Well, I updated a few hours early, mainly because I had a great day and I want it to end on a high note! Also thanks to Annikyuu for clearing up the analogue clocks thing I was unsure about. Now, onto the story!
Pretty Hate Machine
Anger doesn't make me satisfied until I get something back.
Chapter 5: He Wants It All
"Ulrich! Please… Save me!"
"I'm trying… but… he's going to destroy me!"
"Please, otherwise he'll- No. Here's here. Ulrich, help me, please!"
The last thing he heard was a scream before he-
-Sat up in his bed suddenly. He was covered in sweat, especially his palms and his forehead. And it wasn't even a hot night. He felt absolutely horrible, with his filthy sweat making him feel hot and weathered.
Ulrich took his singlet off and used it to wipe his arms. He had no need of it for the rest of the night. He was extremely hot and bothered to keep on wearing it. He laid back down in bed again, staring at the ceiling, hoping to just drift to sleep due to tiredness. He had been pushing himself for the past two days, by waking up early and going out at night in town. However, it was to no avail. He wasn't going back to sleep.
Ulrich sat up again, checking the time on their digital clock in the room. It read 0:15, a quarter past midnight. He sat up, and looked over to his right. Odd was sleeping soundly, with his arm dangling over one side of the bed; there was definitely nothing that could wake him up. Boy, Ulrich wished he could sleep like that.
Then, Ulrich picked up a beeping sound from his satchel, which was hung around their desk chair. He stood up and walked over to his bag, quickly finding his mobile phone despite it being completely dark in his bag, let alone his room. He opened his silver mobile phone, seeing its very bright screen light up the room partially. A box stating, 1 Message Received, covered his screensaver, appeared once Ulrich's eyes adjusted to the light.
Who would be sending messages to me at this time of night? Ulrich questioned in his thoughts.
It was indeed suspicious to Ulrich, who never received a text message at this time of night, unless Odd was playing prank on him. But Odd was fast asleep. Then, his thoughts immediately went to the dream that woke him up from his peaceful sleep. What if that dream was telling him he would be receiving a text message from his mother soon, asking for his help? What if his father was making her suffer again?
Ulrich selected OK on his phone and it displayed the message for him. He was taken by surprise by the message, as it ended up being something completely unrelated to what he was thinking about.
Meet me in S5. I am in need of ur assistance. An Ally.
Jeremie? Ulrich questioned. He was perfectly aware Jeremie was still up, probably working on the multi-agent program. But he needed to go to Lyoko for it? And it required Ulrich's help?
As far as Ulrich was concerned, it was the perfect opportunity to get his mind off that incident. He quickly got dressed in a black t-shirt and grey tracksuit pants, grabbed his iPod and headed out of the room. And he wasn't too worried about getting caught by Jim, as he knew that he was probably in his room, sleeping like a baby.
Ulrich reached the Supercomputer Lab in record time, as this time of night allowed him to not worry about anybody spotting his presence around the school. Like he expected, Jeremie was not in the room. He was probably on Lyoko, waiting for him.
Ulrich ran to the Supercomputer, hoping Jeremie had set up a delayed virtualization he could start just by pushing a button. He looked at the screen, and grunted in frustration that he'd had to input the commands. Jeremie should've been a little bit kinder and made his life a lot easier just by doing that little favour for him.
The teenager stood directly in front of the Supercomputer, studying the keyboard, trying to remember from his crash course about making a delayed virtualization to the Mountain Sector of Lyoko. He did that before, when he accidentally confused it with finding the location of a Way Tower during a XANA attack.
As he retrieved the memory of typing the keys, he realised that the process could possibly be similar. All he had to do was change one word. First, Ulrich typed in SC\Run. Then the Supercomputer processed the information, and set Ulrich to a new line, looking like something his father was working on at home from work.
SC:\\Run_
Ulrich quickly typed in what he assumed to the correct sequence to activate a delayed virtualization to Sector 5. But quickly stopped himself from pressing the Enter key. He looked up to check if every character was right, as a single mistake could make it invalid.
SC:\\Run_Scanner_1Delayed_Virtualization\Carthage\PW:SCIPO
He gingerly pressed down the Enter key, hoping that he was right. A timer appeared on screen, immediately ticking down. The timer confirmed that he was correct. He rushed to the ladder and began climbing down to the scanner room, as it was only a matter of time before the scanner doors closed.
