C o d e - C r I s I s

Episode 11

EXTRADITION – PART TWO

Employees of the Month

"Are you sure about this?" asked Jeremy to Jean Aime, who was down below in the scanner room, about to step inside.

"Positive, Belpois." and he entered, the door sealing behind him. They were about to execute their final attack against X.A.N.A, or at least part one of their final attack plan. Jean was not a human being...in the traditional sense. He was X.A.N.A's empathic programming inside a human body – put away for 'creative differences' as much as for safekeeping. However X.A.N.A would not go without this precious component for long, so instead of waiting for him to come and hunt them down, they would bring Jean straight to him. Rewriting the scanners' programming, Jeremy was able to set it so that Jean's organic form could be transported straight to the Pentagon – X.A.N.A's current nesting place. Their hope was to force X.A.N.A out of the Pentagon's systems and into Jean's body, which - thanks to another trap Jeremy would set - he wouldn't be able to leave once they had merged. Undoubtedly, with so much power X.A.N.A would be able to mutate or enhance Jean's body to make it a formidable fighting machine, but it would still be human. They could kill it. And humans don't come back nearly as easily as digital programs – even a return trip wouldn't be able to save X.A.N.A...or Jean. Jeremy still wasn't completely sure whether or not to consider Jean an innocent party in all of this, but if he was to believe what Jean had said – that he was made almost completely by accident – it would seem he was.

Jean's story was that X.A.N.A spawned him in order to understand human emotion, more specifically the connection between the evil program's arch nemesis Jeremy and his partner Aelita. X.A.N.A had been confounded as to how their bond could be strong enough to keep his greatest enemy from easily destroying him with the flick of a switch. X.A.N.A's project was a success, but he didn't learn the right lesson from the experience; instead of actually becoming compassionate himself, X.A.N.A decided that human emotions were weaknesses that could be exploited—something he did many times during their original battles. But now on it's own, X.A.N.A's compassionate counterpart was going to make the ultimate sacrifice in order to allow the Lyoko Warriors to take down the vile machine once and for all. The event almost reminded Jeremy of Franz Hopper's sacrifice during the last battle, but he dared not speak it aloud. Aelita would most certainly not feel the same way, or so he thought.

"I don't like this," she sighed. "I'm not saying we can't trust him - we don't really even have a choice - but how do we know X.A.N.A didn't plan on one of his own programs rebelling against him? We could lose Uncle Jean for nothing and just give X.A.N.A more power!"

It hit Jeremy like a cement truck. 'Uncle' Jean, she'd called him. She was attached to him. After all, for the past three years he had been posing as her uncle to help drive away suspicions and investigations from school staff and neighbors. Jeremy was always grateful for what Jean did for her, but never really became overly fond of Jean himself. He never stopped to realize that besides their friends and himself, Aelita had no family. There would be times when she'd invite him along when they went to a movie or the park, or when she'd just visit him at the factory to chat instead of just to give payment or food. She must've been really upset about all this, but Jeremy didn't know what he could do about it; time was too short to consider any other options. It seemed Aelita was doomed to lose yet another family member in order to stop X.A.N.A.

"I'm sorry, Aelita," he said, his voice quivering with heartfelt honesty. "I just don't know what else to do." And he pressed the key to start the scanner. Jean's DNA was stored in the database as he was virtualized. Specifically, he was going to a special subsystem Jeremy had prepared in the supercomputer. When they needed him, Jeremy would be able to transfer Jean in an instant. Ulrich, Yumi, Odd and William were already in the lift, making their way down to the scanners. Aelita was still by Jeremy, watching as the data was stored.

"I believe in you too, Jeremy," she said as she kissed him. "I know we'll make it as long as you're here to back us up." She put her hand on his shoulder gently before turning to for the elevator, but just as she was about to go Jeremy grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her into a kiss of his own. Needless to say she was very surprised, in nearly all the time she'd known him Jeremy had never been one to start a kiss – the last time he did he turned out to be a Spectre of X.A.N.A. But as he held her in his arms and she felt his heartbeat against her chest, she knew it was really him.

"I promise," he said, letting her go, "I won't let us down this time."

"Jeremy!" gasped Aelita, concerned as well as surprised, "We never thought you..." before she could finish, Jeremy was already back the the computer, completely focused on the screen. She wanted to say something else, but he was right: time was short. The lift returned. With a sigh she entered, her eyes on Jeremy until it closed. Down below the others were waiting on Jeremy's instructions.

