Rise of Avalon's moon

World is sick by more ways than one. From black darkness of it rises mysterious being: Black Warlock Prince. L/K/C/A

"Human language Speaking"

'Human language Thoughts'

Disclaimer: Standard disclaimers apply.

3. Battle of Shinjuku

Above ground the situation had escalate into a bloodbath with a small resistance movement trying to fend off the Britannian Army onslaught, but the resistance group was hopelessly outgunned and badly outnumbered. Among the knightmare frames taking part in the mass slaughter of the unarmed Japanese was a RP-13 Sutherland belonging to the Purist Faction being piloted by a young woman in her early twenties wearing a revealing pilot suit with long gray hair tied into a long-ponytail with yellow eyes and dark skin. Her name was Villetta Nu. She saw something moving in an alleyway and moved to gun down what would have been another defenseless Eleven.

"Too easy," Villetta replied, but upon entering found herself staring at a massacre and Britannian boy in middle of it all.

"You there, freeze and turn around slowly with your hands up in the air where I can see. No funny business now you hear?" said the voice from the loudspeaker of the Sutherland.

"I order you to come out," Lelouch said in a raised, somewhat demanding voice that seemed to expect no defiance as he activated the power in his left eye, Geass, "At once."

Inside the cockpit, Villetta looked a bit surprised for a brief moment after hearing Lelouch's demanding comment. However, she then growled in anger at the nerve of this little brat. She had some nerve talking to her like that, especially considering the situation she was in. She was in no position to order people around.

"Just who the hell do you think you are to order me?" she spoke up, feeling rather insulted.

Outside, Lelouch deactivated his Geass with a surprised look on his face, but then he quickly understood.

"I see," he mumbled to himself, "It only works with direct eye contact."

He then decided to comply as he turned to face the Sutherland with his hands raised at his sides. Lelouch smiled mischievously as he turned around and acted out his part. "Please officer, you've got to help me! I'm a Britannian student please you've got to help me get out of here!" said Lelouch, who pretended to sound panicked.

"What, a Britannian student? Stay where you are, I'm coming out, doesn't make any sudden movements" said the voice. Lelouch obediently obeyed the knightmare pilot, for now that is. When the black hatch on back of the knightmare opened a woman with light brown skin and a silver flowing ponytail, Lelouch was surprised. A woman for a pilot, she must've been pretty skilled with a knightmare since there weren't really that much women pilots.

"Oh, by the way, I will be taking your knightmare now, please, hand me the key and the code, oh and forget you ever saw me after I leave" said Lelouch as his left eye lit up brightly with the Geass sigil in his eye.

"Understood," she said in an emotionless, yet submissive tone as Lelouch noticed the reddish glow that surrounded her irises and she started twirling the key in her fingers before throwing it over to her, "The code number is XG21G2D4."

Lelouch laughed as he walked forward and grabbed the keys. He stared into yellow eyes, the eyes of a loyal soldier. He wondered, if this might've been one of his soldiers during his time as royalty, but then again he could not clearly remember, and thought about it for a while. Then it hit him, he recognized her as Villetta Nu, the second-in-command of the Purist Faction; the branch that was based in "Area Eleven". He remembered seeing Villetta on TV numerous times in the past at press conferences.

Lelouch absolutely detested the Purists. They were the worst among the anti-"Number" factions within Britannia and were violently opposed to the Honorary Britannian system. In their view, "Numbers" were trash that did not deserve anything other than misery just because they happened to exist and whenever a "Number" proved them wrong and proved his or her worth, the Purists just could not stomach the notion of a non-Britannian being just as good, if not better than they were

Lelouch smiled deviously, "Hmhmhmhahahaha, maybe you might be of some use to me after all, but not yet, too early for you to come in" said Lelouch as he walked away towards the Sutherland. After making his way to the Sutherland he got into the hatch and placed the key into the keyhole. The monitors around him lit up with life and also lit up the dark cockpit. He waited a few seconds for the system to start up and then the screen before him changed, it was now asking for the password. Lelouch had on his face a gleeful smile on his face; it had been too long since he's been in a machine of death and destruction. After inputting in the code for the Sutherland, Lelouch smiled, "Oh how nice it is to be in one of these things again, I've missed this feeling" said Lelouch who closed his eyes lost in a trance.

He stayed that way until he heard a transmission come through from the Sutherlands radio system. "This is Alpha Company we got them damn elevens on the run!" said a voice. "This is HQ, Alpha Company you are to move forward and purge point 0315 of all eleven threats, the weapon must be found" replied another man who sounded much more intelligent. "Roger that HQ, Alpha Company proceeding to point 0315 over and out"

Lelouch smiled mischievously, he could clearly use this to his advantage. Lelouch could have a little payback for what those men did to that girl; the military forces of Britannia would pay dearly for the mistakes of the few. Before he could do that though, Lelouch had to find the rebels' radio frequency. It took merely a few seconds for Lelouch to hack into their radio frequency.

Lelouch projected a map of the Shinjuku Ghetto onto the monitor and looked for a good spot to hide while helping out the rebels. After skimming through the whole map and memorizing everything he closed the map on the monitor and turned it back to the regular visual. It would take only a few minutes for him to get himself into position then, all hell would break lose.

-At ambulance-

"So are we having a bad day?" Rowan said neutrally.

Suzaku shot up and instantly winced as pain lanced up his right side. Lloyd was giving him a particularly cheeky grin. "Looks like you missed your chance to go to heaven Private Kururugi."

"I did?" Suzaku asked as he moved to get up, but winced at feeling the pain in his side where he had been shot.

He also noticed that his torso had been wrapped in bandages round his stomach area and upper abdomen as well as over his left shoulder like a sash.

"Where…?" he started to ask as he managed to sit up with a confused look on his face as he wondered what had happened to Lelouch and the girl they had both discovered and if whether or not the Royal Guard had managed to kill them.

"Hmm?" the man; obviously a scientist said with a raised eyebrow before going on to explain, "Ah, we're still in the Shinjuku Ghetto."

He then realized that he was inside an ambulance that had no doubt been called in to deal with possible casualties.

"With Prince Clovis and Consort Roberta nearby, this is probably the safest place anywhere," the woman standing behind the scientist, whom Suzaku guess must be white haired ones assistant spoke up.

The scientist with barrette in his head called Rowan took a small step to the side as assistant held out a round watch that was sitting on top of a white cloth that she had in both her hands.

"This is what saved your life Mr. Kururugi." She said unwrapping a handkerchief. Suzaku's stomach clenched.

There on the white cloth was his father's pocket watch, with a nasty bullet hole in it.

"You're lucky it was under your protective suit, because that's what deflected the bullet," Lloyd explained.

"Is it a keepsake?" Cecile asked.

"Yeah, very," Suzaku answered taking it. If it weren't for his hand supporting it he was certain the whole thing would have fallen apart.

"You 11's believe in that god's live in inside of everything, even objects don't you?" Rowan commented. "I guess this one…"

"Is Lel…" Suzaku interrupted before he caught himself. He didn't know if these three were members of the military and if they were then revealing Lelouch would be a death sentence to his friend, if he was still alive. "What's the latest on the situation?"

"It looks like the poison gas was released. Massive Eleven casualties have been reported." Lloyd answered somberly.

"They haven't caught the perpetrators yet." Cecile added.

"They haven't huh?" Suzaku muttered his mind starting to churn

"Not yet."

He had already escaped death once and decided not to risk it. He did not know how much this scientist or his assistant knew about it and feared the telling the truth could land him in trouble yet again and this time, his father's old watch would not be able to save him. If these people knew the truth, they would probably kill him if he divulged what he knew and if not, it could lead them poking their noses where they should not be and in that case, they all could end up dead.

"Private Kururugi," Rowan said break his chain of thought, "how much experience do you have in piloting a knightmare frame?"

