Hey Peoples! I'm Naruto'sramengirl, and this is my second fanfic. I'm still working on the Best of Times the Worst Times, but decided the start this story, because I really like this idea, and it would take forever if I waited to finish the other one before I started this one. If you've read the summary, then you should understand that all of the Lyoko characters are around six or five years of age. But this story only has Yumi and Ulrich in it anyways. I'm still wondering if I should mention the others though. Seeing as Yumi and Ulrich are six and five, you won't be seeing any romance, but maybe hints of it. This story is really just a superhero story, so if you like that kind of stuff, you'll love this one, and you'll love my other story as well. If you do read The Best of Times The Worst Times, then you'll notice that there are some similarities between the two, but they are completely original stories, and came from different ideas, although some are the same ideas. This story is actually going to be a series, and if you love this story, you'll LOVE the sequel. Although this is a long story (not as long as my other one though), this is still kind of like a prologue. Okay, I've talking too much, so let's begin the story! Chapter 1: I'm only six!

How weird it was for the world to be so normal one day, and then the next, it was completely upside down. One minute, people were worrying about the weather; the next, they were worrying about if that great super villain was about to attack the city. What was even weirder was how a normal six-year-old went from an innocent young girl to a famous superhero. This girl was Japan's own Yumi Ishiyama.

Yumi Ishiyama was a normal girl who lived with a middle-class family. Their house was simple and traditional. The family was normal in every way possible. Her father, Takeo Ishiyama, was a short and stout man who loved his daughter, a newborn son dearly. He was stern and caring like any other father and only wanted the best for his two children. Her mother, Rei Ishiyama is your ordinary housewife. She only wishes for her kids to grow up well and lead good lives. Then there was Hiroki, her one-year-old brother who crawled and walked around everywhere. He was a handful now, so the Ishiyamas only wondered how much of a handful he would be later.

That leaves Yumi. She was just your average six-year-old. She went to school, played with friends, and usually did everything her mother and father told her to do. So out of all of the people it could have happened to, why did this girl who came from a very normal family gain superpowers and had her entire life changed from then on. No one really knows, but Yumi says that it happened because of one thing . . . fate.

Whether it was fate or not, I'll let you decided, but her life would never be the same. At this point in time, she didn't know if she should curse that day, or bless it. She likes to think that she should do the latter one because she knows that if she does, something good will happen. But Yumi has always been that way—hopeful and sometimes optimistic. For a six-year-old, she was very thoughtful and independent. If you look at her now, you could tell that she had a calm wildness about her. But at the age of six, she was full energy and eager to know as much as she could. If you ask me, I think that's why she got into all of this . . . she was just so curious. . .

It was nighttime, and it was Yumi's bedtime, and she was trying to fall asleep, but she just couldn't go to sleep. There was always something waking her up. The first time she woke up, her baby brother was crying. The second time, she really had to go to the bathroom. She knew she shouldn't have had that water. But the third time was completely different and out of the ordinary. Yumi had finally fallen asleep when she could feel strange yellow lights lightening up her room. She opened her eyes and saw that the rays of light were coming from outside. She drew back the curtains to reveal that the showering streams of light were coming from many meteors that were soaring through the sky. She noticed that they were moving so gracefully, that they made a whispering sound through the air. She listened closely to the calming whispers of the space rocks. She could hear them calling to anyone who would listen.

Come . . . Come with us. . . We can show you much . . . We can give you much . . . come . . . come with us . . .

Yumi was tempted to follow the meteors, but their soothing voices were too much for the sleepy girl. Her eyelids became heavier, but she tried to say awake. She wanted to hear the message of the meteorites . . . she wanted to see . . . she wanted to have what the could show her and what they could give her . . .

Yumi saw a little boy that was around her age. He was running. Yumi didn't know where, however. There was nowhere to run, she noticed. They were both in darkness. . . But the boy kept on running. His breathing was fast and rushed. Yumi felt that she should follow, so she did.

She called to him. "Hey! Where are you going? Hey!" The boy didn't look back he kept running. "Stop!" Yumi yelled. The boy stopped. He didn't look at Yumi though.

