Myyddraal here!

I now have a serious respect for the authors that are able to update regularly, with long chapter as well.

Chapter 1

Talking: "Let's do this!"

Thoughts: 'Hmm, interesting'

Geass: "I command you…."

Loudspeaker: "Not so fast terrorist."

Any voice inside someone's head that doesn't belong to them: 'I have been watching you'

Japanese dialogue: "Die Brittanian!"

Japanese thoughts: 'This should be good'

Disclaimer: I own nothing of Code Geass, nor do I own anything else that may be recognizable and linkable to other shows, books, mangas, anime, video games, etc.

Final note: Suzaku will suffer quite a bit every time we meet, due to the fact that he messed up nearly every important event that I can think of in the series for the Black Knights, though I won't completely ruin his life.

Code Geass: The Unknown Variable

'I am so not having a good day so far' I think to myself as I duck behind some rubble and hide in the shadows as a group of soldiers run past, gunning down anyone they see.

I replay the events in my head before I ended up in this situation. I was in my home working on a daily summer assignment that my parents are making me do where I have to research a career. I was half way done with my assignment when the first signs that my life is about to be turned upside down appeared. The laptop's screen that I was doing the assignment on started flickering. Normally, I just quietly complained a little bit about it and then proceeded to ignore it. A few minutes later, it started again, but even worse than the first time. The screen was all broken up and flash different parts of the screen everywhere. The screen eventually stopped flickering when I was about to call for my mom, since dad is probably still hopped up on medication to keep him from going crazy and won't be able to do anything for another hour while the medicine works.

I eye the computer warily for a long time and scrolled the mouse pad to see if the screen freaks out again. I do this several times, and believing that whatever was going was probably some freak occurrence, I scroll over and open up the internet. The page pops up, the computer freezes, than the screen goes completely black with a sentence in bold, white letters, saying:

We had our fun with your father, now it's your turn

Paul.

That is when things go from weird to freaky. As soon as I see the words, I suddenly have a blaring headache, and voices are whispering seemingly meaningless things to me. They keep getting louder and louder, and then three voices speak inside my head. The voices all around were still climbing in volume, but the first voice simply out shouted them, saying,

'LITTLE ONE, WE HAVE WATCHED AND WE HAVE WAITED. WE HAVE SPOKEN AND INTERACTED WITH YOUR FATHER, LEAVING A MARK UPON HIM SO THAT WHEN HE HAS A CHILD, THAT CHILD WILL BE ABLE TO MEET OUT OUR DEMANDS!'

I was shocked by the intensity of the voice, and stumbled out of my chair. I shouted back in my head, 'who are you, what are you doing in my head!' Then another voice spoke out, it voice fluctuating between shouting and whispering, angry and happy, orderly and chaotic.

'You will leave THIS WORLD, and you will fight to SAVE another. You will meet MANY FOES AND many allies, AND you will receive GREAT BOUNTY, AND devastating LOSS. YOU will know PEACE, and YOU will know CHAOS!'

I was stunned and was sent reeling as if stuck by the second voice, where the first one simply sent me stumbling out off my chair by its suddenness, and as I was about to reply quietly heatedly, blinding agony swept over me, knocking the breath out of me and sending me to the floor. I couldn't even whimper as physical agony consumed, while the voices inside my head building to a mighty crescendo. As I lay on the floor, I hear a primal howl from downstairs, my dad's room, and then hear my mom shouting something. I can feel the very floor underneath my rumble as what is most likely my father charging up the stairs and then hear him crashing into the door, trying to get in. He can't because somehow, the door was locked when I never even touched the lock.

