Code lyoko-The future isn't written

Next Generation

Jeremie woke up slowly, with the alarmclock on his night stand, doing what an alarm clock does. He looked at the time, and was surprised that it had been going off for more than ten minutes before stirring him from his pillow. Turning off the alarm and turning on the light next to it, he put on his glasses and stood up. Before walking down stairs he kissed his wife on the cheek and whispered in her ear, " Time to get up Aelita."

" Already? Fine," she complained then flung the blanket off her. " I'll be in the shower, get the coffee started." She walked into the bathroom that was connected to their room and shut the door behind her. Jeremie made his way down the hall and stopped at the door next to the stairs.

He knocked twice and was going to speak before someone in the room shouted," I'm awake dad!"

" Just checking." Jeremie walked down the stairs, made a right and was in the kitchen. He opened the cabinet above the coffee maker and began to fill a coffee filter. When the coffee began to fill the pot he opened another cabinet and took out a bowl, then moved to another cabinet to get some cereal. He heard foot steps coming down the stairs and saw his daughter walk in the room in her pajamas. " Sleep well?" He asked filling the bowl of cereal with milk.

" Are you kidding, I was up all night studying for the test your giving third hour. I'm the teacher's daughter, why can't I have the answers?" she asked in an annoyed manner.

" Ask your mother," answered Jeremie taking a bite of his food. She just shook her head and walked upstairs into her room, walking back out a moment later with her towel to use the bathroom down stairs. Jeremie turned on the television and began to watch the news. It was mostly things he could care less about but then he stopped eating and turned up the volume, not noticing Aelita walking into the room in her rope.

" It's a mystery," the reporter started, " In four major cities on two different continents, the power grid for the entire area was strangely shut down for what seems to be for no reason. Chicago Illinois, and New York city areas are without power, as well as London and Paris. Details when we return." Jeremie's mind began to wander. His initial thought being xana, the power bent computer program he and his friends stopped when he was a teenager. He finally noticed Aelita standing next to him and looked at her.

Over the years, she had aged well, though she didn't look like she was twenty, but you wouldn't guess she was forty-three. Her hair was still as pink as ever, though most of it at the moment was wrapped in a towel. Jeremie was hansom, his hair was a little shorter, not by his own choice of course. Age is a bastard. The only thing that hadn't aged in Aelita's mind was his eyes, deep blue eyes that were still as young as ever.

" Are you alright, what did the news say?" asked Aelita, seeing almost dread written on him.

" Four cities blacked out over night. I think..."

" Stop being paranoid, xana is gone. We shut down the computer thirty years ago," Aelita cut in, knowing what he would say next.

" Yeah your right, just a coincidence," he answered taking another bite of his cereal. She walked over to him and kissed him before getting herself a cup of coffee. When the news came back, they didn't have any clues to what could have caused this. That didn't help Jeremie's paranoia. He had a feeling it wasn't a coincidence.

Their daughter walked in ten minutes later fully dressed, but still groggy. " Good morning Angela.," Aelita said as her daughter walked in.

" Is that sarcasm, it's Monday," Angela answered putting books in her backpack. Angela, the cute thirteen year old, and was as mixed with her parents genes as she could possibly get. In most cases the child tends to look more like one parent. Example, you look just like your father. Her hair was pink like her mother's though she had her fathers eyes. For the most part she looked exactly like Aelita with Jeremie's eyes. She had Aelita's nose and ears, Jeremie head shape and chin.