Disclaimer: I do not own Code Lyoko. I do own Musa, Cascada, some other characters, and this story's plot.

Come and I'll Weave You a Story with No Happy Endings – Part 2

His ragged breathing was what kept her awake, alert. She was the only thing he had. She was the only one who could protect him after he protected her for years.

A finger traced his cheek and arms where scars should have marred his skin but they were gone. That was the genius of Emeric's power – total and complete illusion over both mind and body.

The skin on the boy's cheek rippled as she stroked it, slowly revealing the hidden scars at her touch. "Wounds of the body always heal. Wounds of the heart may never," she murmured softly. "But I doubt you would understand that," she said looking over towards a dark corner where two slited eyes watched her. "You, the one who has split from your humanity, do you not know of a heart?"

A chuckle. "You and your heroic sounding speeches," Emeric smirked stepping from the shadows of the cell she was held in. He cocked his head at her deep frown. "What? You do not like the room?" he asked motioning towards the empty room. "How about this?" he asked waving his hand, the room around them wavering and rippling before turning into a luxurious looking room with an inviting bed. "Does this suit your preferences?"

"In the end," she replied not moving, "all it is is nothing but an illusion. If I lie upon that bed, I'll only be on the cold floor." Her hand touched the ground that was covered with a soft orange carpet. The material darkened, fading away until it returned to the original hard floor of her cell.

"You were the only one who could see through me," Emeric chuckled kneeling in front of her. He wound a strand of her mocha color hair around his finger as she clutched tightly to the unconscious boy in her arms. "Isn't that right…" the man asked softly "…Sitara?"

CODE TWILIGHT

He concentrated on his breathing, keeping it even and smooth as he went through a series of kicks and punches. Sweat trickled down his brow but he didn't notice. All that mattered at the moment was his fast racing heart, his body's form, and the urging need to release the tension and frustration that had been welled up within him for so long.

He got into a position, spreading his feet apart and bending his arms at the elbow, bringing them close to his body. He kicked with one leg, using the momentum to spin and kick onto the other leg, kicking away an imaginary adversary. He was surprised though when a hand caught his ankle.

Evan Stern stood before him, his leg in hand, wearing easily movable sweats, a strange sight since he was only ever seen in suits. Ulrich raised a questioning brow but his father didn't respond as he let go of Ulrich's leg. The man stepped back a few steps before bowing to his son and getting into a fighting position. The Lyoko warrior's face went from questioning to shock and greatly confused but nonetheless he took a few steps back before bowing and getting into a fighting position too.

He barely had enough time to block as a hand shot towards him followed by a well aimed foot to his side. Ulrich staggered back when he was unable to protect his side. He looked at his father whose face was smooth and expressionless as he waited for Ulrich to stand up straight.

Soon Ulrich was attacked by a series of complex combos that he could only block and even then, he was still getting attacked from other angles and sides. The boy quickly found himself on his back, staring up at the ceiling of the workout room and up at the frowning face of the man he, in the end, knew nothing about; his father.

It just makes me wonder that if my dad was hiding something this big away from me, what else could he be hiding?

"Is that really the best you can do?" Evan asked looking down at him. Ulrich noticed beads of sweat trickling down the man's flushed face and his labored breathing echoing throughout the room. "Is that the best I taught you?"

The goal for a parent is to make sure that they can give their children the life they never had so that they can later do the same for their children.

Ulrich winced as he got up, ignoring the pain that throbbed at every part of his body. He took a step back, eyes never leaving his father's before getting into a fighting position. Evan nodded slightly before doing the same.

The tables had turned this time.

The samurai ran towards his father with precise speed, faking a punch to the left when he actually made a kick to the right. Evan staggered backwards at the force but straightened himself out. Ulrich didn't let the fact that he got a hit in distract him. Instead, he circled around his father before running again towards him. Evan spun on one foot to roundhouse kick the boy but Ulrich ducked, kicking the man's leg from under him.

The teen looked down at his father face expressionless just like his has been before he offered a hand down towards it. Evan took it but pulled Ulrich down. Surprisingly, the samurai had seen this coming and flipped over his father.

Both stood, tired and drenched in sweat but neither of them relaxed their stance. Suddenly, Evan collapsed to his knees, clutching the material of his shirt over his heart. Ulrich was startled at the pained expression on his father's face and knew this wasn't a trick.

