Code Lyoko: Aftermath

Il existeun monde virtual et différent (There is a virtual and different world)

Ou chaque seconde fait de nous des combattants (And each of us have warrior alter-egos)

Notre seul espoir est de tout reprogrammer (Our only hope is to reprogram it all)

On ira, on saura sauver notre existence (One will go, one will be able to save our existence)
Se donner une chance de tout effacer (To be given a chance to erase it all)
On ira, on saura sauver notre existence (One will go, one will be able to save our existence)
Pour refaire un monde sans danger (To remake a world without danger)

Code Lyoko, tout reprogrammer (Code Lyoko, reprogram it all)
Code Lyoko, un monde sans danger (Code Lyoko, a world without danger)
Code Lyoko, tout reprogrammer (Code Lyoko, reprogram it all)
Code Lyoko, un monde sans danger (Code Lyoko, a world without danger)

Courir Effrayé (Running Scared)

A loud shriek pierced the ears of anyone unfortunate enough to be standing in the hallway at the time. The bell signaled that class was over and all the doors in the hallway flew open in unison and the kids began pouring out. The chatter of students was everywhere and it was almost impossible for any adult to have a conversation amidst the chaos.

Ulrich was one of the kids who walked out of the classroom, with his best-friend Odd, who was also his roommate, walking right behind him

"Can't beat hearing the same lecture twice in one day!" Odd beamed out with a goofy look on his face.

Ulrich grumbled and slipped his hands into his pants pocket. "Speak for yourself Odd; I've heard enough of Mrs. Hertz lecture the first time around.

"Think of it this way," Odd replied. "The second time around, you don't have to pay attention! I just doodled in my notebook."

Odd flipped a few pages in his notebook while the two of them walked back to their dorm room. He stopped on a page and bent the cover back behind the rest of the pages and thrust the notebook in Ulrich's face. Ulrich took it sheepishly and was afraid to look at it at first. The last time Odd drew something, it turned out to be a self-portrait of Odd in a deejay's outfit with Tamiya and Milly as his backup dancers.

Ulrich slowly raised his eyes to look at it and then hung his head back down and sighed.

"Odd, how many times have I told you that your self-portraits look nothing like you?"

Odd folded his arms behind his head and snickered lightly. "I think it's a perfect resemblance! I'm a hero on Lyoko and I always save you guys."

"With big macho-man muscles?"

"They don't do me any justice, though," Odd said, taking back the notebook and looking the drawing over.

They arrived at their dorm and opened the door and found Yumi sitting on Ulrich's bed with a magazine in her hand, much to their surprise.

"Hello boys," Yumi said, smiling as she looked up from the magazine.

Ulrich was taken back a bit. "Yumi? What are you doing here? Don't you have class?"

Yumi tossed the magazine onto the bed and stood up. "Our teacher has a case of the flu and they couldn't find a substitute; so they gave us a study period."

Ulrich groaned and dumped his books onto the floor and fell backwards onto his pillow. "That's not fair, I get stuck with another lecture by Mrs. Hertz and you get another study period."

Yumi giggled softly and Odd went over to his desk and piled his books on top of it messily.

"Hey Yumi, want to see my drawing?" Odd asked hopefully.

"Don't do it," Ulrich said, not even bothering to look at either of them.

Before Yumi could reply, her cell phone rang, and she reached into her pocket and answered it. Yumi was silent for a minute and then nodded and said "got it, we'll be right there," and hung up on whoever it was who called her.

"Trouble on Lyoko?" Ulrich asked.

Yumi shook her head quickly. "No, we're done for the day, thankfully. But Jeremy did ask us to come by his room as he can discuss some things with us."

Ulrich nodded and sighed. "I'm worried about Jeremy. Ever since he found out Aelita was infected with a virus by X.A.N.A, he has been working non stop on a way to find a cure. He even skipped class today."

Odd beamed a smile and headed towards the door. "I wouldn't worry about him, Jeremy's the type of kid who sets his mind on something and doesn't stop. I'm sure he'll snap out of it soon."

"I hope so," Ulrich replied, a hint of sorrow in his voice.

Yumi laughed and pressed her back against the wall. "He sure is determined though; Aelita is lucky to have someone like him who cares so much about her."

Ulrich groaned. "I could be like that if I felt like it."

"I didn't say anything about you," Yumi retorted, "unless you're just jealous."

Ulrich blushed lightly and turned away from Yumi. "Of course not; I'm just saying."

Odd laughed and turned the door knob and opened the door. "Quit it, you two love bird. Jeremy's waiting for us."

An embarrassing silence lingered in the air until Yumi laughed as well and walked out of the room with Ulrich blushing and grumbling behind her. Odd flipped off the light switch and closed the door.

The sound of dripping water from the leaky pipes was heard all throughout the dinky storage room. The sound of dogs barking could also be heard on the other side of the only door to the small room. An electrical outlet in the corner of the storage area crackled with electricity faintly. The crackling grew louder until the entire outlet exploded in a sparkle of energy. The plug was now exposed and the copper tips of the wires emitted a faint glow of electricity that illuminated the entire room. A charge of electricity shot out and slammed into a nearby large bag of dog food. More strains of electricity shot out from the outlet and wrapped the bag in a cage of blue lighting. Moments later, the light faded and the room stood bare just like it had been a few minutes ago.

Footsteps could be heard from the other side of the door. A jingling of keys followed the steps that stopped right outside the door. The door shook a bit and the sound of a faint click could be heard from the lock. The door swung open and a large man in a dirty uniform stepped into the room. He bent down and grabbed the bag of dog food and checked it over.

"Damn rats tearing holes in these bags," he muttered as he stood back up and exited the room. The door locked automatically and the only other sound was the loud muttering of the man from before.

"Time for your feedin', ya' dirty mutts."