jordan. He's the first ISO we were able to create." Her face brightened and she said, "I'm a mother!" She looked deeply into Jordan's eyes.

"He's what will change our world," the creator said and cooed at the baby. It really was a child, a child that would grow up.

"A mother," Tron repeated. He had no concept of the word. But seeing the way Quorra looked at Jordan, he understood a little of what it meant. Quorra had been the one to create this being, this program, and some part of her belonged to it. "Can I hold him?" he asked.

Quorra passed Jordan over. At first Tron wasn't sure what to do, but he felt the warmth, a soft energy coming from the baby, and he smiled.

"Quorra," Sam said. "There's someone I want you to meet." He turned to the Creator. Quorra stood there staring.

"Are you him?" she asked. "I watched him die. But you're here."

Sam explained the AI, what his father had left behind, and what the keys really were. Quorra was almost crying. She raced towards Flynn and he swooped her up in a hug.

"I don't believe it!"

"Hey kiddo. Do you think I would just leave you?" He put her down and looked at her.

"No, but."

"I'm here now. And now it's time to make a move. We still have work to do. There's a lot of space, the future is wide open, man!"

Tron returned Jordan to Quorra. She had so many questions. What would the future hold for the ISOs? What would Jordan's future be? She knew there would be enemies who would fight against them. Who would they be?

Jordan's cries brought her back to the present. She held him close and he stopped crying. Whatever happened, she vowed to take care of him, to give him love, to teach him. And to protect him.

Sam put his arm around Quorra's shoulder. The four of them looked out to the sea, and a world of infinite possibility. There were ISOs in the grid again, and Sam had fulfilled his father's legacy. Cyphen composed and sent a quick message. Then he turned back. The sun was setting, and for now, the system was safe, the child was safe, and Sam and the Creator were protected. He smiled under his helmet. This was the way it should be.

Cyphen's message traveled quickly to its intended destination. It flickered on computer screens across the world.

Dear User,

There are ISOs in the Grid again. And you have been part of the journey. The world of the Grid always has new conflicts, new enemies. But for now, Quorra, Sam and Jordan are safe. I have vowed to protect them myself, and Tron is working vigilantly as always to protect our system.

Things are moving forward quickly, and I only have a moment to thank you for your presence. You have completed your mission. Of course there may be missions to come, and if you accept them I have no doubt that you will be successful.

The Grid is still open. And full of promise.

Thank you.

Cyphen.

END OF LINE

(A/N

Thank you all for coming with me on this journey. When I started this story I had no idea it would be this long or this epic, and I was afraid I'd lose my "users" along the way. But if the hits are any indication, you've been with me all this time, and for that I am so thankful. Writing this story has rekindled my love of sci-fi, writing and exploring new worlds through fiction. I am sad to see it end, but the characters live on. Here's hoping we'll be seeing more of Sam, Quorra, Jordan, Flynn, Dillinger and the others in the future.

Peace, Programs!)