Disclaimer: I do not own Code Lyoko, but I do own Xenon

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Well, it's most likely not Xana. He'd have me in a death grip. Xenon thought quickly trying to figure out who grabbed her before looking at them. Odd wouldn't say, 'I want to talk to you.' Well, at that moment. Not in that tone. Mr. Delmas would have added 'Miss Smith.' Then who is it?

Xenon turned to face whoever it was. It was a man in his mid thirties. He wore a black suit and black sunglasses. Government officials like the ones who came after Franz Hopper. Xenon thought.

"Can I talk to you?" he asked. Xenon stared at him for a moment.

"No." Xenon said a broke free from his grip and ran outside the gym. She thought of what to do for a fraction of a second. They're after me. I'm the only one who knows a lot about Lyoko except for Franz Hopper but he's trapped under Xana's control which serves him right…

"Wait miss!" The man shouted as he ran towards her. Xenon ran not sure where she was headed. She ran through the center of the courtyard when the man tackled her.

"Leave me alone!" Xenon yelled as she struggled to get away.

"I just want to talk to you."

"About what?" Xenon asked, still struggling.

"Your singing." The man said. "I'll get up if you promise not to run." He got up and Xenon didn't run.

"So, what about my singing?" Xenon asked as she pressed down on the sides of her skirt.

"You have a wonderful voice. I've been going to high schools across the county, holding karaoke contests, and see if I can find any talent. You have the talent I've been looking for."

"But that wasn't mine, it was someone else's song."

"Don't worry. You have a talent that needs to be shared with France and the world. My name is Anton Lenoir and I'm from HMF. I'm a scout to spot talent in teens. I found the Subsonics a few years back. You could be equally big." He looked at Xenon. He seem to wait for her to say something like, "Oh my god! This is like a dream come true!"

"And?" Xenon asked. Her voice didn't show any emotion.

"I would like to take you to the studio in Paris and see what you could do. And if you are as good as I think you are, we'll sign you on shortly after that. I have a feeling you'll be a hit and will sell a few million."

Xenon stared at him for a moment. "I'm not interested…at all." She walked toward the dorms.

"Do you understand how big this offer is?" He asked, running up to her and stopping her in her steps.

"Yes. I could have my face on magazines, in shop windows, on TV, my voice of the radio, and much more." She stared at him without blinking. "I don't want that. I don't need that." She walked around and headed for the dorms again. The man grabbed her wrist.

"You don't know what you're saying. Maybe you should think about it." He suggested. He got closer to Xenon and held her tighter with both of his hands. Xenon tried to get out of clutches but he refused to loosen his grip.

"Let me go." Xenon said. Her heart beat frantically in her chest. He's too close. Xenon thought. I need to get away…

"No." He said. He seemed to have switched something in Xenon and she was unable to move away. He placed a hand on her breast, the other wrapped around her waist, and placed his lips on hers. He bit her lip, Xenon opened her mouth, and he put his tongue inside.

MOVE! Her brain screamed. Don't stand there! He'll rape you and then kill you! Like you always hear about on the news! Xenon tried to break away, but was transfixed. He pushed her to the ground and continued to kiss her and grope her breasts. He used a hand to feel up her black skirt. He slipped his hand up a few inches. A fist collided with Mr. Lenior's face, breaking the connection. Xenon cried out in fear, recoiling from the man whose jaw bone gave a loud snap. Anton Lenior yelled in the instant pain the spread throughout his face.

"Stay away from her, asshole." Xenon looked up. She saw Odd bent over the man with a bloody fist, Odd's own blood. Odd raised his fist to strike again and he did, right in the jaw again. Blood pooled out of Anton Lenior's mouth.

"Odd…" Xenon whispered watching him. Odd's face was full of rage. His face read 'kill.' He punched anywhere he could. Xenon was scared; she didn't want Odd to be a murderer. "Odd…" She called again. Xenon placed a hand on his right arm which was drawn back. "Odd, leave him. Odd, please let's just go."

