Chapter 2: Super Hot Guys

Emily stared at him in shock. Her childhood friend, not to mention her first crush, was standing right before her.

And he was part of the Britannian army.

"Y-you..." she started her melodic but slightly raspy voice. "You joined the Britannian army?" she asked.

Suzaku smiled charmingly making her blush slightly as her head spun with confusion.

Britannian had destroyed everything close to Suzaku.

How could he join their ranks?

Suzaku opened his mouth to explain, but was interrupted by a blinding light.

Her maroon eyes snapped to the side and watched in slight fear as the strange container began to open.

"What the-" she started before she felt her body becoming embraced by Suzaku's.

"GET DOWN!" his voice shouted as he shoved his oxygen mask in her face.

She let out a muffle 'yelp' as their bodies fell to the floor. The container let out a bright light as the strange pumps released air and the container broke into four pieces. She stared in horror as thoughts of her death ran through her head.

Would the gas hurt? Where would she go once she died? What would Nunnally do without her?

That and many other thoughts passed through her head. But the most important was the regret.

The regret that she never avenged her mothers death, or Nunnally's crippled state.

She felt Suzaku's grip tighten on her body as the sound of metal hitting the floor was heard. Her mind snapped back into focus and she watched as, instead of gas being released, a boy was reviled.

She gasped as she watched his long blond hair whip around his frame as he stretched from his curled up position.

Suzaku turned slightly, to check on the gas.

His emerald eyes widened at what he saw.

"I-it's not poisonous gas?" he questioned still holding the gas mask to Emily's face.

Almost like his voice was a trigger, the boys gold eyes seemed to open and stare at them.

No...not them.

At Emily.

Their eyes connected for a brief second before he fell back and his eyes closed again.

The two teens watched as his body fell limp, and then there was an awkward silence as they stared at the boy previously encased inside the capsule.

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"What the fuck?" came Emily's muffled voice.

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"So...is this guy poison gas?" Emily asked as she held the unconscious boy in her arms.

She stared down at him.

His hair was long and almost a greenish blond. She had touched it just a moment ago and confirmed it's silkiness. His skin was a pale color, but not an unhealthy pale. He seemed to have a nice, er, build to his body. Basically he was very attractive.

The dirty brunette haired girl fumbled around with the collar of the strange white jumper the boy was wearing.

"In the briefing that's what they said..." he started as he unzipped the boys legs. Emily blushed as she noticed how the suite accented every curve and muscle on this boys body.

Suddenly there was a clicking noise and a bright light filled the area. The two teens turned to see the Britannian army standing with their commander in front.

Suzaku immediately stood and Emily tensed.

The commander growled and his silver eyes narrowed at the sight.

"You damn monkey." the man spat.

Maroon eyes narrowed. He was referring to Suzaku and the fact that he is Japanese.

"Even a genuine Britannian isn't permitted to touch that!" he shouted.

Emily didn't like the look in the mans eyes as he stared at her as Suzaku ran forward to meet them. She wanted to shout, to tell him not to go near them. But she knew he wouldn't listen and it would bring unnecessary attention to herself.

"But I was told it was poison gas!" Suzaku stated back to the man.

The commander glared.

"You have no right to question us!" he barked.

Emily mentally cursed, this didn't look too good.

"But..." the man started with a smirk as he pulled something from behind his back. "I have recognized your valor, and will give you another chance." He held something out too the Japanese boy.

"Private Kururugi, use this to kill the terrorist." he ordered.

Suzaku's poster became stiff and he turned to look at the girl. He noted how she was glaring defiantly, something that he found rather comical and reminiscent of their childhood together.

"But she's not a terrorist." he stated looking into her wide-set eyes. "She's just a civilian; caught up in all of this." he frowned turning back to his commander.

The man glared.

"How dare you?" he hissed unmoving. "This is an order! You swore allegiance to Britannian!"

