Code Geass

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Eleicae Geass

Ten

POV: Zera

Tanks pass by the silver shadow pressed against an alley wall. The silver armor slowly suffocates my structure, but it's vital I hide my real identity from Zero. Who knows what he could do? I tune into a conversation between soldier and soldier as they march across the nearby street.

"So, this Number 084," the younger one huffs, "she escaped?"

The older one with a goatee nods gruffly. "Happened a while ago, idiot!" he snaps. "Besides, they're letting her off for now."

"For now?" Overload scoffs. Unfortunately this helmet has a microphone that makes the voice British. "Shit. Couldn't you have gotten a non-British helmet?"

"Hush, Overload!" Alexandria pleas. "We're supposed to be hiding!"

I locate the swamp of warehouses and climb up a nearby ladder to the roof, jumping them thrice before falling to the grounds of the warehouses. I grunt with the rough impact to the chest and push myself back onto my covered feet, walking through the darkness on the hunt for the Black Knights. Inside the suit, I sweat buckets, the heat unbearable in here. The sky is dark and murky with rain clouds, so that shall be fun.

RING-RING

My blood freezes in both veins and arteries. The heat fades off. One shaking right hand grabs the phone on my waist and I lift up the helmet so only my mouth is shown. "Yes?" I whisper.

"Oh Zera!" Shirley groans. "Where are you! Nunnally is here alone!"

"I can't watch her!" I hiss. "Sorry, but bye!"

I hang up and sigh, the sweat amount worsening per minute. Repositioning the helmet, I walk three yards before a gun is held to my forehead. I squint behind the tinted glass to Kallen. "Who are you?" she snarls.

I blink and clear my throat, pointing to my palm. She faces it and notices I'm not exactly covering them. "I came to talk to the leader of the Black Knight," I speak (in a British accent due to the helmet), "but I was hoping I could find some gloves so I don't accidentally drain the sap."

Her eyes widen and the gun slips from her trembling fingers. "Y-You!" she gasps, her face paled with shock.

I chuckle. Time for some fibbing! "Zera must've spat off about me," I shake my head in fake disappointment. "I'll deal with her-"

"You won't be dealing with anyone, Queen of Eleicae."

Shaking Kallen and I turn to Zero, high and mighty. "Well, well," I smile behind the glass. "It's the infamous Zero. How you coping? Lose yet?"

Kallen snatches out a handy dagger, seeing if she retrieves the pistol in front of my feet, she could die. "He doesn't lose!" she snaps. "And what is Zera to you?"

"Oh, a mere follower," I laugh. "I am Sivera, the Queen of Eleicae as stated by Zero."

Zero bows his head. "Sivera. I trust you have come to discuss matters?"

I gasp and place a hand over my chest dramatically. "My God, you are smart!"

He chuckles. "Follow me, Sivera."

"Okay, silver suit and the name Zera. Put one and two together! Palms on fire (not literally), I follow him to their hide-out, in which several people stare at me funny. I must admit, the mask is suspicious, but I have better things to do then die! You're talking to yourself, Overload dangles on one of the Eleicae tubes.

"Oh shut up," I whisper.

"Hm?" Zero turns.

Shit. "Nothing. Just talking to myself."

His body shakes with inaudible chuckles. "Does every Eleicae have split personalities?"

HALLELUIAH! "Yes, they…do…"

I stop in my tracks when my mind scratches for Eleicae information. Alexandria smiles brightly and takes over. "All Eleicae have at least one split personality and one unique ability with their elecrici-"

I clamp a hand over the helmet covering my mouth. Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! "S-Sorry," I blush behind the mask. "It does that."

"No apologizes necessary," he says. "I've seen the same with Zera.

Has…yep, he has. "That wouldn't surprise me," I sigh. "Too care free."

"Well, I find her cautious, to tell all," he shrugs.

Hm…Overload steps in. "Anything else?" she snaps.

He chuckles. Guess he can tell. "She's also intelligent."

I blush. Overload lets out a low whistle. "You must have an entirely different definition of 'intelligent'."

I scowl. I lean against my left optic nerve. Jerk. Bitch. Satain. Thank you. Oh f-ck it! I regain control and find myself back at the headquarters. "This is where we meet," Zero waves a hand across the room. "Sorry if…" he eyes the paper-infested table, "…it's unorganized."

"Eh, not to worry," I shrug. "We're all human here."

He stares at me. "Right."

Oh…"Wait, no, I don't mean it literally!" I defend.

Best save EVER, Overload checks her nails. SHUT-Zero laughs gently. "It's okay. It's a commonly used phrase."

We sit. Kallen enters and glares at me. "You're not so scary," she mutters.

I giggle. "You can say that all day, Kall."

She points a gun at my head. "Kallen!" Zero snaps.

"I don't care who you are!" she hisses. "Where's Zera?"

"I didn't come to be interrogated," I sweat with nervousness. "I simply wanted to side with the Black Knights."

Zero nods. "You may. Kallen, put the gun-"

"I want to know where Zera is!" she screams, the gun shaking.

"She's alive," C.C. walks in. "I just got off the phone with her."

Well, no surprise she's covering this up. I present a hand. "How do you do?" I force. "I'm Sivera."

She accepts it and shakes it. "I'm C2. Nice to meet you, Sivera."

Zero stood. "Well, it's getting late and we need all our rest for tomorrow evening."

Alexandria takes mental notes. "What's tomorrow?" I ask.

"Another battle," Kallen glares.

"Excellent," I stand. "Well, I must go. Zera can only stay where she is for so long."

I walk out and out of the warehouse area. I jump into an alley and change my attire completely. Running away from the area, I spot a girl with a white spiky ponytail and a crossed mini-top, short-shorts black to math. The black lace boots have little, fuzzy black balls dangling from the laces' ends. She turns to me to reveal brown eyes, dark beyond imagining. "Who are you?" she snaps.

I blink. "Z-Zera…Caroline?" I gulp.

She raises a brow. "Hm. Have the same energy levels as one…Alright, I believe you." Something cuts my arm. I gasp. Overload huffs. Shit. "I'm Éclair De Monte Caroline. I am the Second Princess of the Eleicae. Well, all…five apparently."

"There's only five?" Alexandria covers our mouth.

I shake my head. "Stuff it!"

Éclair rolls her eyes. "All split personalities are annoying, huh? Yes, five, mostly because…our queen is your age."

"R-Really?" I tug the collar of my school shirt. "I-Interesting."

"Scratch five: four. You are the queen. I can tell."

I sigh. "Crap."

"It's not horrible," she shrugs. "I'm thirteen and if I could figure it out, only idiots wouldn't."

Overload crosses our arms. "Alright then. You can…"

Sparks line her palms. "I can make the thinnest and deadliest electric lines. How you got cut there-"-she points to the slice. "You?"

"All I can do is drain," I mutter bitterlu.

She cocks her head. "That's not right…tell me, have you ever felt your palm burning?" I nod. "Huh. So you're also 084. Listen, don't freak out, but you have bombs in your hands."

Oh. Peaceful. Completely not worth freaking out for…NOT!