I wrote this story some years ago and thought I'd post it. I do not own Code Geass or any of the characters besides the two OCs: Kylan Lucian/vi Brittania (Y-B) and Q2.

Falling…falling… air rushed up to meet my limp body. Blood dripped from my chest where the bullet had hit me. I was bleeding to death, falling out of the sky. This was the end for me but I was okay with that. Protecting Nunally… that was my job given to me by Lelouch. I'd done just that, I'm proud to say. I didn't let you down Lelouch, I saved her and now I'm going to greet God. It was going to happen eventually, why not die in a way that benefits those of my family that will live on while I'm gone?

A few days earlier our mother was killed, shot in the back as she fell, protecting Nunally. The incident was seen by my brother as well, who screamed in horror. Nunally lost her sight and ability to walk that very same day due to trauma. I hadn't been there when mother died; I was with Clovis and Schneizel, learning how to properly play a game of chess. I had already beaten Clovis at the time and Schneizel had me in a fierce competition.

Father and Mother had always told me I was the golden child. I'd gotten older brother Lelouch's brilliance, elder sister Cornelia's fierceness, sister Euphemia's kindness and Schneizel's military wit. I'd gained everything. However, I was gifted with poor health. I was going to die sooner than later. I had a rare cancer that destroyed the nervous system.

Lelouch felt betrayed and blamed everything on Father. He renounced his title to the throne, which gave me the title, however, with my bad health; I wouldn't become the next emperor because I'd most likely be dead by then. Father sent Lelouch and Nunally away to Japan. He let me go along with them. He said he wanted us all to be together and that when it neared my time he and everyone would return for my last moments.

We were on the flight to Japan when a group of terrorists attacked us. Lelouch told me to watch Nunally, so I hid us in a room but the terrorists boarded the air craft. They were trying to assassinate us but before they shot Nunally, I jumped into the way just as the bullets exploded into me. Blood splattered my clothing and dripped from my mouth as I stumbled but I refused to give up until the terrorists were gone. I used the last of my strength to knock the terrorists up against the nearest wall. I had never realized I had so much athletic power since none of my family members let me do anything because of my poor health.

I was out of energy and slowly dying. Nunnally was crying, trying to grab a hold of me but I pushed her away so she wouldn't know I was bleeding to death. Lelouch burst into the room and saw me covered in blood. He yelled out and tried to rush towards me but I told him to stay back. I smiled kindly at my older brother before I stumbled backwards and out the side of the window.

I was falling and falling…and falling. I bet I would die before I hit the ground but suddenly something grabbed me. I coughed up more blood as someone started talking to me.

"Do you wish to live?" The voice said. I felt blood stained tears trickle down my cheeks. I had never thought me, of all people, would live. I nodded slowly, could he really do it? Take away this cancer? This bloody pain?

"I will grant you your wish but only if you agree to my contract."

I nodded again, for I could not speak. I was fading quickly.

"Then let the contract be complete!" The voice exclaimed. There was a rush of white light that filled my eyes. At first I thought I'd actually died but I opened my eyes again. There was no pain. The world was the same as it had been. The air ship was a tiny blob in the distance and I was no longer bleeding. I looked down at myself and found I could move my arms and body much more easily than I could before.

"You will live on to complete our contract." The voice said. "You have been freed of death. With this contract I grant you, Geass!"

My left eye burned and it pulsed slightly. It felt…powerful.

I turned and came face to face with a Knightmare, machines I had seen my sister Cornelia use all the time. The lid was up and a young boy around the age of 17 was staring at me. He had short blue hair and pierced ears. His eyes were also blue and he wore ringlets on his arms.

"Who are you?" I asked, my eye pulsed more as if it were synchronizing with the red tattoo on his forehead that shined with a blinding light.

"My name… it is Q2."

The writing is not completely up to par with my current style but if anyone wants me to continue the story you can send a PM or a review. :)