A/N: Hey hey! I was a little worried about this chapter being good... I haven't really felt like writing lately, so I kinda put fillers in my story, which isn't a good thing. So I'm trusting myself that this is okay.

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Chapter 11: Trackers

Ulrich's P.O.V:

"What do you mean 'who's worth keeping?' " I ask.

"Mary, Jimmy, and Toby, take the kids back to their room," The Commander orders, showing no signs of hearing me.

The lady, apparently Mary, takes the handcuffs off of Aelita, as the guy, who must be Toby, does the same for Odd, while Jimmy takes the cuffs off me.

"And one more thing... Tomorrow, we'll install trackers... So we will always know where you are," the Commander says, before evilly laughing as they shove us into 'our room.'

"Trackers? These people must really want us..." Odd states, once they've locked the door.

"They do..." I sigh, leaning back against the wall. "But we need to know why... We need to know what's a trap, and what's safe... And we need to get out of here, before they put trackers on us."

What would Yumi say at a time like this?

She would probably say that I was being too moody yesterday, and I need to chill out. Then, she would tell me some advice they give in Japan... Like you need to relax and have fun to think clearer...

Wait! That's it! We need to have fun!

"Who's up for a game of truth or dare?" I ask.

"What?" Odd and Aelita ask at the same time.

"Who's up for a game of truth or dare?" I say again, this time slower. "We all need to relax a little, this is the best way."

"Shouldn't we be trying to find a way out of here?" Odd asks.

"You're always telling me to stop being so serious all the time! We'll figure everything else out later, let's just play."

"Alright," Odd says. "Aelita, truth or dare?"

"Uhm... Truth."

"Is it true that you are in looove with Einstein?"

"Why yes, of course." She smiles, blushing.

"You know, you really don't make this fun for me!" Odd says, earning giggles from Aelita. "Your turn!"

"Ulrich, truth or dare?"

"Dare, I'm too afraid of what you'd ask for truth."

Odd whispers in her ear and she laughs. "Okay... I dare you to tell the truth... How do you really feel about Yumi?"

Feeling my cheeks heat up, I look around the room.

"I don't have to tell you..."

"Yes you do, Lover Boy!" Odd teases. "It's part of the game!"

"Uh... I love her," I barely mumble.

"Louder!" Odd demands.

"I love her..." I respond, only a little bit louder.

"Louder..." Odd pushes.

"I LOVE HER!" I yell in frustration.

Oops... Now I'll never hear the end of this one!

"Oh Ulrich, you know you want me!" Odd says, trying to sound like Yumi. "I know you dream about me every night... I know you like my hair!"

"Shut up, Odd," I say, through gritted teeth, still blushing.

"Every time I smile, God shoots off fireworks in your heart!" Odd continues, winking at me.

"And if you don't stop, you won't have one," I say, still gritting my teeth.

"What? A God, a smile, or a heart?" he asks, now using his normal voice.

I send him a killer glare.

"Alright, alright! Chill, Romeo. It's your turn!"

"Odd, truth or dare?" I ask sourly.

"Dare! 'Cause I'm a dare devil!" Odd says.

"Okay, I dare you to..." I say, before whispering the dare in his ear.

"Huh? There's no way I'm doing that!"

"It's part of the game, 'lover boy,' " I mock.

"Fine, Stern! I have moxie!" Odd says, standing up and going to the door.

He bangs on it for a minute, until it opens and Jimmy stands in the door way.

Odd's face turns beet red as he kneels, looking up at Jimmy and sighing.

"Your eyes, your lips, your hair, your nose, your ears, your heart... Your everything... You... It all just lights up my world..." He stops, looking down. "From the moment I saw you, I knew you were the one..."

Then he gives Jimmy the smolder.

I go into a fit of laughter as Jimmy looks enchanted, then angry.

"It's so wrong! I thought you were a girl when I saw you, but now I know you're not! So, stop playing my emotions!"

He pushes Odd, making him fall backward and slide a little, still looking embarrassed.

By now, me and Aelita are laughing like crazy, while Jimmy slams the door.

"Why did you make me do that?" Odd asks, as I try to control my laughter.

"Because, you deserved it," I answer, noticing that his slide on the floor made scratches on his, of course, PURPLE cast.

"Whatever! It's my turn! Truth or dare, Ulrich?"

"Truth."

He thinks for a minute, before looking as if he has failed to think of anything good.

