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A cold touch, a bright light.
"Am I finally dead?' he wondered to himself.
"Not quite, almost, but not quite. You're one lucky kid." came a voice.
Lelouch's eyes fluttered open and he saw a monster of a man in worn and faded brown trousers, a blue cotton shirt and suspenders and a doctors jacket.
The man was extremely tall and skinny with medium brown hair, flecked with grey, and rich hazel eyes behind a pair of fairly old, round, wire rimmed glasses.
"I'm not dead?" he managed to mutter in a harsh whisper.
"Nope."
"But……. I wanted to die."
"Suicide sends you to hell kid. Indirect suicide counts the same. You're just lucky an angel of light got to you first." the man said, checking his pulse.
"Come again?" said Lelouch confused.
"You were saved by a former angel of death." said the man. "I wasn't so lucky."
"What do you mean? You're standing right there." said Lelouch confused.
The man touched his face and Lelouch shivered. His hand was like ice.
"Feel that? I'm dead. I died nearly forty years ago." he said as if it was nothing. "Redemption for accidental suicide. I baby sit my older brothers who serve redemption for beating each other up all of the time."
"If you're dead, then…….."
"I'm half alive I suppose. I have a living counterpart and he gives me the chance to be a solid person instead of a ghost. Now sit still and let me see your eyes." said the man pulling out a tiny light and shining it in Lelouch's eyes.
"Hey! That's bright!" Lelouch protested shutting his eyes.
"I just want to make sure you don't have a concussion. Now we can do this the easy way or the hard way." the man said sternly, gently tapping the top of Lelouch's head with the light.
Lelouch just sighed and opened his eyes, letting the man shine the light in them.
"There that wasn't too hard now was it?" the man said turning off the light.
"Were you a doctor when you were alive?" Lelouch asked looking at him.
"I was a Navy doctor for nearly twenty years until I retired. How does your stomach feel?"
Lelouch paused for a moment. "I don't feel anything." he admitted.
"Good, then the morphine's working." he said. "You're lucky, whatever went through you missed your spine by a hair. Quite literally."
"So…… where am I?" Lelouch finally asked, looking around the room which was just a simple bedroom with a desk in the corner, a nightstand beside him and light blue walls, illuminated by a setting sun.
"I can tell you that you're in a place that didn't exist where you came from. So in a way, where you're from, you're dead, here your life is just beginning."
"I don't follow." Lelouch admitted, starring at the man before him.
"Here, Britannia doesn't exist, never has, never will. According to your history, the colonists lost the Revolution of 1776 letting England turn all of North America into the Holy Britannian empire. Here the colonist won the revolution turning most of North America into the United States. Then there's Canada and Mexico. Or is Mexico Central America? I can never remember." he said shaking his head with a shrug.
"So Britannia never existed?" he said, shocked.
"Nope, and neither did you. Which is why you're safe here."
Lelouch tried to wrap his head around what he was being told. "Soo…..what? Are there alternate worlds?"
"Something like that I suppose." the man said. "I couldn't really tell you. That's a question you should ask Malachai. After all he shares a body with a former Britannian general."
"Who's Malachai?"
"The former angel of death that saved the life of you and a couple of your friends."
Just then the door opened and a slightly shorter, bulkier man with the same face as the doctor walked in wearing a very unfamiliar military uniform.
"I see our friend has finally decided to join us." said the man with a smile.
Lelouch looked at the man trying to soak in the subtle differences, like the icy white hair with blue flecks, and a strange periwinkle blue color in the eyes, along with the strange accent.
"How's he doing Ashtor?" the man asked the doctor.
"Decent considering what he went through."
"That's good to hear." said the new man with a nod. "So, from what I've heard your name is Lelouch, right?"
"Yes." he answered slowly.
"Well I'm Leon Berkenbridge. You'll be staying with me for a while."
Lelouch looked at the doctor curious for an introduction. But he never said anything, he just looked down at a clipboard that seemed to come from nowhere.
But as if sensing his curiosity Leon said, "This is Leon Ashtor. We just call him Ashtor."
"Oh, okay." Lelouch said, unsure of what else there was too say.
"I suggest we let him go back to sleep for a while." said Mr. Ashtor, the clipboard disappearing into thin air right before Lelouch's eyes. Then his doctors uniform changed into a dark blue uniform.
"Cracker jacks again Ashtor?" Leon asked with a smile.
"Well I'm sorry if my summer whites didn't fit as well as yours." said Ashtor with a tiny smile back. "Now come on, let's let the kid get some rest."
"Good idea. We'll come back to check on you in a little while, alright Lelouch?"
Lelouch just nodded then watched as the two men walked out of the room, shutting the door behind them.
"Where am I, and what the hell did I get myself into?" he sighed. Then he closed his eyes and let himself drift off to sleep.