So, welcome back. I'd like to thank Roselene Ersa for her constant and helpful reviews. I'd also like to ask all you guys to review, please. Anything from "Nice story" to constructive criticism is welcome and encouraged. It takes like 10-20 seconds to do a simple thing that boosts my self-esteem.

Anyways, this is a nice, long chapter to make up for the stale one prior. This is where shit hits the fan. None of you will see this coming.

Chapter 4-Boom boom, shake the school

President of the United States POV

"Mr. President, you need to wake up."

A secret service agent was shaking me with one hand, another on his earpiece.

I groaned and looked at the clock. It was still 2:30 am. "What is it?" I asked him angrily, "Unless someone's getting nuked, let me get at least four hours of sleep."

He shook me harder. "That is the case, sir. Someone is hijacking our nuclear missile system, and is almost in!"

I sat bolt upright and leaped out of bed. The agent gestured towards the door. "We need you in the bunker; your fingerprints should lock down the system."

As we bolted down the hallway, other SS agents joining us as we walked. The first agent, who's name I had remembered as John, briefed me on the situation:

"The entity has gotten through eight of the dozen layers of protection in the system. It's been at it for an hour-"

"That much in an hour!? Nothing short of a supercomputer could pull that off. And why wasn't I told until now?"

"You've been up for thirty-six consecutive hours and your doctor advised you get some sleep. We didn't wake you until absolutely necessary. As for the thing that's hacking the system, a super computer or a super program is likely to be doing it. It isn't even possible to type the necessary code in that time, let alone simultaneously think."

We arrived at the bunker; it was where I should be in any state of emergency, including right now. All our tech people where typing away, no doubt trying to counter the intruding entity. John gestured towards the scanning module on the desk. I began the process that would prove to the computer that I was indeed the President; hand scan, retinal scan, voice verification via code, and DNA check. With a satisfying beep, the module turned green.

"There we go," said John, smiling. "That scan should override the system and force a lock down. Now we just need to-"

But all of the sudden, multiple things happened at once. Computers exploded, rendering their users unconscious and injured. Several screens did the same, causing the agents to go down as well. John shielded me with his own body before falling to the ground. Then the lights went out.

The massive screen at the front of the room, which had not been destroyed, showed an insignia. It was circles around circles, and lines around the outer ones. Then the screen switched to a map of France. It showed nukes hitting the countryside, covering an area that would scar an eighth of the country, something that would surely piss of every other country in the world. But why the countryside? If I would do something as maniacal as this, my first target would, surely, be Paris, not a sparsely populated area like the one shown.

But before I could think about it more, the hard metallic butt of a handgun hit me on the back of the head. The last thing I saw before passing out was John, holding the gun, with that same insignia on white eyeballs.

Jeremy POV

It's been an entire day since I've been sick. I wasn't surprised; after all, I had been sleeping about four hours each night and barely eating. Right now, I was sitting up in one of the sick beds, watching the news. The nurse restricted me from using my laptop, but put on the television to keep me from getting bored. With my laptop in her desk, the telly was the only way I could see what XANA might be up to. I knew that what he was going to do this time was going to be headline news. The only thing I could do was wait. It had occurred to me that I wouldn't be at the supercomputer to help if XANA showed up today. I taught Ulrich how to do the start-up and return to the past, but only I could resupply ammo, guide them, and spawn vehicles. We where screwed if XANA decided to attack today.

An alarm interrupted my train of thought; the television went black and the words "nuclear attack in your area" flashed onto the screen.

Shit.

XANA was going all out this time around. A map of France showed a rough circle of where the fifty-seven incoming nukes would land and spread, becoming a nuclear mess in less than thirty minutes. What was worse was that Kadic was in the center. I got up, but the nurse, who was sitting at her desk, pushed me back onto the bed. She was about to say something when she saw the warning. The nurse leaped out of the room, screaming about Armageddon and the end of the world.

I heard a thud, a "sorry", and footsteps approaching the door. Jax poked his head into the room. "Hey Jeremy. I heard you where sick, and just wanted to make sure you weren't dead."

I was about to tell him I was fine when idea came to mind, something that would require Jax's help.

"Hey, Jax?" I asked, gesturing towards the television, "have you seen this yet?" He looked at the TV in front of me, then cursed furiously in English. So he was a native English speaker. "That is not good," he whispered "unless we get a plane out were screwed. Nothing can escape that coverage area on land in time."

I realized that he was right. Even if the roads where straight, It would take an hour and a half in a race car to avoid the splash effect.

"We need to get underground," I told him, hoping that my plan would work. "I know a place where we might avoid the blast."

We arrived at the sewer entrance just off campus in ten minutes. I had coughed the entire way and Jax supported me. The two of us climbed down the ladder and reached the tunnel. I grabbed my scooter, but realized that Jax had no transport other than his own two feet. "It's quite a ways to the factory. You don't have to come if you don't want."

"I'll run, it's okay."

And he did. I was only just able to stay in front of him, not only was he fast, but he maintained his speed until we got to the elevator. The two of us descended into the scanning room where all the others where.

"There you are, Jeremy," said Yumi "we've got about ten minutes until the nukes hit. Could you run the vir-" She stopped when she saw Jax. Everyone else stared at him as well. It was a full minute until I spoke up.

"Guys, this is a big one. We need help, all the help we can get. Jax seems like a trustworthy guy and I think he could help."

More silence.

I looked at my watch. The timer I set earlier counted eight minutes. We needed to act, and fast. "Look," I said, loosing my patience, "Let's vote. Who thinks we should virtualize Jax?"

My hand shot up, as well as Ulrich's. Then the others put their hands up as well. I didn't think that anyone would agree, let alone get a unanimous vote. I took the elevator up to the supercomputer to run the virtualization, thinking if I had made the right choice.

So, Jax is officially a Lyoko Warrior. Next chapter we get to see if he doesn't get devirtualized within the first ten seconds.

And now, faithful readers, you get to choose what weapon Jax wields.

Here are some tips and rules:

1. NO GUNS. Soooooo many OC's in other stories already did stuff like that, and I kinda want to do something different.

2. Maximum two weapons and a single activateable power that compliments.

3. Surprise me like how Krieg surprised Borderlands players. Add something different

4. Use your imagination. Get a cardboard box and make rainbows with your hands if you need to. (Spongebob reference)

See you next update!

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