He jumped off the third rung off the ground and sprinted to the scanner that was humming the loudest. He managed to enter the narrow doorway and spun around in the cylinder shaped transporter. Ulrich waited shortly until the scanner doors closed before him. He closed his eyes, relaxed, and was transferred over to a different world.
Ulrich opened his eyes. With Lyoko eliminating fatigue, hunger and thirst, he felt ready to take on anything. He activated his Super Sprint and removed himself out of the celestial dome. Soon enough, he entered a large hallway, and scanned the room for Jeremie.
He should be here, Ulrich thought, turning his head furiously in all sorts of directions. It didn't make any sense why Jeremie went anywhere else. Unless he was being attacked by XANA's monsters. However, the text message that was sent to Ulrich was too calm for Jeremie to be in danger.
The samurai picked up footsteps coming from behind. Ulrich spun around while drawing his blades from his backpack in one fluent motion. A man was caught in his sight. He was taller than Ulrich, with his short black hair standing out for the teenager. He wore a black trench coat over a purple shirt and black jeans. His appearance reminded him of William Dunbar, his rival and former possessed slave of XANA. However, there was no eye of XANA anywhere on this man's body. So, he could be trusted.
"Whoa! Careful where you point those things!" the man shouted.
Ulrich lowered his blades, staring at the man with a stoic expression. He didn't attack Ulrich, so he was friendly. He was an ally.
"Who are you?" Ulrich asked.
"I'm General Avikar of Franz Hopper's Army," Avikar introduced.
"Franz Hopper's Army? And since when did he have an army?" Ulrich questioned.
"Since Franz Hopper lost control of XANA, he created us to destroy his monsters," Avikar answered.
"Where were you all this time? You could've helped us in so many occasions," Ulrich demanded.
"We were significantly weakened by XANA as we tried to destroy him and protect Franz and Aelita Hopper. We number less than ten now, and if XANA found us, we would be annihilated," Avikar explained.
"Oh. So, were you protecting Jeremie? Is that why he texted me to come here?"
"God you are so dense," Avikar grumbled, "I was the one who sent you the message. And I'm glad you received it and came straight away."
"So why did you want me here?"
"Because your father is a corrupt man, and I want to ruin him."
Ulrich was flabbergasted. Somebody, completely unknown to his father, desired to bring him back down to Earth. Someone to let Hector Stern know that his power corrupted him. It was a huge opportunity for Ulrich, knowing he could take down his father soon.
However, Ulrich was wondering how did Avikar know about his father? And how did he know that his father was a power corrupted man? Avikar's knowledge scared Ulrich slightly, especially since his voice sounded so dark, determined and dangerous when answering Ulrich's question.
"How did you know my father?" Ulrich demanded.
"Franz Hopper showed me himself. I assumed he hacked into his files at the research company he was working at," Avikar responded.
"Research company? Since when did my father work for a research company? He works at a bank," Ulrich retorted.
"Since the day you were born. That's what it said on his file."
"Is there any more information about this?"
"Well, the research company your father works for conducts unethical experiments on humans. It is a very secretive research company, hence why not even the government can expose and shame them. I only heard about this company from Franz Hopper, who refused to work for them because they were associated with the Men in Black."
"What? Are they connected to the Men in Black now?"
"Franz isn't certain, but they seem disconnected from each other now. Which is where you come in."
"Where I come in?"
"I've assigned a few of my allies over to your house. Basically, they're going to search the house for documents that could expose your father as a corrupt businessman. Which could lead to jail time for your father. What do you think, Ulrich? Would you like to help us navigate your home?"
Time froze for Ulrich. Presented with a huge opportunity, he only needed to say one word to be accepted into this special group. However, he began questioning this opportunity. He thought it was too good to be true, that it was too easy for him. Then again he had gone through some events in life the hard way, he couldn't see how there was an easy route out of the rut he was in.
However, Ulrich saw his father as a heartless being, believing he shouldn't be called human especially after the events of that night. His father expected him to get high grades that even surpassed his own expectations. His father doesn't know him well, barely spending any time with him to get to know him. And his father only really spoke to him when it was related to school, not his social life or big issues. As far as Ulrich was concerned, he wasn't a father at all.
