Disclaimer: Code Geass and all of its characters/plot belong to Goro Taniguchi and Ichiro Okouchi (and any other people who insist that they own this amazing anime).

Summary: The Power of the King is both a gift and a curse. Lelouch loses control of this burden and finally crumbles, unleashing a darkness that had been born from deep within.

A/N: For the New Year (kind of), I'm trying out a new fandom that I've wanted to write for in the past. Lelouch is beautiful, yes, but I'm not ready to write a pairing fic until I've had a better grasp with Code Geass. And so I'll start with an AU fic with sprinkles of pairing-ness because this is the style I'm more used to. I will try my best to remain accurate, but this is my first Code Geass fic, so I'm warning you ahead of time.

Oh yeah, just because this is my first CG fic doesn't mean I'm an inexperienced writer =P (though English is STILL my second language .).

And the prologue is always the shortest chapter (aside from the epilogue... maybe). I promise that the next chapters of this story will be at least 6 times longer.
Hope you're interested!

C2 sat alone outside on a park bench in her black, lavender, and yellow attire; her Black Knights uniform. Despite Lelouch's warnings to avoid too much public contact, she still insisted that she ignore it and followed her own desires. It was late at night and though she knew that she should probably try and get some sleep, the immortal being knew that in the end, it was all utterly pointless.

Lelouch, her accomplice, had insisted that she stayed here while he went on his new mission as Zero. She didn't bother being defiant against his wishes this time; for some reason, she felt as though it would be best if she did stay behind this mission. There seemed to be some unknown force telling her to stay behind.

"Perhaps I have regained a conscious..." she thought to herself quietly, keeping on the same callous look she always seemed to have on these days. "...Though I'm not entirely sure whether I should be happy or sad about gaining such a trivial human trait..."

She looked up at the moon. The round white disk shone brightly amongst the stars residing in the night sky. Its beauty was cascaded by the pollution of the city, but somehow, the moon's feelings still managed to reach the hearts of those who gazed right into it. There were still some aspects of Area 11 that remained beautiful and untouched.

Out of nowhere, her calm demeanor had vanished. It had been instantly replaced by a searing pain that had shot from her Geass insignia that was permanently marked onto her forehead declaring her immortality. The sign's glow was dim, but to C2's eyes, it was as though the light was blinding. She shut her eyes as she fell from the bench and began to clutch onto her head in pain. No one was around the park at this time, so there were no witnesses. This just meant that she was to be left alone to suffer without anyone acknowledging what was occurring... as it always was in the past anyways.

Tears began to pour from her eyes as images flashed into her mind. Death, pain suffering; black and white movements that always seemed to come anytime something of this manner occurred. Her sense of self was immediately lost as it felt as though she were hastily pulled from her personage and thrown into nothingness.

However, in the pitch darkness, C2 noticed that a single pair of demonic eyes came from this darkness and burned into her soul. She had never seen such a pair before, yet at the same time, a nostalgic feeling seemed to wash over her as she returned the stare. Though the eyes bore the Geass insignia, instead of its normal crimson tone, the shining mark was surrounded by a solid black that almost blended in with the darkness around the two figures.

As she continued to stare, the black and red eyes seemed to move closer to her, their soft glow the only thing that wasn't menacing about this situation. C2 tensed up as the creature approached towards her; she had been in the most insane situations and hardly panicked, but for some reason, she couldn't shake off the feeling of despair that came with this.

"I now know that this conscious is a curse..." she mentally retorted. She couldn't help but make sarcastic jokes in tense situations.

As the being grew nearer, C2 noticed that an outline began to form. Details of its face and body structure began to become more and more noticeable. She could even hear the tapping of its feet become audible. She could only watch as the being, which she learned was a man, walk slowly towards her.

Soon, the two were face-to-face.
And despite all of the forewarning C2 had experienced, she still felt as though she hadn't been expecting what she saw before her.

The demonic eyes belonged to Lelouch in his Zero cloak, bereft of his mask. However, a different aura seemed to emanate from him. She could sense a darker presence in his self that didn't belong to him. Lelouch had a maniacal look all over his face and the amount of blood on him made it seem as though he had just bathed in it recently. His smile was twisted and his eye seemed to be permanently wide open. The mark of Geass was on the back of his un-gloved left hand which held a sword coated in blood.

"...What happened?" C2 asked as calmly as she could. She was unsure as to how she should proceed with this situation considering Lelouch's unstableness. The man in front of her didn't say a word; it seemed as though he wasn't even aware that she was there. "Lelouch?" she said a bit louder. Noticing that he didn't seem to notice her, she moved to try and touch him cautiously, but just as her hand landed on his shoulder, Lelouch suddenly stabbed her through the heart.

C2's eyes flared in surprised as her body slipped off the blade, adding more blood to its collection, and fell to the ground in more pain. She was immortal; something like this wouldn't kill her. However, in this situation, she felt as though she were dying from the inside out. She could only watch as she grew cold and pale on the ground over the flurry of tears in her eyes which were clouding her vision. Lelouch began to laugh manically; he seemed to enjoy the pain he brought upon her even though he should've known she couldn't kill her.

"...Le...louch..." C2 breathed out in a small murmur. Her energy was being drained rapidly, yet she wasted it on trying to speak. Her voice was barely audible over Lelouch's cackling. "...What... happened...?"

At that question, Lelouch stopped laughing and then bent down slowly to face C2. He still had the same twisted look on his face. "...You did this to me." he hissed. "...This... this wasn't me... I couldn't have killed them all... I couldn't..."

"...What... are you talking... about...?"

"...Didn't you hear me?" Lelouch replied softly. C2 didn't have the energy to respond, but taking this wrong, the exiled prince snapped. "I said DIDN'T you HEAR me?" He clutched onto the sword tighter and lifted it above his head. "You damn witch... because of you EVERYONE'S DEAD, you HEAR me?" He then plunged the sword down, stabbing C2 repeatedly. Her blood splashed onto her face and he took a moment to take a finger, run it down his face, and sip on it. The blood was like ecstasy to him. "You have to DIE!" With one final stab, he drove the sword down C2's stomach and left the blade there.

However, the girl didn't even feel it.
Despite everything, she had already died.

A/N: Note to all readers – I'm introducing a new form of Geass (or Geass stage anyway) over the course of the plot; classic style but with my naturally dark plot twists, but surprisingly brilliant ending. Why I'm telling you this? Because none of you know of my writing style.

Eww... only 1000 words? Too short for my liking, but there seems to be nothing else I can do with the matter; it is only the introduction after all. Feel free to R&R, though know that this is just the prologue and is nowhere NEAR the normal amount I write. See you all soon! =)

And I'm looking for a beta-reader, so if you would like to offer your services...