Hello everyone, Reader Here. Sorry its been a while since I've updated this, and many of my other stories. Just life, and other things got in my way from writing fics, but recently I have been motivated enough to work on them. Hopefully that motivation sticks with me. Currently I am in the process of going through my archives and working/reworking old chapters, and un-posted stories that I have never got around to work on or finish. This chapter was one of those, and now hopefully the story will continue normally. Thanks for the patience, and Enjoy!

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Chapter 2:

Lelouch Lamperouge, Unknown Highway, Area 11, 2017 A.D. (1963)

Lelouch Lamperouge stared down the highway as him and his friend Rivalz drove to the next chess match he had with another of the "prestigious" nobility. He and his friend had gained a bit of a gambling addiction after he had won a match against a noble and swindled him out of all of his money. Now the two regularly went out during lunch and other free time and got rich off of gambling.

'Prestigious?' He thought. 'More like "pompous douche bags" if you ask me' he chuckled mentally, hoping to distract himself from his internal struggle. He was unsuccessful at forgetting the forming thoughts and speculations in his mind.

He wanted to get away from that class. History was a subject he was not bad at, having an A average in, but just the word "history" brings about the painful memories that Lelouch has had. The course obviously taught mainly Britannian history, one he has heard many times over from his days as a child till now as a young adult.

Lelouch had a history, a history filled with tragedy, murder and betrayal that was heavily intertwined with the Britannian empire. A history you would not expect of a normal high school student. But Lelouch was no ordinary high school student. He had the name Lelouch Lamperouge, but that was a false name, to make sure a certain group of people discovered him, and ruin the somewhat peaceful life he had produced.

His real name was Lelouch vi Britannia, former 17th heir to the Britannian throne. Lelouch frowned at the thought of his real name. That name, a name that carried the weight of what occurred early on his life. From a young tender age he had seen the evils of the empire, and the same evil broke his world like a mirror shattering as it hits the ground. Those broken pieces were what was left of Lelouch after that particular night, unable to be put back together again unless he achieved what in his eyes was the impossible.

Ares Villa, Pendragon, 7 Years Earlier

The young Lelouch walked down the hall to the stairs that lead the main foyer of the Ares Villa. He was dressed up in his favorite suits. There was going to be a royal ball hosted in the garden. He wanted to dance with his favorite half sister, Euphie, so he was ecstatic. He cringed as he remembered the first time he tried to dance with little Euphie, Cornerlia nearly killed him that day with her bear hands.

'I hope Cornerlia won't be giving me the evil eye, she can get really scary' he thought as he met up with Marianne, his mother and one the emperors 108 consort and Nunnally, his little sister.

"Big Brother!" spoke his loving sister upon seeing Lelouch. Nunnally was 8 years old and adored Lelouch for as long as she remembered while Lelouch was 10.

Lelouch in a sense was like Cornelia, as in very protecting of his little sibling. Nunnally had always been a more fragile girl than the others, and due to his mother being of commoner birth, the families of his half brothers and sisters harassed both his mother, Nunnally and himself, both verbally and physically at various times. Cornelia was fanatically devoted to the Vi Britannian's, adoring Mariannes courage and fortitude in becoming a warrior and eventually wife of the emperor while being of a common birth. In this way, she acted as a guardian and older sister figure to the young Lelouch and Nunnally.

The boy walked over to his mother and sister and gave them both a quick hug, his mother looking down at him with adoring eyes and a bright smile that brought happiness to the raven haired boy.

"Hello Lelouch, how are you today?" Marianne said while smiling at the young prince.

"I'm fine mother, how are you?" he spoke.

"I'm fine, hey you look ecstatic today! Can't wait to dance with little Euphie? I know you've had a cruch on her since that ball you went to." The empress said while smirking at her son. In response Lelouch blushed like crazy and looked to the ground, avoiding the smug gaze of his mother and giggling sister.

"Ma..ma...maybe" he stuttered. "L..lets just go" he started to walk towards the grand staircase with an unnatural speed, trying to avoid any type of eye contact with both his mother and sister.

Both Nunnally and Marianne giggled louder as they watched the normally composed and stoic Lelouch stutter.

"Anyway, let's greet our guests" she said as they began walking down the grand wooden staircase.

But then, a stream of bullets shattered the glass and flew towards the empress and her children. Marianne threw herself onto Nunnally, while Lelouch watched in horror as the bullets shred through his mother body. Blood splattered everywhere as her lifeless body collapsed to the floor on top of Nunnally. Shattered glass and wood bits flew across the room, injuring many of the guests as the fell in pain.

