"Good morning everyone, my name's Lyza Papas and I'll be joining this class from today on. Its a pleasure to meet you all." Lelouch's tired eyes glanced at the girl at the front of the class. She had long, curly black hair and fair-toned skin. Her eyes were two different colors; a green left eye and violet right one. The girl locked eyes with the raven-haired teen and he looked back out the window.
"Miss Papas was the student council president at our sister school in Greece, Papas Academy, joining us as part of a student-exchange program," the teacher continued. Lelouch began ignoring the man as he went into detail about Lyza being the heiress to a grand fortune and how her family had long ties to Britannian royalty in the lines of friendly affairs and even rumors of betrothals. Lelouch looked back and noticed Lyza looking uncomfortable as the man went on and on.
He stood up, catching the attention of the class and cutting the teacher off midsentence.
"Lyza, no one sits by me if you want to sit down," he offered. Lyza smiled warmly and moved to take her new seat, leaving the teacher opening and closing his mouth like a fish as the girl sat down and thanked Lelouch.
The teacher shook his head and began the lesson as if nothing had happened.
"Thanks for that," Lyza whispered.
"The guy's a huge loudmouth and loves hearing his own voice. You didn't seem to be enjoying the attention so I decided we should start the lesson."
"Still, can you meet me on the roof after school? I have something important to discuss with you."
"Look, we just met. I know that I'm somewhat attractive but its a bit early for a confession of love, don't you think?"
"Its not a love confession. But it is important," Lyza assured. Lelouch sighed and shrugged.
"Fine." Lyza beamed and turned her attention to the teacher as he droned on and on about the Ancient Romans. Lelouch's attention went to the redheaded girl in the row ahead of them, who was glaring ice-blue daggers at him through the mirror of her pencil case before she quickly shut it.
"So what did you want to discuss?" Lelouch asked in a bored tone. Lyza took a deep breath and looked him right in the eyes, the two contrasting colors almost making him dizzy for a second.
"Your father's a Greek god!" she said quickly but she kept his eye contact and began to relax as Lelouch's eyes went wide. "Hmmm...Mother told me to expect some screaming and denial. You're as unpredictable as Athena said you'd be."
"Athena? Look, I don't know who you are but I do know you don't have the right guy. I'm not a Greek god! Mythology was created by people who did not have the science to explain things like earthquakes and volcano eruptions," Lelouch explained quickly.
"Of course you're not a Greek god. But you are Cronus' son. Just as I am Rhea's daughter. You and I are demititans. And if we succeed at our destiny, how would you like to be called made-up to explain how a great evil was banished from this world?"
"This is ridiculous! I'm going home."
"You know what else is ridiculous? A teenager gaining a ragtag army and then defeating a greater army with lots more firepower and then that same teen shooting a crown prince in the face. Tell me, does sweet little Nunnally know you've killed a man?"
"I did that for a rea- how do you know about my sister?!" Lyza smirked and cocked an eyebrow.
"You think my brothers and sisters would just let a half-blood son of Cronus walk around unchecked? They've been watching you and Nunnally and Cronus' other son since you were conceived." Lelouch's eyes widened even further. "I know. Kinda spooky, to find out your baby sister is only half your blood...but then again...with the amount of attention Apollo's been giving her, I wouldn't be surprised if it turned out she was his kid. Whoa...that would make her not only your half-sister but also your grandniece. Wow. Weird how our family works, huh?" Lelouch's fists clenched and his jaw tightened.
"I don't know who you think you are, but I will only say this one more time; I am not a son of Cronus or whatever you think I am. Now get away from me!" Lyza sighed and rolled her eyes as she reached into her pocket and pulled out a golden pen. She pulled off the cap and the device made a small whirring noise like an engine starting up. In mere seconds, a bronze sword rested in her hand.
"You and I can see it. A mortal would look and see a toy or the pen, whatever their mind could understand in the situation. You could think of it as a veil every mortal wears that obscures their vision and protects us from being prodded, poked and dissected. But since we're half-mortal, it can affect us as well. Monsters can make it much stronger around them, hiding themselves as old women, big dogs, whatever. So I'd recommend that if you want me gone, take this and attempt to protect your sister. If you refuse it, I'll have to protect Nunna, won't I? That means a lot of time between me and her and who knows what secrets could come out then," Lyza said sternly, turning to playful near the end. Lelouch snarled and took the sword.
Despite the heavy look, the blade was actually very light and balanced perfectly for him. Lyza smirked.
"Not so bad, is it? What more do you expect from nephews like Ares and Hephestus?"
"Just...GO!" the raven-haired boy snapped. Lyza shrugged and chuckled.
"Don't be a stranger, step-brother," she called as she vanished down the steps back into the building.
OUALD: I know its a new story but its been on my mind for a while and now it won't leave me be. So let me know if you want to see more. Who do you think is Lyza's twin, or Lelouch's half-brother? Leave a review with your theories as to who. Bye now!