So I have had this idea for a while now after I re watched operation stardust so I was like why can't I do something similar here? So I decided to do it just to get it off my chest so I can work on the others I hope you enjoy :)
Also this is the first Fanfic that I have ever written on this site that I not a cross over so please tell me if I am doing something wrong if the nature of writing the fanfics and crossovers are different. The name itself is a tribute to Anavel Gato's title itself.
More importantly I am looking for a beta for at least one of my stories I have been called out for bad grammar on some occasions so I would be appreciative if anyone offered.
Anyway here I go once again I hope you enjoy.
"For the rebirth of the ideals of Zeon. For the success of Operation Stardust! Solomon I have returned!"-Anavel Gato on his assault on the Solomon base
"It is now or never" A young man in the later half of his teens said. He had brown hair and facial features that betrayed his Japanese descent. The top left half of his face has covered by a mask that concealed his left eye. The lenses it had was red. The man touched the metal that was melded into his skin on his face, as if he was remembering something that gave him motivation. "Yes" he said to himself quietly as he watched the white haired man and blue haired lady he had knocked out and tied up after he had stolen their project. He had taken them and hidden them so he could come later after this mess ended and take them away. Though they may work for the enemy those two well at least the white haired one might work for him instead as long as he got to work on his project. Walking over to the 'project' the man took the time to appreciate the knightmare frame that the man was designing. It was more sleek looking and on the inside it was even more impressive than any of the Glasgows that the soldiers of that hated nation piloted.
The man steeled himself as he climbed into the cockpit if he started now he could never turn back. "Ironic" he said to himself. "As if I could have after what I have done." He remembered the life he took. He remembered his fathers face as he died. "Yes my hands are already stained red with blood" the man stated. "All these years of planning and preparation. All of it comes down to this moment and what I choose." He remembered what the prince who was in charge of his beloved homeland had ordered. "Yes I must do this" the man said as he steeled himself for what he was about to do. "For those Heroes who perished here. For those of us still in the land of the living and those yet to be born. I will not fail." The mechanical eye glowed red in response shining brightly to match the determination in his right green eye. He then activated the knightmare and blazed into the ghetto.
The forces of the Glasgows edid not know what had hit them. They didn't even know what he was. Moving so swiftly he destroyed them easily outmanoeuvring them and keeping the populace of the ghetto safe at the same time. "With any luck this will give the resistance movement the time they need to regroup" the brown haired man thought. He he ran into more Glasgows and took them down going directly for the cockpits at the back. By now he had destroyed two entire squads, the viceroy will have definitely noticed. "Now is the time, Lulouch, Nunully and even you too Naoto" the man said to himself remembering his friends and praying that they were alive while also remembering the man who had sacrificed himself for this very moment. At tear found its way out of his right eye. "That will be the last tear I ever shed" the man said resolving himself. "For all of you my friends my countrymen my family I do this for you." He used his radar to track the enemy Glasgows and attacked the group with the highest concentration of them. As he ploughed threw them he shouted into all the channels and his voice amplifier at the top of his lungs in his native tongue "You will not leave this place alive" with that said he smashed into the Glasgows effortlessly avoiding they fire and making sure he slew the pilots. The white knightmare cut its path threw the Glasgows towards Prince Clovis la Britannia "SHINJUKU, JAPAN I HAVE RETURNED!" Suzaku Kururugi shouted again into all the comm lines and on the loudspeaker. And shot forward into the movable base. Slamming into it like a hot knife cutting through butter.
"What do you mean our knightmares are being taken care of by some unknown?" Clovis La Britannia the Third prince of the Britannian empire demanded in outrage. HE was having a terrible day. As it is the 'gas bomb' that was really the holder of a code had been hijacked by an eleven resistance group who had found the misinformation that he had given for his underlings by accident. While this did work for him and give him an excuse to purge the Shinjuku ghetto Clovis still did not like the prospect of having something like a person who can give others GEASS out on the loose. While he was usually charming the Third prince was in truth shallow and pety, he hated losing and he hated being unable to do anything about it.
