A/N bad stuff happened for me, I'm sorry updates haven't been happening often, for those of you who read code wars another chapter explaining my disappearance will be in the A/N. Anyways this is another new idea I had and I hope to get good feedback. it is a Kallen X Lelouch X C.C. love triangle fic with a an old war to fight anew. That's all I'm gona say, read the rest to find out what's up.
He could feel the ceremonial blade piercing through his heart, and over suzaku's shoulder, he could see Kallen, his queen, crying hysterically, while the other knights, and his friends on the sideline stood there in shock, he could see realization and sadness in his knights, while Rivalz gripped the steel bar keeping him out of the parade like it was the only thing left in the universe. His vision went dark after stumbling over the edge, sliding down to Nunnally.
'So... this is what death is like... I cant feel my body... I just feel... light... I feel free... this isn't what I expected going to hell would feel like.'
"Its not."
His eyes snapped open, he only saw white, before objects began to materialize, furniture and nick knacks of all sorts appeared around him, until it looked like a comfortable little office. He fell back in surprise, landing in a comfortable cotton chair, on the other side of a glass desk was another chair that swung around, revealing a figure with a black robe and a hood covering his face, black was the main theme of the office, most of it was, with a little bit of white. he was in his casual outfit of jeans and a plain T shirt.
A book appeared in front of his hands out of nowhere.
"So you're the special case I was told about... right, well lets get on with it and see what makes you so special to C mister VI Britannia."
The figure flipped the book with a black gloved hand open and seemingly thousands of pages sped by, before suddenly stopping.
"Ah, so your the one that has been giving me so much to do? Quite the life you lived, I must admit, impressive, tragic, very heartbreaking, a true Romeo and Juliet love story with an un-just ending that a hero does not deserve, important to be sure, and oh so very entertaining."
Lelouch blushed as red hair and blue eyes flashed in his head.
"Pardon me, but who are you, where am I, and how and why am I here?"
"Straight to the point I see, good, ill answer those questions. First, I am death."
Lelouch tensed up and his eyebrows shot up in surprise.
"Death?"
"Yes. Second, you are in my office, third, you are here because my boss wants me to give you an offer, an intriguing one to be sure, and you are here because you committed assisted suicide, I am death and seeing to the needs of the recently deceased is my job for all eternity."
Lelouch blinked.
"Offer?"
"Indeed, one he planned to give you ever since you saved him from that uppity fat man that came here a little while ago, your dad is a prick by the way."
"I would laugh but I am afraid I am not much better."
"Nonsense dear child, you are a bigger man than he ever was and far more righteous, even at such a young age."
"But-"
"But what? You've killed, manipulated, lied, cheated, stole, and survived til the end. But you did it in the name of justice, in the name of helping the oppressed, weak, and innocent, to make the wish of your dear sister and crush come true, you did bad things, but we all do, do you really think my boss would create man knowing they would do awful things to each other if he wasn't going to love and accept you unconditionally?
Death leaned back in his black leather chair.
"You deserve a reward for what you've done, so here is the deal." He held up a finger. "You have a few options. First, live in hiding amongst the populace while in plain sight, your trustworthy friends, family, and other loved ones will be made aware, and you can live happily in the world you created."
He put up a second finger.
"Second, remain dead as a doornail, and live in the highest levels of the big guys estate, being able to do anything and everything you desire, and when your 'Queen' meets her end, she can come on up and you two can be reacquainted."
He held up a third and final finger.
"Or third, and I like this one the most, fix the world one more time, before it can even break."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean go back to before the British reformed under the banner of the Holy Britannian Empire, to fight in Washington's rebellion, to free the thirteen colonies from British rule and form the united states of America, stop the horrendous future that is caused by Benjamin Franklin's betrayal. You are allowed to have Kallen Stadtfeld and Ceara accompany you in this new life."
"... When can I start number three?"
Death held up a pair of de-gloved hands, boney skeletal appendages in their place.
"Right now."
He snapped his fingers, and everything went white once more.