DISCLAIMER: I do not own Code Lyoko, I make no money/profits, from the characters, merchandise, or the show it's self…

Warning: Soon to be YAOI, adult themes, cursing, attempted suicide, character bashing, and a twist nobody is expecting... hehe

NOTE: This story is placed later in the series, so the ages are different... ok, let me try to get this right, Ulrich (16), Yumi (17), Jeremie (16), and Odd (15)... ok now we can start! (There in grade 8th grade, but Yumi is in high school, but sees them everyday, after school... (And in this story, they have been going to Kadic College, since 6th grade... if they haven't already)

NOTE: Flames will be use to roast S'mores! EVERYBODY GOOD GETS ONE!

"Talking"

'Thinking'

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Odd's eyes surveyed of the man that had just walked into the room. He had a snake-like slender body- his shoulders were sharp, as was his chin. His hair; which he wore in a long ponytail, was a vivid black that seemed to bounce when he walked. His nails were sharp- as were his blood red eyes. They seemed to piece into Odd's soul, and it made him remember the pain he'd forgotten about one moment ago.

That's when Odd noticed the thing that changed his perspective on the strange man. There was a faint mark on his forehead. A circle with another shaded circle in the middle; with three arms reaching down and one arm up. It was red- it was familiar. It was Xana…

"Yo-You! You're him!" Odd cried in a panic. "Why did you bring me here! What kind of sick joke is this? And why are they here!"

The man merely smirked at his confusion. This angered Odd even more- and he picked up the vase on the small table next to his bed; and flung it at the Xana's head.

Alexandre watched as the flower vase spun towards his master's head – he also watched as Odd's face went from angry to shocked as the vase burst into thousands of pieces when it was inches from his master's face.

"Alexandre, Thomas, Yannick. Please leave me and our guest alone for a few minutes." Xana said in a voice that left no room for question.

Odd watched as the only three things he was familiar with in the whole room- bowed and left. His eyes scan over the tall man. He had to be at lease a couple inches short of 6 ft. He walked over in a style that made Odd think he would break in half if he walked any faster. His delicate robes brushed against the floor in a soft hush as he walked.

"Odd." Xana said as he sat in the armchair beside the desk- facing the window behind Odd's bed. "The name suits you- your parents were at least intelligent enough to pick a name that suits your personality."

"Why am I here Xana! What do you want with me anyway? If you wanted Aelita you should have kidnapped Jeremie." Odd said with venom dripping from every word.

"Odd- if you want to live any longer, you won't speak that name in this house again!" Xana exclaimed- beyond pissed. After he calmed down a bit he continued. "You here because I did not want to see you die. Not when you are so promising. You're smart Odd- smarter then most. You should be reduced by your world so much that you wish yourself here. That's why I saved your life, you deserve more then you're given."

Odd stared at his hands. He didn't want to hear this- he didn't want Xana lying to him like this. He should know better then to think that Xana would care. False hope- that's all this was is false hope. Xana didn't care- no one did.

Xana saw the thoughts running through Odd's eyes. And it hurt to see the world he wished to protect do such a thing to such a young boy. He had no hope left; no faith left in the world and all it does. Why? Why would anything scar a child like this?

"Odd- I'll have Alexandre bring you some robes. That all we wear here, no pants; and their not like bathing robes. There more like… like roman robes almost. What color would you prefer?" Odd didn't say anything- just stared at his hands some more. "Black it is then. You do look good in black- I think that's what caught Thomas's attention was your wardrobe."

Odd looked up as he finally heard the door close. 'I didn't think Xana had a body like Aelita did. And what did he mean by "caught Thomas's attention?" I befriend them- they didn't befriend me. And why are they here!'

"Odd?" He looked up at Alexandre; who stood at the end of the bed holding the black robes Xana said he would send. "Do you think you can put these on by yourself? They are rather complicated."

"I think I can handle it." Odd said as he stood up and took the robes from Alexandre's hands.

Alexandre smiled and turned to leave- turning around at the door for a moment. "Xana wants to speak to you once you're dressed. Odd- please give this a chance. Despite what you think- and what she's told you… he wants to help Odd. We- he saved your life and that should be enough to give him a chance."

Odd watched as he left. 'I refuse to give that monster a chance! It's his fault I'm still fucking alive! I wanted to die damnit! HE should have just let me die! And I don't care how much you think he wants to help Alex- he wants me dead. He always has and always will. All because I want to save our world from him! Damn the irony of life! I want to die- and I live! I want to be loved- and I get hated. It's like having 1,000 spoons when all I need is a knife. I hate life. I hate it. I hate life, Xana, Aelita, Lyoko, my parents, my old friends… and myself. Everything would be better it I was dead… I wish I was dead!'

A few minutes later Yannick came in to see if he'd managed the robe well enough. Which he had thankfully. He followed Yannick to a large office/library, with such a myriad of books that it hurt his head to look at them. There had to be thousands- hundreds of thousands. The library itself was large and had an old English style to it- including the metal spiral staircase that allowed access to the higher levels of the library.

Xana was sitting at a large oak desk- reading something- looked like 'Hamlet'. On his desk papers were scattered and his feather pen sat in the ink jar. A human skull sat on the edge- and a birdcage containing a raven on the other.

'What is he trying to do? Cross Hamlet with Edgar Allen Poe?' Odd thought. He looked at Xana until he looked at him. And strange enough- when Xana did look up he gave Odd the gentlest smile Odd had ever seen. He looked at the floor to try to avoid returning it however.

"Do sit down Odd. We have much to discuss." He said and gestured to the leather chair across from his desk. Yannick took that as his cue to go- and again Odd was alone with the one person he'd hoped he never meet face to face.

"Odd… Despite what you think, what you've been told, and what you know. I am not the bad guy Odd. I know just by me saying it you're not going to believe me. Why should you? After all that wrenched woman has made you believe about me." Xana paused and removed the small reading glasses from the bridge of his nose. "I know your confused Odd. But I could let you do what you were going to do early yesterday. Honestly- of all the people you loved and trusted. Which ones cared enough to remember the little things? None of them did Odd. None of them remembered like I did."

Odd stared at his hands again. They seemed so interesting- maybe because the last thing he said- the last part of his words were true. Xana remembered his birthday. He remembered every little thing. And the messages he sent when Odd felt like he wanted to die; he couldn't deny they had made him feel better. And Xana's messages had kept this from happening a lot sooner.

"Odd… You keep asking why Alexandre, Yannick and Thomas are here… So I'm going to tell you alright? But you must not use this as a motive to hate them. I don't think they could take that seeing as you mean so much to them now. Especially Alexandre- he sees you as a brother."

Odd merely nodded in acknowledgement. He didn't think he could hate them anyway. Besides the messages- those three were the only people he could turn to. They were his new life- and he wasn't complaining.

Xana smiled again- and continued once more. "Alexandre was my second 'creation' to make it out of Lyoko. I sent him to your school to watch Yumi, Ulrich, Jeremie, and you. Once the job became too much for him, I created Thomas- and then Yannick. They are just like you- except they can die here in Lyoko. Just like the monster's that Aelita's created."