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THERE IS A POLL TO DECIDE IF THERE SHOULD BE A PAIRING OR NOT FOR VANELLOPE AND ALPHA!

I do not own Wreck It Ralph or and of the videos games mentioned.

KEEP A SECRET CODE

The store soon closed and the all clear sounded. Games started to relax from their daily chore.

Back in Fix It Felix Jr. the group headed back to their rooms to relax for the rest of the day. Felix slid down the fire escape to reach Ralph quicker as he raised himself out of the mud.

"Well then brother, are you ready to try out those new games?" he said as jolly as he could.

Ralph then remembered the distraction he saw earlier from the roof., "Uh, you know Felix, I think I need to rest up a bit. Those last several falls took a toll on me," he explained while rubbing his back, "Just go without me, I'll be fine."

Felix gave a look of concern, "Are you alright buddy? You never had a problem like this before."

Ralph just waved it off, "Ah don't worry, I just might have fell the wrong way to while trying an new spin. I just won't do it again next time."

Felix, still concerned accepted Ralph's excuse, "Alright then Ralph just take it easy for the rest of the day."

"Alright bud, be sure to tell your wife and Vanellope I'm sorry that I couldn't make it and to make the high score for me," Ralph told Felix.

"Okay brother, will do," Felix said before hopping out towards the train.

Once Ralph made his way towards his shack, he peeked over his shoulder to see that Felix left on the train. Ralph then turned to climb over the bricks towards the sight where he saw the strange thing he saw earlier. He finally made it to the other side where he saw the mysterious object. But he was disappointed to see nothing but a thick group of trees from small one in the front to large one in the back.

"Aw man, did I really skip out on Mocap Boxing for this?" he said grudgingly. But then he noticed a pond a short way from the group of trees. "There wasn't a second pond in this game before. Otherwise I'd be bathing in it to lower my stench."

Ralph walked over to investigate the new pond. He noticed that the pond was not programmed in by the way the floor of the pond not as squared off at the bottom as if someone made it themselves. "Alright someone has been messing with our game and that's not cool." Ralph looked back at the group of trees, "I should have known."

Ralph punched through the trees and saw a small simple brick house. It was very well made without Felix's hammer. He lowered himself to look inside the room. He was surprised on how well done it was made. It had a homey rustic touch sort of like a cross between a modern cabin and a medieval house. Mostly what was used was bricks, wood, and dirt. Who ever this was knew how to survive on his own.

Ralph softly knocked on the door, but ended up as a couple of bangs. Ralph winced at the loud knock. There was no answer. Ralph figured he left to Tappers or something. He turned and thought he saw something duck behind the hill of bricks.

Ralph wasn't the fastest to catch small guys if they were as quick as Felix or Vanellope. He would have to think smart about this. Good thing he was good at wrecking, he then turned away from where he saw the hidden person, "So this is what has been making our game slower," he called out for the intruder to hear, "I guess I can wreck it." he raised his hands to smash it.

Until something landed over his head and was pulling his nose up and back, "Get away from my home Donkey Kong butt!" the person shouted as he used some kind of wooden weapon to jab and swing into his head.

Ralph swung his arms around trying to hit the attacker who ever he was, "Get off of me you twerp!"

Who ever this guy was knew how to fight. Ralph felt like he was fighting some phantom. He couldn't reach him no matter how hard he tried. If he was struck from the left, a couple of seconds later he was struck from the opposite direction.

"You have no idea how long I've been up to make this house and no smelly Moblin fart is going to break it!" the voice said.

Ralph was getting really irritated from fighting this ghost fighter. He started to roll over in hoping to smash the attacker, "Listen you little insect, I'm getting really fed up with this game so give up if you know what's good for you!" Ralph threatened until he was finally struck in the groin. "OH! Ho ho ho… the pain." Ralph squeaked out.

Ralph then felt two sharp points. One at his eye and one at his neck close enough to almost pierce him, "Are you done yet?" the voice asked dangerously.

