Thanks for all the positiv reviews i got until now. And regarding a question from a reviewer if Lelouch was immortal, no he isn't, I thought I made it clear that C.C. sacrificed her immortality in order for Lelouch to be saved. Well, never mind :D
Have fun reading!
Reprieve of the Damned
Chapter 2
There was a small crowd gathered at the outskirts of the Tokyo Settlement. They were standing on the grounds of the royal graveyard of Tokyo. Before them stood a normal looking tombstone; written on it was the name of a dear friend.
Lelouch Vi Britannia
Everyone present had known the person with the name engraved on the tombstone. To most of them he was a dear friend, a brother and one of them even loved him to some extend.
The small crowd kept its silence. Nobody wanted to be the first to break their silent mourning. People of all sorts and all classes were represented in this group. A group of students stood directly in front of the grave, one with blond, one with blue and one with green hair.
Beside the students was a group of middle aged people, they wore the uniform of the Black Knights, each of them one of the core members of the famous Order. On the other side of the students were Lelouch's loyal comrades who helped him rule Britannia, a man with a orange mask and green hair; a young girl with pink hair and two scientists.
And lastly, in front of the students were 2 persons. One of them was sitting in a wheelchair; she had light-brown hair. The other person was a young woman; she had red hair and wore the Ashford Uniform; around her neck she wore a key that is used for starting Knightmares.
No longer able to bear the silence, the red haired girl decided to be the first to give her words of grieve.
"Lelouch was a dear friend to me and maybe he was even something more. His actions before his death may have been cruel and evil, but I believe that he planned everything, even his death, just to bring everyone a better future."
Her eyes began to get wet, but she wouldn't allow herself to cry, she swore herself that she would live a life that would be worthy enough to give Lelouch's sacrifice a meaning.
"The only regret I have is that the time we spent together was so short; and that I wasn't able to hear his response to my feelings. But I am grateful to his sacrifice and I will make him proud.
Everyone, lets create a world that would make Lelouch happy"
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In a small town somewhere in the new and free Japan were sitting two figures eating their breakfast in a small restaurant. It was nothing fancy, just a normal restaurant that was used from the people in the town, but that didn't mean that their food wasn't delicious.
"This pizza is extra delicious; you should try it to Lelouch." The green haired woman that sat across her male counterpart was eating her pizza like it was the most sacred thing in the world. Her eyes always held this bright glowing when she was eating pizza.
"I already told you not to call me Lelouch in public. And how can you eat pizza at 9 in the morning?" The young man that sat across the pizza eating female seemed to be greatly irritated. He always knew that she liked pizza…but eating it first thing in the morning seemed a little bit gross to him. He didn't mind, of course, if she wanted to eat her pizza who was he to defy her.
"I eat it because it's delicious and don't tell me that it's inappropriate or something like that. You should know that I don't give a damn about things like that."
She fixed Lelouch with a look that made clear that she wouldn't tolerate any more arguments from him regarding her eating habits.
"OK, you don't have to look at me that way. There is something I want to talk to you about. I hope that you do know that we need a source of money. In the moment we still have some money but that will run out soon, so we need some kind of work. And there are our problems starting, we must find a job, but for a decent job we would need to settle down. There is the option to do some lower jobs for a while, but we will have to settle down eventually. So the question is: Where are we going to find a satisfying place to stay and where do we get the money for it?"
C.C. seemed to ponder about the subject for a bit before she spoke up with a voice that made the answer look like it was the easiest thing in the world.
"Weren't you the master of gambling back the in Tokyo? I heard quite the stories about your exploits."
"It's not that easy! You can't make a living out of gambling like that and for a good gambling hall we would have to visit bigger cities. And even if we would get the chance to make a really big profit, we would have to set all of our remaining money. Even if we win there is no guarantee that they will even pay the sum. They could just blackmail us as cheaters or get their henchmen that would steal all our money afterwards."
"You know Lelouch, you really are a pessimist. In my opinion we should try it, or do you suggest that we do physical hard work. We both know that we are not really stamina freaks, so we need to do something with your smarts."
"Well, in the prospects of doing hard labour I think I can agree with you. But we need a backup plan if we should fail."
"We could always work for a syndicate. I'm sure that they would pay someone like you good."
"First gambling and now crimes, do you have an idea that doesn't make me a criminal or dishonours me?!"
"Lelouch, you know as well as me that this isn't a game. This world is harsh and the money isn't just lying on the ground to be picked up. We should take this risks, get some money and when we have enough we will leave the country and settle down in a place that isn't so crowded with people that could recognize you."
Again her voice left no rooms for arguments; it was serious and held a certain degree of authority. It was most likely to be a remainder from her time at the order; when she still was the master of the infamous Geass institute.
Lelouch wasn't the conqueror of the whole world for nothing, but he still didn't like it to take risks. He always wanted to have every possibility planned out perfectly. Even if he didn't like the idea of gaining their money from gambling, he still couldn't say that C.C. didn't have a point. Gaining money wasn't easy, especially if it was as much as they needed to get out of country and settle down. C.C. was right; they needed to take this risk.
"Who am I to defy the almighty Witch? If you want to gamble all our money on my gambling skills, I will not stop you."
"Good to hear that you didn't lose your brain after you died, Demon."
They paid and left the restaurant, both of them mentally prepared for the tasks and problems that would follow their plan.
Well, I hope you like it ;)
This I a rather short chapter but I wanted to show all of you that I will continue this fic.
I will try to update the story every week from now on so don't except a update before next Saturday or Sunday.
R&R
-Slayer
