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A/N: HAPPY FOURTH OF JULY! Here in America, it's INDEPENDENCE DAY!

Thus, Here is a "SPECIAL" Chapter to celebrate the Holiday!

Also, this IS the first chapter of the next Disney-Based World!

Enjoy and Read On... !

CHAPTER 15
A Digital Frontier

An unanticipated flash of rapid transfiguration jolted Riku with such intensity he nearly leapt in panic. After a moment had passed, he realized his heart had started beating quickly for nothing. Last he recalled, he had entered another tunnel of calm Light after Sora and he had used their Keyblades to unlock the Sleeping Keyhole in Rascal's Dreamland. Less than five minutes after the pair had dove into the corridor of Light with the Angel of Dreams [Violet], the three had taken note of how the passage had begun filling up with a bluish-tinted light; they had been engulfed in the same amount of time for someone to wink an eye. It gave them the awkward sensation of moving in a state of slow-motion.

Yet, Riku had mysteriously set foot upon solid ground. The scenery was so dazzling it gave the illusion of exploring the streets of an ultra-illuminated city at night. As he took a few seconds to observe the immediate vicinity, Riku took into account how he was standing in a triangular-shaped plaza with two city-like streets forming a V-shaped point in the direction he was facing. From there, the streets merged before continuing as a single road onward into the distance. The entire layout looked like a Y-shaped path.

"Riku?!" a half-startled, half-perplexed voice called from behind. Spinning around, the teenage Keyblader spotted a figure bearing a strong resemblance to Violet. They were sporting a bluish-tinted dress with a long-sleeve shirt and matching skirt. Their feet were covered by dark-blue sandals. Thanks to the obvious sight of a set of violet-tinted, transparent wings and a constant violet-glow illuminating from them, Riku relaxed. This was no stranger; it was just Violet, the Angel of Dreams with a slightly-altered appearance.

Last the silver-haired youth recalled, the angel's clothing had previously changed to a similar form back in Pixie Hollow. After the group had completed their adventure and awakened the Sleeping World, her outfit — along with both Sora and Riku's clothing — had returned to its normal style and shape alike.

"Violet," Riku calmly inquired. "What's with your clothes?"

Violet crossed her arms. "I was just about to ask you the same thing," she replied.

Confused about what Violet had meant, Riku hastily took a glance at his outfit; he was instantly astonished. His clothing had fully merged into a dark-blue suit with light-blue circuitry. On his head was an item in the same of a helmet, including a transparent visor hanging off the front to shield his eyes. He marveled, "Our clothes have changed… "

As he lifted his head from examining his extraordinary new outfit, Riku spotted a figure standing directly to his right. After taking a couple minutes to carefully observe the unique outfit of the individual, he recognized it as Sora.

What a mind-boggling sight! Sora's clothing had also reformed into a dark-suit that covered his whole body (though the shape of his shorts, shirt, jacket, and shoes were still visible) with light-blue circuitry. Situated upon his head was a matching helmet that included a transparent visor acting as a shield for his eyes. Noticing how Sora's eyes were shut, Riku was certain the brown-haired Keyblade wielder was dozing while standing upright.

All it took was a gentle nudge to awaken Sora. Whirling his head around in shock and surprise, the sixteen-year-old Keyblader quickly discovered he had been woken by the now-secretly snickering Riku. Just beyond was the shaking-in-disbelief angel, Violet. When he took into consideration the features fixed onto Riku and Violet's outfits, Sora's eyes grew in recognition. After taking a few seconds to look over his own clothes, he let out a gasp of amazement.

"This outfit," Sora exclaimed in awe. "I know where we are!"

Riku and Violet stared at each other in complete puzzlement. How was it possible for Sora to instantly recognize a world that had been attacked by the Heartless, consumed by the Darkness, restored alongside the countless others taken by the Heartless, and fallen into a state of sleep? The only explanation the silver-haired Keyblader could come up with was that Sora would have visited the world (with Donald and Goofy) sometime before it was swallowed by the Darkness. Unfortunately, such things failed to make sense in Riku's mind. So, why did Sora believe the world was familiar?

Rather than continue to ponder it over, Violet and Riku turned back to where Sora was still looking around comfortably. In a curious voice, Riku questioned, "Is this world… 'special'?"

Sora placed his hands behind his head as a large smile appeared upon his face. "Kind of… "

All of a sudden, a bright spotlight came shining down from above. As a gust of wind blew around the plaza, Sora stared up in astonishment. "Whoa!" he declared. "What is that?!"

Moving their eyes to where Sora was looking, Riku and Violet were nearly speechless. Approximately twenty feet in the air overhead was an enormous hovercraft. The vehicle was constructed in the shape of a giant, capital "H" with engines designed to hover in mid-air located on its 'feet'. It was a dark-purplish color with yellow-tinted circuitry.

