Chapter 2

A brightly lit operating was littered medical machines and a heart beep steadily to the beating of Lelouch's heart. Doctors moved around the room doing this and that repeatedly checking the emperor's vital signs and bringing strange devices. Currently the emperor laid on the table before them blood soaked his body and he was unnaturally pale. On the other side of a glass window the Knight of One Jeremiah Gottwald stood, his face a black slate. It gave off none of the worry that festered beneath at his master's condition.

The door to the room opened and in walked a man dressed in what looked like operating clothes. He held a clip board and as he walked his footsteps were muffled by the protective wear on his feet. A contemplative expression graced his worn looking face, a face that had seen patients both live and die on the operating table.

"Lord Gottwald I have the compilation of his majesty's injuries," said the doctor.

"Continue doctor," ordered the knight. "How bad is the situation?"

"To put it in medical terms," continued a sober doctor "it'll be a miracle if he makes it through the operation. It's a miracle he's alive right know, if he lives through the night there is no guarantee that the physical and psychological trauma won't affect him when awakes."

"I understand that doctor," interrupted Jeremiah. "But what I want to know is the extent of his injuries."

The doctor spluttered a bit before he continued. "Well his left arm was severely damaged, much of the tissue is missing and the muscles are shredded. The right arm is by comparison better but still sustained extensive trauma. The left eye is a loss there is little left anymore and he as punctured both lungs and his heart has taken damage."

Jeremiah let out a sigh and asked, "Treatment?"

"Well we can use some of the cybernetic research that was used on you to replace and repair him physically."

"Elaborate doctor."

"We can repair his left arm with artificial tissue and such, he'll have complete feeling since we'll attach his nerve, it'll be as good as new. Using much the same treatment and a combination of nutrients, steroids, and pheromones that was used on your muscles we can repair his right arm. On a side note using these compounds we can also help repair his underdeveloped body. The only real wound I'm worried about is the one to his neck, the shrapnel nearly severed his spine and has damaged is vocal cords. Removing the shrapnel will be difficult, but it is possible although his vocal patterns will take a hit, since his vocal cords will function differently when they heal.

"Good commence with operation, also how long will he be unconscious?"

"That answer is unknown even with all our medical knowledge we don't know when he will awaken," said the doctor as he left.

The doctors got to work repairing the damaged body before them Jeremiah watching from the window. The door to the room opened and in walked a soldier, he saluted before saying, "Sir a man is hear and he wishes to speak to you about information on the emperor."

"What?" asked Jeremiah incredulously?

"Sir, he says he is a friend of his majesty and wants to help him."

Jeremiah took another look in the window at the bustling doctors and turned to the soldier.

"Alright I'll see him." Both men left the room as the doctors continued their work.

"He's going into cardiac arrest!"

"We're losing him!"

"WE LOST HIM!"

"Wait what's that on his neck?"

Lelouch's eyes fluttered as they opened, before closing again do to the bright light of the hospital room.

'Am I dead,' he thought he then heard bustling and a familiar voice.

"My Lord?"

"Jeremiah?" asked Lelouch as he tried to sit up, noticing that his voice sounded slightly metallic, but he figured it was just a dry throat.

"Yes sire, it's me don't try to move too much yet." Replied Jeremiah.

"How am I alive?"

"Well sire at one point after the operation you did die," stated Jeremiah nervously.

"What operation? And what do mean I did die, how long have been out?" screamed Lelouch hysterically.

"He means that after you passed out and were brought back and you were operated on. And you later had a heart attack and died dew the stress of your injuries," said a new but familiar voice.

"C.C." said Lelouch.

"Lady C.C." said Jeremiah as she emerged from the shadows holding a slice of pizza.

"My question was not answered," said Lelouch in an annoyed tone. "How am I alive?"

"Well, you see my lord…the thing is-"started Jeremiah.

"You're immortal now my warlock," finished C.C. smirked, "looks like Charles got the last laugh."

A shocked Lelouch could not believe it, he was immortal he would never die. He was like C.C. never ending he brought up his left hand to his head. Jeremiah immediately spoke up saying, "sire you also sustained extensive injuries in during the battle."

"How much more can this day bring?" asked Lelouch.

"Your Majesty your right arm's muscles were damaged and were being repaired when you went into cardiac arrest," Jeremiah continued. "And what was left repaired itself, in fact the surgeon's incisions nearly closed on their fingers."

"In simple words Lelouch with the combination of the enhancements and your new regeneration powers your muscles have been put into better condition than before. You'll definitely be able to catch and cat if it steals your mask again," joked C.C. earning a glare from said emperor.

"Well at least athleticism is a plus," agreed Lelouch reluctantly, noticing his still metallic voice.

"Sire there is still more," continued Jeremiah. "Your left eye as you no doubt no was destroyed, but obviously grew back before it could be replaced. But you no doubt have noticed your voice," nodding Jeremiah continued. "Your vocal cords and neck were also damaged, and with the loss of blood from these wounds is the reason you went into cardiac arrest. Also the shrapnel in your vocal cords seemed to merge with your voice box causing your voice to sound this way." This caused Lelouch to reach for his neck what he felt was not what he expected. He not only felt scar tissue there but also metal extending to the back of his neck, but before he could ask Jeremiah answered him. "What you are feeling is the wound that killed you, and since a code will leave the scar of the wound that killed the carrier, you will have that scar for the rest of eternity The metal is actually a neural interface, they are like mine, and you will be able to interact with any computer you can connect with, hands free."

C.C. handed him a mirror Lelouch looked at his face in the reflection. The scar was a shade lighter than his skin and stood out slightly, the silver shine of polished metal could be seen on either side of his neck, the rest could not be seen. All in all it did not look too bad, in fact it would make a great intimidation tool.

"Thank you Jeremiah this information is most helpful," said Lelouch. "Now then you two, please help me out of this dam bed will you."