"It is as I said sir" one of his officers who weren't out in the field replied. They knew it was pointless to argue with the prince when he is like this, Also they knew that even though he was a fool and hopeless Clovis could order any one of their deaths and they would be powerless to stop him lest one of his siblings intervened. That situation was less than likely to happen as most of the other prince and princesses of Britannia made Clovis look like he was in possession of a halo that was situated above his head.. "Something has taken down ten of our Glasgows and we weren't able to get a visual on it" he explained.
"Whatever tell our rear guard to pull back to our base camp" Clovis snapped.
The officers knew better than to question him, in this mood Clovis would have had them executed if he felt they were so much as questioning his judgement so instead they replied. "Yes your majesty" and went about following the orders of a commander that they knew that he was literally going to be the death of all them.
Then they started receiving the messages over the comms. "What is that a white Knightmare." one said before his signal went dark showing that the pilot was dead.
"You highness the unknown enemy appears to be a nightmare" the officer who reviewed the information called out.
"And what of that?" Clovis asked before he pondered for a moment. "Contact earl Asplund and have him take Schneizel's prototype out for a spin" he ordered.
"Your majesty" Another officer called out to him barely seconds later.
"What is it now" Clovis snapped. "Its Lord Asplund" the officer explained. "his transport it seems has been sabotaged and he is nowhere to be seen" the officer informed Clovis with a worried tone.
"What of the knightmare?" Clovis asked panic growing in his voice. "Is it still there."
"Your Majesty" the officer replied. "Llyod Asplund's transport has been destroyed and his knightmare hijacked. He and his assistant are missing."
"What?" Clovis shouted in outrage and horror. Then suddenly everything made sense. "The Elevens have stolen the prototype and are using it to defeat me" he said.
"Your majesty" another Officer called out. "Visual contact. An unidentified white Knightmare is tearing through our Glasgows" the officer paused "his voice became panicked. "Your Majesty" he stuttered. "Its, Its heading right for us."
Then there comms were filled with the sound of a person shouting.
"Oh sweet holy Britannia" Clovis swore "He's coming to kill me"
Then another message said in the same voice was heard. It was even louder than the last one. "Your Majesty" one of the officers shouted. "The white knightmare its right in front of us"
Clovis looked on in horror as the Kngihtmare cut through his defence lines. "All units" he ordered. "take down that white Knightmare". To his men on board his base "Everyone get this thing moving retreat." he shouted scared and desperate tone.
Suddenly the white knightmare was in front of them and then Clovis la Britannia and all of his unfortunate subjects with him were no more.
Kallen Stadtfield or as she proffered to be known Kallen Kozuki eyes widened in surprise as she heard the declaration over the comm channels. The resistance group had been aided in defending Shinjuku from a mysterious figure named warlock who had given them Glasgows to fight the brittanian army with. She had to admit that Warlock was skilled as he had been able to help them slow the oncoming Britannian advance. But even he could not overcome such numbers and they were slowly losing ground. It was when the fighting became the harshest that the Shinjuku resistance group noticed that their radar's were showing a significant decrease in the Britannian's forces. And that their hated enemy was retreating. Warlock had denied anything to do with it and had stated it was news to him as well. Then they heard the first announcement, though the resistance group did not know what to make of it. The language was their own that of Japan before it became area 11 after its defeat to Britannia years ago. What surprised that their new ally was headed towards the Britannians basecamp. That only meant one thing that whoever they were they intended to kill Clovis la Britannia, Third Prince of the holy Britannian Empire and the Viceroy of Area 11 the once proud and noble country of Japan. What they heard and saw on their scanners next shocked them to their core. Once again shouted out fluently in the dialect of their home was something that shent shivers down Kallen's spine. Just then she heard over the radio that the impossible had happened. The Brittanian forces were pulling out and more. What was even more impossible? It was the fact that the Viceroy Clovis la Britannia was dead.
"Kallen did you hear that" Tamaki one of the other members of the resistance cell shouted over to her on the comm. "am I dreaming?" he asked. "Did Britannia just lose?"
It seemed that whoever their second saviour however was not content their radar showed that he was picking up any and all of the enemy forces that he could get to. "I don't know?" Kallen replied. "Are we both dreaming or are we all on refrain?" she asked.