"Just basic simulations," Suzaku admitted. It was a requirement upon entry into the military to go through various test and simulations to see just what roles they could apply a soldier to. Not that it mattered much with Honorary Britannian's; they got stuck in junk units regardless. Honorary Britannians were not allowed to pilot knightmare frames due to their former status as "Numbers"… according to the higher-ups they did not want their knightmares falling into the hands of terrorists and were wary of spies as terrorist groups had been known to have some of their members enlist as Honorary Britannians to act as spies. The Japan Liberation Front, the biggest anti-Britannian movement in "Area Eleven" was famous for it as many of its members consisted of former Japanese military personnel.

Lloyd smiled. "I see, and what were your scores in said simulations?"

"They never disclosed it," Suzaku admitted.

"Partially due to protocol and partially because the Britannian's hate being proven wrong," Lloyd said before pulling out a file. "Luckily we came across it; such files aren't much classified and are thus available to contractors such as ourselves."

"So you're not with the regular military?" Suzaku asked.

"We're with the Glaston Organizations Research and Development department, while Rowan is part of Titans Foundation's technological research department, FutureTech." Cecile explained.

"We found your file and it caught our eye," Rowan resumed. "We've been meaning to do some field testing with a new model we've developed but have been lacking in the area of available pilots."

"And what does that have to do with me?"

"You scored a 94% on your knightmare frame aptitude tests," Lloyd said handing him the folder. "If you had been born a Britannian you would have been packed off to Academy that very day."

"Lucky for us you are an Honorary Britannian," Lloyd said brightly. "Which means we're going to offer you a little job?"

"What do you?" Suzaku started before Lloyd pulled a golden knightmare key from his pocket and dangled it in front of him.

"Private Kururugi, how much experience do you have in piloting a knightmare frame?" the white scientist asked curiously, changing the subject.

"Wha… but there's no way an Eleven would be made a knight," Suzaku said in surprised astonishment as both the scientist and his assistant stared at him curiously.

"Well, supposing you could," the scientist asked in an uncaring tone as he held up what looked like a knightmare frame activation-key in front of Suzaku's face, much to Suzaku's utter astonishment.

"Congratulations, the only knightmare of its kind awaits you," the scientist went on, not particularly caring for Suzaku's surprised reaction, "Once you take the controls of this big beauty, everything will change; you and your world."

"Whether you want it to or not," his assistant added and Rowan could only agree.

"And if the higher-ups don't like an Eleven pilot, then they can take their delusional beliefs and shove 'em up their asses for all I care," the scientist said with a serious look on his face; his tone, one of challenging defiance, as if daring his superiors to object, "I believe that talent should be made use of whether it belongs to a Britannian or not."

Though they knew that if Suzaku did turn out to be really good at piloting his new knightmare, it would infuriate a lot of people as with this knightmare, only the best of the best, such as Marianne the Flash and Princess Cornelia could pilot it and if Suzaku was just as good as they were, it would infuriate a lot of people due to the fact he was not Britannian and was considered inferior, especially since he was born in what was now one of Britannia's numbered areas. In Lloyd Asplund's opinion, it seemed that the majority of Britannians had one big massive superiority complex over the rest of the world and believed that non-Britannians, even those from areas regions and nations that had not been conquered by the Empire should bow down and worship them as if they were gods among men… well perhaps that was a bit over the top as Lloyd knew there were many decent Britannians that did not "get with the program" as it were, but with all the oppression the "Numbers" had suffered, it such felt that way. The other two superpowers in the world were the Chinese Federation and the Euro Universe and Britannia did not like either one… basically because they proved Britannia wrong and were too powerful for Britannia to mess with and that infuriated a lot of Britannians. Of course, Lloyd knew that that was just his opinion based on what he had seen and quite possibly, he could be blowing it out of proportions.

-Shinjuku Ghetto-

Meanwhile in the ghetto, innocent civilians continued to hopelessly try to flee as the GDI military continued to gun them down. A tank had just succeeded in shooting down three helpless civilians. However, a slash harken shot out of the ground and into the front of the tank, damaging its main gun and then it recoiled back to a one-armed red Glasgow as it surfaced. The tank's side guns fired at the knightmare, but the bullets as no effect whatsoever and bounced harmlessly off its armor.

-Neon Avalon secret base-

Meanwhile at Neon Avalon's secret facility that had been hidden under the Tokyo settlement, facilities' commander was directing resources for Funeral Parlor's attack on important GDI military base. This group of bunkers was part panic room, part surveillance room, part hospital, part armory, part hanger for thirty different mythmatons. Mythmatons were actually like normal knightmare frames, but instead of Yggdrasil-drive system they used unique Nidhoggr-drive system and cockpit were combination of normal knightmare cockpit and Automatons operation system. Mythmatons were usually named after mythological beings and were solely used by Neon Avalon. The sanctuary was buried fifty feet underneath settlement and reinforced to with stand a direct hit from Britannia's most powerful bunker busting bombs. It had a private generator with backups, water treatment faculties, and waste disposal unit.

For seven years he'd fought in Japan first as Nod soldier and then as soldier of Neon Avalon. He'd refused himself many comforts of going to Glass Isles or in experimental Luna-city in moon in order to protect the Japan where he had born. He would not allow it to all be in vain. He would not allow himself to fail again as he had in trying to protect his first homeland.

Then the moment he'd been waiting for came. His 'special' phone rang. That phone is something that one of founders used and when he it rings he was ordered to provide whatever this founder wanted. Commander answered in phone.

"My Lord," he said trying to hide his nervousness. "Where are you?"

"Shinjuku ghetto," Lelouch replied. "Is Saber there and is it possible for me to get the Tiamat?"

"I'm sorry sir, but attack hasn't even begun yet and miss Ayase took Tiamat."

"Is there any above Fifth Generation machines that I could use and way to get it here?"

Commander watched through list, "There is one Sixth Generation Nephilim and we have three Venoms. Those could probably carry it there."

"Good. Have it sent here immediately. Don't worry about pilot; I'm sure I find someone. And while you're at it connect me to agent RR."

"Yes sir." commander said and started barking orders.

-Shinjuku ghetto-

After climbing into the top of a ruined building Lelouch tapped into both the rebels and Britannian IF signals. When he was done getting the signals, dots and arrows of red and blue appeared all over his map. The blue dots and arrows outnumbered the red dots and arrows by 10 – 1. Lelouch smiled, knowing the chaos that he would cause. After adjusting the settings of the IF signals and the system, all of the dots and arrows swapped colors. Now it was the blue dots and arrows that were outnumbered.

"They need to keep a lid on this information, so it'll be hard for them to call in reinforcements," Lelouch explained to herself as he analyzed the map, "They'll have to make do with the pieces they have on the board."

From Lelouch's intercom, came a voice of a girl, it was one of the rebels, "Shit, these damn brits got me on the run! Ohgi, I need reinforcements! They got me pinned down by the square area!" Lelouch looked into his map and found the square, it was labeled point 0315. Lelouch then spoke into his radio.

-At same time-

Kallen's slash harken blew yet another GDI Hammerhead gunship out of the sky. Then she saw as Predator-tank fired down a group of people trying to flee the scene. But it was quickly destroyed by a Kallen's slash harken. The fight was going badly. There were only around twenty eight partisans in their whole group. Those were being supported by a handful of on the spot volunteers from the Ghetto's citizens who bolstered their numbers by about thirty. Still it was around sixty poorly equipped militia with one damaged Glasgow against an entire regiment with armored, air, artillery, and knightmare support. They only option they had was to try cover the people as they fled into the sub ways.