'That shouldn't be possible; he should still be comatose for an hour after taking those pills, not trying to ram down the door into my room.' I think to myself in wonder, hearing him roaring my name while trying to break down the door. I try to get up or call out to him, but the agony flares up to where I cannot even form a coherent thought, then suddenly the agony ceases and a third voice speaks, silencing the other voices completely. Its tone is soft yet authoritative, a voice that cuts through the multitudes of voices and captures my attention. It whispers to me

'We will guide you, we will watch over you Paul. The fate of an entire world rests upon your shoulders. You cannot fail or all will be lost. Know that the Hallows will guide you and that God, He who is above all things, will be watching over you. Now go, you must get started.'

I hear what this third and final voice says, and I feel as if I'm being pulled out of my body. I looked down and gasp, my body is starting to turn translucent very quickly. I hear a loud crash and I whip my head around and see that my father has finally beaten down the door. In the door way stands my father, an average sized 37 year old man with short brown hair and a thick yet short beard. Even though he is in a bed for half the day, he looks as if he could out and do the Iron Man triathlon today and not break a sweat. I myself look like a younger mirror image of him except for my pure black hair, blue eyes, and white skin compared to his deeply tanned skin and hazel/brown eyes. He looks at me as I continue to fade out with sad but hopeful eyes and says,

"Paul, whatever the Hallows have said to you, do it. It pays to do what they say. Now go with my blessing on their endeavor, son, and make me proud," Matthew Rocburn, my father, says to me as I continue to fade out and everything begins to grow dark. The very last thing I see and think before the darkness closes in is a red crane like symbol burning in front of my vision, and thought,

'Geass'

I as I begin to come to I realize a few things are off immediately. One, there was not a breeze in my room nor was there as many smells. Secondly, I do not remember there ever being any rubble on the floor.

'Well except for the door that dad kicked down, but this stuff feels like rocks.' I think to myself as my sight finally returns and I attempt to pick myself up off the floor to get a look at my surroundings. This does not happen due to the fact that someone shoves me back down again. I look around to see who was doing that and find myself looking down the barrel of a shot gun, a model 1887. I look up past the gun to its owner and see something that makes me take a blink in surprise. The man had what appeared to be blue, bright blue hair, but other than that, he looked like your average Joe right off the street. He sees me do this and pushes his gun against my forehead and forces it back in front.

"Oi, eyes front Britannian, or I'll blast off your head" He barks at me with venom that I certainly have done nothing to earn. Again I am left speechless, the blue hair was shocking enough, but the man spoke Japanese, and I understood every word of it. I quickly get over that shocking fact and stare ahead, not wanting to upset him. In front of me are three other guys in various clothing that I would see on teenage gangsters. They have an assortment of weapons on them, from baseball bats to knives and there seemed to be a Japanese katana on one the guy's back. They're all glaring at me with a kind of hate and anger that could only be obtained from years of being forced to suffer hardship, misery, and humiliation. And by the looks of it, that just found someone to 'productively' vent that hatred and anger on: me.

'Well, I can already tell this isn't going to end well for me' I think grimly, as I watch the guy with the katana walk up to me with a swagger and a smirk on his face. He must be the leader, because he seems to be wearing the best clothing off the four. He wears black shirt, baggy green cargo pants, and tan combat boots.

'Well you finally opened up your eyes, Brit, now we can ask you a few question", He say as he walks forward to me while reaching behind and drawing the katana from his back. He stops in front of me and swings the blade and stops it a hairbreadths away from my neck. "Like for example, why did you suddenly appear in here. Are you some kind of new military experiment that Britannia has cooked up?" He presses the blade against my neck and I can feel the blade starting to cut in. I look up at him and was about to say something, when one of the of other gangsters scoffs, a black haired guy, saying,

"Kai, man, you are just wasting your breath, we all know that the Brits either don't know what you're saying or if they do, they refuse to speak in Japanese because they believe everything about their society is superior." You see the newly minted Kai, look at the other guy, and grunts in acknowledgement. He looks at me thoughtfully, debating something in his mind. He seems to make up his mind rather quickly, because he simply shrugs, pulls back the katana and hold it high and behind him. He looks at me with a cruel smirk, and says,

"Looks like it's your unlucky day, since we can't get you to understand us, I'm just going to kill you and hang up your body at the outskirts of the ghetto as a warning to other Britannians that think about coming here. Plus, if you are a military experiment, we will be costing them a lot of money and make them hurt in their wallets" Kai says and moves the sword so that he can swing it down and decapitate me in one go. "Then again, it is useless telling you this, so DIE!" He swings the sword and it flashes for my neck. I close my eyes shut as the blade approaches, not wanting to see it happen. Then I feel like ice is shooting up my back, and I hear a whisper.

