Code Geass: White Witch

Chapter 1: Separation

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For all intents and purposes, Nannally Lamperouge was bored as hell. It was almost the end of class and like everyone else she was waiting for the bell to ring.

She was not meant to stay in the same place for very long. She liked to run, play, and drive people to their wits end with her craziness. She liked talking with Shirley, Milly's crazy antics, Nina's shy and quite nature, Rivalz trying (and failing) to get Milly to like him, and training with Sayoko. She liked hanging out with her friends and her brother. That is why she hated being forced to sit still in this boring classroom. Besides she had better things to do today like skipping school to go gambling with her brother.

"Come on, come on, COME ON. I have places more important to be," Nannally thought as she repeatedly tapped her fingers on the desk. Patience was not a virtue to her. When she didn't think she could take it anymore the bell finally rang.

"About time. I am out of here," Nannally said as she grabbed her backpack and bolted out the door.

After going down the hall and a flight of stairs Nannally meet up with Lelouch and the two began conversing as they headed toward the parking lot to get Rivalz's motorcycle since Lelouch already had the keys.

"So Lelouch who is your opponent this time," Nannally said curiously, "I hope it isn't another stuck up noble like the last five times."

Lelouch smirked and said, "I don't know but I hope so to. I really could use a challenge for once." They continued to talk until they found Rivalz's bike. Lelouch hopped on the bike as Nannally got into the sidecar. Lelouch inserted the key, started the motorcycle, and drove off down the street.

(Scene Change)

On the outskirts of Sinjuku ghetto, a young girl stood almost perfectly still staring at a run down four-story apartment building that their target had taken refuge in.

The girl, who was wearing a white and silver pilot suit that revealed her arms, had waist length blue hair, a spatha sheathed at her waist, wore a silver mask that covered the entirety of her face, and on her right arm was a tattoo of the roman numeral for the number 7, smiled at her accomplishment. It had taken almost 7 months to track him down. From Israel to Russia to finally Japan they chased him across almost half the planet but it was finally over.

The Code was theirs now and with any luck they'd have two.

The masked girl watched as her subordinates, all women, began to move in to capture the target but her mind was on the other Code. C.C., or at least that is what she believed her name was, was the research specimen for Clovis' Code R project. She didn't know the details of the project but she was sure that nothing good would come of it. Which was partially the reason why she was here in the first place. One of her objectives, although not her main one, was to liberate her from Clovis' grasp and bring her into the organization. Lord knows she could use a place to call home and now was the perfect time to free her as a group of terrorists were planing to steal the container she was in believing it to be poison gas.

Suddenly a small explosion blasted a large hole in the wall of the second-story bringing the masked girl out of her thoughts.

"Fucking hell, he booby-trapped the place. That's just great," the masked girl thought irritated by this development, "why can't he just give up already. This has long sense become a pain in the ass."

"What is the situation," the masked girl asked over the radio, "have we lost anyone."

"My lady, we lost Sara and Louise plus Masane was injured. It would seem that most of the second floor is booby-trapped and perhaps the same can be said for the upper floors as well. What are your orders," spoke some woman who seemed to be relatively calm despite what had happened.

The masked girl paused for a moment to think before speaking, "alright, get the injured and dead out of there and be careful of more traps. We can't lose any more of our people to this guy so stay sharp. After you've done that precede with the targets capture. Take him down. Over and out."

After giving the orders the masked girl severed radio contact. She was very pissed off at the moment and the fact they were on a time limit didn't help her mood any. They had to hurry or they would miss their chance to rescue C.C.

She absentmindedly looked behind her where six large cargo trucks and a 16-wheeler were parked. She scanned over the various vehicles before her eyes rested on the semi-trailer on her far right: its trailer door wide open.

"If I have to I'll use our new creation," the girl thought as she looked inside the trailer.

She could just make out the silhouette of a machine inside the trailer: a majestic white and blue Knightmare Frame poised and ready for battle.

(with Lelouch and Nannally)

"8 minutes and 42 seconds. I think that's a new record," the brown-haired girl said with a hint of pride in her voice.

Lelouch looked at his sister with a smirk on his face and said, "what do you expect. The nobles here in Area 11 can't play a decent game of chess to save their lives. They're just over privileged parasites that's all."

At that moment Lelouch and Nannally looked up at a large outdoor TV screen as a news broadcast was aired.

"Sorry for the delay. Now the Third Prince of Britannia, Clovis la Britannia, will address the nation," said some woman as the screen shifted to a live video feed of Prince Clovis.

