There was a black dark room behind that door. All of a sudden, the lights turn up, and we see a 19 year old person whose name was Rodri. He was helding a book that was labeled with a sticker saying "Private: Nicolas Poliakoff". The guy was dressing completely black clothes and was walking around with a Lucky Strike cigarrete, waiting for something to happen.

"They have to come here, I know they won't let me down on this one", he said inside his mind while he was expecting for some persons to arrive to the room where he is located at. He wanted to tell something to his friends. The exclusive biography he had just purchased from a black market at France. "I must tell them about it", he kept saying that to himself over and over again.

Soon, the sound of a knocking door made an echo in Rodri's mind. He turned around just to see the door. "Okay, I'll check who the hell just knocked my door", he thought and as he walked straight to the door thinking that his Internet mates were going to be very surprised about this. As he opens the door, he sees three persons he recognized. Their names were Erika, Stefan and Kristy.

-Shit Rod, you gotta be crazy about what you told us!- spoken Stefan as he grabbed a seat and a glass of beer just to listen to what Rodri had to said. He knew something weird was going to happen today, specially with Erika.

-I can't wait to hear this lovely Nick story, good I so wanna bang him harder and harder...- Erika said, while drooling about Nicolas, but soon an abrupt interruption was going to shock her badly.

-He died.- spoke in a deeper tone Rodri.

-What the hell?- shouted Erika, surprised to hear that. -You gotta be shitting me!- and she beings to cry loudly, making Kristy and Stefan wishing they didn't had ears to listen to her whining. To make things even mre annoying, she started to bag her head against a desk.

-Come on, face the truth, he had to die someday. After what he did to Odd that night...- spoke Rodri.

-What night?- shouted the 3 mates at the same time.

-That night.- replied the storyteller. -It was horrible to describe it. Code Lyoko got canceled after the producers dared the Voice Actors to record that scene. I even have a video to prove what I am saying to you. This isn't just a stupid lie. But to understand this whole stuff, you have to read Poliakoff's biography...- he said.

-He has a biography? That's sweet!- exclaimed Erika, who stopped crying after listening to Rodri.

-Not all biographies aren't that fun.- replied Rodri, as he finishes his cigar. -To understand this, I have to tell you the whole book.

-Rodri, that's a shitload of pages!- said quickly Stefan, after looking at the size of the book that Rodri was holding. Soon, a sound of a knocking door was heard again, not only by Rodri, but also heard by the 3 guests.

-Open the door, Kristy.- said Rodri, and quickly she walked towards the door to find out that she would open the door to Johnnie, Gabriela and Erin. The last girl was very well recieved by Stefan and Kristy.

-We've made it. Now tell us the story...- said Erin, who was waiting anxiously to hear the story she was promised to hear.

The storyteller took a look at his watch and realizes that nobody else was going to arrive early.

-Okay, I'll tell his biography.

The 6 persons were waiting for the words to come out of Rodri's mouth.

Nicolas Poliakoff.
Born: October 27th, 1991 at Metz, France.
Died: December 30th, 2030 at Manchester, England.

-What the fuck? He died at England?- interrupted quickly Kristy, surprised for this detail just after she heard this.

-Yes, Kristy. He died at the Old Trafford stadium.- replied Rodri.

-How?- quickly replied a shuddering Erika, wanting to know more about her beloved characther.

-Guys, shut up and let him continue.- said Erin, who was really wanting to hear more from Rodri.

-Thank you, Erin. As I was saying...- spoke Rodri before he got interrupted again by the knocking door. -I should had hired a security guard, dammit.- he spoke to himself and went to open the door, just to see Joshua and Amanda standing next to the door.

-Come on, guys. I've been interrupted before, so you're not missing much.- said Rodri.

-Nice, and sorry if we've arrived late. I've just had a leet meeting and well I've just found Amanda on my way here.- said Joshua, who was sweating from running 12 miles to get to Rodri's hidden room. -Just tell me if Nicolas got to shag Aelita once.

-Joshua!- shouted Erin, as she slapped him. -How the fuck can you say that? You damn perv.

-Amanda, Nicolas died at the Old Trafford.- said Stefan.

-Bloody hell, that's uncharming to hear. I had never expected him to die at England.- replied Amanda. -Please, continue with the story, mate.

-Ok, I will. His parents were Daniel Poliakoff, who worked as an important authority at the Embassy of Bulgary at France, and Martina Soltrev, a former professional tennis player. They met each other at...- he spoke, as getting interrupted again by somebody.

-What the hell does this...- spoke Johnnie, as he gets interrupted by a wrench swung towards his head. Now everybody knew that Selin arrived to hear the story. -Ouch!- he shouted, as he rolls on the floor due to the pain in his head.

-Continue, my friend.- spoke Selin, as she went to pick up her wrench from the ground and took a seat to listen to the story.

-How did you got in?- asked Stefan, wondering how did he just saw her without knocking the door.

-I've bashed the door with the almighty wrench. I've thrown my wrench real fast and it went through the door. Johnnie, I didn't meant to hit you.- replied Selin, as she helped Johnnie to get up on his feet. -Enough of this, now let's hear his story.