You have absolutely no idea how much fun I had writing laid back drunk Charles, I kinda just wanna write a story about him and Nunnally hanging out comparing kills
The thing about V.V. is while immortal he was only technically sixty and he spent most of his time playing spider, he never really had to deal with the reality of chaos, that is how my son routed him so swiftly in those early days-Former Emperor Charles zi Britannia
Air Battleship Dreadnought above the Vermilion Forbidden City October 17 2019 A.T.B.
Lelouch was really not looking forward to this conversation, two years ago the idea of talking to his father civilly would have been about as ridiculous as...Lelouch being declared crown prince. As things stood now with the truth out on what had actually happened and why things had gone the way they did he nurtured a begrudging fondness for the wily old bastard, Nunnally on the other hand talked to him regularlly on the phone to tell him about her day. Apparently the Emperor looked forward to the calls and thoroughly enjoyed them where Nunnally loved getting her father's advice because it usually boiled down to ,"Kill them", "Break them", "Extort them", or a combination of the three.
There was the caveat, the Emperor's primary contact with humanity since his lifes goals fell apart and he started going down hill was Nunnally, cringing he hit the dial key. A minute later Charles zi Britannia appeared on the screen, he looked regal as ever but their was a hint of mischief in his face as he eyed his son, smirking he said,
"So I hear ya got into C.C.'s pants, atta boy son tried to do that for twenty years, never gave me the time of day." Grimacing Lelouch silently wondered if he didn't actually miss the old megalomaniac version of his old man, sighing he said
"Hi dad, I shudder to think how you found this out but yes she's taken to being my consort, thats no-" Charles barked out a laugh and interrupted the prince,
"So is she crazy in the sack? I always wondered that, mystery of the unknown and all." Closing his eyes and counting to ten Lelouch released the breath he had been holding,
"You've been drinking Absinthe again haven't you?" Charles face fell as he shifted his eyes around a bit,
"No! Well...maybe...kinda...yes..." Holding his face in his hands Lelouch simply thought 'Fuck it',
"Yes dad she's crazy in the sack and I can barely keep up with satisfying her and my wife, does that appease you?" Charles laughed as he fist bumped the monitor, 'Why me? What did I do to deserve this?', as his dad poured himself another glass of the green goblin Lelouch tried to get him back on track. "Dad I was wondering if you reviewed my plans for the invasion of the Mother Isles?" Eyebrows knitting in concentration the Emperor looked thoughtful for a moment then shrugged,
"Sure, totes go for it, you taking Nuni with you? Tell her not to be a stranger or she'll get booted out of the raid group." Now officially sure he had lost his fucking mind and was in fact locked in a psyche ward imagining this shit Lelouch sobbed,
"You need a fucking hobby old man," nodding knowingly he took a sip and responded with,
"Thats what your mother keeps telling me, why I'm playing that game with Nunnally, she's trying to help me get my tier set, damn shammy gear keeps dropping." Lelouch held his head taking deep breaths trying not to hyperventilate, he was counting to sixty while Charles described his class when something clicked.
"What do you mean thats what my mother says, she's dead!" Looking slightly evasive Charles hid his mouth behind the glass and muttered,
"Yes yes, of course, ahem well I'll give Cornelia command of the third fleet and Shneizal the sixth, they're both chomping at the bit to kick the Eurotrash off our real estate, go ahead and confer with them I'll talk to you later son my yoga instructor is here", and with that the vid disconnected. Lelouch broke two years of sobriety as he reached into his desk and downed the bottle of brandy in one pull, dropping the empty container in the wastebasket he proceeded to bang his head against the desk until the strong liquor kicked in.
"I'm adopted, I have to be fucking adopted."
Atlantic Ocean Approaching the British Isles October 30, 2019 A.T.B.