"Those damn Britannians!" She screamed in frustration as her slash harken retracted. In all honesty, she just could not understand the attitude of the Britannian military. Why were they conducting a massacre on innocent people? This could not be one of their settlement expansion movements, could it? She did not think so, but she just could not help but shake the feeling that this was indirectly her fault; her and her group for stealing that capsule containing poison gas, or was it poison gas at all or something else… something that could ruin the reputation of someone important if knowledge of it managed to escape into the public domain. That sounded plausible. However, if it was not poison gas they had stolen, then what was it? Just what could be in that capsule that could potentially pose a threat to people's reputations enough for them to have the military wipe out an entire ghetto just to keep it quiet? The answer eluded her, but she was becoming more and more convinced that it had not been poison gas they had stolen.

"Kallen," Ohgi's voice called in over her radio. "Can the Glasgow still move?"

"Don't worry Ohgi," she replied. "The only ones who'll get captured are those of us in the resistance."

Just as Ohgi was going to respond something smashed through the wall of a ruined building behind her.

"Well well well," Jeremiah said smugly. "It's our old friend in the Glasgow."

Kallen cursed and floored it. The Glasgow shot off trying desperately to keep pace with the Sutherland. But it was no good; the Glasgow's top speed in its battered condition was sixty miles per hour whereas the Sutherland could top eighty. To top it all of her energy Gauge began beeping. She had just thirty minutes of power left.

'What the hell do I do?', she thought? 'Damnit Kallen think! You're smarter than this!'

She had one advantage by knowing ghetto quite well and after few minutes of chase through alleys she was able to lose them. But she still had energy problem.

"You rebel," a new unfamiliar voice came over the Glasgow's communicator, causing Kallen to gasp in surprise, "Yes I'm talking to you."

"Who is this?" Kallen snapped furiously with suspicion evident in her voice, "How do you know this code?"

This was a surprising turn of events. She had been contacted by some unknown, though from the sound of the voice, it was clearly male and was giving her instructions. However, Kallen could not help but be suspicious. What if it was a trap, meant to lull her into a false sense of security? Just how did this mysterious figure out her frequency? However, what would be the point of setting a trap? The Britannians clearly had the advantage and she was no doubt as good as dead if she did not manage to shake off GDI military.

"That doesn't matter," Lelouch, said, "If you want to win, you're going to have to trust me. You have a whole company coming towards your position, 10 Sutherlands, 4 Predator-tanks, and 20 foot mobiles. I'd suggest you listen to me if you want to live."

"To win?" Kallen said in shocked confusion from inside the cockpit of the Glasgow, deciding that with few options open to her that for now, it was safer to trust this mysterious man. "Fine, what do you want me to do?"

"Much better, now, listen well, go to point 0311 now, I've marked it on your map."

"Roger that, heading to point 0311."

"As you make your way out of the square shoot tear down the building on your left down with your slash harkens. You should see it; it's out in the open."

"Yeah I see it, here goes."

True to her words Lelouch saw the building collapse from the distance. He then averted his eyes back onto his monitor watching the girl's path. That was when he saw something coming towards her. It was a team of 7 knightmares that was proceeding towards her coordinates. "Q-1, you've got 7 enemy knightmares coming your way, fast."

"Roger that, and what kind of code name is that, Q-1?"

"Just shut up and keep moving."

Lelouch watched the screen and watched as the group coming after her split up and was moving even faster towards her. He also noticed that there was one that was moving extremely fast for a knightmare. It looked as if it was going to try go in front of the rebel and slow her down, but the thing was moving much too fast to be a knightmare? He pondered on the thought before he looked back on the map and noticed that it was on a rail system. His eyes widened as he did not expect someone to be catching a ride one the train.

"Shit, Q-1 change course to point 0340 and keep moving let nothing slow you down unless you want to fight the enemy and something tells me those units chasing after you aren't green pilots."

"Ugh…damn persistent bastards; they never give up do they?"

"Apparently not, now keep moving. There should be a large building that towers the rest of the other buildings just ahead of you. When you see it I want you to partially destroy the pillar holding it up, just the right amount of power so it won't fall right after you hit it."

"Yeah, I see it right up ahead."

"Alright, after you destroy it turn around and lure them to you. After the building collapses go and turn at the left corner and circle around and take the enemy by surprise."

"What, are you sure?"

"Yes I'm sure, they won't be expecting you to come from behind, after all, they'll think you set this trap up to buy you some time to escape, but really it's to buy time for you to commence your counterattack on them."

"Well, alright if you say so."

Kallen did as she was told and used her slash harken on her Glasgow to take out the pillar, partially. After she hit it there was a loud crackling as the other three pillars crumbled against the unstable weight of the ruined building. Her enemies, too focused on her did not notice the slight rumbling sound or movement of the building. Instead only seeing their target before their eyes they rushed up even faster. 'Amateurs' thought Lelouch. It's the ones who rush in without taking note of their surroundings that got killed first.

"I've got you now Eleven!" shouted out one of the soldiers through their knightmare's loudspeakers. Two others followed the knightmare leading the charge towards the rebel girl. Consequently their eagerness was what got them killed. When they came close the building came crashing down onto the three knightmares crushing them along with their pilots. Explosions went off as the rubble crushed the knightmares and some rocks flew and damaged two of the four knightmares that did not charge in.

"Shit! We lost the three rookies, goddamn it" said one of the soldiers through Lelouch's radio. Lelouch smirked, clearly his plan had worked, and it took out three. Now, on his map was only five knightmares left. The four that did not get caught by the collapsing building and the one that was on the train. The one on the train was further away and Lelouch assumed that the pilot had found out that though his plan to intercept the rebel girl with the train system was genius, but did not go as planned and was now coming back.

"Hurry, you need to take out the remaining four knightmares and quickly before it's too late, attack now while the element of surprise is still on your side!"

"Tch, you don't have to say that twice, I'm going in!"

The girl couldn't have chosen a better time to attack as the damaged knightmare were now offline and being repaired by their pilots as the other two undamaged ones tried to see if any of their comrades survived. The girl charged in with her knightmare. Her knightmare was a red Glasgow, thought it was nothing compared to the Sutherlands. Even though it matters about how strong the weapon is, it matters a lot more about who is using it. Clearly the girl had a lot more experience than the soldiers. They were just as green as the rookies they lost thought Lelouch. After all, how could they give her such a clear opening?

Though her Glasgow was inferior to the new generation model, the Sutherland, it did have more maneuverability and speed than the Sutherland. She came at the two offline knightmares at full speed. She went right in between the two offline Sutherlands and destroyed their cockpit. Though, along the way though she ran over one of the pilots leaving a trail of human blood in her wake. The two knightmares fell onto the ground before exploding due to exterior and interior damage.

When the other two knightmares turned around their pilots saw a small inferno. The pilots saw a dark figure in the inferno and hoped that it was one of theirs, unfortunately it wasn't. Two slash harkens came flying towards both of the knightmares. One of the pilots was able to react fast enough and got only an arm component taken off. The other unfortunately was impaled by the projectile. It pierced through the armor into the cockpit and killed the pilot inside. When the projectile was retracted back it was dripping with human blood as the knightmare blew up in an inferno of flames.

The last pilot alive was enraged at the death of his comrade. Without thinking he rushed his Sutherland at the girl's Glasgow. Lelouch was quite impressed at her quick reaction. With her, much more agile knightmare frame, she somersaulted over the soldier and landed behind him. The pilot who had little experience did not know what happened. All he knew was that the knightmare in front of him had disappeared. The girl then sent a punch into the cockpit of her enemy killing him and destroying his knightmare in the process.

Lelouch had on quite a surprised look on his face, "This girl isn't half bad with a knightmare, she could probably surpass even Ayase and land hit on Altria… Probably." said Lelouch.

"Tch, that takes care of the damn Britannian scum, hey you…you still there? Hey person, are you still there?"

"Look out; another one's coming at 6 o'clock, move now!"

"Shit!" cursed the girl as she got hit by the enemy's firearm.

Quickly the girl picked up two SMGs of the destroyed Sutherlands. Kallen let off a hail of bullets as she went to get some cover. Lelouch through his screen noticed that the girl had really bad aim. He sighed, "I might just have to get my own hands dirty."

