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A/N: I'M BACK! AND I'VE BROUGHT THE LAST CHAPTER FOR... THE GRID from TRON: Legacy!

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...Here we go with Chapter 19!

CHAPTER 19
The Hearts of Truth

CRASH! SLAM! SLASH!

Jarvis looked up from the control station he was currently the operator of. Less than ten minutes had gone past since a trio of Users had invaded the rear of CLU's irregularly-shaped Throneship. The vehicle had purposely docked at the summit of the Rectifier's highest column with only a small elevator providing any form of transit between the two. As far as they knew, this would have been the most secure location aboard CLU's uniquely-designed battleship. However, the sounds of violent slashing, clashing, and the frequent deletion of programs constantly echoed up to the front and into his ears.

With a shake of his head, Jarvis instinctively decided to ignore such an occurrence. After such an immense amount of persuasion to CLU, the official had been victorious in obtaining a high-ranking position in the Black Guard. Thanks to the successful retrieval of Flynn's Light Cycle, he had been promoted to the Head of Security for CLU's Throneship. Yet, none of it would have prepared him for the intrusion.

When the unfamiliar group of individuals had unexpectedly entered through the back doorway, Jarvis had used the ship's intercom to request their identifications. Unfortunately for him, the three had revealed themselves as Users trying to seize the disk of Kevin Flynn — the Master Key CLU had been searching for relentlessly for the past twenty or so years. There was no doubt, he would have to protect the disk at any cost.

SMASH! CLANG!

The doorway leading from the middle compartment had just flown open, allowing the trio of Users — Riku, Violet, and Sam Flynn — to march straight into the cockpit and directly where Flynn's disk had been positioned into a specialized device, which would allow the entire vehicle to venture through the Portal without any difficulties. Now face-to-face with his opponents, he realized that perhaps the Users were not as idiotic and gullible as CLU had claimed they were.

Not wishing for any trouble as the three strolled past, Jarvis watched them step past as he silently muttered under his breath. "Long live the Users!"

Sora was in desperate need for air. The duel between the Keyblade wielder and Rinzler had already been underway continuously for several minutes. Unfortunately, Rinzler seemed to be having no issues with fighting for such an extensive length of time. The duel seemed to be endless.

With a sigh of discouragement, Sora gave a hasty shake of his head. The instant he had been informed by Quorra that the only method he would have the ability to restore Rinzler back into the friendly program of Tron, the brown, spikey-haired youth hadn't considered the possibility of having to endure a lengthy battle in order to emerge victorious.

In addition to the growing amount of frustration the sixteen-year-old Keyblader was trying to hold back, he was frequently having to either roll away from where his opponent was hurling the dual disks from a distance or raising his weapon to nullify the occasional charging attack. Hence, it was taking all the energy Sora could muster to keep the reprogramed Tron at bay.

As he took a quick second to wipe away some sweat about to land in his eyes, the Keyblade wielding youth took notice of how Rinzler had seized this moment when the former had let his guard down to lurch forwards and attempt to slash one of his disks clear through the teenager. Less than a second before impact, Sora raised his Keyblade and managed to keep Rinzler from harming him. In turn, the spikey-haired teen had also succeeded in stunning the enemy program with a rapid counterattack. As he was about to proceed with another attack, Sora had a flashback.

Immediately after both the MCP and Sark had finished vaporizing into a state of nothingness, Tron leaped forwards happily. "We did it!" he cheered,

Witnessing this awkward behavior for a computer program, Sora smirked, "I guess Tron has a silly side, too."

Tron paused to comprehend what Sora had just spoken. "I learned it from you," he admitted without any hesitation. "Of course… I do have my silly limits."

"Okay," Sora teased with a smirked smile. "Then I'll tweak your program when I get back to the User World!"

"You?!" a startled Tron exclaimed. "Maybe we'd better not try that!"

"C'mon," Sora pleaded. "Singing Tron! Dancing Tron!"

Tron shook his head in amusement. "Okay… okay, alright! Now, before I crash… "

As Sora, Donald Duck, and Goofy all turned to face him, Tron took a brief minute to look over his friends with a smile.

"…Sora, Donald, Goofy," Tron added. "…And all the Users out there, thank you! You really helped me. You made me so much stronger. You taught me what… 'Friendship' is really all about, and I'll never forget it!"

