Finally, after like a month of this I'm finally posting. I had this written out since before I posted the prologue, but I held off on posting because I needed to edit and I needed to beta and stuff. I didn't like big parts of this and I didn't want to bother Hikari about this story because, to put it simply, she doesn't care. But, being the lovely dear that she is, she read over it and corrected any mistakes. She also helped me brainstorm, which is good because I had no idea what I was going to do. Big thank you to her even though she doesn't really care about the characters and whatnot. Sorry it was really late, but whatever, it's here now. Thanks so much for all the kind reviews. You're all great and I'm just happy I have so many people that are supportive and want to even read this, haha. Great fandom, love you all. Now without further ado, here's the first chapter of this little mess I made. Hope you enjoy – I aim to please~

Sharpened Pixels
Chapter one

When he opened his eyes for the first time, he knew, somehow, innately, that he'd been reset again. His code felt fresh and his memory wiped for the most part, restored to near factory condition. He only knew a couple things for certain: A: he was a racer; B: he was the main character of the game; and C: the game had been unplugged and plugged into a new location for what had to be the fifth time.

Instinctually, he sought out the only two others around him: the twins.

"Guys! Hey, guys, where are you?" He looked around, but he saw nothing of the two other people in the wide area. He stuck out his bottom lip and placed his hands on his hips, humming in thought. Shrugging his shoulders, he started walking.

He looked for them high and low. He looked inside the small house the three of them shared, he checked the garage, he inspected the grandstands with a grimace as he avoided the pixilated 'spectators', and he examined the area surrounding the track. After about five minutes of this, he found the twins crouched against a wall beside a large tunnel, the hole dark and deep.

"Guys…?" he asked, a brow rising.

The twins screamed and jumped, immediately spinning to face him.

"Turbo!" one of them, Teddy, cried as he took in the sight of the other. "Whoo. Scared us there, man."

The older, Ted, shoved the younger. "Speak for yourself! I wasn't scared; just a little surprised is all." Teddy chose not to respond verbally and opted to roll his eyes instead.

"So…" Turbo began, looking at the hole. "What is this?"

"That is a tun-nel, Tur-bo," Ted sounded out slowly, separating each syllable.

"I can see that, but where does it go?" he asked them, rolling his eyes.

Both twins fell silent for a moment before Teddy let out, "…We were hoping that you knew…"

Turbo furrowed his brow. He stared at the gaping darkness for several seconds before straightening his shoulder, resolve filling him. "Well then; only one way to find out!" With that, he walked past the surprised duo and into the tunnel.

"Good luck!" Teddy called after him as he leaned closer to Ted. Turbo waved a hand to say that he'd heard him and continued on without another word

He walked for seemed forever (or at least long enough that he wished he had thought to use his kart) before finally reaching a small area that reminded him of a subway station minus the train. He noticed that the tunnel he just left exited onto a small platform that had a ramp leading down several feet to the ground. Another tunnel lead off in front of the platform, but this one wasn't as dark and he could hear a dull roaring from the other end. As he got closer, the louder it got and he could have sworn he heard the tell-tale signs of mass hysteria.

Dismissing the idea as ridiculous, he kept on. What met him on the other side was a mass if people running around to and fro frantically. Some were even voicing their panic in the form of loud screams.

His eyes grew wide and his jaw dropped as he watched the mass chaos in front of him. Some of the characters in front of him were unlike anything he'd ever seen before. The giant room he'd entered was spectacular and he suspected it was even bigger than his entire game.

He returned his attention to the crowd and his expression sobered "What's going on here?" he asked the person nearest him.

The other's reaction nearly made him fall on his rear end. "It's him!" she screeched, her voice ripping through two entire octaves. The more observant characters surrounding them stopped and stared, their reactions similar to the girl's.

Turbo took a weary step back as people ran away from him screaming. He was going to try to find out what was happening once more when a wave of darkly colored, heavily clad brutes stepped in front of the crowd to become a line of armor and weapons, separating the racer from everyone else. Turbo froze in fright and awe as a slim, tall woman stepped in between two of the large men.

The woman held her weapon at the ready and stared evenly down at the small male. "State your business, civilian."

"I-I…" Turbo stuttered, still too horrified to do more than tremble.

The gun was cocked and pointed at him. "Well?"

He panicked and let out a scream as he turned and ran, adrenaline pumping through his body and pushing him to tear back down the tunnel. Thunderous footsteps echoed behind him and he kicked his speed up several notches. The trip that took him five minutes before was reduced to half on the way back.

He stumbled free of the tunnel, making the twins fall back, and stopped, panting heavily.

Teddy's eyes were wide in shock while Ted simply looked confused. Before either could open their mouths, Turbo stood and grabbed their hands, pulling them to the lone house on the edge of the track.

