Tron: Aftermath

-enter
--input rp sequence
---activate Tron: Aftermath
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-sequence begin.

User, Sam Flynn, escaped the grid to the real world and Kevin Flynn destroyed Clu and his Carrier. The grid has become still, without a master it will not function correctly. Many have stood up to the plate but without anyone to choose, the grid has become chaotic with separate leaders and programs splitting up into groups, it needs one individual who can stand up above the rest and maintain the order of the grid.

-Several days later-

A lone defense program washes up off grid and with no memory of who he is. He gets spotted by a team of off grid recon programs that are with Zeus. He gets picked up and brought to Zeus' headquarters.

The lone amnesiac program struggles in the arms of the recon programs.

"W-Where are you taking me? Where am I!?"

"You are off grid. We are taking you in for further analysis."
Two programs with white suits and blue lines stuff the lone program in the light crusier and take off.
the passenger looks at the loner.
"What is your name program?"

"I ...can't remember..."

The disheveled program tries his best to come up with an answer but simply pull up the information.

"..."

"odd..."
he turns back and they continue driving. After a while, they get into the city and to a large tower. The two programs pull the loner out of the crusier and bring him into the tower.

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another program walks past him as he enters. Hers eyes meets with his as she leaves and he gets pulled in. The two programs bring him to an elevator and press a button to call it.

Still trying desperately to regain his memories, the amnesiac program soaks in his surroundings.

"This is..."

The view from the elevator revealed Tron City, in all its illuminating glory, before the program's eyes.

"...The city..."

the elevator goes up for a long time until it reaches its stop at the top of the tower. the two programs push the lone program into the room and the doors close. they stayed in the elevator. a female program behind a desk calls for the program.

The program approaches the desk.

"...Can you please help me?"

His face was helpless and full of fear. The frustration from not having his memories left him in helpless in the cruel grips of the Grid.

"Please, I'm begging you!"

she does not look at him.
"please step into the door to your right."
he hand points to a door.

-meanwhile-
a program watches on camera the lone program near the desk. This programs face is ruined, burned almost.
"zuse!"
he turns around.
"we are 80% sure that he is the one."

"good. Lets make that 100% shall we?"

"This place..."

He looks at the door at the right, seeing the guards forcibly pushing other programs into a corridor. They we're all lined up single-file, with guards closely watching them.

"...I don't like it."

The amnesiac programs marches towards the line of programs.

one by one the programs enter the room, until the lone program enters. It is a dark room with two platforms on each side. One program is standing on one platform.
"so your next? This should be easy..."
he holds his disk in excitement.

"Next? I do not know what you mean by that."

The amnesiac program sees the other program's disk spark with light.

he grunts as he releases his disk.
it flies to the ceiling, bounces, and flies towards the lone program.

Instinctively, the lone program dodge rolls forward.

"What the hell are you doing!?"

His hands begin to shake as they grip the cold circuit floor.

"nice act...but im not gunna fall for it!"
the disc flies back to the program, when he catches it he spins around and releases it from his grip. the disk hits one of the sidewalls, bounces and flies towards the lone program.

The security program instinctively back-flips, barely dodging his opponents disk. He draws a disk from his back and flings it straight at the other program.

"How...am I..."

He lands perfectly, and immediately stands up. Suddenly, a flash of memories flow through the security program. He sees himself standing alongside another program, but there's something strange about him. It was almost as if, he wasn't a program. Not a program, but a-
Suddenly the memories fade away like dust in the wind. He stares down his opponent as his disk flies toward him.

the program awes at the agility and dodges the disk and catches his own.
"alright. NOW!-"
he throws his disk at the ceiling so it bounces and comes straight toward the lone programs platform.
"-it gets interesting."

Again, the security program's arm begins to move by itself. It catches the returning disk, then raises above his head to block the incoming disk. The enemy disk goes flying and the security program lunges at the opponent. The disk curves just enough to bounce right in front of his opponent.

With shock and no time to react the disc flies straight though him. bits and peices fall to the ground. Several minutes later the room turns bright white and a voice come on the speaker.
"please step through the two opening doors."
two doors open and a green arrow is above them blinking.

"What did I..."

The amnesiac security program stares at his hands, then his derezzed opponent. He then stares at the doors the just opened.

"...I don't have a good feeling about this."

He heads for the exit.

as he walks up several stairs he enters a room with one man sitting in a chair behind a desk, and several programs with long batons around him.
"welcome!"
he says without looking and then turns around in his chair.
The program is clearly damaged, looks like he was in an explosion of some sort.
He smiles and his cheeks show his muscle movement.
"I have been in the need of a good fighter, and you you come! just falls in my lap! ...whats your name program?"

"I... cannot access that information..."

The amnesiac program looks down in frustration. While doing so, he sneaks a glance at the guards surrounding the damaged program with the cane.

4 of them... all armed.

"oh yeah!? interesting...very interesting...well then how does...Prime sound?"
he looks at the program with excitement.

"...Prime... It will do, for now."

Prime looks at his hands again with a new sense of hope. He then looks back at the damaged program with stern demeanor.

"And what is your name?"

"well you can call me Zuse! but im not the interesting one here...we have much to talk about!"
as he talks the female program from before enters the room from another door.

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"sir, it is done."
"Ah perfect timing levandra...meet Prime, he is our new fighter, show him around please."
She nods and looks at the program.
"you dont look like much, but if Zuse says so, then we got work to do..."