Disclaimer: I do not own Code Lyoko.. ;; How many times must I say that? I might become like, more emotionally unstable each time I say that.. Uncool! Anyway, yes, I do not own Code Lyoko!
A/n: Thank you so much to all who reviewed! I'm very pleased that you've enjoyed my story line thus far. And, to all who are reading this now: I would like to try to make a fan fiction based off of a role-play of Code Lyoko! I myself will probably play Xana/some other kids at the boarding school... I do believe I have already found a Yumi, but others are still wanted! Please please please send me an e-mail: and add any information you may wish for me to know! The only thing that I ask for is at least a 3-sentence freestyle of you acting as the character you would like to play! We will most likely be playing on A.O.L Instant Messenger, or perhaps even a message board. Everyone will have their equal rights to the fan fiction, and will be mentioned in each chapter. If things go well, I could even create a new Fan Fiction account to show our role-plays that we create after the first one (and move that one over to that account.) All right! With that being said, let the story continue!
What did that tower do that we deactivated? If Ray is Xana, then maybe we aren't going to pull out of this one as I said...
She shook the thoughts out of her head, wanting to focus on something more enjoyable. Ulrich... Yumi removed the hand that was in her pocket, then glanced to it. He was so protective of her earlier... Did he like her? Jealous that Ray just show's up and starts looking girls over? No... He did it because she was part of the team, and he didn't want her preyed upon. Once again her eyes had filled to the brim in tears, tears that had to be held in for later. Yumi was now home.
"Mom, Dad? Sorry I am late, I'll explain everything." She closed the door behind her, lightly tossing her cell back and forth from one hand to the other.
No reply ever came. "Mommy?! Daddy?!"
There was still nothing. Yumi climbed the stairs to their room, deciding to look there first. After an hour of looking, she finally found them within the basement, but the sight wasn't anything she wanted to see.
"DADDY!!!" She cried as she ran towards him, collapsed within his own blood on the floor.
He was shot multiple times; that is what each hole represented that littered his body. Yumi and her father didn't get together all that well, but she did love him. She now joined her father collapsed on the ground, crab-crawling backwards until her back met the wall. She curled into a ball, then looked back up when she noticed a blood-smeared message on her wall.
Your mother is safe, in the backyard waiting for you. Go ahead, call your friends. If you get authorities involved, you may wish you'd never entered Lyoko at all.
Lyoko?! XANA?! Yumi quickly dialed Ulrich's phone number, holding back the many tears that would be saved for after the conversation.
"Hello, is Ulrich home?" Yumi trembled into the phone, her eyes still fixated on her loving father.
Ulrich's mom handed the phone over to Ulrich in his room, the closed the door.
Hello? He answered.
"Ulrich! My dad is dead! It has got to do with Lyoko!" she spoke as calmly as she could, but her voice was only releasing the screams that she wanted to release at the gruesome sight.
I'll be there soon, and I'll contact the others. Just stay where you are, alright? We're coming for you... I'm coming for you...
"Don't hang up, please!" she pleaded, clasping onto her phone tightly.
I have got to get in touch with the others, I'll call you when I'm done. I promise.
With that being said Ulrich hung up the phone, leaving Yumi shivering within the darkness. This alone feeling, it was something she feared the most. No one there with her at such a moment like this, no one to share her pain. She cried endless streams of tears, especially when her phone rang again.
"Ulrich?"
Hi Yumi... The voice sounded dark and cold, a mixture she didn't appreciate.
"Who is this?!"
Learn your lesson, get your friends in line... Worse things then this can happen to YOU. With that she was left with a dialtone, and multiple footsteps running in from upstairs.
"YUMI?!"
She took a minute to analyze the voice. It was Ulrich. "DOWN HERE!"
The group of boys darted down stairs, all but Ulrich freezing at the sight of her dead father. Ulrich kneeled down beside Yumi, tackling her into a strong and firm hold.
"We need to get you somewhere safe..."
"My mom is in the backyard, I have to go to her..." Yumi slid her hands from their position around Ulrich's neck, brushing away to run upstairs.
As told, her mom was in the backyard, alive and well... However, so was her father?
"Yumi! Hello dear, glad you made it home." Yumi stopped in her tracks, confused out of her mind.
"Dad?"
"Yes. Hi Yumi." He nodded, look up from his book. "Isn't it late? You should be in bed."
Confused to no-end, Yumi shrugged and blinked. "Um... I guess so..."
With that she turned to greet Ulrich, Odd, and Jeremie, watching their looks go as questionable as hers.
"You gentlemen have to leave. Yumi, what were you thinking, inviting boys into the house without my permission?!" Her dad's voice appeared angered, but not once did he look up.
"S-sorry Dad..." she swallowed her anger. "It won't happen again."
Ulrich nodded to her, holding up his cell. He'd call her, she figured out, as she waved goodbye to the three. Almost as quickly she ran inside, running to her room and locking herself in.
Not a moment later had Ulrich hesitate to call her, relieved to hear her voice once more. "Ulrich?"
"Yumi! It'll be okay." He didn't know what else to say at that moment, everything was happening so quickly, as if this weren't reality at all. "I'm here- I mean, we all are. We're here for you."
She smiled lightly as one of her final remaining tears rolled down her cheek. "I know Ulrich, just tell Jeremie to get his brain working faster."
Ulrich laughed slightly, his voice growing serious. "Would you like me to stay on the phone with you all night?"
"Would you?"
"Yeah."
"Thanks..."
"Anything for you."
"What?" Yumi blinked; her eyes that were drying now only going damp once again.
"Uh... We'll do anything for you." Secretly Ulrich bashed his head against the desk beside him, how stupid he was for saying that just now.
"Oh..." she then sniffled. "Do.. Do you think that my dad downstairs is the real one? Or... is the other... him?" Her voice broke, all these thoughts running through her head.
"I don't know... I hope he is the one alive..." He could hear her voice crack over the phone, wanting so much to hold her in his arms right at that moment. "Yumi... We'll get our revenge soon. I promise you."
She laid on the bed the rest of the night, listening to things Ulrich would tell her over the phone. He played some music, read some poetry, attempted to make his own poetry (and what a failure that was!) but her favorite thing of all was when he retold some of their passed adventures- in and out of Lyoko.
"Later, Ulrich? Can you do me a favor?" she sighed, her eyes closed and tears finally dried.
"Whatever you want." He smiled lightly over the phone.
"Hold me again later like you did in the basement..."
He blushed, tripping on mounds of words he wanted to say. "Uh... Um... Well... Okay..."
She giggled lightly, Ulrich loving to hear her giggle. A lot had happened, but he guessed she decided to stay strong and fight everything off. Yumi was with him, like always. That would never change.
"We'll go to the school early and check out Lyoko. Everything will be okay someday."
"Yes, they will." She confirmed, before silently falling into a comforting sleep.
A/N: Well, there you have it! Now this chapter was short . Coming soon! Ulrich and Yumi are growing close, but Yumi's still shaken by events. What did the voice mean on the cell phone that worse things could happen to HER herself? Was it really her father who passed or a version of something worse to come? Find out in Lyoko: Chapter 3!
Also, those interested in the role-play; don't forget to contact me soon! I wish to get this started ASAP. Please read above for the details again!
(By the way, the following is just there so I can start getting used to still saying that Lyoko is not mine. Truth hurts the best of us all! . )
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