'Letting you die hear would be very counterproductive to the mission we have for you. Try not to get into these kinds of situations again'

The quiet voice! I didn't think that I would ever hear it again, and after hearing it, the weirdness continued. The icy feel from before covers my whole body and then the feeling disappears abruptly. I watch as everything seems to get a faint white highlight, and temperature seems to fall slightly. Then things go from weird/freaky to downright supernatural, as I watch whatever the voice, or maybe myself, is doing. It seemed God had decided to hit the Slow-Mo button, because time itself seemed to slow to a near halt. I sit there, stunned by this shocking development by this, then suddenly remember that a razor sharp sword is about to give me a very unwanted shave. I dive off to the side, expecting the blade to slice up my shoulder or leg, but it never comes.

I see that the gangsters are still in super slow motion. Most people would walk up to the gangsters and try and figure out what was going on or mess around with the gangsters, I decide to do something similar to messing around with them. I approached the guy with the katana from the other direction, and reach out and grab his sword, still expecting things for me to go downhill very fast. Instead of time resuming normal speed when I grab the katana, the gangsters still move slowly, and so I decide to use the katana and permanently solve my problem and avenge probably countless others. I use the sword and behead each of them, so that they die as painlessly as possible. When I finished with the gruesome deed, take all of their weapons, money and anything else useful, and manage to find the exit, time unfroze, and the gangsters fell to the ground while their heads rolled on the floor.

As I walked through, a wave of queasiness passes through as the fact that I had just killed someone. I stumbled to the side and proceeded to heave into a ditch, though I didn't cry, yeah.

After I finished puking my guts out, I decided to take stock of my surroundings. Now that I was outside I could finally get a good look at the buildings and the imagery before me began sparking memories for, until it dawned on me. The ruin of a city I was in was a Japanese ghetto. I looked back and say that the building I had come out of was some river side apartment or office building.

'No wonder they were calling me Britannian, Texas, and sub sequentially the U.S., is right smack dab in the middle of the Britannian homeland!' This must be Area 11 I am in! I look around to make sure there was no large gathering of Japanese anywhere, due to the fact that I really don't want to push my luck with the quiet voice. I notice further down the street and on the bank of the river there are some stalls set up and were catering a small group of Japanese. I'm glad that I decided to keep the sword as well as take the other gangsters weapons, that way if the locals start getting violent about me being present; I have a way to defend myself. As I approach the stands, one of them notices my approach and gets the attention of the others. They all look over at me and give me a glare, some moving forward in a threatening fashion. I immediately correct their behavior by glaring back, and bring my shot gun to bear but did not shoot. That solved the problem for now, as the locals move back in fear, caution and subdued anger on their faces quite visible. Once they had finally move far away enough to be comfortable, I lower the gun, and call out to them and once again surprising myself, when I spoke in fluent Japanese,

"Listen….um... I don't want any problems; I just want to know where I am at, what the date is, and where I can a find way to get out of the ghetto" This obviously shocked the people, as they never thought that a Britannian would ever ask for directions or speak in their tongue. They looked amongst each other nervously, before I heard voice call behind me,

"I can help you with your problem sir, but I would like to know where you got that sword first?" I turn around see that one of the stall keepers had called out to me. I happily walk over to him, hoping that my day gets better after I have my chat with the stall keeper. As I take my seat I notice that the crowd has grown and are starting to move forward, more out of curiosity then out of desire to beat me to death. I hinge my chances on them staying curious so that I can the info that I need and get out before they get angry again. As I sit down, he motions that he would like to see the sword.

