OMG! I was going to upload this hours ago! Then we had to have dinner, which took a while. After that, the servers were overloaded, then I finally got through to upload the document. When I tried to create a new story, I found out that the feature was temporarily disabled for a couple hours due to an update! I checked back later, only to learn that my internet connection had cut out entirely!

AARRGGHH! Well…anyway…I fixed the modem and the story's here now, and that's all that matters. Read the rest of my note if you feel like it or skip straight to the story, but keep in mind that this is a SEQUEL, so read the original (Code : Changes) first, if you haven't already. If you don't like Code : Changes, that doesn't mean you won't like this, since it'll be written a little differently.

Anyway…I'm surprised! Code : Changes was WAY more successful than I thought it would be. It also went in directions that I never thought it would. Heck, when I wrote a chapter, I wouldn't have the faintest idea what would happen in the next chapter! When I posted chapter 1, Kirsten didn't even exist in my mind yet! Then I decided to introduce her in chapter 2, and now she's a main character!

So, I decided to continue and write a sequel. I guarantee that this will be MUCH longer than Code : Changes was.

Anyway, here you go! I'll just get the legal stuff out of the way…

Disclaimer: I don't own Code Lyoko

Claimer: Let's see…I own Kirsten, John, Rena, Eric, Amy, Dan, and Nina. I also own this story. (duh!) Whew, that was a mouthful!

And, without further ado, I present chapter 1 of Living Up To A Legend. That's right, Code : Changes II has now begun!

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Chapter 1 – Fragments of Truth

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Twenty four years ago, in the year 2005, six heroes saved the world. These six heroes had superpowers, and technology beyond anybody's imagination. They were great friends. They amazed everybody and became famous for what they did. They were just children at the time, one of them in 9th grade, the others in 8th.

They never forgot what they did. They were the greatest of friends all the way through college. Unfortunately, they aren't best friends any more. No, they don't hate each other. They just moved on. They graduated and got married. The group of six became three separate couples. They moved away, and became separated by thousands of miles.

But truly great friends cannot stay apart forever…

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Odd and Kirsten moved to California. (A/N: If you don't know who Kirsten is, read Code : Changes) Odd began to make movies. He did all the off-camera jobs. He even produced his movies, under the name of Carthage Productions. Nearly all of his movies were big hits, so they bought a mansion near San Ramon, in a little town called Danville. They were isolated from the rest of the town. Their house was high up in the hills. Kirsten had become an actress, and had starred in many of Odd's films, as well as several others.

They had two kids, Eric and Amy. Eric looked exactly like Odd, but his hair was gelled up into a bunch of small spikes. He inherited the natural purple spot just above his forehead, so a few of the spikes were purple. The rest were blond. Amy looked exactly like Kirsten. She had long brown hair and was very beautiful. The only difference was that she had several purple streaks in her hair. Everybody at their school, Charlotte Wood Middle School, though they were weird, but they didn't care what other people thought.

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Ulrich and Yumi had moved to New York City. Both of them became hit singers, and Yumi also became a model. They lived in a mansion in the suburbs of New York City. They toured around the country, singing and, in Yumi's case, modeling. They were always together. They topped the charts, and after a year, became a two-person band. They called themselves the Lyokophiles (A/N: My tribute to all Code Lyoko fanatics, also known as lyokophiles), as a small inside joke that only they and their old friends would understand.

Eventually, they settled down, when their two kids were ten years old. They still sang. They recorded albums, and sang live only near their home. Their two children were named John and Rena. John looked exactly like Ulrich. Most girls swooned for him after he turned 13 and started 8th grade. He never found the one for him though. Many guys were in love with Rena as well, who looked exactly like Yumi. She never found the right person either.

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Jeremie and Aelita stayed in France, not because they had to, but because they couldn't bring themselves to leave. There were many memories, happy and sad, of that place. They lived in a huge house about twenty minutes away from the school, isolated in a huge forest. (A/N: No, not the forest with the Hermitage) They had become rich after developing the first 128-bit computer processor during College. They sold the idea to Intel. Then they started a videogame company called SCIPIO Games. Aelita also worked occasionally as a model in addition to helping Jeremie.

They had two children as well. They were named Dan and Nina. Dan looked exactly like his father, but he didn't need glasses. He had blond hair, and was often made fun of and called a geek, nerd, and other names. He didn't care though. Nina was also very smart, but other students of her school overlooked that because she was so pretty. Her natural bright-pink hair fell to the middle of her back. Many guys wanted to go out with her, but she didn't notice or care, too caught up with school.

