Despite being exhausted I woke up at 2 am and couldn't fall back to sleep, so here you are, an update. Please review.


As Lelouch slammed his now empty left hand rifle into the open fact sphere of the home brew Glasgow before him he was struck by a rather random thought. He'd recently read a paper published by the Psych Department of the University of Pendragon stating that victims of sexual assault, on one level or another, actually wanted the attention otherwise they wouldn't have put themselves in that sort of situation to begin with.

It was typical Britannian tripe, vilifying the victims while making the perpetrators out to be something better than scum. That being said, as shards of splintered metal cut across his skin, and sparks burnt holes into his uniform, Lelouch had to admit that if he didn't want Knightmares trying to kill him, he probably shouldn't be in one to begin with.

The paper was still bull shite regardless.

Releasing the destroyed weapon as the Glasgow fell backwards Lelouch extended the Ganymedes folding knife and stabbed it into the enemy units drive, ending the threat without killing the likely frustrated pilot. Wiping blood from his brow and wishing more then ever his mother's old stead didn't have an exposed open air cockpit the Prince in exile pilfered the downed Glasgow's rifle while quickly waving on the waiting Ashford bus.

This had been his fifth Knightmare sortie, and while the Ganymede was significantly faster and lighter then the seemingly kitbashed Glasgows it was facing off against, it was being worn down bit by bit. Thankfully, almost everything he'd run into while defending his friends and family had been resistance operated rather than Chinese military.

A one on one fight with a frame that was about on par with his? He could handle it. Facing off against a twenty unit squad of inferior Knightmares? Not a chance, quantity after all had a quality all of its own. It didn't really matter if the Gun-Ru was laughable at best, they had a lot of them and they each had a lot of guns.

Scanning the area he took a look at his rear view monitor and snorted to himself as the emergency escape hatch atop the bus snapped off and flew away from the vehicle to shatter on the highway as Sayoko popped out of the exposed egress. Hefting up a massive European made missile launcher she fired towards Lelouch who, rather then panicking, returned his gaze to the road ahead.

The Gun-Ru that had rolled out into the intersection a second earlier took the heavy anti-armor projectile directly to one of it's legs sending the frog like war machine to the ground. Not hesitating he sprayed the injured machine with a few bursts of 20 mm fire while spinning Ganymede on its axis to give the bus a brief salute before returning to the task at hand.

That woman was getting a bloody raise, and he wasn't going to take no for an answer.

As the Viceroy Palace finally came into view Lelouch couldn't help grinning, they'd actually made it! He should have known better then to jinx their so far good luck.

It would seem the Gun-Ru was not in fact alone, which he should have guessed considering its cannon fodder nature, he'd later blame his lack of attention to detail on the adrenaline. Regardless six units pealed out of cover and began firing on the Knightmare and it's charge, to his horror a round struck the back of the bus sending it into a spin.

As the burning vehicle crashed into a parked car Lelouch saw red, rather then panicking rage took hold, bouncing his stead through saturated fire he stabbed his units folding knife through the closest frames cockpit while spraying another two with anti-armor grenades and 20 mm armor-piercing rounds shredding them in seconds.

Lelouch gasped as the remaining three Gun-Ru's opened fire on him and the Ganymede's extended right arm and rifle exploded showering him with burning metal and smoldering smoke. Coughing as his lungs burned Lelouch swept blood away from his now swollen left eye as he retracted the Ganymede's remaining arm snapping off its blade in the process. Bringing his last weapon to bear Lelouch sent forth a spray of return fire as he took cover behind the Gun-Ru he'd just killed.

He let out a rasping laugh as he shrugged and sighed, well he had tried, more than others could ever say at the very least.

There was suddenly a scratching noise over the 'Guards' open channel that soon began broadcasting an all too familiar voice, and his world froze.

"This is Princess Nunnally vi Britannia of the Royal Family, I am currently pinned down outside the Viceroy Palace of the Tokyo settlement by Chinese military units while my brother, the Prince Lelouch vi Britannia is desperately fighting to protect us. Authorization code VB-12100508-RED12, authentication ZB4, 'Bad Moon Rising." The Chinese units froze at this, obviously they wanted to take the Royal Family members hostage, but did not really know what to do with the information.

Unfortunately for them, Lelouch was a faster thinker.

Pealing out of cover He fired all three of his anti-armor grenades at the foremost unit, the first shot missed, the others did not. As it exploded he sprayed the unit on the right with automatic fire shredding its lightly armored body apart, approaching the lone survivor Lelouch threw the now empty rifle at it screaming in rage.

The panicking pilot blind fired and as the fates would have it missed the suicidal charge as his aim was knocked off target by the Knightmare weapon shattering across his units hull. Lelouch, only having one real option left to him tackled the unit to the ground and began punching it repeatedly. Alarms screaming around him as the heavily damaged arm began warping under the stress yet he dare not stop until the limb literally tore itself free, stuck inside the dead unit before him.

Shakily bringing Ganymede to its feet he brought it to a slow stumble to the bus just as a squad of Sutherlands led by a white and gold unit approached from the direction of the Palace. As they surrounded the injured Prince and the stranded students Lelouch covered the broken bus as best he could, knowing full well he could no longer fight.

"Authenticate your identity," The voice sounded familiar but Lelouch couldn't place it, the accent was Britannian and had a slight tinge of arrogance to it but he pushed that aside to reply.

"Authorization code VB-04091031-GREEN13, Authentication code B34 'Don't Fear the Reaper'," as he finished the surrounding Sutherlands lowered their rifles as the white and gold unit took a knee. Cockpit hatch opening a tall regal looking man with turquoise hair stood proud, tears spilling from his eyes.

"My Prince, it is my honor to return you to the fold, Margrave Jeremiah Gottwald, reporting for duty, your Highness."