"A Nightmare?!" Riku exclaimed.

"I do not think so," Violet disagreed, comparing the design of the vehicle to the traditional form of the unwanted Nightmarish enemies. "Let's see how this plays out."

Nearly three seconds later, the vehicle touched down onto the plaza before them. Its horizontal-aligned platform slowly descended from the middle of the machine, coming to a stop directly before the group. As it came to the street-level, Riku spotted a few creepy-looking individuals standing firmly on the floor of the platform. They were dressed in black, skintight suits lined with orange-hued circuitry and black, featureless helmets. In their hands were yellow batons with black-colored grips.

As six of what appeared to be guards stepped off the platform and up to the group, they unanimously decreed, "Identify!"

Now Riku was both startled and mystified. The voices of the strange-looking guards were so garbled, they sounded like they were speaking through water. They also tended to speak without a mere hint of emotion. After the individuals came to an abrupt halt before the group, they ordered, "State your handles, programs!"

Riku was shocked silent. Programs?! Since when did anybody ever assume Sora, Violet, and him were anything besides two teenagers and an angel? Talk about awkward!

"Um," Sora spoke for the trio. "We don't have any 'handles', but our names are Sora, Riku, and Violet."

For a brief moment, the guards stared at the three newcomers. "Identifying handles," they stated in unison. "'Sora'… 'Riku'… 'Violet'… handles not found — more stray programs recognized."

Before the three had the opportunity to respond, the guards rushed forward and snatched them by their arms. Two of the strangers had seized Riku, two more had grabbed Violet and the last pair had snatched Sora. While the guards carefully dragged Riku and Violet to the platform, Sora wrestled against their grip on his wrists.

"Hey!" he retaliated. "This is so unfriendly!"

After Riku and Violet had been positioned into two side-by-side 'seats' on the vehicle, their feet were swiftly secured in place along with their arms. At the same time, Sora had successfully managed to break free from the grip of the strange guards and started to flee into the distance. As he sprinted off, a group of several guards showed up and began to give pursuit.

"Sora," Violet shouted out. "Come back!"

"Never mind him," Riku spoke up. "Sora can take care of himself. He's had more experience in these kinds of situations than I've had."

Though she was shocked to hear those words leave the silver-haired Keyblader's, Violet decided to push the idea of Sora being in extreme danger out of her head. After all, Riku knew more about Sora than she did. If Riku was positive Sora would be fine, then the brown-haired teenager would be fine.

A few moments later, the vehicle restarted its engines and took to the air. As he swept his eyes around this way and that, Riku was awestruck and a little bewildered. Through the transparent floor of the craft, he could easily make out the layout of the street leading back toward the plaza where Sora, Violet, and him had first appeared. Noticing several streets crossing paths with the main road, Riku kept staring down below as he came to realize the intersections of the roadways were designed with perfect squares. As he glanced upward, the silver-haired Keyblade wielder took note of how the sky overhead was a pitch-black color. A few greyish clouds could be seen here and there with the occasional flash of what he perceived was lightning. What a strange world! Yet, what world was it?

As he was looking around for some type of hint to the world's identity, Riku heard a voice yell, "Are you a prisoner?"

Whirling his attention over to his left, Riku realized the voice had come from the young man situated directly beside him. He was sporting short, light-brown hair and wearing a black outfit with light-blue circuitry. Although he was puzzled by what this guy meant by "prisoner", Riku rapidly made up his mind to reply.

"Yeah," Riku answered. "It looks that way."

The young man nodded in agreement. "Name's Sam Flynn!"

"I'm Riku," Riku responded. He gestured towards the Angel of Dreams to his right. The second she had overheard Riku talking to someone, Violet had proceeded to listen along. "She's Violet!"

After Sam had given a nod of understanding, Violet asked, "Sam, where are we?"

Sam turned his eyes straight ahead. Wondering what kind of an explanation this was, both Riku and Violet decided to do the same. A few moments later, Sam replied, "We're on the Grid!"

It was now crystal-clear. Sora, Riku, and Violet had ventured into a data-based Sleeping World — The Grid.

He kept running. There was no turning back. If he were to, the guards chasing behind would surely catch him in the blink of an eye. Fortunately, the maze of streets was plenty to allow Sora the capability to swerve this way and that as he darted through the streets. After five minutes had passed, the majority of the guards having been in pursuit had either gotten lost, given up the chase, or ran into the wall of a building or street sign. Even so, the spikey-haired teen refused to stop and take a moment's break. The smallest of such events would give his attackers the chance to catch up and apprehend him. Thus, he continued to run faster and faster while zigzagging between any of the structures he could whirl behind to lead the guards off his trail.

