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Oh and I changed my pen name, someone tried to look me up on Facebook only to complain later when I didn't add them, guys I am not joelclarke newby it was just a mesh together of friends names, so stop trying already, I will not care anymore when you complain about me not adding you, I didn't even get them in the first place.

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"Private Suzaku Kururugi you are under arrest for the murder of prince Clovis, who died of an execution shot to the rear of the skull from this gun." He tapped the gun in the plastic evidence bag "Confess now and you be tried as a Britannian citizen not some filthy eleven" 'though that won't help you' thought Margrave Jeremiah Gottwald

"I have never even laid eyes on that gun!" yelled Suzaku, he swore he was innocent, the system will fix this. One of the other Britannian officers in the room kicked over Suzaku's chair

"CONFESS YOU MONKEY!"screamed the officer "CONFESS FOR YOUR MURDER OF OUR BELOVED PRINCE CLOVIS!"

"I would never hurt a prince of Britannia the country I have sworn my life too" was Suzaku's quieter reply. Jeremiah hopped up from his seat and walked over to the downed Suzaku, kneeled lower so he was within arm's length of him, then punched Suzaku right in the jaw

"CONFESS!"

"I HAVE NOTHING TO CONFESS!" Suzaku replied only to get hit across the face once more.

The beatings went on for hours and hours, until Suzaku was unconscious from the amount of brute force used on him, the beatings was not just from Jeremiah nor was it only on his face, he had kick marks on his back, his legs even his chest, the son of the late prime minister was almost unrecognizable after the mass beating.

Suzaku awoke to a lonely cell, with him in prisoner garb, the patter of someone's footsteps was approaching his cell, and Suzaku had to wonder who would show.

"Oh your awake, how is my favourite deviser doing?" asked Lloyd in his usual childish tone, as if everything was a game and his 'favourite deviser' was not on trial for treason with falsified evidence against him.

"I am alive Lloyd, that's all I can ask, I will be fine though, I believe in the system to work this problem out." said Suzaku convinced that indeed the corrupt Britannian courts would let him walk free because of how false the information was against him.

"I wish I could share your optimism Suzaku, you do know that the judge, jury and defence will be against you Suzaku" said Lloyd making his voice slightly more serious as he mentioned the position Suzaku was truly in. "Oh but I did check for those people you asked for and none of the casualties reported both eleven and Britannian fit the description" said Lloyd as his usual demeanour came back, with him swing his arms out in exaggeration again.

Suzaku breathed a sigh in relief "I'm glad, if they had got caught in this, I don't what I would do."

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Lelouch had no idea to feel horrified, relieved, stressed or curious. His first two emotions came the day after the wine bottle incident. He was just watching television in the student council room with the other members Rivalz, Milly, Nina and Shirley, as well the new recruit who still didn't truly have a position Kallen. Just then a breaking new report came on the television, something that Lelouch have been waiting for forever quickly turned into something Lelouch couldn't hate more. Beside Lelouch's hatred for Britannia and his father.

"Prince Clovis the beloved prince of area 11 has been killed." started the new reporter. The whole student council gasped and turned to the televison, different gasps for different reasons. 'Oh my god, K-1 killed him didn't he, wow so that was why all the soldiers started freaking out and were easy to beat afterwards' though Kallen 'but wait, isn't Lelouch K-1?' she thought again as she tore her eyes away from the television to look at Lelouch, who had a large predatory smile on his face, his height hiding it from the others. 'Okay either he is K-1 or really really hated prince Clovis, though I must admit I have never seen him as a Britannian supporter. '

"The murderer of our beloved prince is believed to be none then Private Suzaku Kururugi, son of the late prime minister of area 11, Genbu Kururugi." And like that Lelouch's smile faltered, and crumpled into a frown, this is where Lelouch's mixed feelings lie. See, Lelouch was relieved that his childhood friend was alive when he was supposed to be dead due to gunshot wound to the kidney, but horrified that he was charged with the murder of a prince. The prince he himself removed from the world.

