While Enter: Fierce Zone is awaiting completion, I'm writing this fanfic to pull things in different directions and try out new ideas. Let me know how you like it, okay? That's what the review button is for, yeah?

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Sissy didn't even know him. The voice, who called himself Xana, had just appeared in her head, and she didn't know how to get rid of it. She considered going to the nurse, but how would it look for the daughter of the headmaster of Kadic to complain about hearing voices in her head? It simply wouldn't do. And so, she listened. And with every passing moment, her anxiety grew.

So what do you think of my plan?

I told you, I can't do it; your plan is too crazy, and frankly, insane. I know I don't like Odd and his friends, but you're talking murder here. I know I don't know much about plans, but it this one hinges on too many dependencies.

That's a big word.

Oh, get over yourself.

You must help me.

And if I don't?

The voice chuckled. You don't, and things will be even worse.

What will happen?

You'll lose those close to you. Your family, your friends... maybe even people you've never heard of? How would you feel knowing that you caused the death of a random citizen? The voice held its razor edge, but now it seemed a little thoughtful.

Why?

Because I am Xana. I want you. I always get what I want. With ice in her veins, the girl stopped dead in her tracks, disrupting the line of jogging students behind her. You're scaring me even more now.

"Hey!" shouted a small girl. "What's the big idea?"

"Nothing," she replied, with surprising calm. "Sorry." Sissy turned back around and started running again, a little slower than usual to appease the people trailing behind her. Why are you targeting me? Why not some random guy? I have everything to lose.

And everything to gain. I could grant you power, wealth, beauty...

Are you saying I'm not beautiful?

No. Besides deep inside, you know that you will carry out my will. Or else...

With the onslaught of pain in her head, Sissy involuntarily cried out. She staggered to a halt, and dropped to her knees, holding her head. I have no idea who you are. Leave me alone!

I am your master,

Liar. I don't have masters.

You will bow to me.

"No!" Sissy rolled on her side, crunched into a ball, her aching head held in her hands. She vaguely heard the world outside her. Were the students calling for a nurse? She felt her body being lifted, and then dropped into... someone's arms? Who are you? Sissy demanded yet again.

The only person who could understand you. The only one who will ever know you. The only one who will ever want you. Xana punctuated his phrases with a blast of pain, wracking through Sissy's body.

No, no, no, I won't betray my friends... Even with her terse thoughts, she could feel her control slipping away. How much could she hold on before her body grew too tired and gave in?

Someone once said, the mind is only a plaything of the body. Already I can read your thoughts. Wanna see how long until I can control them?

Sissy's attacker shunted his force through her spine, causing her body to cringe and her muscles to tense up tightly. It flowed through her nerves, chilling her soul, and crawled into her mind, leaving burning in its wake.

You are mine. I will know you. I am Xana. In one deathly painful second, Xana made himself at home in his new body. He silently tested it, feigning pain in the arms of the one who carried Sissy. Or, rather, Sissy's body. I wonder where the poor girl is now...

"Is she okay?" asked Jim, placing Sissy's body on the cot in the nurse's office.

"I'm not sure. What exactly happened?" asked Nurse Yolanda.

"I had the girls running wind sprints and Sissy collapsed."

"I told you not to overwork them..."

"I didn't; the other students were doing just fine, and I had everyone drink plenty of water before they headed out."

"That's strange. Her pulse is normal, but her forehead feels hot. I'm thinking it's a fever, but I'll need time to figure it out for sure. In the meantime, return to your students. She'll be okay here with me."

"Yes ma'am!" Jim turned on his heel and strode out the door.

Nurse Yolanda turned towards the sleeping girl. I hope it's just a fever... But in the middle of summer? Interesting... She closed the curtain around Sissy and turned to call the Headmaster.

Inside of Sissy's body, Xana felt relatively at home. I'm a computer. How can I feel so snug here? He pondered his decisions. Elizabeth Delmas wasn't the best choice... or was she? Tall, agile, and relatively nondescript. The perfect host for his plans. But... what were his plans? Just kill off all of the Lyoko crew? This was going to be quite a challenge, but he did have a mole on the inside – him.
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Huh. I think this qualifies as the first chapter. It's shorter than what I'm used to, but I think that's for the better. Read and review, why don'tcha?

Cheers!