"MOTHER?!" Screamed Lelouch as he ran towards the bloody scene. The onlookers looked at the scene in shock, an empress of the Britanian empire was gunned down like it was nothing. The sounds of speeding cars leaving the scene of the crime as the nearby gates were smashed open the gates and fled.

"No..." he whispered as he knelt down and felt the vital areas of Marianne. Blood poured out from her gunshot wounds as her warmth was quickly fleeting form her body. Soon she was as cold as a rock, and her eyes were wide open in shock. For a split second he could have swore he saw a red light coming form her eyes, but he just blamed that as either blood or an illusion. She was...she was gone. He felt tears begin to form at the edges of his eyes as he planted his face into the bloodied dress of his mother and sobbed.

Cornelia burst into the room at the sound of gunfire, along with Euphie and a handful of other guests. Their eyes widened in shock as they gazed at the gruesome scene of the dead empress.

"MARIANNE!" yelled Cornelia as she ran towards the corpse of the dead warrior. Then she saw a sobbing Lelouch clinging to the corpse of Marianne, rocking back in forth hoping that this was just a nightmare.

"Lelouch are you ok?! Did you get -" the she noticed the tears in his eyes and stopped in her tracks. The Lelouch she knew never cried, even when he faced the worst of injuries or cruel events he had faced. But currently he sat crying a river of tears.

She knelt down alongside Lelouch, just to make sure if she was alive or dead. Feeling the vital points on her neck and and wrist, she gasped in horror. Her lifetime role model and mentor had been assassinated on her watch.

"Get the imperial guard here NOW! I want the Pendragon locked down tight, no one leaves or enter!" roared Cornelia towards her knight Guildford, he nodded and ran out the door at a lightning pace.

She noticed something move moving under the body.

"What the..." she turned the corpse over to see the body of Nunnally. She had a handful of bullet wounds, but seemed to be alive by some miracle. However it seemed that she had difficulty moving and her eyes were firmly shut.

"Nunnally!" she bent and her checked her vitals.

"She's alive! We need a doctor!" she yelled to the now present imperial guard. A couple nodded and ran outside the door, while other ran to aid the fallen princess.

Throughout this, Lelouch just stood there and stared. He had a completely blank face, one of neither of hate or sadness, just an empty and dead stare that sent shivers down the backs of those who saw it.

1 Hour Later

Now mostly everyone had cleared out of the room, the imperial guard carrying Nunnally to a nearby hospital to treat her many wounds. From the initial report, it looked like she would live but at the cost of her eyesight, and impaired movement. The doctors could not figure a solid reason why her eyesight was lost, the best way they could explain was due too shock.

The only people here were Lelouch, Cornelia and police investigators. The young prince was still mortified, at what just happened. His mother...his loving, caring mother was now dead, and his little sister was critically wounded. He sat down at ground level with a blank expression, his eyes void of emotion as they gazed at nothing in particular in the room. Lush violet eyes that were usually filled with happiness and joy that any child would have were now and empty

On the inside, Lelouch was furious.

'How did TERRORISTS get into the most closely guarded city on the planet?' he scowled, showing the first sign of emotion in over an hour.

'It must have been one of the noble families that was getting to jealous of Mother and Fathers relationship...it has to be that, Who else would have the power to get into this city, attack and escape with very little resistance' he wondered.

His older sister Cornerlia walked up to him after speaking to a handful of various guards, the older sibling giving Lelouch a pitying expression. She had no idea how he felt right now, and she didn't want to lie to one of her favorite, and most observant siblings. He could tell through pretty much and lie a person could tell, and even in his grieving state he would cut through it like a hot knife through butter.

"Lelouch..." she spoke softly, leveling herself to her brother level and wrapping her thin but muscular arms around the boy. The two may have been only half siblings, but they were still loved each other as if they were blood siblings. The two spent a lot of time together, whether it was Lelouch beating her at chess or her teaching him various things about politics and military tactics. They also spent many days just enjoying the others company, talking and relaxing at the nearby river edge or in Cornelia's backyard garden.

"I...I don't know what to say right now. You know i'm bad with this kind of stuff" she said while looking up at the full moon and cloudy night sky through the clear window.

He knew it must have been hard for Cornelia as well as himself. Marianne was a major influence on her life, a person she looked up to and held in the highest regard. But it was his mother...a person who birthed him into this world and had been there for every major moment in his life. But now that person was gone, no more would he be able to look at her generous smiles that graced her lips and brought him and others happiness.

