So, do you guys remember when I said that I was Quorra's brother? Well, here it is. I was on the grid the exact same time that she got off. But, she was made two milliseconds after me. Now that that's out of the way, it's time to get back to the story.

"So this is the grid, huh? Looks bright." I said.

"You don't know the half of it. My dad made this place. I had to save him from a program he created called Clu. Tron used to keep this place safe for everyone, but then everything went wrong. Tron was changed somehow, his code was rewritten, and he was called Rinsler. No one knows where he is now, but I hope the regular tron comes back." he replied.

"So what do we do first?"

"We go to the club."

So we walk to the nearest club, called Tempest, and we go inside. Daft Punk is on the radio as we find a table. I order a couple of drinks, and then I sit quietly. Suddenly, the tempo changes as some guys in red step in the room.

"Hey, who are those guys?" I asked Sam.

He looks and says,"Oh, no. They aren't supposed to be here. Those guys are Clu's minions." He answered.

Suddenly, an intercom turns on and a voice starts to speak. "Hello Programs. I am General Tessler. We are rounding up volunteers for the games. Thank you for your cooperation."

I was then grabbed by some goons and taken in what looked like a bus. A prison bus.

"Help." I said.