He felt oddly disconnected from his body as he called out for help, kneeling beside his dad. The only thing the boy could do to comfort his father as the sounds of pounding feet grew was to take his hand. Evan looked weakly at his son, mustering enough strength to lightly squeeze his hand

Maybe your dad isn't a total bad guy…he loves you…He just needs your help showing it.

CODE TWILIGHT

"I wont lie and say that the man who created me, the man you now know as Franz Hopper wasn't a monster, but he was a monster who was trying to do what he honestly believed was right for his family," Leon spoke as the subconscious image of blue digital codes swirled around him.

"That doesn't make sense," William admitted.

"Not all monsters are evil. They simply just follow the rules and regulations of their own, like people of different countries. You can't totally blame a person for a crime that they committed in one country if they were used to it being legal in theirs," the male A.I. explained. "Though it may seem wrong to you, to them it is perfectly reasonable."

"But then where is the justice?"

Leon smirked sadly. "That's the thing," he said turning to a transparent screen, placing his palm on it, before looking back at his shaggy hair counterpart, "there is none."

Flashback- Year: 1976

Leon's P.O.V.

Total number of artificial beings excluding self…ninety-nine…

Total number of artificial intelligence groups…twenty-five…

Total number of artificial intelligence groups that are permitted to survive…one…

Chance of Black Team survival rate…four percent…

P.O.V. off

Within a white, ongoing space where digital codes zipped back and forth like bullet trains, twenty-five groups of four figures stood. Each one looked exactly identical save for each groups identifying color.

"Begin," a bodiless voice spoke.

They rushed forwards, no thought at all than to merely complete their objective – to be one of the teams surviving.

"How's it going Waldo?"

The man sighed tiredly as he turned to face his fellow scientist. "Not so good. None of the artificial intelligence seems capable to have the potential to think for themselves."

"Really?" the man questioned. "Then what are those four doing?"

Schaeffer turned back around to face the screen, eyes and mouth wide. One team - the black team - was actually showing some sign of thought. The other teams were ruthlessly fighting and deleting each other while the black team…merely sat back and watched. He went through the team statistics. They were perfectly functional and had dealt no damage yet, though they were still sharing the same mind set. Finally, there were only two teams left – the black team and the white team. It only took a few seconds for the black team to divide and separate the other team before deleting them

"Incredible," Waldo murmured to himself.

"See? You must be doing something right," his colleague said patting his shoulder before leaving the room.

End Flashback

"At the beginning, we were completely mindless," Leon murmured as the scene of his earlier days ended. "It was only by a stroke of luck of some kind due to a technical glitch that we were able to devise a plan that more complex then those of the others. Even then, we still were far from what we are now," he said waving a hand at himself. "Our appearance changed and grew as we were updated, as we learned more about…being human."

"There were four A.I.s," William pointed out.

Leon sighed, turning around. "Yes, each intelligence of the group had a specific duty. I was leader and the hacker – a trait that Xana took from me -, Lana and Rose were the infiltrators, and…"

"Emeric," William suggested.

"Emeric was the name of the host, or so I suspect. I myself can only guess that my host – our host – name was William. Names were trivial and easily forgotten when you were treated like a lab rat. Anyway, the fourth A.I. was called H.E.B.I. – Heightened Energy Balance Illusion."

"Let me guess," William frowned, "he can do something with illusions, right?"

"You've experienced it first hand but a few days ago," the male A.I. replied.

"So he was on your team?" the shaggy hair young man murmured. "What happened to him? Why did he-?"

"Why did he go bad?" Leon finished before shrugging. "There are always many different probable causes. One could be he got too smart and decided that working for humans was beneath him, or maybe he too was infected with a virus like the one I had. I'm not sure. I honestly can't even tell you when his feelings towards humanity changed. All I can tell you is that I, or should I say, my host didn't notice it until sometime after the merging process."

Flashback

They were taken, strapped, held against their will and then forced to share their bodies with some sort of unnatural computer being. The pain they felt was not physical but mental.

He bit against his lip, dark shaggy hair matted and drenched with sweat as he shakily got up to his feet, leaning heavily on the wall. In a corner sat the youngest of the four, curled up into a ball, her screams the loudest out of all them. Across the room, he could see the other female stare helplessly at her sister as she too tried to ward off her own cries of pain.

…Sister…

They were family…

He had no family…

No clue to who he was…or who despised him enough to throw him into this hell.

"Don't cry. Don't."

His head turned back to the corner where the dark hair girl was, no longer alone, accompanied by the red hair male.

