Code Lyoko Enemy Novels & Stories

The enemy entered the maze. Fast, silent, in tight formation. But Crystal was faster. She moved like light through the dark, flames flashing from her palms, scorching the walls. The enemy howled, blinded by sudden illumination. Ryder struck from the shadows, blade swinging. Luca moved like a ghost, cutting down the flank. By the time the echo faded, the invaders lay still. But Crystal didn’t stop. She raised her hand and the walls obeyed. Stone closed in, sealing the tunnel behind them.

Their heads rolled, their blood splattering across the ground as he laughed in savage delight. "My turn!" Lydia called, her glasses glinting as she activated some hidden mechanism. A laser contraption on her shoulder fired precise beams, each shot taking down a creature with clinical accuracy. Blooby was smaller than the rest of us, but his strength was unmatched. His copper fists smashed through skulls with ease, and his sturdy frame absorbed attacks without flinching. Good idea leaving Peecher and her buddies behind, Gidon!" Lydia shouted sarcastically, her voice barely audible over the chaos. "They wouldn't have been much help right now, would they?"

I ask. My Gamma looks good. He’s not healing either, but he’s not fighting. Whenever a battle breaks out, I send him away. Someone has to stay alive to sneak Lyric out of here when the time comes. “We’ve made a dent in their numbers, but there are more on the way,” my spy reports. “Not just wolves. Humans too. I spotted some vampires and a few nymphs. It’s not looking great for us. Especially if we can’t heal.” Perhaps the time has come to let Lyric go. She can get close to Bryce. She’s right in the middle of every battle, and no one ever touches her. Even when she starts killing them, they refuse to engage with her. They would rather die than harm her.

“They bring violence to a place of peace.” She took another step, and now I could see her features more clearly in the moonlight. She was ageless, her skin smooth, her eyes holding a wisdom that seemed far beyond her youthful appearance. “I am not your enemy,” Lyra said, her voice softening. “The enemy of my enemy is… a guest. For now. You cannot stay here. The rock may hide you from sight, but not from scent. The hounds will return.” “We have nowhere else to go,” I whispered, the admission a surrender of my last shred of hope.

Lilian and Snow exclaimed. “Yes. The enemy abducted the Ludwig family’s second daughter, replaced her with Yvonne, and cast a love spell on her. In fact, I suspect it was a fate spell. In this way, our lives are in Yvonne’s hands, which means our lives are in the enemy’s hands.” Lilian fell into a brooding silence. “Who is this enemy?” Snow asked. Kiran shook his head. “I don't know either, but I know they’re much more powerful than The Imperial Dragon and PowerHub, and they’re aiming for some really grand goal. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have kept us alive—or maybe they see value in us.”

Glossary: Maoir = elder/member of the high council - Kratoh = a bug the size of a lizard, multiplies when water enters their system - Lycan Dea = Lycan Goddess *~~~* Habu was walking down the corridor back to his living quarters when he saw something small move out of the corner of his eye. He stopped in his tracks, not believing it was what he thought it to be. Taking a small knife from his hip he let it fly in the direction of the creature. Hitting it straight on.

In the darkness, Felix held me tightly as we stepped out, with Xena reluctantly following behind. She muttered under her breath, “I knew this would happen!” Suddenly, bright lights flashed on us, and we saw Leo lying in a pool of blood. Blake, holding a metal rod and wearing a black trench coat, walked toward us slowly. “What do you think you’re doing? Have you lost your mind?” Felix shouted, reaching for his phone. Blake let out a cold laugh. “Don’t bother. I’ve blocked the signal here.” “What do I want? I want payback for everything you’ve done to me and to take my little maid back with me!”

Squinting my eyes, I tried to see through the black, thick smoke. Two figures stood head on head with each other. One of them was a Lycan, and I mean a full Lycan. Standing over seven feet tall with fur covering its body. His snout was covered in blood, but so was the rest of his body. Despite his might, his fatigue was evident. His chest heaved up and down heavily, and one of his eyes was blood shut. A tear slips out of my eye as I take a step towards him. “Roman?”

My kitten’s shoulders tense at the names she recalls, the now-dead enemies of Queen Lamia. “Who is Senko?” I ask, not knowing that name, or what it means to Tawny. Althea sighs rubbing her wrinkled forehead. “Senko is your father King Crimson,” The use of the title, threw me off, but I don’t hate it. “First, Lyoki is a term used for a werecat hybrid that carries wolf blood. Touched by magic is what they call it. As you are well aware, most hybrids are either one or the other or nothing – human. 'Lyoki’ carries the trait of both. Something that is only passed down through genetics. Your mother was part Lyoki, like me. We have wolf blood in us.

Every place the lycans would attack, a few of them would survive and live hidden until they find people who live for the same goals in life as every victim had in their hearts. To sum it all up, every creature that belonged to the Lycan Kingdom as its subject has the same kind among their enemies. These creatures are mostly families to the families of those who died under the ruthless hands of the Lycan King Borasco. But it was not only Borasco's life they were after. These groups of rogues, lycans and werewolves, witches, warlocks, mages, and many other more, were after every creature in the Lycan Kingdom. "The enemy of my enemy is my friend."