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Most prefer to say that Zero's reign of terror began in 2017 a.t.b where he first appeared guiding the Elevens-dubbed by him as "The Black Knights"- through their rebellion against the Britannian Empire. But, in fact, the Black Rebellion began eight years before that in the year 2009 when Lady Marianne was assassinated and her two children, Lelouch vi Britannia and Nunnally vi Britannia moved to an independent country referred to at that time and in the present as Japan- and died there when Britannia attacked Japan and reformed it as Area Eleven in the year 2010...

Excerpt from Britannian History published by Scho Book house for use in schools.

Chapter 1: The Demon With Violet Eyes

It's not uncommon for teenagers to get into mischief. Skipping school is common practice because it's easy and it gets the student in question in trouble with the school administration once they realize that the aforementioned student missed third period last Wednesday. It particularly causes trouble if students skip detentions, or -God forbid- decide to give the more prideful teachers a run for their money and run amok through the campus with the encouraging hollers of fellow students egging them on.

And when the student is finally caught and they protest against their punishment asking why they have to be in detention for the rest of the semester or clean the cafeteria they're simple told "because those are the rules."

They say if a person lives within the confines of the law-and school rules are law. A special kind of law. One the police don't uphold and thus they should not be called in the event of possible suspension- they are not really living and that every human being has to get a rush from something every now and then. That's why people speed and others gamble and others do crimes...

Well, gambling is probably the least harmful-physically, at least- of those options. So skipping school to gamble wasn't all bad.

Just boring because traditional gambling games like Black Jack and Poker don't offer any challenge. Chess, on the other hand, is challenging and entertaining-depending on the opponent, of course- so it's natural to combine the thrill of gambling with the thrill of chess, right?

"What?" some people might say. "But I can't play chess!"

That doesn't matter, though. After all, the protagonist of this sordid tale, Lelouch Lamperouge, can play chess. So well that he even gambles using it.

He can do anything.

Or, so his legions of fangirls would say. Any person-student,teacher, parents, police officer investigating a request for a restraining order- can easily find them and see for themselves. They're not that hard to find. There's usually one or two following Lelouch Lamperouge discreetly at a distance...

Actually, as he approached the location for his next challenge, he had one accompanying him. A classmate and fellow student council member by the name of Aurora Demilles. She was a petite girl with long light brown hair and innocent aqua eyes. She was currently clutching to waist of their 'chauffeur'-Rivalz Cardemonde, an averagely tall boy with unruly blue hair and a deep tan- as he sped haphazardly through traffic, eager to make it there on time, and to get Aurora off the bike.

The reason for Rivalz's haste was located in the side car beside Lelouch-a person Rivalz was quite terrified of. This person was named Marina Clemens, a girl sporting brown hair that hung close to her head and barely brushed past her chin. She was of average height with sharp eyes and was Aurora's best friend. Many agreed she was pretty but no one sane would date her, because she always wore an expression that seemed to indicate she smelled or saw something quite unpleasant.

And generally it was everything.

But enough about Lelouch's little entourage. There are more pressing matters to discuss.

Such as the upcoming chess match, getting back to school so Shirley Fennete doesn't skin them alive, Lulu's plans to overthrow the Britannian Empire-

That last one, Lelouch wanted to keep that one a secret.


It was with immense relief to the old balding man as the soft whoosh of opening doors swept into the stifling room. The cavalierly was here.

His opponent-a rather overweight, mustachioed fellow dressed in clothes that screamed 'has money to burn' with thinning brown hair- crooked his head to the side to pear around the old man, the furniture and the men in black suits to try and get a glimpse of the people coming in, but to no avail. The sole light in the room was provided by a lamp that dangled above the chessboard casting a ring of light around the area, and the shaft of light from the open door threw the entering figures into shadows.

When the old man asked them if everything was alright at school, the man suddenly become interested. If only in sheer amusement of the idea, "Oh, a student, are you?" he inquired in a mocking tone.

