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Authors: Alice Alfonsi
Tags: Fiction, Science-Fiction, Media Tie-In, Family, Juvenile Fiction, Fantasy & Magic, Intermediate, Readers, Adventure and Adventurers, Parents, Video games, Virtual reality
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possible moment, the concrete opened up. The elevator car continued its descent down, and then through, the city street!
The glass car dropped through sublevel after sublevel. The underground world was stacked with acres of maintenance machinery, networks of pipes, and ribbons of cables.
Plasma energy throbbed through grid lines embedded in the walls. These glowing conduits were the underground world’s sole source of light. Their radiant energy powered the machines that kept the city running.
Finally the elevator plunged into a dark tube and slowed to a stop. When the doors opened, Sam lifted Quorra out. Trying to still his own shaking legs and slow his beating heart, he stepped out onto a platform, his eyes growing wide. They had gone much farther than he thought. In front of him was the Sea of Simulation.
Massive wharves stretched as far as the eye could see. The structures floated in a blue-black ether. Beyond the docks, a fleet of vehicles he recognized as solar sailers hung in the digital sky, their winglike panels folded.
Sam realized the winged sailers were tied to floating cargo containers. While he watched, one hovering ship spread its massive wing panels. The sailer pulled away from the dock, towing a container as large as a skyscraper.
As Kevin moved to join his son, Sam finally saw the empty sheath on his back.
“Are you all right?” Sam asked with worry, his father’s earlier behavior now understandable. “Your disc. It’s gone.”
“It is,” Kevin replied.
“And that’s a big problem, right?” Sam asked.
His dad raised an eyebrow. “Is it?”
Sam looked down at the unconscious woman in his arms. “I’m sorry,” he said. “I know I screwed up, but we can go back—”
His father shook his head slightly. “This is the road we’re on now,” Kevin said. “We head to the east. To the Portal. Unless something else happens…”
Kevin moved down a series of ramps to reach the docks. Sam stayed right behind him, carrying Quorra.
The piers were stacked with machinery and cargo. But there were no programs there. The cargo loaders and ships didn’t need programs because they were all automated.
Sam followed his father onto a long, rising catwalk. The incline led right up to one of the larger solar sailers hovering in the air. The two boarded the flying ship, and Kevin ducked into the bridge. He easily overrode the navigational system and quickly entered his own coordinates.
Sam stood on the deck as the ship’s sails unfurled. With a high-pitched whine, the solar sailer linked to a beam of plasma high in the sky. riding this tide of power, the ship could travel all the way across the Sea of Simulation.
“This ship knows the way now,” Kevin said, joining his son on deck. “It will take us to the Portal…”
WITH RINZLER BY HIS SIDE , Clu found Zuse at his shattered club. Still in top hat and tails, Zuse twirled a cane in one hand and Kevin’s disc in the other.
There was no sign of the Black Guardsmen that Clu had dispatched to take out the Flynns.
Derezzed, no doubt, Clu mused. So Zuse could seize Flynn’s disc for himself. Clu did not express his thoughts aloud, however.
“The boy and Flynn are gone?” Clu asked.
Zuse shrugged. “I presume, Your Excellency, that they perished in the elevator.”
“You presume?” Clu sneered behind his visor. Then he whirled to face his black-armored enforcer.
“Rinzler, go!” Clu commanded.
The elite guard turned on his heels and marched to the destroyed elevator. Meanwhile, dozens of guards entered the club to replace him.
Zuse made a point of ignoring Clu’s show of force. Clu pretended to ignore the disc in the club owner’s hand.
“So you saw Flynn,” Clu said. “How’s he look?”
“Aged,” Zuse replied. “And my apologies for not delivering the entire package. I pride myself on execution, but when Kevin Flynn entered, everything changed. The programs became unpredictable.”
Zuse paused, recalling the response
The glass car dropped through sublevel after sublevel. The underground world was stacked with acres of maintenance machinery, networks of pipes, and ribbons of cables.
Plasma energy throbbed through grid lines embedded in the walls. These glowing conduits were the underground world’s sole source of light. Their radiant energy powered the machines that kept the city running.
Finally the elevator plunged into a dark tube and slowed to a stop. When the doors opened, Sam lifted Quorra out. Trying to still his own shaking legs and slow his beating heart, he stepped out onto a platform, his eyes growing wide. They had gone much farther than he thought. In front of him was the Sea of Simulation.
Massive wharves stretched as far as the eye could see. The structures floated in a blue-black ether. Beyond the docks, a fleet of vehicles he recognized as solar sailers hung in the digital sky, their winglike panels folded.
Sam realized the winged sailers were tied to floating cargo containers. While he watched, one hovering ship spread its massive wing panels. The sailer pulled away from the dock, towing a container as large as a skyscraper.
As Kevin moved to join his son, Sam finally saw the empty sheath on his back.
“Are you all right?” Sam asked with worry, his father’s earlier behavior now understandable. “Your disc. It’s gone.”
“It is,” Kevin replied.
“And that’s a big problem, right?” Sam asked.
His dad raised an eyebrow. “Is it?”
Sam looked down at the unconscious woman in his arms. “I’m sorry,” he said. “I know I screwed up, but we can go back—”
His father shook his head slightly. “This is the road we’re on now,” Kevin said. “We head to the east. To the Portal. Unless something else happens…”
Kevin moved down a series of ramps to reach the docks. Sam stayed right behind him, carrying Quorra.
The piers were stacked with machinery and cargo. But there were no programs there. The cargo loaders and ships didn’t need programs because they were all automated.
Sam followed his father onto a long, rising catwalk. The incline led right up to one of the larger solar sailers hovering in the air. The two boarded the flying ship, and Kevin ducked into the bridge. He easily overrode the navigational system and quickly entered his own coordinates.
Sam stood on the deck as the ship’s sails unfurled. With a high-pitched whine, the solar sailer linked to a beam of plasma high in the sky. riding this tide of power, the ship could travel all the way across the Sea of Simulation.
“This ship knows the way now,” Kevin said, joining his son on deck. “It will take us to the Portal…”
WITH RINZLER BY HIS SIDE , Clu found Zuse at his shattered club. Still in top hat and tails, Zuse twirled a cane in one hand and Kevin’s disc in the other.
There was no sign of the Black Guardsmen that Clu had dispatched to take out the Flynns.
Derezzed, no doubt, Clu mused. So Zuse could seize Flynn’s disc for himself. Clu did not express his thoughts aloud, however.
“The boy and Flynn are gone?” Clu asked.
Zuse shrugged. “I presume, Your Excellency, that they perished in the elevator.”
“You presume?” Clu sneered behind his visor. Then he whirled to face his black-armored enforcer.
“Rinzler, go!” Clu commanded.
The elite guard turned on his heels and marched to the destroyed elevator. Meanwhile, dozens of guards entered the club to replace him.
Zuse made a point of ignoring Clu’s show of force. Clu pretended to ignore the disc in the club owner’s hand.
“So you saw Flynn,” Clu said. “How’s he look?”
“Aged,” Zuse replied. “And my apologies for not delivering the entire package. I pride myself on execution, but when Kevin Flynn entered, everything changed. The programs became unpredictable.”
Zuse paused, recalling the response
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