AN: So I have been a little bit lax on my writing recently. Well, a lot of things have been going on in my life and I've also been doing a bit of co-writing with a few people. Well, I've decided to get back in the writing swing of things by starting this set of drabbles. My issue is that I have too many ideas and not enough attention span to write them all. So, I've decided to do this. These are ideas I have had that I have not been able to actually write down due to me being rather...unable to concentrate on one topic at a time. These drabbles may or may not be limited to one specific fandom. Remember, any fandom and product of such fandom is not owned by myself. No matter how much I want it to….Goddamnit.
8/12-13/2014
Drabble One: Kaleidoscope Prince: Chapter 1
Imperial Throne Room, Holy Britannian Empire, 2009 a.t.b.
Shining red eyes gleamed in amusement as a finely dressed boy, no older than nine, was promptly escorted from the throne room in quick haste by the Royal Guard of 98th Emperor Charles zi Britannia. The emperor, who imperious stature made him quite an intimidating fellow, gave a hard, cold gaze to the retreating back of his son, hiding some of the turbulent emotions within.
While he was able to fool most with that display of cold indifference, Charles was not able to fool the owner of the piercing red eyes in question, who gazed at the situation with the slightest bit of mirth in his countenance. This mysterious noble, who did not appear in public too often and mainly kept to himself, always found this scene amusing. Not for the confrontation that just occurred mind you, but the confrontation that will occur.
Around him, many of the muttering nobles went silent as they glanced at his impassive face with growing trepidation. They knew that this particular oddball among their ranks was plotting something and they knew to stay well out of his way, lest they find themselves in a most humiliating situation. Oh poor Baron Gelland, who still couldn't show his face in court after coming to a party dressed as a female streetwalker after mocking him, was one reminder that this red-eyed "menace" was one never to be crossed.
'They are still thinking about that measly prank? I need to do something a bit more memorable next time. Although, it did get Charles' attention.' Kischur Zelretch Schweinorg mused, chuckling to himself. He then composed himself and slowly walked out of the throne room, keeping a stoic face until he was far enough that his devious grin would not be seen. 'I have been watching each Lelouch for long enough. I think its time to add my input as well.' He thought with a devilish smile. 'It's time I interfered with one of my favorite cosmic playthings. You can only do so much with Harry Potter and Naruto Uzumaki, and thats with THEMnot getting involved.'
Zelretch began to think about how he would involve himself in Lelouch's life. 'Zero Requiem is out of the question. Whether or not I should tell him the truth about his mother is yet to be seen. I do wonder if this will be Lelouch of the Rebellion and all of the junk in between, or we are dealing with Nightmare of Nunnally. Or it could be both. Or it could be neither. I'll just have him take it one step at a time. With this world's uncanny connection to Akasha and Lelouch's suspected latent abilities (if he has them) the Kaleidoscope should be very easy for him to learn. Rin would be jealous. Scratch that, she'd be drooling.' Zelretch then stopped and stared out at the Britannian capital below him. "I'll approach him after the invasion. Lets see how receptive he will be." Zelretch began to guffaw loudly.
And the world trembled in fear.
Akashic Records, Kamine Island Elevator, Area 11 - 2012 a.t.b
"God EternalKnight, way to be lazy with a timeskip."
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"Just because it is a normal function in fanfiction writing does not mean that you have to use it."
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"My training of Lelouch is not that boring."
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"Yes, two years of my brilliant teaching methods is at least worth two chapters."
"No it isn't!"
"Silence you!"
"I don't think the readers need to be scarred for life old man."
Zelretch snorted. "They won't be scarred that badly. I'm not nearly as bad as THEY could have been. Oh and thank you for spelling out my emotions, Eternal. I think the readers get it."
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"Why should I? I like breaking the Fourth Wall."
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"I'm a bit more sane than Deadpool. Hey, Loki knows he's a comic book character too."
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"What are you going to do about it?Go 'All Fiction' on me? By the way readers, if you get that reference…"
"UNCLE ZEL/OLD MAN, STOP HARASSING ETERNAL AND GET BACK TO THE STORY!" Two loud, male voices called out from the platform.
Zelretch muttered something along the lines of "Smart ass authors and cheeky brats" before turning back to watch two of his favorite cosmic playthings sitting down across from each other at an ornate wooden table; a chessboard between them.
