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Fire!
The first thing Ulrich saw was his tennis shoes. He groaned, leaning out of the scanner feeling terrible. Ulrich rubbed his head and took a few seconds to orient himself. Okay, one. I was devirtualized, two. I'm in a scanner feeling really bad, three. The attack was mass possession…Juno! Ulrich mentally slapped himself awake, shrugging off the horrible feeling. He stumbled to the elevator and slammed the heel of his hand against the round red button. The elevator doors shut with a low grinding sound and the elevator lift jerked into an upwards movement. Ulrich leaned against the wall getting him together.
The doors of the computer lab opened with a hiss of steam revealing Jeremie with an intense look of concentration and determinations on his face. He typed a few keys while monitoring Odd and Aelita's progress.
"Jeremie, I'm going up." Ulrich reported, not stepping from the elevator.
"Why?" Jeremie replied distracted.
"How do you imagine Odd and I got to the factory?"
"I thought you guys just fought your way through." He sighed, watching Odd's life points drop by five. "You know, with the possessed everywhere and all coming at you guys specifically."
"Wrong." Ulrich replied firmly.
"What? What do you mean?" Jeremie was confused. The Lyoko team was always the target of Xana's attacks when they weren't on humans in general.
"I said wrong. Odd and I were the targets-"
"But you just said that you-" Jeremie interrupted.
"With Juno Lea." Ulrich sighed. "We didn't get to the factory by ourselves. Juno fought with us until we got to the manhole. And as long as she wasn't overpowered she is still fighting." At the mention of Juno, Jeremie goy silent. His fingers clenched. "What?" Ulrich asked.
"Juno. She's-she's just-" he snorted out of his nose. Ulrich got the idea they didn't particularly liked each other. Or, more like flint against steel. Sparks of hate.
"Well, I'm going to help her." He rolled his eyes. "Rivalry between you guys or not, Xana tried to poison Juno and then possess her. She didn't back down, so I'm helping." Jeremie turned back to the computer screen, obviously unnerved by Xana's actions. Ulrich elbowed the red button and the lift's doors closed and the cables started to tow the elevator up the shaft.
O-o-O-o-O
"Oi! Einstein! Tell us when Xana thinks it's funny to send William!" Odd shouted. He did a cartwheel avoiding the white Buster Blade the possessed boy held. Odd landed on both feet again and crouched holding his arm up, aiming at his controlled friend. "Laser Arrow!" Two arrows parted company with the rest in Odd's stock, one hitting its designated target on the arm and the other flying past his ear. Xana growled through William's mouth. The arrow hadn't been enough to temporarily devirtualize the possessed boy. Xana willed William's body to turn to smoke. The smog raced through the gap in Odd's legs.
"What the-" Odd exclaimed, attempting to turn in time to parry William's sword. The opportunity was lost, however, as Odd was suddenly grabbed below the armpits by the two small hands of Aelita. She lifted him into the air and out of danger. They tried to stay aloft, but slowly they started to sink lower and lower to the frost colored ground. Eventually they touched ground, not far from William. He growled.
"Aelita, we need to run, okay?" Odd shouted turning and firing laser arrow after laser arrow. But his own force of power was not strong enough to totally be a huge threat. They were in trouble…he just knew it.
O-o-O-o-O
When Ulrich finally made it to the school he saw a surprising sight. A ring of possessed circled around one area. Ulrich froze. Was Juno inside of it? He was soon answered.
A muffled cry rang in his ears as a possessed on the left side from his view of the group was slammed to his back by a black haired girl. Juno landed on his chest with bend knees before pushing off her right foot and sprinting. Something silver glinted in her left hand as her head whipped back to look at the group. Juno's braid swung back with the polished light green stone ring reflecting light in the late afternoon sun. Her breathing was heavy as she suddenly turned sharply and ran strait towards the woods. A twig snapped at Ulrich's left and he momentarily zoned out of the action and was painfully brought back.
"Uf!" Juno groaned as she collided with Ulrich. She rolled to her knees and rubbed her head. "Please, please tell me you haven't been here the entire time. If you were…" she staggered to her feet. Juno looked left and right for a few seconds before leaning over the base of a maple tree. Imbedded in the hard wood tree's base was a knife about the length from the tips of Ulrich's fingers to half of his wrist. Juno reached down and gripped the handle. In a smooth motion she pulled the knife out.
"No…Um-" Ulrich met her eyes only to look down again in within a few seconds. Juno's piercing gaze was impossible to look at for more than a few seconds. "I just got back here. I…" Ulrich couldn't think of anything to say. He rarely talked to anyone outside of the group without blanking every conversation.