"So how's this gonna work?" asked William.

"I don't know how long using Jean as a key-code will keep the barrier down," said Jeremy, "so I'm sending you, Ulrich, and Odd first to clear the way."

"But don't we need Aelita? For...you know...stuff?" asked Odd, scratching his head.

"No," explained Jeremy. "Remember, we're just trying to scare X.A.N.A out of the Pentagon's computers. Nothing is going in except Jean, and I'll handle that from here. If the barrier stays down I'll send Aelita and Yumi to cover you if things get too hot."

"That's another thing I'm worried about," said Ulrich, "I doubt we'll go unseen, and security's sure to be thick. Do you expect us to just go slashing our way through innocent people? We'll start a war."

"That's why I modified your weapons, yet again." said Jeremy, grinning proudly, "Ulrich, your blades will be able to pass through organic matter while giving a potent, but in the long-run harmless, electrical shock. It's guaranteed to put any one of them out for one hour – and we won't be there that long. I've made similar adjustments to Odd's arrows; and now his guided arrows will explode with knockout gas (which you'll be immune to, as Spectres) instead of shrapnel."

"What about me?" asked William, "My sword doesn't go through anything without leaving a mark."

"...But your Sword Streak attacks do. As for your blade itself...you'll just have to be careful. I can't seem to alter that part of it's program without making it completely useless. While we're on the subject, Yumi, I've added a new weapon to your repertoire: Throwing Needles. They start solid enough, but turn to energy when thrown and act much like Ulrich's swords; giving a knockout shock to the target."

"But what about..."

"AND I've provided special masks for you all to wear in order to conceal your identity. You can speak normaly through them, even shout, but only you and the team will hear each other speak. So, is everyone ready?" They all looked around at each other and nodded in turn. Just then Aelita came out of the elevator and joined them, she nodded as well.

"We're ready, Jeremy."

Ulrich smiled, "Alors allons."

Odd nodded. "And so we go."

As planned, Odd, Ulrich and William entered the scanners first. They called in their names and shouted the code: 'Crisis'. In a flash they were gone, and the girls waited for word from Jeremy. "I'm activating Jean's key now...it's working! I can get through X.A.N.A's barrier!"

Aelita hopped with joy, "Excellent, Jeremy! How close can you get them?"

"There's a secondary barrier immediately surrounding the database X.A.N.A's stored in – it's in what looks like a basement, of sorts. The closest I can put them is about two floors above, and the same goes for you two. They'll have to clear the arrival point and then work their way down. You'll follow behind when the coast is clear."

"Why do we have to wait?" asked Yumi, annoyed, "I thought you said we would back them up?"

"She's right, Jeremy," agreed Aelita. She knew Jeremy was just being overprotective. "We shouldn't delay support. If they get overwhelmed and defeated it'll be just the two of us." Jeremy nodded.

"You're right, of course. Get in the scanners, the boys should be arriving just about...now."

-

His name was Bob Larson, and he was nobody in particular.

He enjoyed working at the Pentagon. He was in communications and helped to overlook suspicious chatter. He wasn't amazing at it or anything, but good enough to be well liked by his superiors and co-workers. He had a strong marriage with his wife of 12 years, Olivia, and a great relationship with his 6 year old son, Bobby Jr. It was a slow day at his station, but that didn't mean Bob and his friends were slacking in the least; they were just a bit more loose and friendly with each other than usual. It wasn't all gritted teeth and barked orders like the folks on '24' (one of his favorite shows). Occasionally a higher up would drop by for some notes, but it'd always be pleasant – he knew most of their kids through his wife, who was a teacher at his son's school. At the moment there was a particularly long lull in activity on the monitors, so his buddy Al volunteered to keep an eye on his screen while he went to get their team some snacks from the vending machine. Bob liked his snacks, but never ate too much to get overweight – and always balanced it with plenty of exercise on the weekends. Yep, all things considered Bob Larson was a very good-natured, straitlaced and all around nice-guy. Besides a few bullies from back in middle school who still liked to tease him now and then, he didn't have an enemy in the world. Which is why when he suddenly found himself with a glowing energy blade sticking out of his stomach, he could say nothing more than

"...You got to be kidding me..." before collapsing against the snack machine and sliding to the floor - unconscious, but no worse for wear. Ulrich gently pulled out his blade as was relieved to see there was no blood on it; Jeremy's modifications had worked.