Lelouch had matured both physically and mentally since his exile from Britannia… "I'd like to think so after the old sadistic fuck over there made me watch my older self shooting Euphemia over and over again while eating popcorn and making comments about the perfect arc of her fall." He snarled. "Or the time he made me watch one of my best friends say that 'my existence was a mistake' while commenting on the authenticity of his delivery like a movie critic. Or how about him making me watch as Suzaku impaled me and then my sister cried over my dead body while he laughed and laughed and laughed…"
"Lelouch…" The other black haired boy said reproachfully.
Lelouch gave an almost sheepish grin. "Sorry, carry on."
His deep violet eyes glanced up from the board and gazed upon his compatriot, whose deep, bespectacled emerald eyes continued staring at the board in front of him.
Harry Potter continued staring at the board below him, looking for any type of escape from his current situation, but once again, his royal friend had proved just how adept he was at chess once again. He sighed as he tipped over his king. "You win. Again."
Lelouch smirked. "You lasted at least an hour this time. I'm impressed."
"You're just saying that to make me feel better." Harry frowned. He looked up. "So, how's Nunnally? I haven't seen her in a while."
"She's doing as well as she could. Trying to cancel a Geass command without someone with a code is rather...difficult work. Because of that, she is still unable to see. Other than that, she's doing well and she would definitely like to see you again." Lelouch then added, "So how's the wizarding life going?"
Harry snorted in disgust. "Not as glamourous as they painted it to be. In truth, its a world of gold-painted rubbish where the people are sheep, the leaders are inept, and the government is corrupt. Did I mention that the headmaster of my school may or may not be a manipulative old fuck?"
Lelouch gave his friend a dry look. "So...basically the usual."
"Uh huh."
The former prince chuckled. "What did you expect?"
"Them not trying to mould me into some sort of tool or shame me into believing that it is my obligation to be their messiah? Is is so hard to expect that I don't want to be famous? I don't want attention Lelouch. Any attention I received has had unfortunate consequences for me!" Harry stated, slamming the table in frustration.
"That's because you live with a family of complete and total ingrates."
He sighed. "You're right. Although your family is not so pleasant either."
Lelouch snorted. "Isn't that the truth. Speaking of family, how are your cousins doing in Japan?"
Harry raised an eyebrow. "Well Kiritsugu died this year. Shirou and I knew it was going to happen sooner or later. Thankfully, what was left of the Emiya-Potter crest was ceded to me. Of course, I asked Shirou if he wanted it, but he declined."
"Who would of thought that your cousin on your father's side would adopt a cousin from your mother's side. I find that a remarkable occurrence."
Harry gave Lelouch a flat look. "And who are we the students of?"
The thought dawned on Lelouch. "Point taken. Well at least you've made friends."
Harry's face strained to keep his frown from deepening. "Maybe."
Lelouch raised an eyebrow. "What does that mean?"
"I wonder about Ron. I know his friendship is genuine, but I'm not sure just how genuine it is. He's trying, but he is also someone who has lived in the shadow of very highly successful brothers."
"You feel as if he may be using you as a means to an end?" Lelouch interjected.
Harry nodded. "Yes. I can tell that he's trying not to, but there is jealousy still there. And the events of this past year did not particularly get me any new friends."
"You mean dealing with a phantasmal beast?" Lelouch asked.
"Again, yes. Although if I used that terminology, I would probably come under suspicion for practicing magecraft." Harry smirked. "Of which I am doing, of course. As the Potter family has done for generations under the Ministry's nose and with Potter funds. I wonder what the magical community would think when they found out that Lily Evans was no mundane-born witch, but a magus born of two runaways. Of course, my grandfather Charlus smelled the magus on my mother from a mile away which is why he not only approved of my mother, but also severed the marriage contract between my father and Andromeda Black. Then again, the contract was basically moot because she fell in love with a mundane-born herself and was primed to be disinherited from the Black family. Drove old Cygnus Black up the wall."
(AN: In Harry's story, Magi and wizards do NOT get along. In fact it is illegal for each side to attempt to practice the other. The Potters got away with it because they were smart and they also used the corruption of the government to their advantage. I'll explain in more detail in the planned drabble "Kaleidoscope Wizard.")
