So, did I ever tell you guys I got the record score for the mathematics section of my state test? I didn't? Oh, well there you have it! ~_^ Lol, aren't you guys proud of me?

Anyways, sorry this is late, but I'm on my last week of school, so I need to catch up on everything I've been slacking behind on, because my parents would lock up my laptop if I ever get a B. Also blame sayalovesdiva for introducing 'Blood+' to me. I finished all 50 episodes in about four days. xD Oh, and my computer crashed yesterday, because it's still loaded with yummy viruses. I really need to get them fixed...

I own Code Geass. Oh wait, no I don't. Dammit.

Area 11

Oppressed and sick Elevens sat in their makeshift concrete-piece huts, with nothing to do, nowhere to go, watching their life pass by. Their loved ones were sick, food was scarce, and the Britannians refused to let them suffer in peace. A long bullet train was built right above their heads, shaking the entire ghetto when some rich Britannians rode by, laughing and chatting, with no idea of the desperate and grisly scene beneath them. Dust fell.

Some passengers like these included the four Ashford students, Milly, Shirley, Nina, and Anya. They rode first-class in gold-plated seats, lush carpets, a beautiful view, soft pillows, and luxurious snacks. They had also brought along a certain green-haired martial arts master.

"So, Miss C.C., how is Lelouch?"

The innuendo within Milly's voice would have made Marianne proud, C.C. noted. She smiled slightly at the sight of Shirley jerking her head a bit towards them, before resuming her scowl and staring contest with the soft carpeted floor while chewing the straw on her orange juice to death. Nina turned red and looked away while pretending to grab something invisible on the floor. Anya looked away from her cell phone and stared directly into C.C.'s smirking eyes.

"He was fine the last time I saw him," C.C. answered, deliberately. She twirled a piece of her hair as she leaned against the plush seats and slowly bit into a salmon-roe topped Gruyere tartlet.

Milly crossed her arms. She looked at C.C. coyly through the sides of her eyes. "You know what I meant! You know...how Lulu is...in bed?"

"KAICHOU!" Shirley interrupted. She stood up in protest while glaring at C.C. "I don't think that's any of our business!"

"You're right." C.C. agreed. She took a sip of her bubble tea. "It isn't."

"Oh, but Sensei...you're so young..." Nina peered at the sultry girl with fearful eyes. "Aren't you...afraid? And...and...well..."

"Ohhh! Very afraid." C.C. responded sarcastically and mentally shook her head at the socially awkward girl. "But Lelouch, well, how do you put it?" C.C. rubbed her index finger against her chin, pretentiously. Upon finding the right word, C.C. smirked and stared directly into Shirley's eyes. "He is...talented. Yes, very talented."

Milly 'ooooh'ed. Shirley's already scarlet face turned a deeper shade of cherry. She covered her ears. "That's enough! Can't we talk about something else?"

"Of course!" Milly answered enthusiastically, sensing she had gone too far with Shirley. "Let's tell each other which boys at school, or anywhere, that we like! Anya, you can go first!"

The pink-haired knight looked up from her blogging. She stared without expression at Milly.

"You know! Who do you want to marry?" Milly asked. "You and Gino are pretty close aren't you. Woul-"

"Boys are foolish." Anya broke in, without feeling. She resumed her quiet blogging on her hot pink phone.

"Ok, what about you Nina?" Milly nudged the girl, undeterred. "Got anybody on your love-list?"

"Uh...no, Milly-san." Nina shrank away from Milly's grip. "I...haven't really...noticed any...body...really..."

"Oh. Really?" Milly looked disappointedly at her, before resuming her cheery smile and turning towards Shirley. "Well, we all know who Shirley loves." Milly clasped her hands together and put on a sad puppy dog face. "Oh, my dear Lulu! If only you worked harder! If only I could kiss you on your soft, tender lips. If only you understood how I feel. Then we could be together for always! If only-"

"KAICHOU!" Shirley screamed, her hands curled into fists, her green eyes shut in embarrassment.

"Oh? Look, she's all red. How cute!" Milly giggled.