"I'm fine Cornelia...just...i'm just shocked..." he said while looking up to his big sister with a teary eyed expression. She pulled him into a tighter embrace, burying his face into her bosom for a warming comfort that he knew only she could give him. It was almost similar to his mothers embrace, one that would calm and comfort him in his hours of need.

"That's to be expected Lelouch" she said in a soft and quiet voice while giving him a sad smile, "I think it would be best if you went to sleep. I know you must be anxious about Nunally's health, but you look tired as hell. I'll lead the investigation and make sure whoever did this comes to justice. But for now you need your sleep as any young boy should. Especially...especially after what happened earlier" she said while releasing him from her grip.

He nodded while walking up the stairs, turning back one last time to look at the place that had changed his life so drastically in such a short amount of time. Lelouch turned around and walked to his room with a groggy and slow pace. Slowly opening the door, he dragged himself into the room before quietly closing it. He moved to his bed that was in the corner of his room, ignoring the various toys that were scattered across the hardwood floor.

Cornelia was right, he was anxious about Nunnally and how she was. She was his only family now that his mother was dead, his only other direct family member was the emperor. He scowled at his own inability to do anything about the current situation. Gripping his hand tightly he pondered over anything that could possibly direct him towards his mothers killers. Looking over every fact about his mother, the party that was going to be held this evening and the attack itself.

He grew frustrated as the same conclusions came every time he put the information together from different angles. He assumed that the motive was his mother growing influence on the emperor, slowly becoming his favorite wife out of the 108 that resided in the Pendragon. That alone would drive the others to conspire her death out of jealousy. But something did not add up right when he added the fact about the skill of the assassins, and their ability to escape the Pendragon without capture or even any notice. Assassinations, though were not a daily occurrence, were not fully uncommon within the prestigious capitol. Some even were successful in their targets death, though every one of these had one thing in common. The assassins were was always found, always leaving some sort of evidence that connected them to their crimes within hours of the deed. But during this particular one no sort of evidence was found. Even where the assassins escaped was not evident to the royal police, as he overheard from their conversations from earlier with Cornelia.

He slowly laid back into the cushioned bed, relaxing his head on the soft pillows. All he needed was time... time would lead them to who the killers themselves and those who employed therm. But for now, all he could do was wait and see what happens and what evidence would come. Slowly but surely he drifted into the realm of sleep, hoping for an escape from the days trauma.

Present Time

He was pulled himself out of the memories of his traumatic past by his current best friend and current chauffeur Rivalz, a worried look plastered on his face.

"You alright man...you look like you've seen a ghost" he said while concentrating on driving the motorcycle. Lelouch just placed his elbow on the sidecars side while letting out a heavy sigh.

"No, I was just remembering some things that i'd rather just forget. I'm really fine..." he said while putting on the best fake smile he could. His friend just nodded and returned the smile to his friend before returning his concentration back to driving.

Outside of his friends sight he scowled again. The evidence he wished for so much back then never came up. No matter how much he or others looked into the matter, nothing other than the same conclusions he reached at the night of the murder were came about. This had frustrated the boy even further, leaving many years of doubt and an un-burning vengeance in his heart.

But he gave up on that hope of bringing justice to those who murdered his mother. Realizing that he mostly likely would be chasing cold trails and false leads. Along with not wanting to attract attention to himself under his new identity, hoping to live a peaceful life away from the folds of the imperial family. The only reason he regretted leaving that accursed family was for leaving his only select friends he had there. Those few gave him a type of happiness and courage that he would never forget. He especially missed Cornelia and Euphemia, the two that had helped them most during there time in the royal family.

As they pulled up towards the building that the two were scheduled to play chess at, he slowly got up and removed the scowl form his face. The two walked up to the door of the nobleman's skyscraper, a tall building that pierced the Tokyo settlement area skyline. What he didn't notice that a small inconspicuous camera implanted on a tall skyscraper that was focused on him from across the city and had been tracking his entire movement across the city.

Unknown Location

It was dimly lit in the large spacious room, rows of computers lined up the edges of the warehouse with lines of multi colored wires spread out across the floor. Two people sat at what looked like the nerve center of the whole setup. One was a pretty women who seemed to be in her late teens, possibly early to mid twenties that had bright azue eyes and long blond hair that was tied into a ponytail with two long bangs on either side of her face, standing next to her was an average looking man who looked as if he was in his mid 30's, having messy brown hair and wearing a pair of glasses. The two intently stared at the screen without making any sort of sound or movement, completely devoting their attention to the video that was playing.