Being part of the incident opened Ulrich's eyes to the harsh environment his mother lived in. Ulrich's father kept on pressing down his dominance on his mother in whatever vile way he could, either by beating her or engage in non-consensual sexual intercourse with her. Thinking about it suddenly brought up feelings of hatred. He hated how his father had gotten away with those actions. He hated how he could screw around with evidence and get away with it. And most especially, he hated how he wouldn't feel a shred of empathy when he performed those actions… on his own family. It had to stop.
"Yes," Ulrich answered, returning his thoughts back to reality, "My father has gotten away with too many things… especially around my mother!"
"You had a grudge against your father? I had no idea," Avikar stated, sounding slightly surprised.
"This is all to make my mother's life better. My father uses his power to oppress my mother at every opportunity. My mother deserves so much better than this, and that's why I have to fight for her, even if it means going up against my father," Ulrich proclaimed.
"Then, I take it you are ready? Once we set you as one of our commanders I have to devirtualize you from Lyoko so you can issue orders to my team, Chetan, Pascal and Blaise," Avikar warned.
"Of course I am! I can't wait to begin!" Ulrich exclaimed.
"Good. Now, keep in mind that my people cannot be transferred off Lyoko for too long, so you have to be quick. I'll talk to you soon."
Avikar punched through Ulrich's chest before he could say another word. He dispersed immediately, but kept his mission close in mind… Retrieve particular documents from their home to expose his father of the unethical treatment of humans.
He stepped out of the scanner, smirking in utmost satisfaction. He was finally getting revenge on his father. And what better way to do it than command a bunch of spectres to do his dirty work.
Ulrich sat down on the seat in front of the Supercomputer and made himself comfortable. His mind was in a deep hole, thanks to a chain of events that happened ever since he failed protecting his mother.
He buckled Jeremie's headset on, which was now used to communicate with his new allies. He smiled devilishly as he felt like he was in a position of power, since he was finally oppressing the thing that made him go on this rollercoaster ride in the first place.
"Commander Ulrich, are you ready?" Pascal enquired.
Pascal, Blaise and Chetan were at the foot of a large tree a few metres away from Ulrich's home. Despite being spectres of their Lyoko selves, they also brought along items used for breaking and entering to avoid waking their Commander's parents up.
"In a second, I just need to get the adrenaline pumping."
Ulrich put an earphone of his iPod in his left ear, and looked down on his iPod, scrolling through the list of his songs excitedly. He stopped and smirked, finding the song that would start things smoothly.
"Perfect."
He clicked the play button, and the song had begun. The sound of the lead guitar playing in the background was building up to the rest of the song, which was dark but yet addicting to Ulrich, as he was about to take in the perfect drug of revenge.
"Proceed."
Blaise unlocked the shut window from the outside, and opened it without a sound and stepped inside the Stern residence. She held up two fingers, with the palm facing towards her and then pointed to herself.
All of a sudden, Chetan and Pascal moved up the tree like a snake slivering upwards without making any noise. Once at the top of the tree, Pascal leaped and grabbed onto the windowsill. He pulled himself up effortlessly, and drew out a crowbar from his sheath. He used the bent end to hook itself underneath the locked window, and with all his might, pushed the crowbar down, forcing it to open. To his surprise it didn't make a loud racket.
"Commander, how should I retrieve the documents?"
Ulrich could sense the lyrics of the deadly melody that was about to start, but he was already under its industrial spell.
I've got my head but my head is unravelling…
"Levitate over to wardrobe, but don't wake my parents."
"Got it."
Pascal, thanks to his Lyoko powers, defied gravity and swam through the air easily, over his Commander's parents', sleeping soundly in their luxurious bed.
"Commander, what should I do here?"
Can't keep control, can't keep track of where it's travelling…
"Trash the place without making a sound, and find anything that looks important."
Blaise acknowledged her leader, and started to tear through the bookcase in the living room. She threw the books on the floor, one by one, not caring where or how they have landed.
Chetan was rather shocked of how Ulrich could change so much thanks to his ambition for revenge against his father. However Chetan had the right to ask his boss why he needed to go to this sort of length.
"Commander, you only know for certain that your father had his documents in his bedroom. It's just wasting time that Blaise is searching for it in the living room."
I've got my heart but my heart's no good…
"He deserves it! I'll be satisfied enough even if we don't find anything here! You do the same to my bedroom!"
"But Commander, this is your home-"
"No it isn't! My home is in Kadic Academy! Now stop hesitating and start trashing it!"
