Code Geass AU

By: FunahoMisaki

(A/N: I own nothing and read last chapter.)

Rakshata Chawla hadn't been alone when her memories came back. She hadn't been alone nor asleep. She had been looking over some data and then just froze halfway through. For at least a solid minute and a half she remained frozen and the nearest lab assistant looked concerned as he reached out to see if she was okay.

"Touch me and you'll lose that hand." Rakshata's voice was colder than normal and the lab assistant yanked his hand back immediately and looked shocked and surprised.

"Lady Chawla are you okay?" He asked looking a bit worried but also scared of her threat as she rose from her special couch and set down the tablet she had been viewing the data on.

"I was struck by inspiration. I'll finish reviewing the data later." Rakshata said and the lab assistant, and a few others who had been nearby listening in, looked relieved at that. They knew how…eccentric she could get and how she could be when she was struck with inspiration to create more of her 'children'.

"I'll be at my personal lab. Disturb me for something other than my sister or one of my children at your own risk." Rakshata said as she swept by everyone to go to her private lab, which she rarely used unless she wanted something to be top secret.

The lab assistants bowed out of her way quickly and watched her go in silence, only letting out small sighs when the door to her lab closed.

"I've never seen her like that. Whatever this inspiration is it's got to be something big." The oldest assistant said, having been there and seen Rakshata grow from a prodigious child with only two or three PhDs to her name to a beautiful and brilliant grown woman who had more than a dozen PhDs now.

What no one knew was that Rakshata had gone to a room connected to her lab that was sound proof and filled with breakable objects of no value or significance.

Once she had gone into the room and closed the door her usually apathetic if bemused expression morphed into one of rage and sorrow as she began to toss and smash everything and anything she could get her hands on.

"So I'm back in time to before the Black Knights. Why…am I being punished by a higher power?" Rakshata's voice was a whisper as she finally sank to her knees amongst the destruction.

"Punished for not being able to stop them? Punished for what we all drove him to do?" Rakshata had tears in her eyes now as her hands clenched into fists so hard that her nails pierced her skin. Not that she cared at the moment.

"Sister?" Rakshata's head was up and around as she looked at the doorway and saw her younger sister Shanti standing there. Her sister was smaller than she remembered, looking about seven or eight and Rakshata blinked as she realized what that implied. She wasn't two years in the past to the start of the Black Knights. She was further in the past than that.

"Shanti…" Rakshata's hand immediately came up to wipe away the tears on her face and ended up smearing blood from her pierced palm on her cheeks instead.

"Sister…you're never like this. Are you okay?" Shanti's usually apathetic face, an attempt to mimic her big sister, was one of worry now as she stepped gingerly into the destroyed room.

"Wait by the door Shanti. There's a lot of broken objects and I don't want you to get cut by one." Rakshata said standing immediately and crossing the distance to the door to her sister. Rakshata wasted no time in scooping her little sister into her arms as she left the break room and went to the couch in her private lab.

"You're hurt." Shanti said looking at the blood on her sisters face and then lowering her eyes to her sisters hands when the taller Chawla had sat down on the couch and cuddled her sister into her lap.

"I'm fine Shanti. It's nothing to worry about." Rakshata said immediately as she just held her little sister and curled around her as if to protect her from the world.

"Usually when you use the break room you only break a few things and then are back to normal…I've never seen you break that many things before. Or cry." Shanti said grabbing a tissue from the side table and reaching her smaller arms up to wipe the blood and remaining tears from her sisters face.

"I didn't mean to scare you sweetheart. I just…I had just learned a lot of things and they were very upsetting." Rakshata said kissing her sisters head and holding her baby sister close tightly.

"Tell me?" Shanti requested as she stared up at her sister who hesitated for a long moment.

"I don't think you'd believe me." Rakshata said shaking her head but Shanti's small hands found their way to her sisters face and she looked her sister in her eyes.

"You practically are my mother. You raised me in place of our parents. You've taken care of me and always made sure I knew I was loved and cared for. You literally halted all progress on several projects that were important so that you could care for me when I was sick. I'll believe you mama." Shanti said and Rakshata's eyes and face softened greatly. Her parents had been semi-okay when she herself had been born. Had been able to take time and raise her until she had at least been three or four and had been smart enough to take care of herself with the help of some of the lab assistants and maids that worked for her parents.

They had always been distant however but Rakshata hadn't cared much when she herself was a child. After all she had been a born prodigy, able to walk and talk at barely six months old and reading before she turned a year. So she hadn't cared much about or suffered from their distance since she had the maids and lab assistants to help her if she did need anything.

Shanti however… Rakshata had been sixteen when her little sister had been born and had already gotten several PhDs and was a well known scientist and researcher at the time. She had gone to the hospital to meet her little sister out of curiosity and as soon as her eyes met the of the small innocent baby Rakshata had instantly been smitten with the baby. Unlike her parents who had gone back to work almost immediately, Rakshata had taken some long overdue time off and had taken care of her baby sister. Even when balancing more PhDs and her work, Rakshata always had time to look after her baby sister.

Their parents had died when Shanti had only been three, but the little girl never once cried and instead had seemed confused. She had only seen them once or twice in passing after all and hadn't really realized they were her parents. She had only thought that she had Rakshata. In fact…she had thought Rakshata was her mother for the longest time until the older sister had sat her down and explained that Rakshata was her big sister and that their parents had always been very busy and that's why she didn't remember them.

Not that Shanti really cared about it too much. Rakshata had always been there for her no matter what. Even if she had been in the middle of some delicate or important work, Rakshata had always thrown it to the side to care for her sister in a nanosecond. Even after learning the truth she had still considered Rakshata as her mother more than her sister, calling her sister in public but mama in private. And Rakshata didn't mind at all.

If there was one thing she had never blamed a Britannian for, it had been the way Cornelia had reacted and broken down after the death of her sister Euphemia. Rakshata knew if her sister had been killed…

She would destroy the world.

Thinking about that however immediately made her think of another person who had done everything for their younger sibling and the small dark smile she had not noticed that had grown on her face as she considered what she would do if someone or something dared take her sister from her was now replaced with a soft sad one as tears filled her eyes again.

Yes…if anyone had been most understanding of Lelouch and his motivation for everything…if anyone understand exactly what he had been thinking when he destroyed the corrupt hate filled world they had lived in and replaced it with a new peaceful world…it was her.

She knew without a doubt that if she were in his position then she would have done the same thing he had. That's probably why she had reacted so strongly to hearing the full details of Zero Requiem, because she knew she would have done the same thing as him. Without hesitation. Without remorse. And with a smile on her lips as she died. Just like him.

"Mama." That word had her attention on the little eight year old in her arms who was staring up at her looking worried and wiping the tears from her eyes again.

"Tell me?" Shanti requested and Rakshata nodded once with a small smile on her face.

"Get comfortable sweetheart. It's going to be a long story." Rakshata said and Shanti snuggled further into her sister as Rakshata leaned across the couch, laying on it and holding her sister close.

"Now let me tell you about a young man who became a demon and changed the world, and how he'll do it again. And this time he'll have more, better help."