Cornellia smiled viciously as she stood on the deck of the massive carrier battleship plowing its way through the surf, soon, soon they'd take their homeland back and the Humiliation of Edinburgh would be vindicated. It was one of the few points all her siblings including the prone to violence vi Brittania's could agree with, those islands where theirs and they weren't about to ask for them nicely. Shifting a glance to the dozen's of flight equipped Vincent Command and Ward models being loaded on catapults next to their Gareth cousins she had to resist the urge to cackle, while cathartic maniacal laughter was only for when you were terrifying your foes, not your subordinates.
"Kinda wish Tohdoh was here," she mumbled, THERE was a man who could appreciate a good cackle so long as it was in private quarters, smiling again for a completely different reason she pulled her field glasses out of her pocket and observed the other ships of her fleet. While airships where in fact the way of the future these vessels still had value, for starters they didn't explode the second their shields gave out, always a plus. As she mused the benefit to cost ratio of making her flagship into a flying fortress Guilford walked up beside her,
"Your highness, its time," Chuckling she shoved the glasses back in her pocket as she stalked towards her dark violet Knightmare, splitting off from her Knight she climbed into the cockpit and started her pre-flight check. Her Vincent had been a special present from her sister in law, equipped with the same slash harken/blaze luminous used by the Lancelot it also sported a pair of hip mounted hadron cannons as well as a copy of the Albion's variable VARIS rifle. It truly was her most favorite thing. Clicking to her command channel she couldn't help but smile,
"My men, today is a day we've been dreaming of for one hundred and fifty seven years, today we take back our true motherland, our Isles, they know we are coming, they are prepared for us and they know we want blood. They are dug into their little fortifications cowering at the sight of the glorious might of our Holy Empire! Today, make them remember the day that the British took back their home!" With that endless flights of knightmares, bombers, and interceptors took to the sky, as they cleared the firing lane the battleships and missile cruisers opened up with all they had. As Cornelia charged forward she watched the first of the ordnance tear into the lines of Panzer Hummels.
"ALL HAIL BRITANNIA!" Was screamed across all channels as Schneizal's force approached 90 degrees from her troops position, as they neared the shore a snarled cry she belatedly realized was Lelouch roared out "No one provokes Britannia with impunity, FOR EUPHEMIA!" and hundreds of beams of energy fell from the heavens destroying the artillary positions dug into the cliffs. So thus began the seige of the European Union.
Air Battleship Dreadnought
There was few things about her heritage that truly grated on Luluka, the Humiliation of Edinburgh happened to be one of those things, the problem being Luluka was a Britannian, and they did not take insults lightly. Sure it was damn near two centuries ago but the whole injustice of what had happened to Britain infuriated her, the nation she descended from had long stayed out of other peoples wars by manipulating the idiots to fight each other and ignore them. It was a smart tactic, then fucking Nepoleon happened, he would have been routed at Trafalgar too the man was absolutely hopeless on the sea, the sea was Great Britain's domain, then the son of a bitch had Nelson assassinated.
"Pay backs a bitch buckos" she muttered as she ordered another salvo of fire on the scattering armor below, the anti-air fire was ineffectual, her fleets shields and CIWS systems swatting everything out of the air. Seeing a hole open in the line she ordered a detachment of her new Panzer force to drop in and use their superior armor to withstand the potshots from the infantry as they broke deeper through the ranks, as if on queue the lines shattered and attempted to run only to be gunned down, unknowingly echoing her brother she whispered, "Dance puppets dance."
On the ground
The Euro Turncoat Army as they'd taken to calling themselves smashed through their former comrades with zeal, nothing motivated quite like remembering you were currently supposed to be a fucking radioactive stain on the outskirts of a dead city. Timeo LeBeau expertly drove his Panzer through a crumbling building wall, the black and silver tank from hell not even slowing as it ran over the men hiding behind it.
Snapping his main cannons up he laid suppressing fire on a group of tanks moving to flank their position, they fell almost instantly. Grinning to himself he couldn't help what he always felt on the battlefield, superiority, with that he kicked on the air glide system to do a brief jump over an AA nest as he dropped a pair of missiles into the fortification, touching down he searched for more targets.
