A/N: This story seems to have taken on a mind of it's own. I had no intention of making it this dark. But, oh well. Thanks to fictionfan911, top20fan13, mystic-tear-drops, Angels 'n Dreams, Seto's Princess of the nile, and Fudge1. I am once again pleaing (is that a word?) for someone who could read my stuff and edit it. All of my friends, who are my normal editors, don't watch Code Lyoko and when they read it they didn't understand a word of it. So it you're interested e-mail me, my e-mail's on my profile. Thank you and read on.

A long, long night. I was wandering aimlessly around the city when I heard the sirens. I turned to see 4 cop cars race by. This can't be good. It might even be X.A.N.A. I better follow them. I turned and started down the street the cops had just gone down. Nearing the end of the street, I heard shouts.

"Come down now and we won't have to hurt you!" one of the cops called out. There was a growing crowd of late night partiers and many of the near by tenants surrounding the scene. I walked up and tried to see what they were all looking at. I looked at one woman who had four young children clutching her knees.

"What's going on?" I asked the woman.

"Some crazy guy climbed up to that billboard there and is shouting about an alternate universe run by crazy super computers. He quieted down, but he'll start back up again." I thanked the woman and started wading through the crowd toward the billboard. I looked up and wasn't all that surprised to see Odd sitting up there. Isn't that just like him. Although I bet Ulrich and Jeremie had something to do with this.

"What are you doing up there?" I called up to him.

"Oh, hey Maria. Nothing much, enjoying the night. Oh, and trying to save the world!"

"Something you want to tell me?" By now all the people were staring at you for talking to the supposed 'lunatic'.

"Yeah, Jeremie needs help at the factory."

"On it, you coming or just causing a distraction?"

"I think I'll stay."

"Ok." I left at a slow jog towards school. At this point I didn't care if I got caught outside after curfew.

I had just gotten to the sewer entrance in the park when an arm reached out and grabbed me. I turned and saw Ulrich holding my elbow, a finger to his lips. I gave him a quizzical look and his just shook his head, he'd tell me later. I pointed at the sewer and once again he shook his head. I was beginning to get frustrated. I tried to pull out of his grasp, but he was stronger then I was. He started to pull me towards the school and I had no choice but to go. We approached the dorms and entered the building housing our own. We started up the stairs and went all the way to Jeremie's room. Ulrich opened the door and we went inside. As soon as the door was shut behind us, Ulrich let go of my arm.

"Sorry 'bout this 'Reia," a familiar voice said from the chair in front of me.

"Chrishton?" I asked. He turned around to face me, a sad smile on his face.

"I'm surprised you didn't figure this out before 'Reia," he said, once again using my nickname.

"Figure what out?" He just smiled. I slowly started to back away from him, tears once again in my eyes.

"You're working for him? Why? Chrishton, I don't-"

"You don't what? You don't understand? Or you don't want to?" He had gotten up from his char to stand in front of me, eyes now level with mine. This couldn't be Chrishton was working for X.A.N.A.

"What did he offer you?" I spat.

"A place in his virtual world, a place where I can be free," he smirked, "You honestly thought that I would ever forgive you? You still amaze me 'Reia." He said the last part while shaking his head.

"So, you hypnotized my friends, broke into this dorm room, and brought me here for what?"

"Why I thought that would be obvious, I want you to die," he said it so calmly it scared me quite a bit, "I also have to make sure that your friends will never again tamper in his world, which means they too will perish along side you." Now I was really scared.

"So, that's your deal?" I asked, "Seems pretty raw for you. I mean you do all the dirty work and all he has to do is send you to somewhere where he never has to see you again?" Chrishton just look at me, studying me. After a moment, he smirked.

"So, who will die first?" he asked.

"I get to choose?" I asked back.

"Of course not, but I figure that you can at least help a bit." He smiled as he came closer to me, "I can see it on your face. There are people here that you don't want to die."

"I never want anyone to die!"

"You could have fooled me!" he roared, "If that's really true, what happened with Andrew!" When I didn't respond he grabbed the front of my shirt and pulled me closer, "I said answer me," he whispered threateningly. I looked him in the eye, determined to not let him see my fear.

"I don't know what happened Chrishton, I just don't know." His grip on my shirt tightened and I was pulled closer, my face was now a couple of inches from his, I could feel his hot breath on my face as he spoke.

"You were there you should know."

"Well, I don't," apparently he didn't like my answer because he threw me into the wall. He walked over to where I was holding my shoulder. Looming over me, he reached out a hand and pulled me up by my hair. I whimpered.

"Let's go 'Reia, we have more of your friends to collect."