Yumi walked to the boy's side. "Thank you. Where are we going? Who are you? Why are we here?" she asked all of a sudden. The boy shook his head. Yumi tried to get a look at his face, but it was too dark to see anything.

"They're not here." The boy finally spoke.

"Who? Who's not here?" The boy took off in another direction, with Yumi in hot pursuit.

The boy kept running. Yumi could see another figure entering the darkness. Yumi and the boy slowed down. "There you are!" a man's voice growled. "Come here!"

"No!" the boy cried he tried to run away, but the man grabbed him.

"Tell me! What did you see?" the man asked.

"Put me down!" the kid demanded. Yumi was too confused to answer. She wanted to help him but her body stood there, motionless. Her voice had left her.

The man was getting restless. "Tell me!" he yelled as he shook the kid violently. Yumi was scared.

"I said LET GO!" the kid yelled. There was a blinding yellow that covered every inch of darkness. The man gave a terrible scream as he dropped the boy and retreated. The boy fell and ran away. Yumi's eyes had finally adjusted to the light and she looked in the boy's direction and caught a glimpse of his face.

. . . "Yumi" . . . "Yumi, wake up." Yumi's eyes opened up instantly. She found herself curled up in a ball next her window. Her mother was crouched over here with a worried look on her face. "Yumi, are you alright? Why were you sleeping on the floor?"

Yumi didn't answer right away. She was till trying to come to her sense. "I saw these strange lights, and . . . I went to see what they were, and I . . . guess I fell asleep.

Her mother's expression softened. "I see. You saw the meteor shower too. You must've been very sleepy, and fell asleep right then and there." Her mother concluded.

"Mama, don't meteor showers come from space?" Yumi asked. She remembered her teacher saying that they did.

"Yes, they do." Yumi's mother answered. Yumi started wondering if the voices that she heard were from aliens in outer-space. But she knew that would never happen. But the voices must have come from somewhere.

"Come on Yumi. It's almost time for breakfast, and then you watch Hiroki for me." Her mother said as she stood up and walked out of the room.

Yumi wondered if she should her mom and dad about the dream, but then that's all it really was—a dream. She told herself that it wasn't anything and got ready for the day. She was just too sleepy, that's all.

"Mom, can I go play outside?" Yumi asked her mother.

"Sure, sweetie." Her mom replied. Yumi was tired of playing with her brother, especially with him spitting up the way he was. She couldn't forget about the dream, but she was so distracted by it. So maybe chasing a couple butterflies could ease her mind.

It was a hot summer's day, and the butterflies were in great numbers, especially in her backyard. She chased them around, watched them flutter their wings, and she even pretended that she was a butterfly. Graceful, floating, and poised. She fluttered about for a while, and while in mid-flutter she tripped over a rock and fell face first.

She stood up, and shook the dirt off of her. She turned around to see what tripped her. A giant rock that she knew wasn't in her yard yesterday, laid there, as if it were waiting for something. But that couldn't be it. She felt hypnotized by the rock, and she just wanted to touch it. She extended a hand, and it merely brushed against it. She felt herself being consumed by a bright light . . .

. . . She was falling—and fast. She was being sucked downwards, and there was no end to this fall. Yumi was scared out of her mind. She looked around and saw the same boy next to her in a small space craft. He was just as terrified as she was.

"Hey!" she called to him, but she was sure he couldn't hear her.

The boy let out a shriek of terror though. Yumi looked to see what had frightened him, and saw a tall mountain with rough, jagged peaks. Yumi screamed as she readied for impact. She and the boy were doomed. There was an explosion as his spacecraft crashed into the ground, and Yumi flew a couple of feet away.

When Yumi opened her eyes, she was on the soft grass of her backyard. She quickly sat up and saw that the rock had exploded into bits of pebbles and dust. Yumi was scared. Not just for herself, but for the boy. She tried to calm herself. She must have fallen asleep.

'But the explosion was so real.'

'That' because you felt the rock explode.' She thought to herself. Whatever was going on she couldn't stay here, close to the rock. While walking towards her house, she heard something.

"We will show you more. But your gift is yet to come." It was the meteorites again. Yumi stopped in her tracks.

