This is a story is a remake of the story Just a ghost in me, by Icesythe. Icesythe has given me full permission to write this and basically take over his incompleted story, he has no time to complete. Without further ado, I give you my latest story, Ten Years Later.
Disclaimer: I do not own code lyoko or any characters, blah blah. We know.


Bum bum, Bum bum, Bum bum, Bum bum, Bum bum, Bum bum, Bum bum. That hideous sound kept ringing in her ears and it seemed like it would it ever cease.

"NO!" She shrieked then looked at the land around her and then her own body. "It couldn't be" she said to herself in fear..." She was on Lyoko But how? 'Bum bum, Bum bum, Bum bum, Bum bum.'

The horrible pulsations throbbed first in her head then spread to the rest of her body. She began breathing heavily, each pulsation seeming to threaten the soundness of her program as she felt the tremors in her own body as they were increasing in intensity. She swore she could sense xana around her.

Then she ran. She didn't know where or why but anything was better than those terrible pulsations like the heartbeat of some ancient demon awakening after an years of slumber. She could feel him everywhere. The desert, The ice, the forest , and mountains. She ran and ran and ran but it was in vain.

"How?" She asked, "We shut down xana ten years ago, I watched as Ulrich deeply pierced his side. That ungodly specter fall to the virtual ground in the desert sector, and then the very monsters that he once controlled attacked him."

She shuttered. It was a sickening sight to behold as the monster of Lyoko fell once and for all at the very hand of his own creations. Xana paid a high price for leaving the super computer. He could no longer hide in his sector from the aftermath and it meant the end of him. Or that was what they thought. How could he be back. Resurrected once again to threaten all life on the planet and possibly the universe.

Suddenly she stopped. She had come to the edge of the land and stared down at the digital void below her. Turning her face she became sick. What she saw made her usual light heart stop. An entire army of xana's monsters were right there behind her. An impassable wall of Mega tanks, Tarantulas, blocks hornets, crabs, everything she had ever faced. She began calling out for him

"Jeremie, Jeremie!" she yelled expecting him to come and save any second now, but nothing.

Fear swept over her as it had never before in either of her lives, real or virtual. At the same time the creatures began to fire. She dodged the first few bit there were hundreds. She felt the lasers sting and burn, it wasn't a new lyoko sensation, but one she had become accustomed to in the real world pain.

A mega tank's blast hit her and she felt herself slide out into the Digital void all the while yelling. "JEREMIE!"

Suddenly Aelita sat up in bed covered in a cold sweat. Breathing like she had just finished a marathon. Her eyes were filled with tears and for once she was glad to see Jeremie's portrait of Albert Einstein on the bedroom wall with the little light produced by the lightning outside. It was all she had left of him after that fateful battle ten years ago.

"Oh ...God," she panted, " It was just a dream." She put her hands on her temples and shook her head trying to shake those terrible dreams but nothing worked. It was just so real. There was another flash of lighting followed by the deafening crack of thunder. Rain beat upon her single window like a storm from xana himself. He was dead and yet he was still haunting her. Aelita sat on the bed for a few moments gathering her bearings as the thunder and lightning danced a waltz of sound and light about her dark room.

" Well I guess there's no better than the present," She thought running her hands over her short pink hair and placing her feet on the hardwood floor. Her pajamas were a two piece long sleeved button up shirt and pants with a blue stripe down either leg. The cold bit into her feet until she slipped on some pink furry flippers and switched on her computer.

It was a large machine with three monitors and two hard drives to process it all place on the floor under and about the desk. As it booted up the fans made a loud whirling noise before settling down as the monitors flickered on. On the center monitor was a picture of her and Jeremie. They were both smiling and had their arms around each other and Jeremie was blushing. Aelita cracked a weak smile as she entered ninety seven characters for her password to open her uplink to lyoko. She remembered those days so well all the fun they had together the old gang. However she was startled out of the past by the sudden wave of information that flooded her monitor.

" Now is as good a time as any,"she said to herself as she cracked her knuckles and began furiously typing on the black keyboard. She watched as strings of binary flooded the monitor. She worked for what seemed like hours bypassing one security system after another before it was disrupted.

A huge blast of thunder cracked just outside of her window. Aelita felt her internal organs jarred about inside. She thought that the window in front of her would shatter, but thank god it didn't. Quickly she looked up from her monitor and out of her window only to see the damage that this storm was doing and then came a huge wave of darkness as the electricity began to flicker in the building.

"Dammit not now!" she cursed, " I'm so close!" she began typing like a woman possessed typing to beat the rolling blackout before it hit her power grid. After much pounding on the keyboard she finally did it, but as the city's network interface screen came up there was a sudden darkness and her monoter flickered and...and... everything went black. Aelita could hear the fans on the hard drives slowly spinning to a stop. Resting her head on her desk she took a deep breathe to calm herself.

" Get some sleep Aelita, check it tomorrow," she said to herself as she spun her chair around facing her bed. She walked across her room and sat on her bed, then looked at the pictures on her dresser. She saw the picture that Odd had drawn of everyone for Jeremie's birthday ten years ago. Aelita inherited that and kept it with her whenever she left. She hadn't seen anyone in ten years. Not Odd, not Ulrich, or Yumi. Pulling the blanket up to her neck she placed her left arm under her pillow and one over it to get her head comfortable, and didn't realize how tired she was until she woke up the next morning.