Lelouch snickered. "So how is business with the Einzbern going?"
Harry shrugged. "I'm actually surprised that old Acht actually tolerates me. He knows I am close with Shirou and Kiritsugu, but he has not made any out and out mention of it in any dealing. Rather I think that has to do with Uncle Zel if anything." Harry shrugged. Then he smirked. "So are you going through with what you talked about?"
"I'll need a safehouse for Nunnally. What better place than in a different dimension? Of course, it will need to be in an area in which she will feel comfortable and is inconspicuous. Got any ideas?" Lelouch asked.
"You will never find peace in Britain. I can tell you that. Especially if you are seen with me. Hermione is still bugging me about having you meet her. Thankfully, the old windbag headmaster hasn't found out about Uncle or you, so thats a good thing. I would try Florida."
Lelouch raised an eyebrow. "Why there?"
Harry shrugged. "I loved it. It may be as humid as a sauna in the summer, but its warm all year round and its NOT BRITAIN. Besides, the housing market is booming for buyers there."
"How do you know that? You are only twelve." Lelouch asked, slightly intrigued.
Harry smirked back at the still surprised Lelouch. "Uncle Zel always said to have an out when you need one. And I think I might need one. Speaking of which, how is the training?"
Lelouch's smirk dimmed slightly. "Its coming along. I have actually been trying to duplicate something very interesting that I have seen in one dimension."
Harry gave Lelouch a dry look. "Let me guess, its the intangibility thing that Uchiha guy had?"
"How did you...you tried it, didn't you?"
"Somewhat, but the Emiya-Potter crest makes such an ability like that unnecessary. Why go intangible when I can alter the time in my body?" Harry asked.
Lelouch thought a bit about how to counter his friend's answer. Then, it dawned on him. "What if you're facing an area-of-effect style of spell or magecraft?"
"I've been working on something. Not sure if it is feasible, but it is in the works. Not telling you though." Harry then smirked. "So hows your cute red-head childhood friend doing? What was her name? Kallen?"
Lelouch shot the sniggering Harry a scathing glare. "She's doing fine and stop teasing me about that."
"How about the hot black haired childhood crush of yours?"
Lelouch looked down, his face reflecting a combination of shame and sadness. "I'm not sure. I have not spoken to Amaya since we left Britannia so long ago."He said, in a rather small voice.
Harry's face sobered up upon hearing Lelouch's reaction. "Sorry to bring that up. Anyway, one more trouncing before we call it a visit?"
Lelouch began to smile. "I guess you really are a glutton for punishment, aren't you Potter?"
Harry could only laugh.
Meanwhile, Zelretch watched the two boys banter back and forth with a small smile on his face. "Hey stop making me sound so soft. The way you wrote that was creepy."
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"I know I'm not Deadpool, but I still have the right to complain."
"Goddamnit old man! STOP BREAKING THE FOURTH WALL!"
Zelretch sighed and turned to the readers. "No respect. I get no respect I tell ya."
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"Hey, my commentary make this story at least readable."
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"Fine I'll shut up."
As Lelouch and Zelretch stepped out of the Thought Elevator into the ruins, all was quiet. Then the vampire, who at that point had been strangely silent, turned to Lelouch with an almost unnoticeable smirk. "I believe that we still need to practice your 'pseudo-Kamui' technique that you were trying." He then raised a paintball gun and pointed the muzzle at the boy, who paled.
"Don't blink."
Lelouch's screams of pain and the maniacal laughter of a centuries old vampiric troll rang throughout the night.
AN: Ok, so this is the first chapter of my drabbles and possibly the first chapter of a new story. To those who were slightly confused, this story would be a volume in a saga of stories called "The Kaleidoscope Chronicles" which is basically the tales of Kinoko Nasu's resident immortal troll dead apostle Kischur Zelretch Schweinorg. Harry Potter will have his own story in "The Kaleidoscope Wizard" in which may be another drabble featured in this drabble set. Due to my short attention span, doing drabbles may help give me focus. Anyway, I don't own any Code Geass or Type Moon characters. If anyone wants to co-write any of these drabbles into stories or wishes to adopt them, feel free to PM me.
