A/N: Basically, my first fanfic ever. Nothing too big, in fact it's stupidly short. Go me!
Disclaimer: Oh, yeah, as if I own Code Geass.
Ready for Death
'The only ones who should kill are those prepared to be killed' – Lelouch vi Britannia
Lelouch took a deep breath. This was it. He'd faced a lot, sinned too much and now was doing his bit for world peace. His death would mean that everyone could get on with their lives without wars or conflict. In theory.
It was as Suzaku (Dressed as Zero) swatted away Lelouch's gun, blade now poised for swift kill, that the concept of death settled into Lelouch's mind. Erased from existence forever, never to walk among others again. Not being able to, well, do anything. Ever. A cold shudder shook his body like an unwelcome gale. Well, he thought, it could be worse. I could be immortal, forced to live forever... wait, what's wrong with that?
Suzaku had drawn his sword back, moments away from thrusting it through the Demon Emperor's body. He wandered briefly if anyone would notice that it was his sword from the battle two months ago. He then remembered about his approaching doom.
Suzaku was taking his time. Lelouch wanted to jump out of the way and it seemed as though Suzaku wanted him to as well. Then it dawned on him. The bastard was milking it for all it was worth! He hadn't been impaled yet and people were already chanting Zero's name just like last year. Ahh, good times...
Screw this! He thought, I want to live! I'm the real Zero here!
He was about to protest when he realised that he'd spent too much time thinking and not enough time taking action.
Oh balls, was his thought as he slid down the slope, leaving a lovely crimson trail of (most likely) evil blood. He looked at his sister, who he changed the world for, and smiled. At least tried to smile.
His last thoughts were 'I wonder how quickly people will get this onto Youtube?'
R&R!