After Kallen got behind the building, it went silent. She couldn't hear her pursuer coming after her. A few pebbles or rock from the ruined building fell onto her knightmare causing small thumps to echo in her cockpit. Without looking up, she maneuvered her Glasgow out of the incoming enemy's attack. Apparently her enemy attacked her from above, something unexpected. Quickly after landing her enemy did not give her anytime to recuperate and attacked her viciously. Kallen tried to shoot her enemy, but the pilot was better than she thought. The enemy armed his knightmare's stun tonfas and struck at her with impressive speed. Kallen, dodged the incoming attack and utilized her Glasgow's speed to counter attack.

Her attacker was sent flying, but proved to be very resourceful. In flight, the enemy pilot launched his slash harkens hitting the red Glasgow's left arm and skidded across the Glasgow's chest area. Kallen cursed as she dislodged her Glasgow's left arm, before throwing the weapon in the Glasgow's right arm at the Sutherland. The enemy swiped the incoming projectile out of the way and was about to charge at the rebel in front of him to notice that the rebel was gone. He looked around quickly until the Sutherland's sensors picked up an enemy from above.

Kallen's Glasgow came down swift like lighting on her enemy. Using her knightmare's heel for an attack she caught the enemy off guard. It wasn't too often that you'd see two knightmares engaging in hand to hand combat. The pilot smirked to himself before bringing up his knightmare's forearm to block the attack. After blocking the attack he used his knightmare's tonfas to attack the cockpit of his opponent's knightmare going for the kill.

Shock overtook Kallen when her attack was blocked, but even more shocked when her foe aimed for the cockpit. Doing the almost impossible, she flipped her knightmare backwards giving herself some distance. The man inside the Sutherland gasped, "That's impossible, how can an untrained monkey learn to do that!?" Apparently he had forgotten to close off his loudspeaker.

"Just because we're Japanese, doesn't mean we're not trained you damn Brit!" said the girl in perfect English. Lelouch who was monitoring the battle was also quite impressed, not many could make their knightmare do a back flip successfully. "Oh, so you can speak English rebel?" said Lelouch through the radio. "Yea, I can, what's it to you stranger?" barked back Kallen. Lelouch laughed, "Humph, I suppose so…rebel it's time for you to leave, even though you're pretty skilled with a knightmare, your Glasgow is obsolete to his Sutherland. You can probably beat him if the playing field was leveled, but apparently you have the disadvantage. You do know don't you?"

"What are you talking about?"

"He's just stalling you until his reinforcements get here, he knows he can't beat you without the danger of himself dying, get out of there now."

"But, I-I can take him!"

"Yes, maybe you can, but what would you do when the 10 knightmares that are coming to his aid gets there? Then again, It's your life, if you want to die there in vain the so be it."

"Ugh…argh! Fine, where do I go?"

"Good, deploy your smokescreen and proceed to point 0335, I've already placed a marker on your map."

The enemy pilot was prepared for another assault, but then the knightmare in front of him stood to a relaxed stance. "You got lucky today Britannian dog, the next time we meet, you're as good as mine" said the girl through her knightmare. The man inside the Sutherland looked puzzled, but that was only until the red Glasgow started to release out smokescreen. "Shit, don't even think about running away! Erich, you come with me and rest goes to point C-703. It's better that only small force takes after that Eleven"

"Yes, lord Jeremiah! All units move out!"

"Good, let's see what you do now eleven" said Jeremiah.

Lelouch noticed on his screen that a few of the red arrows began to change course. "Well now, where these fools could be going towards" said Lelouch as he skimmed at the virtual map on his HUD. "My, my, aren't you sly. None the less, that was a huge mistake, it's as if their asking me to send you to your grave. Hahaha, well, guess I was getting bored anyways, time for some action" said Lelouch as he began to stretch his arms. "Use the tracks to move to the west entrance."

Kallen glanced at her digital map and confirmed that she was heading in the right direction. Just a bit more and she would be at her destination. She then drove her knightmare towards a bridge and caused it to jump onto the bridge and onto the railway line atop the bridge with each of the Glasgow's feet landing on a rail and then to move along the railway line as sparks flew from the feet with the landspinners moving the knightmare from behind each of its feet.

"Okay, what am I supposed to do now?" Kallen asked. Behind the Glasgow, the two Sutherlands chasing it also jumped onto the bridge and resumed the chase.

"You pathetic Eleven," Jeremiah commented boastfully from inside the cockpit of his Sutherland, rather enjoying himself, "If you simply run away, this hunt hasn't much to offer in the way of sport."

Meanwhile, a train was travelling down the line towards the fleeing Glasgow and pursuing Sutherlands, causing Kallen to look on in momentary panic at the approaching train.

"Since you trusted me, you're going to win," the voice of the mysterious man came over the communicator, causing Kallen to calm down somewhat, though she was still a bit apprehensive, "Jump onto the train."

"Gotcha," Kallen replied hurriedly as she made the Glasgow jump just as the train was about to hit its legs and landing on top of the roof of its first carriage and then hopped its way down the train as Jeremiah's Sutherland placed its hands on both side of the engine to bring it to a halt, which was not much of a problem since the driver had applied the brakes beforehand.

"You think you can get through that way, hmm?" Jeremiah mused curiously with an impressed smirk from inside the cockpit.

"If that's your plan then…" his voice boomed on the outside as the train came to a complete stop.

"You, go after the Glasgow," he ordered the pilot of the other Sutherland.

"Yes my Lord," the pilot's voice boomed from the PA speakers as the Sutherland jumped into the air, only to be hit by a pair of slash harkens, causing it to fall to the ground, bouncing off the bridge and to the ground below causing major damage to its torso.

"What the…?" Jeremiah said from inside the cockpit as his eyes widened in surprise, since he knew those slash harkens could not have come from the Glasgow.

Looking to the side, he noticed a lone Sutherland inside the ruins of a nearby building with its factsphere sensor activated as its slash harkens returned. The front of the Sutherland's head closed and Jeremiah was left speechless for a moment.

"Shot by friendly fire," he said in surprise, concluding that the pilot had just made a mistake, "What's your name and your unit? We're after the red Glas…"

He was cut off as the Sutherland responded by firing its assault rifle at him.

"Oh my god," Jeremiah said in fearful shock with widened eyes as he came to a horrifying conclusion, "A terrorist?"

Somehow he figured, the terrorists must have somehow stolen a Sutherland. However, before he could respond, the enemy Sutherland's assault rifle had managed to take out his Sutherland's left foot by aiming at the landspinner, causing it to kneel on its right knee.

"Curse you," he said furiously with rage in his eyes, glaring at the enemy Sutherland as he moved to aim his own Sutherland's assault rifle at it.

However, he then noticed the Glasgow rolling along the top of the train right at him as he heard the pilot yell out a battle cry as her knightmare sped towards him. Knowing that he had no time to move to defend himself, he pulled a lever at the left side of his seat and the front of his Sutherland's chest opened up, revealing rocket boasters as inside, the monitor displayed the word, "Ejection seat activate", indicated that Jeremiah had activated the ejection sequence. The rocket boosters in the Sutherland's chest fired up and the cockpit shot of the Sutherland as a forty-five-degree angle and moving away a safe distance before shooting out parachutes to slow down its descent, much to Kallen's surprise.

Inside the Glasgow's cockpit, Kallen breathed a sigh of relief as she saw the abandoned Sutherland fall on its back.

"You saved me," she said with a smile, sighing with relief before looking towards where her mysterious helper had been, "But how did you get a hold of a Sutherland?"

However, to her surprise, the Sutherland was already gone.

"What… where did he go?" she asked herself, wondering just who that man was and why he had helped her.