Odd looked at the bloody and bruised Anton Lenior who was unconscious. He glanced at Xenon and then gave her his full attention as he saw her face. Xenon had a scared, petrified, and pale face. Tears rolled down her face and she trembled.

"Let's go Odd, please." Xenon pleaded. Odd was scared as he looked at her. Odd wrapped an arm around her shoulder and led her back to the dorms. Xenon leaned on Odd for support and half cried on his shoulder, completely forgetting Anton Lenior. They got into the dorms and was in front of Xenon's room, 112, when she saw Milly.

"What happened?" She asked noticing, not that you couldn't, how disheveled Xenon was and Odd's bloody fist. Xenon didn't look up from Odd's shoulder and Odd gave Milly a look that said go away and don't say anything. Milly ran down the hall not looking back at them.

Xenon opened up the door and they both walked in. They sat on Xenon's purple covered bed and just sat in silence for several minutes. Odd's hand was no longer bleeding and was just encrusted in blood.

"Odd?" Xenon asked softly.

"Yeah?"

"I love you."

"I know." Odd said. "I love you too." Xenon got closer to Odd then kissed him. Xenon leaned against him while he held her. Xenon drifted off to sleep. Odd looked her. From where he was sitting, he got a good view down Xenon's shirt. He stared for a second, smiled and leaned against the wall and fell asleep.

-()-

Xenon woke up with her head in Odd's lap. She got up, yawned, and stretched. It was six in the morning on Sunday, the sixteenth. She looked at Odd. Odd was snoring and his mouth was wide open. Parts of his hair were no longer gelled up to a point and his once bloody hand was bruised and covered in dried blood.

Xenon looked inside the mess that was her closet and extracted a towel. She went to the bathroom, got the towel wet, and came back. She gently pressed it on Odd's bloody hand. Odd's hand twitched at the touch of the towel and his snoring stopped.

"Morning, Xenon." Odd yawned as she scrubbed on his hand.

"Good morning." Xenon said not looking up. Odd took the towel from her and scrubbed his hand more vigorously than Xenon did, grimacing at the pain.

"I shouldn't have hit him that hard if it was going to screw up my hand this much." Odd said. "But he deserved it." Xenon was quiet and looked at her hands. Odd noticed this and put the towel down and took both of her hands in his. "Are you alright?" Xenon looked up at him.

"Yeah." Xenon answered automatically. "I was just thinking about last night. I—I couldn't move. I couldn't run from him. It was weird. If you hadn't come around, I don't know if I—if I would be here. He could have done anything to me." Xenon said close to a whisper. "I could have been killed." Xenon shook as she said this. "Time. Life. Weird isn't it?" Xenon said with a slight chuckle. "You never know when you could die or what is around the corner of happening to you just out of sight. Unlike other people, I—we have the power to change it by using the supercomputer's return to the past." Xenon paused. "We can use it for our own advantage…" Xenon sighed.

"I know what you mean. It's alright." Odd said, as he gave her a hug, thinking about how Xenon had for many time folds to try to stop him from dying but had failed every time.

-()-

Xenon and Odd left for breakfast at eight from the dormitory. They stepped out into the courtyard and stared in horror at the scene ahead of them. There were about ten men walking in the area that was roped out with yellow security tape. There was the bloody Anton Lenior on the ground still and had three people examining his body and taking samples. Xenon and Odd stared at the people. Odd gripped Xenon's hand and squeezed, which reopened the cuts on Odd's hand.

"Odd…" Xenon said still staring ahead.

"Let's go the hermitage." Xenon nodded and still stared at the scene as Odd pulled her in the direction of the park. Odd sighed as they entered the park.

"They probably but I really hope not. They probably have or took a sample of my blood that was on that guy." Odd said rubbing his, once again, bloody hand. He stopped and fell to his knees and Xenon kneeled next to him. "I didn't mean to killed him." Odd said staring at the ground. "I was just trying to protect you. I-I got carried away which is a big understatement." Xenon embraced Odd.

