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Inside a room within Ashford Academy, a group of students was trying to comprehend what they had just seen.

"As of this moment, the validity of the footage is being discussed. But one thing is for certain. This Magneto has essentially declared war on Britannia. Perhaps even more. He has done so in the name of a group of people called Mutants."

The end of the news story was met with several minutes of silence from the Student Council. They were having trouble comprehending what they had just seen.

"According to him, there are more mutants hiding amongst the world. Perhaps even among our own populace. That leads to a greater number of questions. How many of them exist? Do they hold abilities similar to Magento? What are their intentions? And are we safe from them?"

"That- that can't be real. It can't be," Nina was the first to speak. She was shaken and more frightful than usual. "Those-those sorts of people can't exist. Can they?"

"Mutants." Milly let the word roll off of her tongue. Somehow, she had a feeling this would not be the last time she would say it.

"That- doesn't make sense!" Shirley shot out of her chair while grabbing her head. "People like that can't exist. And even if they did, why attack? No one has done anything!"

"Didn't you see that room he pulled out?" Milly said, referring to the laboratory that he revealed. "I think the government did do something. But they never said anything about it."

Shirley could only frown. She then turned to the only person in the room who hadn't spoken yet.

"Lelouch? What do you think about all of this?"

The dark-haired young man turned to his classmates.

"I don't know. This seems surreal."

"What are we supposed to do about this?"

That question was asked by Taizo Kirihara, the current leader of the Six Houses of Kyoto. The matter of discussion revolved around the events at the SAZ earlier that day.

Suffice to say, they were all glad that they had declined the invitation to visit on the first day.

"Why should we do anything? This Magneto fellow seems mostly concerned with his own kind. He never even mentioned Japan."

"That doesn't mean that he wouldn't aid us, necessarily. He seems to hate Britannia as much as the rest of us."

"That's not exactly a guarantee of aid. We share an enemy. But that does not make us allies."

"He mentioned that there were others like him. Mutants, he called them," Kirihara added. "Perhaps we could look into that?"

"Hm. Why waste our time rummaging the trash for freaks of nature? What we need is greater firepower for ourselves. Let that caped man wave his hands and draw Britannia's attention. We can use him as a distraction to strike at them ourselves."

"And what happens if Magento suddenly decides that we are a threat? I doubt we would fare any better than the Britannians did today."

As the arguments spilled out, only one consensus was met. They would all have to keep an eye on this Magneto. And keep an ear out for any news on mutants.

And quietly sitting in the back, Kaguya wished she had her aid with her. She wished that Todoh had not been captured.

"What do you mean we can't track him?!"

Guilford steeled himself. His princess's wrath was never a pleasant thing to be at the end of. Especially on days like today.

The security director for the current base, a man in his middle-age with graying brown hair, held back his sweat. "We have tried, princess, but we have no idea where he went."

"He's a man in a cape flying around and moving things with his mind. How do you lose him?!"

"Princess, please," Guilford said as he grabbed his superior's shoulders. It was a massive breach of etiquette, but it was necessary. His princess was on the verge of being hysterical with anger. "I understand your frustrations, but we can't afford to be rash."

Cornelia almost screamed in Guilford's face. She almost did. But he was right. Getting too worked up was not going to help her find Magneto any faster.

"Alright. I'll try to stay calm. But I want an explanation. Why can't we find him?"

The security director coughed. "The reason for that is that he likely had an escape route planned out. Somewhere either on the ground or among crowds."

"Wouldn't he be noticed? Helmets aren't exactly casual wear."

"It is likely that he change his clothes. I wouldn't expect him to wear that all of the time."

That made sense. His costume was probably something he would wear when he is committing the attacks. Taking it off would allow him to walk among the public. And if he didn't use those weird abilities of his, no one would see anything strange about him.

"Run me by the damages. What are we looking at?"

At this question, both Guilford and the director became nervous. Though it was the director who had to speak.

"In terms of finance, we lost several Knightmare frames, the lifted stadium, and the Viceroy's Palace. Individually, each location and piece of equipment would cost between hundreds of thousands and millions of dollars. Put all together... well. And there is also damage from all the debris from the flying stadium. A lot of roads and cars were damaged in some capacity."

Cornelia's eyebrow twitched.

"In terms of casualties, they are surprisingly low. We lost the entirety of the Glaston Knights. Andreas Darlton and his sons were all in attendance. They all met their end at the end of Magneto's speech. But aside from that, almost no one else died. All the residents of the palace were evacuated, and the people under the stadium were only injured. And nothing too serious, as far as we can see."

