Disclaimer: Maximum Ride ©James Patterson
Code Lyoko ©Moonscoop/Toowam/Antefilms/Taffy

Peter Carter © LyokoWarrior1994

Claimer: Cassidy ©Me, Teen-Lyokofan7777. Italics are flashbacks (some of the italics)

I remember…EVERYTHING! I hate to sound all Meat Loafy here, but I REMEMBER EVERYTHING!

I remember every little thing that happened to my friends and me as if it happened only yesterday. I was barely 16 and seven freaking weeks ago, we were normal. We could be at our school. But NOW we aren't normal. We'd feel like circus freaks who've escaped from the same place. I'll start from the way beginning.

SEVEN WEEKS AGO…WHEN WE WERE NORMAL

I was sitting in Jeremie's bedroom, studying my Italian with Peter helping a little. He has an Italian heritage. I love Spanish better, though. I can string words together better in Spanish than Italian. Odd once teased Jeremie and me by saying something in Italian.

"What?" Jeremie and I said dryly.

"It means you both stink at Italian, good buddies," he smiled.

That wasn't our day. "Hey, Jeremie, you finished typing up that Skid program yet?" Oh yeah, Odd, Yumi, Ulrich, XANA, Peter, and Aelita were with us. I didn't look up from my book, but Odd's voice made me jump. It was eerie quiet when he spoke up. He has that charm. When it's too silent like it was, Odd can break the quiet if he wanted to.

"No, our Skid's defense systems are still too low. Going on the Skid now would prove fatal for all of you." Jeremie kept typing.

"What about Peter's get-home program?" I asked, looking up from my book.

"No good either. Unless I can…" He lost me after that. Techno-babble and I don't usually get along unless someone could translate.

Aelita saw the confused look in my eyes. "He means unless he clears the cache, Peter will have to stay here for a little while longer."

I nodded. It's a very long story on how Peter came here.

BANG, BANG

"It's open," I yelled. First time I spoke.

BANG, BANG

"I told you out there, it's open!" I slammed my textbook closed. I don't get people when they knock ignorantly after someone says "It's opened!" It drives me mad. Ithen got up from his comfy bed. I then looked underneath the door.

Heart pounding I raised my eyebrows to what I saw. Men that looked like wolves and some men that had white coats were pacing by the door. One of the wolf-men got down to my level and looked me in the eye with yellowish eyes. ERASERS! The same ones from one of the book series I was reading.

"Finally finished," Jeremie said.

I went up to his computer and pushed his equipment to one side. "I got to check something!"

"Cassidy…?" Peter's voice was mixed with curiosity and concern.

"It'll only take a second, Peter."

I got up on his table, which, as a lesser note, needed dusting, and looked outside. Thirteen black sedans (oh, holy Toledo) surrounded the dorms. Okay, stay calm; don't scare everyone in the room. "OH (BLEEP)—" Jeremie covered Aelita's ears when I cursed and removed his hands when it was safe. Good job. "WE ARE SURROUNDED!" I screeched. Well, I could have set off a bomb in the middle of the parking lot. Everyone stood up. "WHAT?" Everyone yelled.

"Cassidy…" Peter's voice was reproachful. I usually never cursed like that.

"Sedans, Erasers, whitecoats, everywhere," I shortened. "LAS GOMAS ARE ATTACKING! LAS GOMAS ARE ATTACKING!" I jumped off the table and onto Jeremie's bed, scaring the life out of our joking comedian.

"Like in your books," Ulrich asked. Not the ones I've written the ones I've read.

"Yes!"

"We can't run for it," Odd panicked.

I frantically nodded. "Do I need to draw you a picture, Ninja-Cat-Boy? We're freaking surrounded!"

Yumi went up and shook me. "WHAT ARE WE GOING TO DO?"

"How the hell should I know," I seethed. "I never fought them before. I've only read about them. Now stop shaking me or I'll die!"

Yumi did. I recovered. Pushing the window open, I looked down to see that the sedans were still there.

I got off the table gently when…"Cassidy, you better think of a way to get us out of here right now, or you'll never see the light of day again!" Ulrich neared me.

Peter got in between him and me. "Lay off my girl, Samurai!" he used the nickname I came up for him.

"And death threats, Ulrich, really? Is that all you can do? Plus killing me just proves you are an Eraser!" I couldn't help it, but I smirked.

"Then what do we do?" Yumi was looking from the door to me, repeating the cycle over and over.

"We fight!" Jeremie, who sat down on his bed, stood up.