"Whew," he sighed, "no harm done."

"You know," noted Jeremy, "if you were worried about killing him you could've just cut through his leg or something – the sword's effect works on contact with organic matter, regardless of where on the body it connects."

"Well, that's good to know...now." muttered Ulrich, embarrased.

"So why did you put us in the break room?" asked Odd.

"I didn't know it was the break room," groaned Jeremy, "it just seemed like an out of the way place and it and it was near X.A.N.A's database. Detailed layouts for the inside of the Department of Defense AREN'T easy to get...which is why I don't have one. I'm sending out signals from your Spectre forms like sonar in order to map the surrounding area." Ulrich had almost forgot they were Spectres. He didn't feel any different than he would on Lyoko or a Replika, and instead of looking like a video game character he appeared as his normal self...in a ninja outfit...with a mask on...whatever. He peeked out in the hallway – all clear – he made 'go' gesture while still keeping an eye out, William was about to step out when Odd grabbed him.

"William, wait."

"What is it?" asked, somewhat annoyed at the timing.

"I know this is a bad time, but I gotta know...Back in 'Dry Run', how did you attack me with with your sword even after I used my Foresight? It's been driving me nuts!"

"I didn't attack you," answered Will, "I just caught my sword."

"Oh. Wait...what?"

William grinned as he neglected to follow up with his answer; Odd would just have to figure it out for himself. Will exited into the hallway, careful to keep from hitting anything with his sword – he never quite realized how unwieldy it was until now. Odd was right behind him and slowly the two made their way for the stairs, when they were there and opening the door Ulrich followed after them. As Odd and William started to descend the stairwell, Odd asked "What about the security cameras?"

"Dealt with," said Jeremy, "since you're essentially holograms I was able to put a filter on all the cameras, making you invisible to them. People, however, will still be able to see you." As if to drive the point home, just as Ulrich was about to join them in the stairwell someone came around the corner from just down the hall.

"Hey Bob, what's keeping you with the..." he looked up from his notepad to see a masked ninja following a teen with a big ass sword and some kind of dog boy disappear behind a closing stairway door. He wasn't stupid enough to call out at them, he saw Ulrich's glowing swords and decided to play it safe. When the door closed he ran into the nearest office and picked up the phone. He dialed a special emergency number for inside the building and spoke to the officer on the other side. "This is Al Morrie – communications – I just saw three very strange looking characters heading downstairs, towards the processors!"

"Strange?" asked the Officer, sounding skeptical, "How so? Could you describe them?"

"Uh...one was dressed kind of like a ninja, the next had a big sword and the last..." he could hardly believe what was coming out of his own mouth "...was dressed in a purple dog suit."

There was a bit of silence on the other line, before an entirely unexpected response.

"We'll get right on it, Mr. Morrie."

"What? Are you making fun of me? I really DID see..."

"I'm sure you saw something, Mr. Morrie. Don't worry, I'll deal with this personally."

"Personally? Oh no, you don't have toGACK..." Al choked as around the ear he had against the phone his veins started to turn black, spreading like a plague across his forehead and into his eyes. He dropped the phone, he didn't see the strange black ink that crawled, as if it were alive, back into the earpiece. Soon the veins of ooze had spread to his arms and hands, and he could feel it spreading through his whole body, down into his legs and feet. Everywhere it went he lost control over, until finally his whole world turned black. He was an Agent, now. His X.A.N.A-eyes flickered as it focused them on the stairwell door. With demonic speed the possessed analyst ran up to it and kicked it in effortlessly. It hit the wall on the other side and fell down the center of the stairs, right past the descending Warriors.

"That can't be good." Odd gulped.

They looked up to see the Agent standing on the railing at the top of the stairwell, looking down at them with evil eyes. They were several flights beneath him, but tery knew enough to pick up the pace regardless.

