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Total times this chapter was rewritten – 10plus!
There is a theory that V.V. owned teleporting powers and that was what he used to get Suzaku, Euphie, Kallen and Lelouch to Kaminejima (SP?) island. I am going to assume that it's true here. Sorry for any confusions this may cause.
Chapter 25 – Slice of Kidnapping
C.C. was having a dream. Well, it was more something of a flashback than a dream, really. She was dreaming of the first time she had kissed Lelouch.
She was visiting Marianne at that time...
"Miss, could you please remove your sunglasses?" the security guard asked her.
C.C. lowered her sunglasses until they were at the tip of her nose. If the guards thought the sight of a sixteen year old girl looking for the empress and driving a sleek sports car strange, they did not say anything.
The guard compared her appearance to her ID pass then handed it back to her and waved her through.
She parked her car around the back and caught V.V. on the back steps huffing like a child. The current leader of the Geass Directorate climbed out with an amused grin, "V.V."
V.V. glared and observed his nails as if it was perfectly normal for him to be there.
"I assume the maids chucked you out again?" C.C. asked as she locked her car.
"No." V.V. tossed his unreasonably long hair and she laughed at his obvious lie. V.V.'s youthful appearance always caused confusion with Marianne's maids who always assumed he was a trespassing child playing around in the wrong place, rather than the empress' brother-in-law – and since he could not reveal that bit of information and was pretty much un-chaperoned, it did not help resolve the misunderstanding he kept having with the maids.
C.C., thankfully, was more mature looking and was over often enough for maids to recognise her as Marianne's friend.
"What are you here for?" C.C. asked, starting up the stairs.
"I was only here to see the baby." V.V. replied.
"Aa," C.C. responded, "Jealous?"
"Of what?"
"The attention baby Lelouch is getting from the emperor."
"Nonsense."
She smiled wryly. Lelouch was Charles's and his precious Marianne's first child after all, so the recent months had him coming over to visit his most beloved wife more often than he usually did. Naturally, V.V. had come today to see what the big fuss about Lelouch was since it made his brother spend even less time with him than before.
"Come on, I'll persuade the maids to let you in."
"I don't need your help." V.V. said in a rather annoyed fashion but followed her up the steps anyway.
He ended up bumping into her frozen back. "What are you..." he saw her eyes trailed away and stare at the grocery van parked further down the back of the large building. His own eyes followed.
The deliverymen came out of one of the back doors, caps pulled low and a bundle in the arms of the one of them. No maids came to thank them for the delivery or to see them off the property like they were meant to.
"Marianne's security is slipping," C.C. commented, gold eyes pinned on the bundle the man carried in his arms.
She narrowed her eyes. There was a flash of black hair in the bundle and then the men noticed her watching them. They froze.
Two ticks of the second hand.
And they bolted for the van.
"The baby!" C.C. shouted and vaulted over the stair's railings. She landed in a run and sped across the gravel for the van. One of the kidnappers, the last one to emerge from the house, blocked her way and caught her arm as she tried to shove past him.
She spun around and smashed her fist into the man's face. He cried in pain and his fingers gripping her arm loosened. Not enough though.
She brought knee up and connected it to his family jewels. V.V. winced from afar as the man let go of the witch in favour of doubling over and C.C. helped him get closer to the floor by bringing her foot up and slamming in onto his back so hard that he went face first into the gravel.
Decades of life had taught C.C. how to defend herself it seemed.
She turned around and was horrified to see the van starting to move away. She whipped the keys from her pocket and flung it at the blonde boy she left on the steps. "Get the car!"
"Which bit of my legs look long enough to reach the pedals?!" V.V. shouted back but she did not hear him as she rocketed across the gravel and threw herself into the back of the van before the doors closed.
"Stupid pizza-butt." He muttered and glared at the sports car at the bottom of the steps. He would need cushions... and gigantic platform shoes.
The kidnappers in the back of the van with her stared at her in shock as the van took off. Lelouch the baby woke up from his sleep and stared at the man whose arms he was in, trying to figure out who he was – when did mother grew hair on her face?
Then the van's occupants heard the security guards outside screaming for them to stop, followed by the crashing noise of the van thundering through the security point and crashing through the barrier. Lelouch cried for his mother.
His cry was like the cue for them to move.
The man holding the baby immediately distanced himself from the van's backdoors and tried to hush the child in his arms whilst the other two men in the back with him pounced at once.
