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I come from the net, through systems, people, and cities, to this place.

Mainframe.

My format?

Guardian. To mend and defend.

To defend my newfound friends, their hopes and dreams.

To defend them from their enemies.

They say the user lives outside the net and inputs games for pleasure.

No one knows for sure, but I intend to find out.

Reboot!

Don't wait for us.

Just one more call, Enzo. Dot, you need a break.

And Bob's going to wait outside.

Come on.

No, really. I'm worried about the Mitchell account inputs.

It'll just take a nanosecond. Dot, you promised.

Remember that speech you gave me about keeping your promises?

Dot? Hello?

I'm coming.

Pretty cool, huh?

I don't believe it. Bob?

Is your car actually running?

Yep.

Isn't it awesome?

Oh, not again.

Dot!

And the netcode? Formatted and docked? Of course, News Matrix.

Please, call me Dot.

Yes, News Matrix.

What do you think, Enzo?

Yeah, let's... Wait!

Just one more call. That's all.

You two put me down.

Woo -hoo!

What's our status?

Status!

After all the time, all the effort, all the lies,

we finally have it.

Gentlemen, meet the Medusa.

Finally! Hexadecimal's ultimate weapon! What is it? A box!

I don't know. Is it a box?

She thought she could hide its secret from me. She thought she could develop a

weapon this powerful without my knowledge.

Oh, poor fool.

Megabyte!

Oh, that would be her now.

You lie!

You lie.

I was a fool to trust you.

How true.

It was, however, very clever the way you tricked me out of one of my toys.

But whatever could you do with it? Just a little trinket. You might as well give

it back.

Really, Hexadecimal, I don't have time for this.

Oh. Oh, how very, very sad.

I'll have to destroy you all then.

Well, get to work, you two.

I don't keep you around for your brains, now do I?

No, sir, not a brain. Absolutely not.

This is it. It's over now.

Not in my job description.

Mine is.

I don't care where you're from. That hurts.

Then I shall smite you

myself, dog.

Gentlemen, show the lady some of our own toys, won't you?

I'll see you back at the tour.

Out of nowhere, she said something about being born and it just disappeared.

Perimeter secured, sir.

Very well.

My dear Hexadecimal, I am so disappointed in you.

It was her fault, you know. Her increased security and strict privacy

my victory.

She was so careful, so secretive.

I knew she was up to something.

And yet, despite the length and scope of our operation, we still do not know the

true nature of the Medusa's power.

Until now.

No.

No. This is no weapon. It is a vial of bark.

Computer, identify virus. Full scan.

List possible cures and counteracting agents.

File type?

Unknown.

Counteragents? Unknown.

Cure options?

Unknown. Getting your sorry self out of trouble?

Unknown. I see you found my little surprise.

Isn't it sweet?

You, all this time, all your secrecy, all your security, my whole operation.

Yes, yes.

A trap.

Now I suppose you'll want thanks for all your hard work.

Oh, I hope this was the right thing to do.

Infect all of Mainframe with an unstoppable bug.

Oh, I'm not sure.

Nice picnic, guys.

I'm working here, okay? I'm working.

Want some help?

Don't get me wrong. I gotta admit, it is kind of nice to get away from it all.

You're welcome.

Thank you.

That brisket?

Check it out.

Something weird is chasing brisket.

We don't know what that thing is yet.

Bob?

Unknown file type.

This is bad.

Very bad.

Uh, Bob? I think we're next.

I think you're right.

Glitch ignition.

Quit! Try her again!

Again!

Uh, who are you?

Look, Enzo, we can't help Frisket if the same thing happens to us.

Don't worry. We'll be back.

When we know what we're dealing with.

Bob, what is that thing?

We need to see Paul.

Now. It is a bug, pure and simple.

It can and will spread to anything it touches.

We are all at risk.

You, Bob, however, may be immune since you are a guardian.

It is difficult to tell.

Trust me. I don't want to find out.

But I do want to get out there and warn everybody.

We need a plan first.

Poor Frisket.

I bet old Megadump is behind all this.

I say we crash the tower.

Big time.

I don't know, Enzo. This one isn't in style. It's too unpredictable.

Too dangerous.

It's completely random.

Almost chaotic.

Hexadecimal? Bingo.

It must be her. Look, even the Tor has been infected.

But not Hex's Island.

Hexadecimal, huh? This one's got me worried, Fong. I mean, that hex is as

as they come.

I'm gonna need everything you've got to fight it.

Bob worried?

Dude.

Worse yet, children, is that the longer one is infected, the sooner they begin

to decay.

See here? Low energy goes first, like this sign.

But then...

High energy goes next.

High energy.

Sprites like us.

And brisket.

Truly. That's not even funny.

What are we going to do?

Dot, you and Enzo get everyone evacuated from the city. It is next in the bug's

path. Right.

Bob, you come with me. We must hurry.

Greek action.

Hey, you two be careful out there.

You too.

I'll need two high -line virus idols, self -adjusting, and a level 8 desktop

rebuilder, wide -fielding.

What? This is not the supercomputer, Bob.

I'm afraid this is all we have to offer.

Virus erase command?

Don't you think that's a little primitive?

Perhaps, but it is the best we have.

Hmm.

I suppose if we boost its power with an add -on, it might do the trick.

Crude, but simple.

Then let us make it so.

Chin up. We're almost there.

Bob! It is Bob!

All right, Bob!

Woo -hoo!

You show them they can't mess with us!

We're just one man! Keep that bug fit, man!

We're precious!

Be careful, Bob.

Did you see that, scuzzy?

How sad.

All of Mainframe doomed.

What this?

Bob the Guardian?

Oh, no. Oh, no.

Oh, yes.

Now, won't this be interesting?

All right, you antique.

Do your thing.

My poor Medusa.

Happy, happy, happy.

This is not good.

Where's a GameCube when you need one?

Hurry, people.

Come on, Bob.

You can make it.

No. You were right, old friend.

I am immune.

Lucky me.

Let Hexadecimal turn all my friends into stone, destroy Mainframe, and get away

with it?

I don't think so.

How do you like my new garden, Scuzzy? It holds up so much better than some of

my earlier members.

Well, for now at least.

Does it please you?

Bunny, I sense a presence.

That would be me!

That's a good one, Guardian.

Infect me with the Medusa. How delightfully clever.

Why, thank you.

Now we can...

Can't have any of that, young man.

And you?

Immune to my Medusa.

How very disappointing.

I'll just have to destroy you the old -fashioned way.

Glitch! Why?

As much as I enjoy the chaos you bring into my life, it is time to be rid of

once and for all.

Uh, I like...

I like how you've changed mainframe. Do you?

And why is that, my love?

Well, now that everything is set in stone, you've made mainframe so

What do you mean?

Everyone in the same spot, never changing, never moving, nothing but

quiet. How very peaceful it will all be now.

Peaceful? Oh, dear.

How true.

No more battles with Megabyte?

Quiet!

No more unexpected turn of events?

No! No! What have I done?

No! Just peace and calm forever.

No! No! I must stop it! Stop it all from going so very wrong!

Now

that is

one strange lady.

It's one miracle after another. First I fix my car, then I save mainframe from

the brink of destruction.

But most incredibly, Enzo and I actually get you to relax.

You both should get a medal.

Thanks.

But I think I'll settle for a long nap instead.

Warning. Incoming chain.

Warning. In coming January.

No problem.