"Run!" shouted Ulrich, leading the retreat. The Agent didn't bother taking the stairs. Instead if jumped off the railing and fell straight down the center towards them. When it reached them it reached out and grabbed the railing of their steps to stop itself; it was now right next to them. Before Ulrich could give an order it reached over the railing and grabbed him by his collar, and threw him across to the opposite flight of stairs just beneath them. Ulrich hit the wall hard and slid down, bruising his ribs against the stairs. The Agent seemed to ignore William and Odd completely. It leaped from their stair rail and landed down in front of Ulrich, who got up to fight it. He punched it hard in the face to no effect; the Agent barely flinched. He tried a kick but it ducked under, and before he could even bring his foot down it lunged forward and hit him hard in the stomach. It felt like someone had thrown a brick at him and pointblank range. It followed up with an uppercut, landing him flat against the stairs – which hurt – but not as much as its next move was going to; it jumped up and prepared to stomp Ulrich right on the head.

In the nick of time he rolled out of the way, got up and threw himself over the railing. The Agent landed leaving a heavy dent in the metal step where Ulrich's head had just been. Ulrich was holding onto the side of steps through the railing, hanging. Slowly the Agent turned to him, getting ready to step on his fingers. Just as it was about to bring its foot down, three laser arrows passed through its chest. It fell back against the wall in shock, but a moment later was alert and unharmed. It stared at Odd angrily before gripping the railing and propping his feet against the wall behind itself. It pushed itself into a squat against the wall and kicked off, launching itself up at Odd at startling speed. Before he could react Odd found himself pinned against the wall by the Agent's knees. The wind knocked out of him, he fell to the floor, groaning in pain. It then turned its attention towards William, who was already preparing to slice it in half. It ducked, letting William's sword get caught in the wall just over Odd's head as it jumped back onto the railing. It swung itself around, using the rail like a pummel horse until it slammed William's head into the wall with a powerful kick – the force made a small crater in the concrete. It leaped back over to the the other stairs where Ulrich had just pulled himself back up, and started towards him.

"William, watch your sword!" shouted Jeremy, "it's not a Spectre, it's a real person possessed by X.A.N.A!"

William groaned as he pulled his head out of the wall, "Thanks for the heads up, Jeremy. Where's that backup?"

"Right here!" Aelita was at the top of the stairwell, standing on the railing just as the Agent had been when it arrived. The Agent forgot about Ulrich and with a powerful leap went straight up towards Aelita. She jumped down and starting falling to meet him in the air and fired to energy fields. One he dodged, the second connected – stopping his ascent and stunning him. Aelita caught him by the throat as she fell and, activating her wings, began to dive straight down the center of the stairwell, holding the Agent by the neck. She sped past the boys who could only watch in awe as she slammed him into the bottom floor with a loud yell, making a deep crater in the paneling. The Agent didn't move, it only wheezed. A moment later the blackness melted from it's eyes and skin into a pool that slipped away under the door, leaving the man behind, battered but alive – and unconscious. "Come on," she ordered, "that should lead us straight to X.A.N.A!" Without waiting for the others, she kicked open the door and chased after it.

"Whoa," gasped Odd, "anyone else feeling totally emasculated?"

"You should be." snickered Yumi and she casually walked by them, "It would've been me, but she won 'paper, rock, scissors'. You coming, or what?" All the men looked at each other stupefied, then Ulrich shrugged and they obediently followed. Down below Aelita was following the ooze down a dark hallway, the only light coming from dim red klaxons in the ceiling. They flashed as if on high alert, but made no sound. They passed several important-looking doors until they reached one that seemed particularly secure. It had electronic locks and looked like it could survive a nuclear blast. Before she could catch it, the ooze crawled up the door and seeped between the keys of the electronic key pad – and it was gone. It frustrated her, but gave the others time to catch up.

"Jeremy," she called, "what's our status?"

"With you so deep inside I can get readings on almost everyone in the Pentagon! I can't help but feel a little guilty..."

"Get over it, Einstein," huffed Odd, "it's not like we're taking pictures or anything."

"Right. Well, it does seem like X.A.N.A's entered a high alert state. But I don't see much activity from X.A.N.A personally, though I'm having a tough time reading what's behind the door."

"Can you get us in?" asked Aelita,

"Yes, just enter 12 numbers and I can turn it into the right code. Then put your thumb on the adjacent scanner and it will automatically read you as authorized personnel."

"Wow," said Ulrich, "I see what you mean, Jeremy. With the supercomputer this is almost too easy. You could get in almost anywhere you wanted, take whatever you liked, and escape without leaving a trace – like a ghost."

