Excerpt from, Princess Cornelia's Journals
November 2nd, 2016
I'm starting to feel like Father and Schnizel hate me. 1st the Arabs and now this? Jesus, if I had known these mutinies were going to be so bad I would have taken command in Japan. It's been more than a year now after Father evicted Lelouch from Area 8, and the 8's are still preventing us from Advancing North of the Congo.
Just yesterday a few hundred of them sabotaged the 48th battalion and made off with some Knightmares. I reckon it was that Rivera fellow I keep hearing about. This is what happens when you give a Number a command higher than Captain. General, what was Lelouch thinking?
Still, it is admirable what the rabble are accomplishing them. And their loyalty, I can't go 2 weeks without having to demonstrate to the over-cognizant nobles that I am not to be reckoned with. But the 8's, they keep fighting for Lelouch a year after. I have half a mind to drag him out of Pendragon and order them to stand down… He might have done a little too good of a job. It would be bad enough if it was just the 150,000 8's, but then I have to fight a million Euros as well. All these missing convoys… must be the damn U-Boats again. Euphie is right, I need a break.
March 18th, 2024
The Kagenosakana pushed through the Pacific Ocean. The massive submarine and its Steel hull penetrating the underwater currents of the South Pacific with tremendous force. Its passengers either conversing amongst themselves, working on keeping the massive Submersible running as the Japanese crew was, or they were listening to the sounds of the Ocean as it passed by them. Kallen Kouzki was herself of the last group. The massive Submarine was one of the few massive construction projects the Japanese navy had undertaken in the post-liberation years. This particular vessel was built for extreme stealth, its other purpose, sneak attacks, going unused at the moment.
"3,000 kilometers to port!" yelled a man in a navy uniform into the small cabin of passengers. Of course, nobody in the cabin knew how long it would be until they got to their assigned port, Buenos Aires. Kallen breathed a heavy sigh. 'It could be worse' she thought. She ran a hand through her red hair. Hopefully, things would be more exciting when she got to the city. The files Tohdoh gave her told her she would find an escort waiting for her and her Platoon. The escort would take her to Cordoba, where she would meet someone named General Rivera, who was apparently the high commander for all Brazilian forces in fighting in Chile, a post which he has oddly held for 3 years. It should have been easy to surround pockets of the Britannians and crush them.
"How competent could someone be who can't take this tiny strip of land?" said Kallen out loud unknowingly.
"Well there are mountains around there ma'am." said the soldier to her right. He was in his Knightmare pilot fatigues, as was the rest of the platoon scattered throughout the ship.
"I know Rai, but come on. We took Fuji back in what? Weeks? This Rivera evidently can't just finish off the Britannians with them pinned against the Ocean. Why doesn't he just charge!" said Kallen with an escalating voice. A sigh escaped the white-haired man.
"Kallen, I mean ma'am, I know your not exactly a strategist," said Rai tentatively. Not all unsurprising, ever since Kallen had found the boy passed out near her school when she still played Britannian before the Liberation, Rai had always acted nervously. When she introduced herself when he had his amnesia, when he found out he was half Japanese when he was kicked out school(for the former reason), and even when she had convinced him to fight with her for Japanese freedom. He had always been tentative, he was a genius on the battlefield especially, but sometimes...if he could just speak up. "But Santiago is surrounded by mountains. And Britannia has been entrenching themselves for a while. Not to mention how difficult it is using Nightmares in that kind of Terrain."
"You should listen to the young man." the pair looked up from Kallen's reports to see a tan old man lacking most of his hair beside his mustache standing in front of them in a suit. He reached out his hand. "Gilberto Manuel," he said very crisply and professionally, almost like a politician. Which he probably was. Kallen slowly took his in hers and shook. She tilted her head slightly
"Commander Kallen Kouzki."
"Yes I know, I was supposed to come to find you. I'm the Representative from Brazil." Kallen's eyes lit up.
"Oh, I'm sorry sir, I forgot, I was supposed to come to find you as well."
"Don't worry about it, I've had worse and obviously you have been using your time wisely." in a way he was right. She had been going over the crucial information on who she had to meet. "And who is this observant young man?"
"Rai Hodges sir, I'm Commander Kouzki's second in command of the Platoon," Rai said, his tone respectful as always.
"And deservingly so by the sound of things," said Gilberto, a small smile appearing on his face. "So am I correct in assuming your platoon is a Knightmare unit?"
"Yes sir," said Kallen with a sudden burst of passion and pride. "Best in Japan."
"Well, second be-"
"THE BEST, right Rai?" she said stiffly her head turning to her second and giving a very suggestive series of eyebrow movements.
"Oh, the best you say? Well that is good, You'll have lots to do in Venezuela," said Gilberto taking the seat opposite of them.
"Actually sir we have been put in the Chilean front," said Rai. Gilberto's face dropped. "Something wrong?"
"Yes, yes indeed, that can't be right. They sent a Knightmare squadron to Chile?"
"Mr. Manuel we have fought in mountains with Knightmares already, we have tactics for this situation," said Rai reassuringly reaching out an arm to the oddly shaken old man.