"It's alright." Xenon whispered.

(Flashback)

"Dad, I got an award from school for my artwork. " Odd said. He was seven had one of his front teeth were missing. His blonde hair wasn't gelled to a point and it was short. He wore a pair of blue jeans and a purple shirt. He was in the living room with his father. His father was watching FOX who was talking about stocks.

Odd's father looked up at his son and the piece of paper Odd held in one hand and his artwork depicting an Italian style house with tall trees and loads of flowers surrounding it; it was Odd's grandma and grandpa's house in Italy. Odd had used a variety crayons, color pencils, and markers. His eyes narrowed and he got up and advanced on his son. He took the award out of his son's hands and glanced at what was written on it.

Odd Della Robbia, first grade class of Ms. Farnum, May second, 1992. Voted by the class most likely to become an artist.

His father ripped up the award right in front Odd's eyes and let it drop to the ground. Odd stared up at his father. His father went down on one knee to be face to face with Odd. Odd stared his father in the eyes while fumbling with his drawing behind his back; desperately hoping his father wouldn't take it and shred it to pieces too.

His father looked at his son's eyes filled with sadness and panic. Odd's father lifted his hand and slapped Odd, hard, the left side of his face with such power that it knocked Odd off his feet and to the floor.

"I told you time and time before. Art is nothing. There is no point to it. It will never give you anything. Stop doing it and focus on computers." His father commanded. Odd stared up at his father rubbing the side of his face; his picture had fallen out of Odd's hands and laid forgotten on the ground. Odd's father raised his hand to slap to strike once more just to make sure his son got the message when his wife walked in.

"Don't!" She yelled at him. "Let him do art. He's only seven!"

"He should start computers now. It will benefit him and his children and his grandchildren for many decades. It is best and the most stable job he could get. He's not the brightest bulb in the box. This is the best opportunity for him." Odd's father retorted. Odd stared at his parents. Odd's silently cried and walked away from the shouts.

"It doesn't matter! He should be able to do what he wants. Let him pick his future! It's not your decision!"

"It should be!"

(End flashback)

Odd hugged Xenon tighter and took in several deep breaths. "It's alright." Xenon repeated. "It'll be fine. I'll always be with you."

-()-

Two weeks later and still Odd hadn't been arrested for murder. No police, not anyone, came around demanding to arrest Odd Della Robbia. Odd and Xenon were afraid that Milly, who had seen Odd covered in blood, hadn't seemed to put two and two together, told anyone, or put anything in the school paper about it. Odd was thankful for this but couldn't help but think in a minute is someone going to come up to me and arrest me and put me on trial for murder? What'll happen? If I do, I'll most likely get a death sentence and never see Xenon ever again…

It was February second, Aelita and Xenon's seventeenth birthday. It was on a Monday. It was also groundhog's day and apparently there was going to be six weeks more of winter.

"So, what do you want?" Odd asked as they left Xenon's room.

"Nothing. I'm fine." Xenon said. Odd looked at her.

"Well, you already have a necklace from Christma-"

"Odd, no I don't." Xenon interrupted.

"What do you mean? What happened?"

"On New Year's eve, when I saw you kissing Sissi, I took it off my neck and threw it down. I don't know what happened to it." Xenon said guiltly.

"Oh." Odd said not wanting to talk more about that day.

Odd and Xenon arrived in the cafeteria for breakfast and sat down with Jeremie, Aelita, Ulrich, and Yumi. They were quiet.

"So, what do you two want to do today for your birthday?" Odd asked Xenon and Aelita. Wow, I just said a lot of oo sounds… Xenon put an evil smile on her face. "With in reason--"

"Hey, did you guys hear about Sissi?" Tamiya asked with Milly behind her. It was weird usually Milly was the person who talk to other people and Tamiya was in the background.

"What?" Xenon asked.