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March 29, 2029

"And they lived happily ever after." Kirsten closed the book and looked at the front, smiling slightly. She shook her head as she stared ata group picture of all six of them in front of the factory, shortly after Lyoko was shut down. It was on the cover of all of the books in the series.

She looked back up at the kids. "So, how did you like it?"

Eric smiled. "It was awesome! All the monsters and action and stuff!"

Amy rolled her eyes. "I liked it too. Wouldn't it be cool if that really happened?"

Eric smiled. "Yeah! I wanna go fight monsters too!"

"Eric, trust me, you don't have any idea what it would be like…" Kirsten trailed off, remembering Lyoko and the battles that they had fought. After the show about themwas cancelled, Kirsten had taken her diary and rewritten it like a story. Eventually, the others had given her parts of their diaries from before she had arrived, and she was able to write a complete story from the discovery of Lyoko to XANA's final attack.

She had just finished reading the final part to her children. She had worked on it for years, and had ended up with a huge series of books. It was a long saga, but it was finally finished. She had published three sets, one for each family: Ulrich and Yumi, Jeremie and Aelita, and finally one for Odd and herself. She had mailed them recently, since everybody had moved away and lost contact for a while. Since they were all famous, their addresses could be found easily, given access to a computer.

She smiled as she tucked her children in, reminiscing about good and bad times during the war against XANA. It had definitely been an interesting year for her.

"Hey mom?" Eric interrupted her musings as she was about to turn off the light. She turned around.

"Yes?"

"Is that where dad got the name of his company from? Carthage?"

A small smile appeared on her face and she rubbed the back of her neck. "Um...well...yeah..."

She turned off the light and closed the door as the two children began to dream of battles and glory in the fictional world of their mother's books.

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March 31, 2029

Dan and Nina were exploring outside. Dan had wanted to go look around. He had seen the two mansions that were being built next door to theirs.

So, with their parents' permission, they left the house. The construction workers weren't there, so they explored the two mansions a bit and walked around in the forest that surrounded their soon-to-be neighborhood.

Dan looked at his sister as they arrived back on their front porch. "So, who do you think is moving in?"

"I don't know. They have to be rich, like us, to afford a house like that...maybe they are celebrities!"

"Um...right...sure..." Dan rolled his eyes and ran inside before Nina could come up with a witty remark and stopped in front of his father, Jeremie.

"Hey Dad, those two mansions will probably be done before I start school again, right?"

"Yes…maybe we'll have some neighbors your age that you can have fun with!"

Aelita walked past and overheard Jeremie. She stopped and grinned. "Or a girl your age that you can have 'fun' with!"

Dan rolled his eyes. "Come on Mom! This is one of those things that teens don't like to talk about!"

She smiled, then sat down. "Of course! I know that! I haven't always been old. I was once a teenager too. Trust me, I know what it feels like not to want to talk about something."

Jeremie laughed. "Like Lyoko, right?" His eyes went wide, and he stopped. "Um, forget I said that…"

Nina raised an eyebrow. "You mean the story? Or the Lyokophiles? What do they have to do with anything?"

Aelita smiled staring off into space. "A lot…"

Dan looked up, confused. "Do you know the Lyokophiles or something?"

Jeremie mimicked his wife, remembering. "A long time ago…"

Dan and Nina, whohad just caught up,looked at each other, wide-eyed, and shrugged.

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June 20th, 2029

"Aw…come on Dad! Why do we have to move to France?"

Ulrich looked down at his son. He smiled as he said "Well, to tell you the truth, I lived in France for a while when I was your age. I loved it there. We switched to a new record company. Their headquarters is in France. We found some really nice property in a forest. They finished building our house last month."

"But I like it here!"

"Well, I'm sorry. This will probably be the last time we move, at least until after you have graduated from College and gotten your own place."

"What about my friends?"

"It's okay. You'll make new ones. I had to…speaking of which, you'll be going to a private boarding school called Kadic Academy. That's where I went before."

"WHAT?" Rena had walked in half-way through the conversation.

Ulrich smiled again. "Trust me. You'll have fun. I sure did! Anyway, it's too late now…"

Yumi stepped in. "That's right. We're going to stay in a hotel starting tomorrow night, since the movers are coming tomorrow. We leave for France a week later. Our stuff will already be there, so we'll go straight in."

