Fic - Tron: Legacy - Clu/Tron - "Resist"

[brightdreamer]

So I found the tronkinkmeme already. Big surprise, huh?

Title: Resist

Fandom: Tron: Legacy

Pairing: Clu/Tron

Rating: R

Warnings/triggers: Non-con, bondage

 

Prompt from kink meme: Clu/Tron. Brainwashing him into Rinzler, through non-con. Preferably crazy computer program mind-rapey sort of sex rather than normal human sex, but it's all good.

 

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His arms hurt. He was alive. Why?

 

Slowly coming back to awareness, Tron tried to move, but found that he could not. His hands were bound above his head, his feet attached firmly to the floor, shoulder-width apart. As his systems rebooted, he remembered...

 

Flynn! Go!

 

He'd accepted his fate from the moment he'd jumped in to defend Flynn; it was a fine ending, and he would have been happy to give his life to help the Creator. But now...

 

Frowning, he opened his eyes and looked up, tugging at the glowing cuffs above his head.

"So, you're awake? Good.” Tron froze, instantly recognizing that voice. It might have sounded something like Flynn's, but there was no mistaking the cold tone.

“Clu,” he snarled, struggling again as the corrupted Program moved into his line of view. “Traitor! You'll never get away with this.”

“Oh, but I already have, you see,” Clu responded, stepping closer. “Flynn's demise has paved the way for a new era. I will create the perfect System now.”

Tron swallowed, his fingers twitching against the bonds. “Flynn escaped. I saw to that.”

“Did he...?” Clu smirked at him. “Maybe, maybe not. But you shouldn't worry about that now. Perhaps you should worry about what I'm going to do to you.”

Tron closed his eyes and tilted his chin up. “If you're going to derez me, just do it already. Enough with these games.”

“Oh yes, games. You always did like those, didn't you?” Tron's eyes flew open again as he felt Clu's hands slide up his back, moving to his identity disk. Instinctively, he tried to pull away, but again, his bonds wouldn't let him do much more than arch forward. Clu wrenched the disk away from Tron's back, and moved around in front of Tron again. “I think perhaps it's your turn to play games my way now.”

“No...” Tron gasped as Clu turned the circle in his hands, watching helplessly as the rogue Program flicked his fingertips over the data as it streamed upwards. He knew that Flynn had given Clu this ability to help him maintain order and help other Programs, but to see it twisted this way... it was sickening. His eyes widened as the color of his disk turned from a bright pure white to yellow, then orange, then finally to a deep red, the full extent of Clu's plan for him becoming clear.

“I won't let you do this. I won't accept it! You can't reprogram me!” Tron thrashed and writhed against the cuffs, his wrists burning from the electric friction as the other Program strode behind him. He felt Clu's body press against his, one arm wrapping around his waist to hold him firmly.

“Now, now, Tron, do behave,” Clu's voice was harsh in his ear. “This will only hurt more if you struggle. Relax, and it'll be over before you know it.” Tron shuddered as he felt Clu's other hand move the disk into position. “You never know. You might even like it.” With that, he snapped the identity disk into place, forcing the new programming into Tron's body.

Tron screamed.

His energy lines glowed bright white as pain ripped through him. Resisting with every line of his coding, he pushed back against the intruding force, trying to retain what was true. I am Tron. I will not give in! He didn't know if it was even possible for a Program to fight the code in their own identity disk, but by the Users, he would try.

“Let it in,” Clu's voice purred in his ear, both arms now wrapped around Tron's body, pulling him close, letting him feel his presence behind him. “The pain will stop, and everything will be... perfect.”

“I... I won't... aaagh!” Tron felt his defenses weakening, battered by the programming embedding itself into his very being. Something slipped through, the first tendril of code winding its way into his consciousness, and Tron gasped, jerking against Clu as a jolt of of pleasure flooded through his body. It was nearly enough to make him lose control and drop his guard against the rest, but he rallied and held firm, welcoming the return of the pain. “Wh-what...?”

“I told you, it will be better if you don't resist,” Clu murmured against his neck, his hands splayed over the tight material covering Tron's chest. Red light pulsed through his suit, thrumming in time with the waves of code pulsing from the disk at Tron's back. “Just let go... let it happen.”

“No...” Tron ground out through clenched teeth, still fighting the programming, fighting the slow, inexorable destruction of himself. To be invaded like this, to have everything that was himself attacked, to have this new code forced into him... it was almost more than Tron could handle. He felt sick. Irrationally, he wished that Flynn would step through the door... but no. No. He'd given his life for Flynn... but... “J-just derez me... please... nngh!” Another unwanted thrill of pleasure rippled through him as the code pushed its way through his defenses. His energy flickered red for a moment and he moaned, unwillingly arching back against Clu.

“That's it... just like that.” Clu rocked against him, holding him steady. “Every time you give in, you'll be rewarded. Keep resisting, and it will only hurt more.”

“I... I won't... give in...” Tron was panting now, his head hanging down. He didn't know how much longer he could hold out; the code was battering relentlessly at his system, finding every small crack in his tight defense to slip through. It would have been better if it only caused pain, he thought... pain he could handle, pain he could brace himself against, pain he could withstand. But these small waves of pleasure... these were breaking him faster than any torture.

