Code Lyoko Porn Story: The Origin System Chapter 8

Glow: Shocked? Me too. I got this out so fast!

Verdana: That’s because you were using it as an excuse to keep us from our blogs…

Glow: -devensive- Was not!

Verdana: Right…remember, visit my blog http://psychopurplechick. and Viv’s http://wingedmenace. and Jordan’s http://wierdlynormal.

Glow: And Santino’s should be up soon…maybe…i hope not…more competetion for the computer…

Verdana: what was that?

Glow: shut up and let them read the story already! They didn’t come to hear you advertising your blog!

Chapter 8: Prince Jordanake’s Inheritance

“Wait, whaddya mean he stole something that belonged to you?” Viv asked.

“You did come from an unconnected system. Jeez. When he disappeared during one of his little wanderings, it caused the biggest scandal in years. He just vanished without a trace. I was next in line for the throne. I was trained to rule.” AIMA spat out.

“Well, if it makes you feel better, I just found out I was a prince, a couple weeks ago. I was told by my kidnapper that I was a glitch. Verdana’s opposite and equal. I didn’t have any memories of that. As far as I’m concerned, you can rule. I’d really rather not.” Jordan said.

“How can you say that?! Pass up being ruler of one of the mightiest systems in the Network Alliance?! Besides, the Master already sent word that you were back to your parents. I suppose I’m your cousin. I remember hearing that your naming was strange. Your name doesn’t stand for anything.” She sounded accusing.

“I know. I honestly don’t care. Besides, you shouldn’t be angry at me. Be angry at him.” Jordan pointed to the Master. “After all, he’s the one that sent the message.” She just glared at Jordan. Then she stretched out her hand in the Master’s direction.

She caught him in a bubble. He couldn’t get out. “You’re right. It’s not your fault. You should go now.” With a nod, Jordan led the group out into the sunlight. Verdana made a portal and they all stepped in.

Viv turned to Jordan and said, “Well, she was pretty nice after all. I guess she was just misguided.”

They entered the next system in the long line of them. Fortunately, this one was uninhabited in the area they arrived. They jumped to the next world. They landed in the middle of a bustling city area. They drew several strange stares.

“Look! It’s that missing prince!” someone shouted, and the gang was swarmed.

“Someone call the monitors!”

“The kidnappers still have him, poor boy.”

“Look at that one, standing in front of him. Shame on her for trying to hide him.”

“The monitors are coming.”

“The monitors are coming, they’ll sort it out.”

Verdana longed to create a portal and escape, but she didn’t know how many people would follow them through. Suddenly, they were in prison capsules. The glowing orange ovals prevented them from doing anything.

Jordan was looking more scared at the crowds and monitors than of his “kidnappers”. He didn’t like being known by everybody, but having no idea why. The mayorial arrived in his floating car. He was a portly program with a large walrus mustache. The monitors shoved Jordan in.

“Welcome to Calcicar, my boy. I am DRYL, mayorial of this system. You are going to be staying at my house until your parents can come get you.”

“What about my friends?”

“Friends?!” The mayorial sounded genuinely incredulous. “You don’t have any friends. As the crown prince you aren’t allowed to have friends.”

The possibility that the gang were Jordan’s friends was obviously too impossible a situation for the pompous mayorial to even think about considering. Jordan sighed and settled more comfortably into the seat. He already missed Viv. He had an idea. With just the right amount of truth and lies, he could get the gang released. “Excuse me, but you’re wrong about the no friends. I have friends. It was those people you apprehended as my kidnappers. In fact, it was them who helped me escape from my true kidnapper.”

“I’m afraid it is you who are wrong, your Highness. You could not make friends even if were allowed to. You are a distrustful person by nature. These,” he paused to search for the correct word, “acquaintances, shall we call them, most likely only helped you because of the reward. Besides, a few of them fit the descriptions of the kidnappers as given to us by the Master of the Anti Virus Academy. The rest shall be sorted through and we will determine if they are involved in any way. Please Highness, don’t worry your royal head over that. We will take very good care of them.” He smiled at an inside joke. “Very good care indeed.” And at that moment, Jordan had some thoughts as to what “good care” meant. None of which were pleasant. He had to feel sorry for whoever was supposed to administer that “care.” He smiled at his own inside joke. This might be fun after all.

In the prison facility…

The gang was transported to the prison, where they were relieved of anything besides mental powers. They were shoved into a cell, whose door was covered with the same power-negating material of the capsules. No sooner were they in and secure when a program came and took Viv. The rest of them exchanged glances. Viv was pissed off and now alone. Things could end up nastily with that combination.