The van was cramped but C.C. managed to get off the floor and became the walls of the van to dodge the two men before they got to her.
Smoothly, she leaped and descended. With all her weight, she crashed elbow-first into the spine of the men now lying on top of one another. There was a cry of pain and a scramble to get the witch off their back. The third occupant, the one charged with holding the baby, moved in with his gun. C.C. rolled until her entire weight was on the man heap and kicked upwards to knock the aimed gun away from her. The bullet went to the ceiling and pierced the top of the van.
Mr. Gun aimed quickly again and she kicked at his hand. Hissing, he kept aiming for her, her head, her chest, her heart, her accursed legs, her arms, her pelvis, anything! She kept up her fancy footwork and knocked his hand and aim off with every attempt. In a matter of seconds she managed to kick away a dozen aiming attempts before the men underneath her finally heaved her off and Mr. Gun accidentally shot one of his accomplices in the shoulder.
The baby howled louder at the gunshot then sneezed. Mucus flew forward and splattered like bird droppings on his kidnapper's shirt.
The witch the moment for Mr. Gun to look down with distaste at his shirt, and shot forward to tackle the two other men head first. Disoriented from the gun-wound and still not on a proper footing, the men crashed into the closed doors at the back of the van.
Cheek pressed against the surprised men, C.C. reached for the handle and one of the doors flung open. She didn't think twice nor allow the two men time to even twitch as she pushed them straight out the back of the moving vehicle, bracing her hands against the still closed door so she wouldn't follow them in their journey to greet the tarmac.
Seeing his companions conquered so easily, the remaining kidnapper levelled his gun again.
In such a closed space the kidnapper shot three times and with each Lelouch's wailing went louder. C.C. dodged the first two bullets and hissed when the third skimmed the surface of her shoulder and took strands of green hair with it.
She jumped forward and caught the man's arm, wrestling it so it pointed away from her and to the roof. There were a few more shots but they merely blasted bullet holes on the van's roof.
She detached a hand long enough to deliver a punch at one of the man's eye sockets and as he howled in pain, she slammed his gun hand into the van's wall repeatedly until the deadly weapon fell from his grip.
C.C. kicked backwards and kicked the gun as it descended to the floor.
TACK
The black weapon bounced off her heel, flipped back up through the air and landed neatly in her hand.
Savagely, she shoved the barrel into the man's mouth while he was still crying in pain from his black-eye.
"Give me the baby," she said, coldly and calmly – finger poised to shoot a bullet right into the man's head. Lelouch bawled like a possessed demon.
The man coughed into the gun's barrel as he choked on his own spit. Sweat rolled down the side of his face and it took him two whole minutes to shakily hand the baby over.
"Good." She stated as her slowly backed away with Lelouch still crying in her arms.
Suddenly the ignored driver of the van flung a gun back and the man she was pointing the gun at caught it.
C.C. cursed and jumped.
She sailed right out of the back of the speeding van, her arms wrapped about Lelouch and pressed him to her chest as she curled about him protectively.
She twisted mid-air so they would landed on her back and when the ground finally came, she cried out as the impacted the tarmac and felt pain shoot through her back and up her spine.
Lelouch cried louder as she fought her reflexes from jerking in response to the pain. Her arm snapped clean in half as she rolled immediately after impact. The rest was confusion and she couldn't remember any of it – C.C. always did wonder if she died during that moment in time or if she simply had blacked-out.
When she was aware of her surroundings again, the first thing she knew was V.V.'s face peering down at her recovering broken body and Lelouch's irritating screams on her stomach. She did not have to look down to know that the front of her shirt was now covered with baby snot and tears.
"You look terrible," V.V. remarked as she uncurled from the baby and sat up to check the child for injuries.
Lelouch was safe – that at least was good news, because Marianne would have murdered her endlessly if anything had happened to the boy. And though C.C. was immune to death, being ran over by a Knightmare frame multiple times hurts like hell and she knew the twisted empress could and would do it all while holding pizza hostage or something.
"How long was I out?"
"A few minutes, I think."
"Where's the car?"
"Why do I need to drive when I can teleport?" V.V. asked though C.C. did notice giant platform shoes on the blonde's feet – obviously he tried to work the car but gave up once he realised he could simply teleport instead.
Lelouch was still crying like a demon and C.C. wiped his messy face with her sleeve. Marianne owed her a new shirt.