"Hey...why are you helping us? You seem like you're good and smart enough to take on the whole army, so why are you helping a bunch of rebels like us?" asked Kallen.

"Humph, you could say that it was just a coincidence that I got involved with you guys. I mean, you and your partner did drag me into this mess."

"What do you mean by that?" She wasn't able to get answer as he cut of the connection. "Hey, answer me goddamn it! Damn it, he's seen my face...damn him" said a frustrated Kallen.

"Kallen!" Kaname Ohgi shouted out as he and three others; two men and a woman came running up to the Glasgow, "What the hell was that radio message earlier?"

"What, he contacted you to?" Kallen's voice boomed from the Glasgow's PA speakers, sounding rather surprised.

"Y-yea, actually if that voice didn't come help us when it did we wouldn't be here talking to you right now" said Ohgi scratching the back of his head.

"Q-1, are you there?"

"Y-yea, we're all here now."

"Good, that there, the train, it's a present from me to you and your comrades, I do hope you find your present pleasing."

All of them turned towards the train and opened the carts on it. To everyone's surprise inside the carts were a number of Sutherlands.

"H-hey, guys, look at this, i-it's a bunch of Sutherlands!" yelled out one of the rebels.

They all ran to the train and found their comrade's words true. Each train cart had a number of Sutherlands that looked like they were in completely new shape. There was no scratch or sign of it ever operating. Then the voice made its presence known.

"So, does my gift satisfy you? If so then, I'll be needing your cooperation for us to get out of here alive."

Tamaki, being the loud mouth he is spoke without thinking, "Who do you think you are huh! You think we're just going to listen to a person we don't even know! For all we know you could just be another Britannian bastard who wants us all dead!"

Kallen slowly shook her head. "The only person I know of that fights against Britannia and is capable of doing something like this 'voice' has done, is Tohdoh the Miracle-Maker. But he only works with the JLF with his personal force, the Four Holy Swords. There's no way in hell that he would be anywhere near the Shinjuku ghetto, let alone the Tokyo Settlement."

Ohgi nodded at Kallen's assessment of the situation. "So it very well could be possible that the person we're working with right now is completely new to the scene here in Area 11," he said to them all. "Whoever that 'voice' is, I get the feeling that he truly believes that we can win here today. I don't much care about us 'winning,' so to say. I just want this senseless slaughtering of the Japanese people to stop. If the 'voice' can do that, then I might seek him out and try to join up with him."

"Why?" Tamaki blurted out, a dumber look than normal on his face. "'We've been doing just fine on our own haven't we?"

"Tamaki!" Ohgi snapped at the group's local idiot. "Look around us." Ohgi motioned with his arms. "Shinjuku is in even worse of a state than it was just a mere two hours ago. The Japanese living as peacefully and best that they could are being mercilessly massacred in the homes they were living in. With what we had before this 'voice' showed up, we could barely keep ourselves alive, let alone the thousands of Japanese living here in Shinjuku.

"Before the 'voice' showed up, we only had one, obsolete, crippled Glasgow fighting against over a hundred top-of-the-line Sutherlands which are piloted by trained soldiers need I remind you. Kallen is more than a great pilot, but even the Knight of One wouldn't be able to come out on top with those odds. Now the 'voice' has not only given us the means to actually fight back, he's given us a chance to win.

"Are you going to try and tell me that we could've gotten all these on our own, without the 'voice?' Because we couldn't have. I was actually about to order our retreat since the situation was too hopeless before. But now I feel like we could actually fight back. That we can actually push the Britannians back and save the Japanese here in Shinjuku."

"...are you sure you want to risk the lives of all the Japanese people in the Shinjuku Ghetto?" Lelouch suddenly added "That, thing that you stole, it belonged to Prince Clovis la Britannia and Empress Consort Roberta ne Britannia. Do you think that their vengeance will be casted upon only your rebel group? I think not, just look at the sheer amount of man power he is using to fight against all of you, a feeble bunch of rebels. It is true though, am I not right? Will you so willingly risk the lives of other Japanese because of your stubbornness? Humph, what happened to the honor and pride of the Japanese people? Are you so low as to let innocent people suffer because of your mistakes? If you are given a chance to win, wouldn't you take that chance? I've given you a chance, a chance to win against Britannia and save many innocent lives. All I ask is that you obey my command until that battle is over. I mean I could probably escape out of here alive and leave all of you here for the massacre that will occur when you are all defeated."

At his words everyone went silent, even Tamaki. Lelouch and Kallen's words had some shattering effects on them. Calling them by Japanese, and asking them where their pride and honor was. They all felt hurt at that comment. However, even though they did not trust him, Lelouch's words held the truth in them. It brought them to reality, to what would happen if they did lose this battle. Not only will their group be killed, but the innocent people of the Shinjuku Ghetto would also get involved.

"If there's anyone here who thinks they can make a miracle happen I'd like to see you try and utterly fail in the end so, will there be anyone who is willing to take that risk?"

"..." there was only a long silence, all of them knew they could not win this battle without him.

"Good, now listen well, everyone will be organized into their own separate squads and will move and attack accordingly to my orders. All knightmare pilots, I want you all to turn off your IFF we won't be needing a double edged sword for this battle. You, Q-1, stay in your Glasgow, its more fitting for you."

"B-but it's damaged..."

"That won't be a problem, there should be spare parts in the last train cart."

"W-wow, are you psychic for something?"

"That is an irrelevant question, but I guess you could say that, now moving on. Listen well, don't forget your squad names, it'll be crucial since we are not using the IFF system. First, Q1 in the Glasgow, you already know your codename, you'll be going solo since the others will just slow you down. Now the rest of you..."

Meanwhile, up inside the ruins of another building, Lelouch hid inside Villetta's Sutherland as he started to plan her next move. After he turned off Kallen's communicator, he then sat back and let out a tired and slightly frustrated sigh.

"This is wearing me out," he said, before his expression turned serious, "Regardless though; I'll need determination to succeed. After all, I'm betting my life on this game."

He then took a black king chess piece that he had picked up when he had exited the Sutherland earlier and twirled it in his hand.

-G-1 Base-

Meanwhile in the G-1 Base, which was being guarded by a few Sutherlands and had three yellow ambulances situated in front of it, Bartley was currently discussing the situation with Roberta and Clovis.

"The terrorists are mixed among the Eleven populace and are mounting a minor resistance against us," he said, still standing at the table with his back to both Clovis and Roberta with the other advisors situated round the table, "But they pose little threat to our vastly superior army."

He then turned to face the Prince and Imperial Consort, looking for their comments.

"We know that… moving on," Clovis said from his throne, trying his best to keep the disgust and revulsion out of his voice. "I don't' give a damn about the terrorists, just find that wretched girl!"

In truth, he was feeling rather indifferent at watching images of the massacre on the monitor, even though when he saw some of the victims were children and yet, Roberta looked on in glee and watching those children die seemed to heighten her twisted happiness. This woman… no, this monster was just not human. How could she enjoy watching those images showing destruction and death? It was horrifying and sickening. Roberta had clearly lost her humanity.

"Understood Your Highness," Bartley's voice came, bringing him back to reality, "The gas capsules will be…"

"What the public thinks," Roberta spoke up in a seriously harsh tone, reminding him of the truth.

"Yes, we'll keep searching for her," Bartley replied obediently.

"By the way, I want her captured dead or alive," Roberta said, "Kill the Britannian student in her company and bring his body to me. We'll simply tell his family and friends that terrorists had taken him hostage, but unfortunately, the military couldn't get to her in time as the terrorists had already killed him. As for the target herself, I want her recaptured alive if possible. However, if she resists, kill her. We already have enough data from her to complete the research on our own, though it would be much quicker if we have her, but since she's a former associate of that disgusting witch, Marianne, I don't care either way."