"Oh, a nobleman, are you?" uttered a tall, slender teenager with inky black hair and unusually purple eyes who was mimicking the older man's tone of voice in a way that caused the older man to scowl and wish he had bit his tongue. This charismatic teenager was Lelouch Lamperouge, formerly known as Prince Lelouch vi Britannia, and soon to be known as Zero and The Destroyer of Britannia.

As if on cue, Aurora began to glitter and sparkle in admiration. She had became a second light source.

"He didn't even say anything that great..." Marina eyed her friend warily.

"I know...but...he's so cool!"

Marina exhaled a 'shroom shaped cloud. "He's just a guy. He's the same as Rivalz. He just knows how to keep his hands to himself. Speaking of which..." Marina raised a pale hand and pressed the palm firmly against Rivalz's tan cheek and pushed him away. "You're just a litttttllleee too close!"

The mustached man huffed, annoyed. "You youn'uns are lucky to have so much free time, so much time for regret. What's your name?"

"Lelouch Lamperouge," he said in a smooth, clear voiced that stressed and enunciated the syllables of his name, that silently commanded that it be remembered.

"Good God," Rivalz said as he approached the table from the right and saw the current state of the game. "Even you won't be able to win this!"

"He's just kidding, Ro," Marina explained patiently as she held a struggling Aurora back by her arms. "He didn't mean it. No way would he doubt Lulu's awesomness. Right, Rivalz?"

"Eh? No, really, that's what I was doing-"

Aurora snarled. "Shut it!"

"Rivalllzzzz," Marina forced a smile to her face as a vein pulsed in her forehead. "Don't you want to ask the President out before you die? If you keep saying stuff like that you won't get the chance."

At this Rivalz seemed to realize how much danger he was in and snapped his mouth shut, and with a final act of irritation in the form of Aurora sticking her tongue out at him, the incident was more or less forgotten and Marina could breath a sigh of relief.

"Rivalz," Lelouch spoke as cool and calm and unemotional as he ever was, like he didn't even know they were there. "What time will we have to leave here by in order to make it back in time for class?"

Rivalz looked thoughtful. "Well, if we speed, we'll make it if we leave in twenty minutes."

"Then I ask you to drive safely the entire way. This will all be over in nine minutes," Lelouch stated confidently as he gracefully settled his tall frame into the plush mauve piece.

"You're not going to get a nosebleed, are you?" Marina asked as she turned suspicious brown eyes on her best friend. Her only response was a high-pitched squeal barely muffled by her hands. "You know, that's sorta annoying..."

"King first?" the nobleman stared in amusement at the black piece in Leouch's right hand before laughing. Lelouch just smiled a secretive smile which caused Marina to look at Aurora as the girl began to stubbornly cling to her arm.

"You sure you're not gunna get a nosebleed?"

Somehow Aurora's frantic nodding did nothing to reassure her...


"Noblemen are so great!" Rivalz chirped happily as the quartet exited the elevator and proceeded towards the exit. Rivalz leading the way, walking backwards to talk."They've got oodles of pride, so they always pay up. You really managed to turn it around, and you set a new record of eight minutes and thirty-two seconds!"

"Of course!" Aurora cooed. "It's Lulu!"

"My opponent didn't have much time either," Lelouch said in a small, thinly veiled attempt at modesty. "Besides, noblemen are all too soft. They're just parasites living off the rest of us."

Marina resisted the urge to sigh as Aurora looked ready to burst from joy. What's so great about this guy? He's handsome, he's smart, but isn't he just a pompous, self-centered, egotistic, megalomaniac?

"Hey," she said. "It's human nature to do that though. The rich take advantage of the middle class, the middle class takes advantage of the poor...it's how our society works."

Lelouch's glanced at her coolly out of the corner of his eyes. "They society should change."

She sighed. Really, was he trying to intimidate her or melt her like butter on a hot stove? "You keep saying that but I don't see you don't anything about it-"

"If noblemen are too soft," Rivalz interrupts, trying to stop what appeared to be an inevitable verbal battle as he backed through the automatic doors. "Then now 'bout Elevens? Unlike us Britannians-"

Marina cut him off as she said, "Another bombing...?"

