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Retribution

Chapter I

Transformation

Night had just fallen over Kadic Junior High. All was relatively quiet, considering Odd had his usual bout of insomnia and was trying to shoot rubber bands through Sissy's window. A rustling in the bushes. Odd turns around. Serpentine creatures spring forth from the forest, fangs gleaming in pearlescent white and saliva gushing from their maws in the moonlight. It became painfully obvious to Mr. Della Robbia that X.A.N.A. was watching way too much Inuyasha. Of course, Odd ran, screaming "JEREMY!" in the most pathetic way possible. In her room, Sissy heard the magenta-haired boy's cries and thought to herself, "I always knew that dork was gay."

Ulrich was out for a midnight stroll. He couldn't help thinking that, other than fighting X.A.N.A., his life had no purpose, no direction. What would be left of his life once X.A.N.A. was defeated? Why continue living? At least, that's what he was thinking before Odd came running to him in pink bunny pyjamas yelling "RUUUUUUNNNNNN!" Ulrich pivoted on his right heel to take a quick glance at what Odd was running from, believing it to be something relatively harmless or Yumi in a bad mood. In that instant, his eyes grew wide in terror as he was engulfed by X.A.N.A.'s demons. For an eternity it seemed, the pain was unrelenting, burning through the fibre of Ulrich's very being. Then, something in his soul ignited. The warrior spirit that lay dormant for years had awakened and began to siphon whatever mystical energies it could from its captors. A burst of crimson light exploded from the forest canopy as Ulrich merged with the demonic power drained from X.A.N.A.'s monsters. Ulrich did not look human anymore. A flaming skull stood where brown hair and a face aged by battle used to be. Black leather replaced khaki shorts and a white T-shirt to form a biker outfit. An ebon chain flowed continuously around him, claiming him as its lord and master. A motorcycle, black as the darkest night with discs of hellfire acting in place of wheels emerged from the woods and swerved to its master's side. Ulrich began to panic, not knowing how it happened or what would become of him from this point. He stopped just then, as the sound of another motorcycle started to get louder in the distance…