A/N: Ta-da! Sorry I took so long...
Disclaimer: Abraxas? Abraxas: No. Just no. Me: Whatever. All I own are Kristy and the resistance members.
Kristy and Chance rode the rest of the way in silence. Eventually, Chance took the lead, directing Kristy towards the bad lands. After a while of riding, Chance collapsed her light cycle. Following suit, Kristy shot Chance a questioning glance, but was ignored.
Chance walked further inside the canyon. She looked back checking to make sure Kristy was keeping. Kristy was right behind her, so Chance stopped. She waved her hand in front of a spot on the rugged mountain wall.
A touch screen keypad appeared, it's dim glow lighting up the dark mountain side. Chance quickly entered the code, she knew it by heart. The keypad disappeared, and much to Kristy's surprise a door slid open.
Chance ushered Kristy in, they were now on a balcony. Below them, hundreds of programs milled about. The majority were blue and green, but Kristy noticed a few white. Chance couldn't help but smile with pride.
"Welcome user. As you can see, we've arrived at the resistance."
"Though the resistance is headquartered in this sector, we operate in cells," Chance was explaining. Kristy nodded, her expression blank. They had spent the last hours touring the resistance. Kristy had the privilege of meeting many important programs. "Friends in high places," she had referred to it.
That had made Chance smirk. Little did Kristy know, that Chance out ranked everyone of those programs. Chance finally stopped walking in front of a door.
"This is my cell," she said. She opened the door, revealing three programs. One girl, an older, burly man, and a young male program. The girl stepped forward, her curly brown hair spilling onto the shoulders of her suit. She looked at Kristy with piercing brown eyes. She turned to Chance, a worried look on her face.
"Zoom told us what happened. How did you-" Chance held up a hand silencing her. She stepped away.
"Introductions, first. This is Kristy." The younger man smiled at her, the girl continued to stare at her, and the burly male looked as if he was sizing her up. He nodded to her.
"Hello," Kristy said, an edge of curiosity in her voice. The girl stepped forward once again.
"I am Elsie. A friend of Chance's is a friend of mine." She stepped back, and the younger program took her place.
"My name is Zoom. You must be special to have caught Chance's attention." Kristy cocked her head, not knowing what he meant. He shrugged. "Well, you know, it's awfully busy being the resistance leader."
Kristy stayed composed, aware that Chance was waiting for her reaction. But on the inside, her stomach was flipping. Wow, she had hit a real streak today! First she found Flynn's project, and befriended a very powerful and important leader. The burly man finally stepped forward. He saluted her.
"Nack," he said simply. Elsie glanced at Nack and spoke up.
"Thank your bringing Chance back to us," she said, "We were worried…" Kristy followed her gaze too Zoom, who wore a rather guilty look.
"Zoom, it was not your fault. I chose to distract the guards. Now lighten up, before I make it an order. Shoo, all of you." Chance gestured to the door. They all left, and Chance turned to Kristy.
"Come, user. We have matters to discuss."
Chance and Kristy stood on a balcony that looked out over the badlands. Chance stared at the lights of Tron City. Kristy's gaze was set on Chance. Suddenly, Chance spoke.
"Why did you come here, user?" Chance sounded much older than 15.
"I was trying to find the Grid. And I did." Chance nodded. "My turn. Why are you so good at disc wars?" Chance smiled sadly at the question.
"I learned from the best." Kristy snorted.
"I thought you were the best."
"I wasn't always.." Chance suddenly moved away from the rail. She wordlessly put her disc on Kristy's back and pressed a few buttons on the disc menu.
Chance opened her eyes to see a man in front of her. Flynn. The creator. A user.
"Do you know who you are? Where you are?" he asked.
"MASP. Minor Assistant Security Program, standing objectives; assist Tron and protect users. Program name Chance, location grid." she cited. Flynn stepped aside to reveal a program.
"This is Tron. Best security program out there, and don't ever challenge him to disc wars, he's the best." Tron smiled at the praise.
"I'm sure I'll learn a thing or two," said Chance. Flynn grinned.
"That's the spirit!"
Kristy gasped, she had obviously never experienced a data transferal.
"You see why I am now the best." Chance said quietly. Kristy nodded solemnly. Chance gave Kristy her disc back and walked back inside.
A/N: Reviews please!