Zuse limped quietly down the alleyway, pulling his black cloak tighter around him in an attempt to hide his brilliant glow. This wasn’t supposed to happen. None of this was supposed to happed. He’d been so content with his club, the music, the people, hearing whispers from every corner of the Grid as to how everything was faring.
Not that he couldn
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Flynn sighed as he walked. He saw a shape in the distance leaning against a rock. Who or what was it? Curiousity had always been one of Flynn's downfalls as he got closer he knew who it was. Zuse. Or what was left of him. He walked closer and couldn't believe he was still alive after the explosion.
'Zuse?...,'
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He couldn't have been more wrong.
The Program's eyes widened and he scrambled painfully to his feet. "Fl-Flynn," he gasped.
He wasn't sure how to react. He was certainly nervous; the last he'd seen of the Creator he'd betrayed his son, which probably wouldn't score him any points.
Yet Flynn had that sense that he couldn't ignore. Zuse swallowed back his stubborn pride and bowed deeply, wincing in pain as he did so.
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'How did you survive the blast? Is GEM still alive?,' he looked around but couldn't see her anywhere. 'I thought you were dead, man,'
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He paled further at mention of GEM and shook his head. "I--I didn't even think..."
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