"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Easy man, just calm down! I wasn't really going to break it," Ralph panicked.

"Oh really, well your ogre fist were telling me otherwise." he spat, "Now what do you want?" he growled.

"I saw this place over here and wondered what it was! No one knows about it I swear!" Ralph pleaded. He knew he could just respawn, but he didn't want to know how it felt to have an object plunged into his eye and neck.

"And what did you plan to do after you found out?" he pressed on his interrogation.

"I don't know! Maybe see who you were and let everyone else come and…" he was then interrupted.

"NO!" shouted the person, "No one can know I am here!"

"Sorry please just let me up and I promise I won't do anything just let me talk without these things pointed at me!" Ralph begged as the objects pressed closer.

There was a slight pause until Ralph felt the pointed weapons leave his face. Ralph breathed for what felt like an hour of holding his breath. He wondered if this is how he met Colhoun with a gun to his face. Ralph was now able to get up and see the person. He was surprised to see a boy around the age of twelve. His slicked back hair, bright green eyes, simple jean pants, and green shirt.

"Well I see you are a fan of green," Ralph observed.

"Yeah and I can see you are a fan of road kill cuz that's what you smell like E. Honda," the boy shot back.

Ralph at first thought that this kid could be related to Vanellope with his snappy smart mouth. He was able to push Ralph's right buttons to make him lose his temper, "Listen you little punk…" Ralph jumped back as the kid brought up a wooden spear with a sharp stone tip right at his face.

"I'm listening chunky." the boy warned.

Ralph calmed himself, "Ok I'm sorry we got off on the wrong start. Let's start over."

"Sounds good to me Bigfoot." the boy agreed.

"Really kid? Is that how you greet everyone you meet?" Ralph scolded.

"This is good as it's going to get so take it or leave it bucko." The boy told flatly.

Ralph rolled his eyes, "Fine, hi my name is Ralph, Wreck It Ralph" he introduced in a irritated tone.

"Such a charmer aren't we?" Ralph glared at the boy, "I'm Al… Al. my name is Al."

"Al? what is that short for something?" Ralph asked suspiciously.

"Is there a reason for your horrid body odor skunk head?" Al asked avoiding the question.

"Okay fine Al." Ralph settled to go with it.

"You don't ask about my profile, I don't ask about yours deal?" Al put his hand out.

Ralph smiled a bit reminding him of the deal Vanellope and he made, "Deal," just as he was about to shake Al's hand, Al spat in his own hand and quickly shook Ralph's. Ralph then pulled back his hand in disgust, "UGH! OH DISGUSTING! WHY DID YOU DO THAT?!"

"Oh come on wussy bear, you are as unsanitary as it is. You can stand a little spit can't you?" Al smirked.

If Ralph didn't have moral rules in his life, Al would have been punched al the way to the game screen, "You should meet my friend Vanellope, you to would hit it off great," He grumbled.

"Sorry bub, but I don't date cave women," Al remarked.

"I'm not a… she's not a cave woman! And she is not related to me!" he fumed.

"Well all the same Bucket Mouth, I'm not here to start a date with anyone older than me," Al said refusing to meet anyone.

"It's Wreck It Ralph and you are going to be seen weather or not you like it," Ralph pointed out.

It was true. One of these days someone would catch on to him and he would be in a heap of trouble, "Ugh, fine, but there is something I'm going to have to trust you with and you have to promise not to tell even your most greatest friend you got me?" Al said raising his spear.

Ralph put his hands up to block the spear tip from his face, "Alright! Alright, I got it! Now put that down before you poke my eye out."

"Hey look at the bright side, at least I will have an extra eye if I lose one," Al laughed at his own joke while Ralph sighed grumpily before laughing himself.

"So what is this big secret of yours?" asked Ralph doubting it was anything serious.

"My name is actually Alpha," Alpha finally admitted.