Rivalz blinked, and turned and, sure enough, displayed on the large television screen of a nearby building was video depicting a partially destroyed apartment complex. Aurora frowned at the sight and Marina comfortingly patted her back. Aurora always had always been sensitive to these kinds of events, outwardly displaying her sadness, even when in public.

A moment later the picture on the screen changed to depict the Britannian flag and a female voice coolly announced that Prince Clovis would be making a speech momentarily.

After that Lelouch stopped listening-or even caring.


"You going to mourn?"

It was phrased as a casual question but there seemed to be some sort of expectation as though Rivalz thought he already knew the answer.

That was why Lelouch's response was to fire off another question. "What about you?" he asked Rivalz.

"Hmm...I'd be embarrassed," he admitted as he leaned over the handlebars of his motorcycle, watching as Lelouch extracted the parking ticket from the meter.

"True enough. Besides, our tears won't bring back the dead."

"Ohhhhh...that's cold!"

Lelouch shrugged. From his nonchalant attitude it would've been impossible to guess that he had once experience painful loss and had once-somewhere in the depths of his childish heart- believed that if he cried enough tears that it would bring the dead back to life.

Aurora looked creastfalen. "But still..."

Marina was nonchalant. "It's a philosophy many people have," she wasn't one of them but she wasn't willing to let anyone know that.

"It's all about self-indulgence," Lelouch explained. "No matter how much we try, the world won't change," Unfortunately. "But enough about this...shall we start the game?"

Marina stared at him blankly for a moment before comprehension dawned and she sighed, roughly her hair. "Ah, right...loser sits with Rivalz this time, right?"

Lelouch simply nodded in agreement, Aurora sweatdropped because she was also the loser, and Rivalz beamed, happy with his odds-2/3 in his favour- of sitting with a pretty girl.

Lelouch and Marina exchanged glances. Slowly, Lelouch's and Marina's fist joined Aurora's and the chant began:

"One, two, three, shoot!"

The outcome was surprising. Marina lost and what confused Rivalz and Aurora even more was the fact Marina wasn't protesting at all.

The results were as follows:

Lelouch: Scissors(chosen because he knew Aurora would-somehow- manage to copy him)

Aurora: Scissors(chosen because she had a feeling Lelouch would pick the same)

Marina: Paper (chosen because she knew Aurora would copy Lelouch and because during the last two games she played paper, Lelouch would pick scissors)

It was the first time Lelouch and Marina had ever worked together towards a common goal. That goal being that Aurora would get to ride with Lelouch in the sidecar. It was a rare occurrence...

Armageddon inducing, even.

"See?" Lelouch said, smiling in a saccharine manner. "I told you you'd win eventually."

"Congratulations Ro!" Marina's smile was every bit as sugary as Lelouch's. "I told you your luck would change!"

But Lelouch's words seemed to be of more importance as Aurora began gushing words of surprised delight directed at Lelouch and the boy laughed and conversed with her. Frowning, Marina proceeds to the sidecar and begins to fish out her helmet and accompanying sunglasses.

"If you try anything..." she whispered threatingly as Rivalz's gaze met hers. "You are d-e-a-d."

Rivalz raised his gloved hands in a "Who me? I wouldn't do anything!" gesture which Marina could trust to be the truth. Rivalz may consider himself a real Casanova but he was completely terrified of Marina thanks to the one time he sidled up to her and, voice practically a purr, asked her out...

It was weeks before Rivalz was able to handle simple math.


"Say..." Rivalz began amiably as they drove along the highway, heading back towards Ashford. "Why did you move your king first?"

Lelouch didn't even look up from his book as he spoke. "If the king doesn't lead the charge, his men won't follow."

"Hey, do you want to be a CEO or something, Lelouch?" Rivalz said trying to keep the conversation going. He really disliked silence.

