Warning: Rated for language, violence and adult behavior.

The main characters of this story are based on characters from the cartoon 'Code Lyoko.' I do not own, nor do I claim, any copyright to these characters.

This story also uses characters from the graphic novel 'Sin City' by Frank Miller. I do not own, nor do I claim, any copyright to these characters.

This story also uses characters from the movie 'Wasabi', directed by Luc Besson. I do not own, nor do I claim, any copyright to these characters.

References to 'The Goon' in this story do not refer to the character of 'The Goon' by Eric Powell.


He awoke to the sounds of the alarm clock ringing and the radio playing. He growled, sat up and shut the alarm off. He got up, knocking over some empty beer bottles from last night, and shuffled into the bathroom. There, he relieved himself, showered, then shaved. The razor seemed tiny, almost microscopic in his massive hand. He looked at his face in the mirror and evaluated his work. It was a maze of scars from years of brawls and worse. But even the scars didn't cover the basic ugliness of the man. He was a misanthrope, a monster, designed to frighten, hurt and maim, and like all three.

And he was running loose in a boarding school, of all places.

Marv stared at his reflection a moment longer, steeling himself for the tedious day ahead. He then opened the medicine cabinet, took out a prescription bottle, and took two of the capsules inside. If he trusted the water, he would have washed the meds down with some, but he didn't. He walked out of the bathroom, and dressed for the day. They were supposed to be planting trees along side the athletic field today, oh joy.

"Now, why don't these Frogs speak English like everybody else does," he said as he turned off the radio and left for the day.


"Have you seen The Goon yet?" Tamiya Diop asked her friend Milly Solovieff, "I heard Jim fed him a couple of seniors last night!"

Milly's eyes got wide at her friend's statement. "No!" was her astonished reply.

"Yeah! I hear he chops them up into hamburger, drinks their blood and eats them raw! Then he grinds their bones up and uses them to fertilize the trees they've been planting. That's why the principal is planting so many of them, so The Goon has a place to put all of the bones."

The two girls were sitting on a bench in the courtyard of Kadic Academy, the boarding school they attended. It was a bright spring afternoon, and classes had just let out for the day. The two sixth graders were relaxing and unwinding by telling scary stories.

The girls' conversation was suddenly interrupted by the arrival of three older students, two boys and a girl. The dark haired girl had been listening to their conversation and decided to have a little fun. She had her two henchmen run off and do something while she waited. When they returned, saying their task was completed, the girl approached them.

"You know, I've heard the real reason The Goon is here," said the girl, Sissi Delmas, "I heard that he's on the run from the law. That he killed and butchered sixty people in London a month ago, then came down here to hide. I heard when he killed all those people, he cut their heads off and brought them with him, and he's been burying them under all of the trees they've been planting."

The two little girls sat mesmerized as Sissi spun her tale.

"I've also heard," Sissi said in a lower voice, "that the heads he still has aren't dead yet. They still chatter and talk at night. I heard he's looking for something to keep them quiet until he buries them. I heard he's looking for... a teddy bear!"

Sissi emphasized "teddy bear" and the two girls squealed in fear. Sissi smiled, knowing she had her marks firmly in her grip.

"Say, Milly," Sissi said, "you've got a teddy bear still, don't you? Do you know where it is? The reason I'm asking is I saw The Goon prowling around the dorms, and I'm not sure, but I think I saw him go into your room earlier."

Milly's eyes got wide with fright. She jumped up and ran to her room, Tamiya right behind her. Sissi waited until the count of five, the set out after them, her friends Hervé Pinchon and Nicholas Poliakoff in tow.

When the teens arrived at the sixth grader's room, they saw Milly frantically tearing the room apart, looking for her teddy bear. What the girl didn't know what Sissi had Hervé and Nicholas sneak up here and steal it before Sissi started her tale. Now that Part One of her scheme worked, it was time to implement Part Two.

"Oh No! Did he take it?" the girl said with mock sincerity, "that scoundrel! Well, you'll just have to get it back now, won't you!"

"No!" Milly shouted back, "I'm going to the principal! He'll get my teddy back and fix The Goon real good!"

"Daddy can't do anything, I'm afraid," Sissi said, "The Goon said if Daddy didn't let him stay and do what he wanted to, he was going to chop the heads off all the little girls in the school. Daddy didn't want that on his conscience, so he gave in. He told all of the adults to leave The Goon alone too, so he wouldn't hurt the little girls."

Sissi smiled, knowing the fact she was the principal's daughter lent credence to her tale.

Milly started to cry. "What am I going to do! I have to get my teddy back!"