"It hurts," he heard the girl whimper.

"I know," the red head said as he sat down next to her, wrapping his arms around her. The dark hair boy growled, taking a step forward but unstably and unnoticeably fell to his knees. His head felt heavy, thick with fog…or smoke…

"I hate them," the girl said.

"I do to and that's why they'll soon die for what they did to us."

"I don't think I can kill them, even though I want to," she murmured as her eyes began to slowly drop, exhaustion winning over the hours of torment.

"Don't worry," the boy sighed rubbing her back. "Leave that up to me."

"What are you saying, Hebi?"

The red head pulled slowly away from the girl, gently laying her on the ground. "I'm just comforting her, is that so wrong, Leon?"

The dark hair boy, who was Leon host, frowned as he stood up, temporarily suppressed by the artificial intelligence residing in his mind. "What is this talk of the human's death?"

The red head smirked. "You know as well as I that if we really tried we could break out from these walls," he said running a hand over the wall, "or at least liven this place up. It's so bare." The wall turned from white to a bright green at his touch.

"You'll get us all deleted," a voice hissed from the blonde female as she shakily got up to her feet. "That means death to the hosts! Don't do anything that will threaten these children's safety!"

"How motherly of you Rose," Hebi drawled. "But if you really wanted to save these children then you would do as I say. According to the logs before we were forced into these…water bags," he said making a disgusted look as he picked on the thin skin on his arm, "it won't be long till these children are forced to breed. I only fear for our Lana," he nodded towards the dark hair girl who was still unconscious. "She seems to have problems suppressing her host. Her lack of force will get her destroyed. And I for one do not want that. She is, after all, my tech mate."

"Only out of duty," Leon said taking a step threatening step forward.

"Of course," Hebi laughed. "What else would it be out of? Love? Hah! Those "human" lessons are really getting to you Leon, my friend."

"Like you haven't been emerging yourself in one of the most well known human emotions," Rose spat.

"And what is that?"

"Greed."

End Flashback

Leon hung his head as he continued to speak. "Ever since I was able to distinguish human traits I always thought Hebi was a fool and someone not to be trusted. I was right but also very wrong myself since I, too, was a fool. I did nothing to protect my division against what they needed the most protection against: the humans."

He sighed, running a hand through his hair before he chuckled humorlessly.

"I'm sorry," he murmured. "I was just thinking about the child – Nyx. She does have her mother's qualities now that I think about it," he said though to William it sounded like he was speaking more to himself then to him.

"Did you and Cascada…"

"No," Leon shook his head. "It was completely scientific. They got what they needed from me, put it in her, and then she was pregnant with our child about to deliver, all in the period of nine weeks."

William head snapped towards his double. "Wait. Don't you mean nine months?"

"No. Since the fetus isn't completely human it ages faster until it stops at a desired age. Cascada and I were the first to be tested to see if we could produce a child with enhanced abilities. If we could then a whole army could be created."

"And you would be used only to breed since the process was much quicker than just merging with a human child," William said, finding the answers to his own questions slowly being answered by themselves.

"Now you're getting it. We would have basically have been like Adam and Eve. A fitting comparison since the scientist of the project played with us like they were God," the A.I. scoffed. Leon's expression changed from angry to regretful. "It wouldn't have been so bad if it they were only doing it to Rose and I, but like with every experiment more trials and different variables had to be tested…Lana was…undoubtedly the strongest of us all. It only made sense that they basically wanted more of her…"

"Musa," William murmured strained, his hands clutched into fists at his sides. Leon looked at his clone, something akin to pity in his eyes before he suddenly snapped his head to the side.

"I'm afraid we must come to an end. It's getting harder to come into contact with you since I limited myself to a certain time frame," the A.I. said.

"There's more I want to ask you," William said taking a step forward. "Was everything in that video log we found months ago lies and how did you guys manage to get away from the scientist?"

Leon smirked, flicking his other self's forehead as the room around them slowly began to fade away. "If you really are my clone, you should figure it out soon enough," he said before his expression turned serious, "hopefully before it's too late. Remember, one choice, one decision can change the fate of many…"

William sat up in his bed, breathing heavily. "Damn cryptic A.I." he murmured.

CODE TWILIGHT

It was…awkward sitting in the same room with the girl who had tried for a couple of years to steal away the boy that you liked – now your boyfriend – away from you. Yumi seemed to fidget slightly in her chair, catching from the corner of her eye Sissi who was sitting across the room texting back and forth on her phone. The geisha supposed it was better than getting into a fight with the girl but it was still slightly weird that neither of them had try to chew the others head off.

