AN: So this is the beginning of my new story Rogue. This story will switch between points of views (Beck, maybe Paige, and of course Mira). And it will hopefully be better than the first one :)

Chapter One

You think you know what it's like to constantly hide from the world? To have your life threatened just for being alive? I've managed to survive because of luck. But that luck's about to fade, because I'm fighting a revolution. A war to stop Clu and his tyrannic rule. And nothing is going to stand in my way. Not Tron, not the renegade, nothing. Clu will be destroyed, and I'll make sure of it. Because I am the Rogue.

. . .

Cycles passed without any news of Mira or her disappearance. It didn't seem that long ago when they had first met. Mara and Zed were constantly asking him where she had disappeared to, or if she had been derezzed. Anytime they had asked if she was derezzed he would flinch.

The idea that the User he had come to know was derezzed was too much. Mira was stronger than that. She had survived long enough to know where she could and couldn't go.

Tron was constantly searching for her, but each search had ended in miserable failure. Beck knew that she was hiding herself from them. The more he thought about it, the more he realized that she was running because of something Cyrus had said.

His fists clenched with anger as he thought of Cyrus. She would have never run if Cyrus wasn't around. The malicious program had ruined everything.

"Beck, is everything okay?" Beck flinched when he felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned to see Mara watching him curiously, green-blue eyes wary.

"I'm fine," he lied. Mara raised an eyebrow and folded her arms. "Really, I'll be fine," he added quickly.

"Zed and I are going to look for any jobs available," Mara sighed after shaking her head in frustration. "Who knows, maybe we'll find something."

Beck fought back a sigh of frustration at the thought of job hunting. Everyone had lost their jobs when the Mobile Repurposing Unit had crashed. They had stood up for the renegade when Pavel threatened his life. The mechanics at Able's garage had united.

"I'll meet you at the club," Beck said when Mara turned to leave.

She waved a hand goodbye before rezzing her light cycle. Zed was already on the move. It would take Mara a few nanocycles to catch up, leaving Beck plenty of time to meet with Tron about his next mission.

Lately that was all Beck had been facing. Mission after mission, training after training. He knew it was Tron's way of focusing on something other than Mira. But it was becoming more annoying than ever, and every time they were finished Beck was left exhausted.

Once or twice he had almost passed out when he returned from his training. Fortunately no one was usually around to notice. With an apartment he could just crash on the sofa or bed to catch up on lost sleep.

Beck reached the Outlands in no time. The bridge that led to the safehouse loomed ahead. Once the mountains towered ahead Beck thought of what had happened in the past few cycles.

Cutler was gone after being repurposed by Clu. The thought of losing yet another friend was difficult to handle. He knew that Mira would have lost it had she known about Cutler. They had known each other from the early days, before Clu had taken over. Cutler had killed himself after realizing that Beck was the renegade.

I should have known that Clu would've taken advantage of him, Beck thought when he reached the safehouse.

"You're late." Beck rolled his eyes when he approached Tron, who was standing in front of the screen that overlooked the Outlands.

"Just by a few nanos," he muttered crossly. "Have you found anything?"

"Nothing, not even a signal from her disk," Tron replied. His voice was filled with frustration, and understandably so.

It didn't make any sense. Unless the Portal had suddenly opened, Mira couldn't have just vanished. Even if she had been derezzed, fragments of her memory would have remained.

"So now what?" Beck looked away as he thought of how they would fight the revolution now. All of the mechanics at the garage were willing to join forces. He knew that if Tron found them they'd be willing to fight back and keep Tesler at bay.

"I want you to pay Tron City a visit." Tron's statement caught Beck by surprise.

"Tron City? That's a few cycles away from here," he said accusingly.

"There's been a lot of unusual activity in the city." Tron was looking away now, and Beck noticed for the first time that he was curious rather than frustrated. "Mostly around the coliseum, programs with injuries returning like they were just created."

Beck raised an eyebrow in surprise. Medics weren't common in Tron City. They were mostly around the coliseum, and from what he recalled they weren't that skilled at their jobs. Maybe Clu had finally found a medic worthy of helping out in the coliseum.

"So exactly what do you want me to do?" Beck tilted his head to one side, unsure of where this mission was headed.

"Find out whether this is true, and who is doing this." Tron's reply was blunt and to the point. "They could become a valuable ally to the uprising."

Or they could be an enemy working for Clu, Beck added silently.

He didn't bother mentioning it to Tron though. Once his mind was made up, it was difficult to argue with him.

"What am I supposed to tell my friends? That I'm taking a short vacation?" Beck glanced at the window once more, concerned that they would find out what he was really up to.

"I'll keep an eye on them," Tron reassured him.

