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So some of you know, I've got a TFPXTron crossover on fanfic. This is one of the characters (I won't necessarily say he's an OC because he sorta is sorta isn't, like Jack/Ultimus Prime).

Defcon is my rendition of what CLU uses as the new Rinzler (since Tron has thrown off the repurposing imposed on him by CLU and is now back to the good ol' Tron we know and love *even though Rinzler was AWESOME!*). Defcon is a mysterious Program that pretty much wipes the floor with Jack, Raf and Miko. Raf seems to recognize the Program's voice but dismisses it. *NOTE: THIS IS NOT DEFCON FROM SON OF TRON. THEY ARE TWO COMPLETELY DIFFERENT PROGRAMS!!!*

So who is Defcon under his mask (that he never takes off, just like Tron/Rinzler)? Well, trust me on this...you'll know him when I reveal him in a later date. But until then...here's a little excerpt from the story (which hasn't been put in a chapter yet!) This next bit shows that Defcon wasn't evil at first...just like Rinzler wasn't. And like Rinzler, Defcon was once known by another name, but...I can't tell you yet!) Until the word 'Perfected', all bold-italic is Defcon's thinking while the 'normal' font is who Defcon once was.

Flynn betrayed me.
No, he didn’t!
Why do I fight this? CLU is only trying to help…
He’ll help me over my dead body!
Better to live than to die. The ISO and the ISO Half-Breed…
Quorra and Raf, no…he won’t hurt them!
Imperfect, I was imperfect, must rectify that…
I kept screaming as the virus tore through me more and more of my light burned orange.
Perfected.
I trembled, I couldn’t fight…not anymore.
CLU smiled.
“Look at me,” he ordered.
I did and saw my reflection in his eyes, my armor light was brilliant orange, even my eyes were the same orange.
“Your name is Defcon,” he told me, “You belong to me and will obey my every command,”
“My name is Defcon,” I repeated, obediently, “I belong to you and will obey your every command,”
CLU’s eyes gleamed and he pressed a switch, releasing me from my bonds…though, why would he hold his servant in bonds? My hands fell to my sides, held slightly apart, ready for action.
“Identify,” CLU commanded.
“Designation: Defcon,” I rasped, my voice was strained…from who knows what.
“And your purpose?” he asked me.
“To serve CLU and to obey all orders from CLU,”
His expression grew joyous and he put a hand on my shoulder.
“What do you think of Users?” he asked.
“Tyrants,” I answered, “They betray us after they use us. They are not to belong on the Grid,”
“And ISOs?”
“Parasites,” I replied, wondering why he was asking me all these questions, he knew my answer would be the same as his, “A virus that must be destroyed,”
“And…what of Half-ISOs?”
I froze. Who would even think to partner with an ISO!?
The look of disgust on my face was all the answer he needed.
“You have your first order then,” CLU told me, “Destroy all ISOs and Half-Breeds if they should come onto the Grid,”
He gave a nod and flipped a switch on the back of my neck armor, causing a black helmet to encase my head, so dark that no one could see in, but I could see out. He clapped my shoulder.
“This will be an enjoyable experience, Defcon,” CLU smiled.

Description
So some of you know, I've got a TFPXTron crossover on fanfic. This is one of the characters (I won't necessarily say he's an OC because he sorta is sorta isn't, like Jack/Ultimus Prime).

Defcon is my rendition of what CLU uses as the new Rinzler (since Tron has thrown off the repurposing imposed on him by CLU and is now back to the good ol' Tron we know and love *even though Rinzler was AWESOME!*). Defcon is a mysterious Program that pretty much wipes the floor with Jack, Raf and Miko. Raf seems to recognize the Program's voice but dismisses it. *NOTE: THIS IS NOT DEFCON FROM SON OF TRON. THEY ARE TWO COMPLETELY DIFFERENT PROGRAMS!!!*

So who is Defcon under his mask (that he never takes off, just like Tron/Rinzler)? Well, trust me on this...you'll know him when I reveal him in a later date. But until then...here's a little excerpt from the story (which hasn't been put in a chapter yet!) This next bit shows that Defcon wasn't evil at first...just like Rinzler wasn't. And like Rinzler, Defcon was once known by another name, but...I can't tell you yet!) Until the word 'Perfected', all bold-italic is Defcon's thinking while the 'normal' font is who Defcon once was.

Flynn betrayed me.
No, he didn’t!
Why do I fight this? CLU is only trying to help…
He’ll help me over my dead body!
Better to live than to die. The ISO and the ISO Half-Breed…
Quorra and Raf, no…he won’t hurt them!
Imperfect, I was imperfect, must rectify that…
I kept screaming as the virus tore through me more and more of my light burned orange.
Perfected.
I trembled, I couldn’t fight…not anymore.
CLU smiled.
“Look at me,” he ordered.
I did and saw my reflection in his eyes, my armor light was brilliant orange, even my eyes were the same orange.
“Your name is Defcon,” he told me, “You belong to me and will obey my every command,”
“My name is Defcon,” I repeated, obediently, “I belong to you and will obey your every command,”
CLU’s eyes gleamed and he pressed a switch, releasing me from my bonds…though, why would he hold his servant in bonds? My hands fell to my sides, held slightly apart, ready for action.
“Identify,” CLU commanded.
“Designation: Defcon,” I rasped, my voice was strained…from who knows what.
“And your purpose?” he asked me.
“To serve CLU and to obey all orders from CLU,”
His expression grew joyous and he put a hand on my shoulder.
“What do you think of Users?” he asked.
“Tyrants,” I answered, “They betray us after they use us. They are not to belong on the Grid,”
“And ISOs?”
“Parasites,” I replied, wondering why he was asking me all these questions, he knew my answer would be the same as his, “A virus that must be destroyed,”
“And…what of Half-ISOs?”
I froze. Who would even think to partner with an ISO!?
The look of disgust on my face was all the answer he needed.
“You have your first order then,” CLU told me, “Destroy all ISOs and Half-Breeds if they should come onto the Grid,”
He gave a nod and flipped a switch on the back of my neck armor, causing a black helmet to encase my head, so dark that no one could see in, but I could see out. He clapped my shoulder.
“This will be an enjoyable experience, Defcon,” CLU smiled.