Emily bit her lip, would Suzaku kill her? It's been some time so she didn't know what he was like anymore.

He could have changed.

'dammit dammit dammit!' she mentally yelled as she began to sweat.

Suzaku shifted.

"That's true..." he started. "But I can't kill her."

He turned and his emerald eyes met her, sparkling with happiness, maroon orbs.

"No, I won't kill her." he smiled. "I won't kill a civilian."

Emily stared at him in aw.

'That's so corny...' she thought admirably.

"Very well." the commanding officer pulling his arm back.

She watched as the gun was put to his back.

"NO!"

A gunshot rang out and Suzaku fell to the ground. She was frozen in shock.

Her childhood friend...was gone.

Tears came to her eyes and she wanted to desperately run to his side.

"That uniform..." the man said as the he pointed the weapon at the shaking girl. "You're a Britannian student, I guess this is just bad luck on your part." he said.

Emily stared at the man in complete shock.

She hoped this was a dream.

Soon she would wake up with Rivalz yelling at her for being a lazy bum. Milly would then come drag them to the student council room and scold her for spacing out. Everyone would laugh, and then she would go home to Nunnally.

"Capture the boy and kill the student."

The dirty brunette snapped out of her day dream as she looked at the man in front of her.

"Yes my lord."

The boy in her hand stirred and his eyes opened slowly. Emily didn't notice though, she was still in shock at what was happening.

Then there was an explosion.

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"Dammit!" Emily growled.

She was lucky enough to be able to escape underground because of the blast.

She didn't know why, but she brought the blond boy with her. And they were now running for their lives. She breathed heavily as another explosion shook their path making the boy trip.

Emily stopped to wait for him before she remembered.

They were after him.

"What the hell are you?" she asked leaning against the wall. "All of this is because of you, what makes you so damn special..." she slide against the wall until she hit the floor.

"All of this...the terrorist, the army, and...Suzaku..." she was still in slight shock. "They killed Suzaku..." she whispered pulling her knees towards her chest.

The boy stared at her with a blank look.

She stayed like that. Just listening to the sound of explosion.

Then she sighed shakily.

"T-there's nothing I can do but run..." she said standing up dusting herself off. "Suzaku died to save my life, so I'm not going to screw around." she growled wiping some tears from her eyes. "Crying won't bring him back so no sense in doing it."

Her maroon orbs moved to look at the boy.

"Well, let's go." she said impatiently.

He stared.

Then he stood and they ran off.

It wasn't long till they reached the end of the tunnel, and Emily decided to be wary this time around.

"Listen, uh...guy." she started awkwardly earning a raised eyebrow from said boy. "Wait here ok?" she continued as she crawled up the steps of stairs.

She looked over the edge of the stairs, just in time to catch a glimpse of a Britannian solder shooting a Japanese man. She ducked her head back so as not to be scene.

'Holy fuck' she whimpered in her head, but outwardly remained calm.

"Are they here?" asked a familiar voice.

The girl had to bite her lips to keep from cursing the man to the deepest part of hell.

"Just Elevens, sir." a soldier said.

The commander let out a deep growl.

"Is this the only exit?" he asked.

"Yes, according to the most recent maps-"

The sound of a crying child.

'No!'

Gun shots and then silence.

Emily looked down and bit her lip.

It was disgusting what they were doing.

'Give me a pen
Call me Mr. Benzedrine
But don't let the doctor in
I wanna blow off steam and
Call me Mr. Benzedrine (Mr. Benzedrine)
and don't let the doctor, don't let the doctor in.'

'OH NOW MY CELLPHONE WORKS!' she mentally yelled, quickly taking out the phone and silenced it.

'Good job Shane, now I'm gonna fucking die!' she mentally cursed.

Emily was suddenly pulled up and thrown into a wall.

She stared in fear as the soldiers grabbed the boy and pointed their guns at her.