"Is it true... That you would like to play Truth or Dare with XANA?"

Before I can answer, the door swings open, and Toby looks in.

"I think we have someone you'd like to see," he says.

We stand up and leave the room, suprised that they haven't put handcuffs on us.

He leads us to a room that I've never seen before. It's just a little bigger than 'our room,' and has a few small chairs lined up on the right wall. On the left wall, there is a small hospital-like bed, looking as if it's been there for a hundred years. Straight ahead, there are small shelves, made of rotted wood.

And in one of the chairs, there is someone I didn't expect to see... Dorothy.

Her hands are tied, and her eyes show that she is afraid.

The Commander is standing next to her, wearing black dress pants, a white shirt, and a formal red jacket.

His borwn hair slicked back, and neatly combed. He also almost has a unibrow.

"You remember Dorothy, right?" The Commander asks. "We thought we'd be kind kidnappers and let someone you trust take care of your injuries."

"You guys couldn't be kind if your lives depended on it!" Odd says.

"She will address your wounds and then we will begin testing your strength," The Commander continues.

An hour later, I finally have a thick bandage on my ankle, some small bandages on my larger cuts, and she put proxide on my open cuts.

Odd and I are now waiting for Aelita.

"How do you think they'll 'test our strength'? " Odd asks.

"I don't know... We just need to try our best. We'll make it."

"Yeah, but I don't think we should be their puppets. This most likely involves XANA, and we've never 'bowed down' to him, just because we're scared. We need to stand our ground. They can't win. It's physically impossible."

"No. It's too dangerous... Let's just go along with it for now... We'll think of a plan larer... But we do have to be smart about what we do. There will be traps. And if any of us get the chance to get away, then we need to go. So we can get help," I reply, just before Aelita comes out of the 'nurse's office' with a bandage on her knee.

"Okay, kids," Dorothy says, quietly stepping out of the office as well. "Don't worry, we'll get out of this... You all must be terrified."

"Terrified? Not at all! We've faced-" Odd starts, earning an elbow in the ribs from me. "The... Tragic loss... Of losing... A soccer game?"

"I know... You guys are trying to be brave... But you don't have to... We're going to get through this. Together. I promise."

Oh the ignorance... Little does she know, we'll probably end up being the ones saving her.

"Alright... Well, I guess we'd better go back to our room," I say.

"Not so fast."

I look to my left to see The Commander, coming down the hall. "It's training time."

Jeremy's P.O.V:

I set the timer for the self transfer program and go to the scanner room, hoping that I'll be able to find Yumi.

Soon enough, I get to Lyoko.

Yumi was in the mountain sector when she fell, so that's where I am now.

Okay, so I'm not exactly happy with my Lyoko attire...

You see... It's not really what I would call... Cool...

With my floor length... Uhm... Dress... It's kinda hard to fight monsters... And it's hard to run in my... Six inch heels...

At first, I was confused on why this is my costume. I don't wanna be a princess, but I figured it out.

A few years ago, I knew a little girl who was like a sister to me. She didn't have much of a family, just a dad, who was almost never home... And she was only four years old.

I would always go to her house to baby sit, and there was only one game she'd wanna play. Make up princess tea party.

I would play it with her all the time, just because I wanted her to be happy.

The priceless smile and sweet, "Thank you!" that she gave me ever time we'd play, made it all worth it.

And soon, all I wanted was for her to be happy... Until she moved to Ireland.

So, I guess that's why I have such a terrible look over here.

But now, I just wish I could find Yumi- Without her noticing my 'new look.'

But she's going to see it anyway, I just need to find her.

I walk to the edge across from the seperated rock where Yumi was last standing, and I look around.

What could've happened? If the-

My thoughts are interrupted by the sound of something behind me.

I turn around, only to see a huge crab standing there.

Before I came here, I found a way to fix my powers. Wanna know what they are? Just watch.

I gracefully hold my hand out in front of me, as if I am holding a tea cup, remembering what the little girl always said, "Pinkies up."

I officially look like an idiot, but my powers are still quite useful.

At this action, a tea party plate appears in my hand, but this is no average plate.

Almost in an instant, four 6 inch blades pop out of the... Pink... Plate.

Between the blades, there is just enough room for me to put my hand and throw the plate at the monster.

Just as it's about to hit the crab, he shoots twice, his powerful lazers destroying my weapon completely, as he comes toward me.