Ralph tried to think of a game that had a program named Alpha but couldn't recall anyone by that name, "Alpha? I don't know anyone by the name of…" Alpha then pixilated into his Sonic wolf character and back to his Fix it Felix Jr. boy character and made Ralph trip backwards at the sudden display, "Sweet Wrecking ball, what in the code programming was that!?"

Alpha shrugged, "It's a little complicated to explain. You should see Eggman about it as he knows more about it than anyone else."

"What are you?" Ralph finally asked.

Alpha took a deep sigh, "Here it goes. I'm a lost Playstation 3 home console system customizable gaming program from the game disc Dragon's Dogma," Alpha said in one breath.

Ralph just sat their with a dumbstruck expression not knowing how to take all this in. He remembered way back when Eggman tried to explain this to everyone but just disregarded him as a crazy mad scientist that he was. Ralph had to believe Alpha, there was no other explanation.

"Hey O-zone mouth, if you keep your trap open long enough it will turn into a black hole," Alpha said trying to bring back Ralph to reality.

Ralph shook himself out of it, "Wait, wait, wait you are an actual data program from a real home gaming console system?"

"Uh yeah Fetch It Couch, I believe that is what I just said," Alpha acknowledged.

"It's Wreck It Ralph," he corrected.

"Whatever sloppy joe," Alpha blew off.

Ralph ignored the last part and got back to the main subject, "What are you doing in a place like this?"

"Gee, I don't know. Maybe I wanted to get caught in a surge protector and get transferred to an arcade and spend the rest of my life in hiding," Alpha said sarcastically.

"Hey don't blow all your steam on me! Why are you acting like this?" Ralph asked fed up with Alpha's attitude.

"Well how would you feel if you got trapped in a surge protector, lost all of your gaming data, losing trophies you had slaved away for, lost all of your friends and family, turned into a black silhouette, scared confused in a place that doesn't even know you should exist, be told that you could die in any game you go in even if your data sets up a profile for you, and then get told you may never find a way back home again!?" Alpha shouted his predicament.

Ralph hadn't seen it like that. It was true, Alpha would probably never return to his home console and never see his life long friends again. Everything he had worked and earned on his console just vanish like that. Ralph may not know how long he has existed as a program, but just like Vanellope, he saw Alpha as a lost and frightened child with no hope of a normal gaming life ever again. The boy was truly alone in a world unknown to him with no one who truly understands him. He was neither a good guy, a bad guy, or a ordinary character of a game.

Ralph then sat on the base of the mountain of bricks, "I'm sorry kid. I never would have known about that."

Alpha blew raspberries, "How could you? How could anyone here know when they were born into a game and then suddenly wiped clean to end up in a place no one would understand you." Alpha fell back into the pond and floated on his back looking up into the night pixel sky.

Ralph didn't mind the snappy comebacks. In fact it made him feel even more sorry for the boy. He had no true purpose other than to hide or die in a game and never respawn, "So can you give me a brief sum up of how you can change images?" asked Ralph.

"Ugh, okay. Whatever game I enter allows me to create a profile and image for myself to go with the game like the wolf from Sonic," Alpha explained, "Then I can store that info inside myself to change later."

Ralph nodded understanding the gist of it, "Okay tell you what. I'll let you stay here without letting anyone know about it and also help you get to other games to store more profiles in your data so you can freely walk around with no one getting suspicious of what you are."

Alpha looked at him questioningly, "What's the catch?"

Ralph smiled, "There's no catch, you've been through quite enough already."

"I don't know, I could go through even more worse stuff now that I think about it," Alpha said cautiously.

"Trust me, if something does go down, I'll have you're back," Ralph said with confidence.

Alpha thought about it for a while after swimming back out of the pond, "I wish I looked up you're profile on the web to see if I could trust you," Ralph gave a confused look about what Alpha said, "But I guess we can't all avoid risks. Okay deal."

Alpha spat in his own hand and stuck it out. Ralph hesitated for a bit, "Hey come on King K. Drool, my saliva is not going to stay in my hand forever." Ralph decided to just go with it and spit lightly in his own hand and shake. Alpha pulled back after and washed his hand in the pond.