"Well, Julie Vigouroux told us who heard from Veronique Fayolle who heard from Heidi Klinger who heard from Jeanne LeBihan who heard from Anais Fiquet who heard from Maitena Lecuyer--"

"A long list of people and?" Odd interrupted.

"Well, there's a rumor that Sissi is pregnant."

"What?!" Xenon said. She stood up and leaned in closer to Tamiya. "What did you say?"

"Sissi…is…pregnant..." Tamiya said slowly. Xenon stared down at the table and thought for a second. She jerked her seat back, making it fall, and ran outside. She ran to a tree that was near the entrance to the park. She breathed heavily and cried.

Odd lied to me. He had sex with Sissi and now she pregnant with a child that's half Odd's. He lied to me… "He lied to me…" Xenon whispered. "He lied to me…" He lied to me about something huge. He didn't tell me. He—he lied to me…

Xenon heard a crunch of a branch on the ground. She looked up; it was Odd. She felt like turning away from the man, no child Xenon thought, that had lied to her something big. She faced Odd.

"How could you lie to me?" Xenon asked. Her voice gave no emotion; it have no feeling; It was all in one tone.

"I thought if I told you, you wouldn't stay." Odd said, copying Xenon's tone.

"Odd, why would you think that?" Xenon asked, confused. This is too much right now and of course it all has to happen on my birthday.

"You freaked out and went to Paris just because, all you knew, I just kissed Sissi."

"You should have told me!" Xenon said angrily. "It might have taken longer for me to come back. But I thought after I forgave you for kissing Sissi. I thought we had a clean slate…but I was wrong. You hid something huge. You lied about it day after day for over a month. I trust you. You lied to me." Xenon said. She slapped him on the left side of his face.

(Flashback)

His father ripped up the award right in front Odd's eyes and let it drop to the ground… His father looked at his son's eyes filled with sadness and panic. Odd's father lifted his hand and slapped Odd, hard, the left side of his face with such power that it knocked Odd off his feet and to the floor…

(End flashback)

Odd stared at Xenon as she walked off. Her slap brought back memories of my father, but her words hurt the most.

"You lied to me." Xenon's words echoed around him. It hurt her. My lies hurt her the most… Odd thought.

-()-

Xenon ran across the campus forgetting of her classes which started in five minutes. She ran for her dorm, slammed the door behind her, and locked it. She walked up to her desk. What's the point? Xenon asked herself. She placed her laptop on her bed away from her desk. No point in getting that stained… Xenonsat in her chair and opened the drawers. It contained pens, pencils, a ruler, tape, scissors, and other school supplies. She shuffled through the drawer for a second and took out a box cutter with a purple handle.

She stared at it and pushed the knob forward so the blade moved out of its plastic protective case. There's no point. Why live? Maybe the pain from cutting my wrist will hurt more than this ache in my heart. She pressed the flat, cool part against her left wrist. No point…Not point is suffering like this…No point…

Xenon switched it to the blade pressing down slightly and sliced it through her wrist. It was a small cut, no blood fell. Her heart pounded in her chest. This ache is still here. Xenon closed her eyes. Think clearly! The logical voice shouted in her head. This is stupid. Don't do this. Think if you and Odd can get past this, think about what could happen. Marriage. Children. Grandchildren. Old age. Be together forever…

"Only if I save Odd." Xenon reminded herself. "Even if I save him, I have to…" Don't think about it. You'll make it right this time! "Maybe…" Xenon said doubtfully.

A loud banging came on the door with the shouts from Odd, "Xenon, I love you. Please let's just talk!" It was too late. The pounding had scared Xenon to death. The blade was still on her wrist as she thought and, when she was scared, she had jumped and the blade came down hard on her wrist cutting her major vein, several smaller ones, and the box cutter sliced its way through a nerve.

Xenon screamed in pain. She threw the box cutter at the wall away from her. She gripped her wrist with her right hand and fell to the floor. Blood oozed and gushed out. Xenon couldn't keep consciousness and her face turned pale from the blood lost. Her blood flowed off her arm and onto the white carpet beneath her.