"It's alright, Shirley." C.C. reached over and patted the girl's hand. She leaned in and gave her her trademark coy smile. "I can share."

Shirley's face turned a completely new shade of color.

On a couch in a dark vehicle...

Lelouch put his long, slender fingers against his mask to ensure that it covered all aspects of his face. He could hear the Elevens from before right outside the van. The door slid open. He heard the sharp intake of breath from all the terrorists.

No...not terrorists. Soon-to-be allies. Nakama.

"What's wrong? Hurry inside." Lelouch called out casually, smirking at the awe and hesitance in their eyes. "As of now, this will be our hideout."

"So you think it's a good idea for you to join up with us?" The leader named Kaname Ohgi said, as they began to enter.

No, I think it's a good idea for you to join up with me.

"Yes, we're comrades after all." he said, instead.

"Holy cow!"

"My goodness!"

"What is this?"

The naive ex-terrorists were awe-struck at their new home. The mobile car was huge, but somehow inconspicuous. It was violet and red, and would automatically tell any outsiders that whoever was within the car must have loads of money. And power. Inside, the car was well-furnished with couches, a TV, a kitchen, bathrooms, and even a cold storage room meant as a walk-in freezer.

"How did you manage to get this?" Ohgi asked the masked vigilante, his face still set in utter disbelief.

I Geassed a rich nobleman into giving this to me, along with a lot of money...

"I asked a rather licentious nobleman to let me have it for free." he responded, wisely.

"You asked for it? Just like that?" Ohgi's voice held a high level of alarm.

"It's alright. No strings attached." Zero soothed.

The nationalists were exploring their new home, like a child joyously checking out a candy shop. Zero smirked. It's too easy.

He knew every single one of the Elevens within this mini resistance group, by name and thorough intelligence work. The leader was Kaname Ohgi, by chance. The previous leader, Naoto Stadtfeld, or Kouzuki as he liked to be called, was killed a year ago during a resistance effort. This spurred his fiery younger sister, Kallen Kouzuki into joining and becoming the ace pilot of these terrorists. Kaname Ohgi was a schoolteacher by trade, and had very little skills in combat, leading, tactics, or engineering. The only useful part he would play is acting as the normal and completely expendable 'leader' whose honesty and naivety would spur his fellow Japanese into following himself. Ohgi was just a pawn who should be kept to make it across the board and could be sacrificed to create an even better piece.

Kallen Kouzuki. An emotionally unbalanced girl who was their ace in Knightmare combat. She was a valuable card. Not to mention she went to Ashford and was a Britannian noble by birth. Kallen could use all sorts of guns and blades, and had the guts, as well as the idiocy to do so. As proven before, she was a hotheaded thinker, and wouldn't hesitate to do what she believes is right, even if it would cause trouble later on. Annoying in that respect, but also predictable. She would be very useful indeed.

Kento Sugiyama. He had just started college when the Britannians invaded Japan. Sugiyama is loyal, calm, and tried his best. He does alright in combat and an pilot a Knightmare quite well. He also seems to be in a relationship with Ami Inoue, the only other female in the group besides Kallen. His ability to work well with others would be useful, but not completely necessary.

Ami Inoue. A major in political science before the Britannians attacked. She and Sugiyama went to the same university and were high school classmates. Inoue is also proficient in hand-to-hand combat and could wield various weapons professionally. Inoue was shit in a Knightmare, but her understanding of tactics would help. But she was a suspicious girl. Earning her trust would not be easy.

Yoshitaka Minami. A former restaurant owner, he had lost his new and much younger wife during the Britannian assault at Shinjuku, so his tolerance of Britannians was zero. His understanding of tactics was limited, and he could not engage in hand-to-hand combat and wasn't proficient in weapon usage. However Minami could speak two different languages, and would prove slightly useful should they ever create an alliance with the EU.

Ryuzo Yoshida. Never went to college. Was in a band with Sugiyama during high school. Yoshida did well in hand-to-hand combat and was OK in Knightmare piloting. 'OK' wouldn't win the war against Britannia, but as of right now, beggars can't be choosers. He has some understanding of logistical support and is easy-going by nature.

