Code Lyoko Enemy Novels & Stories

I rolled my eyes and released a sigh, feeling the stress seep deep into my bones. I would prefer slaughtering my enemies at war than dealing with this now. “Matomenos.” I called out. The room darkened and another human appeared out of the shadows right behind me. I didn’t need to turn to give him an order. “Go to Velmorra, protect the third prince, and if anyone protest, kill them and show my crest as the supreme Emperor of Lycos.” If anything, I would have preferred going there myself so I could show them my wrath. But my little bunny is all alone, she might miss me.

Xander nodded silently, and Luca, though reluctant, obeyed, leaving the room with heavy steps. Aurora was still crying in Kate's arms when Luca entered the room. Her tear-streaked face lit up when she saw him, and she rushed into his arms, hugging him tightly. "Luca," she sobbed, "what is happening to me? How could my mate turn out to be my enemy? What cruel game is the Moon God playing with me?" Luca stroked her back gently, his voice soft but firm. "My little angel, I know this is hard, but you need to be strong now because now you are going to meet Hunter our enemy"

That will be a disaster on our part. Jasper moves like lightning, his twin daggers glinting as he takes out one of the hollowed foes. Lyric takes down foes with crazy skill, flashing a wild smile while doing it. I smile at the realisation that we will win this battle soon. It's either the enemies retreat, or we take them all down despite their numbers. But then I hear a familiar voice scream. I whip my head around the noise, and my stomach sinks. Luna.

I figured he’d grab his stuff and come over any minute now. Unfortunately, the universe didn’t show me that kindness. Rowan’s friends—Jace, Liam, and the rest of the charming crew—spotted me right away. I froze, my stomach dropping as they exchanged glances that made me want to just disappear. "Well, well, if it isn’t little Loren," Jace said, swaggering over like he owned the place. "Didn’t expect to see you back at the court after that whole pool incident. You stalking Rowan now or what?"

The room looks the same except it does not feel the same and then I see my bag on the floor in the center of the room when I left it in the corner and the way the fold is tied is slightly off from how I tied it. Someone was in here. I look at the bed. A small carved wooden figure sits in the center of my pillow. A wolf. Rough-cut. There is a specific pattern notched into the base and I know it immediately because I grew up seeing it on the doors and posts of enemies in Black Hallow. This is how Roderic marks the people he wants found. It means we know where you are. I pick it up and my hand stays steady but it takes effort to keep it that way.

I just couldn’t. Through the haze, I spotted Kaidën — a blur of raw energy, with his sword glowing blue from the moonfire. He was chaos incarnate, shredding through our enemies like a storm. Every move he made was a mix of precision and fury. His roars echoed across the battlefield. But even he couldn’t be everywhere at once. “Left flank! They’re surrounding us!” Lyrein shouted, his voice cutting through the chaos. He twirled his blade in a perfect arc, decapitating a Hunter that lunged at him.

Ares cursed. He shoved Lyra into a narrow alcove and turned, claws snapping free as his Lycan surged forward. Power flooded the corridor as he faced the oncoming threat. The enemy appeared through the smoke… rogues twisted by dark magic, eyes empty, bodies wrong. One lunged. Ares ripped it apart without slowing. But there were more. And they were moving too fast. “Ares!” Lyra cried. He turned just in time to see one break past him. It went for her.

I almost never transform so I have no idea how to fight with it' ##############