William groaned as he opened his eyes. He looked around to see that he was in a building with black walls and fluorescent lights woven into the building\u2019s structure. \u201c\u2026Where or when am I?\u201d he muttered. He then heard a groan to his left. He saw Amy getting up. \u201cAmy!\u201d he said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhat hit me?\u201d moaned Amy. \u201cWhat was the serial number of that Badnik?!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAmy, I need you to focus on me right now,\u201d directed William. \u201cWe\u2019ll cave someone\u2019s head in later. First off, since you\u2019re speaking clearly, I need you to tell me if you remember what happened.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWell, we were captured by Maleficent and Gantu, we got hit by a ray\u2026then we were taken apart somehow. \u2026Now we\u2019re reassembled here. \u2026Did we get teleported here?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cIn a sense,\u201d replied William. \u201cStrictly speaking, we were digitized and brought into the computer world of the Grid.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cComputer world? How do you know?\u201d asked Amy as William helped her up.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cBecause the Grid falls under the Disney umbrella,\u201d explained William. \u201cThe Grid is part of the world of the Tron<\/em> franchise. Hence the suits.\u201d It was then that Amy noticed that her clothes had changed. She still wore the same, basic dress design, but it looked more like a jumpsuit with a skirt, all of it trimmed with white light. William also wore a light-trimmed jumpsuit. Amy then noticed a chakram-style disc on William\u2019s back.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cUm, William,\u201d said Amy, \u201c\u2026do you know what that disc is? The one on your back?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cOh, you mean this disc?\u201d asked William as he pointed to it. \u201cIt\u2019s an Identity Disc. Everything we experience here or experienced out in the real world, it\u2019s all stored there. \u2026Though, come to think of it\u2026\u201d William then took his Identity Disc and threw it at the cell door like a frisbee! \u2026It bounced off and returned to William\u2019s hand. \u201cHm. Interesting.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cSo it\u2019s a weapon, too?\u201d asked Amy. She then had an idea. \u201c\u2026I wonder.\u201d She then summoned her hammer. It was now black with white light trim, like her outfit. \u201c\u2026Adaptable.\u201d She then took off her Identity Disc and threw it at the cell door. It bounced off, then Amy hit her disc with her hammer, charging it with energy and sending it back to the cell door. This time, the cell door broke apart into little cubes! The Identity Disc returned and Amy put it back on her back.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cHoly-! Nice work, Amy!\u201d said William. \u201cNow, let\u2019s see if we can-!\u201d Guards arrived with staffs. They had suits similar to William and Amy\u2019s, but their light trim was red. \u201c\u2026Oh\u2026lovely,\u201d sighed William. \u201cPrograms that are subservient to anti-User despots like the MCP or Clu 2.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cSo they\u2019re local,\u201d replied Amy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cEscape Inventiveness Algorithm complete,\u201d said the head guard. \u201cYou have proven to be worthy of the Games.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cThat sounds like death matches to me,\u201d gulped Amy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI\u2019m rather afraid you\u2019re right,\u201d muttered William.<\/p>\n\n\n\n The Doctor groaned as she woke up to the sound of someone punching a wall and shouting. \u201cYOU CANNOT KEEP ME IN HERE!\u201d shouted Rassilon. \u201cI AM RASSILON! THE PRESIDENT ETERNAL OF GALLIFREY! RIGHTFUL RULER OF TIE AND SPACE! I WILL NOT BE SUBSERVIENT TO YOU ANTS-!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cOh, spare us,\u201d groaned the Doctor as she examined her outfit. She took off her hat and blinked at the sight of white light forming trim around it. \u201c\u2026I suppose it suits the environment. Though, I do have to wonder, are our friends-?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cOh, who cares about them, Doctor?!\u201d snarled Rassilon. \u201cListen!\u201d She pulled out the tracer and held it between her and the Doctor.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201c\u2026Not even a click,\u201d remarked the Doctor.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cThanks to your foolishness, we\u2019re farther away from the segment!\u201d confirmed Rassilon. \u201cThose two were-!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI made the mistake of using my friends as chess pieces one life too many!\u201d hissed the Doctor. \u201cPerhaps, if you made proper friends-!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cThere were many who allied with me, Doctor!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cAllegiance and friendship are not the same thing!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWe shall see! Could you boast such powerful allies-?!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cAnd where did that get you?! Hm?! Exiled! Alone! Begging for scraps! At least after the Time War, I still found friends!\u201d Rassilon snarled for a bit. \u201c\u2026But we need to table that discussion for now,\u201d said the Doctor. \u201cCome on. Let\u2019s figure a way out of here. If this is a computer world, then we have a slight advantage over the programs and their abilities here.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201c\u2026A locked door should prove no obstacle, then,\u201d remarked Rassilon. The two Time Lords investigated the door. There were two buttons, one with a yellow diamond shape, the other with a red star shape. Above it was a screen with six rows of eight spaces.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201c\u2026Binary!\u201d said the Doctor and Rassilon together.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cNow which is one and which is naught?\u201d mused Rassilon. Just then, a shape flew above their heads. \u201cWho dares-?!\u201d The shape floated in front of Rassilon. It looked like a pulsating sphere.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYes,\u201d said the shape as it changed into a yellow diamond briefly. It then floated in front of the Doctor. \u201cYes,\u201d it said, briefly changing into a yellow diamond again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYes what?!