"Oh god." was all that left his mouth at that moment.

After formulating a way to contact kallen and her rebels, slipping pieces of paper with a few choice words on them it to some of their bags, he headed home with a head full of ideas, thinking just how he would save Suzaku, and the chances of the rebels following him. All heavy pressures that would have stressed out a normal man, luckily Lelouch was no normal man. Especially after that time at Shinjuku.

"Nunnally I am home!" called Lelouch as he entered his home, only to notice Nunnally not coming to meet him at the door, his suspicions were confirmed when he heard giggling from one of the many dining rooms. Just as he saw the two figures in the dining room, he was officially shocked for about 0.6 seconds. Too long for Lelouch's standards, because sitting there with his sister was the green haired girl who was shot in the fore head right in front of him, saving his life and sacrificing her own as well as the green haired who cursed/gifted Lelouch with his wondrous new power. Something he had been researching quite extensively. From following the symbol throughout history and its orange counterpart, to his live test subjects in the academy, for some reason the murder of Britannian innocents was a lot easier to deal with when he had activated his powers, something that had worried and awed him.

"Oh brother, sorry I didn't hear you, I was distracted conversing with miss C.C. here." said Nunnally in her usual innocent tone while directing towards the green haired girl across from her "Miss C.C. here says she knows you brother, are you going out with C.C.?"

"No Nunnally me and C.C. aren't that clos-"Lelouch was interrupted by the green haired girl.

"He promised to make my one wish come true" C.C smiled at Lelouch a teasing smiling at Lelouch while making her voice sound wistful, creating the illusion to poor Nunnally that they were indeed lovers.

"Lelouch!" exclaimed Nunnally as she squealed at the amount of romance she was 'seeing'. "You can't make those kinds of promises your only seventeen!"

Lelouch was stuck, he was dealing with a girl who should be dead, and she was teasing him about romance. 'Arrgh, crazy witch, okay calm down Lelouch just get her away from Nunnally.' With that thought Lelouch reached over and grabbed C.C's cup and threw it on the floor.

"Oh, C.C. you clumsy girl, here follow me so I can show you were the bath room is." Grabbing her wrist he tugged her with all his might, up and out of the room going upstairs to his room, where he could privately 'chat' with the supposed to be dead witch. "Just leave it Nunnally, I will come and clean it up later, goodnight!"

Stomping all the way when he reached his room throwing her onto the bed, turned and locked the door and turned back to see her hopping into his bed. "What are you doing here your supposed to be-"

"Dead. Yeah I get that one a lot." Deadpanned C.C, continuing to get changed into bed, the response had stumped Lelouch to silence, at least for a second which was all she needed. "Oh by the way, how is your new body treating you." she said in a knowing tone.

Lelouch's eyes stained black instantly but the bird symbol did not appear and he stared at her before calmly speaking "I thought it was you, this Symbiote thing you gave to me has been quite useful in my plans against Britannia, though I imagine I have not truly mastered it yet." eyes glowing again with their normal purple colour.

"Oh, you are interesting." Came her reply now laying down while wearing nothing under the sheets, much to Lelouch's charging. "No you are definitely not at all knowlegable with the effects of the symbiote infection. I will train you in this task eventually, but for now I wish to sleep young one." thus ending the conversation.

That girl 'C.C' had been the cause of two emotions in Lelouch. The first was curiosity, who wouldn't be? After all, she could surive a bullet in the head and survive. The second emotion, and the one he was more currenly worried about, was stress. It was impossible to work with that green haired witch. 'Aaaarrrgghhh, I don't have time for this! The rebels will be at Tokyo tower soon and then I have to be on the monorail in time.'

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Kallen was walking around the ruined Tokyo tower, one of many wreaks that weren't excavated just to shove it down the 'elevens' throats. The Britannians were just tring to show off the fact that the elevens had lost, and it made Kallen sick.

