Disclaimer: Nope. Still don't own Code Lyoko. The plan didn't turn out as well as I thought. The results turned out to just exile me in seventeen school districts and, for some reason, Chile. Oh well, on with the show.

Xana's Plot

Xana's POV

It was time. My plotting, my seed of destruction planted within the boy's very coding for his transformation; all went flawlessly. It was simply genius to overload the boy's senses in his dream, send him to the human hospital. Funny how he is so powerful, yet so frail. The intervention of the Men in Black was unexpected, unfortunate. I should have executed one of my Specters to take care of them years ago. But then again, if not for them, I would have never estimated the power stored within such a child.

There is just one problem. Something that should have been done, but was never executed. At least not fully. Why did the boy hesitate to kill his friends? That was never in the encoded seed. He was supposed to destroy everyone he came in contact with, especially them. The actual transformation of the boy was also a question. More than likely because of my seed, that much is certain. Or could it be that he was really supposed to transform into that beast? Even the scientists studying him could not conclude what he was to do when his power was released.

But then, I'm no simple human scientist.

It was finally ready. I would finally show those humans who was the superior being and escape my confinement and rule all! And to do that, I would need a body, a host.

The boy would be that host.

Yumi's POV

Will had been unconscious for a long time, what seemed like hours. Looking back, it was most likely minutes, but you get the point. After Will's rampaging attack on the base, he just reverted back to his normal self and passed out. Not knowing what to do, we simply dragged the prone form into an unlocked office. Strangely Will had kept his clothes, the bottoms of his pants and shirt were torn to ribbons though. We stood around Will, planning our next move.

(Ulrich): Okay. So, what's our next move?

(Jeremie): I have no idea.

Which is strange, because Jeremie usually knows what to do. I guess this is a first time for all of us. Which is more than likely, considering that we all have never had contact with the Men in Black, cyborg (or android?) people like Will, or deranged scientists. Nope, our specialty is dealing with deranged supercomputer programs living in an artificial world. This was waaay out of our jurisdiction.

(Yumi): Anyone else?

(Odd): Well, I would suggest we get out of here.

(Ulrich): How genius? Do you remember the way we came to get into here and how to get out?

(Odd): Oh. Right?

(Yumi): Come on guys, calm down. We'll get out of here.

Throughout this whole conversation, Aelita had remained silent. She simply looked at him, a worried look inscribed over her face. We soon were all looking at Will. It was Jeremie who spoke up first.

(Jeremie): Don't worry Aelita, he'll be fine. When he wakes up, we will all get out of this place.

(Aelita): I know Jeremie. But, I still feel so useless, unable to help him like this.

Deep down, we all felt the same way.

Will' POV

I remember falling. Just an infinite fall, into the very heart of the darkness as it swirled about me. Like shapes in the fog, my memories of figures from my past talked around me, but I could never make out what they said. Most of the fall I don't remember. It was just darkness.

That is, until I came to a room. A room so vast, so truly immense, I was afraid to even whisper, lest it disturb the peace that resided there. As I entered, I saw a lone figure walking towards me. I got the sense that I somehow knew the person. As he strode forward, I could make out his features. I'll skip the details save one, his scar on his eye. It was the exact equal of my scar. He stopped in front of me and we both looked into each other's eyes, trying to form some guess at what the other was thinking. At long last, he spoke first.

(Figure): I sense power, but no will to use it.

He turned then and spoke into thin air.

(Figure): Are you sure? He seems useless to me. Or less.

(Will): Hey! I'm plenty tough! And I'm not useless!

He quickly turned around, eyes hard. As he did so, he swung his leg in a wide arc, landing me flat on my back. A sword seemed to literally materialize out of thin air, forcing me to roll to my side or get sliced. I quickly rolled to my feet, just to find him next to me already swinging. In between my breaths, I tried to manage a simple sentence.

(Will): Dude….what…are you… doing? Are….. you crazy… or… something?

He didn't answer, unless him swinging his sword what seemed to be faster an answer. In a way, it is. After a few more minutes, I was dead beat, surviving only on pure adrenaline. And I wasn't sure how long that would last, I was at the end of my rope! Just when I couldn't think of hanging on any longer, he stopped. Just stopped. He leaped back an impossible distance, that no normal human should have been able to accomplish. Then again, swinging a huge sword for however long straight was humanly impossible too. Who was this guy? What was he? He landed on a platform, and soon shadows seemed to crawl from every corner. Dark forms, who slithered and shifted like water. The seemed to peel themselves from the ground and walls, figures hunched over with wispy fingertips. Living shadows.

That's when he spoke again, this time to me.

(Figure): Why don't you fight? Your in danger, yet you don't call any weapons to you. How can you be counted on to save your friends, when you cannot even save yourself? How can you deal justice, save lives and protect when you yourself do not know whether you are a savior or monster, or even defend against simple attacks?

(Will): What are you talking about!

The shadows were creeping closer now.

(Figure): You have power to protect, save, and defend. Yet you let that power control you. Back at the facility, that was power, but it was uncontrolled and dangerous. You spilled blood, murdered innocents. You, what you became, killed everyone.

(Will): No…. I'm not a monster….

(Figure): You are. And you are a danger to yourself and to everyone around you. But not anymore, I shall see to that.

The shadows crawled closer, faster this time, but I didn't care.

(Will): I'm not a monster…. I'm not a monster…. I'm NOT A MONSTER!

I could feel power, radiating from ever pore in my body. A blade, etched with some forgotten language on it's face became strapped to my arm, coupled to a metal gauntlet. A helm of steel, a mix of medieval and futuristic technologies, encased my head. Armor sprouted from plates on my knees, shins, shoulders, and my entire chest and back. A silver shield, inlayed with gold designs, settled onto my other arm. My feet were encased in metal slippers. As I looked out of my visor, the shadows seemed hesitant. Were they afraid?

Rage flowed through me, controlled by thought. I sliced through the solid shadows, my blade proceeding me. My goal was the figure, standing still upon his perch. It was simple, the shadows fled from my golden blade. Those unlucky enough to be pierced evaporated, a quick sucking sound following their departure. I finally reached my goal, but still he stood, seemingly turned to stone, staring out onto the valley of shadow below.

(Will): All my life, I've had my very existence planned. As a weapon. No more, enough is enough! I am taking back my life and saying what my destiny is. No one controls me.

He turned at this, and said one thing before we jumped into battle.

(Figure): But, are you ready to face your destiny one last time?

Then we both lunged at each other.

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Okay, here ends chapter 9! Thanks to all those who reviewed, and sorry for taking so long. Believe me, there was more than enough dust to kill a guy on the document. Hoping to get a few reviews, but try not to flame. This doesn't mean that I wouldn't accept them, but try not to berrate me too much. I'll update if I get at least two reviews, faster if I get more. Here's hoping that I get to post more! Also, send me any ideas that you want! I'll take 'em!