He shoots again, this time at me. I try to dodge, but fail.

Pain enters my side as I fall, right off the edge.

It's over now. I'm going to fall into the digital sea..

Deciding to let my last thoughts be about Aelita, I close my eyes and picture her pretty face. And I've seen that face for the last time...

"Oh, Jesus! Save me!" I pray.

As soon as the words leave my mouth, a sudden force pulls me sideways and then upward.

I hit the... Ground? Just as things seem blury. I must've hit hard.

A figure stands over me.

"Yumi?" I ask.

That's when everything fades.

Elizabeth's P.O.V:

The breeze blows my hair back as I jump down, exiting my window into the midnight air.

Mother is inside the house, failing to sleep, like we knew she would.

It's 12:02 AM, and Pauline and I are sneaking out to begin operation RLB (Rescue Little Bro.)

With the research we've done, we know where he might be. The C.C, or Cougar Cave, is about two hours from here, but Pauline has a car, so at least we wont have to walk.

Our plan rocks! And even though we don't know what to expect, we're totally prepared for anything.

We just hope he's okay...

"Elizabeth! Elizabeth!" the audiance cheers, as I croud surf.

Oh, they love me!

"Elizabeth!" Pauline yells, sounding frustrated.

Why is she angry? I'm living the dream!

My eyes open suddenly and it takes me a minute to remember where I am.

Oh yeah... I'm in the car... Still not famous...

Oh! And we came here to find Odd!

But what's the place called? The S.S?

"What?" I ask groggily.

"You need to be alert. Two blocks from here, there is a forest. The Cougar Cave is 1.3 miles into it. We have to be calm and very, very quiet. They have weapons and we are trespassing. Just remember, this is for Odd. Now, let's go. We have a lot of working to do."

Sighing, I open my door, noticing that if I wasn't careful, I would hit a brick wall. It's 2:17 AM and she parks in a dark alley?

After about 10 minutes of walking, we arrive at the creepy forest. Ready for whatever this new adventure will take us to. Praying that we would make it out of here with our brother alive and with us. All three of us. Unharmed.

"We'll go Northwest, that way we'll arrive at the side of the building," Pauline says, pulling the hood on her black sweatshirt over her head.

A long while later, we can see a building figure in the dim moonlight.

I take a deep breath. My brother is in there.

We get to the side of the building, quietly getting a few supplies from our back packs.

Pauline pulls out a rope with a large hook thingy on it, and I get the harnesses.

We're going to hook the hook on the roof, and hook our harnesses to the rope, so that we can climb up.

Well... We'll attempt to hook the hook... Let's just see how it goes...

Pauline throws the hook as hard as she can, catching the side of the building on the first try.

Yeah... She has some skill in areas I dont... Dad used to spend lots of time teaching her how to mountain climb with him.

"Good going!" I whisper, hooking the harnesses to the rope.

We start climbing up the rope, which is not easy. And after a little while, we're almost to the top.

Suddenly, a bright light shines on us, nearly blinding us, as it's the only light in this darkness.

We freeze, not moving a muscle. While the light doesn't move either.

Seconds later, the light moves again, and we let out a breath that we didn't even realize we were holding. That was a close one.

Before we have time to even go up any farther, the light shines back on us, this time with sirens sounding.

We look at each other with looks of horror. We've been caught.

Odd's P.O.V:

"Oh no..."

I peer through a window from an upstairs room, enjoying my lonesome.

It's time for training, and Ulrich is outside.

His training is a beyond dangerous obstacle corse. I don't think they have even that much danger in military training! And if he isn't fast enough, he has to do 97 push ups in 73.7 seconds! And if he doesn't do that? The evil 'Commander' or as I call him, 'The Buttmander,' will get some of his workers to beat Ulrich up. As if he hasn't had enough problems already!

Now, I'm awating my doom. I have no idea where Aelita is, Mary took her somewhere fifteen minutes ago for her 'strength test.'

Someone's supposed to get me next... I'm not looking forward to what they have in store for me though... Even just wondering what it will be freaks me out.

"It's time," a low voice says, opening the door, and standing in the shadows.

That voice is so... So... Familiar...

But who is it?

He steps into the light, where I can see him clearly.

Oh gosh... Why? What's he doing here?

"Pray that you'll see tomorrow," my dad says coldly.

My father is here... Not to help me...

To hurt me.