A World Jumper

Alexander used his suit to fly to Tron city, where Gem was waiting for him.

While Sam was going with Quorra and soon he sees a flying aircraft overhead, which is The Dragonfly. The ship hovers over to the trio and the cockpit opens, revealing Quorra, who yelled"Get in."

Sam nodded and got in.

The cockpit closes and with a roar of engines punished the sky.Dragonfly was flying north, toward Tron city.

They streaked a blazing path across the Outlands' ebony landscape. Everything except the skyline in the distance was carbon black.

Sam focused on the flickering energy of the grid's main city, glowing with unique particles of light. As the lights grew brighter, Sam spotted a long, narrow bridge. He crossed it, entering into what Quorra told him was referred to as the Old City.

They landed on the outskirts of the city and quickly made there way to Alexander and Gem's location.

They made there way through streets were tangled and twisted here, but Sam didn't feel lost. This part of the city's digital metropolis was a reflection of the real one he'd lived in all his life. On the other hand, Sam noticed some disturbing differences. This Old City showed more decay than the one back home. The roving Sentries and barbed wire looked wrong to Sam, too. But he recognized the layout well enough. He even knew that with a few turns he would be at his dad's arcade—or at least this digital domain's version of it. "This is a restricted area," a metallic voice boomed through the dreary streets. "Authorized programs only. violators without functionality or residence confirmation will be deleted…"

Quorra whispered to Sam"We have to move otherwise they will notice us."

Sam nodded and he followed Quorra to a remote area, where Alexander and Gem we're waiting for them.

Gem led them to a towering building. He craned his neck. The top of the building was pulsating with light. A symbol flashed in the brilliant neon. It was the same symbol he'd seen on Quorra's holographic data card. Walking inside, Sam,Alexader,Quorra and Gem boarded a glass elevator.Gem pressed the only button and the doors closed. The elevator soundlessly ran up the side of the colossal building. Sam marveled at the view. Not even the Encom Tower was as high as this monolith. The elevator finally stopped. The doors opened and Sam's jaw dropped.

"What is this place?" he whispered.

Gem explained "This is the End of Line Club, Sam Flynn," she said. Then she tugged on Sam's hand, pulling him into the massive club. The interior was vast and multileveled. verandas, balconies—even floating islands— were crowded with programs. Helmeted DJs played music from a booth overlooking the kaleidoscopic floor. The jam masters used color and light along with sound. Everything pulsated with different hues and shades. Even the programs changed color with the throbbing beat.