Tron extended his hand toward Sora. The instant Sora took it, Tron swiftly gave him a caring hug. Uncertainty flowing into his head, Sora started showing the great discomfort he was feeling within. Noticing this, Tron asked, "Isn't this what Users do when they're sorry to say 'Goodbye'?"

"Well," Sora blushed. "It's a first for me!"

"Gawrsh Tron," Goofy explained. "It's like a promise that we'll see each other again real soon!"

Tron nodded in agreement before sharing a couple heartwarming embraces with Donald and Goofy. As he stood back up, Tron gave another nod of his head. "I promise," he confirmed.

Now was his chance. With the flashback having just ended a few seconds ago, Sora recalled his experiences and memories from when he had visited the computer system of Space Paranoids. He knelt down as he hurriedly gathered all of the memory he had obtained to the tip of his Keyblade. With a grunt of determination, the brown-haired Keyblade wielder lifted his weapon as a data-based button-shaped icon appeared on Rinzler's unconscious body. Although the program was stunned, his body had drifted to floating in midair while Sora's flashback had taken place.

With a gentle leap over to his opponent, Sora reached out his left hand and carefully pressed the button with all his might. The instant the button had been pressed, the moment it vanished as Sora gradually landed back to the floor of the room on his feet. At the same time, Rinzler slowly drifted down from his floating position and came to a smooth and gentle impact onto the floor.

With a sigh of relief, Sora put his Keyblade away before silently strolling over to where Rinzler lay. A number of questions began to pass through his mind. Had he managed to restore Tron's memory from CLU's 'repurposing'? Was Tron going to remember who Sora was? If the attempt had failed, why was that?

Sora was so focused on checking to make sure his friend was okay, he didn't see the furious anger forming upon CLU's facial expression. In a state of rage, the villainous program threw a disk-shaped weapon in the direction of the brown-haired youth.

Before Sora could reach his friend, the latter leaped onto their feet and successfully managed to block CLU's attack from injuring Sora. The program pulled out its two disks and aimed them at CLU. He snarled, "I fight for the Users!"

Realizing what had just occurred, Sora was speechless. His friend, Tron, had been restored back to his former self. Spotting Sora staring at him in astonishment, Tron called out, "Go!"

"Tron," Sora stammered in surprise. "I want to help you!"

Tron shook his head. "I'll keep CLU and his army busy. You must go — hurry!"

A sensation of concern filled the eyes of the spikey-haired Keyblade wielder. Not ten minutes before, Tron had been trying to eliminate Sora and take possession of the Keyblade for CLU. Now that his memory had been restored, Tron was willing to give up his own life to save Sora and the others from CLU's tyranny.

Despite the tears beginning to form in his eyes, Sora gave a nod in return before sprinting off to find Riku, Violet, and Sam. As he dashed off, CLU prepared to send a group of Black Guards to apprehend the teenage Keyblader.

"Master Key, Disengaged!" A computer-sounding voice boomed overhead throughout the ship's intercom system. It continued to repeat the message over and over as Sora seized the opportunity to take off running.

Taking into account of his fleeing enemy, the rebellion of his former henchman, and the sudden removal of Flynn's disk from his Throneship, CLU glared in the direction of Sora. "I'll deal with you later!" he snarled. "I have to retrieve that disk!"

Up inside the cockpit of CLU's Throneship, Sam Flynn had just removed his father's disk from the device it had been inserted into. Taking note of Jarvis's presence in the room, Sam stomped over and grabbed the official by the neck. "I'm looking for a girl," he demanded. "Her name is Quorra. Have you seen her?"

Jarvis shook his head in fear. Seeing this, Riku spoke up, "She might be with CLU."

Violet gasped in realization. "CLU will be here any second!"

Riku nodded. "Sam," he inquired. "How will we get out of here?"

As he released his grip on Jarvis, Sam nodded with a smile on his face. "I've got an idea!"

Down below in the hangar of the Rectifier, Kevin Flynn watched in amazement as he spotted both Sora and Quorra dashing for the Light Jet the former had managed to acquire. All it had taken was a minor adjustment in a Black Guard's coding to make them allow access to the vehicle.

When he took into account of how Sam, Violet, and Riku were nowhere in sight, Kevin Flynn asked, "Where's my son?"

For a brief moment, Quorra and Sora looked at one another with worried expressions. The next, a loud shattering of glass could be heard. Whirling their attention upwards, the group spotted a decent-sized hole in the front windshield of CLU's irregularly-shaped Throneship. Soaring in the air just beyond it was a pair of data-resembling parachutes with orange panels. The gadgets themselves strongly looked like a pair of falling satellites.