"Where I got the sword, I got it off some punks that didn't take too kindly to me showing up here, as well as the other weapons," I say to him as I hand over the sword for him to inspect it. I may be no expert on Japanese weaponry, but the katana seems to be the real deal, looks to be hand forged by a master and using genuine materials instead mass produced stuff. The blade seem to be the most unique part, for while the other parts of the katana where rather unimpressive, the blade was blacker than night and seem to drink in the light around it. I begin to wonder how a group of gangsters managed to get their hands on a blade like that. As well as how I didn't manage to notice those details when I was using the sword to chop off the gangsters' heads, or when they were trying to chop off mine. "I managed to get that sword away from one of them, then got rid of them, because I was sure they would never let me escape alive."

"Well you were very lucky to get this blade away from, and may I ask, was their leader a man by the name of Kai?" I nod my head and he grunts in approval "Well you did a service for the people here, he and his cronies have been attacking people all the time, mugging them, raping the occasional unlucky woman, and killing anyone they think is a threat." He examines the blade a little more, re-sheaths it, and returns the blade to me. I sling the sword over my back and catch a glimpse of the crowd behind me, which gives a mini-heart attack and causes me to turn pale.

The crowd that was originally at the stall was probably 10-15 people, now it seems like there 40-50 people staring me down. My fears soon become unfounded when some they start smiling at me whole heartedly and even a few thank me. I was bit confused as to why, bit that confusion was solved when I heard them saying things like "good riddance" or "those boys were nothing but problem" and even few "they should have suffered more for their crimes than what you gave them" as well as some come up and patting me on the back, though they were the minority, the rest just smiled a little and went about their daily business. I smile a little at that the turn around to finish my conversation with stall keeper, believing my day was finally looking up for a change.

I ran as fast as my legs could possibly move and far as my body would allow. I had watched every episode of Code Geass, and it had quickly become my favorite show. I knew quite a bit about the show, but not everything. And of course one piece of knowledge that I knew also was identical to the info the stall keeper had given. That was the reason I was running as if Death was hot on my heels. For I had gotten the date from the stall keeper and I knew my luck still looked down and was only going to get worse today. For today was going to be the fateful Shinjuku massacre, and I was right smack dab in the middle of the Shinjuku Ghetto. I knew that I had to get out of the ghetto before the bullets started flying. I was happy though that I had warned the people down at the banks to get out or hide themselves the best way they could so they wouldn't end up as causalities for Clovis' search for C.C. I kept running and looking for the way out when I hear a rumble in the air and see Britannian drop ships flying overhead, most likely carrying the Honorary Britannians that will be searching for the capsule that C.C. is in. I frantically look around for a place to hide, and see an entrance that seems to lead underground.

'Ok, I can hide down there or at the least use the underground tunnels as a way to avoid all the heavy fighting that is about to take place' I think to myself as I take off down into the tunnel, not realizing that I was jumping out of the metaphorical frying pan and into the fire by running down there. As I keep running, I eventually come to a point where it is like a large underground road. There is rubble everywhere, and there is a large crack in the road. I have a feeling in the back of my head that this place is very familiar, but just can't put a label or a name on the place. As I stop to catch my breath after running for a very long distance, I begin looking around for a way out. I eventually see a smaller personnel tunnel nearby and so I head over to it, when I begin hearing a noise coming down from the tunnel.

I look towards where I think the noise is originating from and see that a cargo truck is barreling down the road towards me. I once again act upon reflex and make a flying leap for the personnel tunnel, not wanting to be turned into road kill. I successfully clear the entrance and several seconds later the truck streams past. A few moments after that I hear a crash resound throughout the tunnel and I jump to the conclusion that the truck must have crashed into the large crack in the floor. I cautiously look out from the safety of my tunnel and the scene finally registers in my brain as to why this location is so familiar.

