A/N: Hmm, I think I want to test my luck in Code Geass, fan fiction. Well I'm hoping to make a pretty good impression but whatever. Well I'll stop stalling and get to the story.
Disclaimer: Raykou-kun does not own anything related to Code Geass.
Chapter One: Power
"Coming generations will learn equality from poverty, and love from woes" — Kahil Gibran
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"Move!"
Was what he had heard as he was forced into the capsule they had prepared for him. Unable to move his arms thanks to the straight jacket that was provided for him; forced to comply to their orders. Damn! In all his life he had never been in a situation as humiliating as this.
The capsule that he was currently residing in had wires that hung down from the ceiling of the interior. It was cramped and very small. Finding a comfortable position in this place would be similar to trying to crawl underneath a child's bed; close to impossible.
Before he could continue what he was previously doing, he noticed that the cramped space was quickly losing its light. The door, the only possible opening to this place, was closing and there was no way to prevent what was about to occur.
As the door shut providing pitch black darkness to the small space, he decided to test his luck and wait out this precarious situation… Usually in a tight situation such as this he would just fiddle with the mark on his forehead. The same mark that would brand him for his entire life; it basically determined who he was in other peoples eyes… wait, not 'who' but 'what.' Even if he tried to blend in with the humans it made no difference what so ever.
Sigh
What was the point now? There was none. Whatever, might as well try and get comfortable. It's not like he would die, ha!
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Celeste Lamperouge, was definitely one of the more popular girls in the Ashford Academy. With long bright green hair and golden eyes, she attracted plenty of attention to both the male and female population.
Sure physically she wasn't phenomenal but intellectually she was probably the smartest person in the school. In fact, if she could even be the smartest in all of the Area 11 schools. But if she actually had any interest in her grades than her grades would probably look a whole lot different than what they were now.
In fact, she always received complaints from her teachers about her 'lack of' effort on her part. Why did she care about school? She didn't even plan on actually going to a university. The daily life of a student was a continuous way to bore someone out of their mind; and based on Celeste's personality, her short attention span made it extremely easy for her to get bored.
Besides, with the things she had planned school was the furthest thing from her thoughts.
For her sister, the things she had planned meant more than some tedious school. Sure she had her group of friends but above all else, the only thing she truly wanted was revenge. Years ago, thanks to the inadequacy of the security guards she had lost her mother. Her mother had died protecting Nunnally, her sister, who not only lost her ability to walk that day; but was so traumatized by that situation that she even lost her ability to see.
Exiled from their country, Celeste and Nunnally were forced to reside in Area 11, formerly know as Japan.
Celeste, unable to find it in her heart to forgive that bastard of a father, grew cold and emotionless.
She managed to find and stay with some old family friends; the Ashford's. She was more than grateful to them, seeing as though despite her age, it would be near impossible for her to provide for not only herself but also her sister.
Despite that her drive for revenge burnt brighter than a forest fire. One way or another she would be the one to end up being on top. She would win! Even if it would cost her life.
Unaware to where she was headed, she found herself right in the middle of the Shinjuku Ghetto.
"Huh? How did I end up here?" Usually, even if she was completely unaware of her surroundings she always remained within Britannia areas. This wasn't a good omen, well in her eyes it wasn't.
The Shinjuku Ghetto wasn't known for its good community. It was one of the more dangerous former Japanese sections in Area 11. The crime rate here skyrocketed by 20 on a daily basis and there was no end in sight. Not to mention all the terrorist groups here, it would probably be best if she left as soon as possible.
Vroom
Before she could even make a move a sensation came over her. One obviously making stop in her tracks; it was as if death was suddenly looming over her.
She turned around, and what she saw made her eyes widen in shock.
A truck, heading full speed towards her.
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"What!? Alright, try to lose them; I'll be there as soon as I can!"
Kallen Kozuki, was half Britannian and half Japanese. In the public she was known as Kallen Stadtfeld, but she preferred to be called her Japanese name rather than that Britannian name.
It was quite funny. By day she lived the life of a normal Britannian student but by night she was apart of Resistance Unit who's goal was to make Japan a free country once again.
She had just received word from one of their group member's that the supposed case of 'poison gas' was now in his hands. No matter what they had to get that casing. Who knew what those Britannians would do if they were to transport that to the mainland. It could easily mean the end of the dream; the dream of a free Japan.
No matter what she would protect that dream. Her brother had died to protect this dream, so if it came to it; she would do the same.
This was all they had left. This dream, no matter what the repercussions, must become a reality.
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"Watch out!!"
Vroom
Was what Celeste heard as she was suddenly pulled from in front of the vehicle.
She stumbled backwards and easily lost her balance from surprise. Luckily for her, she had a soft cushion to ease her landing.
When she had regained her lost bearings; she was alive! And more importantly she was virtually unscathed. She looked around her wondering how she actually escaped that situation. From what she remembered her legs were frozen to the ground in fear.
"Uhh… I'm sorry but could you please get up?" She heard a voice say from underneath her.
"Huh? Oh my apolo—… Suzaku!?" She gasped in shock
"C.C!?"
Chapter One: End
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A/N: Well that's the end of this chapter. I'd like to address some things before I decide to completely end this.
1.) For those of you who haven't noticed but Celeste is C.C and no I do not know her real name, just go with it.
2.) I plan on making the second chapter a whole lot longer. This one was, in all honesty, an experimental chapter. This was truly to see how my idea was and what I could probably do to develop it.
3.) I do not plan on having a certain schedule for updating in this story. Basically I'm saying I'll update at random, meaning when I fell like updating.
Well that is all I can think to say now. I hope that people enjoy this chapter and constructive criticism will be appreciated. Seriously, I actually wanted to make this chapter a little more… first person but me, I guess I'm used to third person. Whatever… Until later, ciao.