Squinting to take a closer observation of the descending parachutes, Sora recognized the figures using them as Riku and Sam Flynn. Beside Riku was a shiny, violet-tinted light, which Sora instantly assumed was Violet; the Angel of Dreams had both her hands clutching tightly onto Riku's right arm as the group plunged towards the floor below. In a matter of seconds, the three came to a landing upon the floor nearest the others.

Well… it wasn't exactly "landing". Sam's parachute suddenly collapsed without any warning. As he began to plunge faster, the young man collided with Riku's chute, causing the entire trio to crash-land onto the floor. Nevertheless, the three speedily clambered onto their feet and dashed for the Light Jet with the others.

"Sam," Quorra exclaimed after spectating the incident. "Are you hurt?!"

"No," Sam answered with a shake of his head. "I've done that before."

Sora was astounded. "Where'd you learn that move?"

Sam smiled. "ENCOM Tower — a couple nights ago."

"ENCOM Tower," Sam's Dad marveled. "Huh?"

"Let's go!" Riku spoke up, reminding the whole team they were not out of the woods yet. Acting rapidly, Kevin Flynn climbed into the Light Jet's Co-Pilot seat as Quorra took the Pilot's seat. Sam Flynn took the seat behind the two while Sora and Riku clambered into the space around the young man. Being the last one to board, Violet had to squeeze her wings into the small space as she was barely able to fit in the small area behind where Sam's seat was situated.

The cockpit's windshield snapped itself into place as Quorra started up the aircraft's engines. A light-bluish tinted light began flowing through the vehicle's circuitry as it took off. For a few moments, the Light Jet glided through the hangar before swiftly exiting the Rectifier battleship and proceeding onward towards the not-too-distant Portal.

The second CLU entered the cockpit of his Throneship, he was already in an irreversible state of fiery rage. Therefore, when he came face-to-face with the empty device he had originally positioned Kevin Flynn's disk into, he was now ready to eliminate the first program he could see.

Spotting Jarvis out of the corner of his eye, CLU marched straight over to his nearest official. He slapped Jarvis's head as roughly as he allowed himself to. The last thing Jarvis said was, "Death to—"

Having de-rezzed yet another program, CLU paused for a brief minute to decide what to do next. As he was on the verge of pondering deeply, the image of a distant Light Jet caught his eye. Though he wasn't sure why a vehicle had departed the Rectifier without his permission, CLU had taken into account of how the aircraft was currently heading in the direction of the Portal.

With the assumption it had to be Kevin Flynn and his son, Sam Flynn, CLU grabbed a tube-like gadget from a hidden compartment in the room. Not waiting for his fellow bodyguards to do the same, CLU sprinted forwards and smashed his way through the remains of the cockpit's front windshield. Once outside, he turned on the device in his hands. In a flash of light, CLU was soaring through the air aboard a small-sized Light Jet.

"Didn't think I'd ever see it this close again," Kevin Flynn awed as Quorra brought the humungous Light Jet down for a smooth landing on a special-designed runway connected to the Portal. As the aircraft came to a halt, Violet noticed how brilliantly the blue glow from the Portal had become brighter than anticipated. The glowing light strongly resembled how the angel had always thought the Light was meant to be.

As the entire group climbed out of the Light Jet, Sora, Riku, Violet, Sam, his Dad, and Quorra all rushed up a short flight of stairs to a thin bridge separating the runway from the Portal itself.

The second the group of six had reached the bridge, they froze in complete bafflement. Standing tall in the middle of the bridge was the unmistakable form of CLU; the program appeared to have been awaiting the group's arrival.

"How did he get here so fast?!" Sora exclaimed in surprise. Nowhere along the course to reach the Portal had anyone seen a speck of indication CLU was racing them to the Portal. Last Sora had recalled, CLU was hurrying to his Throneship to reclaim Flynn's disk. Yet, how had he managed to venture so far in such a short amount of time? Any of the possible reasons didn't make any sense for a feasible explanation.

Before anyone could answer or even have the opportunity to react, Sam's dad reached his arms out to prevent anyone else from doing anything. "This is mine!" he declared.

Kevin Flynn seemed relatively calm considering he was now about to confront his own creation. "Had a feeling you'd be here."

"The cycles haven't been kind," CLU joked. "Have they?"

"No," Sam's father teased his clone-like program in return. "You don't look so 'bad'!"

