Tron: A User's Rise

Cycles have passed since Bodhi's death, and I couldn't accept it. It all seems too unreal. One moment he's here and the next, gone. And somehow it felt like it was my fault.

Like I could have prevented his death by just stopping him at that moment. Now all I've been doing was drowning myself in work and spending time at the club, but I usually just sulk in my room.

Right now though, I'm doing maintenance and the usual repairs, but every now and again Mara, Zed, Able, and occasionally some other program comes along to see if I'm doing alright.

I'm glad I have friends that care about my well-being like they do, but as things are right now, it didn't quell any of the bubbling feelings that were surfacing as of late.

Finished with work for the day, I went to the lockers to put my things away. After everything was put away, I glanced to the side, freezing as I turned to a locker across from me.

'Bodhi's locker…' I could only stare at the locker, his name still engraved on its surface.

That's when it finally hit me. He was truly gone, and we'd never see him again. And it was all Clu's fault. He's the reason Bodhi died. If it wasn't for him and his no good pieces of code...

Clenching my fists, I grit my teeth before walking out of the lockers. Clu, General Tesler, and whoever else were going to pay for what they've done, I'll see to it through even if it kills me. As I was walking out of the garage, I heard someone running up to me before grabbing me and suddenly spinning me around.

"Beck… don't do anything stupid."

"Yeah, we know that look of yours."

Mara and Zed stood before me, insisting on me not doing anything rash, but I couldn't just move on, not like this. This hate would eat away at me if I did nothing. If it were one of them, I'd do the same.

"Don't worry guys, I'm just going out for a walk. I'll be back soon, so don't worry about me." I faked a smile as I took Zed's hand off my shoulder.

"In the rain?"

"I like rainy weather."

Turning around, I continued out the garage, losing my smile as I glared at the statue in the distance. I'm going to ruin everything that you've built, Clu. Whether it is me or someone else, I swear to you that you. Will. Fall.

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{Argon Park}

Hiding behind a wall, I watched the patrolling guards in the distance. With the rain, it was the perfect chance for me to strike. I know I can't let them identify me no matter what, so if I get caught everyone will be at risk of being derezzed, so think, Beck, think.

Pondering for a while, I finally got an idea. Taking off my identity disc, I attached it to the wrench Bodhi gave me, causing my disc to show a 3D hologram of my body. From there, I started to edit my outfit as best as I could.

I couldn't match the all-white outfit, but all black with little circuit lines I could do, and of course the symbol all programs should know of. That's it for now. Tron, I'll be taking your role, just for a little bit.

Docking my disc onto my back, my outfit begins to change to match what I had customized, the final touch being my helmet. With my helmet shielding my face, it was finally show time.

Peeking out from the wall, I saw the many guards patrolling Clu's statue. What a load of garbage. I could barely hold back my disdain. Waiting a short while, I rushed at the first sign of an opening in the patrol unit, making a break for the statue with haste.

Climbing the statue carefully so as to not alert the guards, I scaled the statue and made my way to its head before doing something that I was really going to enjoy, cutting it off. Pushing the severed statue head over, I threw in a few bombs before hurriedly climbing down as the now-alerted guards began searching for me.

Running towards the street, I pull out a baton, opening it as a light cycle materializes under me just in time for the explosions to go off, blowing the whole statue, light tanks, and maybe a few guards up. I couldn't help but smirk to myself at the thought, that'll teach them, and it's just the beginning.

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[3rd Pov]

{Tesler's Airship}

"What do you mean destroyed?! How could you let this happen with so many patrolling the area?!" Tesler shouted at a disfigured guard reporting to him. "Who did this?!" He questioned as he sat leaning in his throne-looking chair.

"I'm sorry, sir, we didn't get a good look at him, but it looked like... like Tron." The guard stuttered.

"Tron, you say?" Squinting his eyes at the guard.

About to speak, he was cut off by a door opening beside him, a hue of yellow coming through as a figure walked out.

"Tron's dead, Tesler. I had him executed myself." The figure spoke through the helmet they wore.

Swiftly getting up from his seat, Tesler shouted at one of his generals, "Paige, see to it personally. I want him found, now!"

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That's the end of this chapter. I was planning to make it longer, but I decided to cut it here. Anyway, how do you guys like this story so far?