"What's wrong kid? You can't take a piece of you own medicine?" Ralph mocked.

"Well at least my mouth was programmed to be sanitized Wretched Mouth.," Alpha shot back.

Ralph had to admit that was a good comeback, "Touché kid, touché."

GAME CENTRAL STATION

After, Alpha and Ralph began to make their way to other games and where constantly stopped by the Surge Protector asking each of Alpha's new profile images for information and not really caring for the sudden additions of new characters coming out of the games and stopping Ralph for so-called random inspections.

The night when on like so until they came to the last game that was called Sugar Rush. Alpha was told by Ralph that it was a racing game of cute little kids in colorful candy karts. It didn't help either that Ralph told him that it was mostly girls racing with only three boy racers. Alpha hoped that he could avoid this one until the arcade opened. Maybe he shouldn't have quickly answered those questions so fast. This meant he would have to choose an avatar that looked all cute and decorated with candy. This rubbed him the wrong way.

"Ugh! Do we have to go in there? "Alpha complained.

Ralph wiped his face in irritation, "Look if you don't do this and Vanellope happens to bring you in here, you won't be prepared to have a profile to change into. So just get this over with."

"But what if she comes back?" Alpha asked.

"She took the day off to play on the other games. So she won't be racing at the Random Roster Race tonight." Ralph explained.

"The roading roast racing what?" Alpha asked confused.

"It's just a race to see who out of the fifteen avatars gets to play in the nine slots for tomorrow." Ralph explained.

Alpha sighed, "Well if I gotta, I gotta," he then saw Ralph walking away, "Hey Mega Buttorn, where are you going?"

"I want to go see Eggman to learn more about your situation! I'll be back!" Ralph called back.

"Okay then, don't fry your brain after the first few words Blank Head Ralph!" Alpha laughed.

Ralph just chuckled and shook his head, "It's Wreck It Ralph!" he said as he headed for Sonic's game.

"Whatever," Alpha said before getting on the train to Sugar Rush.

SUGAR RUSH

Later he came out the other side and exited the terminal to change into a small looking kid with bubble gum coating over his body. Alpha grunted, "Give me a break will ya?" he talked towards the sky as if speaking to the game server. He then thought hard on what type of candy he wanted to be decorated with. Nothing too girly for sure, but something that would fit his character and personality.

Now from what candy Alpha has hear about, he narrowed it down to two kinds, cinnamon and pop rocks. Those were his favorite flavors to eat and they both held a bit of his personality. He always liked to spice things up and cinnamon was a kind of spice. Then he was as unpredictable as pop rocks and just as surprising when they pop on their own accord. Maybe he could think of a way to combined them both in name and decoration. Alpha thought long and hard until he finally came up with a conclusion.

Alpha snapped his fingers, "I got it! How about Roxus Cinnamus!" He thought of it for a while, "Okay not my best name ever, but I got nothing else."

Then his image changed once more and Alpha was dressed in a cinnamon zipper jacket with Pop Rocks decorations that looked like military ribbons on his chest jacket. His shirt was red while his pants and jacket were a bright brown, he wore a cinnamon bright brown racing cap and his boots were red with pop rocks soles.

Other than that he still had his slicked back hair and bright green eyes.

Alpha looked himself over and shrugged after his personal inspection., "Well beggars can't be choosers. Now lets go see this roster race."

From the terminal tunnel, he saw over the candy lands and spotted the race track starting line and started to head in that direction, hopefully unnoticed.

SONIC'S GAME

Ralph made his way to Eggman's laboratory and began going through the story of Alpha. So far he was given a simple explanation of everything about his theories becoming true and recent tests he went through about Alpha's abilities.

"So there is no way for him to get back to his home console?" Ralph asked to make sure.

Eggman shook his head, "I've tried to study every possibility. There is no other way for him to leave unless Mr. Litwak takes a Surge Protector back to his original home system."