"Maybe we can teach this 'General Rivera' some of them and we can win this war faster for you," Kallen said, a bit of smug undoubtedly present in her voice. The Japanese military was at the forefront of Knightmare technology and tactics, they had shot past the Britannians. And know they could show the world again, that no one, not one person, messes with the Japanese.
"I thought we sent reports to you? Knightmares are practically useless in the mountains." Gilberto started to tap his foot with a quick pace, his eyes darted from side to side. "Maybe I can-"
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMM. A huge explosion rocked the ship. Gilberto fell forward, Rai catching him before he slammed face 1st into the steel interior.
"THE HELL WAS THAT!" yelled a member of Kallen's platoon. Panic began to spread throughout the ship, even the navy men started to look anxious.
"DEPTH CHARGES!" screamed another. "All hands brace!"
Kallen rushed stable place. Another explosion rocked the ship. She started working her way to the bridge. "How the hell did Britannia know we were coming!" BOOOOOOOM, another explosion. "Who's on the Radar?" Kallen swung her head around and found her answer, the man in front of a fully lit up radar, had a crack with blood pouring out of his skull. The rest of the crew found what she was looking at, then the radar.
"Fuck, we're surrounded!" cried another voice, another air of panic rising.
"No wait!" cried Gilberto his voiced much more stressed. "Get me a radio!" strangely someone pulled him to the station. After adjusting the setting he started yelling into the Radio in a foreign tongue. After a few brutally silent seconds a response came. A quick shout into to radio and Gilberto turned to the crew. "Turn 14 degrees south!"
"Gilberto whats going on!" yelled Rai, who had made his way to the bridge.
"If we go to that way we can get some protection from the Britannian navy!"
"Protection from who!" Rai yelled.
"From the Brazilian navy, the Britannians didn't find us, we ran into a naval battle!"
"Did you know? Why didn't you tell us!"
"I didn't know, we were supposed to have a clean escort." another explosion rocked the ship.
The crew all hunkered down for a few minutes the charges kept coming, now that the Britannians knew they hit something, they were not gonna let it go, The frequency of the charges increased. None of them were making direct contact, but there were too many close calls to give the crew or anyone on the sub any confidence. After about 5 minutes the explosions stopped.
"Are we clear" came a voice from the bridge.
"Doesn't look like it, we still have contacts on the Radar." said the new voice in front of the Radar. A voice came out of the Radio leading to a small laugh from Gilberto.
"Ms. Kouzki, Mr. Hodges, come topside and humor an old man will you, there are some people I want you to meet." he started out of the bridge to the top of the sub, Kallen and Rai exchanged glances. Rai shrugged, causing Kallen to roll her eyes and rush after the old polite gentlemen.
Opening the latch the saw a huge ship, an Aircraft Carrier, on the side, it read BNV COLUMBUS. A large mainly green flag flew in the breeze as Jet fighters circled the hulking warship. All around them were warships of all shapes and sizes, some with battle scars, with the same flag. A man stood in a pristine white officers uniform as the Sun behind him cast a large shadow.
"Would you like a ride to Buenos Aires?" yelled the man crudely from the top of the ship.
"Ms. Kouzki, Mr. Hodges, meet the Brazilian navy," said Gilberto with a wide smile. Kallen could only gasp, and gain a bit of appreciation for her new friends.
"Sir, in addition Admiral Ederson reports that they spotted a Japanese sub under the water, during the naval battle today." said a man dressed in a green servant suit. In his hand was a lit of fact and figures from the war effort. And a few notes on other matters, such as the Britannian nobilities squabbles.
"Hmmm." mused the man on his throne.
"Yes sir, they failed to sink the sub and have assumed it made it to the Brazilians. Should we punish the Admiral, sir?"
"No Kanon, that will not be necessary. Send instructions to the good Admiral to maintain the supply line and begin launching bombers to aid in the defense of Peru."
"Yes your majesty." the servant bowed and walked out of the gigantic throne room.
His Majesty in white robes rose and walked to the large stained window of Saint Darwin behind him. He stared out barely able to see the lights of Pendragon below him. He rose a hand to his chin and began to look at his reflection.
"Little Brother," he spoke softly, a chuckle emanated from his throat. "What are you doing, Lelouch."
Sorry this is another short Chapter. I've been on vacation and I wanted to get one out. So these messages are probably gonna become regular now. A few things I want to clear up. South America is not all 1 Area. Here is a list I have complied of all the Areas that fit in a way I like.
Homeland- East of the Mississippi aside from Quebec, and the rest of the modern US(which consists of a few areas)
Area 1- Quebec
Area 2- Louisiana Territory
Area 3- Mexican Cession(Texas to California)
Area 4-Mexico Proper(Including Central America)
Area 5- Carribean
Area 6- Alaska
Area 7- Gran Colombia and Peru
Area 8- Brazil and Bolivia
Area 9- Chile, Argentina, Uruguay, and Paraguay
Area 10- Hawai
Area 11- Japan
These just make more sense to me. And also Pendragon is Philadelphia, I'm sorry but the capital being in a useless desert is dumb.
Also, Lelouch and other characters will come up, but I'm trying to use them sparingly. When he comes into the story I want it to be epic so, you'll have to wait Romance might occur, I didn't plan it much, and this is really an alternate universe story so its harder to fit.
Reviews are very welcome!