"Refrain doesn't work like that" Ohgi Kaname their unofficial leader after Naoto died answered. "But I am not too sure myself." He then contacted Warlock "Hey Warlock are you sure you did not plan this I mean the timing was perfect."
"No" Warlock replied. "I didn't plan any of this" he stated. "It seems that if there is a God he is definitely on our side though."
"What do we do now?" Ohgi asked desiring intsruction so that he and the resistance cell could be knocked out of their stupor.
"Try to make contact with our apparent Saviour" Warlock ordered. "see if he has anything to tell us or if he has anything that he can help us with."
"Will do" Ohgi replied. "Tamaki with me" he ordered. "Kallen stay back with the others in case something happens."
"Right" Kallen replied and retreated further into the ghetto to regroup with the others.
"Oh come on" Tamaki complained but he acquiesced to Oghi's command anyway.
Suzaku had just finished sweeping up any of the unlucky remaining Glasgows that couldn't get out from the ghetto in time. Then he notice two of them coming towards him. Suzaku restrained his reflex of moving to destroy them as he noticed that one of them was hailing him. "Allowing the broadcast to come through he responded. "speak." his tone was clipped and cold getting straight into the heart of the matter.
"Unknown Nightmare frame we are member's of the Shinjuku resistance cell. Please verify if you are a friendly." a male voice asked.
Suzaku closed his one eye before opening it again before he responded. "What do my actions tell you?" he asked.
"Well another voice began most probably the second Glasgow's pilot. "You did destroy a fair few Glasgows and took the pressure off of us and then killed Britannia's Third prince, SO we would hope that you were a friendly."
Suzaku Kururugi found himself chucking at this. "You're an idiot you know that" he stated. "Though yes I believe we are allies as we are after the same thing more or less"
"Why you I auth-" The second pilot began but was cut off by the first before he could say anything more
"What are you after?" the fist voice asked the interest in his voice could be heard clearly.
"If you tell me yours. I'll tell you mine" Suzaku replied.
"Well what do you think?" The pilot asked. "We are after the freedom of Japan I hate it when we are called Elevens by those Britannian's. And I can't stand to see children grow up in environments like this." he said gesturing with his knightmare towards the ghetto. "There children from our nation who have don't even know how to speak Japanese."
"Well you share my vision though only half of it" Suzaku admitted.
"Wait what do you mean half of it?" the second pilot asked.
"MY goal is to liberate Japan from the grasp of Britannia" Suzzaku informed them "But" he paused to catch their undivided attention. "I am also aiming to decimate and destroy the hated empire we know as Britannia."
"Wow" the second pilot said it was clear that he had jerked back from hearing this. "Are you serious?" he asked.
"Quite serious in fact" Suzaku answered a hint of passion creeping into his voice. "How is Japan supposed to be free if Britannia sill exists?" he asked rhetorically." The Emperor while not interested will not take losing a sizable proportion of his Sakurdite reserves sitting down." Suzaku explained. "He will come in great force to crush us under foot and this time no one will be spared. That is why if Japan is to ever be free Britannia must not exist."
"Well that is true" the first pilot admitted hesitantly. "Though I must also say that you are aiming a bit too high."
"That I may be" Suzaku admitted. "But if I don't, then who will?" he asked.
Silence hung around for a bout a minute before a fourth voice came in "are you two okay?" it asked.
"Yeah warlock we're fine" the first one replied before asking Suzaku "Can we help you in any way?"
Suzaku paused for moment before understanding that they were referring to the immediate situation. "There are two Britannian's that I had captured and tied up in the west part of the ghetto" he said carefully. "Both of them are the ones who were responsible for this Knightmare's creation. I happened to find out about it and decided to help myself to it." Suzaku explained. "I would be appreciative if you retrieved them for me so that I may use their services. The male has white hair and wears glasses the woman has blue hair" Suzaku finished giving a description. "Also don't worry they are currently drugged so they should be asleep" he added.
"Okay I guess we can do that, can you tell me why though?" the other pilot asked.