"Xenon?!" Odd yelled. "Xenon, what happened? Talk to me. I'm coming in!" Odd was scared of what happened. What had caused Xenon so much pain for her to scream like that? He kicked the door. It took a few but it opened. Odd saw Xenon and took out his cell phone and called 9-1-1.

-()-

"Sissi. It is rumored around school that your pregnant. Is this true?" Mr. Delmas stared angrily at his daughter who was sitting opposite of her. They were in his office. Sissi was as scared as a bunny rabbit surrounded by wolves.

"Daddy, I—I--" Sissi began.

"Yes? Are you or are you not?"

"I--"

(Flashback)

A headache filled Sissi's head as she woke up. She looked around expecting to see her pink bedspread, and other pink items in her room. But she was the purple bedspread and a poster of soccer players. She looked around. She saw Kiwi sleeping at the edge of the bed on the other side of the room. She got up and realized that she wasn't wearing anything. She quickly put on her clothes that she found on the floor and saw by the closed door was a necklace. She picked it up it was a gold locket with purple crystals that formed the letter X.

"Xenon." Sissi whispered. Sissi looked over at the bed she got up from and saw Odd snoring away. Crap. Sissi thought. It could have at least been with Ulrich…not Odd… Sissi stuffed the locket in her pocket and opened the door. Ulrich was standing right there and yelled in surprise. Sissi rushed past him and ran down the stairs that led downstairs to her dorm.

(End flashback)

"I took a test and yeah I am." Sissi said in a small voice.

"Who's the father? I shall see that he's expelled." Mr. Delmas questioned. Sissi thought about saying Odd's name, but stared at the floor instead. Odd was just as drunk as I was. He was asleep and he might not even know about it…but Ulrich saw me leave. He'll probably tell Odd—"Who's the father?!" Mr. Delmas yelled at her.

"I—I can't tell you." Sissi said in a whisper.

"What?"

"I can't tell you." Sissi said louder and more confident. I'm not going to split them up and make them both unhappy just because I'm jealous…I mean I've liked Odd ever since he came to France in the eighth grade…

"Why not?" Her father demanded.

"I just can't daddy." Sissi said in a pout hoping her father would drop the subject and let her leave. Her father sighed.

"I'll set up an appointment for an abortion." Her father said.

"What?" Sissi asked confused.

"You're getting an abortion."

"I—I don't want to." Sissi said. I love Odd and this is all I'll ever have of him. "I want to have the child. I'm not going to let you or anyone else kill a defenseless child."

"If you want to child so bad. I'm afraid Elizabeth," Sissi rolled her eyes at her real name, "Then I'm going to release you from school and you will be home schooled at home by your aunt in Paris."

"But daddy!" Sissi complained. "I want to stay here."

"NO!" Her father yelled. "I'm not going to let you destroy this school's reputation by having a child. If you want to stay here so much then you'll have to get an abortion. It's your decision. Stay here at Kadic or have a child at the age of seventeen. Which will it be?" Sissi thought for a moment. This was a big decision.

"I'm having the child."

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A/N Yep. Sorry it took so long! This is the longest chapter that I've written. Who stopped Xenon seems very far away. Yesterday, I finally said I'll finish the chapter. Sorry it took two weeks! This chapter originally wasn't going t go in this direction, well the Anton Lenior scene, I started day dreaming while writing and that's what happened and I decided to keep it.

Well, if some can tell me what , Julie Vigouroux, Veronique Fayolle, Heidi Klinger, Jeanne LeBihan, Anais Fiquet, and Maitena Lecuyer have in common I'll tell them something about future chapters. And no it's not that they're all girls sorry but something else. These characters are real and from the show. But wikipedia doesn't have all of them, so if your desprate I've made it difficult. :D But anyways. If no one guesses correctly I'll tell where I got the names from.

Well, I'll work on trying to get chapters fast. I'll try. Don't forget to review!