She then flashed him an evil, somewhat boastful smile, letting him know that she would come out of this unscathed if the truth was made public and Clovis knew that that was a reality. He was her human shield against the media and the public. She could easily manipulate things from behind the scenes, making him look to be the only guilty party.

-A Few Minutes Later-

This was turning into one of the strangest and most stressful days in Ohgi's life. First the botch truck theft, then the attack, and now the guy on the radio was giving them Britannian's primary front line knightmare frame.

As he powered on his new Sutherland Tamaki appeared on his display.

"Are certain about this whole thing?" He asked. "They've all had their IFF's removed, what if this is a trap?"

"The other side has total advantage in this war," Ohgi answered. "They don't need to set any traps."

Tamaki didn't look convinced yet but made no further objections.

-G-1 Base-

"Enemy spotted at point F-31," one of Clovis' advisors said from inside the G-1 Base as he and the others currently were looking over the map displaying the area and their forces.

"A faint eh," Roberta commented in bored dismissal, though a devilish smirk adorned her deceptively beautiful face, "How pedestrian."

"Tell Lazlo squad to go straight in," Bartley ordered through the communicator on the table, using his hands to point at the area on the table in an aggressive manner as if emphasizing his point even as the area map appeared on the front monitor, "Have Eugen and Valerie strike from the rear."

-At ghetto-

"Alright people," Ohgi said addressing the whole group as the either manned Sutherlands or one of the two IFV's. "Let's move get to your assigned points."

His radio crackled to life and the voice spoke again.

"P-1 can you move? It operates basically the same as what you're used to."

'Used to?' He thought. 'We've only got one Glasgow and aside from Kallen nobody has had much time on it.'

"Can't you tell us who you are?" He demanded. "At least you're name."

"I can't do that," the voice replied. "What if these signals are being intercepted?"

Ohgi kicked himself. Why hadn't they thought of that? They'd been using their own names in combat situations, no wonder the voice had assigned them letters and numbers.

"Anyways if Q-1 is on schedule enemy Sutherlands, probably two of them will reach you in twenty three seconds."The voice continued. "Shot them through the wall."

"Ah he's out of his mind," Tamaki snarled.

"Everyone double check your weapons," Ohgi ordered his face becoming deadly serious. If the voice was on their side than this was the make or break moment.

"What?" Tamaki exclaimed. "Are you serious?"

Ohgi didn't reply, he leveled his 25mm rifle on the wall in front of him and held his breath, counting down first in his head and soon out loud.

"Ten," he whispered. "Nine. Eight. Seven. Six. Five. Four." His fingers went to the triggers and flicked the safety off. "Three. Two. One. Fire!"

Hot 25mm armor piercing rounds sprayed from his machine gun and ripped into and then through the wall. The wall came apart revealing two Sutherlands rapidly being turned into scrap metal.

'It worked?' He thought, surprised as the two enemy units collapsed, the pods remaining locked in their machines. 'We just killed two Sutherlands...'

"P-1, P-4, P7, move a hundred meters to the right and fire your slash harkens towards three o'clock," the voice ordered.

"You heard him!" Ohgi barked filled with a sudden confidence. "Do what the voice says!"

"P-5 you ready?"

"Quit calling me that," Tamaki growled.

"Can it Tamaki," Kallen's voice came over Inoue's communicator in a furious tone, clearly fed up with his constant complaining, "It's all because you couldn't stick to Naoto's plan that we're in this mess in the first place, so shut it."

Tamaki opened his mouth to retaliate, but realized that he had nothing to say in his defense short of bringing up the fact that Kallen was half-Britannian, but he knew that would probably be a fatal mistake for him. Kallen and her brother, Naoto, who had been the group's leader before he had been killed by Britannian soldier's may have been half-bloods, but they had grown up in Japan and the resistance group all knew them well enough not to prejudice and discriminate them because of the Britannian side of their heritage. They were more Japanese than they ever were Britannians. They had all been friends before the war with Britannia and Naoto had been Ohgi's best friend. Tamaki knew that one negative comment about Kallen's mixed blood would not only incur Kallen's wrath, but Ohgi's as well as Kallen had been quite close to Ohgi and with Ohgi in a knightmare Frame at the moment, he knew better than to push his luck.

He just let out a dissatisfied growl instead, knowing that Kallen was right and had nothing to shoot back at her with and moved to get into a Sutherland.

"Be glad I don't know your real name P5," the man's voice came, "If I did and I called you by it and the military happened to be listening in and heard it, you'd be in deep shit."

-G-1 Base-

Back at the G-1 Base on the area map, the two blue rectangles representing the two knightmares that had been closing in on a red dot, representing the Glasgow stopped moving and both displayed a bright light red box with the word "LOST" on it over them and were accompanied by a soft beeping sound.

"Sir Eugen and Sir Valerie both lost," an advisor reported in an emotionless tone, causing Clovis to look up after he had placed his hands over his face in obvious depression.

"Huh, an ambush?" he said to himself quietly with a glimmer of hope in his voice.

Perhaps the terrorists were not as weak and helpless as everyone had initially thought.

"Just dumb luck," Roberta scoffed uncaringly, "There's no way those pathetic whelps could possibly defeat us."

Though, in truth, she was starting to seeth inside. She had been enjoying watching the massacre so far. The helpless cries of the "Elevens" were music to her ears and she wanted to witness a lot more. However, with the loss of two units; two units belonging to two highly respected and highly regarded men was infuriating; even if it had just been dumb luck on the terrorists' part. The thought of people who were seen as inferior even getting lucky was enough to make her blood boil. This was unacceptable.

However, she decided to let it lie for now, as she believed that the terrorists had just gotten lucky. She could live with that.

"They should really give themselves a pat on the back," she thought as she glared at the area map on the monitor, "Because I can pretty much guarantee them that that will be the closest to victory they'll ever get."

-At ghetto-

Meanwhile, in the cockpit of Villetta's stolen Sutherland, Lelouch chuckled as he watched an area map, identical to the one in the G-1 Base displayed on the Sutherland's monitor as he held a black knight chess piece in front of him.

"An ID signal can be a double-edged sword," he mused to himself with a wicked grin on his face, "Besides, if the terrorists follow the orders I issue, my task at hand is sure to be completed."

"R-1, K-2 head to point 0233, K-1, B-1, B-2 go to point 0303. Q-1 I want you to head to point 0200 and intercept the enemy forces."

"W-what! There's a whole bunch of enemies there!"

"Yes, but they're attacking Japanese civilians."

"What! Those fucking bastards!"

"Calm down Q-1, listen closely, just get in there and cause some chaos. You don't need to take out all of them, just some. Listen, your mission is to be bait. If you do things correctly, there shouldn't be any casualties on our side."

"B-bu...yes, I understand! Q-1 heading out!"

"Good, everyone stay alert, if you don't I can't guarantee you'll make it out of here alive."

The fight suddenly shifted then, from the Britannians easily massacring the residents of the ghetto with resistance barely being able to fight back to a full on counter attack.

Ambush after ambush, surprise after surprise, sneak attack and sudden offensives. The Britannians were being forced on the defensive but the voices tactics were throwing them into chaos. Were ever they tried to rally or regroup they would be attacked so suddenly that they didn't even have time to fire back.

-G-1 Base-

"The enemy's moving towards G-2-8," one of Clovis' advisors reported from the G-1 Base as Roberta, Bartley and Clovis watched the map as the tide of the battle started to shift in favor of the terrorists.

"Send Lazlo Squad," Bartley said in a tone of alarmed desperation, "No… I mean Glaube Squad."

"This means…" Clovis said, trying to mask the relief and excitement in his voice as he tried to sound surprised and horrified, "Terrorists have our military weaponry…?"

Roberta was seething as she ground her teeth together as she glared at the map, watching as all their forces were being wiped out. Just how did this happen? The terrorists had somehow managed to acquire Sutherlands and were now shifting the battle in their favor. It was impossible… unless.

