Invader Designia: C.C. Vi Britannia decided to skip out this time. So I getta write it myself!

Sorry, this one is short too. But be happy I updated! I had a knee-high pile of homework...*shudder*

This one was kinda hard to write...Definitely the hardest. Anyway...enjoy!

Designia looked at each individual man. She recognized each of them. Without any hesitation, she spin kicked five of them into oblivion, and tackled three more to the ground. Reinforcements arrived, and there where simply too many. Designia's eyes still glowed red with Geass, so she started to run. Her bare feet pounded across the hot desert floor as she raced to her destination.

Six of them were gaining on her, and many more were heading towards Lulu and Lindsey. Designia jumped into the air right as they were a few feet away, causing them to crash into each other. She smirked, then made a sharp turn back. Pure red energy still emanated from her. The mark on her shoulder sparkled. Fighting with all the strength she could muster, she wiped out the guards before any could reach Lulu.

After they had all been knocked unconscious, Designia fell to the ground with a soft thud.

"Designia!" Lelouch yelled and ran over.

"Dipsy! I-I mean Designia!" Lindsey joined Lulu.

Lelouch slowly picked her up and ran (well, more like jogged, considering Lulu's physical ability:) to the car that was still parked a few yard away.

Designia

"Now announcing Lelouch Vi Britannia! Seventeenth in line to the Holy Empire Of Britannia!" a boy about eleven years old walked proudly down the aisle towards his father, the 98th emperor of Britannia.

A small girl who looked to be the same age stood lined up with the crowd, anxiety clear in her large green eyes. She watched the scene before her with fear and worry. She gasped as the young prince resigned his right to the throne.

"Then I will send you and Nunnally to Japan! As prince and princess you will make good bartering tools!"

Then firm, calloused hands locked themselves around her mouth, "Be quiet." a harsh voice whispered. A rag thick with chemicals was within the hands, and she soon fell victim to oblivion.

Geass.

She was dragged down stairs with another. Blond hair whipped across her face, mingling with her own brunette.

Geass.

Men clad in black and red robes led her into a small room. Then they secured her to a icy table.

Geass.

Pain spread across her body as and electric shock coursed through her. A girl the same age as her was next to her. She had blond hair and eyes green like her own. The complicated machine was hooked up to both of them.

Geass.

A red sign appeared on both of their left shoulders. She stared at it quizzically, but then another wave of pain erupted in her. Two bloodcurdling screams rang through the air.

Geass.

The machine stopped. She could hear something in her head. "What..is..going..on?" She instantly answered the foreign thought, "I'm not sure.." The voice answered, "Who are you?" Designia noticed the other girl's eyes open widely, "I believe I'm the girl next to you," they looked at each other and thought at the same time, "I'm scared,"

Geass.

A young boy with floor length hair examined them. They exchanged thoughts of fear and suspicion.

"I'm sure you're wondering why you're here, and what happened. I'm sure you've already been informed about Geass and Code-bearers?"

They nodded

"Well.." the boy continued, "You were a test to make artificial Code-bearers. Since you already had Geass when we had captured you, as planned, this shouldn't be so confusing. You can now bestow the power of the Kings on another. But we couldn't duplicate immortality. Actually, we kind of reversed it. You are more sensitive to wounds or injuries. It will be five times worse than it really is now. And you will die sooner than most. Approximately at the age of fifty. But it's a small price to pay to be able to give another Geass"

They had no idea what to do, and nodded.

Geass.

Pain. That was their life. Pain. Tests. More pain. If they resisted, if resulted in merciless torture. They became blank. Lifeless dolls. Zombies. All because of one thing....

Geass.

"Ready?" Lindsey asked her partner. "I guess." they jumped into an air duct and scrambled through the vents. The light of dawn soon showed through.

Geass.

They ran. Faster than ever. Sprinting across the desert sand, their tracks blown away by the wind.

Geass.

She watched as the sword impaled the Britannian general. Trickles of blood flowed down from the wound. Lindsey stood behind her, grim and still. The general fell to his knees. Looking up at his only daughter.

He uttered a single word before falling to the ground, "Why?"

"Deleted."

Geass.

She and Designia trekked through a barren landscape, working hard to locate a small house where they had meeting. Something glinted in the glaring sun. She bent down and picked up a golden amulet. A large onyx was centered in the middle, trimmed with gold.

Geass.

Not a word came out of her lips as her brother collapsed to the ground, a dagger in his back. Her face was cold and grim.
"Jonathan Darkblade: Erased."

His mouth opened for a fraction of a second, "Demon..."

Geass.

Designia sighed at the sight of numerous dead bodies littering the floor. She didn't give them a second glance. They were just obsticales. Obsticales that needed to be deleted. She slipped her gun into the strap on her leg and slowly walked away. Lindsey stood in the corner, worry clear in her eyes.

Geass.

Designia laid eyes upon her mother. Who was holding a gun steady at her daughter.

"Mom..."

"I'm sorry Designia. But I have to! You're not human anymore! What else can you do? Shape shift? You're a demon! You killed you father...your brother! So many others...They're all dead!"

A bullet flew through the air, straight towards Designia. She closed her eyes, letting a few tears roll down her cheeks, and inched a few feet to the right. The bullet whistled past her.

"H-how? No human can do that?! Des..Designia! You really are a monster! I-I have to do this for Britannia! For....Britannia..."

"I'm sorry." Designia whispered and fired. The bullets landed squarely in her heart, killing her instantly, "But Britannia was your mistake."

Geass.

The Power of Kings...It brought only tragedy. It was evil.

Her mother was right...She was a monster. A horrible one.

She hated herself. She had no right to exist. But she needed to press forward....to create the world that sweet little Nunnally envisioned.

And for Lelouch. For him. Her actions were only for him.

She could feel the life draining out of her. She had been hit with a bullet during the fight. Blood poured from the wound and onto the seat. She opened her eyes and looked into the face of Lelouch. The man she had known since she was only three. She smiled fondly and whispered.

"Forgive me....Lelouch..."

Invader Designia: Tell me what you think: An I going to fast with this? Should I slow down the LuluxDesignia? I'm not too sure, so I must ask the wonderful readers! I really don't have much to say here.....Ah, yes.

One of my frenemies (who doesn't have an account right now) and I are having a fight over which would win:

A) a plastic mickey mouse light saver

B) a stick

I say stick! But, because of her inability to accept that a stick would PWN a plastic mickey mouse light saver, we are still fighting over it. Please give us your suggestions.

Thank you.

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