Disclaimer: I do not own Code: Lyoko...that is WAY too much responsibility for me to handle right now...maybe tomorrow...
A/N: Alright, that's out of the way. This is my first fanfic and I will post new chapters after I have recieved five reviews. Please Read and Review, or else rabid dust bunnies will attack you whenever you sneeze.
RING, RING, RING, RI…"Hello?"
"Yes, this is Gary Lerath, and I'm calling about my son, Damon."
"Ah, Mr. Lerath, is there a problem with your son starting school at Kadic Academy today?"
"Yes, he went to the school early this morning, to check it out, and promised to call us at six thirty to let us know that he's alright and it's now seven and we're worried."
"Does he have a history of being late about anything?"
"No, in fact he's always early…that's why we're worried."
"Can you give me a description of Damon?"
"Yes, he has black hair, tipped red, that he ties into a ponytail with the bangs framing his face; brown eyes; a white t-shirt; black cargo pants; and black combat boots."
"Thank you, we'll make sure to keep a lookout for him, why don't you try calling the police as well."
"Already have Principal Delmas."
"We'll call you if we find him."
"Thanks."
"You're welcome."
Earlier that morning
Damon was walking around the campus listening to "Iron Man" on his red Zune, when he was confronted by a boy with brown hair, wearing an open olive button-up shirt over a tannish-green t-shirt.
"Hello, who are you," Damon inquired the boy.
"Give…Me…The…A.I.," demanded this strange boy in a voice that was too deep for him.
"What A.I.? All I have is my cell phone and my Zune," responded Damon cautiously.
The boy's eyes flashed with a weird looking eye symbol that had a dot at its center with two rings going outward and on the outer ring were lines extending outward in similar positions to a peace sign.
"Give…Me…The…A.I.," demanded the boy lunging for the Zune.
"Well you can't have this," Damon responded with a matadoran maneuver, "My grandfather gave this to me shortly before he died!"
At that time another boy, looking just like the first, walked by. Seeing what was going on, he pulled out his cell phone and called someone.
"Hello," said the other person.
"XANA is attacking someone in the soccer field Odd. Get your butt down here!"
"Alright, Ulrich. I'll be down there in a minute," Odd said sounding more alert.
Ulrich put away his phone and proceeded to help out this kid in trouble.
"Give…Me…The…A.I….NOW!" exclaimed the Ulrich look-alike.
"Crud, now there are two of you," proclaimed Damon, seeing this newcomer running up.
"Hey, I'm here to help," exclaimed Ulrich giving his look-alike a roundhouse kick that would have knocked out ordinary humans.
Then again, this wasn't an ordinary human.
"What is he after," asked Ulrich as his clone stood up.
"He said he's after an A.I. then he lunged at my Zune," proclaimed Damon frantically to this stranger.
"XANA, what are you up to," Ulrich thought to himself.
Damon, being distracted, never saw the punch that knocked him out, nor did he see Ulrich pick up his Zune before the his look-alike noticed.
Seeing futility in trying to leave with just his prize, the clone-that Ulrich recognized as XANA-decided to take the now unconscious boy with him. He picked up Damon and left before Ulrich could follow.
With perfect timing a shortish blonde boy with a purple streak in his hair wearing a purple shirt, purple pants, and yellow shoes came running up and saw XANA's exit.
"Man, I missed it," groaned the boy.
"Yeah you did Odd," said Ulrich," but at least XANA didn't get what he was looking for."
"If that kid isn't what he came here for then what is," asked Odd.
"This," answered Ulrich pulling out the red Zune.
"Guess XANA was wanting to get his groove thing on," joked Odd.
"This is serious," said Ulrich, "Let's get this to Jeremie."
And with that Ulrich and Odd set off on their way back to the dorms to find out what XANA was up to.