'Meteorites don't talk. It's the wind.' She thought. "I just need a nap." Yumi mumbled. That was exactly what she planned to do.

Luckily for Yumi, she had a peaceful nap with no weird dreams. A couple of weeks had passed, and Yumi had actually managed to forget about dreams and the voices.

Her mother was going to the mall to do some shopping, so naturally she took Yumi and Hiroki with her. Yumi didn't mind. She liked going to the mall or any store because if she as good, she ken that her mom would give her a treat.

Her mom was in a clothing store, looking at shirts. Like any six-year-old, Yumi was curious and eager to use as much energy as she could. So she'd wander off—not too far off—to look at all of the different designs (pretty colors). She'd know when to come back to her mom because she would her here the sound of Hiroki's stroller rolling on the ground. However, she wondered a little too far and missed her cue to turn back. Deciding she had had enough curiosity for now, she decided to return to her mother, only to find out that she was g one.

Yumi's heart skipped. If you were ever separated from your mom when you little, then you know she was starting to get scared. She looked around frantically for her mother. She listened for the sound of the stroller or for her brother's babbling but to no avail. Yumi was lost.

So of course, she panicked. She held back her tears as she ran around, looking for her mother. With all of the running she did, she bumped into somebody, making herself fall to the ground.

"I'm so-sorry." She said weakly. She looked up to see two men. One was big and tall. He looked like a European, but Yumi didn't know what nationality he was. The other man was of Asian descent. He was short and had a curly mustache. They were very different in appearance, but angry looks on their faces were alike in every way.

"So you're sorry, huh?" the short man replied. "Well I'll show you how sorry you're gonna be." The man said as he grabbed Yumi by her wrist. "See, we don't like brats that run around stores, acting uncivilized, do we, Chives?"

"No, we don't." Chives agreed. Clearly he was the lackey.

"And we feel that parents should've taught ya good manners. So maybe if we take you with us, they'll get scared. Then for the right price, we'll give ya back and they'll learn their lesson, right Chives?"

"Right."

Yumi wasn't about to come quietly. She struggled against the short man's grasp which only made him tightened his grip on her.

"Stop! Please, I just wanna find my mother!" she pleaded.

"We'll find your mom. We would just like to be paid for our . . . services." The Asian man joked.

"LET GO!" Yumi yelled angrily. That's when it happened. A warm, energetic sensation swept through her body. It felt electrifying. The Asian man's grasp loosened as he felt jolts of electricity surge through his body as he cried in pan. When the sensation had calmed itself, the man fell on his back, unconscious.

Yumi looked at the man, realizing that she had just given him an electric shock. Chives looked from his boss to the little Japanese girl before him with his mouth wide open. He gave a yelp and turned to run away, but Yumi was angry and wasn't going to let him run away.

"oh no you don't. Come back!" she yelled. She stretched her arm out in front of her to make an attempt to grab him. Weird enough, a giant rock from outside floated into the air and flew right into the tall man's head. It hit with great force as he slumped over, knocked out from the blow.

Yumi was surprised yet again. She stepped back as she surveyed the damage. One guy was twitching on the ground due to electric shock. The other had on the ground due to electric shock. The other had a large bump on his head with a small trickle of blood coming out of it. There was now way anyone would think that a six-year-old could do this. Deciding that it wasn't a good idea to stay, she ran away. She ended up bumping into yet another person—this time her mother.

"Yumi! Where have been? I was so worried!" her mother exclaimed as she wrapped her arms around her daughter.

"Oh, Mom, I was so scared." Yumi mumbled as he cried. She explained how she got lost leaving out the part about the men—(she was sure the police would handle them when the found them).

Later that night, Yumi went to bed only to have another dream. This one was different. She didn't see the boy or the man from the first dream. She saw a man, a woman, and a boy. She assumed that they were a family. The boy looked somewhat like the other boy. His complexion was pale like the other boy's, and hair was even brown. It was his eyes that were different. They were a soft brown and were filled with a seriousness that she was sure not many kids would have. This boy had a strong a nd serious disposition that Yumi didn't know how to approach. Even his voice was dominant.