"Whatever." Juno brushed off his lack of words and turned to go out of the woods. Then she blinked. "Duck."
What?" Ulrich asked, bewildered. Juno's eyes widened and she pushed Ulrich to the ground. She herself stood where Ulrich had been moments before. A long tree branch held by a rather large senior hit her in the side. Juno's breath escaped in a gasp. Juno sucked in a lungful of air as the senior pulled the branch back for another swing. There was no time for either teen to react as except for one motion. Juno turned her head far to look left before throwing her rotating her head right hard enough to give whiplash…to a normal human. The effect was her long braid swinging at a high velocity and hitting the possessed in the temple. Normally, that wouldn't hurt. With a jade rock at the end of her braid, the senior collapsed. Juno grabbed Ulrich's arm and pulled him to his feet.
"Uh…sorry about that." She said. Juno began walking to the school again but Ulrich grabbed her arm. "What?"
"Why do you have a knife?" Juno sighed before addressing his question.
"I learned that you don't necessarily have to knock them out, more like cause enough pain to short circuit their-" she stopped, realizing her choice of words. "The point is I'm cutting them in non-lethal areas and they collapse." Juno turned her head to Ulrich's disapproving gaze. She wrenched her arm out of Ulrich's grasp with a little too much force and leapt back into the fray.
I will never get her, will I?
O-o-O-o-O
"Ulrich, duck." By now, Ulrich had come to trust Juno's word…and when she told-no, ordered him to do something, he did it…or nearly get hit, punched, kicked, bashed…the list went on. Sure enough, the leg and foot of a possessed whooshed overhead, causing a few strands of hair to be unsettled by wind. Ulrich swept his fist up in a hard uppercut to the possessed. Juno had been right, as usual. The possessed did not require the effort or time to painstakingly knock out one without hurting him or her further. Every so often, Ulrich would come across possessed laying on the ground with gash or puncture wound somewhere on their arm.
Ulrich turned to his left as a fist whistled past his ear. He jabbed his arm back, hand curled in a tight fist, a buried it into the stomach of an eighth grader. Ulrich backed up as another possessed started to pressure him at his front, only to meet a rather solid feeling person behind him. From what he could tell, the person was about his height, slimmer, and leaner. He turned his head just as Juno turned hers.
"Nice positioning. Now we're stuck."
"How was I supposed to know you were there?" Ulrich answered back, getting more and more nervous as the possessed started to close in. On his left one came to close and Juno leapt out to the left and swiftly punched the possessed seventh grader on the mouth. With almost eagle-like agility, Juno jumped back into line with Ulrich. Ulrich, slightly less gracefully as the girl next to him would have been, shifted his weight to his left foot and kicked his right foot outwards. He pulled his leg back in quickly, even before his victim had fallen to the ground.
Ulrich heard a cry behind him a looked just as Juno fell to the ground, the back of her head bleeding profusely. Juno's hair changed to a dark scarlet as possessed turned to Ulrich with a dark Oakwood chair leg. The possessed grinned, Xana symbol flashing in its eyes. Juno had to be unconscious. That much power…and to the back of her head!
The possessed drew closer to the immobile Juno and Ulrich, before Ulrich noticed that some were turning away from one another and leaving a pathway. Ulrich couldn't see who, but he was sure that someone was walking through the gap. The chair leg was pulled back to be swung again. Ulrich was too engrossed in the sight of the pathway to even notice as the possessed started another monstrous swing until it was almost to late. He couldn't duck, he couldn't grab it, and he couldn't do anything.
"Get down, you idiot!" within seconds Ulrich had been successfully kicked in the back of the knees and was acquainted with the dirt again. Miraculously, Juno herself was…awake…and not really in the best of moods. Ulrich spat out a mouthful of dust and then glared at her.
Why'd you kick me?" his voice was slurred as he spat out another mouthful of dirt.
"Why'd you just stand still?" she imitated his slur. "God…what hit me?" she groaned
"Chair le-" Ulrich had no time to finish his sentence as all of the sudden, Ulrich was grabbed by the back of his shirt and thrown over the top of the crowed of possessed. By Juno herself. Ulrich's stomach did an uneasy flip-flop as he somersaulted in a sprawled position before grabbing an outstretched tree branch. He could feel skin break and blood run. Ulrich's shoulder popped and then burned before he clambered up and examined what was going on. Ulrich's palm was completely lost raw or bloody from grabbing such a rough surface and shoulder sore from the abrupt stop. He observed the fray below him.
