Sorry 'bout the delay! I'm working on three stories right now: this one, my FictionPress story, and a brand new story I started here called SunClan. It's a Warriors fanfic, please read it!

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Wow, you people are no fun!

Disclaimer: I don't own Code Lyoko…

Claimer: As always, I own Olivia Allen and Brian Eberly.

Olivia: Hey! You can't own me!

Me: I created you and your whole life story! A little gratitude please!

Brian: He is currently in the hospital after some angry reviewers struck a couple of bricks to his head.

Olivia: -smirk- Can he stay there forever?

-Courtyard-

Yawning from exhaustion, Olivia Allen emerged from the woods behind the gym with her friends along her sides. Too many things were happening at once, and the New Yorker just wanted to curl up in her bed and sleep for the remaining of the day.

Behind her, Olivia could hear a familiar voice calling eagerly in her direction, but didn't dare acknowledge it. "Kathryn! Kathryn, over here!" 'Kathryn?' The brunette said to herself. 'There's a Kathryn in this school? But what would Brian want with…'

Olivia felt a sharp tug at her arm. Looking next to her, she saw Odd pushing her forward a little faster than the pace they were going at, even the rest of the gang sped up to match it. His face was fixed in a snarl, but a tiny glimmer of fear was lodged in there too. Olivia halted her friends assertively.

"Who's Kathryn?" she demanded. Odd refused to meet her eyes, and turned to Ulrich for help. But he instantly took Yumi and Aelita under his wing and walked away. Olivia's face tightened.

"Odd, who is Kathryn?" she questioned again through gritted teeth. This time, the blonde was stuck. Keeping his head down, he pointed warily to her. Olivia widened her eyes, feeling a mix between slight confusion, and boiling anger.

"Kathryn? Kathryn! You talked to him, didn't you? I thought I told you it was danger…" Olivia cut her sentence down as easily as she could, seeing her ex advancing to them. "…dangerous to not wear gloves during a science experiment!" Odd looked up, getting the feeling that she was both covering up her secret and feeling guilty about snapping at him.

He nodded understandingly. "You're right, Kay. I'll be more careful." Brian walked up that same moment next to Olivia casually, casting a sneer toward Odd. He guessed he hadn't forgotten the squabble they had been in earlier.

"Yo…Kathryn, right?" asked Brian. He showed no signs of blushing or shyness that many guys did trying to ask a girl out. Odd stood higher at the thought. Was Brian noticing that playful Miss Kathryn Bertrand was really the aloof Olivia Allen? Is that why he felt so calm, because he had already asked her out before? Odd shook his head, trying to kill the thought.

Olivia dwindled her fingers. "Yes, Kathryn Bertrand, and you are…Bobby?" Odd had to admit, Olivia was a good actress. However, he was also provoked that Bobby didn't show one sign of anger or aggravation. He simply winked at Olivia.

"Brian. So, I heard from that Dunbar guy that there's a dance comin' soon. Want to go with me?" Brian was just making Odd mad. He had clearly told him to back off, and that Olivia was already taken. But his arrogance proved that he didn't take Odd seriously: that he was just another guy in line to suck-up.

But Olivia looked at Odd, acting serious. "You didn't tell him? Half of the school already knows." Olivia did a quick wink for him to get the picture. Odd nodded, turning to Brian with an angry face.

"I told you Brian! Me and Kathryn are together. We're going to the dance, whether you like it or not!" Odd felt relieved to finally tell him off in front of Olivia, showing he had guts. But Brian wasn't backing down. As he reached for Olivia's turning shoulder, Odd swiped at him, knowing too, the motion by heart.

"Shrimp!" Brian screamed, preparing to throw a hard punch. Olivia's eyes widened with anguish, seeing his fist raised brought back another memory, something she couldn't bare seeing to happen to anyone else. She lunged at him, grabbing his fist with strong hands. Even though her legs were useless, her arms were stronger then ever as she clutched the strained hand. She brought it down forcefully with a swift strike.

"Leave me alone!" she yelled out, feeling more confident than ever. Grabbing Odd's hand, she dragged him away, not waiting for him to spat a sarcastic remark. He watched as Brian was still walking, his eyes glazed on Odd with unmasked loathe. He would have to deal with him later…

-Olivia's Room-

Slamming the door behind her, Olivia flattened herself to the bed, feeling suddenly worn and desperate. She really hoped Brian didn't recognize the demand she had last gave him…

With the New York streets bustling in rush hour, Olivia was walking home, still condemned to the burden of crutches. Still, she held her spirits high. School would recover, and her friends would understand. That stupid rumor wouldn't last forever.

Edging closer to her large home, a sudden feel of paranoia overwhelmed her. Looking around the street, there was nothing really menacing around. Her house was big and Victorian-style, but it was near a secluded section, where hardly many people came to, except neighbors who shared similar houses.

In the same instant, the crutch she had been balancing most of her weight on was robbed from her possession. She grabbed her other, shivering, not just because her crutch had been taken, but she didn't see who took it. Looking around, a round object was hurtling towards her cheek, but she couldn't turn in time. Olivia fell to the cement.

Staggering with the extra weight from the cast, she turned over only to see that her tormentors hadn't finished their job. There were four of them, tall and exceptionally muscular, looming over her with eyes of intense hate. They reminded her of the wolverine she had seen at the zoo, constantly stalking prey with a passion.