"Remember Chetan," Avikar started, "I put Ulrich in charge, because this mission is beneficial to both parties, so please obey him."
But you're the only one that's understood…
"Fine, General."
Chetan propelled himself, and retracted out his cat-like paws, stabbing the wall and kept him hanging there. He extended his right arm closer to Ulrich's bedroom window and let go of the wall with his left hand. As he was flying through the air at the highest point, Chetan pushed the bricks with his left hand, which detached his right hand from it. He fell, but landed on the windowsill with such balance that was physically impossible by a normal human being.
Chetan dug his claws under the windowsill and lifted it open. He jumped into Ulrich's room and marked the door with a slash.
Ulrich smirked hearing the door being ripped into. It was like more of that dangerous drug he was taking, but it was barely fulfilling his lust.
I come along but I don't know where you're taking me…
"Commander! I just looked through the bookcase, and there was nothing there. What-"
"Destroy the room."
"But that's completely unnecessary!"
"Just do it God damn it!"
I shouldn't go but you're reaching, dragging, shaking me…
Blaise obeyed right away, even though she knew it was the wrong thing to do. She tore the cushions of the couch, fluff and feathers were flying everywhere around the room.
"You're almost as heartless as your father, Ulrich," Avikar complimented.
"Hmph, he deserved it after what he did to me. I hope he doesn't get to see the light of day after this."
Turn off the sun, pull the stars from the sky…
"Don't you realise you're eroding precious seconds away… to me?"
"Avikar! You put me in charge! So this is my revenge!"
Although, what Ulrich didn't know was he was clouding his vision from the truth, and the more he had stated that this was his revenge, the more it feeds Avikar's plan.
The more I give to you, the more I die!
Ulrich sat back in his seat, panting out his frustration. But he wanted to feel more of that substance of power. He sat up again, tightening his fingers at the front of the chair.
And I want you…
Ulrich then relaxed his muscles, and switched to hear how Blaise was going. The sound of glasses being smashed and the music in the background was soothing to Ulrich as he felt like he had tasted revenge.
And I want you…
Ulrich absent-mindly changed the channel to hear what was going on, on Chetan's end. He could hear the rough scratching objects being completely obliterated into a million pieces, with the drums from his music adding an extra effect on Chetan's attacks.
And I want you…
In the meantime, Pascal was searching through the wardrobe, moving the clothing and other items aside quietly. Then he spotted something that caught his eye. He picked up a box filled with yellow folders and took a gander at the name of the documents.
HECTOR STERN:
CONFIDENTIAL FILES
And I want you!
"Commander… I've found them. And there looks like there is a lot in there, maybe even all of them inside this vicinity," Pascal announced.
Ulrich smirked and replied, "Thank you Pascal. It looks like our objective has been fulfilled and we have no more reason to be here."
"But Commander… What Blaise and I did appears to be a waste-"
"No it isn't. I just call it my parting gift. Now you better get out of there before my parents wake up and find you here."
Chetan looked back on the carnage he had created in his leader's own bedroom with a feeling of remorse and worthlessness. He had completely torn Ulrich's bed sheets, his claw marks were etched into the wall and door and the carpet was all ripped up. He slowly slipped out from the scene, using his cat-like reflexes to grab onto the tree.
Blaise did not stop to reflect on the damage she had done, and she jumped out of the window with no regrets.
Blaise looked up, and noticed that Pascal was already outside the Stern residence. He hovered onto a tree, grabbing its thick branches, as his hovering ability didn't last forever.
"Pascal, drop the box into my arms. It looks like it could break at any moment up there," Blaise ordered.
"Alright, catch," Pascal groaned.
Blaise ran up and spun around with her back against the trees, catching the box in one swift motion.
"Let's get out of here before we get spotted," Blaise whispered.
"Guys, do you stop and think for a second of what we have done?" Chetan demanded.
"No, there is no time to. We have to spilt before we-"
"I believe we're not thinking for ourselves, but we're doing all the dirty work for the people in power, and especially to that boy who wrongly obtained it!"
"He did not!-"
"Hush Pascal, I'll lay it down to Chetan," Blaise reassured, "General Avikar knew there was something special within Commander Ulrich. He knows that with Commander Ulrich's determination and stubbornness, we can finally defeat XANA."