"No time! Gotta hide!" Turbo shouted, reaching the door and throwing it open. He pushed the boys inside and fell in after, slamming the door shut and locking it behind him. Running to the windows, he closed the blinds, his small frame shaking slightly.

"What's the big idea, Turbo?" Ted demanded, glaring with his arms crossed.

Teddy, however, looked concerned. "What's wrong?"

Turbo finally caught his breath and collapsed on the couch inside the front room. "I walked all the way down to the end of the tunnel and when I got there, there were tons of people running around like crazy and when I tried to talk to someone, they freaked and set everyone off again! Then, these other people came out, most of them huge guys with big guns and this lady pulled out her gun and aimed it at me!" Turbo closed his bright yellow eyes and let his head fall back. "I thought I was a goner…"

Teddy's eyes were wide. "Seriously?" he asked. "Did they get you?"

"No," he replied shortly, "but they chased me down the tunnel." He glanced towards the door with a wary expression.

"You mean they chased you back here?!" Ted cried out in alarm. "That means they—" There was a vicious knocking on the door, cutting him off. Turbo yelped and jumped to his feet, running for the doorframe that led to the hallway. Hiding right around the corner, his amber eyes blinked back, wide and frightened. Teddy followed, startled by Turbo's reaction. Ted, however, just rolled his eyes. "C'mon you guys, stop acting stupid."

"It's not stupid, it's–" Turbo cut off as the door burst open.

Ted cried out in shock and darted to the others. "Not a word," he muttered as they made to open their mouths. He avoided eye contact and crossed his arms.

In the front room stood the woman solider flanked by a large man with massive hands, a little girl hiding behind him, a smaller male with a golden hammer situated beside them. She looked around the room, scowling as she caught sight of the three small racers peeking out from their hiding place.

They were silent, the two men staring at the racers with something akin to nostalgia mixed with disdain on their faces. Then, the smaller man spoke. "Um… Sorry about the door, fellas. Don't worry – I can fix it!"

Turbo cleared his throat and shrank back further. "Are you going to kill us…?" he questioned timidly, eyeing the gun the woman held.

She looked down as if she suddenly realized what she had in her hand, shaking her head. "Negatory. At ease, boys," she ordered, shoving the weapon back in its holster. The game's natives didn't move.

"You're huge…" Teddy whispered, staring at the large man.

"Shut up, stupid!" Ted snapped quietly, knocking onto his twin's helmet.

The small man stepped up again as a wary silence fell, an uneasy but willing smile on his face. He cleared his throat before speaking. "I believe an introduction is in order. We might as well get to know each other while we're here." No one made any attempt to join in so he took a deep breath and rocked back on his heels slightly, the air tense and strained. "Welp, my name is Fix-It Felix Jr., this is Wreck-It Ralph, the lovely lady is my wife, Sergeant Calhoun…" He trailed off, looking over to the little girl. Her caramel apple eyes widened in shock as she rapidly shook her head. He ignored it and gestured towards her. "And the adorable little sugar cube is Vanellope Von Schweetz." She sighed and inched further behind Ralph.

Turbo took a deep breath of his own as he committed the names to memory and hesitantly stepped out. Walking a few paces closer, the racer noted in mild despair that he was just slightly shorter than the hammer wielder and not much taller than the little girl. "I'm Turbo." He placed a hand on his chest, trying to smile and looking anywhere but at their faces. Their expressions made him falter and shrink back a little; he stopped forcing a smile and his mouth fell into a grimace. He turned slightly and looked at the twins, sending them a silent plead for help with large eyes.

Ted sighed and stepped out, dragging his younger twin behind him. He stood next to Turbo, the top of his helmet reaching the taller racer's eyes. "I'm Ted and this is my twin, Teddy. We're Turbo's brothers."

Ralph choked, his eyes going wide. Turbo shot him a strange look.

Felix had to hide his surprise. His knowledge of Turbo's life wasn't extensive by any means, but he had never suspected that the twins were related to Turbo. Slightly, he wondered if that was added with the new programming. "Pleased to meet you," he offered as he forced a smile, noting the nervousness of the races. He quickly threw out another question, one that had bothered him for a while now. "So… just how old are the three of you?"

Turbo blinked, the unexpected question catching him off guard. "I'm sixteen and the twins are both fourteen," Turbo answered, his brow furrowing. "My turn: what's the big idea? Why'd you almost go trigger happy on me…? We just got here! I couldn't have done something that horrible…" He was grumbling, completely missing the way all four of the strangers shifted uneasily. "Was I not supposed to go down the big tunnel?"

Felix shook his head, scattering the memories of the first Turbo, remembering that the current had no connection to the first and that he was supposedly improved. "No, of course not! You did nothing wrong! We were surprised is all."

"Yeah, you guys were just plugged in. We weren't expecting you to come out so soon," Ralph added before turning to look at Vanellope. "Say hi at least," he whispered pointedly.