Tron lost track of how much time had passed as he hung there, fighting for his very being as Clu whispered words of seduction in his ear. Pain and pleasure mingled in a never-ending flood, cascading over him and drowning him in the mix. He didn't know when his head had fallen back onto Clu's shoulder, didn't realize when his body began to move in a grinding rhythm against Clu's as red light pulsed over his circuits. Resistance only caused more pain, but he stubbornly clung to the idea of it, knowing that to give in meant the end of him.

Finally, however, there was nothing more he could do. The programming broke through the last of his walls and rushed through him, rewriting and recoding every aspect of him. He cried out, writhing against Clu, red-gold light building to a crescendo between them. Hands clutched him tight, carrying him through the wave of ecstasy, and he was dimly aware of Clu shuddering behind him as well. Why had he even tried to fight? That... was the most incredible thing he'd ever felt.

The Program was aware of being released from the restraints, and he slumped back against Clu before regaining his equilibrium. Straightening, he turned to face his new master. Clu's hand touched his face.

“Your name is Rinzler. You are mine.”

Rinzler nodded, his face impassive. “Yes. Yours.”

Comments

[forthisreason.livejournal.com]

I just wanted to let you know I am a keyslam MESS over here from this one. I...I can't. This is the perfect kind of sinister torture I expect from Clu. Forever recommending this one.

I...

[cryspeaches.livejournal.com]

I found this through the Tron Kink Meme, and I was really friggen awed by it.
One, because it's really well done and it made me a little wibbly, and two, because I wrote something similar last night, and the similarities made me so very pleased.
The worst part?
I had actually intended to name it the same thing, but changed it because the roommates turned on Labyrinth, so mine became titled, "Don't Defy Me"

Fist bump for the slightly creepy awesomeness going on here.

[brightdreamer.livejournal.com]

Thank you! I think it was a common idea among writers... I certainly had the idea right after leaving the movie, and the kinkmeme prompt just kicked it into action. You should totally post yours there too, I'm sure the OP wouldn't mind multiple fills! Even if you decide not to post it there, I'd love to read it... I would like to see your interpretation as well.

(Funny enough, I was writing this at 2am and nearly named it "Resistance is Futile" but giggled rather insanely and thought that was a little too geeky. XD)

[cryspeaches.livejournal.com]

XD I approve of all that is geeky, and doubly so in this instance.

I went ahead and linked under your fill on the meme, but the direct link is right here.

http://community.livejournal.com/tron_legacy/102125.html#cutid1

Do please tell me you'll be writing more?

[brightdreamer.livejournal.com]

Ooh, maybe I should post mine there too? *ponders* It's much shorter than yours though and not nearly as detailed...

Oh yes, I will be writing more. ♥ The plot bunnies are biting. I'm also RPing as Tron, so that will inspire the muse even more.

[cryspeaches.livejournal.com]

it would be awesome if you did. I like it-- it's been really crawling with good fics so far... and the discussions look like they may be amazing soon too. <3

[elleestlimonade.livejournal.com]

Really enjoyed this! Nice work. :)

[ensignw.livejournal.com]

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*turns to a bunch of cubes*

This was awesome.

[orlisroses29.livejournal.com]

HNNNNNNNNNNG This.... is.... INCREDIBLE! Oh my god! *flails* o_O

[seliria.livejournal.com]

Oh God this is so hot holy shit *_* I am totally dying over here XD

[one-song-for-me.livejournal.com]

This is fucking perfect :).

[(Anonymous)]

Is this also posted in tron_slash? I can't believe I missed this one. loved it, I hope you'll think about writing some Clu/Rinzler fanfiction.

[brightdreamer.livejournal.com]

Actually, I didn't post it there yet. I probably should! And yes, I love that twisted pairing right now. 8D

[youngskywalker7.livejournal.com]

Oh Lordy that was sexy. =D I was upset when it was over. XD

[moodyferret.livejournal.com]

This is absolutely DELICIOUS!!!

[ladysylvan.livejournal.com]

Oh dear gods.
I am one thousand times more turned on than I should be.

[cmdr-zoom.livejournal.com]

That was good. Perfect, even.

[pomeilione.livejournal.com]

I think it's about time I commented just to say I've re-read this fic about 9 times now. Sometimes I seek it out intentionally and sometimes I stumble across it from somewhere else and can't resist the awesomeness. But it's wonderfully written and I just the whole not-sex-sex thing is beautifully done.

Thank you! (And I'll be back!)

[allronix1.livejournal.com]

Disney would NEVER go there - not even if one of their execs went drinking with Squaresoft's crew...

Yet, Clu is such a cruel bastard - the flip side of Flynn. Flynn was a very playful sort with an ironic sense of humor, and to see that turned to evil...*shudder*

And how bad is it that I can almost hear the screams? I can almost hear Tron screaming for Flynn as the last of his will fades...and the last whimper of his voice before Rinzler overwrites him.

"Yori..."

[laughingacademy.livejournal.com]

Just wanted to let you know that I've recced (http://crack-van.livejournal.com/5152268.html) this story at crack_van.

[brightdreamer.livejournal.com]

Oh! Thanks so much! ♥ This was the first fic I did for Tron and it's still one of my favorites.