Juno was somehow on her feet and doing whatever she could to her almost superhuman strength to keep the possessed away. A kick here and there along with punches started to slow as the deep gash on the back of her head started to take its toll. Eventually Juno was surrounded by the ring of possessed…except for the pathway. Who was at the pathway?
Unfortunately, Ulrich could tell right away. It was Mr. Shocking…with handkerchief soaked in what looked like water. Juno might have been able to take him alone, close to concussion or not, but with all of the school against her?
Two seniors grabbed her arms, Ulrich recognized them from the soccer field when Juno had kicked the ball into the seniors nose, and pulled her down to her knees. Mr. Shocking grabbed her neck. Ulrich was sure he was going to hear a snap. Juno turned her head, more afraid of the handkerchief than the risk of a broken neck. She struggles violently. Mr. Shocking frowned, and Ulrich could barely make out the Xana symbol flashing before Mr. Shocking covered Juno's mouth and nose with the cloth. Juno screamed and tried to get away from Mr. Shocking and the seniors. Soon enough though, Juno started to move less and less as the chloroform soaked on the cloth got into her system.
Oh, God…Not good Ulrich panicked. What was he supposed to do? What? Ulrich lost his balance.
Ulrich fell into the arms of a Junior who had been expecting him to drop. As fast as he had fallen he was pinned to the ground next to Juno. This time he knew she wasn't conscious. Ulrich kicked his legs wildly, trying to connect to anything and was rewarded as the knee of the possessed keeping him down crumpled in on itself. He rolled over fought as much as he could, but was only rewarded with stars as his vision blacked for a second from a punch.
Ulrich was pinned again. He could only watch as Juno was forced onto her knees. Someone ripped their sweatshirt to shreds and tied her hands together. Mr. Shocking grabbed a glinting object from the hands of another, grabbed a fistful of Juno's hair and yanked her head back exposing her throat. Ulrich heard a weak groan. Juno was slightly conscious. Mr. Shocking held Juno's own knife to her throat.
Juno's mind was a whirlwind of confusion: sounds and colors not making sense. Nothing she tried would let her move. Through closed eyes she saw light filter past her eyelids. Someone moved her, but to what position she did not know. Memory's plagued Juno's mind, memories she could see, memories that were new. Juno saw a teenage girl dressed in red with light teal hair, a boy standing next to her with platinum blonde hair and dressed in violet and adorned with gold jewelry. Juno tried to talk but her tongue felt like cotton in her mouth. All she managed was a soft groan.
Ulrich coughed before shouting as loud as he could. "Juno! Juno! Help!"
"Angel! Angel! Help!"
Juno's eyes opened then narrowed. She slammed herself back against Mr. Shocking, rolling over her shoulder and onto the now flattened teacher in a crouch. He growled but Juno took no notice. It was like something had snapped inside of her. One of the seniors that had held Juno down ran at her. Juno pushed off of Mr. Shocking with only the power of her legs and back flipped away. That alone was impressive to Ulrich. But within the next second he took that back.
Ulrich smelled an acidic smoke like cloth was burning. He looked around but he didn't see anything with an open flame. He glanced over to Juno's area and did a double-take. Ulrich noticed Juno was sending off rays of actual heat!
Juno turned her back on him and he found where the smoke was coming from. The bonds wrapped around her wrists were starting to burn, starting with a few embers before completely disintegrating into ash. Juno's hands were free.
Four feet in front of them, the possessed Mr. Shocking rose to his feet. In an odd morphed voice he spoke.
"You can't escape. You will be destroyed."
"Not this time." Juno's voice was layered with power. "Not ever" The entire group of possessed still standing charged. It was different from all the other times, the circle, the random attacks, this time they all had a single, solitary goal.
Kill Juno Lea.
O-o-O-o-O
"Odd, there's a rout just around that ledge. You may be able to avoid William." Odd and Aelita sprinted around the corner, dodging blows of energy from the giant buster sword. They reached a dead end.
"Jeremie, you said there was a way to the tower here!" Aelita shouted activating her crystalline pink wings again. They were close to panicking. Well, Aelita was, Odd was being normal and acting as if he had the routine down.
"There is-there was supposed to be!" Aelita searched up and down the clear blue wall, as if an answer would come…and one did.
"Jeremie, I think I found something."
"Yes? What did you find?" came a hurried reply.
