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I come from the net.

I search through systems, peoples, and cities for this bright,

calm, my friend.

My format?

I have no format.

I am a renegade.

Lost in the web.

I bring on the provisions.

We be in a feasting mood this night.

No -mannered creatures, aren't they?

The finest bunch of cutthroat binomes who ever sailed the two

seas.

To the web riders, the ugliest bunch of merciless blaggers I ever had the

pleasure of sailing with.

Matrix and Andrea, the sprites who brought us all together.

What's the matter, lover?

For once, Andrea, nothing's the matter.

We did it. We found Bob.

With Bob around, I know everything's gonna be all right.

I can't tell you how good it is to see him.

Don't tell me. Tell him.

That's the problem.

I can't.

We've been through so much.

I've changed.

What if he doesn't like what I've become?

He was...

This is my hero.

Come on, let's get back to the party. Two old friends have some catching up to

do.

Ooh,

Regal.

I never got used to that stuff.

Regals all the way down.

What do you think you're doing put that gun down now?

Come on man Don't worry Bob crisis over

I Didn't mean to I just reacted

I couldn't stop myself I'm sorry

I'm so sorry.

I wanted you to be proud of me.

And I blew it.

What have I done?

What have I become?

Look, you survived the games and brought this crew together and rescued me.

I am proud of you, Enzo.

I've done... questionable things.

You did what you had to do.

We've all changed, all grown, and now it's time to fight back.

A lost guardian and a renegade. Not a key tool between them. And a big job to

do, but we'll be okay.

The Surfer can get us back to mainframe.

We'll deal with Megabyte and then Damon.

Together.

You ready?

Yeah.

Good to see you again.

It's good to see you too, Matrix.

We're in sight, Captain. We're approaching the web address of

Surfer, stand ready to open the portal.

We've triggered some sort of energy trap

There's

no way out captain the Guardian this has to be one of their attack

I don't think so and so this isn't the work of the Guardians

It's not their style. You see... Captain, look.

She's overloading.

Mr. Andrew, power down all systems. Take the ship offline.

You heard the captain.

I can see through the shielding.

It's getting worse out there.

The charges are increasing in frequency and strength.

We're like rats caught in a trap.

Or mice.

That's it. This is one of Mouse's traps.

She's the only other sprite who knew Mainframe's address.

She sealed and protected the location.

Mouse. We might have stood a chance against the Guardians.

But Mouse?

I know.

This is bad.

Very bad.

The old girl can't take much more of this.

You've got to hand it to Mouse. She really knows her stuff.

That last hit burns out all tracks to the power supply.

Without power, we're sitting ducks.

Maybe we should get out and push.

No, not us. But the power of the storm itself.

There's a charge approaching.

Wait for it.

Wait for it.

Now! Hoist the sails! Brace yourselves!

My God! We'll ride this blasted energy wave clear to mainframe!

That's it, sir. They're overloading.

Hold steady, lad.

That's it.

We're dead in the web.

Backplane burnt out. Energy sails burnt out.

Navcom burnt out.

The only way to make a profit after this voyage will be to have a fire sale.

There's got to be a way to get our systems back online.

Captain, do you have the ship's schematics?

Mr. Christopher, the charts!

Okay, Bob, what's the plan?

Well, I, uh, uh...

Oh.

Sorry, Bob.

Well, Andrea, do you think you can get us back online?

Sure. With a little time and a lot of luck.

What's that connector for?

I can't make it out in the dark.

Hey, can someone bring a light over here?

Uh, thanks.

Now what?

Pixels. They're eating through the ship.

Captain, they're all over it. They're covering the web here.

By the code, is there no end to this web madness?

It's no good fighting them in here.

We have to stop them before they enter the ship.

Hold on, boy. It's not a party without me.

There's no power, sir. I can't open it.

What we need is a little brute force.

Stand back.

And look after yourself.

We need you to open the portal.

I mean, those blackheads away.

Mr. Andrew, damage report.

The windshields took most of the damage, Captain.

If the shields fail, we'll be goners.

We've got the engines back online, but I can only give you 10 % power.

Great job, Andrea.

That's more than enough to get us home.

Captain, let's get this ship moving.

Enzo, signal the surfer.

Stabilize the tear.

Aye, aye, sir.

I'm surprised at mouth. This was almost... Too easy.

I'm sorry, mate.

There's nothing I can do.

Wherever you're going.

You're on your own.

We've thrown everything we've got at the buffer. Nothing gets through.

We've lost the surfer and the web riders. The walls of the buffer are

towards the tear.

What are we going to do?

Oh, dirty lad.

We've got through worse scrapes than this.

No, we haven't.

What we need is a plan.

I always like to fly by the seat of my pants and leave the planning to... Dot.

I don't understand.

I mean, if most design these traps to keep web creatures out of mainframe, why

are they attacking us?

I say we ram it.

We can use the ship to punch a hole in the wall of this buffer.

Captain, have your men power up the engines and take us around the tear.

We can build to ramming speed and... Wait!

Bob, don't worry. I got this one covered.

This is a time for brute force.

Time to rip open another door.

No.

Andrea's right.

Mouse's trap shouldn't attack us, so what... Of course. I must be basic.

Captain, tear down the shield.

No way. They protect us from the web.

Enzo, don't you understand?

Bob, you're tired.

I told you I got this covered.

Look, you trusted me when you were younger. I'm asking you to trust me one

time. But why drop the shield?

Our shields are made out of dead web creatures.

That's why Mouse's traps keep attacking us.

By the Code Guardian, we'll devolve.

Not if we get through to the net as soon as they're down.

But without the Surfer, we have no way of forming a portal.

I know.

I know.

Yes. Yes, it is possible. But I won't...

You're right.

There is no other way.

Everyone get back!

You're sure?

Thank you, old friend.

Glitch! Download!

We are now one.

Let's go home.

I come from the net.

I search through systems, people, and cities for this place.

Mainframe. My home.

My format?

Guardian. To mend and defend.

Reboot!