The only reason she came to this old relic of a massacre, was because someone had slipped a note into her bag. Someone that seemed to know her and her terrorists actions. At first she thought it was a spy, but it was signed. By your favourite dance partner K-1. That was the reason she was here, to find out about this K-1 fellow and if he truly was Lelouch. 'Something tells me just asking K-1 won't work.' Thought Kallen a little disappointed.

Looking down out one of the windows she saw a boy about her age with black shaggy hair walking away with a black satchel bag on his shoulder. 'Is that Lelouch?' Thought Kallen just as the boy turned around and stared up at her with his purple eyes glistening ' HOLY SHIT, that is Lelouch!'

He waved nonchalantly completely unaware of Kallen's hysteric thoughts, she tried to wave back without looking to off balance but Lelouch was already busy walking away with his back to her. 'Huh, well I wonder what he was doing here?' Just as she finished that thought, she heard the signal at the start of announcements used to catch people's attention.

"Kallen Stadfeld, one of your possessions have been handed into the front counter. Repeat. Kallen Stadfeld, please report to the front counter."

When Kallen reached the counter, she was a little shocked to find that the lady at the desk was passing over a phone to her. "Here you go miss, someone just handed this phone in for you, and he said he knew you from some dance classes."

That made Kallen act. Swiping up the phone and thanking the nice lady, she moved back to the window just as the phone started ringing. "Hello?"

"The outbound train past Shinjuku ghetto. Go there, and bring your friends." The line cut dead shortly after. 'Friends? What friends? ' Thought Kallen as she looked around and noticed Ohgi standing with two other members of the resistance, giving her sideways glances. Kallen nodded toward her friends as both to tell them ,yes, she has now seen them and ,yes, that was him and they should follow.

As they boarded the train something felt off and it was amazingly daunting that no one was standing. Everyone was sitting down, looking at the floor. Woman, children, all in complete and horrifying silence. The sound of a phone ringing broke the resistance members out of there awed/shocked states. "Face the front of the train, then look right. What do you see?" asked K-1.

"I see Tokyo city, a city stolen from us and built higher, breaking the backs of the many Japanese workers, now forced to grovel outside the borders of a city they helped make." Replied Kallen, the mirth she held for Britannians being revealed for all to see, but the other occupants on the train didn't seem to care, or at least unable to care.

" And what do you see on the left?"

"I see what is left for us, the Japanese. I see the ghettos, the sick, the dying, and those without hope."

"Good answer, come to the front of the train." The voices final reply was followed by the sound of a phone being hung up, then the beeping noise of the other caller having ended the call. As Kallen and the resistance members slowly moved to the front of the train, less and less passengers were in each train car they passed until they finally reached the front where a lone black figure stood, facing away from them.

"Were you the one in Shinjuku?" asked one of the resistance.

But the masked man didn't even acknowledge the group behind him, still staring at the front of the car. 'Is this really him? This is K-1!' thought Kallen 'He's quite the imposing character.' Then the train entered a rather dark tunnel. The train went black and it was impossible to see the figure now. Just as fast as the darkness came, it left, and to the shock of all of the members the figure was now facing them, and now dangerously closer to Kallen.

"Who are you?" asked Kallen in a small voice.

"Who am I- bah the better question is what am I. I am a hand of justice, a demon, a dancer, I am a shadow of night dealing out death to those who wrong the innocent. I am a demon who will conduct evil to destroy greater evils, I am a dancer of death who longs for a partner. " said the masked figure in front of them, he then focused on Kallen. "Are you my dance partner, Kallen Kouzuki?" Which made said redhead sputter and blush on the spot 'This is him!'

"Who are you!?" Yelled Ohgi, not at all happy with the masked figure basically flirting with Kallen.