"I did everything," CLU stated in a firm voice. "Everything you ever asked!"

Kevin Flynn gave a nod of acknowledgement. "I know you did… "

"I executed the plan!" CLU added with a hint of long-lasting hurt feelings rising from within.

"As you saw it!" Flynn retaliated, indicating the major flaw in his creation's argument.

"You," CLU somberly cried. "You promised… that we would change the world — together! You broke your promise!"

"I know," Flynn intervened. "I understand that now."

As a large creature spontaneously appeared behind him, CLU added, "I took this system to its maximum potential! You see? This is one of the applications at my disposal!"

Everyone gasped in awe and shock. The creature CLU had somehow summoned strongly resembled a preying-mantis with a circular, disk-shaped base. The creature was a deep shade of yellow with bluish-tinted circuitry and red-green eyes. The claws moved with the constant sound of a machine-like jolt from a robot.

Sam's dad was nearly speechless. "I don't believe it!" he marveled in a manner of being awestruck.

Taking note of how the data-based creature had a significant resemblance to a gigantic Nightmarish Dream Eater, Riku summoned his Keyblade without a moment's hesitation. As he quickly marched forward, the silver-haired youth announced, "You can leave this one to me!"

"Me, too!" Violet agreed as she strode over to where Riku was standing in expectation of taking on the monster of data.

Sora nodded as he dashed over to the other two. "Me, three!"

Unfortunately, Violet had unexpectedly placed her now-outstretched arms to prevent the brown, spikey-haired Keyblade wielder from joining his friends. "Stay back!" the angel declared.

Sora came to a halt just in time to hear Riku clarify, "Leave this to me! I can defeat this thing on my own!"

Sora was both shocked and greatly concerned. Having recalled how difficult it had been for him to destroy a hostile program the late MCP had attempted to unleash into the world of Hollow Bastion — or Radiant Garden as it happened to be called, he was worried that his best friend wouldn't be able to defeat the enemy efficiently. Unless he were to inform Riku about the monster's unseen weakness, the latter would emerge victorious almost instantly. Nonetheless, all Sora could do was simply watch with discomfort as Riku carefully approached the monster.

Taking into account of the taunting posture of the silver-haired Keyblader, CLU snorted in disapproval. "You also have a 'Keyblade' I see," he chided with an evil smirk. "Hand it over or I'll take it by force!"

"You've got to be kidding!" Riku struck back with a hateful snarl. "Find your own!"

With a rapid shaking of his head, CLU gestured the mantis-shaped creature in the direction of the seventeen-year-old teenager. "Take that 'Keyblade', Commantis!"

Instinctively obeying its orders, the monster — Commantis — whirled up to the Keyblade wielder. The latter had just raised his weapon when the creature sliced its sharp, pointy claws through the teen. Although he was slightly stunned from the unforeseen attack, Riku hastily struck the enemy with his Keyblade in a counterattack. After landing a small handful of successive impacts, the silver-haired Keyblader realized Commantis was starting to slide along the bridge directly towards the Portal. For a few moments, it appeared that the monster was on the verge of proceeding through the still-open column of blue light. With a super-rapid movement involving a sliding along a red-colored rail-line, Riku succeeded in slashing his Keyblade straight through Commantis's disk-shaped base to keep it stalled long enough to finish the enemy off.

For approximately fifteen seconds, everything was going according to his plan of strategy. When that length of time had passed, the silver-haired teenager had realized he was unable to deal any more solid hits onto his opponent. For that matter, Commantis seemed to be in the process of absorbing digital energy from the environment surrounding the Portal. Taking into account of how the light of the Portal itself appeared to be slowly disintegrating as the creature continued to seize its energy, Riku exclaimed, "Why can't this thing play by the rules?!"

"Riku!" Sora's voice snatched the seventeen-year-old Keyblader from his momentary state of mystification and distress. Whirling around to face his best friend, Riku heard Sora's shouting. "You need to freeze it!"

Riku was now even more perplexed. "How can I—?"

"Use the data you've gathered with your Keyblade," Sora interrupted. "You can 'lock' the hostile program in place!"

Although he was quite a bit puzzled by what the brown-haired teenager meant, Riku swiftly made up his mind to try the new form of strategy. Pointing his weapon into the direction of the creature, Riku took note of a grid-like substance surrounding the key-shaped blade. Still pondering over what effect this would have on the monster, the silver-haired Keyblade Master-In-Training fixated his entire focus onto the enemy. A bluish-tinted, transparent ball of data formed on the tip of the weapon. A few moments later, a beam of light-bluish-colored data flew straight through the air.

