Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters used in this story. All rights go to Disney (and their group of people who keep failing to make a movie for Tron that actually does its universe justice).

Warning: My first few chapters are going to be a little on the weak side. They definitely don't read too well and are more just opening scenes.

Argon is alive tonight, a rarity for the Occupation controlled city. Awake and startled, the citizens of the distant city took to the streets to find out what caused the massive crash and shook the buildings. Heading down to the edge of the city towards Abel's garage only to be blocked by the guards who were cornering off the area.

"Go back to your homes,"

"The curfew is still in effect,"

"This area is off limits,"

Regardless of the guard's warnings and commands the Programs of Argon started to mass outside of the blocked off area, trying to figure out what was going on.

The mechanics and the two masked fugitives that started the crash are heading out of the city.

Through the back alleys and the corners in the city of Argon, the mass of mechanics are lead under the cloak of darkness.

"Tron, can we really fit all these Programs?" One of the fugitive programs asked in a light hearted tone. The fact that the Uprising was no longer just an idea and there were figurative and literal followers of the cause would cause any lone rebel to think there is hope.

"Yes there is plenty of space, Beck," Tron took a small pause "Are you ready to start training an uprising?" he continued in a half serious half joking tone. Beck looked at Tron in surprise.

Did Tron just make a joke?

"Are you kidding?" The two stopped at the end of a alley that opened up to a larger street. The others stayed close behind in the shadows.

Beck had show Mara and Zed how to turn off their circuit lighting with the garage's decoders. Beck's closest friends told the rest of the mechanics how to do the same.

The group waited momentarily as a couple of sentry's on Light Cycles rode out of sight before bursting out of the alley and dove into the one across the street. It wouldn't be long before they were out of the city and headed for the base.

When everyone was safely across the street Tron looked at Beck.

"Beck, I know this is good new for both of us but don't let it get to your head, we may have gained a few followers but this isn't going to win the war," the older Program reasoned with his usual stern voice.

Always a buzz kill.

"I know, but let me have this moment okay?" Tron simply sighed.

No point in ruining the moment. Tron had to agree mentally.

The two continued to lead the would be Uprising through the darkness while their enemies scrambled to understand what was happening in what they thought to be their city.

A disk was engraved into the wall where Pavel's head was only a second earlier.

"Why is that here?" Tesler looked dead in the code of Pavel. Pavel had just turned from looking at the disk in the wall causing orange error slashes in the area.

"Sir I believe that used be a Super Recognizer," Pavel answered with a shaky voice.

Idiot

"Yes, I think I deduced that on my own, BUT WHY IS IT HERE PAVEL?" Tesler's cap started to flap against him as he gloves heated up with energy.

Moron

"Uhh… I believe it… to uhhh… be…" Pavel's stammering was cut off by Tesler's arm shooting out and grabbing hold of his disk ebed into the wall.

Bit brain, Paige insulted one more time.

"Paige, why is Clu in my city?" Tesler's anger was now directed at his more personal commander.

"I'm not sure exactly sir, I would assume it is because of the Renegade," Paige calmly stated in her usual low tone. Tesler's arm retracted to his side as Pavel let out his breath he was holding ever since his General's arm shot out next to him.

"Now who's fault is it that we still have this Renegade running about?" Tesler shouted at both of his second in command.

At the opposite end of the far room a door opened and a bright yellow glow illuminated the entrance. Tesler slowly turned, hoping that it wasn't who he thought it was. Both Paige and Pavel instantly straightened while their hands shot to their foreheads to salute.

"I believe that is your fault, General," Clu smoothly stated in his calm demeanor. That demeanor which only caused more tension in the air for the generals who could tell whether he was angry, happy, or at least what was deemed as a positive mood, or down right outraged. He always seemed like this, well anyone who did see his worse than good mood was either derezzed or Dyson. One might say that this image he made for himself was perfect…

Paige starred at Clu with the corners of her eyes. Her energy levels were pumping too fast for her to not hear the waves of them as they passed through her ears. The man of perfection was in the same room as her. Something she had always dreamed of ever since she was taken under Tesler's wing, or gloves.

"Clu, welcome to Argon," Tesler's tone had changed into the same kiss ass tone every subordinate takes when in the presence of their superior. He fell to one knee and kept his held down toward the black laminated floor. Clu walked up into the sight line of Tesler's vision so he could see the bottom of Clu's boots that weren't covered by his robes. He did not respond to Tesler's welcoming.

"Stand Program," Dyson ordered Tesler. He did as ordered, but kept his gaze lowered slightly in respect. Dyson then looked over at the two Commanders still in their rigged form.

"You two, leave, we are going to have a nice formal debriefing with your commander," Dyson ordered once again. Paige and Pavel proceed to leave the room. As they were passing Paige took a chance and shot a look at Clu's mask and felt her energy stop for a second as she noticed his helmet was tilled slightly toward them as if he was watching them. She instantly looked toward the door and left without risking anything else.

The two entered the hall to see a two rows of ten Black Guards, ten on both sides of the hall way. The Black Guards all turned to look at the two Commanders. As if their thoughts were being read the Black Guards were in an aggressive stance, itching for a fight. Paige took the incentive and proceeded to leave down the hall. Whether or not she could take on the guards was not the issue, but rather if she wanted to stay in good graces of the almighty Clu it'd be best not to derezz and of his personal guards. Pavel followed Paige shortly after she started walking down the hall.

"Paige, what do we do?" Pavel asked in a worried tone. This was odd, Pavel coming to Paige for advice? Well the whole ordeal was strange, Clu has never stepped a foot in Argon and now he was in the General's quarters, doing Users knows what.

"I don't know Pavel, but I don't want to look at your squeamish face anymore," Paige barked back, irritated at the worm's cowardice.

How is he even a commander?

Tron turned on the lights to the hologram room and proceeded to enter in his usual solid form. Beck was next to enter followed by the rest of the Mechanics. Beck took his place beyond Tron before the two turned back to the rest of the Programs.

"Greetings Programs," the older Program said with a distorted and gravel like voice.

"Welcome to the Uprising,"

AN: Hello, and welcome to the Defiance. I hope you'll guys enjoy this story. This would be how I would make Tron's second season, I know they wouldn't do what i'm going to do, but hey stick around for the ride.

-Rose's Requiem