Around the corner
Nunnally scoured the area clean of armor with a blast of her hand baryon cannon, swinging her new spear expertly she sliced the legs out from a trio of panzers as she activated her wings and sprayed the remainder with energy darts. Cackling maniacally over open channels she charged the European version of a G1 and stabbed the violet glowing Gungnir through the bridge, with a twist she rended the entire deck open, firing a baryon pulse through the hole she flew away as the land battlship exploded. Landing daintily on top of a pile of destroyed knightmares she observed the battleground,
"More, I need more," she laughed as she kicked off the ground and charged further into the battle, a rabid wolf among sheep.
In the thick of it
Kallen had been fighting beside Suzaku for years, they worked like a well oiled machine, she kicked a tank over as he impaled it with a sword, he wrapped a panzer with a slash harken and she clawed its cockpit off. A group of nearly twenty panzer's rolled around the corner and as one they both activated their wings spraying the group with energy darts, killing them all instantly, wings still active they rushed forward slamming through the derelict units.
Landing before the main command base Kallen spread the Gurens claw wide and blasted the entire thing with a concentrated radiation wave while Suzaku flew directly outside of its reach cleaving any loose knightmares in half. As the base exploded Kallen rushed forward and slashed the fleeing VIP VTOL in half sending the base commander to his death into the side of a building, as they stood their amongst the ruins Nunnally landed beside her siblings. As they watched the enemy army collapse around them, they all raised their weapons in victory, it would not be the last.
The King Piece
Lelouch fired his hadron cannons at the approaching enemy fighters, they all exploded instantly and peppered the surrounding city with flaming debris, while he calibrated the next attack C.C. piloted the Gawain towards one of the two remaining AA nests, she fired all ten slash harkens demolishing the facility, looking to the east they could see Cornelia's forces breach the seaside bulwark as VARIS and hadron blasts tore through the defenders. Shaking her head slowly she muttered,
"I can't believe it...they'd never waste these many forces on a faint, they really expected us to hit Russia...oh hell thats why we nuked Siberia isen't it?" Grinning viciously her boyfriend chuckled lightly,
"Indeed, and then I nuked the reinforcments they sent, I honestly don't know whats going to run out first, idiot generals or my missiles." Smiling ruefully she piloted the Gawain towards their three Ninth generation Knightmares, they seemed a bit lost which wasn't surprising, they were warriors and there was nothing worthwhile left to fight. As they landed the three units saluted in unison, it was unnecessary but it was also their choice, before he could say anything a black and silver Panzer peeled around the corner, a murmured "merde" was transmitted from the machine. It rolled forward and the image of General Santiago's second in command popped up,
"This...this is what you would have done to us if we'd refused surrender...isn't it?" Keeping silent the three frames turned to the Gawain, sighing Lelouch said,
"Yes, this is what we're capable of." There was dead silence from the other machine, then a light chuckle was heard,
"So...who do I have to kiss to get one of those Gareths?"
Air Battleship Dreadnought
Nunnally was druuunk, she couldn't help but indulging, their victory had been swift and complete, soon the entirety of Scotland would be under Britannian control and they could move on to the rest of the isles, she poked her head into her Nii-san's room but he was snogging Kallen and C.C. so he'd be no fun, looking for Luluka she eventually found her hiding in a lavatory trying to hide the cigar she was smoking. She wouldn't nark on her their implants actually filtered that crap out to the fetus, Suzaku was just too old school to believe it, wandering around she felt her cellphone vibrating, pulling it out and seeing who it was she excitedly flipped it open and squealed,
"Hey daddy! Guess what I killed today! Oh shit yeah a ton of 'em!"
I should have probably added a bit more to this but I had so much old gods damned fun writing Charles that nothing else really added up to it, hope the battle scenes made sense I was trying to show multiple angles of the same battle at once. Ah well, good news I'm still having fun so another update in the near future!
