Tron Legacy by Alice Alfonsi

Author:Alice Alfonsi
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction - Young Adult
Publisher: Disney Publishing Worldwide

SAM REVVED THE ENGINE ON HIS DAD’S LIGHT CYCLE. The chopper may have been vintage, but it moved. Which was good. Sam didn’t have any time to waste. He had to get to Zuse.

Sam streaked a blazing path across the Outlands’ ebony landscape. Everything except the skyline in the distance was carbon black. Sam focused on the flickering energy of the grid’s main city, glowing with unique particles of light.

As the lights grew brighter, Sam spotted a long, narrow bridge. He crossed it, entering into what Quorra told him was referred to as the Old City.

The streets were tangled and twisted here, but Sam didn’t feel lost. This part of the city’s digital metropolis was a reflection of the real one he’d lived in all his life. On the other hand, Sam noticed some disturbing differences.

This Old City showed more decay than the one back home. The roving Sentries and barbed wire looked wrong to Sam, too. But he recognized the layout well enough. He even knew that with a few turns he would be at his dad’s arcade—or at least this digital domain’s version of it.

“This is a restricted area,” a metallic voice boomed through the dreary streets. “Authorized programs only. violators without functionality or residence confirmation will be deleted…”

Sam noticed Sentries up ahead. They were stopping passing programs and checking their disc Ids.

Better look for cover, Sam thought.

He ducked into an alley across from Flynn’s arcade. As he parked his dad’s cycle, he noticed a destitute program sleeping nearby. Sam traded his blue arena baton for the defeated program’s ragged poncho. disguised now, Sam ventured onto the main street.

“Sam Flynn?”

Turning, he recognized the pretty program approaching him. This was the head Siren, the same living statue who had helped Sam suit up before he entered the arena. She looked more conventional now, wearing street clothes and carrying an umbrella.

“Do you remember me?” she asked.

Sam nodded. “You gave me some advice.”

“And you followed it. I’m glad,” the Siren said with a smile. “It’s unfortunate we met the way we did.”

“Yeah. Can I have my jeans back?” Sam asked.

“I am off duty now,” the Siren replied.

“Well, you have a good night,” he said, turning to go.

The Siren stopped him. “You’re looking for someone?”

Sam froze. “What makes you say that?”

The Siren plucked Quorra’s holographic card out of his hand. “Intuition,” she replied flatly.

Just then, two armored Sentries appeared at the end of the block. The Siren pulled Sam into the shadows.

“I can help you, Sam Flynn,” she whispered. “I know what you are looking for, and your other options don’t strike me as particularly attractive.” The Siren’s gaze drifted to the Sentries.

Sam nodded once. The Siren took Sam’s hand and led him away, out of the Old City and toward the new.

Back in the Outlands, Kevin awoke with a start. Sensing something was wrong, he got out of bed. In his bare feet he padded to where his son was supposed to be sleeping.

Sam was gone—and so was the vintage Light Cycle.

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