That sent me into deep panic mode. Jeremie had no idea what kind of creatures we were dealing with. "NO! A human vs. an ERASER is no good at all! Humans lose hands-down! A bird-kid vs. an ERASER however…"

"We don't have wings, or air sacs, or whatever!" Odd inputted.

I ignored it. "…it is either bird-kid wins or ERASER wins."

"So it's an either or, right?" Ulrich asked.

A twinkly voice, sort of an "I can make you fall off a cliff" voice, filtered through the door. "Where are you kiddies? I have a hefty surprise for you!"

"Don't trust them! They will make you do anything with the sound of their voice." I slanted my eyebrows. I hoped they would understand.

We didn't have enough time when I heard—who I thought was our hero—Jim's voice filtering, gruff and angry. "What's going on here?"

~~~~~~~~~~~~~ (I didn't know what was being said there)

"Well, you have no business surrounding the dorms especially at 1:00 in the afternoon!" Our hero cheers, cheers. My heart heated up in joy. My stomach did some joyous flips. Our ticket out of here was just outside the door.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ (Click/cock)

"I don't care if you were the president of Tanzania; you get out of here or face the wrath of Jimbo!" He roared. Can I say "our hero" once again? We did it! By allowing us to remain where we were I could guarantee we can get saved! Cheers, cheers, once again. We did it.

~~~~~~~~~~~ (BAM)

Oh, my goodness. Jim!

My heart stopped doing the conga with my lungs and my stomach flopped.

Peter started to get this panicked look in his eyes. In this world, Jim was Peter's uncle.

Yumi made a move to go to the door, but I grabbed her arm. "No! They will get you too!" I couldn't stand to see one of my friends die.

I didn't want us to go down like Jim did. Poor Jim mope, weep! We were trapped in Jeremie's room with Erasers and whitecoats around the outside of the door, and thirteen black sedans outside the dorm entrance. Who knows who has the ventilation system? Wait a minute. THE VENTS! They may act as our chance to escape.

It was so simple. Doi, Cassidy, doi! You know that the vents helped Ulrich and Yumi when Peter did some funny thing to William on Lyoko, DUH, Cassidy, duh!

"Guys, the vents," I whispered loudly. "Come on!"

We, one-at-a-time, went inside the vents underneath Jeremie's table, being as quiet as can be.

(CRASH)

The Erasers went through Jeremie's door. Since Jeremie's vents had a string, we were able to shut the grate before they crashed in.

After we were clear of Jeremie's room, I realized that we were right near Sissi's room. "Well, something bad is going on!" Sissi was talking to someone on her cell. It wasn't Peter, I could tell. A long pause, then—"No, Daddy, Jim is not around the girls' dorms. It feels like a lockdown, because we can't get out. My dear Peter—" Jeez, gag me with a spoon so I could die right away; She better stay away from him; he does not even like her—"is probably not safe!"—Got that right!—"We need to be rid of the black sedans right away!"~~~~~~~~~~

We went further into the ventilation system until fresh air hit our noses. Clean, sweet, fresh air it was!

We then pushed the grate to the ground. Noisy thing it was. It fell to the ground with a CLANG!

Well, the sedans heard that (if they had an ear that is); because as soon as the rest of us got out, and some of us dusted off our clothes, they surrounded us, making our arms raise to the sky. "Do you have any other good ideas, Cassidy?" Ulrich seethed to me.

"Let's think! We are surrounded outside with about half of thirteen black sedans, and we dusted some of our clothes off. We are with two smart kids—Aelita and Jeremie—and a kid that dwelled into you all's history without meaning to—me. We are also with a used-to-be comp. virus-turned-human—XANA—a girl who wears black but isn't a Goth nor a Chinese girl—Yumi. Another thing, we are with a boy with big dreams for the rich-and-famous—Odd—and a boy who likes to impress his father by playing soccer—that's you Ulrich!" I listed. "Peter is here, too. What do you think we should do?" I couldn't help it. He could help with a strategy.

"We do nothing!"

"Is that your plan?" I yelled, putting my arms down for a little bit. "We came all this way and you suggest that we do nothing?" My voice mixed a little bit of Yumi's voice and growled.

We might as well tease a grown grizzly bear, because this was one of the worst days of our lives.

"Cut it out, guys!" Peter got in between us again.

"You know this isn't helping," Aelita panicked.

I turned to her. "Ulrich started it!" Okay, I may act childish when panicked.

"This really isn't helping!" Jeremie started to sweat. He didn't—well we didn't—know what to do. Poor Jeremie. I take pity on him.

One of the sedan doors opened, and I didn't know anything else as I passed out.