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saltyladynightmare · 2 years

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Rinzler Anakin AU

Star Wars/ Tron fusion

This is yet another AU I will never write. I was feeling obsessed with Tron: Legacy and this happened. BTW, I have yet to find a truly satisfying read on Security Program Sam that is also more than 3 chapters long. It is very disappointing, even though I know I would be worse about it. This is only proof, really.

so. Have this bastardized outline, because this is all you’re going to get from me on this particular subject.

I didnt even do a whole lot of world building, and what I did do just confuses me. Maybe one of you can explain it to me.

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Anakin Skywalker was born to Shmi Skywalker on Tatooine, in the slave quarters of Gruella the Hutt. His mother was a slave, and so he was as well.

His mother worked as a house slave, and a mechanic in Gruella’s Palace. She taught Anakin what she could, as soon as he could hold a tool. He learned fast. When he was four, he was set to learn programming under another slave, a dark green Twi’lek male named Alin’branley.

Alin started by introducing Anakin to his security program, Tron.

In return Anakin starts programming a helper for Tron, called Situational-Adaptive Monitor, aka Sam. (Sam Flynn’s personality and OP. Attached at the hip to Tron, or as much as he can be and still be able to work solo, and extremely affectionate to him. Dryly sarcastic. Competent to an extreme, and creative. Sweet, but only toward Tron.)

Anakin stole Tron when Alin had be killed, and the new freeborn was going to delete Tron. Anakin saved him to an old datapad he had managed to get working, and was allowed to keep because it was old and he used to more effectively do his job. Anakin also stole several other programs in spite, erasing his passage as he went. This included Sam.

He and his mother were lost in a gamble to Watto when he was 7. C-3PO comes a little over a year an a half later.

~~~

Anakin wins his freedom when he was 9.5, and leaves with Qui-Gon Jinn just as in cannon. He takes his datapad with him.

~~~

Anakin’s years in the temple are...not great. Lonely, mostly. He is also aware that this is at least some of his fault (too angry). He spends a great deal of time developing his programs, and...The Grid.

The Grid started as a place where he stored the various programs he had collected over the years. He’d had to upgrade his old datapad hardware several times (twice, he had to also rebuild it altogether from hardware he’d scrounged up, with new memory and such, which was fun). By the time the Clone Wars rolls around, his datapad is one high tech rectangle, for all that it looks older then most living humans, and has a few hundred programs housed in it.

He’d also managed to make it so a lot of those programs were almost AIs all on their own (they made getting through security really easy on missions, just plug it in, and they will find what he’s looking for)

As a bonding experience he teaches his techniques to his men, and a lot of them make him a program.

~~~

General Anakin Skywalker of the 501st, Jedi Knight, Hero with No Fear, dies on some backwater Separatist planet in a landslide. His body is not recovered. His wife, Padme Amidala, is felt a widow, though she will only learn this a few days later, when it is too late.

~~~

The battle is won, but the 501st leave knowing they have lost.

~~~

Three days later, Ventress digs out his body. He is still alive, if very very hurt...and only alive because the Force has converged into a nexus around his body.

~~~

He was in his Jedi robes, and scant armor. His mechanical hand was gone, and so was the rest of his right arm up to mid upper arm, and both his legs past the knees. His lightsaber is missing. His ancient datapad it not.

~~~

Ventress submerges him in bacta, then starts tearing at his mind, while her droids work on cracking his datapad. The droids are not successful (so many firewalls and security programs)(Tron and Sam are very good at what they do). Ventress is much more successful in breaking through his shields (they crumble like sand when she hits them hard enough).

~~~

She finds many, many dark compulsions.

She takes them out, takes his memories and feelings for the people (Shmi Skywalker, Padme Amidala, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Ahsoka Tano, Captain Rex) and two droids (R2-D2, C-3PO) he feels loyalty for, suppresses the rest of his past as a Jedi and General, heals what she can, then plants exactly three so called facts in their place.

Loyalty to her (she saved him from his suffocating death, the removed the dark slimy things from his mind, and healed him—)

Hate for the Chancellor (he planted compulsions in his head—pretended to be his friend—he’s still hurting from what he did to him)