It had now been nearly ten or fifteen minutes since the brown-haired Keyblade wielder had taken flight when he realized the roads had all vanished and he was now sprinted down the length of an extensive suspension bridge. By this point, his heart was already racing almost to the point where he felt extremely dizzy and nauseous. Hence, he finally was forced to spot a brief moment to catch his breath. As fate would have it, that was more than enough time for the last few guards to reach him. Sora covered his head with his arms in fear of being struck by a weapon.

Yet, moments before the adversaries could punish the teenage Keyblader, another figure swooped into view from above and landed feet-first upon the bridge. The instant the group of guards spotted the new arrival, they immediately took off running away. Relieved to know he had somehow been saved by a random person, Sora clambered onto his feet and turned to thank his rescuer.

Unfortunately, his protector showed clear indication of refusing any form of gratitude. To make matters worse, the figure's appearance made it evident they were probably not an ally, but were an enemy. They were wearing black-colored body-armor bearing orange-lighted circuitry, dark-black helmet covering their face entirely, and even a cluster of four, small, orange-tinted squares arranged in the shape of a capital "T". The second he had taken into account these details of the figure's clothing, Sora had the slightest feeling the "T" reminded him of something he had once seen on an earlier quest of his. Before he was able to ponder it over, the figure hunched over with its arms spread out in the shape of a pair of arches. Within his hands were a pair of disk-shaped weapons.

When it occurred to him that the figure was on the verge of staging an attack, Sora summoned his Keyblade in the blink of an eye. However, moments before he could prepare to battle the unexpected stranger, the latter paused what they were doing. In a few quick movements, they connected their dual-disks together before placing the items behind their back. After another pause of what made Sora wonder if the figure was mystified at seeing his Keyblade, the strange figure leaped into the air before dashing away and out-of-sight.

Sora was both flabbergasted and puzzled. What had he done to scare off such a threatening-looking person? Why did the figure give a sensation of familiarity to the brown-haired Keyblade wielder? Was it someone he knew from before?

While still thinking it over, Sora put his Keyblade away before proceeding down the length of the bridge he had come across. To his surprise, not a single Nightmare emerged to stop him. Had he dealt enough terror into them so they were not going to appear at all? Or was there a completely different reason?

He continued to casually stroll along when a flash of headlights came from behind. Reacting hastily, Sora spun around as the blurred image of a large vehicle screeched to a sudden halt beside him. As he slowly removed his hand from his eyes, the Keyblade wielder thought he saw a figure sitting in the driver's seat of the automobile. Yet, instantly before he had the ability to make out who it was, Sora found himself snatched off his feet.

Talk about loud, annoying, and obnoxious all rolled into one! This was how Riku and Violet were reacting the mere second they had been led off the spaceship (The guards had referred to it as a 'Recognizer') and into an enormous stadium-like arena. As they were looking around the open stands of the vicinity, the pair took into account how enthusiastic the crowds filling the seats were behaving. They were cheering at such a loud volume Violet had been forced to cover her ears. Fortunately, Riku had previously been in some situations involving extraordinarily shrill noises and had already managed to adapt to them accordingly.

As a flurry of fireworks exploded in the sky above, the duo found themselves approached by a group of individuals exiting the ramp of an orange-yellow spaceship with an extremely odd-deigned layout. One look upon the group and the twosome quickly recognized Sam Flynn. Last they recalled, he had disembarked with a few others at another stadium-like structure. However, he had somehow uncovered a way to venture over to where they were now at.

As he took a look at the remainder of the group, Riku noticed a small handful of guards sporting nearly-identical outfits to the ones from the 'Recognizer'. Nonetheless, one of the figure stood out; he was wearing a black, skintight suit with yellow-orange circuitry. Still, he was sporting brown hair and seemed to resemble a middle-aged adult. As soon as the group had reached Riku and Violet, the figure stated, "You three are in luck. Only a 'precious few' are granted Light-Cycle Battle privileges."

After the guards had handed Sam, Riku, and Violet each a blue-colored cylinder, Sam asked, "What are these for, CLU?"

"You going to explain why this is so 'lucky'?" Riku added.

The figure, CLU, smiled in a dark-feeling way. "I'll show you."

Without another word, CLU and his entire group of guards turned to their left and took off running. In the blink of an eye, they hopped into the air and positioned their own red-colored cylinders in front of them. In a rapid transformation, the cylinders had turned into motorcycle-resembling vehicles and sped off into the distance.

Sam was impressed in a feeling of acknowledgement. "Now this I can do!" he spoke out.

With a few steps of swift movement, the young man ran forwards and leaped into the air. As a blue-colored motorcycle-shaped vehicle formed under him, Sam flew off across the arena.