"Mom, Dad, where are we going?" he asked.

"We have to find your brother." His father said.

"Where did he go? Is he okay?"

The woman's face was sad. "We . . . we don't know for sure, but we'll find him."

"How come the others aren't coming?" the boy inquired.

"They have to stay to take care of the house. Plus your brother might come back home." His father answered.

"But why am I going?" this boy obviously had no clue what as going on."

"You can help us." His father replied. "Now that's enough questions. We have to get ready." The slowly slipped away.

"Help us . . . help us find our lost one . . . we have given you your gift . . . now help us find our lost one." It was the voices. The voices were a family that only wanted to be whole. Yumi could understand. She was lost today. It may have only been for a short time, but she was so scared. Had it not been for the family's gift, she would have been kidnapped.

"I will help. But how?" Yumi answered.

"You can start . . . by using your gift more . . . use your powers so you will know how to sue them" the family answered.

"I will."

"We will show you more . . . at another time . . ."

Ever since Yumi had finally made sense of the dreams and the voices, she wasn't so afraid by them anymore. She obeyed the family's request and honed her superpowers. Of course she had to do this in secret. The last thing she wanted to do was give her parents a heart attack if they saw hundreds of rocks floating around her.

Yumi didn't excel so much, but she was making progress considering she had no expert training her. She was pretty sure she had mastered the basics however.

It was now December, and Yumi was in school now. She didn't hear anything from the voices nor had any dreams lately. She was still sure that they would call her again.

She was seven now, but she still thought that she was too young to get involved in something like this. She wondered if that family were asking for other people's help as well. She knew it wasn't so smart for them to be asking for the help of a seven-year-old.

One day, while Yumi and her family were on their way to the store, Yumi would be put to the test. Yumi looks back on it, but doesn't see how much of a test it was. She figures that it was more a test of her conscience than her own powers.

Anyways, they were walking into the sore they heard gunshots. Her father told them all to get down as many other were soon doing. A couple seconds later, they heard someone yelled, "Everyone, freeze and get down on the ground! This is a robbery!" It was the voice of young man—maybe a teenager who was having a hard life. He started taking the money and jewelry of the people, still holding the lethal weapon.

Yumi was scared out of her mind, but knew she had to do something. She knew using electricity was out of the question because her family would see it coming out of her. So she would resort to an earth attack. Focusing, she concentrated on a floor tile that was a few feet away from the crook. She managed to make float into the air. The innocent victims stared in amazement as they looked at what was happening. The crook turned around to what the fuss was about and dropped his bag when he saw not one, but ten floor tiles in the air.

He was about to shoot at them but Yumi made them fly towards him and crash into his head, knocking him out. Although no one except for the seven-year-old, had a clue how it happened, they were glad that the crook was unconscious. The authorities came and arrested the teen. After investigating such a phenomenon could've happened, they were just as clueless as to what happened.

When Yumi went to bed that night, she found it impossible to sleep. At first she thought it was because of the great deed she had done, but realized that it was an entirely different reason.

She looked at her window to see strange glowing lights. 'They're meteorites!' she thought.

She ran to her window and hundreds of meteors fall to Earth was again. That's when she heard the voices.

"He's coming for him . . . he is after him . . . please help us." The voices said.

Yumi was a little confused. "I'll help." She said. She didn't know if they could hear her though.

"You can help us . . . by helping others . . . by making a difference . . . in the lives of others . . . just use your gift." Yumi wasn't completely sure what that meant either, but it became clear on the next day.

When Yumi and her family ate breakfast, her father would watch the news. He never really paid attention to it, but today was different.

"Today's top story: There was another meteor shower, and like the bizarre one six months ago, it was undetected and occurred all over the world. "What is even stranger is that there are reports of people having superpowers and either causing mayhem or saving people's lives. We're not sure, but the meteorites may have something to do with these extraordinary events. Nevertheless, the world is slowly being covered with superheroes and super villains." The man on the news station said.

That's when it clicked; the family wanted her to use her powers to save people. They wanted her to become a superhero.

Okay, that's it for chapter one. Tell me what you think and leave a review!