"And you're letting them play you like a deck of cards! It's only a matter of time before it all falls down with you in it! Is that really what you want for yourself, Copen or Mytyl, your parents? Do you really want them to see you as the girl who couldn't say no?

Or do you want them to see you as the one who defied the odds?" Gunvolt lectured.

Asimov walked over, causing everyone to turn around when they heard him approach.

"She can't quit GV, that's the problem." Asimov denied.

"What do you mean? You can't be held hostage by a company to work for them." Gunvolt rebuked.

"You say it like you've never heard about Sumeragi until just now." Naomi laughed.

"They really can hold you hostage to work for them. If Sumeragi senses that one of their own is planning to betray them, they won't hesitate to kill." Asimov cautioned.

"And I thought that was obvious too, considering the state this traitor's in." Naomi remarked while pointing to herself.

"What about them kidnapping Joule?" Gunvolt remembered.

"They don't know that Joule went with you of her own ambitions. There was either a lack of personality information on her file. Or, my favorite and most likely theory, they didn't care to get to know her." Naomi rambled.

"That's what happened to me." Gunvolt stated.

"They do that with everybody." Naomi reminded.

"Sumeragi stands on a mountain of stepped on corpses for their reputation." Asimov commented.

"Hopefully the delegates will soon join said pile of corpses." Naomi sneered.

"I still don't understand how Sumeragi's keeping you hostage at your place of work." Gunvolt doubted.

"With the amount of positions Naomi has it seems like they're trying to keep her around as long as possible." Asimov noticed.

"Ugh, don't tell me I got more." Naomi complained.

"Nothing yet, but I have the feeling there will be eventually." Asimov warned.

"Did the number change since I asked?" Gunvolt pondered.

"Not yet." Asimov stated.

"I don't get it, how would they schedule that?" Gunvolt wondered.

"She has two jobs on most nights but sometimes three." Asimov explained.

"What about being a test subject? How often does she do that?" Gunvolt asked.

Naomi shuddered and looked down. Asimov noticed this and decided enough was enough.

"You do realize we don't have to keep talking about this. GV doesn't mind, do you GV?" Asimov spoke.

"Not at all." Gunvolt agreed.

"He deserves to hear the truth though, they all do." Naomi reminded.

Gunvolt raised an eyebrow in concern.

"I'm not lab created you know?" Naomi giggled.

"That's a relief." Gunvolt added.

"Were you lying for some unseen personal gain?" Naomi interrogated.

"Maybe that's why he's being so quiet." Gunvolt guessed.

"Yeah, no admittance or denial." Naomi answered.

Asimov got angry.

"I'm not that old." Asimov corrected.

"He considered it, he loves us." Naomi teased quietly.

"Nonsense, I just can't risk losing my two most hardworking employees is all." Asimov debated.

He walked off, leaving Gunvolt and Naomi to laugh.

"Ay, what's going on over here?" Zeno queried as he walked over.

"Nothing much, just teasing the boss. Probably going to lose my paycheck over it." Naomi responded.

"Eh, I think it depends on how bad the teasing is." Zeno supposed.

"Wasn't there a mission we were supposed to do?" Gunvolt remembered.

"Oh yeah, there's a factory in France. We have to destroy the Supercomputer there." Zeno notified.

Naomi teleported herself, Gunvolt and Zeno to the factory where Xana's home supercomputer was. Naomi told them to wait while she went to Lyoko. At first they thought she was mental. But she showed the others what she was seeing as Jeremy received a warning on his dormitory computer.

"Don't people know to not mess with evil AI infested computers at four thirty seven in the moring?" Jeremy grumbled.

"Guess not, it's Zeno and Gunvolt too. I know they couldn't have gotten there by themselves. And just for the record, I'm not evil. I just have a hard time trusting you humans is all." Xana noted.

"Naomi must've teleported them there. But why would she do that? Naomi knows we can't have anyone know about the Supercomputer." Jeremy notified.