Cornelia's anger was now mixed with grief. Andreas was always one of her most effective and loyal soldiers. And his sons, adoptive or not, were also loyal followers. They wouldn't be easy to replace.

She listens back to the conversation as the director continues.

"Thankfully, the princess was unharmed. As was the guest she had bought with her."

Right. The Eleven. Cornelia could not for the life of her figure out why her sister was so concerned with keeping the number close by her. She had plenty of pure Britannian knights and warriors to protect her. Why was she so attached to one lowly Eleven?

She shook her head. A problem for another time.

"So right now, we have no leads on how to find him. Or where to look. I want ideas on how to change that. Now."

Guilford spoke. "If I may, Magneto did say that he was fighting on the behalf of others like him. What was it he called them? Mutants?"

Mutants? That would mean there were more of them. And Magento did say that his mission was to protect them.

"I want the city searched. Find anyone who could fit the description of a mutant."

"How do we determine who is one?"

"If they're like the caped man, they can do things that normal people can't. Look for them and lock them away."

Guilford's eyes widened. "My lady, that may be a bit overzealous. We would be locking up our own people looking for one man."

"That's the point. If this Magneto is the protector of his people that he claims to be, then he will be compelled to rescue them. And we can spring a trap from there."

Cornelia's fist tightened as she steeled her resolve. She had never lost. She was the goddess of Victory.

"We are not going to lose to one man in a cape. We are the best in the Britannian military. We are going to win."

Naoto really wanted to punch something. The only reason he hadn't done it already was because of the person he was about to meet with. He didn't want her to see him so angry.

He jumped over the fence and rushed to the usual spot. A spot in the older garden. The one the servant basically stopped tending to altogether. Apparently, she didn't like it, so they bothering with it.

That's the spot where he met his sister.

"Kallen!"

"Naoto!"

Kallen rushed over and hugged her brother. She held on tight as if she was afraid he wouldn't be there the next moment.

"Are you ok?"

Naoto smiled. "I'm fine Kallen. I'm just... a little shaken by what I saw."

Kallen let go. "Yeah, about that. What happened? I saw it on TV but... who was that?"

Naoto sighed. "I don't know. No one knows. He just showed up, killed some people, and ruined everything."

Kallen shuffled slightly. "Are we sure he ruined everything?"

Naoto frowned. "Kallen, please tell me you're not starting to see him as a good guy. He's not."

"I'm not! Nothing like that! It's just... is he wrong?"

"What?"

"Naoto, why are you working with the Britannians? They're the ones trying to destroy Japan. They took our home and land. They're the enemy!"

"I know that Kallen. I know," Naoto said with a shake of his head. "I'm working with the princess and no one else. She promised to help me liberate Japan. Somehow, she's not as racist as the rest. She actually wants to see the people happy, if you can believe it."

Kallen didn't believe it. The girl was a Britannian princess, so she undoubtedly had an ultimatum. She would give some of Japan back, but not all of it. The SAZ was nice, but it was probably just a way to keep the Japanese people pacified for a while. Though she wouldn't tell Naoto that. He needed something to hope for. Something to hold on to.

"She promised that the Zone would expand. And that she would help me with my... other problem."

"Other problem?"

Naoto pointed at his glasses. Kallen understood.

"Oh. Any luck."

Naoto sighed. "No. They don't know how I can do what I do. Let alone help it stop."

Kallen prepares herself for a lecture. "I know you don't like what your eyes do. But why didn't you use it back then? When that man was attacking? It might have been useful."

"I was about to actually if you can believe it." Kallen's eyes widened at Naoto's revelation. "I may not like the thing my eyes do, but it would have been useful for taking the guy out. He knocked me out before I could though."

"Yeah, about him. Do you think what he said was true?"

"About what? He said a lot of things Kallen."

"About people like us. He said there were more. Mutants."

Kallen let the word slide off of her tongue. She had a feeling she would continue to say it in the future.

Naoto sat down on a stone bench. "Maybe. I never thought about it too much. I was always thinking about you and me. I never considered there were others until he came floating down from the sky."

Kallen rubbed her hands. They were still covered in gloves. She hardly ever took them off. Just like with Naoto and his sunglasses, she was afraid of what would happen if she took them off. She didn't know who might get hurt.

She got taken from her thoughts when Naoto grabbed her hands.

"How are you feeling? Is the pain gone?"

Kallen shook her head. "My hands don't hurt, but they do feel numb a lot of the time. It's getting irritating."