Curious to try something brand new to his own experience, Riku gave a smirked grin. He remarked, "How hard can it be?"

He swiftly ran straight ahead before summoning his own motorcycle to travel upon.

Although she was uncomfortable about zooming around on such an unsteady-looking vehicle, Violet gulped her nervousness aside before doing the same as the other two. She was having a lot of trouble trying to keep her Light-Cycle from tipping over.

Barely thirty minutes had gone past by the time Riku had assisted Sam with shoving almost all the guards' Light-Cycles off balance and slammed them into a wall before one of the stands. Nevertheless, Violet was struggling greatly with attempting to keep her vehicle steady. Even so, she was still capable of dodging the approaching attacks from the guards.

Unfortunately, her Light-Cycle hit a mysterious bump while she was about to pass Riku and began to swerve around. The vehicle collided with the silver-haired youth's Light-Cycle, causing Riku to ram directly into Sam's vehicle. As the trio were knocked onto the floor of the arena, their Light-Cycles crashed ahead before exploding into a sloppy mess of molten matter.

"Why'd you do that for?!" Riku glowered at Violet.

"Excuse me," Violet countered. "But those things are extremely hard to control!"

When the three noticed CLU's vehicle was now proceeding in the direction of where they had crash-landed, they leapt onto their feet. As Sam pulled out a disk-shaped weapon from behind his back, Riku summoned his Keyblade and Violet immediately took cover behind the silver-haired Keyblade wielder.

Seconds later, a loud roar filled their ears. Before the eyes of Riku, Violet, and Sam, an enormous vehicle had appeared in the center of the arena. The truck-shaped vehicle consisted of four-giant wheels with a decent-sized cockpit shielding the driver's seat. The color of the vehicle was a dark-purple with light-blue tinted circuitry.

The unanticipated vehicle instantly cut off CLU's movement and caused his Light-Cycle to come to an abrupt crash. Though CLU had survived the impact, the driver of the newly-arrived vehicle had ignored him and come to a stop before Sam, Riku, and Violet. Its cockpit flew open revealing a figure wearing a black, skintight suit with blue-tinted circuitry; their face was concealed by a pitch-black helmet. The first thing the stranger did was say, "Get in!"

For a few moments, the trio were perplexed when another person popped their head out from the backseat. Riku was astounded; he exclaimed, "Sora!"

Sure enough, Sora was situated in the backseat of the vehicle. "Riku! Violet!" he called out. "Come on — quick!"

Acting speedily, Riku, Violet, and Sam all climbed into the cockpit of the vehicle. After Riku and Violet had been seated into the backseats with Sora — Sam had sat in the passenger seat in the front — the hatch sealed up and the driver sped off.

Overhead, an electronic voice monotonously declared, "Illegal combatant on the Grid… System failure… Release Rinzler… "

Nearby, CLU spoke up, "Game on, old friend."

Whirling around upon hearing a loud engine noise from behind, Riku noticed a Light-Cycle giving chase after them. At that moment, the driver called, "Hang on!"

Before anyone knew it, a pair of laser-like bullets fired from the front of the vehicle and struck the wall of the arena before them. The result was an oval-shaped opening.

"Pull up," Sam exclaimed in fright. "You can't make that!"

Yet, the vehicle proceeded onwards and flew out and onto the rugged terrain beyond.

"Made it!" The driver remarked.

It was then Riku took note of how the Light-Cycle behind them had been forced to halt before reaching the gaping hole. He relaxed for a minute before turning to face the driver.

"Thanks for saving us," he commended.

"Who are you anyway?" Sora asked.

A second later, the driver's helmet vanished revealing their short, black hair. What a surprise! The driver was a girl.

"I'm Quorra!" she introduced.

Sora nodded. "Nice to meet you, Quorra!"

"Why were they turning back?" Riku questioned.

"There vehicles aren't designed to go off-Grid," Quorra replied. "They'll malfunction on this terrain."

"What about us?!" Violet exclaimed.

Quorra smiled. "Obviously not!"

"Where are you taking us?" Sam inquired, indicating the shadow-covered landscape they were heading across.

"Patience, Sam Flynn," Quorra reassured. "All your and Sora's questions will be answered soon."

Now Riku was wondering what kinds of "questions" Sora would have been seeking answers to. Perhaps this was some type of hidden connection between this world and Sora's adventures than he ever had been aware of.

A/N: And there you have it! This is the world of "TRON: Legacy (2010)", which happens to be one of my TOP 3 FAVORITE DISNEY MOVIES!

I don't have much to say, except HAPPY 4TH OF JULY!

...Oh yeah; PLEASE DON'T LEAVE WITHOUT REVIEWING! THE FATE OF THIS STORY DEPENDS ON IT!

This is SoraLego278 saying, "See Ya Later, Keybladers!"