"Well this suit while remarkable is incomplete I would rather have someone who knows who it works be the one to work on it than having to do it myself." Suzaku explained. While he was an exceptional engineer and designer Suzaku Krururugi preferred not to delve to much into that field as he would need to focus rather on his own goals and not get caught up in the science and beauty of creating knightmare frames.
"Uh Okay how do you know that you can trust them?" the first pilot asked.
"I'll handle that problem" Suzaku replied. "In the meantime tell your co-ordinator to meet me" Suzaku asked recognising 'warlocks' voice though it had matured he could never have forgotten who it belonged to.
""Okay just a sec" the first pilot replied "Okay he has agreed to meet you, I'm sending you the coordinates now"
"Excellent" Suzaku said before moving to the rendezvous point.
'Warlock' had to admit that he was in bind. The unknown Knightmare frame's pilot had requested to meet with him personally. "I could fall back on this power" warlock thought his left eye changing to show a glowing symbol that represented the silhouette of a bird in flight. If necessairy he could make that person forget everything about him, but warlock decided to be cautious. "I don't know the limits of this power yet so I can't risk wasting a command" he said to himself. Warlock knew that if he didn't meet whoever their saviour was at the rendezvous it would cost him dearly if they crossed paths later on."No choice then" Warlock said and gritted his teeth in irritation As he directed his knightmare to the rendezvous. The fact that he was in a Glasgow did little to comfort Warlock as he saw on his scanners and radar how the unknown knightmare had dispensed of them.
Warlock came face to face with the knightmare that had decimated the Britannian forces. Like Ohgi and Tamaki had reported to him it was a white knightmare frame. It looked far more advanced than any he had seen, "Could this be a new knightmare? The one of the seventh generation?" Warlock asked himself unaware that the pilot of the white Knightmare was listening in.
"So I take it you are intrigued by your brothers pet project" A voice asked over a private channel.
Warlock reared back in his seat "What?" he asked in confusion. Did this person know who he was and if he did then how? And was this something that Clovis had bbeen working on.
"Well I guess its understandable given your current situation that you did not know" the pilot of the white knightmare replied. "Even among your other siblings Schneizel el Britannia has always seemed odd in his behaviour.."
"You know who I am?" Warlock asked. Suspiciously but realised that the other knighmare was jamming all his other communications in case he tried to pull something. "damn whoever he is this person is good" Warlock admitted. "Also he said that this was Schneizel's project does that mean that the second prince of Britannia funded its creation?"
"Of course who else would attempt something like this and use chess as a base plan" the pilot replied. "While that may have worked here it will not always be so." the Pilot added. "War is not chess the pieces in this field have a mind of their own and will not always obey your commands,if they think otherwise."
"You have me at a disadvantage" Warlock stated. "You are in possession of the knowledge of who I am yet I don't even know you."
"Now that is a bit rude" the other pilot chatisized him.. "After all I was there at the start" he stated.
"At the start?" Warlock asked confused and narrowing his eyes in suspicion.
"Did you forget your very first declaration when this nation was defeated?" The pilot of the white knightmare asked. "Did you forget that you swore you would crush Britannia? And did you forget who was with you when you declared it?"
Warlcoks eyes widened as he recalled that memory that felt like a lifetime ago. The white knightmare turned around as his Glasgo did the same. The two cockpits opened and Warlock came face to face with the pilot of the white knightmare. "Impossilbe you're alive" Warlock said as he stared into the eyes/eye of the only true friend he had ever had.
"Its been a long time Lelouch" Suzaku Kururugi greeted, his red mechanical eye flashing for a moment trying to mimic the emotion that was filled in his right. "Tell me how have you and your sister been." the son of the former prime minister of Japan asked with a rare and genuine half smile on his usual stoic features.
Several hours later Lloyd Asplund a genius scientist of Britannia, an earl who also was dubbed 'the earl of pudding' for his love of the desert woke up with a groan. "Cecil" he said thinking he was addressing his assistant. "I don't know why I fell asleep on the job but I had the most horrible dream, in fact it was a nightmare" the earl stated. "I dreamt that someone knocked us out tied us up and then drugged us before taking the Lancelot to use on prince Clovis's forces" he explained.
