FinallyI am going to start a new chapter on this. BUT! I need ONE MORE REVIEW ON POISON BEFORE I UPDATE AGAIN!
Ulrich POV:
A strange kid wearing all black was holding a huge sword and using it to deflect a tarantula's lasers. Huh, so many strange people were coming to Lyoko, I was beginning to get used to it.
"Hey, isn't that William?" I heard Jeremy say from above. I looked closer. Sure enough, I saw William's signature face. However, he was wearing the Xana outfit…
"CRAP!" I cried. "Jeremy, he's possessed again!" This statement was followed by cursing from above.
Xana turned to look at us, grinning evilly. The tarantula stopped firing and pointed lasers at us.
"Haven't you guys given up yet? Aelita's DEAD!" Xana asked.
"You wish," I told him confidently. Xana went pale.
"She is dead! My specter killed her!" Xana yelled.
"Wrong. Your specter transported her," I corrected. Now all of the color left Xana's face.
"How did you find out?" Xana asked quietly.
"Easily. Maybe you should cut down on the laughing madly with your devilish electricity on your hands. It had been five years and I still recognized you!" I sneered. The grin returned to Xana's face.
"Ha! But you'll never find her!" he crowed.
"No," came Jeremy's voice. "But knowing that she's alive keeps us going."
Then Daemon showed himself.
He pointed at Xana.
"You," Daemon said calmly. "Did you miss me?" The grin once again fell from Xana's face, this time to be replaced with horror.
"How did you survive?" Xana cried.
"You forgot to unplug to alternate power source, so I still lived!" Daemon snarled. Now I was lost.
"Say that again, slowly," I told him. Xana looked at me.
"Project Daemon was the first project between Franz Hopper and me," Xana said somewhat sadly. I motioned for him to keep talking.
"Our mission was to generate a human who could use his inner demons to fight as a secret military weapon. For this, we picked a random child from the streets and put him in the incubation chamber for experimentation. Luckily for that child, everything went well and the ultimate human was created. Then things started to happed. His telepathic power was too strong for him to handle, and it consumed him. His mind was devoured in a few days and he began to attack us. We appealed to the government for deletion of the subject, but they refused us. They could care less if we died! But the attacks continued, until Franz Hopper told me to kill it. I did, or thought I did. Io unplugged every cord I could find, until the attacks stopped. However, Franz Hopper was listed as a wanted man for this unauthorized deletion. Therefore, he fled into Lyoko with his daughter. But the government…reprogrammed me…to kill my master and creator. And I did."
My mouth dropped open, and I'm sure that Jeremy's did too. He killed Franz Hopper!?
"I pushed him into the digital sea so he could never come back. The government then tried to take control of me, but they made a fatal mistake in my programming. I went wild. I killed their messengers and retreated into Lyoko, where they couldn't get me," Xana finished.
"But you left a single cord plugged in?" I asked, needing clarification. Xana nodded.
"Enough talk. Time to die, Xana," Daemon interrupted.
"Wait!" I cried, throwing myself in front of Xana. Daemon threw me aside like I was nothing.
"Stay out of this!" Xana and Daemon said simultaneously. I could not do anything but watch.
Xana lifted his sword into attack position. Daemon took one of the bottles at his waist and drank it dry. Daemon began another eerie transformation, this time into a huge, brown, spiky dragon: Revenge.
"FIRE!" yelled Xana, and his tarantula obediently opened fire at the dragon. Revenge laughed as the lasers rebounded pitifully off of his tough scales. In a single swipe, the dragon dispatched the tarantula.
Xana seized the moment to slash down on Revenge's arm. It left a large gash. Revenge roared in pain and blew heart eating flame across the field.
"Super smoke!" cried Xana, and he coalesced into a ball of smoke, avoiding the evil fire.
"Don't just stand there, separate them!" Jeremy yelled.
"Easier said than done," I muttered. I drew my katana, but I had no idea what to do with it. Okay, time to try Plan A.
"Guys, STOP!" I screamed, to absolutely no effect. Okay. Now on to plan B. If I had one.
There! Now review that poison story!