The instant the beam had struck Commantis, the data-program began to shrivel up. It only took a matter of seconds for the hostile creature to slow down its movement, crumple up into a deformed ball of imploded data, and vanish into a brightly-lit flash of de-resolution. Riku was astounded. Sora's tactic had completely vaporized any trace of what had once been Commantis.

Noticing how another of his minions had just been destroyed by a simple-minded User wielding a 'Keyblade', CLU was outraged. Turning to glare directly at Kevin Flynn, the program snapped out, "I created the perfect system!"

"The thing about perfection is that it's unknowable," Kevin Flynn argued a few inches from the face of his creation. "It's impossible! Yet it's… around us all the time. You wouldn't have known that because I didn't when I created you!"

With a deep sigh, Flynn looked the program straight in the eye. "I'm sorry, CLU! I'm sorry!"

For what felt like ten minutes (it was more like ten seconds), CLU stared at his creator in shock and surprise. The very sight of this behavior made Sora wonder if CLU was about to accept the apology from Sam's father. Unfortunately, CLU's face speedily transformed back into its snarling format before he violently kicked Flynn in the stomach.

After Kevin Flynn had flown back to where both Quorra and Violet had been watching with Sora, Sam Flynn was filled with an unanticipated fury of fiery rage. The young man charged down the bridge and attempted to shove CLU over the edge as an act of vengeance. Before Kevin's son had the opportunity to do so, the villain grabbed Sam and tossed the young man over his shoulder. Sam rolled to a halt a couple feet from the Portal's column of light. To ensure CLU wouldn't have the chance to cause additional harm to the group, Riku raised his Keyblade to protect Sam on a moment's notice.

Sora watched with Violet as Quorra checked to make sure Kevin Flynn was alright. A second after, the latter spoke. "Go!"

With a nod of agreement, Quorra dashed across the bridge, used a grappling hook-resembling device to swing her way around CLU, and reached Sam within a matter of moments. At the same time, Violet took to the air above and gliding over CLU to join the others at the Portal. Witnessing all this, Sora took the opportunity to dart past where CLU was to his friends. The entire gathering glared at their adversary with looks of refusing to show any form of mercy.

"CLU," Kevin Flynn hollered out of thin air. "Remember what you came for!"

As each of the words registered in his head, CLU turned around and marched over to where Sam's dad lay. At the same time, the bridge connecting the staircase to the Portal's circular platform split in half with each end closing at a steady pace. Certain this meant the Portal was on the verge of closing up, both Sam and Quorra stood upon the open-air center of the donut-shaped platform directly within the bluish-tinted lighted.

In the meantime, CLU kicked Kevin Flynn in the cheek as a means to reach the disk on the latter's back. Upon yanking the item off, CLU rapidly switched it on. He gasped. What he had expected would be a projection of Flynn's head turned out to be an image of Quorra's. He glanced towards where Sam and Quorra were standing in the column of light.

"No!" CLU exclaimed turning back to Sam's father. "Why?!"

Flynn gave his reply with a strong firmness in his voice. "He's my son!"

Horrified at the very thought of failing to conquer the outside world, CLU switched off Quorra's disk, raised into the air, and slammed onto the bridge with all his might. Determined to recover the missing disk or venture through the Portal with Sam and the others, CLU sprinted directly for the end of the bridge. He jumped across but missed. Not wishing to fall to an apparent doom, the program grasped the end of the bridge.

"Dad!" Sam yelled in terror at seeing his own father still at the opposite end of where the Portal was located.

As he stood up, Kevin Flynn turned his head back. Wondering what had gotten his attention, Sora, Riku, and Violet all did the same. To their horror, CLU's Battleship was on the verge of entering the Portal's vicinity. From where he stood, Sora thought he saw a figure attempting to outrun a mob of Black Guards on the main deck of the hangar.

When he realized this figure was actually Tron, the brown, spikey-haired teen proceeded to watch as his friend came to a dead end at the edge of the hangar. Noticing the Black Guards were still in pursuit of him, Tron looked out in the direction of the Portal. When his eyes met Sora's, the two stared at each other for a few seconds. With a wave of his arm, Tron leapt from the hangar straight into the chasm below. The Black Guards who had been chasing him all came to a complete stop inches from the abyss.

