Krow's warship was at the fore of all the other Ships.
Programmes all started talking amongst themselves, anger was everywhere.
The Outlands had returned to complete darkness.
"Look"!!! someone shouted, "Over there" another screamed, and slowly a different kind of Ship had come into view, it was shaped like a hexagon.
The Ship had slowly made it's way toward The Grid and finally stopped infront of Krow's ship, it was several times bigger than anything else around.
Krow's best guard Neo tightened his grip on his disc.
"Orders?" asked Neo, waiting for Krow to reply he noticed a shift in the unidentified ship, it had started to rotate on the spot then it stopped.
"Patience, I'm surprised you hadn't seen this coming" replied Krow.
Several other guards had now removed their disc's from their back.
On the hexagonal Ship a door opened from the bottom up and a man was standing there, he was dressed in an old design, a design that was over 20 years old.
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RINZLER//Awakening
Fanfiction(Note: I have decided to rename the story from Tron to Rinzler as Tron was known in the 2nd movie as Rinzler) Programmes fight to survive against digital interference and from anyone that stumbles into them. The Grid spans and stretches on and is d...