'This is where Lelouch meets Suzaku, where Suzaku gets shot and later ends up piloting one of the most advanced knightmares in existence, the Lancelot, and where Lelouch finally meets C.C.!' I think quickly, then remember that a full platoon of infantry that will shoot first, never ask questions is going to be showing up soon. With that in mind, I take off down the personnel tunnel, somehow finding the energy to run at full sprint down the tunnel, knowing that I most likely will die I stay there and try to get involved.

(Author's Note: The meeting between those three Lelouch, Suzaku, and C.C. will play out as in the Canon: Onwards with the story: D)

I ran and I ran, and I had no idea how long I had been going, but I knew that the clock was ticking because after 5-7 minutes of running, I heard a loud BOOM from the way I had come from, signaling that the truck had just blown up. Lelouch would obviously go down this tunnel due to the fact that there is nowhere is else to go, and the military would go around up top and try to cut them off at the warehouse where Lelouch receives his Geass.

'That means I just have to get there first!' My brain concludes, and I pick up the pace and race down the tunnel at a dead sprint, my muscle aching and my lungs screaming for a break, but I don't' stop, knowing sore and spent muscles are a much better consequence then the alternative I will get if I stop. Eventually, 'good grief that was a lot of running', I make it to the end and find myself in a warehouse with a large group of Japanese huddling on the floor in fear, while I hear various gunshots and explosions in the background mixed with the screams of dying people. The people on the floor look at me with abject terror at my weapons, confusion at my odd choice clothes (Sunday clothes, light blue collared shirt with buttons at the neck, white/cream colored shorts, tan Marine Corps. belt and an old pair of semi-falling apart gray, red, and black tennis shoes), and anger at my appearance.

Some of them jump up with various weapons in hand to defend themselves and their loved ones. I whip out my shotgun once again and try to talk them down, and try to convince them to hide down in the tunnel that I just came from. At first they refused to budge, but when they hear voices outside, followed by gunshots flying in from the windows, they changed their tune quickly enough. As they rush into the tunnel, an elderly man stops and asks me,

"Why are you helping us?" I look at him and say,

"Because I don't think that everything that Britannia is doing is right, and I especially disagree with the numbers system and the treatment of those that Britannia has conquered." I answer back to him proudly, and without hesitation. The old man smiles, and then follows the rest of the people into the tunnels. I then hear more voices outside followed by bullets punching through one of the big steel doors. Realizing I do not have much time, and that I am too far away from the tunnel entrance to discretely get away, I see a dark corner that might hide me, as long as they don't look over here.

'DO NOT worry Young ONE, WE are HERE to HELP you get Started in your QUEST AND MISSION in defeating BRITANNIA, I SAID You would receive Great BOUNTIES, AND so here is YOUR SECOND!'

'The second voice, well I suppose they are going to try and keep me alive, so I can complete their mission. All right crazy voice; let's see what my second present is!' At first I suspect that time would slow down again, but nothing seems to happen. Then everything seems to take on a bluish glow (A.N.: think of the night vision effect that is in Skyrim that Khajiit and vampires have) I then feel like I am being immersed in water, but can still breathe. I look around then at my body and finally see what my second gift is was. The feeling that I had felt was me actually merging with the shadows themselves. It feels like I right now floating under water and wherever the shadows lead, it seems like I can 'swim' that way. On one side, I can see out of the walls and into the room, while The other side is just pitch black and I find that if swim that way there is considerable room, and then most likely a another shadow that I could go through on the other side of the building.

I decide to 'swim' up into the ceiling overhead just in time as the soldiers that had confronted Lelouch from early bust in via explosives, leaving an adequate hole for them to walk through. A conversation drifts up to me, and it seems like the officer of the group is talking to one of his subordinates.