All Sora could do was watch with tear-flowing eyes as his friend dove head-first into the darkness-filled sea below. At the same time, the sixteen-year-old youth had another flashback.

Noticing how Tron was gradually stepped away from them, Sora asked, "Where're you going?"

Rather than answer with words, Tron gave a wave of his hand. Immediately following, he darted over to the open space where the MCP had once been before diving as straight as an arrow into the unknown.

Sora, Donald, and Goofy were terror-stricken. Not a single one of them would've been prepared to witness one of their friends committing an act of suicide. Yet, by the time they had reached the opening, Tron was already out-of-sight.

All Sora could think of doing was placing a hand onto his chest. "Tron… "

"Tron… " Sora echoed as the flashback ended. If what he assumed was accurate, then history had just repeated itself. Tron had dove to his doom in a similar style to when Sora had last seen him in Space Paranoids. Hence, he concluded he would never see his friend ever again. In a state of grief, Sora remained silent.

Turning back to face his son, Kevin Flynn called, "It's time!"

Sam was terrified beyond understanding. "No!" he refused.

"Sam," Quorra calmly stated in an attempt to reassure the young man. "It's what he wants!"

Nevertheless, Sam shook his head in disapproval and denial. He shouted out, "I'm not leaving you!"

"Take her!" his dad requested.

Both Riku and Violet watched with uncertainty as Quorra removed Flynn's disk from her back and handed it to the sorrow-filled Sam. As the latter accepted it, Kevin Flynn yelled out, "Yes!"

Though he was positive this was not what he would have chosen to do, Sam raised his dad's disk above his head with outstretched arms. The column of light grew larger as it prepared to accept the incoming travelers. From the other end of the bridge, Flynn gave a farewell smile of relief. Knowing his son would be safe with Quorra, he softly commented, "Goodbye, kiddo!"

With a reluctant conscience, Sam took one final look at his dad — Kevin Flynn — who he knew he would probably never see again. A second later, he released his grip on Flynn's disk, allowing the trinket to get transported straight up the column of glowing light and complete the pathway home.

At the same instant Sam Flynn and Quorra seemingly disappeared through the bluish-tinted light, CLU had managed to get onto the bridge. Standing up, the villain made a full-force sprint to enter the Portal before it could seal up completely. Spotting this, Riku stepped into the program's path and pointed his weapon threateningly. "Don't even think about it!"

However, instantly before CLU could even reach Riku's position, Kevin Flynn knelt down with such speed a halo-resembling wave flew outwards and seized CLU in his tracks. As the older man stood, the force of the wave grew more powerful.

With a yell of, "No!", CLU was thrust from his place and straight to Kevin Flynn. The villain rapidly melted away as Kevin Flynn grabbed the remnants of molten data. As the latter extended his arms once more, a sphere of an extreme amount of energy formed from where Flynn had just been standing. The sphere grew with such a quick pace it had consumed the entire Rectifier Battleship in a matter of moments. In roughly two minutes, the sphere vanished in a brilliant flash of white light.

Taking in there new surroundings, Riku and Violet realized that CLU's warship had been completely destroyed and there was no trace of its existence. For that matter, the column of glowing light of the Portal had disappeared.

"The Portal is gone," Riku stated.

Violet nodded. "Whatever just happened," the angel said. "It not only took the battleship, but Sam's Dad, too."

Looking in the direction of where Kevin Flynn had been standing a few minutes before, the silver-haired Keyblade wielder took notice of how the older man had simply vanished with CLU. Recalled how Quorra had said the only way for Flynn to have ended CLU was by re-integration, Riku realized they had just witnessed that exact process in action. It had definitely meant the end of them both.

"It was 're-integration'," he confirmed. "Sam's Dad chose to delete CLU on his own."

Violet gave another nod. "I see… "

It was at that instant, the Angel of Dreams felt Riku's arm on her shoulders. Even though the feeling felt awkward, Violet just shrugged it aside.

"What if… my memories aren't my own?" Sora finally said after being silent for a lengthy portion of time.

Both Riku and Violet looked at him with bewilderment. "Sora," Violet inquired. "What are you talking about?"

"Yeah," Riku agreed. "Your memories are yours alone."

Still, the words of his friends had failed to register in Sora's mind. The reason being a third flashback going through instead.

As Sora, Donald, and Goofy returned from the data of the computer, Yuffie called, "Welcome back!"

