Code Geass Belongs Ichirō Ōkouchiand Gorō Taniguchi while Honkai Impact Belongs to miHoYo
Chapter 1
The Apostles' Quest
Area 11
Formerly Japan
Tokyo Settlement
In the local casino two men were in a secluded room seated on different sides of a chess board, overseen by two guards in basic black suits. The man controlling the white pieces was a noble dressed in a high quality white silk shirt and pants, but the most noticeable feature was his red and gold overcoat. At the moment he was calmly doing his nails with a gold nail file while a cocky smirk decorated his face.
The man using the black pieces was obviously a commoner dressed in a simple white long sleeve shirt and black pants and vest. His entire body was the perfect description of someone that was way out of their league. A plasma screen television played the latest news broadcast of recent terrorist activity in the back before being turned off by one of the guards as he faced the commoner.
"You're out of time. From now on you must make your moves every twenty seconds." The guard's voice was calm and indifferent, but if carried an underlying hint of satisfaction of the noble winning.
"Very well, I'm game."The nobleman smirked as his opponent's former expression of hopelessness turned into one of desperation.
The door in the back of the room opened revealing shadowed figures of three teenagers, each about seventeen years old, standing in the hallway before slowly stepping into the room with practiced grace.
All three were dressed in the male uniform of the prestigious Ashford Academy. The uniform consisted of a black long sleeve jacket with gold trimmings, black dress pants, and black shoes. The woman's jacket had been altered to accommodate her modest bust.
The teen on the left was a blue haired boy with tam skin and sparkling grey eyes. He wore a white riding helmet, red ridding gloves , and red goggles.
The figure to his left was a girl with incredibly pale skin, long ebony hair that reached her mid back, wearing black gloves that disappeared into her clothing; the most noticeable featured about this girl was the pure amethyst eyes that appeared to be glowing.
"Oh thank the heavens! You made it. How is school?" The elderly man gazed at the girl as though she was an angel of mercy. He eagerly stood and stepped away from his seat to make room for his savior.
"Your substitute is a school girl?" The nobleman scoffed at the ridiculous scene before him.
"All is well." The girl spoke with an aura of complete confidence. "Of course there is the issue of yesterday's due."
"It will be transferred to your account with the late fee as agreed upon." The man sounded more and more anxious with each word despite the relieved expression on his face.
"Wow! You've got to be kidding me? I don't think that there is any way out of one." The blue haired boy exclaimed as he made a quick study of the board as proceeded to remove his helmet.
"Rivalz, how long do you think it will take to be back in time for our next class?"
The blue haired boy's, now identified as Rivalz, face scrunched as he did the calculations in his head. "I'd say about twenty minutes if we bust our hump."
"That's sounds like plenty of time, and please do try and drive safely once we are done." The girl told the boy with a confidant tone, and a smirk on her face.
What! But you only have twenty seconds to move." The noble couldn't believe what was hearing. Such a claim was ridiculous; there was no possible chance of victory for her.
" As I said before plenty of time." She proceeded to pick up the black king.
"Ha. You start with the king." The noble mocked while attempting to read his opponent. The girl merely smiled but her eyes could be compared with those of a powerful general.
She could already see all the moves her opponent had left. This game wouldn't take longer than three minutes, but she did love drawing out matches. Watching the parasites squirm as their victory was stolen by a mere commoner. If only they knew the truth, but where would the fun be in that.
10 minutes later
The sound if the expensive nail file hitting the ground resonated within the entire room as the noble stared open mouthed at the chess board. Standing in solitude on the board was the black king unopposed by any form of white. The three teenagers were leaving as they had entered. Their employer praised the girl without restraint as she left. "You truly are an angel. Bless you. Thank You. "
"Just who was that?" The noble refused that he was defeated by some common Britannian school kid. There had to be some mistake. that girl couldn't have beaten him. It just wasn't possible.
"That is the most dangerous commoner you will ever meet, Lucia Lamperouge."
At around the same time
Ashford Academy
It was time for lunch at the academy the students were either eating in the classrooms or outside in the common areas. At the moment three girls were sitting atop three stone pillars about three feet tall with a bento box and a handkerchief on their laps. They were all dressed in the academy's girls uniform. A yellow jacket with gold trimmings over a clean white shirt and a black skirt. White knee high stockings led to shiny black shoes. To finish it off was a green tie embellished with the Ashford family's crest a golden Fleur-de-Lys while it could be found on the collars of the male uniform.
