Hello people of the internet! :) how are you all today? I'm very fine, thank you. The time has come once again to read/review anonther hopefully good chapter. Once again, I apologize that I have been unable to keep you updated on this story over the summer. And just to warn you ahead of time, it may be awhile until I update my next chapter.
Please review! :)
~Kittykatmeow224~
Flynn was still having visions that Tron was still alive. What he didn't know was there was another program called the renegade involved, struggling to keep Tron's spirit alive. Quorra told him about the program later that day. Flynn wished he could meet this renegade, but he didn't want to take the risk of the program telling Clu whereabouts. Quorra just finished I-ching's Journey Without Goal , but she didn't like it as much as she liked Jules Verne. She had, in fact, read all of his books in less that three millicycles! But even if it did impress him, he always had his mind on something else. Or rather, someone else. He fought hard not to forget memories from his world, and not this digital one. He mostly thought of Sam, though, and how he thought his own son, the light of his life besides the Grid, probably hated him to hell and back. How upset and confused he may be. But mostly, lonely. The kid barely had any friends, and the only people he trusted were himself, his grandparents, and Alan. Now, Flynn would trade the whole world, just to spend one last day with his beloved son, to tell him how sorry he was.