With a nod, Sora asked, "How's the town?"

"Ay-okay!"Yuffie replied.

"Not a single trace of The MCP either," Aerith added. "Everything is back to normal. We made it."

Noticing Sora, Donald, and Goofy's depressed looks,Yuffie asked, "Hey, why the long faces? What happened?"

"Tron just… disappeared,"Donald explained.

Sora nodded sadly. "Hepromised we'd see him again."

At that moment, an alarm began echoing from all around. Everyone inside the room jumped and started looking around this way and that. In a state of fear, Aerith exclaimed, "What's happening?!"

"Greetings friends," a voice from the computer said. "System is up and ready for User input."

Sora, Donald, and Goofy jumped in relief. They all shouted out,"Tron!"

"Stay in touch!" Tron responded.

"Yeah!" Sora agreed.

With the flashback finally fading out entirely, Sora looked upwards with a facial expression that appeared to be determination. "No," he concluded. "I've got to be like Tron! Maybe we're walking the wrong path… but our hearts will lead us back to the truth."

While still puzzled about what the brown-haired youth meant, Riku and Violet silently agreed to give nods of understanding. It seemed as though they would probably never find out what had sparked such a statement to leave Sora's lips. It didn't matter anyway. They were still on a quest to awaken the Sleeping Worlds trapped in the Realm of Sleep. Until it came to a close, they were under the expectation to proceed onward — no matter what events were to take place.

A familiar glow of bright Light stole their now-undivided attention. Up in the cloudy sky above where the Portal had once existed was a glowing keyhole-shape.

Sora and Riku both turned their eyes to Violet. Noticing the duo were awaiting a response, the angel rushed, "I'm all set whenever you both are."

"Yeah," Riku affirmed. "We're not done yet."

"Same here," Sora added in turn. "Let's keep going!"

Stepping forward, the pair of Keyblade wielding-teenagers pointed their Keyblades into the direction of the keyhole-shape. Like they had anticipated, two beams of Light shone out from the tips of their weapons. The beams merged into one less than a second before they struck the exact center of the keyhole. As the Sleeping Keyhole unlocked, the tunnel of tranquility-filled Light, which the group had previously grown accustomed to, emerged in its place.

Taking each other's hands, Sora, Riku, and Violet all took one enormous leap from the bridge and straight into the tunnel of Light. Thus, The Grid's days as a Sleeping World were officially over.

Time was passing at such an unbearable, agonizingly slow rate for the group situated in Master Yen Sid's study at the highest room of the Mysterious Tower. Goofy was consistently either pacing back and forth or staring out the window anxiously.

Sitting on the floor near Yen Sid's desk, Donald Duck was starting to get dizzy after watching the knight go to and fro, to and fro, to and fro…. Now it was beginning to irritate him.

In front of Yen Sid's desk was the patiently-waiting King Mickey Mouse. Even though he had been through a longer list of experiences requiring such patience, the King of Disney Castle was now starting to feel a tad worried.

"Gawrsh," Goofy finally muttered after several minutes of total silence had passed by. "I sure do hope Sora and Riku are okay."

"Yeah," Donald affirmed with a quiver in his voice. "They've been gone a long time."

"Do you think they'll ever be able to do it?" Mickey asked Yen Sid upon overhearing Donald and Goofy's discussion.

Yen Sid looked down as he shut his eyes. "We can certainly hope so," he answered calmly. "Though, as you already are well aware Mickey, this is not normally how the Mark of Mastery is found."

Donald and Goofy were astounded when they heard the words leave Yen Sid's mouth. Their eyes were wide and alert and their mouths were agape.

"It's not?!" Donald exclaimed.

"But… uh," Goofy stammered. "What're they doin' out there in the 'Sleepy Earls'?"

"The 'Sleeping Worlds'!" Donald corrected.

Goofy nodded in approval. "Yeah, A-Hyuck!"

Yen Sid nodded. "In light of what they must do next," he explained. "This was a necessity. We can only hope they will succeed without any harm done."

Donald, Goofy, and Mickey all nodded back. Turning to look back out the window, Goofy thought he saw something unusual. He squinted in an attempt to get a better look. "Hey Donald," he asked, nudging the magician. "Do you see that?"

While annoyed all the more by Goofy's nudge, Donald still took the time to peer out the window. What he saw startled him. "Waak!" he exclaimed. "What's that?!"