She edged her way out to stand beside the wrecker. "Hello…" she mumbled, her eyes focused on the floor.

Teddy, ever enthusiastic and over his fright, came right up to her, smiling widely. "Hello!" he greeted warmly, looking over her briefly. "You've got candy in your hair!"

Vanellope stared up at the youngest of the three brothers with shock. Her mouth opened and closed in an impressive impression of a fish.

Turbo rolled his eyes and huffed, stepping closer to hook his fingers under the back of Teddy's helmet and drag him back to stand beside his twin. "Stop being stupid, stupid," he muttered under his breath.

Vanellope had frozen when Turbo stepped closer to her and the teenaged racer hadn't noticed until he turned back around. His brow furrowed in concern. "Are you okay…?" he asked warily.

She nodded very stiffly and pressed closer to Ralph, the large man patting the top of her head gently.

Turbo sighed, rolling his eyes. "Whatever then." He looked between the four before tilting his head and lazily pointing his finger at them. "So what games are you all from?"

Felix gestured at himself and the other male. "Ralph and I are from the game Fix-It Felix Jr., Calhoun is from Hero's Duty, and Vanellope is from Sugar Rush."

Ted snorted. "What's that game about? Little kids running around getting high on candy?" Turbo elbowed him with a stern glare.

"No," Vanellope argued, her tone and lips set in a pout. "It's a racing game. A cool one. And I'm the president," she put out indignantly. Three sets of amber eyes lit up excitedly.

"Oh cool!" Teddy awed. "Maybe we could check it out sometime!"

Vanellope's eyes widened in horror as she sucked in a sharp breath. "No!" she cried, darting around Ralph and escaping out the door. Ralph jerked around to follow her and Calhoun looked stiff and tense, her hand twitching as if she wanted to grab her blaster, while Felix's cheerful and open face shut down and darkened, if only slightly.

"I don't think that's a good idea, boys," the fixer told them, averting his gaze.

"Why not?" Turbo asked, reasonably baffled at Vanellope's exit.

"Because game jumping is evil and can destroy more lives than you know," Calhoun answered in a measured, even tone.

Turbo shrank back again. "Sorry I asked…" he grumbled, crossing his arms.

Teddy wilted in disappointment. "Aw…" he whined, "I just wanted to see it. We don't have to stay…" Ted elbowed him, making him flinch.

Felix gave another forced smile. "Maybe some other time, boys." He looked up at Calhoun and motioned toward the door. She nodded and brushed out, the broken door creaking under her feet. "I think it's time for us to go now." With that, he heaved the door up and pushed it against the frame before taking out his hammer and tapping the wood. Instantly, it was repaired.

Ted gasped. "Man, that's awesome! I'm totally coming to you for body repairs, Fix-It!"

"Count me in, too!" Teddy exclaimed, eyes wide. Turbo merely nodded his agreement with a grin.

Felix blushed and chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck. "It's nothing special… Just a magic hammer…"

"Yeah, a magic hammer that fixes anything it touches," Turbo shot back. "Is that what your game's about?"

"Sure is!" Felix confirmed. "Now we best be off. Goodbye, boys! Be on your very best behavior! Be good!" With that, the handyman left the house, joining his wife and grabbing her hand to lead her back to the tunnel.

Turbo looked at his younger brothers with his hands on his hips. "That was weird."

"You said it, bro," Ted agreed, crossing his arms.

Teddy sighed, slumping over. "I just wanted to see that Sugar Rush game… What if everything is made of sugar there, and that's how it gets its name? What if the entire game is made out of candy?" he asked, his eyes growing wide at the implications.

"Oh, no. No. You don't need any candy," Turbo told the youngest sternly, shaking his head. "You're hyper enough as it is." Turbo heard a snicker behind him and he turned to send Ted a glare, making the other clam up. Blowing out a breath and looking between the two, he smiled. "Since we have the time, let's go break in the track, huh?"

The others bounced excitedly with big smiles as Turbo led them through the house and toward the door that led to the added on garage. The white and red clad racer adjusted his helmet and pulled the large doors open. The younger ones jumped into their mirrored karts, their appearances fitting for the identical twins. Turbo eased into his own kart, a faint fluttering in his chest and excitement bubbling in the pit of his stomach. He smiled in pure content and started the machine as he flipped his visor, the blue clad boys doing the same with an added high five.

Adrenaline coursed through his coding and his hands gripped the steering wheel. This right here was what he (and the twins, he mentally added) was created for. Racing was in their code.

Turbo counted them off from three, and the trio took off, Teddy's greater acceleration pushing him forward first. However, it was no match for Turbo's better speed stat. By the time they hit the actual track, Turbo was laughing out loud, his first race since the reset exhilarating him. He heard the twins laughing as well, the younger boys feeling the same rush. Turbo smiled. He felt on top of the world, as if nothing could touch him and his brothers, and he was happy.

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