"So that's the famous defector I've heard so much about?" said the women as she pointed to the black haired boy on the screen.

The man nodded slightly as he turned his face towards hers.

"Yes, that's the boy who indirectly saved the free world from complete destruction. If that boy never gave us the information that would have otherwise left us paralyzed and unable to defend ourselves against the Britannian's. Although we took extreme casualties early in the war, without that boys information it could have been much worse" he said before they returned their attention back to the screen, the women's eyes intently studying the boy She had heard many rumors from her colleagues in the intelligence community about 'the boy', not ever learning his true name. His real name was highly classified, the name he used currently as a person in hiding was a false identity to throw off the Britannian government. She had questions circulating about the boy, including why he chose Japan of all places to go into hiding. With Japan still not fully pacified and as the Japanese Government Force's were still present and fighting, a major portion of the Britannian Armed Forces were currently stationed to pacify the population and crush the last remaining resistance.

But under the guise of prime minster Kururugi and his use of total war against Britannia, the Britannian's were never able to fully conquer the islands. As they crushed and took one area, the would launch attacks on other areas, leading the Britannian soldiers on wild goose chase through Japan's countryside. Though the only permanent territory the country still controlled was a large island on the northern coast of Japan, it was a heavily armored island that was a formidable fortress to even the most seasoned Britannian generals. This island was under constant siege, and for it to work they constantly needed fresh troops to be poured in as attempts failed to take the island fortress.

With the many soldiers present and a constant look out by the government for possible traitors or rebels, she was perplexed as to why he chose here as the information he'd have given to Japan and her allies would result in him being executed on the spot should he be discovered. She would admit however that his facade as an innocent Britannian student at a private academy was a perfect disguise, being able to pull it off with a type of perfection and a swagger that would be difficult even for the best intelligence agent could do with tons of training and practice.

"So why is command still interested in this boy? I was not fully briefed and when I asked they said you would give me the details." she said as the boy entered a building, giving the two a break from the surveillance.

Rubbing his head the man sighed.

"The boy possibly still has information that could be of use to us, including the fact that they wish to recruit him as an agent. His ability to hide his real identity for this many years without raising any sort of alarm is a very valuable skill, along with his ability to get people to trust him, his connections to Britannian nobility through the Ashford Academy, and his brilliant strategic mind would make for a terrific agent, wouldn't you say?" he said as he took a sip of cold coffee.

She snorted loudly as she crossed her arms under, unknowingly propping up her chest while she simply scowled. The mans cheeks were slightly blushed red as his eyes unwillingly found their way towards his colleges assets, his mind telling him to look away but his body saying no.

'Calm down! She's your colleague dammit! Your not some horny 12 year old who can't control his emotions, your a professional!' he yelled in his mind as he turned his head to hide his growing blush.

"Just because he acts like a damn privileged brat doesn't mean he should become an agent! I went through years of training for espionage, combat and tactics! I bet this kid couldn't hold a... wait, why are you looking the other way?! Is there something wrong?" she said as she got closer to him.

He nearly stood stiff as a log as he felt his arms uncontrollably tremble, feeling as if the devil himself was about to send him straight to the deepest part of hell. The girl currently walking towards himself had a history of brutally punishing those whom would seem to exhibit any form of sexual deviation with a lethal efficiency. He had heard the tragic tales of those whom had suffered such a fate, many of them wishing they had never been born after receiving her retribution.

'She's gonna kill me! Oh god, please, any sort of distraction! Please!' he frantically yelled in his mind as she was about to face him. As if on queue, the boy and his friend exited the buildings with suitcases. Having his excuse, he quickly hid his blush as he turned towards the screen at an inhuman speed.

"Its ah, nothing. Look! The kid left the building, back to work!" he said quickly and awkwardly. With a look of suspicion she let out a heavy sigh and sat down next to the timid man and they continued the boring duty of surveillance without any complications, other than the man randomly freaking out when the woman leaned near him. Until an event that took place later that shocked the two to their very cores.

One Hour Later

He walked out of the building with money seemingly pouring out of a large suitcase, wide grins present on both of the young men's faces.

"You should've seen the look on that guys face... oh god my sides..." said Rivalz as he nearly fell to the ground laughing. Lelouch just merely chuckled as he counted a random stack of bills as they both made there way back to the motorcycle.

"At this rate you won't even need to go to college! You'll have enough money to live like a king for the rest of your life if you just keep winning like this!" he said energetically as he strapped his helmet to his head and climbed onto the motorcycle. Lelouch just shrugged and climbed into the side car, also strapping his own helmet on. The pair quickly took off back towards the school where they would need to be back before the end of the lunch break, or the would face the wrath a certain furious blonde haired student council president.