She leaned against the wall as she saw the boys gold eyes stare at her in worry. She growled and glared up at the commander.

"Well this is a fitting end for a terrorist." he smirked.

"You bastard..." the maroon eyed girl hissed.

The man just smiled.

"Well, you did well for a student and a girl at that." he said. "That's a mark of a Britannian." he continued making her look at him in disgust.

"Unfortunately, your life ends here." he pointed his gun and pulled the trigger.

She gasped and braced herself.

"DON'T KILL HER!" a deep voice shouted as blond hair fluttered in her vision.

"No!" she shouted as the bullet connected with the boys head. His body fell in a hep and blood pooled around him.

"Oh god..." she whispered and knelled beside him.

The commander scoffed.

"I would have like to have kept him alive..." he muttered before ordering his men to report to their superiors that the 'terrorists' killed the hostage boy.

"What do you think, student?" the man asked.

Emily shook as she stared at the boys body.

'I-I can't believe this...' she thought in shock. 'Am I really going to die here?' she questioned. 'Is this how it's going to end for me?'

She glared at the floor as Nunnally came to mind.

"Useless to the end..." she whispered. "I'm sorry Nunnally." she hissed.

Suddenly the boys hand moved and grabbed her wrist. She froze as she felt a jolt run through her body. She felt as if her body was falling, but she was still.

You don't want it to end now, do you?

It was a boys voice.

THE boys voice actually.

'W-what!'

It seems you have a reason to live.

'It's that boy...'

If you were stronger, you could live.

Images flashed through the dirty brunette haired girls head as his wrist stayed latched onto hers.

This is our contract.

She saw him.

In return for the power I give you, you will grant one wish of mine.

'Power?'

If you enter this contract, you will live as a human, but also as a being completely different.

Different rules.

Different times.

Different life.

If you are prepared for the consequences then speak now.

She thought of her life so far.

Her mother being shot, Nunnally being put in the hospital, being exiled by her own father.

She growled.

Everything that had happened was because of Britannian, because of her father. She now had the chance to change that.

"Very well." she said.

For Nunnally...For Japan...For Suzaku.

"I hereby accept this contract!"

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She slowly got up, not even caring that she had several guns in her face.

The commander frowned and took a step back as he watched the girl rise.

She seemed...different.

"Say..." she said, a hand on her face. "How should I live? I'm a Britannian that hates Britannia." she continued.

The man raised an eyebrow and raised his gun.

"What have you turned into a philosopher all of a sudden?" he mocked staring the girl down.

Emily smirked. It was like something took over her body. It made the soldiers in front of her tense up.

"What's the matter?" she asked mockingly. "Can't shoot? But I'm just a student, remember?"

The commander frowned and took a step back.

The girl chuckled in response.

"Have you finally learned that only people who are ready to get shot can shoot others?" she addressed as she uncovered her left eye that was now glowing a strange red color.

The soldiers shook in fear and confusion at they looked at the girls strange left eyes.

"W-what is this!" the commander demanded.

Emily didn't answer.

She was sick of this mans voice.

"I Emilia Vi Britannia orders you..." she glared at them hard. "All of you, to die." she hissed.

Suddenly the soldiers couldn't control themselves as they smiled happily and pointed their guns at their temples.

"Yes, Your Highness!" they shouted.

Then, without hesitation.

They shot themselves.

Emily seemed to snap out of her daze in time to see their bodies fall into a crumbled hep.

She stared at their bodies in disbelief and gasped. Her hands went to her mouth in shock and she stumbled back a bit.

"W-What have I done..."


Emily: What! Chapter 2 is done!

Rin: Congrats.

Emily: She's just mad cuz I won't let her edit it.

Rin: *pout* Damn straight...

Emily: So yeah, not much to say about this chapter. Only that it's better written than the first chapter.

I don't know what it is, but my first chapters always come out like crap.

Rin: *shrug* Whatever.

Emily: Right, well review please~