Hurrying over to the window, Mickey took the opportunity to spot whatever Goofy had first noticed. To his surprise, a small glimmer of light was getting larger and larger every second. Finally, the light was so huge it became apparent it was about to making a crash-landing at the base of the building.

ZOOM! SCREECH! CRASH!

The unidentified flying contraption had plowed its way from the ground (near where the mysterious train Yen Sid could magically send to the not-too-distant world of Twilight Town) all the way to the side of the tower. A shallow trench had been formed in the collision and it was clear the vehicle that had made it had rammed directly into the tower's lowest floor. A column of smoke billowed from the wreckage of what Mickey assumed had been a spaceship constructed out of Gummi Blocks leaning against the structure.

A few minutes later, the large, wooden door leading into the study slammed open, causing Mickey to instinctively summon his Keyblade and leap into his battle stance. Donald pulled out his wand and Goofy began cowering behind his oversized, iron shield. To their complete amazement, a tall, muscular duck with a giant, orange-colored beak, red hair, and blue eyes stepped into the room. His crimson-red coat, red flight-cap, gray pants, and brown boots were covered with small grains of black soot. The cream-colored scarf wrapped around his neck had a tiny flame flickering on a tiny piece of thread.

"Sorry about the wall," he smirked. "But 'Any crash you can walk away from is a good crash,' I always say!"

Donald slapped his hand to his face in total humiliation. He had instantly recognized the new arrival. This particular pilot had once been his Uncle Scrooge's personal pilot before becoming the now-legendary Darkwing Duck's sidekick. He was mostly known for surviving more crash-landings than any other pilot in history, which was why King Mickey had appointed him as the current head of the Disney Royal Air Force.

This was the clumsy pilot; Launchpad McQuack.

"Launchpad," Mickey warmly greeted the pilot. "What brings you all the way out here?"

Launchpad held out a partly-scorched piece of paper. "I was sent to deliver this message to you, Your Majesty."

Taking the paper into his hands, Mickey scanned his eyes all across the writing on it. He gasped in shock and horror. His eyes became a glare.

"What's wrong?" Goofy questioned, puzzled by the King's odd reaction.

"It's Minnie," Mickey responded with his right hand becoming a fist. "Maleficent's kidnapped her!"

"What'll we do?!" Donald shrieked in alarm.

Yen Sid looked at Mickey with an expression of concern. "Mickey," he began. "There is not a moment to lose!"

Mickey nodded. "Launchpad," he ordered. "Take me to the castle — ASAP!"

"No problem-o!" Launchpad acknowledged. "Back to the castle as stupid as possible!"

"As soon as possible!" Donald snapped in irritation.

Spinning to his magician and knight, Mickey spoke. "Donald, Goofy," he instructed. "Stay here in case anything else happens!"

To his startle and shock, Donald and Goofy both shook their heads. "King Mickey," they stated together. "We're going with you!"

Mickey was feeling slightly uneasy. "Welp… you're right, pals. The bunch of us should stick together."

Soon after Mickey, Donald, Goofy, and Launchpad had departed in the Gummi Ship King Mickey had used to transport to the world long ago, Yen Sid was in deep contemplation.

"Maleficent must've sense something amiss in the forces of Darkness," he murmured. "A change of some sort. A change like… "

He gasped in realization of the horrible truth. "…Xehanort!"

A/N: AHA! GOT YOU didn't I? I snuck LAUNCHPAD MCQUACK into this story. He's BACK - RETURNING FROM THE [LATE] PHANTOM THREAT STORY!

Even so, I'm sure you noticed how I included a series of Flashbacks involving Sora's adventure in Tron's world from Kingdom Hearts 2. That was the best way I could think of showing Sora's friendship with Tron.

Despite the fact that... you guessed it - TRAVERSE TOWN is up next, I'll be including the first half of a HINT to this next DISNEY-BASED world in this story!

HINT: "ONCE UPON THE LAST DAY OF A GOLDEN SUMMER... "

It's brief, but stay tuned for the second half of the CYBERCHASE Crossover AND the remainder of the HINT!
IF YOU'D LIKE, I'd recommend re-reading and/or reviewing the events from the last time Sora and the others were in TRAVERSE TOWN. In other words, you MIGHT want to go back over CHAPTERS 2, 3, AND 4 to refresh your memory over what happened before! I WILL be referring to what occurred back then from time to time!

Once again, PLEASE DON'T LEAVE WITHOUT REVIEWING! THE FATE OF THIS STORY DEPENDS ON IT!

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