Code Lyoko: Revolutions and Evolutions

Chapter 50

AN: Hello, everyone. This chapter took some time to write admittedly. I took a day off, and then that turned into two days of genuine laziness. It is not all an excuse, but I was also at a point where I didn't know how quite to proceed. Honestly, it was thanks to God, though that after a while of researching, chewing the lessons over, I found the value of genuinely taking my time writing these chapters. The good news is now I feel I am back on track. I hope you all enjoy this chapter and leave a review. I much appreciate all of you, and I will see you next time. —Pagliacci-11

Jacqueline awoke from a dreamless sleep. It was five in the morning, and the distant rumbling of thunder served as the heralds of a powerful incoming storm. It would be nice honestly, to see and feel the rain again. Jacqueline looked over at Amelia, she was sleeping very soundly and peacefully as well. Jacqueline got up and stood over Amelia, silently contemplating the sleeping girl's face.

"Ideally, this is what the face should be like," Jacqueline thought to herself, "devoid of pain, fear, worry, or doubt. Devoid of all these things should the final countenance be with peace being the last expression of their beloved the mourning see."

Jacqueline silently left the dorm, gently closing the door behind her. Jacqueline walked the hall of the dorm. Jaqueline approached Claire's dorm and pressing her ear to the door, she heard nothing of note. Gently easing the handle, Jacqueline felt the resistance of the lock. She smiled to herself as in many ways, she anticipated this result. Not today, then. Well, that was more than fine.

Jacqueline walked away from the door to the infirmary, and as she did, she tapped into her implant, "Terry, you there? Come in."

"Hey, little lady. How are you?" Terry asked.

"I hope I didn't wake you up, I know it's a bit early."

"Nah, I usually get up around this time anyway. Everyone else is asleep, so I'm just talking to you via implant and not so much aloud. Tell me, is there any kind of delay with this method? I can never really tell."

"No, the only delay is when you overthink it. It's designed that way to essentially project your voice mentally in real-time. I mean, think of it as thought projection but on a very secure network. It's as close to telepathy as we're going to get this side of Heaven. Anyway, I've had time to consider quite a few things as of late. Believe me, being a teenager isn't nearly the hoot and a half people claim it to be."

Terry chuckled, "Mileage may vary on that statement, but I think it'd be more enjoyable if you had legitimate access to a lot of the things kids take for granted. Anyway, what's on your mind, Sylvie?"

"I had a lot of time to consider my overall approach to the design of our forces. And while I was very much tempted to utilize the Nietzche method, well, it didn't seem practical here. As far as I can see, the main drawbacks are the massive energy requirements to maintain society and the army at large. While I could focus on energy and production initiatives to cut associated costs, the armed forces would be underprepared compared to our enemy during that time."

"I think I see. So really, you've been overhauling a lot of the prior strategies. Okay, so all this in mind, what's your plan?"

"Before I answer, I have a question, does Yolanda have an axe to grind with me? I kind of feel she does, and I know she's on the side of the project, but I feel she really just wants to beat the shit out of me."

"I talked to her as did the rest of the team. Sylvie, remember she has her reasons for her resentments; as a matter of fact, ninety percent of the team has reasons for discontent. However, Yolanda is as open to working with us as she has ever been.