That wasn’t an exaggeration. They had tied her wings, so she couldn’t use them. They sat her in a chair and she watched the program irritably. He sat down opposite of her and began to talk.

“It’s okay, honey. Just tell us what we want to know and we’ll let you go.”

Viv snorted. She didn’t believe a word of it. “Heck no.”

“Please.”

“Lemme see, how aboutno.”

He sighed. “I was hoping to do this the easy way, but it looks like that won’t happen. Bring in the Sifter.” He smiled. To his surprise, Viv smiled back, as though she knew something he didn’t. He decided she didn’t look scared enough. “The Sifter will go through all your files and take out what we need. It is quite painful, I’ve been told. In addition to that, you will lose whatever we take out.”

Viv smile turned to a scowl and then back to a smile again. She looked irritated and annoyed, but definitely not frightened in any way. The program watched her reaction. It was definitely abnormal. Without warning, she lunged forward. She pushed him back in his chair as she landed on his stomach and sunk her claws into his chest. She removed them and flipped back, her claws gleaming ebony. She smiled a satisfied smile.

“I know something you failed to notice. I’m annoyed. It doesn’t pay to irritate me more. I suggest you think on that in your last seconds.” She rolled her shoulders forward and broke the strap that held her wings. She spread them out to their fullest extent. The program lay there, open-mouthed.

Behind a wall, that was in fact a window, five dark figures watched. “Excellent. Vicious. Perfect. We must turn her to serve the Lord’s will.”

“She is far more dangerous than you realize, even if she were to be on our side,” one of the figures said. It was feminine voice.

“She is not the only one we should be worried about. They are all dangerous to our Lord’s return.” Another figure, definitely a male said.

“True enough. They are all problematic. I say we crush them!” a different male voice said.

“Imbeciles! You know nothing! We will follow orders and our orders are to stop them. If they make it, it will all be for nothing.” A woman’s voice, cold and hard. She was obviously the leader of this group. “We will kill none of them. The Lord wants the privilege for himself.”

On the other side of the wall, Viv had located the door. She slammed her fist into it, ripping it off its hinges and bending it in half with the force of her hit. The two guards who had been waiting on the outside of the room were startled and stunned. One had a laser gun in his hand, the other a sword.

Viv glared at them, the effect ruined by her widening smile. Nonetheless, it was still frightening enough. The looked at each other, dropped their weapons and ran in opposite directions down the long hallways.

Back in the cell, Odd was pacing. He never liked to sit still. Verdana was going over the weapons they had at their disposal. Yumi had her telekinesis, but that was no good here. The door prevented that. The same thing with Ulrich and Santino. Q had tossed her spiky flower at the door, but it bounced off and continued to do so until she caught it again. Aelita’s wave didn’t work, neither did her geokinesis. Jeremy’s arsenal of weapons had all been removed. Manuel was stuck, his energy balls fizzling out before they were even fully created. Verdana guessed the same thing would happen to her. Even their crystals had been taken. These people were far more thorough than the Academy had been.

In irritation, Odd shot a laser arrow at the door. It was absorbed into the orange stuff on the door. He needed something to hit. He turned, with a will to destroy, to one of the walls. His tail suddenly shot forward and smashed into the wall. It left a gaping hole. Fortunately, that was the side that opened up into a hallway; they were in a corner cell. They all peeked through the hole, then looked at Odd. He shrugged. “What?”

They all took off, heading in the direction they had seen Viv taken. They ran into her about halfway there. “So, any idea where our stuff is and where the exit is in relation to that?”

“Well, usually, they keep the weapons up front, you know, where they took them off when we got here. It makes sense. The farther you have to transport them, the possibility of one going off remotely increases. Up front is also the farthest point from the inmates.” Manuel elaborated. “That’s where I’d put them if I was in charge.”

“Then let’s go get them and get out. And let’s try not to have that happen again. I’m getting a little tired of escaping.” Verdana grumbled, wanting to get on the move again. At this rate, they might not get to the Origin System by the end of the summer. It was almost like someone was trying to stop them.

“Ah, crap. More guards.” Viv groaned. “How many of them to I have to kill before they realize they’re never going to win.”

“Hold on. Don’t kill them. We’ll take them with us so they can tell us the way to the weapons and the way out.” Ulrich said.

