Code Bearer
Disclaimer: I honastly don't own shit all.
Prologue
The Code bearers were diverse people; different races, genders and ideals, but they all had one thought in common, "If the Code was passed down from immortal to immortal, where did it start?" Clearly, no one knew. The Geass Order's goal was to find the source and in order to do that, they would have to capture the oldest immortal they knew. Too bad Naruto Uzumaki was also the most elusive, refusing to be found unless he felt like having fun...
20 Years before the Black Rebellion
A man walked over the sands of Egypt, deep in it's Sahara desert. He was tall, easily six feet, not buff, but lanky. Nothing was visible beneath the desert cloak he wore.
"I can see through illusions you know." He spoke into the wind. "Come out."
The sands shifted and four would-be assassins appeared, all wearing appropriate camouflaged stealth clothing complimented by intimidating masks which hid their faces. "From the Order? I thought they learned their lesson last time."
"They have." The voice came from behind him, followed by a knife aimed to his spine. He turned quickly and grabbed the assassin's hand, taking the knife before throwing him back to his comrades.
"A Geass with a power that effects only the user? Maybe they are learning, but that's not what I meant."
They rushed him and as he moved to meet them head on, he was stopped abruptly. He looked down and saw a wire wrapped around his arm. He followed it back to the source. The assassin holding the wire was behind him the entire time. His left eye glowed as his Geass came to life; the man could feel the electricity being conducted through the wire and before he even had a chance to scream, he fell, smoke rising from his charred body.
"That was easy." One of them spoke. "Let's hurry and get him to the Order. Li, remove your wire."
He walked forward to pick up the body, but before anyone could act, the man's arm whipped out, the knife in his hand not stopping, even when the blade met the neck bones. The assassin died instantly.
"I haven't felt pain like that in quite a while." He got up and turned his head to look at the one with the wire. "Good job." He praised, the knife being flipped into the air repeatedly, the hilt landing in his palm every time.
The man lunged forward, another wire missing him completely. He quickly analyzed the situation; three Geass users in front of him and one behind, one used illusions which made him useless, while while the other focused on using speed to get the kill. The one behind him was the most dangerous, with the ability to conduct electricity, but in the desert, that was useless, unless his wire connected of course. That left one unknown.
The speedster moved behind him and kick his back sending him forward into the sand. He recovered quickly enough to dodge a punch thrown by the unknown. Judging by the impact crater, his ability was enhanced strength. Dodging another wire, he moved towards the illusionist and punched his mask, shattering it.
"A girl? They're sending kids after me now?" He looked back at the other assassins, 'probably all kids too.'
"Sorry about this." He said, lifting his hand to her face and touching it gently. "Blame the woman who sent you."
She screamed as he retracted his hand. She fell to the floor, shaking in seizures. He looked down at her pitifully before turning towards the others who stood in shock.
"You know, illusions are a powerful thing, they can break even the most battle hardened man or they can give anyone, even the suicidal, happiness. But in this case..." From beneath the cloak's hood, a single eye could be seen glowing brightly, a Geass. "It will give you an early grave."
The man stood in the middle of the dead bodies, all their throats slit while they were distracted by his illusions. He walked towards the girl who was laying on the ground, motionless. Before he got there though, pain flared in his right eye and his hand shot up to cover it instinctively,
"Shit!" He ran to the girl and roughly grabbed her face, sighing as both pain and Geass left him. He stood over her and lifted the cloak to reveal a pistol holstered to his belt.
"Not even she knows I can do that. Sorry, but I can't let you live. Like I said, blame her." He took the pistol out and aimed it at her forehead. The least he could do was make it quick.
"Can I see your face first?" She asked, opening her eyes.
"Sure." He used his free hand to remove his hood.
Her eyes widened in surprise and recognition. "I know you! You're her-" He pulled the trigger. He certainly didn't want to be reminded of that.
He sighed, running his hand through his bright blonde hair. "C.C, what the fuck are you doing?"
moments later, he dusted off his cloak before realizing it would just get dirty again. "Maybe I should go see her. But shit, Britannia is kind of far." He thought, scratching his chin. "I'll do it tomorrow." He finally decided, before walking over the assassin's corpse. "Definitely tomorrow."
AN: I have the bad habit of writting "Tomorrow" with a double m as in "Tommorow". Hope everyone had a good new years; I know I did. New story because I need a distraction from Rise of the Shadow and news of a new Code Geass anime has me excited; what's it going to be? Prequal? Sequal? Alternate reality? I don't care and I can't wait. I have another story in the making as well. Blame ODST which got me into Halo Wars which got me into Halo in general. On a different note, Rise of the Shadow made me realize that I hate Naruto. Not the character but the world and everyone else. I'm fed up with it, it's starting to get bland in an exreme way. Maybe that's why I like crossovers so much; at this point, I don't even go the the main Naruto fanfiction page anymore, just right to the "Show All Naruto Crossovers." Let the alerts update me of other stories. The Naruto Halo cross is probably coming up next. later.