Ralph sighed in defeat. There was no way he could get back home. Even if the day this arcade did shut down and he made it to the surge protector, he would be stuck there until it was plugged into something else most likely not a game. Ralph felt a deep sorrow for the boy knowing he could not move on to the next life like the rest of them if the day came. He would be doomed to spend the rest of eternity trapped.

Eggman noticed what Ralph might have been thinking, "It's not your fault my friend, some things just happen and there is nothing we can do about it."

Ralph nodded, "Well at least he could make the most of it by creating as many profiles as he could," Eggman chuckled at that, "What's so funny?" asked Ralph surprised eggman would find this subject funny.

"I didn't think that crazy boy would actually do it, but he did," Eggman continued to laugh.

"Do what?" Ralph grew concerned.

"Now don't get upset, but there is a theoretical chance his data file could be overwhelmed with so much data and cause him to short out," Eggman explained.

"WHAT!? WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME THIS BEFORE!?" Ralph exploded from his seat.

"Calm down my friend. It is just a theory," Eggman tried to calm Ralph down.

"Calm down!?" he shouted, "If your theory was true about programs like him!? Who's to say that this one is wrong!" Ralph then ran back out towards the games exit.

"Ralph! What is going on!?" Eggman called through his intercom."I've been helping Alpha create profiles in all these games! I need to go stop him before he makes anymore!" He shouted and finally made it to the terminal train.

Eggman sat back in his seat and pinched that bridge of his nose, "Oh this program is going to be a lot of trouble," He said to himself.

GAME CENTRAL STATION

Ralph made it to the station and quickly looked over to sugar rush. He saw it and made a mad dash towards it, but then came to a skidding top when he saw who just entered.

"Oh great, Vanellope!" if she caught him around and not in his shack resting, he was going to really get it from her for backing out on their game adventure. At the same time he noticed what time it was. He had to get back before Felix found out about him.

"Oh please Alpha don't do anything stupid," he prayed.

SUGAR RUSH

Irony was cruel. There on top hiding behind the red curtain of the president's high chair was Alpha looking over to the screen to watch the racers race for the top nine spots for the roster. He made sure that the curtain was open just enough to see the screen.

He managed to collect some sweets to eat and enjoy the race. Luckily no one has seen him yet, but he was willing to take his chances. He had heard of some kart factory and figured to make a visit there sometime.

He continued to watch and observe the track they raced on and didn't think it was much of a challenge compared to Mario Kart, Mod Racing, and Little Big Planet Karting. This seemed like a cake walk to him.

Alpha chuckled at the small pun.

He then saw them soon cross the finish line and dusted himself off and decide to head over to this kart factory he's heard about and make his own kart. Then a thought crossed his mind. Why should it be a kart? Why couldn't it be something more with a bit more flare? a mischievous grin crossed his face as he ran off towards the towering pipes of the factory.

Also just in time to get out of hearing range of a furious president, "ALRIGHT, WHOS THE WISE GUY WHO SAT AND GOT CANDY CRUMBS AND STAINS ALL OVER MY SEAT AND CURTAIN!"

The racers froze in confusion as they saw each other there and present from just finishing the race. Surely none of them did it. And the citizens knew better than to take the seat of the president.

"Sour Bill!' Vanellope called.

"Yes Madam President?" he asked in his usual bored tone of voice.

"Get the Devil Dogs! No one ruins my seat and gets away with it," Vanellope ordered.

"As you wish Madam President," he acknowledged bored.

Vanellope rolled her eyes and grumbled, "At least sound like this is urgent."

"As you wish Madam President." Sour Bill continued in his usual tone.

"Ugh, you're hopeless," Vanellope face palmed.

I HOPE THIS WAS ENTERTAINING ENOUGH FOR YOU. PLEASE TELL ME IF THE CHARACTERS ARE IN CHARACTER. ALSO DON'T FORGET TO VOTE ON THE POLL ON MY PROFILE. THE POLL WAS JUST A REQUEST IF I COULD DO IT AND I WANT TO LEAVE THE DECISION TO THE READERS.