"And I know you guys speak fluent French, so you won't have much trouble fitting in."

Rena looked up. "Oh, so that's why you taught us French! Uh oh, you taught us Japanese too…"

"No, we're not going to Japan any time soon. All of our relatives are in France. We taught you French before visiting your grandparents, don't you remember? None of them speak any English. Your mom's parents speak French and Japanese, and my parents speak French and German."

"So, why can't we stay here longer? And why didn't you teach us German?"

Ulrich smiled. "First: I already told you. Second, we figured that being trilingual is enough. I don't even know the word for someone who speaks four...quadrilingual? No...maybe not..."

"Oh…fine…" John left the room, sulking. Rena left too, rolling her eyes at John's expression. Yumi looked at them, and chuckled softly.

"What?" Ulrich turned to her.

"Nothing. He just reminded me of you, back when we were at Kadic. He looked exactly like you did whenever you sulked, like when William tried to kiss me."

"Yeah, and Rena looked like you after one of Odd's wisecracks."

"Or one of yours."

They both laughed. Ulrich was the first one to catch his breath. "Wow…I really do miss the gang…Well, anyway, we better pack our suitcases."

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Odd and Kirsten sat in the dining room with their children.

"Okay, so are you sure you're fine with moving to France?"

Eric shrugged. He was pretty laid back. "Yeah, sure. But why are we going? You still haven't told us!"

Kirsten explained. "Well, your father was thinking of filming another movie. He wanted to Film several locations in France. Since we'll be there for a really long time, we thought we might as well move there and enroll you at Kadic Academy."

Amy looked up. "Academy…that sounds like a private school."

Odd grinned. "Yeah, that's where I went. Don't worry though. There aren't any uniforms or anything stupid like that."

Both of the children relaxed a bit. Odd was happy that his children were okay with moving. It would be a big change, but not as big as when he himself had moved to France. His kids had been taking French classes since elementary school, and could now speak it fluently. He himself had to get by knowing only three curse words in French for a year,when he first went to Kadic Academy. And, of course, curse words weren't all that useful for normal conversation, so he had been a loner for a while.

"Anyway, the movers come tomorrow, and we leave for France next week."

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June 28th, 2029

"Dad?"

"Yes Eric?"

"Why are we landing? We haven't passed over any water yet!"

"We have a short stop in New York City, before we go overseas."

"Oh, okay."

Odd smiled and leaned back in his seat. He was extremely comfortable in the first-class seat. Being rich certainly had advantages. His family took up one of the two rows of four seats in first-class. The other four seats had been taken by various people, all businessmen. He had tried to book a private plane, but things hadn't worked out properly and he had ended up on a commercial flight.

The plane reached the terminal and the four people in the rowbehind them got off.

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The Sterns arrived at the airport very late. They wanted to avoid spending too much time waiting for the plane, because they were always followed by mobs of fans whenever they were in a public place.

Unfortunately, this meant they had to run to the gate to make it on time.

They reached the gate without incident just as people began to board. They got in line, gave the attendant their tickets, and walked towards the plane before he could see their names on their tickets.

Being famous was not always a good thing, and they had decided to take a commercial plane since it was so difficult to hire a good private plane that would fly overseas to France.

They reached the plane and walked down the aisle into the business-class section. Suddenly, Ulrich and Yumi stopped, their two kids bumping into them.

There was a man sitting in the row in front of theirs. He was wearing all purple, and his blond hair was gelled up into a spike. Ulrich stared at him, astonished.

No way…

Yumi noticed too, just before a boy sitting in the seat on the other side of the aisle lookedback and saw them. He was remarkably similar to the man. His hair was in multiple short spikes, and two of the spikes right in front of his head were purple.

"Hey dad! It's the Lyokophiles!"

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Yes, I know. I know what you're thinking: "Stupid cliffie!" right? Don't worry. Chapter 2 will be up in a day or two.

That is, if you review…

I've been thinking of having previews for the next chapter at the end of every chapter, but I'll only do it if I get a certain amount of reviews on the previous chapter, so that gives you a very good reason to review.

Anyway, today is your lucky day, because the first preview is free:

"Hi, I live in the house next door and, well, since I'll be your neighbor, I decided to introduce myself. I'm––" He heard a muffled gasp and looked up to see who opened the door. "Oh my god!"

And with that juicy tidbit, I leave you with a final word:

REVIEW!