"Are you sure this is were those two are going to pop back up?" The commander asks impatiently. I remember him from the show, he looked quite nasty on the computer, but that laptop can't hold a candle to the real thing. I already dislike him and I've just met him too.

"Yes, my Lord. The tunnel they took should have exited here according to the map of the tunnel systems we have." One of the soldiers responds while scanning the room.

"Well then start looking for them! Don't just stand there, His Highness is not in a good mood and does not want to be kept waiting." With that in mind the soldiers spread out and begin searching the room for where Lelouch and C.C. might be, except the tunnel entrance/exit, for some odd reason. As they do this, I notice out of the corner of my eye that Lelouch and C.C. have just arrived and are now hiding in the stair well. I can see Lelouch trying to think up some way to get himself out of this situation in one piece.

'Hmm, tad bit different dialogue, but nothing to drastic. Plus they don't seem to have shot that little girl, so they had a bit of time to start searching. Oh well, nothing to drastic seems to be changing. Now if I remember correctly, Shirley should be calling him right about…' Lelouch phone starts ringing; this instantly alerts some near bye soldiers 'now.' I watch as he frantically tries to turn off the phone, but it is already too late, the soldiers now know he's there. They drag him and C.C. out and separate them, two soldiers holding her while Lelouch is positioned in front of the other soldiers by the back wall, giving off the feel that he is standing in front of a fire squad, which, sadly, he is.

"What an appropriate location for a terrorist to meet his end. Still you did well for a student, but that is to be expected, you're a Britannian. Unfortunately my clever young friend, you have no future." With that said the commander leveled his gun and was about to fire, when C.C. broke free from the soldiers and jumped in between Lelouch and the commander, shouting,

"He must not die!" The commander fired and C.C. took the bullet for Lelouch and fell to the floor dead. Lelouch stood there shocked after seeing the commander shoot the girl (C.C.).

"You shot her." He stammered looking surprised and reflexively checking for a pulse, but realizes that is a useless gesture, because a bullet to the head kills someone instantly.

"Humph, our orders were to bring her back alive, if possible. Oh well, nothing can be done about it now. We'll tell our superiors that we found the terrorist hideout and killed them all. Regrettably, the female hostage had already been tortured to death. What do you think school boy?" The commander said smoothly even though he just killed his target by mistake when he was supposed to bring her back alive. Lelouch simply kneeled by C.C. quietly muttering to himself. Suddenly C.C. grabs his wrist and commences what can only be the Geass contract ceremony. I already know what they say, but the ceremony barely lasts a second out here.

'Hmm, it seems longer in the show, oh well' I think off hand, while I watch with a shiver off excitement as Lelouch stands back up again. I know in the show that he Geass' them to commit suicide, but I want to keep that commander off to the side so he can be used for a later date. I begin trying to stretch out of the shadows, wanting to grab the commander, and watch as shadowy tendrils detach from the shadows. There were six of these new appendages, and at first I wonder how I am able to do this, but I push that thought to side for now. So much freaky stuff has happened to me in the last 12 hours that I really can't be surprised by some new strange thing happening nor do I really care about how I am able to do it.

'I can go test my new abilities later, if I get to keep, right now I have got to grab that commander before Lelouch can Geass him' I think quickly while getting into position overhead of him.

"Say, how should a Britannian who detests his own country live his life," Lelouch says after standing up, with his right hand covering his left eye.

"Are you some kind of radical… huh?!" The commander questions before suddenly become afraid of the boy in front who seems to be giving off so kind off cold, commanding, and above all else, deadly vibe. Something seems to have changed in Lelouch's demeanor. With the vibes he was getting, the commander was almost self-assured that the roles have changed, that his was the prey, and Lelouch, the predator.

"What's wrong? Why not shot? Your opponent is just a school boy, or have you finally realized that only ones that should kill are the one that are prepared to be killed!" Lelouch states and removes his hand from his face and reveals his new power, Geass.