The oldest of the three was easy recognize as the principle's daughter, heir of the Ashford family, and student body president, Milly Ashford. She was a teenager of eighteen years old with shoulder length blonde wavy hair that curled at the bottom. You could constantly see plans forming in her dark blue eyes for different ways to expose someone's secret or when to have another of her crazy festivals. The most prominent part of her that every male committed to memory was her impressive bust and she had no qualms using them to make people nervous.
The second girl was seventeen years old with bright orange hair that went to her mid back and eyes that were a yellowish green. This girl's name is Shirley Fenette a member of the student council as well as a member of the swim team. Timid yet bold she was the constant target of the President despite the many sexual teases.
The final girl was seventeen but was obviously much more shy then either of the other girls, Nina Einstein. Her dark green hair was in two braided pigtails and a pair of glasses framed her indigo eyes. She was the perfect example of a person who'd rather make out with her laptop then make new friends.
"Has anyone seen Lucia or Rivalz lately?" Shirley was always worried about the two of them especially since she knew of the places they went too.
"Hm, well Rivalz's bikes are gone and no one has seen Lucia since the bell rang. I'll give you three guesses." It was one of Milly's favorite pass times; messing with Shirley's emotions and making her blush like a fool.
"Gambling, again! Honestly, she keeps this up she'll have to repeat the year. Lucia may have a brain but she rarely uses it." Shirley has said this many times, even to Lucia 's face, but it never stuck.
"Oh, How I wish my darling Lucia was a responsible young woman. Who knew you swung that way. Guess this means your looking for the right moment to propose to your soulmate."
This comment caused Shirley to nearly drop her fork in embarrassment as a bright red grew on her cheeks. "Madame President." Shirley voice dropped to barely above a whisper, causing Milly to laugh as a familiar thought rang true in her mind. 'Too easy.'
An extravagant room that was the background for many announcements was also the Throne Room for the Viceroy and location for his many parties. At moment it was filled with both high ranking nobles and a full camera crew in what appeared to be an ongoing party.
The nobles were shamelessly flattering their prince. While some were sincere, others did what they could to gain a better foothold in the economy.
"Now students what's this?" Came a female voice causing the Student council to turn around to see a woman in her 20s with slicked back moppy blue hair and blue eyes, wearing a pair of short pants a greyish blue sweater, and underneath it was a white shirt a dark blue necktie, and a jacket with the Ashford academy Fleur-de-Lys, and she was standing in the entrance of the student council room door.
"Professor Einstein!" Shirley called at the eccentric professor.
"Greetings Mrs. Ashford, I came to inform you that classes have started not 10 minutes ago, and with that I bid you farewell." Einstein as she left the room and let out a small chuckle as if she saw the students pale in realization.
Elsewhere.
"Brilliant as always Prince Clovis."
"I bet no one realized that you were speaking directly from a party."
"As the top actor in Area Eleven I must change costumes quickly." The prince allowed a nearby servant to remove his white cloak that symbolized his position as Viceroy, revealing his purple gold trimmed coat that went towards his knees.
"You sound so confident."
"It's all in the performance; the media wants a charismatic prince so that is what they shall receive." It was times like these that Clovis truly loved being a prince.
"Oh come now Prince Clovis our job is to help support you is all your endeavors."
In the shadows of a nearby hallway, a reporter dressed in a navy suite with brown eyes sandy brown hair tied into a pony tail with a long bang styled in the front of his face, his name was Diethard Reid. He was holding a folder with the script and protocol of the announcement that had just been broadcast. "His reign is nothing but a royal sham." He truly hated these people and how corrupt they were, not to mention predictable. His talents were meant for something greater then pasting together the mind numbing preaching of a royal fool.
As if answering his musings a new voice cut through the background noise. A bald overweight man wearing a high rank military uniform known as General Bartley rush into the room and began talking in rushed tones to Prince Clovis.
"A soldier." Diethard could tell it was important as Bartley was Clovis' most trusted officer. But something seemed wrong. But the chances of it actually being interesting were slim to none. "Another appearance, I hope it's not so depressing this time."
"What you fool!" But he had been wrong before.
It was a rarity to see the prince lose his cool, let alone raise his voice. Looks like his prayers had been answered
"The police were informed that it is medical supplies that's all. If we scramble the army will be" The nervous general's sentence was cut off by a furious prince.
