Hey. I know that there are a lot of these type of Fanfics out there, but I just wanted to try my hand at it. Hopefully, it won't be as..."special" as some other fictions that have gone horribly wrong.
Enjoy. :)
They couldn't really help but stare. Sure they had seen it a few hundred times during their life at Kadic. Whether they stared out of horror, disgust, amazement, humor, no one was quite sure. All they knew was that as much as some of them wanted to look away, they couldn't. As much as some of them wanted to record this to show future generations the sight before them, they didn't.
It was sloppy joe day at the cafeteria, and Odd was going for the record. The record being, set by him of course, a whopping 27 burgers, with drink and side dishes.
Yumi's mouth hung slightly agape, a small vein twitching above her eye as Odd shoved number 18 down his gullet. At the start of 19, Ulrich leaned over to Jeremie and whispered "I think I saw this on animal planet once." Aelita simply just tried to not let her already eaten lunch make a reappearance.
Some time around number 23, a slow chant of "Odd, Odd, Odd" rose up among the gathered students, the entire student body having gathered to watch the amazement. A cheer broke out as the 28th burger was swallowed effortlessly. Odd rose from his seat to face his adoring fans and gave a sweeping bow. He rose from his bow to find Sissi frozen in disgust holding a tray of food. Odd looked from girl to tray, then back to girl, then back to tray. "Hey, you gonna eat that?" That seemed to wake her up. Losing her appetite rather quickly, Sissi merely tossed the tray to Odd and stalked off with only a passing "FREAK!" in Odd's direction.
Odd polished off his 29th burger of the day before turning to the shocked and disgusted faces of his life long friends and comrades. "What? I got something on my face?"
Ulrich broke the silence "Odd, that was the single most disgusting, horrifying thing I have ever, and will ever witness in my life. You going to break it again next week?"
"Yeah sure. Hey, Aelita? You're lookin a bit green. You okay?" Odd asked quickly. All attention turned to the girl. She was too nauseous to be embarassed, a far-off look told them all they needed to know. Jeremie hopped up from his seat and placed a hand on the pinkette's shoulder. "I'll walk you to the nurse's office if you like." Aelita turned foggy eyes in his direction. She seemed to concentrate hard for a few seconds before answering him. "I think I just need to lie down for a second. I don't..." at this she looked down at the table and spied Yumi's un-eaten sloppy joe. She placed a hand over her mouth, holding back the rising tides "...feel so good." Without a second word, Jeremie walked her off, most likely to her room. Despite being sick, whenever Aelita decided something, it was decided. She had said no nurse's office, that meant she wasn't going to be seeing the nurse today.
Odd watched them leave. He pitied how she was feeling. He hadn't always had a cast-iron stomach and remembered those faithful nights when dad's meatloaf had gone sour. He could still remember the shrieks of Adellie, his sister, as he painted the tiles of the kitchen floor with new and amazing colors and textures.
"Poor Aelita, wonder what's gotten her so sick." the melancholy tone contrasting with the joy of the newly broken record. He turned to look at Ulrich and Yumi who had both fixed him with a look he couldn't quite decipher. They seemed to be saying "did you really just say that". The look continued and Odd felt like he was missing something
"... What?"
The door clicked shut softly, like it was trying to be as quiet as it could for Aelita. She stumbled her way in to her room, insisted she didn't need any help, threw off her shoes, "YES jeremie, I don't need any help", collapsed on the bed, and answered Jeremies final offer of help with a loud nasally snore.
Jeremie chuckled to himself. Yep, he loved her. He just hoped she knew that, because his recent attempts to convey that sentiment showed he wouldn't be saying anything anytime soon. He shook off the notion and headed toward his room, intent on checking the super computer. X.A.N.A had been very quiet recently, just a bit too quiet. With every day, Jeremie's fears grew worse, waiting for some hideous indestructable monstrocity of X.A.N.A's creation killing them in their sleep.
As he entered his room, he wondered for probably the millionth time if all the computers were really within school regulations. Sure, Jim had come by to check his room once. The rotund gym teacher had gaped, appearing remarkably like a fish, before closing the door, and marching off. But that didn't mean that it was completely within the guidelines of Kadic.
As Jeremie sat down, a ping signaled that his web cam had become active. He adjusted his glasses as he looked from the screen to the small device atop his monitor. As he was about to investigate the occurence, a message box appeared on his screen.
-Jeremie Belpois
... -Yes?
-Assistance is needed. The presence of you and your team is required at the factory.
-Who is this?
-This world and my life are in great peril and you and your colleagues may be the only chance to negate this threat
-I still need to know who you are.
-We may have rivaled each other for some time now but I believe that at least a temporary truce is in order, as we now have a common enemy
-Can you please answer at least on of my questions? Who are YOU?
-I am X.A.N.A.
The message box disappeared. Jeremie stared at the screen, information processing and loading, and downloading, all behind the thick rims of his glasses. Warning sounds emitting from his backpack foretold of the long awaited attack. Flipping open the computer, Jeremie couldn't believe his eyes. 15 towers active. He sent a message to everyone, as he sprinted head long down the hallway. This was definitely not a good day.
The campus passed by in a blur. Then trees. He had this way memorized. It was ingrained in his brain. He arrived as Ulrich dropped down the manhole, Yumi next in line. "Whats he up to now Jeremie?" Yumi asked as she scaled down the ladder. Years of doing this job had enabled them to talk while running full speed.
"15 towers active." Was all Jeremie said. It was all he really had to say. He pushed harder on the ground, speeding his scooter faster, just a little faster, to get there sooner, before the world fell down around their ears. By Ulrich's shocked explicitive, he also knew the magnitude of this attack. X.A.N.A had never attempted anything like this. Whatever it is, it's big.
Jeremie's mind is so far ahead that by the time he takes stock of his surroundings, he's in the elevator. He hops out as the elevator stops at the controls. "You guys go on down. I'll set up the virtualisation." The elevator clanged shut with the familiar sizzle of electricity. Jeremie spun and sprinted toward his chair... then stopped dead. There was someone in his chair. There was a rather tall, rather old someone in his chair. And Jeremie wasn't sure he wanted to meet this someone. However, that wasn't the blond genius's choice to make
The chair swiveled to show a man that Jeremie had never seen in his entire life. However, Just because he had never seen him, did not mean he did not know who he was. How could he not know the man he'd been fighting for four years three months eleven days.
X.A.N.A
So... What'd you think. Hopefully, it'll get better. I take criticisms just as well as compliments. I completely ignore flames so they'd just be a waste of your time.
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