"I'm afraid that was not a dream" a cold and almost emotionless voice stated. "All of that happened to be true."
At this Lloyd woke up fully. "They stole my Lancelot" he said in a distressed tone like a parent pining for their child. "What am I going to do they could damage it or even worse reverse engineer it. I don't want my creation to be destroyed." The earl of pudding moaned sadly and then realised that he was not in any recognisable place he had seen before. "Where am I?" he asked.
"You and your assistant were deemed useful with your knowledge of the prototype 'Lancelot' as you dubbed it also you are here because skill in creating knightmare frame's." The voice explained. Coming into the dim light of the room Lloyd was able to make out the features of a man of Japanese descent. He was roughly in his late teens and seemed to have a metallic mask covering the right top half of his face including his eye.
"Huh SO I have been captured" Lloyd said with resignation. "A pity I wanted to perfect the Lancelot and create even more knightmares" he said while studying the mask. On closer inspection he saw that it was more of the fitter for a bionic sort of eye. He had to admit the design and function were well done though he could have done better if he had been the one to design and create it.
"While I am quite honoured one such as yourself is actually taking the time to appreciate my handiwork." the youth said. "I have a proposition that might interest you."
"Interest?" Lloyd questioned intrigued at what this man could offer him.
"If you are willing you could work for me" the youth explained. "You will get to test out your Lancelot and collect more data since I am going up against Britannia which is in possession of more advanced knightmare frames it would be the perfect way for you to fine tune it. After all what better way for your work of art to improve but against a force that will really test its capabilities to the fullest"
Lloyd nodded. "You do have a point" he admitted. And the thought did send shivers of anticipation down his spine.
But the figure hadn't finished. "I also have access to a sizable amount of Sakuradite reserves and I do have enough resources to fund other projects who might desire to work on."
Lloyd had to admited offer was too good to pass up. "Well I believe those terms are acceptable though I was wondering if I could keep my assistant Cecil Croomy with me."
"That is acceptable" the figure replied. "Though I do wonder is Miss Croomy alright with that herself?"
"Cecil is rarely alright with any decision I make and always tells me off for them" Lloyd admitted.
"I will imagine you will be hearing a lecture for this" the figure stated as he untied Lloyd.
"The longest" Lloyd stated. "Though you are trusting me rather easily. Are you sure that is safe for you?" he asked.
"If I was a friend of mine I would have held the Lancelot hostage" the figure replied. "But sine I am not him I will take you ate your word. After all your are not the average human."
"That is true" Lloyd stated. "I am not I am able to freely pursue my passion of science without having to appease my conscience. I guess that makes me what some would call a sociopath, though you could say that I was born with a abandoned heart" he admitted. "But that was not my fault now is it?"
"If I was one of your countrymen I would argue that it is" the figure replied. "But I am not., besides I don't need people with hearts for my role, I just need people with brains."
"well said" Lloyd complimented him. "You seem rather worldly. For one so young"
"You're not too old yourself" The youth replied. "But I digress I saw too much too soon." He explained touching the metallic part underneath his mechanical eye.
"Well I am not one to reminisce on the past" Lloyd stated hoolding out his right hand. "I believe formal introduction are in order. As you already know I am Lloyd Asplund scientist and an earl of the Holy Britannian empire I look forward to working with you." he formaly introduced himself.
The youth stared at the hand before grasping it and shakking it. "Suzaku Kururugi." he replied in kind. "There is one more person I would like you to meet but currently it is an ungodly hour so he is asleep."
"A Shame really I hope he is an interesting person" Lloyd said.
"Interesting, most definitely" Suzaku replied. "However even you may want to ask him if he has a few screw loose."
"Now that's not fair" Lloyd complained. "Now I am wondering what he is like."
Before any one you ask yes I did base some of the things Suzaku did from what Gato did in Operation Stardust. AS stated I was inspired from it so I wrote this. ''
Anyway how was it, if you have anything to share please feel free to leave a review or PM me any and all input will be welcome.
Also shout out to those of you who favourited my crossovers 'The Enigma of Kuoh' thanks I did not actually expect to receive any so once again thank you.
So until next time see you later;)