AN: Finally decided to update. Sorry this chapter is so short, but it's in between the sixth and seventh episode. Soooo... yeah. Thanks everyone for your reviews, and happy holidays if I don't update until after Christmas!

Chapter Fifteen

The two of them had returned to the safehouse before the end of the cycle. Mira was relieved to be somewhere safe for a change. On the island her memories of the past had stirred because something had changed. She wasn't sure what that change was, but she knew that it meant no good would come out of it.

"So what exactly do we tell Tron when we get there?" she asked when they reached the garage.

"He'll find out on my disk," Beck replied. "Might as well tell the truth."

Mira swallowed as she remembered the look of disbelief on Paige's face. She wondered if the commander would ever forgive them. Most likely Paige blamed them for leaving her behind to fall into the Sea of Simulation.

Tron was waiting for them as usual beside the panel that overlooked the Outlands. He looked more anxious than annoyed that it had taken them so long to return. It felt like cycles had passed while they were stuck on that island.

"I didn't get the cube in the end," Beck said after explaining what had happened. Tron raised an eye when he glanced at Mira curiously, who simply shrugged and looked out the panel.

"You handled the situation like a leader Beck," Tron told him. "I'm impressed you were able to work with an enemy." Mira knew that he was mostly referring to her lack of trust in programs.

She rolled her eyes and stood up straight when Beck gave a short laugh.

"I thought Paige was beginning to believe we weren't bad," he muttered. "Besides, we made a promise not to derezz each other."

"You both did well." Mira looked up in surprise this time.

"But we didn't get the data cube," she pointed out.

"I didn't expect you to get it on your first try," Tron said. "The fact that you two were able to work together on your own proves that you're more than capable to lead the uprising."

So that's why he sent Beck to get the data cube, Mira thought. That explained everything, well everything she needed to understand. Tron wanted to see them work together as a team. She forced back a grin and wondered what else they could do together.

"There's more work to be done by the next cycle, but for now you should both rest," Tron told them when Mira exchanged a grin with Beck.

Mira waved goodbye to Beck as he shrugged and left the safehouse to get back to Argon city. She was left alone with Tron once again.

"So that test proves I can make it out on my own right?" she asked in a lighthearted tone.

"It proves that you can handle missions with someone keeping an eye on you," he replied.

"I wouldn't mind seeing Argon again," she muttered when she turned away with annoyance.

She was getting tired of being treated like a prisoner. It wasn't like she couldn't take care of herself. She had already proved that while on the island with Beck and Paige. After exploring her past while on the island she had hoped that Tron would at least let her see the garage or city again.

"What if you went with me?" she suddenly asked when an idea came to her. It was a foolish idea, and one he would likely pass with a simple wave of the hand. But she could hope, right?

"Out of the question," Tron snapped.

"You could wear a disguise while we're out," she insisted. "The only program who would recognize you is Beck, and even with a disguise he might not!"

Excitement coursed through Mira as she imagined visiting the streets of Argon and the garage itself. It felt like cycles had passed since she last saw the garage. She knew that Able would recognize her at once, but that didn't matter at the time.

By now Tron was ignoring her as he returned to the healing chamber. Mira rolled her eyes in annoyance once again and sighed in frustration. Yet again she was confined to the safehouse because she was a User. Programs viewed her as weak because she was a User, but she could easily handle herself.

And maybe it's time I proved I wasn't so weak, she told herself.

She decided that if she couldn't visit the city, than she could at least train herself while Tron was in the healing chamber. The simulation training was out of the question - she didn't know how to use such a device. So instead she would need to self teach herself again.

She used the bed frame as her target for practice. Each punch she swung into the bed sent her reeling back in pain. Though the frame looked like it was made of wood, it was actually beams of energy that formed into some kind of metallic material.

Okay, so I won't punch it, she thought as she studied the framework. Maybe I could pretend this is Rinzler... or Clu.

Sudden anger surged within Mira when she thought of Clu. She was stuck here because of that malicious, perfectionist program. She channeled her anger into attacking the bed frame until suddenly giving up. There was no point in taking her anger out now.

Sooner or later she was going to get her revenge on Clu. Tron and Beck wouldn't stop her. Any program that stood in her way would feel her wrath. She would make sure of it.

AN: Yep, the seeds of ambition have started. Hey, she needed some way to take out her frustration didn't she? Better on the bed than on Tron XD Don't think he would've been too happy. Don't forget to leave a review and tell me what you think of it so far!

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