HA. Sorry, felt like doing that. Merry Christmas! I hope you know I'm giving up the 25th of December to write this chapter. As for that I want to say that my favorite author, dantheman7777, has reviewed this story and I am thankful for that. Unlike all of you! The more reviews I get, the more motivation I get to update. This entire chapter is in Ulrich's point of view.

Dantheman7777: A lot will be explained in the next few chapters, I'm kind of trying to edge on suspense, you people will find out more about Xavia and his intentions. Not only is he after Kree, but he is after everyone else as well. Xavia's Whereabouts will be distinguished slightly in this chapter. I'm slowly edging closer to the main plot as this dissolves. If anybody stops reading this story, then they'll never find out. Also, reading Ulrich's italics (thoughts) will explain that he is not giving Yumi away.

StarRobin4everandever: A small review like that will hardly change anything. Listen up! My story is my story; you WILL see where I'm heading. You will also find that my stories have several turning points that are unexpected.

People; get a reality check. If you were able to predict everything in my story you'd stop reading it. Another thing is in chapter three it said Yumi's parents died. In the last chapter it says they moved away. Yumi was lying about it; Ulrich knew she was. I'm sorry I didn't confirm that earlier.


Only a few moments later, in Ulrich's Point of view.

I could only lay in pain and agony as everyone was away, Dorothy was gone for the night, and I was not to leave the infirmary. The weakness and illness that had been swelling up inside of me was just urging to get the better of me. My head burned. It was also in pain and felt as heavy as a 500lb weight. The sun was just sinking below the horizon, very few stars painted the blood red sky. I suddenly felt the urge for something to drink. However, no matter how much the thirst stung at my throat, my body just wanted to be still.

The pain I cannot even begin to describe, it singes through my entire body and makes me want to curl into a ball and die. I heard a soft frail cough from over in the corner, but it was difficult to see exactly what was going on. Each noise that rang in my ears, every little noise, was torture. Even the slight clicking of the light timer caused my ears to scream in agony. When the ticking stopped, the room was dark; a pale light seeped through the window on Kree's side of the room.

Even though it was difficult for me to speak, I tried to talk to at least somebody. My voice was raspy, it even surprised me that she heard it, "K...kree?" Her response was a quiet 'hmm?' The choke in my voice burned my throat and made me feel like a thousand needles were poking at my lungs. "You… -insert cough- feeling b-better?" Her voice was quiet and tender, she understood that my head was hurting, and was being as silent as possible. "Yeah."

It's strange that she understands me so well. She treats me like a…like an equal. It's like she knows of the horrors I see everyday. "Tell me…who exactly is-is Xavia?" At first I received no answer but a thick silence; but then she spoke.

"Ulrich, it all started many years ago, back when I was three years old. My father was very kind to me, we lived in America at the time, and my mother was ill. Cholera, a rare disease, it was said to have vanished. But my mother got it. She could scarcely walk, and father was away all the time. One day, mother was very Ill, and she cried out someone's name. Her voice was so choked that I didn't understand it. Then she looked at me and said, 'go to France, the electric virus will attack soon'. Shortly after, the house was burned down for no reason, not by anybody. My father was killed in a plane accident so I was orphaned.

"I traveled to Italy and lived there, a woman named Danielle Sakure fed me and her child each day. By then I was four. You had just turned five. I lived in a shack inside the graveyard, and I tended to the grave keeper's horses. I earned a small living off of that. The day Danielle died, I was frightened, and I tended to her horse, and fed it well. The horse was a mare, Raksha, and she was very wild but sweet. I rode her into the town everyday to buy food. I had no car, and no one to drive me, so I carried a whistle with me and set her loose when I reached the roads. I would blow it to call her back. The grave keeper died of old age several short years after, so I moved into his house. Raksha and I lived alone. There was an old church that Mr. Grave Keeper never went in. He said it had ghosts in it. I went in, so then I went to the basement." Kree halted here; I hesitated, wondering what this could do with Xana.

Then she went on. "There was a scanner and a huge computer inside, and I touched it. Aelita appeared, and we talked. I was virtualized. I spent my entire year of an eight year old in that church, Raksha eventually died of old age. I fought Xana with everything I had. But he continued to attack. One day, I had fallen asleep by the computer. Something was materialized. A boy had stepped from the scanner, when I asked his name he said 'Xavia.' He was evil, and he wanted no one in his way. He was evil enough to burn the church down, and the computer blew up. I fled here, to France, in order to escape, and I've lived here ever since. Xana is stronger than ever; Xavia has created an entire army of enemies who are cloaked in dark orange. Xavia's intentions are still unknown to me, but he wants to control the world, and by just touching metal he can make a room deadly to all."

The sun had sunk deep beyond the horizon and I could just make out the little stars breaching the night sky. Xavia was just another distraction, but dangerous. I reached my arm slowly and carefully to get the glass of water, but when my fingers grasped the glass and my muscles contracted, my entire arm felt like ripped muscle and flesh. It burned, and stung, and all I could do was watch the glass shatter on the floor.

How could I have been so stupid? I shouldn't have let go. I heard footsteps, but that was the only thing of the world that I noticed. My arms felt like it was splitting in two and I was concentrated on making the pain go away. Someone, I couldn't really make out who kicked the glass under the bed and ran to get ice. The person gently wrapped it around my arm and left it for 15 minutes. When this person pulled it off, most of the pain was gone, and I saw it was Kree. Her right arm was in a sling, but she was carefully placing braces around both my arms.

