Author's Notes: This is my first real story, so expect mistakes and plot holes throughout the story. Also, any reviews will be appreciated and criticism will help make this story better.

Key:

Regular; "Dialog"; 'Thinking'; Writing; 'Mental Connection' §Parseltongue§;

Prologue Part 1: Two Immortals

Today marked the 150th year since a man, who now sat alone on an island, put his grand plan into action. Since he fooled the world. Since he rebuilt humanity. Since he died.

This man's went by many names throughout his life. Zero. The Demon Emperor. The Black Prince. Lelouch Lamperouge. And currently L.L.

All lies and petty titles, for this man's true name was Lelouch vi Britannia.

And now on this island, he was watching his greatest achievement, the Zero Requiem, crumble to ash before his eyes. Suzaku was long dead, F.L.E.I.J.A.s were being sent across the planet, and even his sister Nunnally was gone. He was watching as humanity burned. And he was helpless to stop it.

152 years ago in Shinjuku, he found C.C. and gained Geass. He took up the mantle of Zero: Champion of Justice, against Britannia, even though he was a prince. He almost won after killing the only one of his half-siblings he cared for. But he had his memories rewritten. Then a year later, he rejoined the fight, only to be betrayed. Then he took the throne and ruled with an iron fist.

He took the throne so he could bypass human nature to create peace. By making the entire world hate him, when he staged his own suicide with Suzaku, he left nothing to hate, and left created a peace the lasted a century-and-a-half.

That was where his greatest mistake in his history happened. He survived because he had taken his father's code and become immortal. He was supposed to die and burn in hell of the rest of time for his murder of millions.

But when he looked back at it, him watching how is efforts were pointless was worse. He wished that he could go back and change it all. But he knew, or so he thought, that he couldn't.

Little did he realize that on his island, someone else much like him, was watching.

The person watching Lelouch also had many titles. The-Boy-Who-Lived. The-Chosen-One. The Master of Death.

Again they were lies and worthless titles. This second person's name was Harry Potter. He was a man who, like Lelouch, became immortal against his will.

He had been placed at his evil relative's house when he was a child so that he would become the perfect weapon for the manipulative Dumbledore. Or as he had taken to calling, Dumb-As-A-Door, just to ease his hatred slightly.

Harry had been treated as a slave until he was elven, when he learned that he was a wizard and would go to Hogwarts. He went though many dangers with his friend Hermione and supposed friend Ron. He faced a possessive Voldemort, a sixty-foot basilisk controlled by a memory of Voldemort. He saved his framed godfather from Dementors. He watched a friend die as Voldemort returned after the tournament. He saw Sirius fall into the Veil. He watched as Snape executed Dumbledore's planned suicide. And he destroyed the Horcuxes and Voldemort.

All of this while Dumb-As-A-Door keep Harry from his inheritance, keep him ignorant of wizarding culture, stole form his vaults, and created false friendships and loves to keep him under control.

Harry had become immortal when he used the Resurrection Stone and mastered the third Deathly Hallow.

He later found out about the old man's manipulations but was too late, because the one person who he truly cared for and care back, Hermione, was already dead. Harry went into isolation and watched as magic was discovered by the muggles and humanity burned. He eventually began traveling to different dimensions in search of someone who could help him change it all.

Then he found it. He felt another immortal on the planet and went to the island Lelouch was on. When he saw Lelouch's eyes, he knew that he was the best chance that he would get, because Lelouch had seen the same things he had. Betrayal. Loss. Pain. And Helplessness.

For about a minute Harry watched as Lelouch watched as the world burned. Harry knew that the man was oblivious to his presence and started walking towards Lelouch.

Harry stopped, looked at the back of Lelouch's head and said one word.

"Hello."

Lelouch whipped around nearly instantly and saw Harry behind him. And then he stumbled to the ground in shock, before quickly getting up and saying, "W-who are you!? And what are you doing here!?" before regaining his composure.

Harry calmly replies with, "Harry, Harry Potter. And you are?"

After showing a slight flash of fear, Lelouch says, "L.L. And you have yet to answer my second question."

This time Harry replies with an unexpected answer, "L.L, surely that can't be your real name. How about this, you tell me your name and I tell you why I'm here. I mean, we are very similar, we've both lost everything, we've been manipulated, we even want to change everything, and we are both immortal."

At this statement, Lelouch's eyes flickered with hope. "Lelouch Lamperouge. Now, why are you here?"

"I am here because I want to have a second chance. I am actually from a different dimension. I know a way that I could have a second chance. You would also join me in a new life. I have done the research, and it appears as though if you help me, we would have our minds sent to my home dimension and be placed into my infant body. You would also go there, but would gain a body of your own. If we do this, we would become brothers with a second chance. We would retain our memories and skills. We may even gain a mental connection where we could show each other things. At the very worst, it would fail and we would finally die. No matter what we both win. And you have nothing to lose."

Lelouch was silent for about a minute, before he said, "I suppose I don't and it would be a change from the 150 years of isolation," laughing the last part. "So how do we do it?"

"It is quite simple really, all we have to do is have our hand on the other's head and think of one thing only. A second chance."

Lelouch nodded and walked up to Harry. They placed their hands on the other's head, and then knew only white.

Author's Notes: I think that 1058 words is good for a first chapter in a first story, don't you? Anyway, as I said at the top, reviews will help and so on. Also, in the author's notes I will be explaining questions asked by people so long as it doesn't spill anything in the plot, such as "Why didn't Harry do the ritual with anyone?" The answer to this by the way is that I think so much energy would be needed, only things that have an unlimited supply would be able to do it.