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How Do You See Yourself in 7 Years?- Part 2

She checked herself. Everything needed to be ready. Failure was punished severely. She had the wounds and her still unconcious partner to prove that. As she did another once over again, she couldn't help but worry that she would be at the receiving end of a painfully agonizing punishment.

"Are you ready?" one of her companions asked her.

She took a deep breath before nodding. "Let's go."

The scanner door opened and Jeremy found himself falling out of the cylinder shaped compartment, gasping for breath on his hands and knees. "If I ever... step foot... into another scanner... it'll be too soon," he said before he gasped, not because he was out of breath.

At that moment, the other three scanners opened, letting mist escape. Jeremy got up to his feet as he watched the other three males stumbled out of the scanners with just a grain of sand more grace than him.

"Man," a deep voice groaned. "I feel like I just took a ride in the transport orb."

"Odd?" Jeremy gasped.

"Yeah-wait! Who said that?" Della Robbia asked confused.

"I did." Blue eyes met violet ones as the two blondes stared at each before looking at their other two friends. Something was definitely different.

"Whoa!" Odd was the first to break the silence. "It's like that movie! 13 Going on 30!" Odd grinned before he ran over to a mirror that was placed against one of the walls, looking at his reflection. "Hello handsome!" he smirked blowing kisses at himself.

Staring back at him was a tall, toned blond about the age of 25. Instead of a cone like shape, his hair was down past his shoulder with some at the top cut short and in a spiky style while some purple and blonde hair hung in his right eye. Two rings hung around his left earlobe while a piercing stud was above his eye. To say the least, he looked very glam rock despite the tight clothes that seemed to have shrunk during his growing process.

"What do you guys think?" Odd grinned holding his arms wide, waiting for approval.

"You look like a peacock," Ulrich said simply. The brunette's change wasn't as dramatic as his friend's. He was taller and his hair was longer, long bangs hanging in front of his hazel eyes. His body was well toned though not overly defined and his voice was slightly deeper.

"At least his voice doesn't sound like he's on helium anymore," William chuckled. The dark hair male's appearance didn't change that much either. His shaggy hair was slightly shorter and he was definitely the tallest out of the group. The most prominent change about him was the well fashionable mustache and goatee.

"Ha, ha, ha," Odd said sarcastically putting a hand on his hip and rolling his eyes. "You guys are so hilarious. Can't I get any respect?"

"You didn't have any to start with to begin with and it's hard to now when you look like a bird," Ulrich chuckled.

"So," Jeremy said deep in thought, "this is what they must have been working on," he said resting his chin on his fist thoughtfully. The computer whiz had grown some though he wasn't as toned as the others and looked rather skinny. His hair was longer and in a low ponytail going to mid back. His mind was swirling with a constant rushing stream of questions.

He couldn't believe that they were able to do this. It wasn't like it was impossible and he guessed that it was similar to the programming of forming a specter but to his knowledge no tower had been activated. It would have taken the boy weeks, maybe even months, to figure the equations for this out when it only took the two artificial intelligence a few hours. He wondered if Musa and Cascada had been around when they first discovered Lyoko would they have gotten rid of Xana within half the time it took them?

"Why are we like this?" Ulrich asked bringing Jeremy out of his thoughts.

"I think it may have something to do with the parts that we need to make those bracelets," William offered.

"I really don't care," Odd grinned. "I say we show ourselves off!"

"Only one problem," Ulrich said.

"What's that?" the brunette's roommate asked.

"Clothes," Jeremy pointed out since they were all wearing their regular clothes that were two small now for their bigger bodies.

William sighed before noticing something on the lab's table. He walked over to it and found stacks of cloth materials each labeled with their names. The stack that had his name on it had a note attached.

Will, thought you might need these and even if you don't you guys are wearing them. If I don't see you guys in them you will be held responsible.

-Cascada

William sighed. Typical Cascada. He put the note away and gathered the clothes, tossing them to the others. "Come on. We need to catch a cab and go to the address Cas gave," he said.

"This is really good," Odd said looking at the clothes he was given. The design was great and the style was something he could actually see himself wearing. He looked at the inside collar to see who made it but only found a tag with a rose on it. Of course, being Odd, he couldn't put two plus two together and shrugged it off as he and the others got ready.

Catocala Lacrymosa, despite the meaning of its name, was very colorful, holding an air of excitement and pleasure making it one of the most famous and hard to get into clubs of France.

It was located in the entertainment quarter of the city located near some of the most expensive hotels. It was approximately four stories tall, the first three floors provided the clubbers to dance, mingle, drink, and have…intimate privacy if they so desired or was drunk enough.

