I was 100% withdrawn from everything in my regular schedule this weekend and I hated it. XP I'm just one of those people that don't like sudden changes I guess.

This, everyone, is the final chapter to this book. I was shaking while writing this and it took me a long time of thinking to come up with this. Obviously, it's not very long but I personally think you guys will like it. ;)

Chapter 20 – Gone but Not Forgotten…

Cold.

Wet.

Hard.

Hurt.

No…wait.

Not hurt anymore.

Eyes opened.

She hadn't rebooted. She'd completely restarted.

Why couldn't she remember anything?

She slowly lifted a hand and gingerly touched the side of her head, the ghost of an awful injury remained.

It was still fresh, but-

It healed on its own.

One of her programmings – her medical programming – kicked in and told her that wasn't normal.

She reached up and felt her back. Something was missing.

A disk.

She knew she hadn't just rezzed up now; she was young, but aged a little over quite some time. She was missing something. Memories.

She needed her memories.

Her head started hurting. Bad.

She gritted her teeth and groaned until it dulled down, fingers curling into the ground beneath her.

Then she tried getting up. No problem.

She looked down and saw her reflection.

Her hair was blonde and straight, an inch of the tips a vibrant red. Her eyes cobalt blue flecked with bright green. She wore heels and fingerless gloves. Her suit was black with white primary circuits and neon green secondary circuits.

Her chest was marked with a green 'A' emblem.

She stared at the symbol. It meant something.

Her migraine came back with a vengeance and she was suddenly on her hands and knees.

She knew. Somewhere, she knew the meaning of it.

She panted and stopped thinking about it.

Her head hurt too much.

She instead focused on her surroundings.

She was washed up on a seashore, still wet. All around her, there was the lukewarm sea or a rocky, rough terrain.

It was dark out.

There was a flash of lightning, quickly followed by a loud crack of thunder.

The Program stood back up and started wandering along the beach. It wasn't particularly friendly-looking out here. She shivered from both cold and nerves.

Before she knew it, she'd ditched the sea and wandered directly into the rough terrain.

It was the kind of place that looked like it didn't take kindly to inexperienced Programs that knew nothing – Programs like her.

But for some reason, the sense of danger felt exciting, exhilarating for her. She didn't know why. In fact, regular common sense told her that was very wrong.

The more she thought about figuring out who she was, where she was, what she had been doing before, etcetera; the more she had this nagging feeling that something else was missing.

Not her disk.

Not her identity or memories.

Something? – No…

Someone.

A companion.

A person.

Yeah, that. She decided her first objective was to find this 'someone'.

She didn't know who it was, but she'd know it when she saw this person.

It felt like KiloCycles of hiking around this unforgivable land and she started to feel tired.

Not sleepy tired, no, she had plenty of that to last her a while. She felt weak.

She needed something to energize herself.

The Program tripped on the uneven ground and almost stumbled into a glowing liquid. Whatever it was, her instincts told her to go for it.

She cautiously dipped her finger into the glowing substance and a sensation shot up her arm. Relief.

Then she cupped the stuff in both of her hands and brought it up to her face. She drank it.

And ohhh…it felt so good inside. She drank more and then rested for a few Micros.

When she'd had enough, she stood up and moved on.

She had no sense of direction and therefore, had no clue where the heck she was going.

She just decided to play it by ear; see what happens as the outcome.

It continued like this for Cycles.

All she did was wander, sleep, drink the glowing substance when she found it, and wandered some more.

Then one Cycle, something weird happened.

She found something new. Strange.

Out in the distance, she saw a City. It was neon green, just like her secondary circuits.

She didn't know it but something about this particular City felt…familiar. She somehow knew this place but at the same time she didn't.

Something inside her head told her to go there.

Maybe she'd find something. The person? Her disk?

She didn't know.

And she didn't think.

She just headed straight for it.

No matter what; no matter where, she'd find what she was looking for.

Nothing would stop her.

She refused to give up.

I'm sorry, I just had to do that. After I managed to make Ally not-so-Mary-sue, I just got too attached to her and I couldn't bear to kill her (besides, I'm sure some of you guys would just KILL me for that).

As for the oneshots I intend to write later, they may not come out for a while. The time I hoped to devote to writing this Summer isn't quite as much as I'd hoped for. But I promise to come around. I always do.
Some last-chapters reviews would also be fantastic. I'll take anything - comments, thoughts, constructive criticism, anything. I'd like my writing to improve so the other stories I intend to write start out better than the first couple chapter did in the first book :)

Thank you all so much for sticking around for the ride - especially to those that stuck around from the very beginning XD

TRON LIVES! Toodles.