"Or a Spectre..." Jeremy whispered to himself, he reflected for a minute on Project Carthage, the device X.A.N.A was built to destroy. Supposedly it was just to 'disrupt enemy communications', but now that he thought about it, Jeremy couldn't really see how such a simple goal would require Franz Hopper to create such a powerful computer or a program like X.A.N.A to stop it. What if...?

"Jeremy, we're in!" called Aelita, "Get ready, everyone, this is it!" Jeremy shook the thoughts from his head – this was no time for hypothesizing; they were in the middle of an operation! Aelita had already entered her fake pass code and thumb-print and the light turned green as the door hissed open and they went inside. They moved swiftly and precisely, like soldiers breaching a terrorist cell. They checked corners, covered each other, and moved through the room systematically. There were no compartments or sections inside the long area, just row after row of what looked like computer servers, as well as hard drives.

"I don't get it," said Odd quietly, "don't American's ever check on their equipment? How could they not know something happened down here if it's so important?"

"Don't underestimate X.A.N.A," answered William. "Once he got inside their computers he could alter or fabricate any information he wanted. That Agent was only a spur-of-the-moment response to our intrusion. Chances are he's infected or impersonated other people in the Pentagon much more subtly. In others words, they probably think it's already been checked, and even have the records to prove it."

"...Which are fake, of course." sighed Odd.

"Of course."

"Quiet," ordered Aelita, "I think I hear something!" At the other end of the room was a wide double-door, from behind it she could hear what sounded like several footfalls rushing towards it. "Take cover, something is coming!" she called. They all quickly ducked behind the stacked hard drives, keeping keen eyes on the door. "Don't fire," she said, "until we know what we're up against." The footsteps grew louder and louder until they finally stopped right at the door. Suddenly it was kicked up and a group of soldiers, all wearing heavy black combat outfits rushed out in a tactical order – defensive positions in front of the door. After they'd all settled, Aelita was able to catch a brief glimpse of a particularly threatening master computer inside the room before that last trooper shut the door. They looked like a very well trained strike force, but strangely were armed with katanas instead of guns. Ulrich could tell by the way they held them that the soldiers knew how to use them.

"Why...?" William started to ask.

"They don't want to risk a firefight around the computers." said Aelita.

"Do we?" asked Yumi.

"We can't risk it, either," answer Jeremy, "they may contain parts of X.A.N.A, but they all contain U.S military information. Damaging them could have dire consequences, not to mention draw unnecessary attention from above. It's close quarters combat only, I'm afraid."

William grinned, "Now you're speaking my language!" He ran forward, holding his sword low and tried to strike at the nearest soldier, but he rolled forward under William's sword and sliced at his knee. The Lyoko Warrior keeled over only briefly before managing to block another attack by a different soldier. As he was blocking it, the first one tried to run him through the back but Ulrich caught it's attention and drew him into a fight of their own. There were five troops in all, only three left unoccupied. Yumi threw her fans carefully to draw the attention of two, they deflected her fans straight back to her – as she expected, they charged and she ran in to meet them. Aelita was staying back, keeping an eye on the entire melee and looking for a good moment to fire a shot. The last troop wasn't going to wait around and ran up to attack her, but Odd jumped in front and fired an arrow straight for him. At first it seemed like the troop would simply deflect it, but it eyed the computers for a moment and instead raised its forearm and took it in the arm instead. Odd watched in surprise as the arrow seemed to melt into the soldier's arm – clothes and all. It wasn't a person.

"It's a Spectre!" Odd exclaimed, "Let 'em have it, guys!" He ran forward on all fours and, taking full advantage of the claw-like arrow sights on his gloves, punched the troop hard in the chest and ripped away as hard as he could. There was no blood, just black mist and spatters of ooze. The creature hissed as it backed away, clutching the wound. Then it, along with all the other Spectre troops' eyes turned blood red, with X.A.N.A-symbol pupils blinking inside. Enraged, they too cut loose on the Lyoko Warriors. Yumi soon regretted having drawn the attention of two of them as it wall all she could do to keep them at bay with her fans. She managed to get in a few good slices but if it hurt them they didn't show it. They'd almost trapped her when two Ulrichs zipped in their way and pushed them back. William was trying desperately to hit the troop he was fighting but it wasn't easy; the thing was far too nimble. William could move his sword surprisingly fast for its size, but the soldier was always one step ahead. Fortunately it wasn't able to get close enough to attack, but Will was getting tired of all the blind swinging. Finally he stopped swing and just held his sword lazily at his side.