Lacrymosa was decorated in deep cool colors of blues, greens, purples, silvers and black in a modern twist of the mythical inspired theme of Mount Olympus, the home of ancient Greek gods.

After only being opened for the last three years, Catocala had seen many visitors from only the most exclusive of exclusive people. A long lined wrapped around the block that held the club, containing people who thought that they may have been lucky enough to get inside. Except for a few lucky and beautiful women who managed to flirt with the club's bouncers, if you weren't on the list, you didn't get in…unless you were artificial intelligence who made computer hacking seem like child's play…

A sleek black taxi car smoothly stopped right in front of the entrance of the famous club. The people waiting in line along with the bouncers looked curiously at the taxi. Unless you were utterly sure you were on the list you didn't just park in front of the club liked you owned it. Even people who were on the list weren't that confident in themselves.

With inquisitive stares, the members of the line and the outdoor staff workers watched as four handsome men stepped out of the taxi. Many of the women and a few of the men hungrily took in the image of the men. The male with purple and blonde hair seemed to notice and winked at his admirers while his companions rolled their eyes.

"Stop showing off Odd and let's go," Ulrich sighed.

"Like I said before, Ulrich, this isn't something you just keep to yourself," the hyperactive blonde grinned as he waved a hand at his self. He was wearing a deep indigo button up shirt with a few of the buttons unbuttoned, showing off a well toned chest and a silver chained necklace, under a black vest with black pants.

Ulrich rolled his eyes at his friends newly gained vanity. He was wearing a similar green shirt under a black jacket, the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, and black pants. A black leather bracelet with a green stone was tied around his left wrist.

William paid the taxi driver with the money that he found in his pocket, no doubt taken from the account Musa and Cascada had. As he straightened up he ran a hand through his hair tiredly. His headache from before was still their and Odd's constant blabbering about his look was grating his nerves. The shaggy hair man stuffed his hands into his black pants pocket, ignoring the urge to strangle the eccentric blonde with his red tie that he wore with his un-tucked black shirt and black pants.

Jeremy stood to the side, looking slightly uncomfortable as he cleaned his glasses off. He wore a light blue shirt under a black jacket and tie, looking like the most conservative one in the group. The blonde was wondering why they had been sent here. What could they possibly gain from going to a club? It all seemed impractical to him to waist their time and resources to go into a club that they were underage, that is mentally, for.

"Come on Einstein," Odd said tugging on the other blonde's arm and leading him and the others straight to the front of the line.

The tall, buff, and intimidating bouncer looked down at the four males. "Name," he said gruffly.

"Egen," the cat warrior of the group said before anyone could cut him off. Neither Musa nor Cascada had told them that they needed a name to get in so it was somewhat surprising when the bouncer nodded and stepped to the side to allow them in.

"How-" Ulrich began.

"I'm just a genius like that," Odd smirked as they walked through the deserted hallway.

"The day you become a genius is the day of the apocalypse," William muttered coolly causing Ulrich and Jeremy to laugh while Odd just pouted. They opened the door at the end of the empty quiet hall and were startled when loud banging music and flashing lights filtered through. The floor was packed, either with people dancing closely together or lounging around on the provided couches and booths.

Della Robbia grinned, about to jump in and be in the middle of all the dancing till he realized that they were missing something. "Hey, do you think the girls are here?" he asked.

"They said they would meet us here," Jeremy said pushing his glasses back up his nose. "Though it may be hard to find them."

"Why don't we just call them?" Stern offered.

"That would be a good idea," Jeremy nodded stuffing his hands into his pockets, "but did any of you bring your cell phones?" The other three boys paled as they realized that they had not brought their mobiles with them. Jeremy sighed rubbing his temples. "Knowing Musa and Cascada, they probably created each of our current states so it's possible that they'll be able to recognize us."

"But also knowing them they would like to play with our heads," William frowned remebering when the two had shocked him and Odd on the bus. "We wouldn't be able to tell if it were them or someone else."

"Uh, guys?" Odd said raising his hand. "Pink hair?" he offered. The others were amazed at the boy's thought. Of course they could at least find Aelita with her hair color but as they looked around the room they realized something. A lot of the girls here had pink hair and it was nearly impossible to distinguish professionally dyed pink hair from Aelita's natural mane.

"Man," Odd sighed plopping down in front of the bar counter after he had split up from the others in order to better look for the girls. "This is going to be a long night," he sighed putting his head in his hands.

Clink

He looked up to see the bartender place a glass in front of him. Odd looked at him questioningly before the man grinned. "From the lady," he said nodding his head over to a green hair woman who looked up from her drink at Odd and gave him a soft smile.

