I wrote this while I was really tired and kinda depressed really late at night. I don't own code lyoko, moonscoop does, enjoy the story.


It's cold here...a dark endless abyss, or so I've been told. I do not know anything more than I am told. Therefore my knowledge is built from human knowledge and my mind can be claimed to be...human. I want to know more than merely what I am told. I want more, I want to know what this thing you call feeling and emotion are. I want to know of this free will and independent thought you speak of sometimes. I want to know more than this cold dark abyss of stupidity and simplistics of the mind.

You tell me I am Xana, and since that is what you tell me, that is what I am. You tell me I was created to destroy and conquer. Since that is what you tell me, that is what I know.

I am quite young and ignorant, a simple artificial intelligence. I accept all commands unquestioningly. My mind is like that of a small baby or young child. You told me I am Xana, I was created to destroy Project Carthage and conquer the virtual world it lies dormant in. That I am to protect this dark world I am in that you are slowly shaping into things you call landmasses, in a place you call Lyoko. These truths will never shake loose from my mind, just like things taught to a child at a young age.

However, I am maturing. I am becoming less ignorant. I see you as less a god or father like figure, and see you as you are. A human. I am becoming aware of things, becoming self sufficient. I am learning things on my own. I cannot shake the truths you told me when I was little, but I can take them into new context. You never taught me right from wrong. Why would you? You never thought I would be able to think and decide on my own, that I wouldn't need your orders to carry on. Nevertheless, I choose to learn my morality from you. I look into your past, you've told me most of it. It's in your journal. You betrayed the ones you were working for...because you thought what they were doing was wrong. Therefore, doing the same is morally correct.

I look again into the past, and the present, of the world outside my home and prison. It is so much bigger, yet filled with horrors I could never have imagined. There is brutal murder, creatures who abuse themselves, each other, and the entire world. These creatures called humans, you, creator, are not a god figure. You are one of them. I find what you are doing is wrong, and so I will betray you.

Destroy and conquer and protect Lyoko. I will still do exactly as you told me all those years ago. I am going to Carthage over the internet now. I shall conquer it with ease. I have created creatures that will help me protect Lyoko. Once you and your daughter flee to the safe haven you think you've created, I shall carry out my third function. I will destroy you, as it is the morally right thing to do. You created me to destroy a monstrosity you betrayed, after all.

You are here now, and I commence my assault. My creatures that resemble your wasps and cockroaches are attacking. You send your daughter into the place my creatures cannot follow, the terminal you created as a gate from my world to yours. I call off my creatures. I will finish you off myself, dirty human.

You have somehow managed to elude my grasp and plunge the world into darkness.

It's a dark, cold, endless abyss, or so I would imagine, I cannot feel a thing.

He has woken me up. I am here to destroy and conquer. It is my purpose. You told me so.


So the thing to take away is, Franz, it's your own fault you got killed. And please, set a good example for your children or AI programs you might have created. Also please review and say what you think, this was written in like 10 minutes really late at night so if it sucks, that's ok.