"You idiots, someone's helping them!" she roared furiously, causing many of those present to jump in fear, "We've obviously been betrayed. Someone among our forces has obviously developed a conscience and decided to come to the defense of those disgusting creatures out there that dare to think of themselves as human beings."

-Ghetto-

Meanwhile, Kallen used her Glasgow's slash harkens to hoist the Glasgow up a building to its roof, catching an enemy Sutherland off guard as it turned to face her and activated its factsphere sensor; only to receive a punch to the front of the head from the Glasgow's only arm, causing it to fall and become severely damaged.

-G-1 Base-

Back in the G-1 Base, the red "LOST" box appeared over another blue rectangle representing a knightmare, indicating that it had been destroyed.

"HQ! It's any enemy Glasgow, the pi-ssssssssshhhhhhhh"

"Shit! HQ, requesting back up, we can't ha-ssshhhh"

"Damn it, Brad! Fucking Eleve-sssshhhh"

"Squad 5, this is HQ, Alpha Pure is heading your way."

"Shit! He's escaping! After him!"

"Sir Glaube has ejected," one of the advisors reported in a slightly alarmed tone, "His unit's been lost."

"Change our codes," Bartley ordered, furiously in an enraged tone as he was clearly not happy that the Britannian Military were being made fools off by a group of would-be peasants from a numbered area, "They're intercepting our transmission."

"We already have sir; six times," one of the others replied.

"Then do it again!" Bartley shouted with rage in his voice.

That had to be it, Roberta figured. That was the only possible way the terrorists could have gained the upper hand. They could not have done so unless they had outside help. However, if that was the case, the just who was it? The thought of someone betraying them and helping those people absolutely repulsed her. They were vermin, pests; walking diseases that needed to be eradicated. How dare someone help them and ruin her fun. No one ruined her fun… no one. She'd make this traitor pay.

"No one crosses Roberta ne Britannia," she thought with an evil demonically furious edge in her voice, "No one. I'll slowly dismember this traitor alive and watch as he slowly bleeds to death."

"Uh, forgive us my Lady," Bartley said in response to Roberta's statement as he turned round to look her in the eye, which caused him to tremble in fear.

Roberta had nothing but bloodlust and murderous intent in her eyes and it terrified Bartley right to the very core. There was definitely something frightening about her as she glared with pure venomous hatred oozing out her eyes. Even Clovis, who was behind her, could feel it as Bartley saw him tremble in fear. This woman was not someone anyone wanted to cross. She was insane, she was delusional and she was a demon wearing the guise of a woman. Her rage was certainly demonic; that Bartley could not deny.

However, just when he thought things could not get any worse, a new window appeared on the monitor and in the window was a picture of one of the last people Bartley ever wanted to see for as long as he lived; Lloyd Asplund.

"Good afternoon," he greeted in a casually cheerful tone as if nothing bad was happening.

"What… is it?" Bartley roared furiously, only just managing to restrain himself from exploding, "We're in the middle of an operation here!"

He was already furious at the loses his forces were currently suffering at the hands of those… lowlifes and certainly did not need this psychotic lunatic adding to his already close-to-bursting-point rage.

"I'd say it's time to deploy the ASEEC special weapon," Lloyd responded in the same tone as before, not affected by Bartley's tone in the slightest.

"We've no time for this right now," Clovis said as he stood up from his throne, as he walked towards the steps that led down to the table.

-Ghetto-

On the battlefield, the side of a Britannian Predator tank was punctured by a single bullet from a terrorist Sutherland, causing it to literally fall apart.

Kallen's cursed as a few shots from her pursuers grazed her knightmare's arm. "Damn Britannians! All they ever do is shoot! I'd like to see them fight me one on one!"

"Humph, but this is modernized warfare, thinking that way will get you killed Q-1."

"Easy for you to say...well, I'll be reaching my destination in a few seconds."

"That's good, after you pass it leave your current enemies and go lure some lost soldiers at point 0235 towards point 0253 you got me?"

"Ugh, you're so bossy you know that. "

"And you complain a lot."

"Ugh-how dare y-urgghhh!"

In her rage she quickly spun her knightmare around and launched one of slash harkens at the enemy. The enemy soldier wasn't expecting for Kallen to counterattack, thus he could not react in time and his knightmare combusted.

"Alright everyone, here comes Kallen and the enemies. Remember what the voice said, don't shoot until their close and follow his attack plans! "

Below, Kallen's Glasgow sped pass point 0223 and turned at the corner and went towards her new destination as instructed by Lelouch. The Britannians following her did not pass through so easily. As one of the soldier passed by a pair of slash harkens came flying out of the surrounding buildings. The whole group of Britannians stopped in their tracks and looked for the enemy.

"Shit! It's a trap, everyone fall back now!" said the commanding officer of the Britannian squad.

However, the ambush was already sprung. Three rockets came flying at them from behind which took out one of their knightmares and tearing down one of the ruined buildings, trapping them.

"Damn it! Our retreat's been cut off! We got to move forward out of the ambush area!"

One of the Sutherlands attempted to escape by rushing forward, but it was shot by another Sutherland coming out of the corner where Kallen turned.

"Return fire!" commanded the squad leader.

Before they could return fire though, another knightmare came through the wall of the ruined building and attacked one of the Britannian Sutherlands destroying it. All of the Britannian Sutherlands turned towards the explosion and was preparing to fire, but another knightmare came crashing through the building behind them. Taken by surprise the squad leader was easily taken out, leaving the Britannian squad to be easily picked off.

"R-1 here, the enemy squad has been destroyed, no casualties on our side."

"That's very good to hear. Q-1 I've sent you some information which you should read, in case something happens. And rest of you now you'll all be splitting up, here's the plan..."

-Little later-

Lelouch was inside the top room of the tallest building within the area of his forces monitoring the Britannian forces responding to his attacks. He was actually bored as he slowly twirled his bangs with his index finger. "R2, fire anchor," he said, moving a black rook chess piece with his finger along the armrest of the cockpit's seat.

Up in the air outside, a VTOL gunship was taken down by a slash harken.

"P7, use UN ordinance," Lelouch ordered, moving a black pawn chess piece beside the rook.

A terrorist Sutherland fired into the side of a tank, causing it to tumble onto its side.

"N-group, you'll continue your advance," Lelouch said, holding the black knight chess piece up in front of his face.

A group of terrorist Sutherlands rolled in, firing their assault rifles at enemy Sutherlands as their pilots all gave a rather loud synchronized battle cry.

"You bloody Elevens!" one of the pilots of the four enemy knightmares shouted as his knightmare fired back along with the other three knightmares with them as all four of them moved backwards.

However, they were soon assaulted with a barrage of bullets coming from behind them as a group of terrorist Sutherlands came rushing towards them as the group in front of them continued their advance, effectively taking them all out and causing them to explode.

-G-1 Base-

"We've just lost Lazlo Squad," one of Clovis' advisors said back in the G-1 Base as the map indicated that four more knightmares had been lost.

Clovis walked up to the table with a serious look on his face, "We'll have to bring up Quincy Squad."

"My Lord, that would break the encirclement," Bartley protested as Roberta gave him a curious and yet suspicious glance.

"Just what are you up to Clovis?" she wondered, though she had already guessed the answer.

She knew that he was not the traitor as he had been here with her this entire time and would have been unable to send messages to the terrorists or get a message out to the actual traitor without her or the others being aware of it. She knew this well and knew that even if he had managed to hide a communicator while acting depressed, she would have heard his voice, even if she had not been paying him any attention.

-Ghetto-

Meanwhile, Lelouch sat in the cockpit of the stolen Sutherland, waiting patiently with a patient look on his face.

"Now then," Lelouch said observing the display. Almost all of the Britannian forces inside the ghetto proper had been destroyed. "The enemy has five options. Their move."

-G-1 Base-

"Goddam! What the hell's going on out there! We're losing squads and platoons left and right!" yelled out one of the commanders.

