DISCLAIMER: I do not own Tron, Tron: Legacy or any characters etc related to it.

I was challenged by my coworker to try writing in first person from the view of one character, so here is what I came up with. This story takes place before Gifts, I think….

Italics are thoughts.

Field Trip

As we stood in front of the giant tank full of colorful salt water fish one word kept running through my brain.

"Beautiful…"

"More than beautiful Sam, they are radiant!" Quorra responded to my thoughts. Or did I say that out loud? I sighed to myself, Sam just what did you get yourself into? What Quorra didn't know was that I wasn't really talking about the fish. Sure they were bright and colorful and pretty; But compared to the being standing slightly in front of me gazing into the glass they were simply fish. My thoughts were broken again by a giggle from said person, "Look at those two Sam, why do they chase each other? Do fish play like dogs and cats?" It was a question that could easily have been answered by searching the internet but Quorra was different.

"I don't think so, they interact but more often than not they are territorial and act like that in an attempt to keep other fish out of their space." I found a bench towards the back of the room and sat down on it, stretching my legs out and resting my head on the rock wall behind as I pondered the root of her question. I remembered the day I had introduced her to modern computers and explained the internet to her, how she had spent a whole five minutes exploring and then told me 'I don't want to learn this way anymore Sam. I want to see this world on my own, touch it with my hands and feel the warmth of the sun on my face.' That was when the word "amazing" had flashed through my head, the moment I realized that maybe I saw her as something more than just a friend, more than just 'a rescue.' She obviously cares about me but does she really see me as more than a friend? She was willing to risk herself for me at the End of Line club, but was her motivation based on my father's desire to help me or something else? How did she feel when she realized that Zuse had changed sides and betrayed me, and her? He had seemed almost sentimental when I mentioned Quorra's name. I had just begun to ponder what kind of relationship they had back before the purge and was so engrossed in my own thought that I nearly jumped off the bench when a gentle hand grasped my shoulder.

"Sam, is everything alright? I… the look on your face was very odd, as if something was wrong. I hope it was not something I said…" she trailed off as I waved my hand to dismiss her theories.

"Just pondering history, I'm sorry if my expression bothered you." I smiled up at her hoping that she would accept my explanation. Please don't ask me to tell you my thoughts… I crossed my fingers behind my back.

Quorra simply smiled back at me, "Alright, if everything is well do you mind if I continue watching the fish? They are so graceful!" This time I was able to give her a genuine smile.

"Of course! We can stay here as long as you like Quorra, I am glad you are enjoying it though." She turned back to the tank and gazed at the blue shafts of light piercing through the water. Best way to spend money on an outing, for sure. I watched as she approached the tank and pressed her face to the glass. Her eyes followed a little yellow fish as it swam directly in front of her. I grinned to myself, absorbing the sight of her as she smiled wide in joy at the plethora of life that existed behind a simple layer of glass. A little kid ran up and stood next to Quorra before I realized that there were other people in the room with us. The parents quickly ushered their kid through the hallway to the next exhibit. I laughed to myself, probably didn't realize Quorra and I are friends and saw me staring, didn't want their kid in the same room with a creep. With a happy sigh I closed my eyes and waited for my raven haired companion to get her fill of salt water life. Soon I heard the rustle of her clothes as she sat down next to me on the bench.

"Can we take one home with us?" she asked, resting her head on my shoulder as she watched the larger fish laze by, going about their day. I smiled, though she couldn't see it. Just what I need, something else to require attention. I love Marvin, but fish are so…the brush of her hair on my neck completely erased that train of thought. On the other hand, anything that makes her happy…

After spending another two hours at the aquarium filled with learning and ogling at all types of aquatic life I found myself walking out of the gift shop next to a giddy Quorra holding a tiny fish in a bowl. Fifteen bucks…Probably could have gotten one cheaper at Wal Mart…

LOL… This actually turned out longer than I was planning, I hope it doesn't sound like I rambled…. I don't usually write in first person so this was a new experience for me… I am not sure if I really like it or not.

I actually have one more story written out in first person… that I think I like better than this one. But if you are unimpressed or don't really like it have no fear, I will probably switch back to third person again.

Thank you very much to all my reviewers once again, you really are the power behind any and all updates. Lack of feedback is the main reason why I lose interest in writing.

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