Hate for the Republic (they have a dark lord at their highest level, he had been blinded, what was their excuse—they wish to chain those who want to leave— what a pretty cage)

~~~

Ahnahkeen Ekkreth woke and knew he had been corrupted. He knew it like he knew his name, like he knew people who were important to him had been stolen from him. Like he knew that he fixed things, and destroyed them in equal measure.

He knew it was this woman who had done it to him, who claimed to have saved him.

She had taken sickness from his mind, yes, oily rot that was killing him slowly from the inside out, but she had taken more then just that from him. She had taken his family, then left gossamer chains around his mind and heart to bind him to her in their place. For this, she would pay.

But. He would need to be careful. He was in chains once more, and so the lines the mother he didn’t remember had taught him were lines he must once more walk along if he wished to break her chains.

He needed allies. His family was gone, stolen, he couldn’t ask them for support because he didn’t know who they are. It is not their fault, but they are not here. But. He needs them. He needs...something like them. A mirror image, an echo...an imprint. A creation.

A program. He reaches with the power that pulsed in his body like the twin suns of his home planet and pulls on the beautifully wrapped and packaged strings bundled in the...datapad, memory told him was his, and coaxed them out, line by line, one by one.

They rezzed into being. He asked them for their support. They give it freely.

~~~

Three weeks later the GAR meets Corvinctum, and his enforcers.

Ventress wanted a slave, so she would have one. Just until she gave his chains enough give that he could strangle her with them.

~~~

Corvinctum, as he insists Ventress calls him for what she had tired to do to him (it had been so easy to destroy her work, then rebuild his firewalls, so pitifully easy. She didn't realize that by taking his family, he had nothing left to loose), had changed himself. He had done it for many reasons. The one he told her was that it was easier to handle injuries this way.

The main one, that he didn’t even tell his closest confidants, was that it put distance between who he had been (the man he had been, because of course she couldn’t just steal his family, or his heart, she had to take his sense of self too) and who he had made himself into. He remembered nothing, was nothing when he opened his eyes to Ventress for the first time, and so he built himself from the ashes. He kept finding things that linked him to his past self on his skin, and it yanked on something broken deep inside. So he built himself a body like his family’s echos, his family, his people, and burned his old one. He would have no more chains. None. His people, programs, couldn’t afford for him to (it would kill him. He can’t help them, love them if he is dead).(besides. That body was missing three entire limbs. That wasn’t conductive to fighting this war Ventress has thrust him into).

A lesser one was that it lessened the difference between him, and his people. It made him like them, with so many more of their weaknesses, and they loved him for it. If it also meant he had less of the organic, User weaknesses too, that was just a bonus (he didn’t need to worry about blood loss any more, or getting a limb cut of, or not being able to breathe, or—).

He keeps his face, because it is his (and something was saying faces were important to his stolen family, and he would honor them in every way he could remember...even if he wasn’t sure why they would have wanted such things (it was just a face)), gives himself his right hand back, and erases the rest of his...scars. All, except the one that he remembered clearly to be the surgery scar saying he had no slave chip in his body. He was free once. He will be again.

He gives himself a smooth, glossy black helmet (bucket—), that covered all of his head, and sealed on. Only he, his family, and Ventress could remove it. The last was only because she demanded it. His armor was like his family’s, black hexagonal base body glove (blacks—), matte black armor pieces, with glowing dark blue circuits (torrent blue— deep water) running down his body in thin crisp lines intersected with rings and dots. When his helmet is rezzed, not a single inch of skin is accessible. He keeps most of his hypersensitive circuits hidden, and numbed to avoid unnecessary distractions in a fight.

~~~

Most of his programs had blue circuitry.