"I just hacked QUILL's records. They know Merak used it. So they want to make sure Sumeragi can never use it again." Xana elucidated.

"I have to contact Naomi." Jeremy supposed.

Naomi suddenly got a ring on her headset and tapped it to answer the call.

"Naomi what are you doing!? You know we can't have the supercomputer explode!" Jeremy hollered furiously.

"Majority vote said we'd do this. I voted against. I'm so sorry Jeremy, I really am. But, you know I need this job." Naomi apologized.

"It's not that! If you blow up the supercomputer then you'd be doing everyone else here a favor. Just do it when the others are off Lyoko! And take out the uranium rod first before you become the first foreigner to create a mushroom cloud!" Jeremy begged.

"Then why were you asleep and the supercomputer is shut down for the night?" Naomi fumed.

"I put the others in Guardians hidden in a simulation bubble." Xana explained.

Naomi inhaled, Xana knew she was about to blow worse than the criminal with Angered Explosion.

"Why did you do something like that!? You didn't even have a reason to do such a thing!" Naomi yelled.

"I was worried Sumeragi may send someoone to inspect their dorms." Xana stated.

"I could've teleported them to my location! It wouldn't have been a problem! They would've been safer with me anyways! If Sumeragi were to check here then they would've been captured already!" Naomi ranted.

Xana hadn't thought about that. All he was concerned about was their safety. For an AI, he was starting to doubt his intelligence.

"Did you actually let the others beat you and get to those towers?" Naomi mocked.

"Let me get the others off Lyoko and I'll come with them. But Jeremy's going to have to let me live on his laptop." Xana informed.

"Only if I can keep you in a compressed zip folder." Jeremy added.

"I suppose this is your attempt at making me pay for my past actions by locking me up?" Xana inqueried.

Naomi dropped the call after deeming the current stream of conversation "too childish'. She rolled her eyes and shoved her sword into the machine.

"Aw rats, I totally forgot to take out the uranium rod before I did this." Naomi groaned as the supercomputer burst into flames with a massive 'fwooom'. Naomi decided to call Aelita so Jeremy wouldn't be angered any further than he already was.

"Heeey, pinky, I've got a question to ask. But I need you to gauge how insane it is and don't tell Jeremy." Naomi answered.

"What happened now?" Aelita sighed.

"I may or may not have smashed the supercomputer on a whim. So, hypotetically,what should I do if a hypothetical supercomputer is on hypothetical fire?" Naomi questioned.

"Get a hypothetical halon fire extinguisher." Aelita grumbled.

"Never mind, I'll just use my permafrost Septima, again, hypothetically." Naomi denied as she ended the call to prevnt herself from being in any more trouble.

Probably because she'd be answering to Xana later on. Meanwhile, Copen was keeping tabs on said computer with his own equipment. Before the computer was destroyed, Yumi, Ulrich and Odd were teleported off Lyoko. Copen put a secret camera on the interface so he could see.

Naomi was checking the status report on the supercomputer through the interface. He wired the camera device into the interface's own system. So, Copen decided to interrogate Naomi about what she was working on.

"What are you doing?" Copen questioned.

"Getting rid of a certain annoying something. Why aren't you minding your own business? Or is that a bad habit you tend to avoid?" Naomi snarled.

"Can we all get off this call and deal with this later?" Xana pleaded.

"No." everyone stated in unison.

"I'll deal with Copen, Xana deals with the computer and we let the two Einsteins have at it with each other! Okay bye now." Naomi suggested before she hung up.

After teleporting home, Naomi texted Jeremy about Copen's hidden setup. She went downstairs to see Copen working on Lola.

"Are you giving her spy equipment too? Can you not mind your own business because you're allergic to the concept? Since it seems like you'd die if you kept to your own." Naomi snapped.

"You're acting like I can't have concern for you." Copen retorted.