"Deploy the royal guard, the knightmares as well." Clovis absently minded announced loud and clear to the entire room. It was clear the party was over. So the nobles made themselves scarce in a dignified manner.
? POV
I couldn't believe this was happening; the plan was perfect and now we're being chased by the military.
"Damn Tamaki, after all the trouble we went through to steal this thing. It's all because he couldn't stick to Nagato's plan and now we have a problem." Nagata pretty much yelled out how I felt. I couldn't help but feel the need to lash out and that incompetent Viceroy's speech was the final straw. "We're not Elevens, we're Japanese."
The truck went wild as Nagata attempted to avoid the shots from the military grade helicopters on our tail. "We can't afford to be caught."
It was time I showed my loyalty to the cause and knock those Britannian grunts off their high horse. "Have you forgotten? That's why I'm here." I took off my hat and the stolen lab coat as I walked to the back towards our secret weapon. I was wearing my normal red sleeveless sweater, red shorts, and black boots. To add a layer of protection without decreasing speed I was also wearing my brown vest, white bell sleeves, and red leg warmers that went to my mid thigh. The uniforms for our organization haven't been completed yet and no one was allowed to wear them since we haven't revealed ourselves yet. I powered up my signature knightmare, a red RPI-11 Glasgow, and gave Nagata the single to open the door.
The back of the truck slowly opened a helicopter was in my sights and I had some frustration to work off. A single slash harken turned the helicopter into nothing more than a flaming piece of scrap metal with the pilot slowly being burned alive, if he wasn't dead yet.
"A knightmare!" The disbelief of one of the pilots rang through air. Did these self righteous bastards think that we were so helpless we couldn't learn how to use one?
"You bastards know full well what this bad ass mother can do!" I sped forward launching one slash harken after the other destroying two more helicopters, but there was something coming closer.
"The rest of you back off, I'll handle this guy." What the hell gives this guy the right to call me a guy? I'm a girl, damn it. I launched a harken in anger only for it to be stopped by another one as a standard purple and red PPI-13 Sutherland dropped down. "I can only imagine you dug that obsolete relic out of some trash heap. An over the mill Glasgow is no match for a Sutherland. Not to mention a filthy Eleven who spurns the compassion of our glorious Emperor." Only one group of people are that proud and not to mention arrogant, the Purist Fraction.
The Sutherland fired multiple bullets from its rifle I barely had enough time to turn, only to have the bastard throw a grenade at me. I made in out mostly unscathed but the left arm of the Glasgow was useless. I have no choice if I don't retreat I'm going to die. The screen flash blue before a white speaker symbol appeared with the words "Sound Only" and Nagata's voice filtered through the speakers.
"Second hand junk!" The Sutherland was quickly closing the distance even though I was gunning it in reverse and it looks like the idiot is trying to ram me, well the arm is useless now. All knightmares are able to disengage their arms and I 'm about to put that feature to good use.
We were about four feet apart when I released the arm the Sutherland shot at it a few times causing it to explode in his face. It didn't do any damage, but it sure as hell was funny. All right time to get out of here.
Lucia was still smirking as he and Rivalz returned to the latter's motorcycle. The noble hadn't even lasted nine minutes - according to Rivalz, he'd made a new record.
Really, though, compared to Schneizel, that man had been a poor sport.
Lucia briefly listened in when Rivalz suggested he challenge which she shot down as fast as he had suggested.
HONK!
"We're gonna die!" Some brief swerving later, and Lucia and Rivalz were parked against the edge of the road, while the truck had crashed inside some abandoned construction. Lucia walked over to observe this, only to be shocked when he suddenly saw a faint glow of energy that reshaped itself into a humanoid form before vanishing. Confused, enraged at the bystanders who had gathered but were doing nothing.
"Hey, are you alright?"
Before Lucia could any thing further, the driver recovered and pulled out of the construction site, causing Lelouch to fall into the truck. A moment later, the truck pulled away, taking Lucia with it.
An observing Rivalz wondered if this counted as hit and run.
Briefly, the truck shuttered from taking gunfire, but Lucia paid that no mind, instead trying to disarm the explosive. Unfortunately, it was sealed too well, and Lucia knew that she didn't have the tools on hand to disable it.