Her hair went to mid back, with some pulled into a messy bun at the back of her head held by a pair of chopsticks. A light brown braid some how tied together with the sticks and her hair before it fell over her shoulder. She wore a forest green sleeveless Asian looking shirt, with a golden dragon and at the bottom and golden cherry blossoms at the top, which had a split on both sides revealing supple creamy skin. A pair of brown loose fitted brown pants hung temptingly off her hips and a matching pair of brown and green sandals donned her feet.

She got up from her seat and made her way towards the blonde before sitting in the seat next to him. "Hi," she said softly but there was slight tone of seductiveness.

"Hi," Odd grinned. "Thanks for the drink."

"No problem," the woman said taking a sip of her drink. "You looked depressed. Thought you might need a little 'pick me up'" she said shrugging.

"Well, I was looking for someone," Odd said taking a sip of the drink he had been offered before nearly chocking on the liquid's caustic taste. He quickly composed himself before grinning at the woman. "I still haven't found her yet."

"Was that an attempt at a pick up line?" the woman asked arching a brow.

Odd laughed when any other man would have quickly denied. "Sorry, I'm taken," he said.

"Too bad…Egen," the woman smirked at the boy's slightly surprised expression. "You look so kawaii when you're shocked."

"Why are you calling me Egen and speaking in Japanese…Cascada?" Odd asked as he watched the smirk on the woman's face quickly fade.

"How did you know it was me and not Musa?" she asked.

"I'll admit that you two do look alike and if you both dyed your hair and had contacts that you could pass for twins," the purple and blonde hair man shrugged as he spun around to face the dance floor, a wistful look in his eyes, "but even then, I think I would still be able to tell you two apart. Musa's more open to things. You can tell by looking at her eyes."

"Then what do you see by looking in my eyes?" the plant A.I. wanted to ask. Instead she said, "I think I've underestimated you. You've grown a few brain cells with this transformation, it seems, Della Robbia."

"Thanks," the boy grinned before frowning, "I think…"

"So where are the others?" she asked finishing off her drink and taking Odd's unwanted one, causing the boy to raise a surprise brow as she chugged it down without any signs of distaste.

"We were looking for you guys," Odd said. "Why are we here anyway?" he asked.

The plant A.I. smirked slyly before getting up and placing herself in his lap, wrapping her arms around the boy's neck, shocking him. "You see the guy over my left shoulder? The red head?" she whispered in his ear. The boy nodded, unable to make any sound. "He's Lucas McArnald, the son of the unfortunately late Professor George McArnald."

Now Odd was confused. Not only was his girlfriend's sister practically sitting on his lap, probably due to the alchohol she had been drinkin, she was also talking about a guy who he had no clue how he related to them being here. Cascada must have sensed this as she pulled away from him to look at his confused face. "Professor McArnald worked with Hopper during his time at Project Carthage. McArnald specifically worked in the field that designed the materials we need for the bracelets. Since the Professor is no longer alive we'll have to get what we need from his son, Lucas."

"And how are you going to do that?" Odd asked regaining his voice as she slid off his lap.

"Just going to work a little magic. Remember it's all for show," Cascada smiled before patting him on the head and walking off into the crowd. For some strange reason, Odd felt like something bad was going to happen. A million different scenarios played in his head about the meaning of her words, none he liked too much, especially if Musa was involved. It was really ruining his mood.

He sighed turning to the bartender. "Give me what she had," he said. Somewhere in the back of his mind he heard a small voice that sounded like his conscious, weirdly enough it sounded like a mix of Ulrich's sarcastic comments, Aelita's and Jeremy's disapproving lecturing, and Yumi's and Musa's foreign cursing. He was so screwed, he thought as he downed the slightly less biting liquid before asking for another.

Hey guys! I'm back! Ugh, took me forever to write this because I was reading The Merchant of Venice for mny Survey of Lit class. My B-day was okay but my mom got sick and I was sick for awhile but not as bad as she was. Poor thing, she had to take off work for three days. Best thing about my B-Day? New I-pod!

Okay, so back to the story. The idea for the guys outfit came from this picture I saw of them on deviantArt. Sadly though, I can't seem to find it. Odd's hairstyle and Cascada's older appearance also came from so pics on dA, so I'll put them on my profile so you can see them.

I've been planning to use this older version of the gang for awhile but it didn't really fit into Code Moon so I put it here! Man, I've been recycling alot of my ideas...

Sorry for the people who received my sneek peak. The events of that wont happen till next chapter this one was getting to long. Also, sorry, if you were offended by me having Odd and Cascada drink. It works with the plot and they were the only two whom, if they were really adults, would drink.

Longest note ever!

Nothing more to say so...PLEASE REVIEW!!