CHAPTER 1:

Disclaimer something or other: I do not own anything in this aside from myself, nothing from Square Enix or the implied Code Geass stuff this disclaimer works for all future chapters so I really don't have time for your shit. Its fan fiction after all, the sky is the fucking limit!

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I have begun to hate the Winter weather of late, usually when its raining its called 'lazy weather' when you don't feel like doing much, in iconic terms it is also called 'movie weather' for the very same reason.

The rain had temporary subsided for a brief period giving me a head start on heading to the bus stop. I still have my learner's license so I'm not eligible to start driving around on my own at the moment.

Feel free to point and laugh at the stranded 17 year old whom was too lazy to take lessons after passing his written test.....No not me, him!

I trudged down the main road, ignoring some of the unintelligible insults directed at me by some of my 'less inclined' peers. You can tell by that statement alone that I am not very popular in my social group.

But who cares about people who's generic names I cannot be bothered to recall? You don't honestly expect me to remember the names and likeliness of people I meet on the street do you? There'd be nothing to gain doing that!

I held one of my books above my head with one in order to keep my hair dry as the rain seemed to be dawning on a second shower, I have no idea why its not like it takes hours and hours for me to dry my hair.

Abandoning this pose I started a short jog as to catch the bus before it left without me, like hell am I going to wait another four hours to catch the next one. That would not sit well with me as on top of the weather acting up whenever I let my guard down I am now compelled to remain in a slow moving vehicle with people I would not even trust with an ink pen.

I sat on the window isle seat with my bag on the window seat, like I said I don't trust anyone here, least of all with my bag of all things.

I leaned my elbow against the arm of the seat with my hand covering part of my face. From a third person view this would be how a bored person or someone with a headache would look, but this is really just how I sleep in public areas or in class.

After I endured a few spit wads and badly made paper aeroplanes from those in the seats behind me, the bus had pulled at my stop where me and 4 other people who I recognise as my neighbours got off.

I know for a fact that I have the right to say this being an adolescent and all that, and I would really not like to experience the alternative. But indeed, Life sucks.

Anyway, I reckon it's about time we were formally introduced.

My name is Sam. I'm 17 years old, currently attending college a 20-minute drive away, most people I enter the line of sight of regard me as 'emo'. There is of course a rational explanation for this. My skin is pale, and I have black rings around my eyes, think of it like Gaara's from Naruto.

Just to clear everything up, NO I AM NOT EMO OR GAY! That probably won't stop you, but at least I've said it. I only don this appearance as so I can enter places where only this attire is suitable. Safety in numbers after all.

'Why would you need this all the time' you ask? Well, thing is I'm a bit of a nerd given my skill of solving puzzles. I can also get a little overconfident and have a bit of an ego about me. This does not make me a very popular person amongst those who are all muscle and no brain.

I'm usually the kind of person who can trick people into doing things, but usually only when I have prepared such things ahead of time. This does not really answer the question as to why I look like this, so basically it makes some of the more intelligent than most muscle brains to leave me alone.

Guess that makes me sort of like an aspiring con man or something....Huh, now I can go into the business lying my ass off to people I don't know in order for them to give me everything they own, sounds rather like an appealing career choice now that I give it some thought, I shall document it later.

But anyway, back to the situation at hand.

I took the house key out of my shoe in order to unlock the front door, yes you heard me correctly my SHOE. For some reason whenever I lose something it always turns up in my shoes so I figured "why fight it?"

Upon entering my room I sat down at my desk near the window and propped my feet up with my bag on my lap, glancing at my paused game of God Of War II. I really liked this game series, but only because it's a game that requires the player to solve puzzles. An activity that I am very fond of doing if you have yet to notice.

For about a minute I stare at my plain white ceiling, for some reason this is a daily routine for me, stare at the ceiling for a period of 60 seconds. Don't ask me why, it just gives me some peace of mind.

I sighed and took my laptop out of my bag then turned the power on, in my head I was debating whether I should start on my homework or surf the net....

Hands down, the net!

I connected to the internet and began checking my bookmarks for anything new, I was hoping that Kel, or the 'Big Boss' as me and some of my online friends call him, had updated some of his fics on .

I opened my Gmail inbox on a separate window, noticing finding about three or so emails one of my subscription to the Square Enix website the second from one of my friends from the Guild and the last one was from an unknown sender, probably a chain letter.

"Ugh" I grunted as I opened the link to the third email first, both because it was at the top of the three indicating it was sent more recently than the other two and because I was 'oh-so looking forward to see what good fortune would bestow upon me or what terrible accident would befall me should I forward it to 20 people or not.

