Discalimer: I don't own Code Lyoko.
A/N. I want you all to know this. THIS STORY IS PRIMARILY AELITAXJEREMIE!
Aelita sighed as Mrs. Hertz continued her lecture. Normally she would be paying more attention, but she couldn't wait until the evening. It was Friday and in the evening Jeremie would be taking her to the movies. After Jeremie got out of the hospital, Aelita and Jeremie became the center of many gossipers attention (usually girls). They were thought of as "so cute" and whatever else the "Giggling Squad" (as the Lyoko gang had named them) came up with. Thankfully, after Jeremie's injury healed up, the giggles were heard less and less often, until the gossipers found something else to talk about.
Aelita then remembered Tom; there was something not right about that servant of Xana. He was TOO much like Xana. It was as though Xana had brainwashed him somehow. Then there was him firing an energy blast at Odd and then disappearing. Jeremie was sure that it must have been a random gesture, but Aelita wasn't sure. Odd began to act different than what he normally acted. Aelita wasn't sure how, but Odd seemed to remind her of Tom of all people. Aelita shook here head. She was probably just over thinking.
Code Lyoko
After Mrs. Hertz's class finally ended, the Lyoko gang hung out for a bit in Jeremie's room. They had talked about trivial things like how hard homework was and how it took Yumi and Ulrich long enough to get together. Finally, after the sun had set, Aelita and Jeremie left to goto the movies and Ulrich and Yumi left to take a walk around the woods, leaving Odd alone with his thoughts.
For some reason Xana's symbol had appeared on the back of Odd's hand. Though he wasn't sure why, Odd had hidden it from everyone else. He had almost told Jeremie but something stopped him. Odd had opened the door ajar and peeked in Jeremie's room to find Jeremie and Aelita talking and laughing and he had stormed back to his Ulrich's room when it happened. Xana's symbol began to glow bright red and burn. Odd had cried out and started to worry what was happening to his hand when it stopped. Strangely, it began to glow and burn again at other times too. It was usually when Odd had gotten angry or upset, but it also did it when he was perfectly calm. What worried Odd the most was that he began to enjoy it. It felt like his hand contained great power and Odd found it exciting. What also worried Odd was his thoughts. It was as though some of his thoughts had come together and become another mind.
Odd shook his head. He ought to tell Jeremie about this; it probably was one of Xana's tricks.
"Why?" asked a thought in Odd's head, "So Jeremie can get rid of it and look good in front of Aelita and everyone else?"
"Since when have I worried about Jeremie looking good?" asked Odd mentally, "He's one of my best friends."
"Friends?" scoffed the dark thought, "You don't have any friends! Where are your friends now? They're off making out or whatever, leaving you alone."
"Shut up!" shouted Odd mentally, "Who are you?"
"I am your thoughts," said the dark presence louder than before, "I am you. I know what you want. What you crave. You make up pathetic jokes to impress people so they would be your friends. You've dated all the girls in your grade only to break up with them. Face it. You are still that sad little boy in the first grade without any friends."
"How do you know all this?" asked Odd in his mind, "I got over all this a long time ago. And I know I will find the right girl."
"I'm you Odd," said the dark presence, "I know everything about you. And as for 'right girl', we both know who she is. She's Aelita."
"Shut up," cried Odd mentally in anguish, "She's with Jeremie and both of them are my friends! And I'm happy for them."
"You're pathetic," replied the thoughts.
And with that they left momentarily, leaving Odd gasping for breath and his hand burning and glowing bright red.
With Xana
Xana chuckled so darkly that the Hitler himself would shiver in fear. Odd won't be able to fight for long. Xana had already infiltrated his mind; Odd would be one of the instruments in his plan. Xana smiled maliciously as he remembered the beginning of how he turned Tom into his servant. He thought of how brilliant it was that he killed Sarah.
A/N. Bet you never saw that coming did you? Xana is one evil monster. Sorry for the lateness and shortness of the chapter. I had writer's block. PLEASE REVIEW!