After a brief pause Clovis began his speech. "To all my imperial subjects," Lelouch and Nannally glared at the screen, "including, of course, the many cooperative Elevens who choose to serve the Empire of Britannia."

Clovis dramatically clutched his heart before continuing, "do you not see my pain. My heart was just ripped from my chest only to be torn apart. The remnants are filled with rage and sadness. However, as Viceroy of Area 11, I will not allow terrorism of any kind because the battle we fight is a righteous one. A virtuous battle to protect the well being of one and all. Now then everyone, let us have a moment of silence for the eight who died for justice in the line of duty."

"Brother, are you going to," Nannally asked.

Lelouch look at his sister and said, "honestly Nannally, no I will not. It's not like they will come back to life if I do."

Nannally frowned at that, "that's kind of a bleak outlook brother."

"I know but still, no matter how hard you try, you can't change the world," Lelouch said solemnly as he started the bike, "come on, Nanna, lets go back to the school."

(With Kallen)

Kallen Kouzuki was having a very bad day. First, Tamaki had fucked up the mission to steal the poison gas and now they were on the run. Secondly, the cops were chasing them and it would likely take a miracle to lose them. Lastly, Kallen was pretty sure the military would soon get involved and then they would be lucky to get away with their lives let alone with the gas.

"Damn it, if only Tamaki had stuck to Naoto's plan we wouldn't be in this mess," said the black-haired man in the drivers seat.

"Hurry, Nakata, we have to lose them and fast," Kallen said with a hint of panic in her voice.

Nakata looked at Kallen before saying, "it's kind of hard to ditch those police VTOL and will you stop trying to backseat drive. I can handle this."

Nakata turned his attention back to the road and the instant he did, almost like magic, a motorcycle with a sidecar just appeared out of nowhere.

"You fucking idiots, get out of the way," Nakata steered the truck onto an offramp to avoid hitting the bike.

"No, not that way," Kallen shouted to late. The truck went from driving on concrete to sand. The sudden loss of traction caused Nakata to lose control and slam into the side of a building with a sickening crash.

Kallen groaned as she raised her head from the dashboard. "Of course you can handle it Nagata," Kallen said in a very sarcastic manner, "if we survive this your never driving with me in the car again."

(With Lelouch and Nannally)

"Um, big brother, do you think that was our fault," Nannally asked.

"No, I don't think so," Lelouch answered as he tried to get the bike to start. After fiddling with it for moment he turned the key and the engine came to life.

Nannally, however, was still focused on the crash. She got out of the sidecar and walked to the edge of the street. It was then that she saw it.

"Hay, brother, come look at this," Nannally said as she became even more interested in the crashed truck.

Lelouch turned off the ignition, came over, and stood beside her. "What is it Nanna," Lelouch asked.

"Look there," Nannally pointed to the opening in the truck's roof, "do you see it brother. The weird light."

Lelouch looked wondering what she meant until he saw it as well, "what is that."

"Let's check it out," Nannally said and before Lelouch could even say anything she leaped over the edge.

"Nannally, come back. Damn it," Lelouch cursed before jumping after her.

It took a moment for him to catch up with his sister who had already stopped at the truck.

"Big brother, you really need to exercise more," Nannally said with sly smirk on her face, "you can't run three feet without collapsing."

"You know, you're just like Suzaku. Your both exercise nuts," Lelouch said as he grabbed hold of the ladder on the out side of the truck. "I'm going up first."

"Why, if there is trouble I could get us out of it. Would it be better if I went first or is this some kind of 'big brothers protect little sisters' thing," she said looking rather cross.

"Yes, to the latter," he said as he climbed up the ladder. Nannally soon began to climb up after him.

Once he reached the top he called out, "hello is anybody there." Almost the instant he finished truck backed up. The sudden movement caused Lelouch to fall into the truck and Nannally to be thrown several feet away.

She quickly picked herself up but not fast enough as she could only watch helplessly as the truck drove off with Lelouch inside.

"NO, LELOUCH," Nannally screamed as she watched the truck drive off. "Damn it."

Nannally turned and ran full tilt back toward her only chance of catching up with her brother: the motorcycle. "I'm coming brother, just hang on," Nannally thought as she jumped onto the bike, started it up, and accelerated down the street as she chased the after the truck.

Authers notes: this is my first story so I hope it's at least decent. Constructive criticisim is always welcome. By the way if Nannally seems ooc than the simple answer to that is that she is not blind or crippled here so she grew up normally. She is still somewhat of a pacifist and a little naive but that will change as the story progresses.