Aelita traced an indent on the ice wall. It was not large, only about s wide as a pencil, but it had a symbol. It was an arrow, pointing to her left. She followed it, finding another, and yet another before stopping. The tower was on the other side of the wall.
O-o-O-o-O
Juno started to speak. "Rufen weiter die Glut von Hölle und aller Zerstörung," The words were laced with more than just a angered vow, it had to be more. The more the black haired girl spoke, the more determined her voice rose. With her side to Ulrich, he could see her eyes…her eyes-they were bright, emerald green instead of the original violet. It reminded him of something…but what…
Just remember the different pictures music has
Once just brass and woodwind just making flowers
A meadow of emerald with violets
Every piece composed takes hours
"Flügel von Flamme ausbrechen von meine Seele," Ulrich didn't know what his class mate was speaking, what language had arisen from this person he barely knew. All Ulrich heard was a language that sounded familiar. The rough tongue of the speech was…reminiscent.
"und lassen es brennen!" The next five words were a mass of supreme and utter power.
"Destruktiven Kunst!" Juno bellowed. Something glowed on her hands drawing Ulrich's eyes to it.
"Fünfzehn!" The light rose to an even higher level in brightness, starting to blind the confused youth. Juno held up her left hand, open palmed with her fingers together and pointing to the sky. She extended only two fingers on her right hand, the middle finger and the index finger, and placed them just above the place Juno's left hand melted into her wrist. Embers flew up around her, casting a red light on her inky hair.
A pattern, a twist, some lyrics or rests,
Each one paints a wondrous picture of sound.
Sometimes music morphs from easy red to darkening black
Nothing stays the same forever in music, it turns around
"Hasse's Feuer!" There was something close to an explosion of heat. A shot of red fire erupted from Juno's palm and started to burn everything away. The possessed ducked and were only mildly harmed; hurt enough to go down, but not be burned to death. Juno should have stopped there. But the blast was powerful enough to force the small A.I backwards and into Ulrich. If Juno had been in control since the chloroform, it was lost now. Ulrich could just barely see a symbol on Juno's hands.
Juno turned to the trees and drew her right hand back and opened her hand the rest of the way. Both of her hands turned inward as she drew both her hands towards her. In what seemed like a shove, a wall of flame passed from her hands and burned everything in its path…including the forest.
Juno's rage hadn't ended yet. In one spin she turned toward the school. In the middle of the spin Ulrich saw something around her neck. It was a ring on a chain. Normally, Ulrich would have passed it off as a necklace, but whether it was a trick of light or an actual reality, the ring glowed a piercing sapphire.
At least three of you people reading this know music,
Remember what consists and makes music be.
Like a clear rounding ring of different time signatures
Understand common time and the one less than that beat
Juno raised her left and flicked her wrist. The school was ablaze. It was a continuous stream of fire from small hands. Destruction had broken loose, havoc was everywhere. Ulrich could no longer doubt something had happened. Perhaps Xana's smoke had gotten into her and laid dormant until this moment…but why, he wondered, didn't the possessed have such wild strengths?
Suddenly Ulrich saw Juno's fingers start to flex, to try to cut off the surge of fire. Her dark expression turned to a more panicked stage, as finally her fists closed and the fire was shut off. Juno faced Ulrich, a mix of sadness and pain mixed for an expression. She saw something close to an unconscious connect the dots in Ulrich's eyes. Juno doubted he knew, but…
Juno collapsed. The insane strength had left her in front of a blazing school, a confused classmate, and on a field of burned grass.
The only relief Ulrich saw was a wall of white light waiting to envelope them as the present turned to past.
O-o-O-o-O
Juno opened her eyes. Back in the nurse's office? She could feel her black silk pajamas rubbing against her skin. Ah, a return to the past…
Juno rocked foreword into an upright position. She remembered the attack…she has lost it, hadn't she? Her control had been next to zero! Juno had nearly killed a person she had to protect-
Juno lifted her hands. There it was, faint, but still there. The five lined spiral. It was white against her already pale skin. It was easily hid, but still…should one person…should a single person see it…
And Ulrich…
O-o-O-o-O
The warrior knew at returned past
The person who was hidden at last
A line of simple clues
That he thought he knew
But at the end his answer had passed
O-o-O-o-O
Wow this is late.
I have no excuses except that finding the translation to what I wanted to say fell through every time.
NEW POLL!! LOOK AT THE POLE!! WHAT LANGUAGE DID JUNO SPEAK IN?? And what up with the weird poem at the end? WHAT TYPE OF POEM IS IT??
Come on, get to it!
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