One boy in particular caught her eye. She turned sharply to the blonde in the middle, her fear melting away. "Brian!" she snapped, blindly grabbing her crutch incase her classmates tried anything. "What do you want?" The pain in her cheek wasn't compared to immense bewilderment that her boyfriend was planning this little expedition.

Brian smirked, kicking at the crutch in her arm, flailing it in the bushes lining the walkway. Olivia didn't take her eyes off him. "You know perfectly why! Turning everyone's reputation into toilet water is enough to say!" He grinned hatefully.

"Are you that insane? Are you only upset about your stupid rep?" Olivia had spat distastefully. They were being idiots!

"You don't get it, do you? Everyone said you were perfect. Olivia Allen is SO great, she amazing! But not anymore! They told us your legs would never heal, we all knew, don't try to hide it!" A boy with black hair, who Olivia recognized was Gerard Baker, one of Brian's best pals, had said. Olivia glared at him.

"What are you…?" Olivia's accusation was cut short by a blinding punch striking her in the nose. Brian had hit her.

That day was probably the first time Olivia discovered her animal likeness, but still didn't know it. Growling, she bit down on Brian's hand, her vampire-sharp teeth locking it in her mouth. Brian yowled out in pain, slapping Olivia's head off his marked hand. Olivia was just as surprised. She hadn't meant to bite him. She just made it worse as the boys gathered around her, picking a side to start at…

Olivia awoke, sweating after her nightmare. Looking at the clock, she realized that she hadn't done much but dozed off for a couple of minutes. A knock on her door woke her up completely. She dragged herself to the door, hoping that it wasn't Brian, cutting the last hour of class. To her fear and dismay there he was.

"Hey…" he seemed a little regretful. "Sorry about that, outside…" Olivia raised her eyebrow; she didn't believe him. "Can I come in?" Olivia was about to slam the door in his face. Hadn't he got the picture about her and Odd? But he kept his hand to the door.

"No, I just want to ask you about some science homework." Although he looked cheery and honest, Olivia didn't buy it for a second. But then again, she feared she would give too much away. She let him in.

"All right, today we were talking about atoms…" Olivia wasn't really listening. She felt that same strange paranoia sensation. It hurt her head.

"Kathryn? Are you listening?" Brian rested his hand one her shoulder, but she squirmed away, angry.

Brian's look of regret and realization faded into a pout of stubbornness. "C'mon! Are you that into Della Robbia? He's a shrimp, and he could hardly take care of himself. See what happened? You had to stop me instead of him defending himself," Brian spilled out. Olivia knew that Brian hated softness, which made him a grade-A bully.

Anger was slowly rising in her throat. "Just quit it! Are you crazy enough to try and make me break up with my boyfriend?" Olivia snapped her mouth shut. She was re-living the day on the sidewalk, when Brian and his gang had jumped her unfairly. The paranoia couldn't be ignored.

Brian had noticed it too. "You know, you remind a lot like…like an old friend of mine…" he edged closer to her, his eyes searching for some kind of sign. In his attempt, his knee hit her hard on her own knee, where the bad gash still was, never to heal.

Olivia wailed; clutching her knee as the pain was burning hard into her leg. Brian looked dumbstruck, and reached for her pants leg to examine the wound that he still didn't know off.

Olivia tried to swat at his arm, but the spasms in her knee roused her whole body into nothing more than an aching shake-fit. For a minute, she thought she would have a seizure.

Brian apprehended the cuff of her pants, slowly bringing it up to see what his acquaintance was crying about. Olivia felt the paranoia forming a picture slowly in her head, a picture of flying fists, pain, and savior, but she didn't know how anything could fit into this nightmare of a day. Her head was spinning as she tried to lash at Brian's arm. Her paranoia was no longer fear that Olivia had thought it was for so long. Her animal DNA was taking into effect as she had grown used to it. It wasn't paranoia, it was instinct.

Brian stared at the gash in her knee dumbly, blinking twice as to bring him back to reality. Instantly, he stood up, backing away towards Olivia's desk; stunned.

He pointed at her, first shocked, then competed with a gleam of hurtful passion in his eyes. Olivia's spasms got the best if her. She fell to the ground, crawling to the far end of her bed. Leaning against it, she looked up, just like she did when she coward under the safety of her one crutch. But now, there was nothing for her to hide behind. She was stuck, hugging her wound and waited for Brian to strike.

Instead, he only chuckled mockingly. "Well, the school was right. You can never take the spirit out of the spirit itself. Some said you would come back as strong as ever before the accident," Brian muttered. "But now, now I see it! The hair, the clothes, the eyes-man, oh, man those eyes! How could I have not seen it before? Guess you were right about this. I am insane to not notice this." Olivia's fear shocked eyes stared up at him.

"But they were wrong about one this," Brian continued. "Olivia Allen never came back as strong as she had left." Brian took one step towards Olivia.

The frightened girl closed her eyes. 'Someone,' she pleaded silently. 'Someone please help me!' Hopefully, someone would hear her cry, even if there hadn't been a sound. Brian was wrong; she was still strong as ever. Her animal instincts told her to stand up and face this, without running, even if she could. She felt the wolf inside her howling boldly, already knowing that nothing would stop Brian's treachery if she didn't do something. It was stupid, yes, but she was angry. Now, her cover was blown. She felt the glow of her necklace curing her sense. It was all she needed…

OK, chapter is done. Please, if you read Warriors, please check out my story! Leave me a review too!