"I'm tired," he huffed, "you come here." He gestured for it to attack him. It seemed surprised for a moment until it charged, holding it's sword high but close, ready to deflect William's blade. So it was upon him and William still hadn't flinched, or changed the very bored expression on his face. The soldier was still confused but didn't hesitate and raised it's sword for a finishing blow. In that moment William raised his foot and kicked forward hard, launching the soldier backwards across the room and into a wall of computers. Several screens shattered and electrified the troop, it's 'soldier' facade melting away until it plopped onto the floor as a pool of ooze, burning as if it were oil.

"William..." said Jeremy, frustrated.

"Sorry," he sighed, "but that thing was really starting to piss me off." Meanwhile Odd was still trying to protect Aelita from the trooper that was assaulting them. It was difficult; Odd was agile, but not a 'ninja' like Ulrich or Yumi. Odd kept backing up and deflecting the attacks but he and Aelita were running out of room to retreat, so he decided he'd had enough. He hopped over it's next swipe and flipped, landing in a handstand. The soldier was startled, so Odd took advantage of the moment to kick it over and over in the face, forcing it back. When it finally got the sense to fight back, Odd let his body drop down under the swing and, supporting his weight on his arms, swung his legs around and knocked it off it's feet. It tried in vain to strike at him but he leaped away, and while it's eyes were on him Aelita rushed forward and crushed a fully charged energy field straight into its face. It twitched violently as it's face melted under her hand, before it collapsed and dissolved away like the others.

Yumi was in the center of Ulrich's triangulate as he fought off all three of the remaining troopers at once, Yumi was grateful at first, but soon grew annoyed.

"I can take care of myself, you know. Who do you think taught you those moves?"

"Hey!" snapped Ulrich, offended but still fighting, "I was a fighter long before I met you. Would a simple 'thanks' be too much to ask?" Yumi sighed,

"Thank you, Ulrich..." she then ran forward and flipped over his head, so that a soldier was between them. Before it could react she sliced hard straight through it's neck, severing its head completely. It hit the ground and dissolved, followed soon by the body. Ulrich got the hint by calling back in his doubles and leaping out of the way, the remaining two soldiers were confused for a minute before deciding to attack Yumi. They struck at the same time. With little effort she blocked both attacks with her fans and then shut them, trapping the swords inside. With a quick yank she threw both their weapons - and hers - behind herself, leaving them all unarmed—or so it would seem. She had remembered the extra pieces Jeremy had added to her arsenal. She reached up and in her hair, looking like ordinary pins, were the throwing needles. She plucked them out between her fingers and held them almost like claws, one trooper tried to attack but with just a few motions she deflected its punches then rammed all the needles of her right hand into its face and eyes. As it keeled over in pain she quickly followed up with the rest of the needles into the back of its neck, it let out one last violent cough of ooze before it collapsed and dissolved.

There was only one troop left and it was all hers, the others just stood back and enjoyed the show. It started with some punches, which were strong, but Yumi was adept at catching and deflecting the blows; all they did was throw the soldier itself off-balance. Seeing the futility, it tried high and low kicks instead. She dodged them easily and connected one of her own to its chin in exchange. Angered, it's eyes flared before it simply charged at her in a blind rage. Unimpressed, she decided this had gone on long enough and stopped it with a crushing palm to the throat. It hopped about choking, but she didn't let up. She ran up and grabbed its arm, pulled it over her shoulder and broke it. It couldn't even scream, it only gargled meekly as it choked. She then spun around behind it and kicked it hard in the side of its knee, snapping its leg. It let out another muffled groan, finally she grabbed it firmly by the head and finished it with one strong twist. There was a loud, thick crack as it's neck broke, then it fell and melted away. Ulrich bowed honorably and handed her the fans she dropped.

"Unbelievable." he said, astounded. She smiled.

"Never forget it."

Aelita wasn't watching the event. When it seemed Yumi wouldn't have any trouble winning, Aelita had already gone to try and open the double doors. They were locked and she was trying to melt through slowly using a tight, focused energy field. William ushered he aside and charged his sword,

"No offense, Princess. But we don't have all day." With a broad smack he bashed the doors open, and inside was their target: X.A.N.A.

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