"That's a problem," Naoto muttered as he shook his head. "I know you don't want me to tell any of them about you, but maybe I could give them an idea about you. If they can find a way to fix me, maybe they can fix you."

"I'd still be a lab rat Naoto. And we both know that won't work for me." Kallen started rubbing her gloved hands. "Maybe... maybe I could actually learn to control it instead?"

Naoto frowned. "Control it?"

"Yeah, the way that guy today did. He seemed like he knew how to use the power he had. Maybe I could do the same?"

"Kallen, it's too risky. Our... the things we do are similar. That means they can destroy just as much. I- I'm not sure if it's worth that risk."

"But-"

"Kallen, please listen to me," Naoto said as he stood up and grabbed his sister's shoulders. "I know that using it sounds cool. And it would be helpful. But... Do you remember what I told you? About the day my eyes changed?"

Kallen remembered the story he had told her. How his eyes suddenly changed. How he lost control and almost killed a lot of people. How he could barely sleep for days because of guilt. And how scared he was to even open his eyes until he got the glasses.

"I wish it were safe, but we're dangerous Kallen. Too dangerous. Promise me you won't do anything unless we can do it safely."

"But Naoto, I..."

"Kallen. Please."

Kallen relented. As much as she did at least want to try, she trusted her brother. He hadn't led her astray yet.

"Ok Naoto. I promise."

"Good," Naoto said as he let her go. His demeanor suddenly became lighter.

"So how's the old cell been doing? How are things with Ohgi in charge now?"

"Do you have to leave now?"

Lelouch smirked as he finished putting his civilian clothes back on. As much as enjoyed the liberation and the feeling of power from his real uniform, wearing it now would not be a good idea. Especially after today.

"Why Cera? Do you miss me already?"

Cera smirked. "Hardly. You're just the only interesting person that ever comes around."

"You never talk to anyone in the building."

"Because I can read their minds," Cera pointed out. "I know what they're thinking. Why waste time talking to them when I already know they have nothing interesting to say?"

"Fair point, Lelouch acknowledged. "You probably could still go out if you want. Your telepathy would make it easy. Just wipe their minds if they recognizing you."

"I could. But that would mean leaving the house." Cera sprawled on the couch, her body stretching out. "And I happen to like laying down."

"Of course you do." Lelouch shook his head. "Don't worry, I'll be back later tonight. I just need to check back at Ashford. I need to make sure that no one is expecting anything."

"And that the shapeshifter is doing her job correctly?"

"Yes, I need to check on that too. Anything else, C.C?"

"You forgot the pizza earlier. Make sure to grab some on the way back, Magneto."

Lelouch chuckles. "You're lucky it's the weekend."

He walks out and makes his way to the school. Once he is gone, Cera lifts up her hand.

"I suppose I could work on control."

Cera focuses on her hand. And nothing except her hand. She doesn't need any other part of her body changed. Only her left hand. Just her left hand. She didn't want to look like a moving statue. She just wanted her left hand to start sparkling. Just her left hand.

But it doesn't work. Instead of just her hand, her entire body shifts into diamond form.

"This again," Cera mutters as she lays down on the couch, her diamond body glistening from the lamplight. She shifts back to normal.

It was starting to get frustrating. She had finally learned to control her diamond form. She had learned how to move when she shifted. That was always an issue for her, and she learned to overcome it. Now all she had to learn was how to not shift her entire body at once. How to only harden certain parts of her body. Lelouch and Suzaku both said that it was a matter of focus, but so far it wasn't helping her. She was still struggling.

"I guess I do have something to work on."

Lelouch let out a breath as he finally made it to his old room at Ashford Academy. He was almost nervous that someone would oust him as a mutant. But thankfully, no one said anything to him. Maybe they were distracted by what he had done? Maybe he just looked like a normal person in his school uniform? Whatever the reason, his walk home was uneventful.

He walked inside the kitchen. The first sight he was greeted by was a dark-haired young man preparing the table. Lelouch sighed.

"Haven't we talked about this? No impersonating me in the house."

Hearing his voice, the doppelganger turned around. The form shifted into that of a Japanese woman with brown hair and wearing a maid outfit. She bowed to him.

"Master Lelouch. I assume your day was eventful?"

"You could say that Sayako," Lelouch said as he took a seat at the table. "I exposed the existence of mutants to the world and essentially declared war on mankind. Does that count as an event?"

"It most certainly does Master Lelouch."

"I thought so," Lelouch says as he takes a sip of the tea Sayako had prepared. It was pretty good, as usual. "Anything to report today?"