“I’ll handle this.” Jeremy stepped forward. His watch had been removed, so they wondered what he could do. He took his armored fists and smashed them into the guards’ heads. They were knocked out. He picked one up by the collar and blew onto his face. His breath was icyliterally. The guard woke up, the shock of the cold bringing him back. Jeremy clapped a hand over his mouth, so if he screamed, it wouldn’t draw anyone.

“Hey, why didn’t you try that when we trying to get out of that cell?!” Odd asked annoyed.

“I did. Even when I was far enough away to actually get it out, it disappeared before it hit. Anything closer and it didn’t come at all.”

“Oh.”

An awkward silence continued until the guard began to talk. Well, “talk” isn’t the best way to describe what he was doing. “Hmt hr mew huhi mm hm hmh hee?”

They all looked down at him. “Say what?” Odd asked.

Jeremy lifted his hand a little bit. “I said, ‘what are you going to do with me?'”

Verdana answered. “We are going to cut you up into tiny pieces and feed you to Odd, the cat-boy, who is always hungry.” The guard paled. Odd’s stomach gave a grumble. He remembered that he was hungry still. The guard began to shake. Deciding he looked suitably terrified, she continued. “Unless you help us. I’m pretty sure Odd would like it if you refused to help us. He’s used to three large meals a day and he’s had to miss two of them today.”

Odd smiled and showed his teeth. The guard opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out. “Oh yeah. On the way, how about we make a stop at the kitchen.” he added. “Then I can cook you before we turn you into tiny pieces.”

This was too much for the poor guard. He didn’t know what cooking was, but he suspected it had something to do with being put into the energy shake distribution machine. He fell back in a dead faint. “Jeremy wake him up again. We don’t have time for this.”

Jeremy woke him up. For the second time that day, the guard was woken up to freezing cold on his face. He almost fainted again, but Jeremy shook him. “You, stay awake! If you faint again, I will feed you to Odd. Understand?” The guard gulped and nodded.

“Get up and get moving. We want weapons and food. Take us there.” Verdana looked very convincing with a malevolent purple energy ball at the tips of her fingers. The guard stood up and led the way. The got their stuff back, and so loaded up with everything, continued on their way. The kitchen was filled with cups and one machine. The guard whimpered slightly at the sight. Odd looked disappointed at the lack of an oven. But he gave everyone else two cups of energy shakes and downed almost all the rest himself. He felt himself begin to vibrate. It was like being on caffeine, only in the ultra max.

“That’s enough for you.” Verdana said as she grabbed Odd’s arm and dragged him away.

“But there’s still some left! And I’m still hungry!” he whined.

“Live with it. If we spend any more time here, we’ll be caught for sure.”

“Fine.”

They finally made it to a back exit, one used to bring the energy for the shakes every week. “Your help was much appreciated.” Jeremy said. The guard watched him nervously.

“Does that mean you won’t feed me to your pet?”

“Pet!” Odd growled angrily. “I AM NOT A PET!!!”

The guard squeaked very unprofessionally.

“No, we won’t feed you to him. Right now. Unless you annoy us more.”

Taking advantage of the distraction. Jeremy lashed out with his fist and clobbered the guard. “Oops.” he said, not sounding very remorseful.

“Hold on Jordan, we’re coming.” Viv whispered to herself.

As it was, he didn’t really need help. The mayorial was more than accommodating to him. The only thing he couldn’t do was go near the prison. But that was okay. He never had any doubts that his friends would escape. There wasn’t a prison built that could hold them. He knew it was only a matter of time before they came.

He decided to take matters into his own hands. He used his influence to have a floating car prepared for his “visit around the city”. Jordan figured that it would be hard to get to where they needed to if they had to walk all over the city. He was too easily recognized by people. And a car would be faster.

He was waiting near the hangar, outside. He hoped they would be soon. The mayorial had contacted his parents and they were on their way there. Suddenly, a hand clamped down on his shoulder.

Glow: -singing- cliffies, oh glorious cliffies! I love doing this…the next chapter is kinda long, so give me a while longer to post it. The chapters after that are all short-ish, so you can expect them closer together than I’d normally do…

Viv: -dripping wet- What they heck was that for? Why’d you push me into the pool?!

Glow: You were getting far too close to the computer…nobody gets to read the story until I give out the chapter…including you. My revenge with come!!! Muahahahahaha!!

Viv: -points- Alright, who’s the idiot who got her caffiene?

Glow: -gets up and does weird victory dance-

Viv: -facepalm-