\u201d insisted Rassilon. \u201cAre you a spy to make sure we don\u2019t escape?!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cNo,\u201d replied the shape as it turned into a red star before turning back.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cThen are you a helper for us?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201c\u2026Hang on a minute!\u201d realized the Doctor. \u201cYou\u2019re a bit!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYes,\u201d replied the shape.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201c\u2026And the shapes on those buttons\u2026\u201d realized Rassilon, \u201c\u2026are based on your replies!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cAll right, one question just to see if my theory\u2019s right,\u201d said the Doctor. \u201cAre there more Users here?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cThat was a diamond! Diamond\u2019s one!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cBut why six rows for binary code?\u201d asked Rassilon.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWe have to input the correct binary code to unlock the door,\u201d replied the Doctor. \u201cThere\u2019s six rows, so that means a more complex word. \u2026Bit, is the word a form of \u2018unlock\u2019?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cRight then! And since it\u2019s a human computer with primarily English-speaking Users, I need to remember how to spell ‘unlock’ in binary code. \u2026Zero, one, zero, one, zero, one, zero, one\u2026zero, one, one, zero, one, one, one, zero\u2026zero, one, one, zero, one, one, zero, zero\u2026zero, one, one, zero, one, one, one, one\u2026zero, one, one, zero, zero, zero, one, one\u2026zero, one, one, zero, one, zero, one, one\u2026\u201d All the spaces were filled as the Doctor typed out the sequence, then the door opened! \u201cYES!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cA big, fat yes!\u201d agreed Rassilon. \u201cBit, you\u2019re quite the little helper.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cNo,\u201d replied the bit. Guards then arrived and pointed staffs at the two Time Lords.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201c\u2026You were part of an intelligence test, weren\u2019t you?\u201d grumbled the Doctor.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cSpecifically,\u201d said the lead guard, \u201cAn Escape Inventiveness Algorithm that is complete. You two are ready for the games.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cGames?\u201d asked Rassilon.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI have a feeling these games are like those of your old Death Zone,\u201d remarked the Doctor.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cAh.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n The two groups were brought before a large vehicle, double-decked and supported by two pylons. \u201cWilliam! Amy!\u201d called the Doctor.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cDoctor, you\u2019re all right!\u201d replied William.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cAnd you, Rassilon!\u201d said Amy. Rassilon arched an eyebrow.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYou were\u2026concerned about me?\u201d she asked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cMove,\u201d barked the guard leader as he shoved everyone towards the vehicle.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cA modern Recognizer,\u201d remarked William. \u201cHeavy artillery and troop transport rolled into one.\u201d The deck section of the Recognizer then slowly slid down the pylons. A ramp then extended and out stepped a program with red lights. The program wore a helmet that had a chin guard that came from the ears. On top of that, on each side of the head, there were large, downward-facing antennae. William blinked in surprise. \u201c\u2026Sark?!\u201d he said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cIn the flesh,\u201d chuckled the program, Sark, \u201cin a manner of speaking.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cBut\u2026how?!\u201d spluttered William. \u201cI saw the movie! You were derezzed alongside the Master Control Program!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI was recompiled, as was the MCP,\u201d replied Sark. \u201cI suppose my new name is SARK-ES-1117821 Mark 2, if you want to use what you Users call a mouthful of a name.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cRecompiled?\u201d asked the Doctor. \u201cYou mean someone found your original code and modified it?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cAnd all the experiences I had,\u201d replied Sark. \u201cSince your friend knows about my world, I presume he told you about these?\u201d He showed her his Identity Disc.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI didn\u2019t get the chance,\u201d replied William. \u201cI only told Amy here.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cThen I\u2019ll spare you the effort,\u201d smirked Sark. \u201cOnce we return to my new ship. For now, Users, you will follow our commands. Onto the Recognizer!\u201d The prisoners were shoved onto the Recognizer and restrained at the ankles on the lower deck. There were other programs there, all with blue light for trim. A poor female program was muttering to herself.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cNot the Games! Not the Games!\u201d she repeated over and over.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cBack to the ship,\u201d Sark ordered the pilot. The deck section of the Recognizer then rose up the pylons until it was back on top, then the craft rose into the air. Sark then took the Identity Discs off the prisoners.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cHey! I need that!\u201d protested Amy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYou\u2019ll get them back,\u201d dismissed Sark. He put them onto slots inside a console. The console blinked, then switched off. \u201cThere. Now we have data on all of you. \u2026And even the programs are worthy of the Games.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cNo! NO! NOT THE GAMES!\u201d wailed the female program. She managed to break free of her restraints and tried to get away! The programs under Sark\u2019s command tried to restrain her! \u201cNO! DEREZZ ME! I WON\u2019T PLAY! 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