"XANA? Since when did he-"
But Chetan never finished his sentence… he was no longer alive. Pascal dropped from the tree, retrieving his crowbar from Chetan's head.
"Well, that shut him up," Pascal stated.
"Shut who up?" Ulrich enquired.
"Where were you just before we killed Chetan?" Blaise asked back.
"Oh, you two killed Chetan? Good, I was starting to get worried about him. Anyway, I was talking to Avikar about Chetan, but it looks like I don't need to think about him any more."
"You two wanted him dead?" Pascal asked.
"Yeah, we thought he would betray us. Anyway, hurry up. I have a feeling my parents would be awake by now."
"Yes commander."
Pascal and Blaise sprinted off into the darkness, and traced their steps back to the Factory. The dead body they left behind soon vaporised into thin air, where no evidence of anyone getting killed for their own beliefs, after all, they were only computerized spectres carrying out their mission for a person who had completely lost himself to his own lust to make himself feel more powerful for what had happened to him in the past.
Ulrich heard the elevator doors click open, and smiled when he saw Pascal and Blaise walking towards him, with Blaise holding the box with his father's documents in them.
Blaise approached him, and passed the box to him saying in concern, "I hope this isn't too heavy for you."
"No, it's actually quite light. Thank you for retrieving this for me," Ulrich reassured Blaise's worries.
"No problem Commander, we'll be ready to serve if the General allows you to lead us," Pascal said.
"Thanks… You guys should go back before XANA picks you up on Earth."
Both the spectres nodded, and took the ladder down to the scanner room. Ulrich was proud of their work, and hoped that he could work together with them again, even though he almost lost it.
"Ulrich," Avikar called.
Ulrich had completely forgotten he was still wearing the headset, but he was glad Avikar had contacted him again. After all, he did wonder when was the next time he would see the general.
"Your comrades are coming back. I'm starting up a delayed virtualization to Sector 5 so they can return immediately while we talk," Ulrich replied.
"Thank you Ulrich, I'm glad you do show compassion to my companions."
Ulrich placed the box down and typed up the sequence to the delayed virtualization to Sector 5, and responded, "Well, they did help me, so why not help them back?"
"Good point, my young friend. And I must say… you were very impressive in controlling my teammates in getting what you want."
"I hate to admit it, but my father told me using an aggressive voice will certainly work for those who are supposed to obey you."
"Your father has a good point for once. Anyway… I can also guarantee that whatever happened in the Factory never happened at all."
"That's good. Jeremie would kill me if he found out I was on the Supercomputer at this hour. How will that happen anyway?"
"I could simply replace the recordings of what the cameras see with a fake image of the room you're in untouched. Happy?"
"Of course. Avikar, I believe there might be more documents-"
"We'll investigate the places that have them and ask you to come in a night's time."
"So it's not tomorrow night, but the night afterwards, if that's what you mean?"
"Yes Ulrich, exactly what I mean. Goodnight, and I look forward to our next meeting."
"Me too Avikar. You better rest also."
Ulrich placed the headset down near on keyboard, hoping Jeremie wouldn't notice that it has been on somebody else's head in the past twenty four hours. He jumped out of the seat, and walked towards the elevator, feeling safe and secure that his nocturnal activities won't be found out.
The first thing Jeremie heard in the morning was his ring tone going off. Jeremie groaned, having finally gotten some much needed rest he hated to be woken up like that. Jeremie grabbed his glasses from the desk and put them on, making sure they rest on his nose comfortably.
He quickly grabbed his phone and answered the call, hoping he wasn't too late to answer it.
"Jeremie, get the others up. You won't believe what's on the news!" Yumi exclaimed.
"What do you mean?" Jeremie questioned.
"A news update came on since it's coming on pretty soon, and Ulrich's Dad was on it," Yumi responded.
Jeremie was stunned to silence for a short while, then replied, "We'll check it out. See you later."
Jeremie hung up on Yumi, and sprinted out of his room. He entered Odd and Ulrich's room, yelling at them in panic like he would if a XANA attack occurred. Both the boys grumbled, slowly waking up as Jeremie rushed out of their room to wake up Aelita. Odd pulled himself out of bed first, running a hand down his face to wake himself up. Ulrich soon followed suit, impressed that he could wake up at this time of morning after only five hours of sleep.