"Maybe I can help," Sissi said, moving from Part Two to Part Three, "you can sneak into his room and get your teddy bear back. Then you can put it where it will be safe from The Goon."

"But I can't do that!" Milly shrieked, "he stays in that cabin next to the woods, away from everything! If he caught me, no one would ever know it!"

"That's where I come in," Sissi said, "me and Hervé and Nicholas will go with you and watch your back. If he comes back, we'll let you know so you can get out or hide."

"Why would you do all this, Sissi," piped in Tamiya, who had been silently listening the whole time, "you've never really liked us, so why go out of your way?"

"Because," the older girl replied, "I had a teddy bear once, too. And I loved it more than anything in the world. It broke my heart when I lost it. I don't want that kind of loss to happen to anyone else, that's all."

The final hook was set. Milly said, "okay, I'll do it."

"Good," Sissi said, smiling.


Sissi's conversation with Milly and Tamiya in their dorm room was overheard by others, a blond headed boy wearing glasses and a pink haired girl.

"It sounds like Sissi is up to mischief again," Jeremie Belpois told his friend Aelita Stones.

"Why does she do those kind of things anyway," Aelita replied, "it just seems so spiteful, teasing those two that way."

"Well, that's Sissi," Jeremie replied, "sometimes she just likes to pick on kids littler than her."

"Well, I think we ought to do something about it," she replied.

"What?"

"Well, first thing," Aelita said, "I'm going to talk to The Goon."


Marv was drenched in sweat. They had managed to plant eight trees today. He had done harder things in his life, but the plants were heavy and hard to move about, and they had to be placed just so. Still, it beat killing someone, or getting killed.

Marv sat on one of the benches on the athletic field, drinking a soda. What he really wanted was a beer, but he knew that alcohol on the campus was prohibited. Mr. Delmas was doing him a favor, giving him a place to stay and work, and for looking the other way when he drank in his room, so he didn't want to offend the man. You don't accept a man's hospitality then piss on his feet.

He looked up and saw one of the students approach. She was a cute little thing with pink hair. Marv wondered how much she paid to have that done, but set that aside. The girl stopped a few feet away, as if uncertain as to whether or not to get any closer. He smiled a toothy smile at her, causing her to startle and take a step back. He suppressed the urge to laugh.

"Ah... sir? C-could I speak to you, please?" the girl said in halting English.

"Sure, shoot," Marv replied.

The girl gulped. "I, I, heard that you liked teddy bears."

Marv did laugh now. "I like a lot of things, Pinkie, so what?"

"Aelita," she replied.

"Huh?"

"Aelita. My name is Aelita," the girl said.

"Marv," he replied, "please ta meet ya." He held out his massive hand, and the girl timidly extended her own. His mitt closed over hers, and he gently shook it twice, then let go.

"Now, what's this about teddy bears? You lose one?"

"No," Aelita replied, visibly relieved at surviving so far, "but a friend of mine has. I heard that you took it."

"Well now, that's a serious accusation," Marv said, "I won't say I haven't come across a few things in my day that didn't start out as mine, but I don't remember stealing a teddy bear today. Besides, you can't get much for a teddy bear at a fence."

"A fence?" the girl asked, bewildered.

"Never mind," he replied, "why don't we just cut to the chase? Why don't you tell me what you think is going on, and I'll tell you if you're right."

Aelita quickly told the story she hear Sissi tell. When she finished, Marv laughed again.

"You kids are somethin' else!" he said, "I've got more sense that that! Bringing heads with me here! That's stupid! If you're gonna dispose of a body, you put it somewhere where they'll never find it as fast as you can! Drag it with you! That's the fastest way to Ol' Sparky I ever heard of!"

Aelita's eyes got wide. He was actually talking like he knew about getting rid of dead bodies! The man grinned at her.

"She's pulling those little girls' legs," he said, "she'll probably have them go into my place and rummage around, then make some noises like I'm coming back, then scare the crap out of them."

"That's what I thought," Aelita said, "I wish there was some way I could fix Sissi for this. Milly deserves better that what she's getting."

Marv, The Goon, smiled an ugly smile. "Maybe we can. Why don't you go get your friend Milly, and let's talk."


A man stood just outside the gates of Kadic Academy, taking pictures. He seemed to be photographing all around, but if one watched closely, they would see that he was primarily photographing inside the school grounds.

Through the lens of the camera, the man focused on the two girls that were walking away from the ugly giant of a man. The man pressed the shutter, and the camera started recording shot after shot of the girls as they left. The man stopped, looked around some more, then took more pictures.