"Ishiyama," Sissi said without looking from her phone, "I know you envy my beauty but just sitting their staring at me won't help you at all."

Yumi snorted. "As if," she said turning away.

"You know, I just came back from watching over Musa for Odd," Sissi said conversationally. "She seems back to her old self."

"Really?" Yumi asked intrigued. "That's good. I wonder how Cascada is doing."

"The same," the younger female said looking up from her phone. "I was bored and decided to check up on her. I really don't understand what's going on with Musa and Cascada but I can tell she doesn't look like she's getting better."

The geisha warrior tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "Cas is always the one worrying about others though she tries to hide it under her "I-don't-give-a-crap" attitude." Her voice got lower. "No one could ever know if she should be the one worried about."

The room got silent once again.

"Who are you texting?" Yumi asked after awhile.

"Herve and Nicolas," Sissi said rolling her eyes at her phone. "Those two are convinced I was taken by some secret government agency and…I guess they're right, well except for the part about the aliens part."

Yumi chuckled. "I learned a long time ago to never rule anything out."

Silence again. The door to the room opened, Aelita's father stepping in. The man walked over towards the refrigerator on the other side of the room, seemingly ignoring the two girls.

Yumi shifted uncomfortably in her seat. It was weird knowing that the man she and the others had been trying to find was right in front of her – though in a younger body. Turning back to Sissi, she asked, "Hey, san you see if Herve and Nicolas know if Sitara is okay? She was in the bathroom when Jim and his squad team came in. I know that they didn't find her so…"

"They said they haven't seen her," Sissi said after a minute of texting. "But I bet she's okay. I mean, how far can a mute go without trying to ask for directions."

"Not funny, Sissi," Yumi hissed before looking at Hopper who had dropped a bottle of milk at the refrigerator. "Uh, sir? Are you okay?"

"Sitara," he murmured. "Is this the girl who was at the press conference with your band?" he asked voice toneless.

"Yeah," Yumi nodded.

A string of curses came from the man's mouth as he ran out of the room.

Sissi and Yumi stared after the man before looking at each other. "That could be classified as weird right?" Sissi asked. Yumi only nodded before her phone began ringing.

"Hello?" she answered before her eyes widened. "Dad?...WHAT!?"

"What's wrong?" Sissi asked worriedly as she got up.

"My parents are back together," the geisha murmured softly.

"Isn't that good? Why the glum look?"

"Because they're making me leave on a plane to Japan. Tonight."

Okay I want to apologize for two things. The long wait for this update and this incredibably crappy chapter. I always seem to get writer's block when a story is coming to an end. About 5 to 7 more chapter I think. Again, sorry for the delay. When I get writer's block it's not a complete block. What I mean is usually I get ideas for other stories, start them, and kind of neglect the stories that I still need to finish. Right now I'm caught up in the Soul Eater crazy. It's a rockin' manga and anime! I already have two stories up for it. Also, I fear that I'm loosing my intrest in Code Lyoko. Nothing is really inspiring for me so at this point, I'll finish this story, a Code Lyoko AU multi shot that I promised that only be about 4-5 chapters and then I'll probably be done. A third story looks slim at this point.

School is about to start so you know what that means. More work and less time to write though hopefully this story will be done by New Years.

Thanks to everyone who has reviewed!

As a gift I'll give you guys a character synopsis of one of the character in the third story (if I do one that is.)

Namer: Terrance (subject to change)

Parents: Samantha Knight

Siblings: 1 Alexis Knight- doctor in the army

Age: 16-17

Appearance: dark skinned, spiky hair tipped red, gray eyes, red muscle shity under black leather jacket and rippped pair of jeans

Interests: showing off, working with cars

Summary: Coming from the rough ghettos of Paris, Terrance has learned that it's a hard life and you have to do anything to survive. It doesn't help that his mother, Sam, has been in a drunken state for eight years - around the same time when Alexis left to join the army. Terrance has already been in juvenille detention and due to a recent robbery he was involved in, he has two choices: preppy Kadic Academy or jail where a few not too nice people are waiting for him. Kadic it is. Terrance is good with his hands when working with machines and though he may not know the scientific mumbo jumbo, give him a wrench and it's fixed. Known as the tough rebellious guy many girls are intrigued by him though one in particular hates his guts...

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