Naomi rolled her eyes.

"Save the pity party for Mytyl." Naomi sneered.

"What is that supposed to mean?" Copen seethed.

"Keep your nose out of my business or I'll cut it off." Naomi cautioned.

"You're my sister, of course your business is my concern." Copen retorted.

"Keep it up Pinocchio and I'll be chopping off your nose for firewood. Could've cut down a whole forest from your sniffer by now." Naomi threatened.

"Why did you leave the interface intact?" Copen wondered.

"Because it can do more than monitor Lyoko. You can, wait a second. I know what you're doing. And no, you aren't getting any further information out of me." Naomi denied.

"I know, that's why I'm getting it from Lola." Copen responded.

"What!?" Lola and Naomi shouted simultaneously.

"That's a violation!" Lola yelled angrily.

Mytyl suddenly came downstairs after hearing all the commotion.

"Give her back! That's stealing you little data thief! And this is why I told Nori about you demonstrating this kind of behavior before! I wonder how long you'd be locked up for taking government data." Naomi answered.

"Did you even bother to return Gunvolt and Asimov back to QUILL?" Copen reminded.

It was at that moment Naomi got a call from Merak.

"Hey, I got a weird ask. Why's the computer gone? And how did QUILL get here too?" Merak inqueried.

"Where did you teleport to?" Naomi questioned.

"You know that abandoned factory on the Seine in France?" Merak spoke.

"The one that gamers refuse to tread? I heard if you set foot in there you'll have a bad luck streak in any game you play. The streak has an undetermined period too. It can last months, sometimes years, even forever isn't limited." Naomi mocked.

"Aw man, guess I'd better go tell my online friends they won't be seeing me for a while." Merak sighed.

"Don't you just ghost them anyways? And when you do play it's after months of zero contact?" Naomi reminded.

"Yeah, that's true..." Merak agreed.

"So, why don't you play once a month? Say, not during work hours? And you schedule the next round a day after the day you played for the next month? That way you can procrastinate on your own time?" Naomi recommended.

"I guess so." Merak replied.

Naomi heard a couple of gunshots in the background and froze up.

"Naomi, you have some very bizarre coworkers at Sumeragi." Gunvolt stated.

"You think he's crazy? You should meet my favorite one." Naomi giggled.

She ended the call, rolled her eyes and teleported to the factory. Naomi gave a long lecture about not entering the facility from that point forward. Everyone was sent back once that was over. Even William had come back.

"Naomi, what are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be busy representing Sumeragi or something?" William growled.

"What do you have against me that's forcing you to act like this?" Naomi interrogated.

"You've been working with Xana this entire time!? Why didn't you say anything!? You could have killed him!" William hollered.

"He tried to kill me at first! He just didn't recognize me when we met!" Naomi debated.

"Will you please stop acting like I'm not here?" Xana huffed.

"I knew I sensed the presence of another Azure Striker." Naomi realized.

"Why did you do this to us?" William interrogated.

"It's all because of humans like you. You're the reason us Adepts and Primal Dragons have to hide. We're forced to constantly live in fear of your kind. But today marks the start of something new.

Today, we'll purge the world of humans. And this day will mark the nexus and the next step in human evolution." Xana announced.

"But you've always been an AI. How does that have anyting to do with you?" William wondered.

"I was created with the greater good theory in mind. So, if sacrificing myself in the fight against humans so Adepts and Naomi can live in peace, then don't think for a split nanosecond that I'd hesitate." Xana dared.

"Adepts come in all forms too, Xana does have the Azure Striker Septima as well." Naomi added.

"Naomi, could you do me a favor?" Gunvolt hoped.

Naomi snapped her fingers and teleported Gunvolt and Asimov back to QUILL HQ.

"Does this mean the cameras are running off the interface?" Naomi assumed.

"Well they wouldn't be seen on Lyoko." Xana retorted.