Shinichiro Tamaki. Was applying for college but never was accepted. Ill-tempered, rash, impulsive, and boastful. Can't pilot Knightmares well, and isn't great at fighting. No great mind either. If his brain waves worked half as well as his sound waves, he would be the smartest man on Earth. Cannon fodder.

Zero smiled. Too easy.

Minami turned on the TV. "So how do things look at the sight?"

Everyone turned to the screen. A female reporter stood in front of a large hotel surrounded by a lake, which was surrounded by the Britannian military.

Lake Kawaguchi? Impossible. Isn't that where...

Zero watched the screen intensely.

"The hotel-jackers have identified themselves as the 'Japanese Liberation Front'. and have taken members of the-"

The Elevens watched the screen in disbelief. Little gasps and 'what?'s were heard but nobody said anything.

"-as well as several tourists who happened to be there. This is footage taken by the perpetrators."

A shot of several dozen hostages sitting on the floor moved across the screen. Their hands were behind their heads as uniformed Elevens stood around them, their rifles pointing straight them. As the footage moved to cover Chairman James, Zero made out the figures of Milly, Nina, Shirley, and a dash of green hair behind an overweight man.

That witch! Lelouch felt himself sweat. This newborn baby of his, it wasn't ready yet, but he couldn't leave that witch where Britannians could get their hands on her. Even learn of him. He had to do something.

The Lake Kawaguchi Food Storage Room...

C.C. glared at the fat man. He needed a bath and was crying like a little boy, looking for his mummy. All around people were clutching on to each other in terror, scared of the fearful atmosphere more than they were of the Elevens. She could bust her way out of here, but that would just draw attention to her.

"I am Kusakabe of the Japan Liberation Front." An overweight bearded Japanese flanked by two armed guards appeared in the doorway. C.C. smiled humorlessly. And the big dog appears. "We are taking this stand for the liberation of Japan. You may not be soldiers, but you are still Britannians! You are the ones oppressing us! If you keep quiet, you'll be fine. If you don't..."

Kusakabe let the trailing sentence end on an ominous note, and left.

What a drama queen. C.C. thought airily. She would be fine as long as she could get away when the Britannian military started to swarm in. Or when Cornelia ordered the annihilation of the building. Nearby Nina was in hysterics, as she clutched on painfully to Milly. Shirley sat by, helplessly. But wait...

Where's Mari- Anya?

C.C. looked around for a glimpse of pink hair. She saw another girl with pink hair directly behind her but that wasn't...WAIT! C.C. squinted despite knowing that her eyes had perfect vision. Was that Euphemia? And the boy in the hat next to her...that was Gino! C.C. spotted Anya behind the princess, keeping one hand on the floor in mock collapse, the other touching her jacket pocket. C.C. was sure the girl had a firearm or dagger of some sort hidden in there.

Realization sparked in C.C.'s eyes. They would be here for a while. Cornelia wasn't the type to give in to terrorists, but she wouldn't destroy them by force because Euphemia was here. Now they were just in a stalemate.

C.C. closed her eyes and decided to take a nap.

Back at Zero's Base...

"So they've made their move..." Tamaki commented.

"They're the biggest anti-Britannian force in Japan," Ohgi added to nobody in particular, "and they take pride in that."

"So their pride's been hurt because we killed Clovis when they couldn't?" Minami questioned. Zero looked at him. You mean I killed him...

"Maybe." Ohgi answered.

"I don't know whether to be happy or sad about that." Minami continued. "They're all going to end up getting killed."

Lelouch felt his phone vibrate. He looked at the caller I.D. Rivalz?

Knowing that Rivalz would be telling him about the hotel-jacking, Lelouch quickly switched to voice-mail. He couldn't let Rivalz hear his voice through the amplifier in the mask, nor could he take it off to answer the phone. Besides, he already knew. Lelouch's face jerked in pain.

They're all...going to die.

The G1...

"...All bridges connecting to the hotel except the main one have been destroyed." Dalton reported to Princess Cornelia as images popped up on the large screen. "Approaches from the air and water have failed. There's only one route left from which to develop a hostage rescue plan."

The images of planes and boats were shot down switched to a 3D mapping of the entire complex.