"We wont be late...right?" said Lelouch nervously as he glanced at his watch.

"Uh...yeah...Totally!" said Rivalz sheepishly as he rubbed his hair. Not seeming to buy into the lie, Lelouch just held his head in annoyance and let out a loud sigh.

'Lets just hope that demon doesn't kill me' he thought while thinking of way to grind his friend into mincemeat. He had told Rivalz to keep an eye out on the time as he played chess, not being able to focus on the game if he was worried about the time.

"Just make sure were not too late" he said with a smile. Rivalz nodded and sped up the motorcycle, hoping that they could outrun the traffic and make it back in time.

As they were just half way to the school a truck came barreling at the two teenagers at a fast speed. The truck swerved greatly to miss smashing into the motorcycle, a little too much as it was sent crashing into the nearby construction site. The two parked near the edge of the highway near the crash site, both of them getting of and joining the many spectators that had lined the edge and streets nearby to see the accident.

Lelouch had jumped down form the highway and walked near the truck, ignoring the yells and shouts from his friend that they need to get back to the school. Being the good Samaritan he was he walked near the truck to see if the driver alive.

"Hello, is anyone there? Are you ok?" he yelled at the truck but did not get a response. He climbed the truck in hopes to find a hatch on the roof, as the front end of the truck was entirely covered in debris. He opened the hatch and yelled again, but instead of a reply he felt a pain surge through his brain and a voice resounded inside his head.

'I found you!' said the female sounding voice before it went silent.

Dumbstruck by the pain and the mysterious voice, he did not pay attention to the truck moving backwards and he was sent flying into the truck. Bashing his head one something metallic he felt dizzy and his eye sight blurred. He felt the truck turn and speed its way in an direction he could not make out due to his injury, unable to even stand or think straight.

He was able to barley make out the sound of a man and a women yelling in Japanese from the drivers seat. He slowly regathered his senses and tried to stand up, feeling a massive pain coming from his back and head.

'Gonna feel that in the morning' he groggily thought while looking around the truck. In front of him was large spherical object that was fastened to the truck by cables, and behind the object was a outdated Knightmare frame known as a Glasgow, looking as if it had been through a war. It had scratched paint and missing parts. and it appeared as if it was barley functionable.

'I remember piloting one of those! Maybe I could use it too..." his words were cut off as he heard the sounds of a seat belt un-clicking and the quick footsteps that followed. He quickly hid behind the large object in the center of the truck and looked at the person. She was a beautiful girl that had short red hair and wore a grey trench coat that she quickly removed, showing off utility clothes that showed her womanly curves, causing the dark haired youth to blush and momentarily forget the perilous situation he was in.

"Can you enter the subway via the Azusa route?" she yelled at the driver before she unlocked the Glasgow. He had learned a great deal of Japanese during his stay here, so he could easily read through the two conversation with ease.

"Why don't we use it here?!" he yelled back, quickly steering away from a rocket shot. Lelouch looked back at the object before the points clicked in his head.

'ITS A WEAPON?!' he screamed in his mind. He quickly added up the information he had just gotten. Worn down Knightmare, possible bomb or chemical weapon, sketchy grey trench coat and hat, giant truck...that could only mean one thing.

' Japanese Rebels...' he grimly thought as he despaired about his own luck. He woke up today just wanting to gamble and play chess, not to get caught up in some rebel scheme to blow up some building or detonate a chemical weapon. If he were to be discovered in this truck, he would be labeled as a criminal and be convicted without much of a trial, anyone caught in aiding rebels were considered scum and usually executed without mercy.

"We can't! It'll be a blood bath!" she yelled back as she powered on the Knightmare and forcefully opened the back door and jumped out, engaging the perusing military and allowing for the truck to escape.

'Just what a great day...' he grimaced as he pressed his back against the side of truck, hoping that he would just wake up form this hellish nightmare.

"But that would be too easy..." he whispered in a quiet voice as his vision faded and he passed out.

Well that's a wrap! Hope you enjoyed the second chapter of Code Geass: Glory To The Republic! As stated above, this story will be continued soon, just wait and see! In the next chapter I will continue to explain the link between Lelouch's treason against Britannia and his connection to America. Also, since I have only recently have gotten back into writing Fics I am still de-rusting my skills while also trying out new things, so bear with me. If you have any ideas, fixes or criticisms, post a review or PM me. Thanks for Reading, And Have A Nice Day!

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