"Of course not. Such grandoise dreams lead to self destruc-"

As if calling Lelouch at his hypocritical statement a blaring horn sounded behind them. Marina whipped her head around to look and found there was a large truck almost on top of them which caused her to scream, "TRUCK!!"(even though the warning was quite unnecessary since everyone had noticed by then.)

Rivalz swore and swerved out of the way nearly hitting the concrete road sides and the four of them stare as a dust cloud rises as the truck swerves onto a closed section of road and crashes into a building that was under construction.

"Is...that our fault...?" Rivalz asked nervously as the dust cloud began to settle.

"Of course not," Lelouch said as he helped Aurora sit back up as the sudden course change had caused her to bump into him. "Are you alright?" he asked.

"F-Fine," she stuttered as she tried to return he hair that had falling in her face to it's proper location without removing her helmet. She was without success.

"W-What was THAT!?" Marina cried, staring at the wreckage with wide brown eyes. If Rivalz weren't so shocked by the whole incident himself he would've been quite please; Marina was clinging to him must tighter then he thought she ever would.

"That was a transport, obviously," the dark-haired boy said as he took pity on the girl beside him-who with her long hair hanging infront of her face resembled a sheepdog- and helped move the hair out of her eyes.

"I know THAT!" she snapped. "I mean, why was it going, like, a bazillion kilometers per hour!? Don't those things go slower then the speed limit!?"

Lelouch bit the inside of his cheek and forced down a chuckle. When Marina was upset she still babbled and whined and complained more then any girl he had ever known.

He didn't go out of his way to notice these things, but when you've been in the same class as someone for since seventh grade you tend to notice these things, and Lelouch's memory didn't let him forget anything that could prove to be useful in the future...

Like how Aurora's compasion compelled her to discard her helmet and glasses and leap over the barrier and race across sandy ground towards the truck and half-demolished building. Or how she actually listened to him when he told her to wait and didn't move an inch until he arrived.

Or how Marina accidentally beamed Rivalz with her helmet as she tore after them, desperately yelling at them to come back since it was dangerous.

"This is dangerous," she cried as she watched the boy and the fairer-haired girl climb the ladder affixed to the truck. "We don't know if the building is going to collapse or not!"

Lelouch didn't even spare her a glance. "You're in the army and you're gunna leave injured people inside?"

"We don't know if they're injured though!" she protested as she scrambled up the ladder. "The police should be coming soon, so unless you have extensive first-aid training even if they're hurt you can't do anything! Before you guys get hurt too, come down!"

"Wait! I think this is a way in!" Aurora indicated the open portion of the truck's roof. "I just want to see if anyone's hurt!"

"How are you going to get out, though!?"

Lelouch ignored the two bickering girls and peered inside. It was dark, even with the natural light of the sun streaming down it was difficult to see anything but a tiny section.

And that's when he heard it...

'I found you...my...'

Lelouch blinked and leaned further inside. Was there a person hiding in that dark corner over there?

"Guys, I don't think these kinds of trucks don't have ladders on the inside!" Marina protested as she scrambled onto what little room there was left on the roof and carefully peered inside the cavity as well. "Unless we can figure a way to get out the back-which might be tricky since the cab might be crushed-we shouldn't go in there-"

With A loud squeal of tires, the truck suddenly lurched backwards sending the three teens tumbling inside. Unaware of the new passengers they picked up, the driver and woman at shot-gun drove off towards the ghetto...


"Awww!! I was too late!!" said a young man of about twenty-years of age as he squeezed his way through the stunned crowd and leaned over the concrete barrier. His brown hair was wind-swept and his tan skin glistening with sweat as though he had run a great deal. His golden eyes watched the truck speed away before snorting and taking off once again. "Jeez, why do you always get yourself in these situations Nee-san!"


Disclaimer: We do not own Code Geass, Sunrise does. If we did own Code Geass, Marina, Auroura and the mysterious character at the end of the chapter would be canon!