"Huh, what's going on here?!" The commander stutters and his hand holding the pistol starts shaking, an obvious sign that he is starting to panic. I know what is about to happen, so I ready myself to spring into action in a manner that keeps the soldiers looking at Lelouch while I grab their commander.

"I Lelouch Vi Britannia command you, now all of you, Die!" With that being said, I spring into action right before he says die. My shadow whips, as I now like to call them, cross the distance in between me and him faster than the Geass can. I grab the commander by the head while covering his eyes with the whip, which proceeds to wrap around his head in less than a second, a single whip to grab each limb, while the final one wraps around his torso. I unceremoniously yank him up into the shadows, the man screaming like a little girl, doing all of this in a few seconds. While the normal Die command takes hold with the other soldiers, the commander is still un-Geassed, I sigh in relief, seeing my actions where not a waste a time.

After the soldiers drop dead, all that is left is one freaked out Lelouch, frantically observing the ceiling in a attempt to find where the whips had come from, completely forgetting about the soldiers that just committed suicide in front of him quite happily, a sort-of dead C.C., and finally me and a terrified Britannian commander hidden inside the shadows. As Lelouch is still trying to pinpoint where the shadow whips came from, I'm currently trying to figure out how I can turn this die-hard, Purist, racist, Britannian into a sleeper agent against his own will. I grab him by the head and try forcing his will to bend to my own. Sadly, it doesn't seem to work as the commander doesn't stop screaming or cursing me. I feel a sudden tingling inside my head and now I somehow know how to bend the man. It feels like another set of shadow whips coming from my head, but invisible to the naked eye, and they can interact with a person's brain.

'I SAID I would HELP YOU, it would be troublesome IF YOU didn't know THE EXTENT of your own abilities OR HOW TO USE them. You also NOW HAVE THE KNOWLEDGE to use the first gift, but IT is more TAXING THAN THE others! You still have BOUNTIES AND power you have yet to receive, and you will Get all OF THEM before you LEAVE!'

Once again the crazy sounding voice comes to my rescue. I looked at the man and smile a vicious smile. He starts whimpering at that since, I didn't know it at the time, I look like some horrible monster to him right now.

"Let's get started then!" I roar, unleashing out these new mind whips at the my test subject, and the commander howled in terror, not knowing nor wanting what was about to come.

Meanwhile, while I was mentally destroying and rewiring the commander's brain, Lelouch's brain was running a mile a minute after what he just saw. Here he was, about to be executed for knowing and seeing too much, next thing he knows, he has some magical power that allowed him to make the soldiers commit suicide on his orders. The part that scared him was that the commander was grab by something, and was pulled up into the ceiling and into a shadow. He did not want to find out what had grabbed the commander personally, and his apparent salvation from it came in the form of a knightmare frame blowing a hole in the building to let itself in. Inside the frame was Major (A.N. –If someone knows Villetta's rank, please share, cause I'm guessing) Villetta Nu. Using the knightmare's fact sphere, she discovers that the royal guard is all dead.

"How could all these royal guards be dead?" She notices Lelouch and then flips on the loudspeakers for her knightmare, "What happened here boy, and why is a Britannian student here in a place like this? Are you deaf, answer me or I'll" She shoots the wall directly behind Lelouch, which catches my attention as I'm finishing up on the final touches for my sleeper agent. Seeing nothing unusual, I continue wiping the commander's memory of our little 'session', and him ever seeing Lelouch. While I finish up with the commander, Lelouch Geass' Villetta, steals her knightmare, and is heading down the street when the commander and I pop back out of the shadows, though the commander is unconscious. Immediately, I notice that something felt off about me and my clothes.