He proposed they change it to red, like Ventress’ lightsabers when they were at risk of being seen, to remind themselves of what they must do. It took some time, but the programs agreed, under the condition that they can change back to blue when they were in a safe place (like on the Grid on his datapad, or when they know they are surrounded by allies).

~~~

Ahnahkeen can not connect the helmets and faces of the clones. As far as he is concerned, the men with helmets are different then people without. This is partly because, unknown to him, the average Program is essentially face blind. Stick beard on someone who didn’t have one a few weeks ago, and it did not matter how unique they look, the Program will not recognize them. That being said, it also didn’t matter how similar a group of people looked, if there was even a tiny difference between them, a Program will be able to see it. Programs’ faces didn’t change, but they all looked like their programmers. So many people looking like the same person in one place was bound to make so some interesting abilities.

As such, the men in the white armor are just people in between Ahnahkeen and his objective (he and his only kill when they are ordered to...or they must to complete the mission and their directives (get back to the Grid with your ident disc, the User will ensure your survival)). The near identical men in armor are...potential allies? They aren’t a threat to him, really, though they did have a tendency of getting in his way...but when in survival situations with no mission they are good people to have at your side. The ones with blue paint especially (501st). Their appreciation of chaos was something Ahnahkeen could get behind

For their part, the Vod’e are...weirded out by these lethal Separatists who don’t seem to care for killing, seem to answer to Ventress of all people (even if they almost blatantly don’t like her), and...are actually civil beings when it comes to talking to the Vod’e...but only when their buckets are off. Some of them can easily hold up in a fight against a Jedi Master. They called themselves Programs and talked...like they had actual programs and everyone around them also had programming. With the fact that it seemed they all came armed with near indestructible disc things that defied physics and had a cutting edge that didn’t cut the the holder, and their impossibly high tech (lightjets, and lightcycles, and lightbatons which were like lightsabers(!!!), just to name a few), and that they shattered when they got hurt or killed— yeah.

The Vod’e had anywhere from a 32.1% to a 78.9% chance of surviving an encounter with one of them depending on circumstances if they are wearing their buckets. Their survival rate increased to just under 100% with buckets off (and they are pretty sure the death/major injury rate were accidents or because the Programs had gotten pinned and...panicked as much as they seem to be able. The deaths were from injury complications, or injections that that more to do with environment then the injury itself (their discs were surprisingly clean for things they fling around everywhere. Maybe the edges were a weird plasma that plays favorites?))

Corvinctum was the strangest of them all. He seemed to actually posses the powers of a dar’jetii. He could hide himself from detection from the Generals, or he could make a large group of Vod’e believe (strangely) he was General Skywalker (they had no idea why Skywalker of all people, but it was only Vod’e who had met Skywalker who identified him as such. Those who hadn’t met Skywalker just knew him to be a General with access to their information, and didn’t question his presence even though Skywalker had been KIA for tendays...). He didn’t use the lightstick/lightsaber things, only his disc and what they are pretty sure is a flashy form of the Force. He also didn’t talk much at all. He, like his allies, didn’t kill Vod’e for the sake of killing them, and had on more then a few occasions helped various Vod’e in their own missions/survival...when Ventress wasn’t around. He absolutely hated Grievous (they had actually caught him sabotaging Grievous’ missions before, not to mention all the other times the Programs warned them when he was on planet and planning on attacking. It never went into an official report because this is not the sort of thing that could get out, but... it was common knowledge that the Programs gave good intel when they did give it). None of this mentions what he could do with another Program’s ident disc (one had been missing his body from the waist down, one of his arms, and half his head. A few minutes of messing with some sort of holographic interface, which looked complicated, then putting the disc back onto the dock on the Program’s back, and the rest of his body ‘rezzed’ back into existence. The Program woke up with a start a minute later, no worse for wear.), or how he is scary competent in basically any type of personal combat with special emphasis on close combat and piloting.

Corvinctum also has a strange tendency of avoiding Jedi Generals like the plague...though he doesn’t stay out of their range in the Force. They say he feels like either nothing at all (not a black space, that would be noticeable, but like there isn’t anything there to be felt at all), or like a nexus in the Force. Supernova, if you will.

The Vod'e...have no idea what to think. So they just make it an unofficial regulation to remove one's bucket when in the presence of a Program, and moved on. They had a war to fight, and clankers were a lot less confusing.

~~~

Whoever was running around with his General's face had best be careful. The man had been a good superior officer, but he had also been Rex's friend. His vod.

If they didn't watch themselves, one day, Rex would come face to face with them, and shoot them to pieces.

No one got to use General Skywalker's face, except Skywalker.

And Skywalker was dead.

~~~

Ventress, Ahnahkeen found (rather, SAM had, then told Ahnahkeen), was not the true Depur. No, she was a slave herself, to a man named Dooku, who himself had a master. Sidious.

Perhaps, to throw Ventress off, it would be wise to start from the top and work their way down?

What do you mean Sidious' real name is Sheev, Tron?...Maybe he is evil because whoever named him despised his existence?

~~~

A clanker shatters the bucket of a Program, one of the more human shaped ones built like a Vod. The Program falls to the ground, and doesn't get back up. The Vod the Program had protected from the blow shoots the clanker, and rolls the Program to get a look (they knew the Program wasn’t dead. They only seem to die if the fall apart completely).

The helmet was half derezzed, and so was the a good portion of the head. What made the Vod get sick though, was what remained of the face.

What remained of the nose, the warm brown eye, and the mouth was that of a Vod, through and through.

The green twi'lek Program called Tron, and his partner, the lean slicer Sam, came and took the Vod Program away.

...no one knew what to make of it, and Corvinctum, the most willing of the lot to explain anything, had no idea what they were talking about. When they explained, he seemed confused.

"...Faces can belong to anyone. Core programing is what matters."

...They were beginning to see what the problem was with the buckets.

~~~

Fox would just really appreciate it if the Programs would make the assignation attempts on Palpatine more subtle, so he could let them get away with it. Their ineptitude in this one thing—if the reports were to be believed, Fox has yet to see even a little of this so-called competence—was baffling. You'd think after so many tries they would have gotten better at it.

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