Eventually, the truck came to a halt in a tunnel. Having a hunch as to why, Lucia walked up to the cockpit and found the driver had passed out from his injuries. Hastily, Lucia did what he could to save the man's life, but then the man flipped a switch, opening up the bomb compartment. Gazing outward, Lucia saw a soldier staring at her.
and Lucia unable to do anything was suddenly was shoved to the ground by the soldier who trained his rifle.
"That's enough mindless murder!" shouted the soldier.
"Mindless murder?!" croaked Lucia , dumbfounded at the claim.
"Planning to use poison gas? Don't play dumb with me!" The soldier said as he held
"Get off me!" shouted the former princess, knocking his opponent off him. "You're hardly in the right here! This truck carries toxic metal that was stolen by Britannia from a medical company!"
"Huh?" asked the soldier. Then he got a good look at his opponent's face. "My god..."
"Mindless murder? Then why don't you just obliterate Britannia!" Lucia taunted the soldier, who instantly took off his helmet, revealing his face to Lucia . "Lucia, it's me, Suzaku."
The former princes stared in shock at the boy who's family had fostered him and Nunnally all those years ago. "You...became a Britannian soldier?"
"Yeah. But, wha about-"
"I was dragged here." Said Lucia
Suddenly, the bomb capsule began to move. Acting hastily, Lucia tackled Suzaku, sure to force the latter's gas mask around his friend's face.
Yet what was exposed was not poison gas, but light, and after that faded, a green haired girl.
Both teens wondered what the hell they were looking at.
"Suzaku, what is all this?" asked Lucia, who was trying to care for the girl.
"They just said it was poison gas in the briefing."
Suddenly, a group of soldiers appeared in front of the trio, guns trained upon them.
"Well, well what do we have here? Good job Private Kururgi for finding out where our terrorist was hiding." Said the head of Clovis' royal guard said as he pointed his pistol at Lucia.
"What?! But sir she's..." Suzaku said before he was interrupted by the commander of the royal guards.
"Are you suggesting that you have been feeding information to Terrorists Private Kururugi?" The man accused.
"No... Sir." Suzaku replied.
"If so then back away private." The man ordered but Suzaku stood firm.
"No sir." Suzaku said which caused the commander of the royal guard to frown and pulled the pistol's trigger and shot at Suzaku.
"Suzaku!" Lucia shouted as she saw her old friend fall to the ground.
"Good riddance to Eleven trash... Now to end this." The officer said as he aimed his gun at Lucia was facing the warehouse wall.
But was interrupted when the Lime haired girl that was being held by the guards stepped forward but was shot to the head by the head of the Royal Guards.
"Damn... Well no matter we'll just kill you and bring the witch back to Prince Clovis." He Said as he aimed his pistol again.
As for Lucia, she couldn't say anything as she fell on her knees, this is where she's about to die? No! She wouldn't die here not like this, not until she had fulfilled her oath she made all those years ago to take her revenge on Britannia and Charles! Then suddenly she was caught by her arm and time seemed to slow down.
"You seem to have a reason for living?" Came a the voice of the green haired girl.
"Do you wish for the power?" She asked.
"How about we make a deal? In exchange for power you make my one wish come true." She said which caused Lucia to look at her for a moment.
Again, she felt a strange surge through her body.
"Get on your feet girl, you don't need a Geass, you have power. You ARE power, you aren't needing of a clutch to kill these worms." Came a distorted voice.
"Sorry, Lady but I have to decline... But if you want to hitch along you may as well can." Said Lucia as she looked at the lime haired woman in front of her.
Lucia then got on her feet as her purple eyes flashed into a dark red.
"Do you have anything to say little girl?" Asked the Guardsman in a joking manner.
"Yes, Die." Said Lucia as red feathers fell causing the guards to look with surprise.
Suddenly the guards began to shoot at each-other, like wet paper tissue paper.
Lucia saw her handiwork with a cold and unfeeling gaze, she then looked at the girl and lifter the hair bangs to see the bullet wounds and hoping that what she just felt wasn't an hallucinations.
And lo and behold there was no gun shot wound, other then a strange purple bird symbol on her forehead.
"Come on witch-girl wake up, the guards are dead." Lucia said as she shook the witch-girl, who woke up.
"Are you always this rude?" The witch joked.
"Only when they don't listen to me." Lucia played along with the witch.
AN: Yup I will be including Honkai Impact characters in this story. On a quick side note Lieserl Albert Einstein has the real Albert Einstein as her ancestor. So no Liserl Einstein may or may not be Albert Einstein's daughter.