Gazing down, I see that I am dressed differently than before. I seem to be wearing a large cloak with hood that on it that is pitch black, absorbing the light like the katana from earlier. It flares out at the end but looks like it is in tatters. I seemed to be wearing a set of simple looking black armor, covering me from the neck down to my feet. It bends and shifts with my movements, and it definitely does not breathe like armor normally breathes, which is never. Shifting my arms about, I learn that the cape I'm wearing can gather in front and cover me completely. I doesn't feel like I am wearing any kind of mask, so I assume that my face can still be seen. I find out that I'm wrong, because when I look into a strewn piece of glass expecting to see my face, only a blank shadow stares back at me. I check the gear I had and find that I only have a pure black sword left, a simple long sword.

'Guess Crazy Voice decided to give me some better gear, he also seemed to have switched out or change that katana into a long sword, as well as taking that shotgun." I comment then mentally sigh at the loss of any form of ranged combat that I have 'I guess Crazy Voice really wants to keep me alive if it is just giving me this stuff without me having to jump through hops to get it.' I look up and over and see that Villetta is still Geassed, so I reach out with my mind whips and delve into her mind, intent on altering her memories of Lelouch, but I stop. I remember that she would eventually marry Ohgi because of this encounter. I decide to be merciful and spare her and Ohgi on that regard. My mind whips informs me that the Geass will soon fail, somehow, so I withdraw them and using the ability before when captured by those gangsters, I slow time long enough so that I that I could get out without being noticed.

This finally brings me to the present, finding myself myself out on the streets, after reaching the end of that very long backstory, running and hiding from the soldiers that are killing anything that doesn't have a friendly Britannian IFF on it. I phase back out of the rubble and continue down the street to find the 'Bounties' as the Crazy Voices calls them, so I can the fight back against Britannian. I climb up one of the nearby buildings to the top, using the various other abilities that I have discovered up to this point, but all seem to be part of the same Bounty since the Voices haven't made any comments yet.

I discovered that I have super human strength, when I punched a Britannian soldier that had found me in the face and my fist went straight through his head and helmet without even slowing and put a large crater in the building, the debris flying off acting like shrapnel from a frag grenade, killing the rest of his platoon.

I found I have super speed when I had to run away from a squad of knightmares that saw me demonstrate my strength on their fellow soldiers and forgot that I could slow down time. I ended up leaving them in the dust and what looks like scorch marks in the shape of an armored boot.

I seem to have a very resilient body and/or armor as well, as regenerative abilities, due to the fact that I took a 120 mm. round from a tank to the body and felt like I only got kicked in the chest and stumbled back then proceeded to run away like it never happened. I also did not want to test my luck with how much damage I can take, so I continued to avoid tanks.

I learned I can jump up 4.5 stories when running when I got chased by the same knightmare squad from early for a second time and escaped by parkouring up the side of the buildings. I could hear them gasping inside their knightmares, as they watch me move and bend in ways a human should not be able to do, in full armor and dodging bullets no less.

All five of my senses seem to be enhanced because everything is clearer, sharper, and more precise. Out of all the gifts so far, these are the one that I despise right now. It means that I can hear the screams of the dying and the bullets silencing them better, vividly see a tank slaughter civilian from miles away, feel the earth rumble from all the machinery working to exterminate the Ghetto residents, taste the blood and fear in the air, and smell things that would make a cold blooded murderer puke his guts out for hours.

I finally make it to the top off the building and survey the Ghetto. I notice that there seems to be many more explosions then before, and as I focus in one spot several miles away, I see Sutherlands fighting other Sutherlands.

'It seems that Lelouch has finally met up with the other terrorists that will become the Black Knights later on.'

I see that the battle has just begun, and the Lancelot has yet to launch. There is still time to find the other Bounties before the battle is over, so I can test them out in battle. Behind the shadows in my hood, I smile broadly, eager to begin my quest to stop Britannia.

"Well then, time to get started" and with that, I jumped off the building, and went on the offensive against Britannia.

This an edited Version of Chapter 1

Woah, that took a while to write. Well this is the first chapter in Code Geass: The Unknown Variable Hoped you guys liked.

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