That is called sarcasm people, just another service I offer. I apologies but I do not give lessons or perform at children's parties..... Again, that is sarcasm

When I clicked on it my entire screen went black! "What the-?" I asked no one in particular as I began to fidget with a few of the buttons and randomly clicked the mouse.

When that failed I began to inspect the main details of my laptop, the computer lights were green, the generator was still running and the monitor was on. What the fuck was in that email!?

Right now, I bet some middle aged bloke with an early Macintosh brand PC is sitting in his mothers basement with the armpit area's of his gay Jonas Brothers t-shirt stained with grime after several days without bathing is laughing his ass off.

Huh, that sounded a bit too specific for some reason.

"God dammit!" I cursed while dropping my laptop unceremoniously onto the floor out of frustration. Realizing my mistake I picked it back up and attempted to reset it.

When the drive failed to comply with what I was trying to do I unplugged it and held it up as to see the underside of it. I know there was probably nothing of interest there at all, but I'm kind of hoping I won't have lost all of my data to some jackass who sent me a virus.

Then again I don't even know it is a virus, it could just be a problem with the software for all I know.

Setting it down on the table I consulted the box the laptop came in, its brand new and I only just finished putting all the data from the family computer and deleted it, I have the right to be pissed. But before I could so much as blink, the unthinkable happened.

It exploded.

Yeah...That was kind of weird.

I was practically launched backwards THROUGH my fucking bedroom wall into the paddock outside where we keep the sheep. Well, I SHOULD have gone into the paddock at first I felt like I was flying backwards as if some invisible force was pulling me backwards a great distance before it felt like I was.... falling.

Not the normal kind either, when your falling you can feel and hear the wind whirling past you with all the stuff flying out of your pockets after being flapped around and stuff, but this felt more like I was being dragged down into deep as water.... It's kind of hard to describe, but by the end of it I had fallen flat on my face on a stone tile floor.

If your the kind of person who likes to skip ahead of the story and guess what is about to happen you'll probably be saying stuff like "he's arrived in a Final Fantasy world, at last this bastard is having something happen to him etc."

If that is what you are thinking, then you are entirely correct.

I blinked my eyes open slowly, smelling smoke in the air. I leaned up and began to take in my surroundings. I was on a stone bridge surrounded my large towers and other such things. Sort of like a castle or a fortress, it looked sort of familiar. As if I had seen it before from somewhere.

However I didn't have it in me to ponder these thoughts, I was a little more surprised that my laptop had exploded and thrown me through a wall in which case instead of landing in a paddock I am now on a bridge somewhere else entirely!

O.o - Me. "Holy shit!"

Before I could so much as think of where I might be I began to hear what sounded like screaming. I leapt up to my feet in shock and quickly began looking for the source of the noise. My eyes lead me to over the ledge of the bridge.

I slowly approached the edge in small sidesteps, as if afraid it might crumble away, and peeked over the rail. My jaw dropped at what I witnessed below.

Women screaming, children crying and the old were begging as they were being stuck down by armored men that looked like medieval knights wielding large swords and were fighting what looked to be simple villagers bearing somewhat old and used weapons compared to the knights.

Their resistance did not seem to be putting up a gallant fight as their opposition.

Blood splattered everywhere when a blade made contact with flesh, with a practiced effort. Some stood and fought both solitary and in small groups, it was obvious that few were untrained in the art of combat, as they wore no protective clothing and

Those small squads fell quickly to the might of the armored soldiers, both due to their superior weaponry and their numbers. They lacked sophistication of strategy but their sheer dominance made up for it and more.

At first I thought this was a war, a battle for land, glory and power. But from the look of how ruthlessly these people butchered the weak, the helpless and those who had already surrendered made it a less likely scenario.

This wasn't a war. This was wholesale slaughter!

I stared at the massacre before me, mouth agape like a fish out of water in a rather comical fashion. In any other situation I might have laughed at how stupid I thought I looked, but this was sickening.

But in light of the entire situation my mind was reeling with questions unrelated to all the fighting and more to do with myself. Where am I? How did I get here? Why do I feel so comfortable in leather pants? And other stuff about my current predicament altogether, I could only sum it all up into one word.

"Bugger."

Zeffy Note: I owe the idea for this to Writing Sage Kel and his World Domination works that some bastard took it upon themselves to delete late last year.

It's basically going to be how a person would take over the world with his wit and intellect rather than raw power, we'll be throwing in the aspects of Code Geass and some rivalry into it as well.

Me and Demi will be updating weekly, and please don't forget to review as we are trying to win a bet.