Odd looked over at Ulrich, who still was lying in bed. He grew slightly worried for his roommate, knowing that Ulrich usually gets out of bed before he does. Ulrich soon sat up, staring at Odd, wondering what he was worried about.
Meanwhile, Jeremie reached Aelita's room, knocking on her door. He was more respectful around Aelita, knowing that she wouldn't like being woken up by a racket. It took two minutes for Aelita to open the door, where she gazed at Jeremie sheepishly. Jeremie immediately told her what was going on, and to not care about getting changed out of her pyjamas.
As they walked towards the flight of stairs, Ulrich and Odd joined them. Together, they rushed down the stairways to hopefully make it to the Rec Room in time to watch the news. Fortunately, when they went outside there was no one to see that they were still in their pyjamas. They opened the door to the Rec Room, with Odd moving ahead of them to grab the remote.
Odd leaped over the couch and grabbed the remote off the small table and turned the T.V. on. The rest of the group sat themselves down on the couches, paying close attention to the T.V. Luckily; the news program just went to air.
"Breaking news, the house of a senior employee of BNP Paribas has been completely destroyed from the inside. The mysterious attack left behind no evidence of the intruders, leaving authorities baffled. The employee, Hector Stern is completely devastated and extremely frustrated. Here's a word from him," the reporter announced.
The camera switched quickly to Hector Stern. And Ulrich could tell he looked like he wanted to kill the person who did all of this to the house he invested in. That glare was all too similar to the look he had on that night.
"Whoever did this, has planned this attack very thoroughly. However, with the rest of my colleges and the law, we will find whoever did this monstrous act. Mark my words," Hector declared in frustration.
The camera switched back to the newsroom, with the news looking very calm and composed as always, like a professional.
"We couldn't get a word from his wife, Danielle Stern, as she was too distressed to speak. We'll keep you updated for any progress in finding who the attackers were," the reporter stated.
Odd immediately turned the T.V. off with a press of a button. He was stunned like Jeremie and Aelita, shocked that somebody would do this to his roommate's home. Even though no pictures were shown of what damage had been done inside the house, they could imagine something like earthquake damage or a tornado went through the house.
They glanced at Ulrich, wondering what he would be feeling at this moment. They all thought that he would be devastated, and that he wished he was with his parents to support them, despite how much he hated his father. And considering that this continued the string of unfortunate events happening to Ulrich, with his head injury and all, that they needed to support him through this difficult time.
The dramatic irony was that Ulrich was not injured by a bunch of strangers who wanted to play human baseball, and he knew the attack on his house would happen. Ulrich was severely wounded by his father three nights ago, which lead to Ulrich seeking revenge against his father by destroying their house. But his revenge wasn't going to end there.
In order to make his mother's life better, he had to take it all the way. That meant more nocturnal commotion in the places his father often went to, including his workplace, to find enough evidence to press charges against his father for unethical treatment of humans. It was ambitious to pull off, but once Ulrich had something in mind, nothing was going to stop him from achieving that.
He did feel sorry for his mother though, who was the true victim in this incident. He would never mean to hurt his mother, but his father also lived in that house. He knew eventually, after all of this was over, that the quality of his mother's life would be so much better with his father in jail.
However, to hide what he was doing, he looked down at the ground, not shifting his vision up. Although he did feel sympathy for his mother, he felt no regret for his father. And he couldn't wait for tomorrow night, where he could cause more damage to his father's squeaky clean reputation.
Author's Notes: The computer sequence is similar to how I observe my father using the 'Run' program to fix computers over the years. I'm not sure whether that would be realistic to how to run the scanners to get to Lyoko, but it sounds reasonable to me.
Ulrich also accidently activated a delayed virtualization while talking to Aelita over the phone in the episode Crash Course, when he discovered Big Fat Cheese Head was Jeremie and Aelita's code for a delayed virtualization. Hence why I could believe he could activate one again, except on purpose.
The song Ulrich was playing on his iPod was The Perfect Drug by Nine Inch Nails. It describes what was happening during the story perfectly, plus the drumbeats and guitar really darken the mood of the song and the story.
BNP Paribas is the largest bank in France, and I noticed it was sponsoring the French Open (Tennis Tournament) this year. Since Ulrich's father has implied he was wealthy in Final Round, I'm assuming he worked in a bank.
Well, I hoped you liked this chapter enough to review it and wish to see me update this soon :)