"The disguise has been working, there has been no compromise there. Though I did have to react along with your clubmates to your actions today. Good work with the speech, by the way. And since when can you lift stadiums?"

"Since today. It was something I decided to try out," Lelouch remembers how he felt at that moment. The power he felt was something he still had trouble describing. "Thank you for the compliment on the speech. I worked hard on writing it."

"You destroyed those notes, correct?"

"Obviously. The last thing I need is to be found out by my handwriting."

"Very good then Master Lelouch. Will you be staying here tonight?"

"Unfortunately, I'm going to have to return to the apartment. Cera asked me to bring pizza, and I can only imagine bad things happening if I don't bring any."

"As do I," Sayako agreed. As much as she respected the green-haired woman and enjoyed her relationship with Master Lelouch, she would admit that she could get a bit loose with her use of her telepathy. "I will hold down the fort here until you return Master Lelouch. And I will be free for any missions you need me for."

"That reminds me. I've been meaning to ask you Sayako," Lelouch said as he stood up. "Myself, Cera, and Suzaku chose codenames for when we are on the field. If we ever need you, we should have one for you as well."

Sayako took a moment to think about it. She then remembered a word that her trainers had used for her back when she was younger.

"Mystique. If you need me for a mission Master Lelouch, call me Mystique."

Pendragon

"Come out. Join me. Fight with me in the brotherhood of our kind."

Charles Zi Britannia had countless children. The vast majority of them were disappointments. A few had their uses, but none of them could hold his interest for long.

This one was certainly no exception. He was babbling on Television about how his people were the future of mankind, how they would supplant the human race. As if either race had a future left to speak of. Not once his plan was completed. Once he and V.V. completed their work, the need for war and conflict would cease. Humans and mutants would coexist, in a state of the present that would never end.

The world would be at peace, despite the squabbles bought about by a clever and foolish boy. Favorite son or not, Lelouch would not affect his goals in the grand scheme.

"A new tomorrow. That starts today."

Charles chuckled slightly. It would seem Lelouch had not lost his flair for the dramatic.

He turned to one of his guards.

"Has there been any word from Cornelia on her plans to deal with this new enemy?"

"No, your majesty. We have not received word yet."

"Inform me when we do. I will be in my study."

"Yes, your majesty."

Charles shut off his screen and walked towards his lab. He and his brother had a new topic to discuss.

Europen Union

Leila Macals' eyes widened as she watched the events of SAZ unfold on her television. She watched as the man in a cape killed a battalion of soldiers, took remote control of Knightmares, and proceeded to lift an entire stadium and drop it on the home of the Britannian Viceroy.

He did all of that in the name of mutants. A group of people she was well acquainted with.

Her musings were cut short when the door barged open. Akito, her best soldier, ran inside.

"You saw that, right?" He asked in short breaths. "We both know who it is."

She recognized his abilities. She recognized that theatricality. This was only the first time she had seen those qualities taken to that grand of a scale. But there was no mistaking who he was.

"What do you want to do Leila?"

What did she want to do? Ignoring it, for now, might be the safest course of action. She had other matters to attend to at the moment. But this wasn't something she could ignore. Neither could Akito. They both had stakes in this, whether they wanted to admit it or not.

"It's up to you. I'll follow you, Leila."

Leila nodded her head and made a decision. She knew there would be some risk involved, but she had to see what this was all about. So she ordered Akito to close the door while she channeled the energy into her hands. Once the violet light was as bright as needed, she threw it.

The piece of energy exploded into a tear in space. A portal.

"Come on Akito. We should do this quickly."

Akito, holding a short sword in his hand, stepped through the portal with her.

This is where I will be stopping for now. The next chapter will reveal Lelouch's next plan for his Brotherhood. It's one that I intend to have fun with.

The Leila moment will lead to some fun stuff. So will the other bits of set-up I put here.

The moment with Naoto was inspired by different versions of early Cyclops I have seen. Because some mutant powers are hard to control, a lot of mutants try not to use them at all. A lot of them end up with self-loathing and lower confidence. The problem with Naoto and Kallen is that they don't know how to use their powers without hurting others. They don't have space to properly test themselves.

Which will be changing pretty soon. Another change that will come is the introduction of new mutant characters. Some will be surprises, others might not be. But I intend to have fun with all of them.

Would anyone care to guess who will and won't be a mutant? I won't give answers until later on, but I'm willing to hear some theories.

Anyway, please leave reviews, tell me what you think, and I will see you all next time.

Bye!