"The main utilities tunnel running right under the hotel. If we use this and destroy the foundation block, we can submerge the hotel." Dalton explained. "Since this tunnel was built to take in supplies as well, a Sutherland should be able to get in it. Even if the enemy has taken precautions, there should be no problem."

Nonette stood up. "I am willing to go in my Knightmare, Viceroy, and carry out this mission."

"Very well. Don't fail."

"Of course not, My Lord."

In the tunnel...

Hmph! Piece of cake. What can these Elevens do anyways?

Nonette was feeling very cocky. Not only would this mission be easy, she would definitely be rewarded for saving Princess Euphemia. And while being recorded by the press as the 'Great Nonette, Knight of Nine', she would gain fame, world reknown, and much admiration.

"Launching in ten...nine...eight...seven...six...five...four...three...two...one...LAUNCH!"

That familiar feeling of pre-battle adrenaline surged through her body. Nonette tossed her olive hair back and pulled the lever. Her Knightmare shot out towards enemy territory. As they traveled deeper within the shaft, Nonette's screen showed some sort of mechanism up ahead.

"I think they've got anti-Knightmare rifles." she said to the two rookies she had brought along for training. "Spread out and break through them!"

But suddenly, a missile, moving at twice the normal speed of a Knightmare trajectory, was fired towards them.

"What?" Nonette cried out in disbelief as her two trainees were destroyed within seconds, and the closed shaft prevented them from ejecting far enough. "Why you!"

But her Knightmare was clipped as well. Nonette felt herself being crushed by her Knightmare as it collapsed. Impossible. I can't die here...

Back at the G1...

"Wiped out?" Dalton repeated, angrily.

"It looks like they've modified a Glascow into a linear cannon!" George, the squad overseer, reported.

"So there's no way we can break through it?" Darlton asked in complete disbelief.

"What do we do?" George asked. "If we release the political prisoners like they demand..."

"We can't show weakness to these terrorists!" Cornelia cut in, furiously. Guilford leaned in close. "But Lord Weinberg and Princess Euphemia..."

"I know!" Cornelia gritted her teeth in frustration. Her poor little sister...

"They shouldn't have figured it out yet." Dalton said, consoling Cornelia in the only way he could. "If they knew that Princess Euphemia is among the hostages, they'd be sure to use her as a bargaining chip. She was just there as an observer, so her name wouldn't be on any list. So long as Lord Weinberg keeps his cool..."

In the Homeland...

Monica Kruszewski looked around before opening her scrap book. Despite being a Knight of the Round, she still feared that some stupid servant would come bumbling in the saferoom and discover her secret. Inside she flipped over pictures of her mother. The pictures were old...still in black and white. Her mother...she was so pretty and regal. Monica knew they looked exactly the same, but her mother had always maintained an air of royalty, while she seemed weak and demure.

Not that I remember Mother at all...

Bitter anger and frustration washed over her. She closed her eyes and counted to ten while picturing Gino's smiling face. Her body immediately calmed down. Monica managed to resume that same old dumb smile she kept painted to her face at all times.

Suddenly a servant walked by with a pot of geraniums. Without a second thought, Monica pulled out her dagger and was upon the poor girl before the pot had even touched the ground.

Her housekeeper came running in a few moments later. She looked at the scene with calm eyes, as though this was an everyday ritual. The garden girl's entire body and face with mutilated with blood and pus. Inside, Monica was closing the saferoom as she slid a picture into her uniform. She walked out.

"Make sure you get the blood out of the carpet." Monica informed Jahana, casually. "It looks nasty against the baby blue decor."

Then humming happily, Monica walked down to her room. With her door locked, she could study the picture once again, in peace. Her mother was dressed in an old-fashioned dress and straw hat. They looked so similar; the two could pass as twins if you overlooked the age barrier and her mother's air of noble birth. She sat on a plush chair and seemed to be smiling. And next to her mother...her father.

By the lake...

"Can't the A.S.E.E.C. help out with the rescue operation?" Suzaku asked Lloyd, as the scientist skipped rocks across the shining surface of the clear lake.