"I'm going home. I'll have to check on Merak soon enough." Naomi added.

She teleported to HQ and make sure everything was okay.

"Hey, it's been a while hasn't it?" Arson greeted.

Naomi instantly whipped out her phone to call Quinn.

"Hey, I hope I'm not bothering you. Do you think I could borrow your pan?" Naomi questioned.

"Sure, but don't you have enough at home?" Quinn replied.

"Yeah, but none of those are capable of bluntly enforcing trauma." Naomi explained.

All Quinn could do was stare at the phone in disbelief.

"And if it breaks on impact, I'll refund you a new pan. Also a free apron." Naomi offered.

Quinn dropped the call. Naomi hummed a little tune to brainwash Arson into forgetting her. Once this was done, Naomi teleported outside. She got a phone call from Copen.

"Our war will start at five thirty sharp." Naomi declared.

"What are you talking about?" Copen wondered.

"The only reasons you ever decided to contact me of your own volition always involved violence of some kind." Naomi reminded.

"Not always." Copen lied.

"I dare you to think of one time you called me and didn't allude to some form of fighting." Naomi huffed.

Copen remained quiet.

"Yeah, exactly. Now, the part where you get to the point please." Naomi ranted.

"I called to inform you that you would be advised to stay away from me for a while." Copen notified.

"I've been telling myself that every day." Naomi sneered.

Copen sneezed on the other end of the line, causing Naomi some concern.

"It appears that my immune system isn't as immune as I thought." Copen stated.

"I could hack it, give it an upgrade. Add some extra code so you don't get a virus. But I'd need some cash, do you want a cookie?" Naomi teased.

Copen rolled his eyes and sighed, which turned into another cough.

"And here I was thinking that fight with Asroc was why you were so down in the dumps. Your breathing sounds like you got in another fight with my boss." Naomi laughed.

"It's not funny sis, like, at all." Copen warned.

Naomi couldn't stop for two minutes. Copen eventually got tired of the ridicule and hung up. Naomi noticed an opportunity in this and decided to call Jeremy back.

"I take it you're finally going to accept the responsibility for your actions?" Jeremy wondered.

"If you're talking about the supercomputer, then yeah. But it's not my fault. Asimov told me to get rid of it. If I didn't then he'd probably fire me." Naomi explained.

"There's no way he'd do that." Jeremy doubted.

"Why did he take a backup gun and shoot me then?" Naomi inqueried.

"He what!?" Jeremy gasped.

"Calm down, it was a joke. Well, kind of. He really did shoot me during a mission. But it was to get me past the soldiers. If they thought I was alive they would've tried to detain us." Naomi elaborated.

"I heard you figured something out too. Wasn't it something with your Resurrection Septima?" Jeremy wondered.

"Yeah, turns out it allows me to revive myself partially too in an emergency. So I have two ways to resurrect myself. But I have to be careful. If I'm out on the battlefield, I may not have time to do it." Naomi elucidated.

"Why don't you use it to revive anyone else?" Jeremy pondered.

"I'm concerned it may cause a human to die. That or someone I revive using that Septima may come to rely on it." Naomi notified.

"Have you studied it so you'll know what it does?" Jeremy questioned.

"No, but I'm worried about grabbing files. QUILL has them but Sumeragi's versions are more up to date. Last time I tried to grab one, I ended up scarred with a fear of going into the basement after midnight." Naomi droned.

"How did you get a fear of your basement if you were trying to get a Sumeragi file?" Jeremy asked.

"I thought Sumeragi's file on me would be kept at home so I couldn't access it. Then I thought my best bet was the basement. Unfortunately, I heard a voice. If you would've seen me running, well, you wouldn't have. I was just going that fast." Naomi lectured.

"I never would've imaginged you to be scared of anything, Naomi. It seems like you've faced everything there is." Jeremy doubted.

"Do I have to relist all of my fears that I previously stated to you before?" Naomi groaned.