Seemingly ignoring him the figure went on "How did you enjoy my tour of the settlement?" still focused on Kallen obviously only wanting her answer

Ohgi not getting the subtle hint by the masked figure or ignoring it on purpose answered on Kallen's behalf "The difference between us is great that is why we are a resist them"

That made the figure swap out his focus, "Resist them… fuh." scoffed the figure "You achieve nothing in actuality, Britannian is so huge your 'terrorist' groups are even less of a nuisance then the mosquitos I crush with my own hands." Said the figure clenching his armoured black fingers that sprouted from under the cloak he wore, exposing black plate armour like that of knights of old that looked strong enough to block knightmare rounds and still be functional.(A/N: sorry for mid story note but just to be clear, he has the same armour as he would in the nightmare of Nunnally manga, look it up, it's pretty cool and a lot more practical)

"No, resistance is futile." said the figure tucking his hand back under the cloak "For this country to reach peace, you can't just resist the taint that is Britannia, you must destroy it utterly, until every last one of them lay dead! Until the streets run red from the blood of the corrupt! Then will this country know peace." Raising his voice in anger, and in excitement about the murder of the corrupt to bring it back down to a peaceful volume to announce the outcome of the battles ahead.

Kallen finally asked, voice shaken by his outburst "Who are you?"

The man spread his arms low in a welcoming gesture "I am Zero, lady Kallen, and I ask for yours and your associates support for our mutual goals."

"And why should we trust you? Even when you won't show your face to us?" asked Kallen again, now standing upright towards the intimidating figure. 'Obviously, I have his respect so it may be best if I did the talking from here on out.'

Chuckling Zero replied "Ah, I understand your hesitation lady Kallen, but instead of showing my face could I offer your trust in my abilities? You have all seen that the late prime minister's son was captured because he murdered the prince. That's impossible for I killed prince Clovis." Zero paused for effort, savouring the sound of several resistance members gasping "I wish to free him, those of you who wish to help me should meet me at the scrap yard at 5 pm." Finished Zero just as the train came to a stop at an empty station. "This would be your stop, but Kallen I wish to speak with you."

Kallen looked between Zero and the now departed as she made her decision. "Okay Zero." Only to get a glare from Ohgi. "I will be fine Ohgi, now go quickly." Upset but cooperative, Ohgi left the door shutting behind him, Kallen turned to a still Zero as he watched her, the train started up again taking them away from the train station.

"I ask again Lady Kallen, are you my dance partner?"

"Yes I was your dance partner in Shinjuku" was her reply.

"Can I rely on you to be my dance partner next time?" was Zero's next question. This made Kallen think, would she fight alongside this man/monster again? Would she trust her life in the hands of her dance partner?

"Yes."

Zero reached up to his mask and pressed a latch and the hiss of the release of the mask was heard, Kallen started in confusion and awe 'He's removing his mask!" Zero moved his hand round the front of his mask and pulled it off.

"I'm glad." smiled Zero.

'LELOUCH!'

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BAM! Thanks for reading guys.

SIDE NOTE FROM YOUR HUMBLE, BRILLIANT OVERLORD FollieOfMadness vi Britannia, THE FIRST AND FOREMOST:

Hello there slaves, how has your pathetic existence been? My obviously superior life has been splendid, albeit drab. I do oh so get tired of the endless foot rubs and women filing into my grand chambers, before I fill their grand chamber.

In case you couldn't tell, you silly elevens, I just made a joke. You were supposed to laugh at my obvious genius. For not doing so, you will go a week without the scraps of food we feed your kind. Serves you right for your insolence, slaves.

Ah, but I must be off. The life of an actually important person is filled to the absolute brim with things to complicated for you and your dozen or so brothers and or sister siblings to understand with your stupid mind and poor education, both of which are obviously your fault I can assure you, therefore I must leave.

Tata~~, and try not to urinate on the cage's floor whilst I'm gone. Your Mother is complaining enough about licking extremely hard things; I do not need her complaining about having to use her very good tongue to clean the metal cage bars.