"Where are the kidnappers?" she asked, her attention still focused solely on the baby as she bounced and swayed him gently in hope to calm him down.
"Further down the road. They stopped when they saw you fall out with Lelouch. I think they were in shock but they should turn around to come at us again, now that they see you're still alive."
Lelouch wasn't going to be soothed by swaying and rocking alone. He was hungry, disturbed from his beauty nap and wanted his rattle, dammit!
Clueless as to how to deal with the child, C.C. dealt with him the same way that could shut most men up. She kissed him.
She ignored the baby snot collected on his upper lip and pressed her lips hard against his until the baby was too curious about this new action that he stopped his crying to stare at her up-close face.
V.V. only had one word to say when C.C. drew back from the quiet baby. "Ew."
Lelouch the baby blinked at the sudden lack of pressure on his mouth then laughed.
There was a squealing of tires on tarmac and both immortals looked up to see the delivery van whizzing towards them. C.C. shot up, Lelouch let out a cry in alarm at the sudden movement, and the witch grabbed blondie by his hair and ran.
The three barely dove out of the way in time when the van rocketed past, barely millimetres from their heels and V.V.'s insanely long hair.
There was a screeching of brakes as the car screamed to a halt and the back door open to reveal Mr. Gun now sporting a machine gun. How the hell had they manage to sneak that past the security gates of Marianne's palace?
"You better pay me back for this in the future, you stupid kid." C.C. hissed at the baby and tossed the baby into V.V.'s confused hands before diving forward.
The bullets came like locust descending on a new harvest - Hungry, plentiful and fast.
It was over as soon as it had begun and C.C. fell backwards, dead, bloody and bullet ridden. Miraculously, not a single bullet had passed through her body and the two people she was shielding were never harmed in the slightest (mental scarring not counting, of course). V.V. caught her mid-descent and they were gone the next second.
It was V.V.'s voice woke her up. "This is stupid, Charles would rather spend time with this demon than with me?!" V.V. complained loudly.
C.C. unpeeled herself from the floor and V.V. was tempted to throw the baby (now gagged because blondie couldn't bear the constant crying and the noise would attract maids who would be horrified to find the nursery's floor soaked with C.C.'s blood) to her but then thought better of it because he had slaved over just changing the young prince's clothes and he was not going to get them dirty again. One had never seen such an uncooperative baby and this thought was coming from the same immortal that had dealt with baby Schneizel!
"You could have cleaned me up," C.C. remarked as she came close enough to examine the child without touching him.
"I dug out all the bullets from your body and that's help enough for you." V.V. snapped, fingers pointing towards the metal pieces scattered about the bloody floor. Lelouch thrashed in the immortal's hands and V.V. wished he;d never come to visit at all. "Shut him up, please."
C.C. raised an eyebrow, "as you wish." She leant over V.V.'s arms, swiftly removed the gag and stole Lelouch's second kiss.
The result was immediate.
V.V. rolled his eyes, "He's going to become a womanizer when he grows up."
C.C. removed her head and Lelouch giggled. She allowed a smile to cross her face.
Back in present day, C.C.'s dream was interrupted by Lelouch's complaints about the stench of pizza in his bedroom.
She yawned, "Welcome home, Lelouch. How was school?"
"Horrid, I got an F in Physics homework because you changed all my answers," he said with a glare.
She closed her eyes and rolled back under the blankets, "You were cuter as a baby." She muttered.
END OF CHAPTER 25
This is the stuff you get if you feed me countless fizzy drinks, put Hitomi no Tsubasa on repeat, tempt me with ONE scene of C.C. holding a guy against the wall with her foot, give me lack of C.C. kicking butt action in the rest of the show and a freezing train station with a delayed train.
Twilight: Unfortunately, I'm no longer accepting ideas, requests or word prompts. Maybe the sequel, neh?
Crissaegrim07: I don't know how many more. Chapters there is to this fic. At the minute I'm guessing 2-3 more chapters to go (ending included). Play? Hm…. I think I've read the idea somewhere already but maybe in the sequel?
Lulu-sama: I adore XingKe and am a fully converted fangirl now (from Lelouch to XingKe) though I still love Lelouch too…. Just XingKe more.
Nikki: I was going to make him dance with her but then thought better of it because it'll be too similar to this other collab fic I've done which had them dancing.
KiKi Hayashi