Beck rolled his eyes once more at the thought of having someone babysitting them. Mara and Zed could take care of themselves. Well, Mara could. Zed was only just learning how to defend himself in a proper fight. The others were constantly practicing when they weren't looking for work.

"We're going to have to tell them sooner or later," he muttered. "They're willing to join the revolution if we give them a chance."

"Do you really want them to risk their lives?" Tron raised an eyebrow and stared at Beck seriously this time.

"I guess you have a point." Beck looked down at the floor, annoyed that Tron was almost always right. He didn't want his friends getting caught in the fight. "So when do I go?"

"In the next cycle," Tron replied. "You can say your goodbyes before you leave."

Beck cringed at the thought of coming up with yet another excuse for his long absence. Mara was already annoyed with him, and Zed was beginning to suspect that something was up. He wasn't too thrilled with the idea, but Tron had a point. The last thing he wanted was for them to worry about where he had disappeared to.

"So is that it?" he asked when an uncomfortable silence fell upon them.

Every now and than Tron would get deep in thought, especially after he was healed. Beck wondered if he regretted anything that had happened since than. Tron had been shocked to find out that Mira was gone, and part of that was what had led to the need to heal.

"Make sure you take a spare baton, and the disk." Beck nodded as he knew what Tron was referring to. The disk that gave him Tron's identity was always at the back of his mind. He had to make sure that it was kept hidden from Mara and Zed. Zed was his roommate, while Mara roomed with a program known as Zhen.

"I'll see you when I get back than," Beck announced when he realized that was it. Tron didn't bother acknowledging that he had heard. Beck shook his head in annoyance before leaving the room.

Relief washed over Beck's shoulders as soon as he was away from the safehouse. He was thankful that Tron didn't give him any training simulations. At least he could use the rest of this cycle to relax and hang out with his friends before he left.

He rezzed his light cycle and made his way towards the city, eager to get back before the curfew started.

In no time he had reached the apartment building he and the rest of the mechanics were staying at. They had all chipped in to pay for their rooms. Rent wasn't a problem when you were with a group. Beck knew from experience that it was better to stick around with his friends, even if they didn't trust him that much.

Once inside Beck found his room and managed to relax slightly when he spotted Zed and Mara. They were sitting on the sofa, whispering to one another like they usually did. Mara's eyes lit up when she noticed Beck's arrival.

"Zed and I couldn't find any jobs out there," she admitted sheepishly. "It's difficult, with the occupation taking over everything."

"I'm sure we'll find something," Beck said reassuringly. He quickly told them about the trip he was going to take in the following cycle.

Mara's eyes widened in surprise while Zed simply tilted his head to one side.

"What's in Tron City?" Zed asked after an awkward silence fell upon them.

"Just... stuff," Beck replied with a shrug. Mara's eyes narrowed, and for a moment Beck was afraid she wouldn't believe him.

"When will you be back?" she muttered.

"I'll be gone for a few cycles," he explained. "Hopefully not too long."

"Well if you're going out, than we should hang out until than," Zed suggested after standing up.

"Um, curfew is still in effect," Mara pointed out.

Zed shuffled the back of his hair when he realized that she was right. Beck grinned at his friend before shaking his head.

"We'll have plenty of time to hang out when I get back, promise," he said when both Mara and Zed looked down in disappointment.

"Just don't get derezzed on the way there," Mara suddenly snapped before she stood up.

Beck stared at her in surprise when she left the room in another awkward silence. Zed was gaping at her until the door closed shut with a slam.

"She's worried about you," Zed admitted when Beck glanced at him in confusion. "You've been different ever since... she left."

He resisted the urge to flinch when Zed found it difficult to mention Mira's name. Mara and Zed had seen the whole thing when Mira admitted that she was leaving. They had gotten along with her at a time, and had even considered her a friend.

"I'll get over it," he muttered crossly. Zed raised an eyebrow warily, and Beck sighed in frustration. "I'm going into sleep mode," he finally grumbled after realizing there was no point in continuing the conversation.

Zed laughed at his last comment as he headed for his room. They each had separate rooms, much to Beck's relief. There was a fire escape outside his window, giving him plenty of privacy when he needed to slip in and out as the renegade. The room itself wasn't much bigger than the entrance to their apartment. But it suited Beck; he didn't need anything bigger.

Once he was alone in his room, Beck placed the extra disk under his bed. The last thing he needed was Zed finding it and asking questions. After that was finished he fell onto his bed and thought of the mission he had next cycle.

It was certainly going to be an interesting mission, given the fact that he'd never been to Tron City. But if it meant finding new recruits for the uprising, than he was willing to explore new territory.

AN: So, what did you think? Please let me know by leaving a review!

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