She took an eyedropper and gave me water, then walked to her bed and sat down. I knew my injuries could only get far worse before they got better. The next morning, as I feared, it got worse. Much Worse.


The next day. .

My eyes fluttered open, but tears swelled around the corners, my body ached, and my head felt like a hammer had slammed it. Kree was standing kneeling by the bedside. But I could not move. Her pale hands slipped across my forehead, even though I was sweaty, she remained by me. I could not hear what she was saying, but then someone else came. It was Yumi. She and Kree watched over me. Then I was lifted and placed on a stretcher, it was very uncomfortable, and the least they could have done was go a bit slower. I was then placed in an ambulance truck and forgotten, that is, until the truck drove away. The loud sirens pierced my ears, only two minutes ago I was practically deaf, and now I have a huge headache and the noise is unbearable.

What was the matter with me? Had I lost it? When the truck slowed at what I think was a stoplight, I noticed someone else was in the room, no, wait, four other people. Yeah, I could make out just barely four figures in the room. Yumi, Jeremy, Odd, and Kree. They were talking about something, then the truck moved again and I had to close my eyes. All the speedy turns and throws made my stomach ache terribly. I felt vomit itch up my burning dry throat. It tingled for a moment, and then lunged, the taste swarmed into my mouth and I felt like I would be sick. Then, everything backed out.

Emergency Room. Angle; from doorway. Several doctors standing around. Ulrich resting in a bed with a breathing chamber on his mouth.

So noisy. So many loud voices. I can't take it. My cheeks feel so hot, what is pressing against me? Straps maybe? I know this is bad. Doctors? Where am I? These thoughts were the frightening questions I asked at that moment. My eyes were so heavy that it required nearly all of my strength to open them alone. Seeing was an entirely different story. Blurs and spins would make my head burn whenever I opened my eyes.

The doctors were so noisy! I tried to sleep but the noise was too loud. They kept running tests on me. Then they roughly took me to an empty, quiet room. There I was left. Nothing to do but wait for something to happen. WAIT?!? How could I be taking this so calmly. What if Lyoko is in danger? What if Xana wakes up? What if Xavia attacked the others? Too many questions. Such a headache. I dozed off, can't remember when. When I woke up, someone was running their soft, pale fingers through my hair, the feeling was amazing. They were kind, and gentle. They moved slowly, and whispered to me words of tranquility and peace.

They had dark eyes, and really dark brown hair. I can't remember anything except the will to stay still and be talked to and treated with such kindness. Water was placed to my mouth, and eventually I dozed off again. I was needed, but just before I fell completely into dream world, I heard the words, the sweet kind words.

"You'll be ok. I'll watch over you."

When I awoke, I knew of the presence still in the room, whoever it was, I wouldn't force my brain to find out, not Yumi, or sissy, but someone I knew. Not Emily either. I twitched my fingers, they were numb, I could not feel them, and it sent chills down my spine. There was no longer any pain, just numbness and quiet. I opened my eyes with ease, and my site was ok, except everything was so very dark and lonely. I saw my guardian, it was none other than Kree, and she was sitting on the other bed reading a book. Her eyes darted the pages with a careful edge. It was as if each and every word hade a meaning. Something to help. Suddenly, she stopped. My face curled into a weak smile, she grabbed a bookmark and placed it in the book, then put the book on the table. Kree turned to me. "Yumi wanted to see you." Kree knew that I was too weak to talk. She was toying with me. A smirk sprawled on her face. "She was with Theo." Taunting, just great. "They were worried about you, but you were sleeping. Theo wanted to watch the TV. But Yumi and I said you were sleeping. Theo screamed, and Yumi and him walked out." How dare he. My emotions were frustrated. I clenched my fists only to feel nothing, just numbness. I opened my mouth to curse, but no sound escaped.

Kree was enjoying herself. She either had some master plan behind telling me this or she was a phony Kree. Probably she was testing me. I finally got a word, or two, or a few, out. "damn…him…hell.." It wasn't exactly a full sentence but only half; I meant to say 'damn him he should go to hell'. But to no avail. Kree burst into laughter, what could possibly be funny? "What are you so mad about Ulrich?" She was obviously trying her hardest to suppress the amazing giggles. "He…hatessss….m…me" She fell to the floor in laughter but was greeted by a gruff, "What's going on in there?" She fell silent. And slid her arm back in the sling. Just for support I could see. A laughing fit.

Odd walked into the room without knocking, he leapt into a big chair and spoke. "Well if it isn't Prince of the Underworld and Princess of Annoying Giggles." Even I found a way to laugh at that, I forgot my anger and pain. Kree tried to imitate a doctor. She accented her voice perfect as well. "Zee onlee way fur uz to acure theez boy iz to amake heem lawf." Odd started laughing like a crazed lunatic, I laughed even harder than him, and kree was nearly choking on her giggles. Everything would be all right after all. Odd was the bearer of good news as well.

"Alright Romeo here's the deal. You go back to school tomorrow." I frowned. "Aww…m…man" We all relaxed after that. Jeremy, and Yumi joined us and we all drank lemonade. I would be going home tomorrow, I had the best friends a guy could have, and I was happy. Nothing could go wrong.


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