"I asked them," Lloyed replied, dejectedly. "But we're an irregular unit with a different chain of command. Besides..."

"They can't entrust the operation to an Eleven, right?" Suzaku finished quietly.

"Princess Cornelia is very discriminating between Britannians and Numbers." Lloyed explained.

"We're still not accepted." Suzaku said, his face twisting at the bitter truth in those words.

"But then what's the point of even having the honorary Britannian system?" Cecile asked.

"To make the oppressed fool themselves into thinking they can live normally." Suzaku answered. He looked up at the sky. Normally...

In Zero's office on the second floor...

Lelouch heard the chatter of the Elevens below as they sorted out their belongings, without a care about the Britannians trapped with the hotel, or their fellow Japanese that were doomed to die.

This is what years of oppression and futile fighting does to people. They lose their humanity, their compassion...all these terrorists, it's always about trying to make a niche for themselves, despite all the lives they sacrifice...In my regime...I know I will have to sacrifice the lives of others, but I will do so as to honor them and not let their sacrifice go to waste. I would change the world.

"She was just sightseeing! She's still a student, but what do those terrorists care? I won't forgive them!"

Lelouch turned to the news on his laptop, as he recognized the man on T.V. from some of Shirley's photos. So this is Shirley's father...

"Is Shirl-is my daughter alright? She hasn't done anything wrong!"

We didn't do anything wrong either, Nunnally and I. We too were victims of pointless battles, of struggles for power. Which is why, I have chosen to fight against Britannia's way-of-life. I will fight to end this need to fight that has hurt everybody and helped none. But we still need organization if we're to fight Britannia. But this is too soon! But we can't just do nothing either...Knowing Cornelia, she'll just sacrifice the hostages!

Suddenly it dawned on him.

Huh! Then why doesn't she move? Is it possible?

Memories of his second favorite sister from childhood flooded Lelouch's mind, before he clamped a firm hold. The door to his room had opened.

"Zero."

It was Kallen. Her voice was soft and slightly defeated, very uncharacteristic of her. But then again, she might have viewed Milly and the others as friends...

"What will happen to the hostages?" she asked, as she stepped in further.

Zero pushed the mute button. Without turning around, he answered her, Eventually, the Japan Liberation Front or Princess Cornelia will have no reason to keep the hostages alive."

"Yeah. You're right." Kallen hugged a green pillow close to her. The thought of the annoying, but nevertheless innocent girls from the Student Council being killed in this struggle...

"Hey Zero! Should I hand these out to everyone?" Ohgi's voice came from the hall. He walked in with a large cardboard box. Lelouch knew what they contained. He had had those custom-made according to each person's size. "I mean they look cool and all, but we're just a resistance group...so..."

"Wrong!" Zero turned around, rapidly. Ohgi's mouth hung open as his brain digested what he just heard. "We're not a resistance group."

"Then what are we?" Ohgi asked, confused.

"What we are..." Zero answered as he stood up. His right hand clamped into a fist. "What we are trying to be...are KNIGHTS OF JUSTICE!"

Well, how was it? Did you like? Can't wait for Part 2? Enjoy the little section on Monica? Don't forget to review!

Anyways, I will now announce the poll results of last week. *Drum Roll* So the lovely lady joining in the next orgy of my next one-shot will be...Euphemia li Britannia by majority vote. And I'll say that I'm glad you guys chose her over Kaguya because getting into Kaguya's character while having sex...that's a little hard. Oh and the other portion of it was that Gino would join the Black Knights but not date Euphie. :( Darn it. I really liked the idea. But oh well, WARNING: there will still be much flirtages between the two. Oh, and I'm still not posting the next one-shot until I get at least 15 reviews (I have 12 right now), so go REVIEW! :P

Oh, and a new reader recently asked me about my plans for Schneizel. And to be honest, I haven't given him much thought. I have Euphie and Corny and the KotR and Lulu's lives all planned out, but not his. Now here's what I say. Schneizel would make an excellent nemesis. I want him as Lelouch's enemy, but also as Lelouch's somewhat caring but also cold and calculating brother. So the poll this week is about Schneizel's future. Go vote.