"Bartley! What are you and your men doing out there!" commanded Clovis.

"Sire, we are trying as hard as we can, but the enemy seems to know our every move!"

Prince Clovis stormed down the stairs in the bridge area of the G-1 Base and marched towards Bartley "Bartley! We have to retrieve it! If we don't I could be disowned!" yelled out Clovis.

"B-b-but your highness, there is nothing we can do at the moment! If we rush in blindly against this enemy we could endanger our soldiers!" replied a nervous Bartley.

"What matters more! Me, a royal family member or mere commoners! Here, let me see what's going on!" said Clovis as he headed towards the projected map of the Shinjuku Ghetto.

"Reinforce the breach with some of the units guarding us," Clovis ordered in the G-1 Base, now deciding to actively take part in the hopes of stopping Rochelle's insidiously insane campaign, "All we know for certain is that enemy forces are here."

He then pointed to a dot on the map.

-Ghetto-

Outside, Jeremiah Gottwald, who had just managed to get out of the ejected cockpit of his Sutherland, noticed a group of knightmares along with a few tanks and other military weaponry moving away from the encirclement that the Britannian forces had created to prevent anyone from escaping.

"Who ordered them to break formation?" he asked with a dumbfounded look on his face, "Have things really become that desperate?"

Back in the stolen Sutherland's cockpit, Lelouch watched the enemy forces on the map all converge on one area.

"That's an even stupider move than I expected," he mused with a small hint of surprise in his voice.

He then ought the communicator up to his ear.

"You, Q1, do you have an area map?" he asked Kallen through the communicator, looking down at the chess piece in his hand.

"Yes, I have a map of the old town," Kallen said from inside the cockpit of her Glasgow, "But, it has no current landmarks."

"It'll do," the man's voice came over the Glasgow's communicator.

-G-1 Base-

Back in the G-1 Base Centre, Roberta looked on anxiously as Clovis had apparently decided to grow a spine and take charge, though she suspected that he was planning on sabotaging her operation in order to ensure that it failed. Well, if he succeeded, she'd just have to shut him up, wouldn't she? She could not afford for the truth to come out. Sure, Clovis would take the blame, but she feared that he found a way to take her down with him. She knew that if her part was discovered, she'd be divorced, disinherited and banished from the homeland. Charles had no room for those who he saw as hindrances and if her part was discovered, she'd be a major hindrance to him; one that he could easily discard as he truthfully had no knowledge of her project, though even if he did, she knew the result would be the same; he'd deny any involvement and would have her axed and that was something she was determined to avoid no matter what the cost.

"Alright," Clovis said, turning to face Bartley with a content smile on his face, "Send in Bertz and the others to."

"Mission number three now," Lelouch said from the stolen Sutherland's cockpit.

"Concentrate our forces there," Clovis said inside the G-1 Base, "Surround them."

"Is everything prepared," Lelouch asked through the communicator from his stolen Knightmare's cockpit feeling rather excited.

"The enemy's main force is that center dot," Clovis said from the G-1 Base looking at the map that showed the Britannian Forces moving in on a red dot from all sides in which there was no clear means of escape.

"Finish every single one of them off," Roberta said with an evil smirk as she licked her lips; her face adorning an inhuman smile, "I want this area painted red before the day is through."

Inside the cockpit of the stolen Sutherland, Lelouch smirked.

"Idiotic fools," he mused to herself, wondering just who it was that was commanding the enemy forces though he suspected Clovis who was all too predictable "They fell for it as naïvely as a gullible child walking into a den of hungry lions."

Outside in the ghetto, an enemy Sutherland speed towards the location of red dot on the map, only to find nothing there aside from its on forces coming in from all other directions.

In the G-1 Base, the red dot on the map suddenly inexplicably vanished, much to everyone's surprise.

"What?" Roberta said in disbelief as her rage started to build again, "Where's the enemy? Someone's making a fool out of us. I swear, I'll have their head for a trophy on my mantelpiece."

Meanwhile, underground just underneath where the Britannian forces were situated, two terrorist Sutherlands along with Kallen's red Glasgow moved into their assigned positions. The Glasgow stopped and its' head faced upwards.

"With this, I call check," Lelouch said from inside the stolen Sutherland's cockpit as he placed the king chess piece down on the seat's arm rest.

Back underground, the Glasgow fired its slash harkens up at the ceiling, causing a hole to appear before the slash harkens recoiled.

Above ground, the ground beneath a group of enemy Sutherlands suddenly gave way, causing them all to fall downwards into the ground as their combined weight caused the weakened surface to crumble underneath them, sending up a cloud of dust into the air and the hole caused by the collapse continued to grow as more and more of the ground gave way, taking the rest of the Britannian forces with it.

In the G-1 Base, Roberta, Clovis, Bartley and the advisors all looked in horror as "LOST" boxes appeared over all their remaining forces. Clovis however feigned horror, though inwardly, he was glad that something like this had happened. That was exactly what he had been counting on. However, it left him wondering, just who was the terrorists' leader? Whoever it was, they certainly had some skills when it came to strategy.

Roberta took a few steps back looking at the map in horror and disbelief. How could this happen? Things were going so well until just like that; out of the blue, the terrorists gained the upper hand with no possible explanation as to how or why. It was impossible. Just who was it that decided to help them?

"Who… who in the hell are we up against?" she asked no one in particular as she took a few steps back, "What if… he's even better than Tohdoh or even Triton?"

She practically spat the name, Tohdoh with venom and hate as she said his name. Her hatred for him was only below Triton's. Kyoshiro Tohdoh was a high-ranking member of the Japan Liberation Front who was famous for the only battle in the Japan/Britannia war that Britannia lost at the island of Itsukushima in Japan's inland sea. He had somehow managed to defeat the Britannians without the use of a knightmare Frame and had earned the title, "Tohdoh of Miracles" or "Tohdoh the Miracle Worker" and that battle was known as the Miracle of Itsukushima. Tohdoh was feared and despised among the Britannian military forces as he had also managed to pull off seemingly impossible feats against Britannia over the seven years since they occupied Japan. He was clearly a force to be reckoned with and not someone anyone would want to take lightly Tohdoh was considered to be so much of a threat to Britannia that the Britannians had issued a very high bounty on his head for the person who turned him in.

However, he could not be here, could he? No, it had to be someone else; someone just as good as if not… though it did not seem possible, better than him Roberta figured.

Everyone inside the bridge area was too shocked to comprehend what was going on. Left and right they were receiving the cries and panic of their soldiers on the battlefield. The radio was on a constant buzz as shouts and panicked voices came through the radio before being lost in a sea of static. On their maps their troops were disappearing one after another.

Clovis felt a cold chill down his spine as he began to get nervous, "W-what the hell's going on out there! I-i-i-it's like, it's like they knew what I was doing! Bartley! Kill them all! I don't care if you have to level the whole city! All evidence of "IT" must be retrieved or destroyed! Do you hear me Bartley!" screamed out Clovis clearly not liking the situation.

Bartley clearly not liking the situation the prince had gotten them into, "B-but your highness, most of our forces are either lost or unable to take action! We could call for reinforcements from the mainland your highness" suggested Bartley. However that would be his mistake.

"Are you a fool Bartley! If we called in for reinforcements they'll know what I was doing! I'll be disowned you fat pig!" screamed out Clovis in panic.

"Lloyd!" Roberta screamed at the monitor, which still displayed the window with Lloyd waiting patiently to be addressed.

"Yes my Lady," Lloyd said in a gleeful tone as if he was expecting the outcome and knew that desperation would force them to resort to what he had planned.

"Can it win?" Roberta asked in a slightly apprehensive tone as she also did not like this troublesome man, "Will your toy beat them?"

"Huh, my Lady, please be so kind as to call it Lancelot," Lloyd replied, clearly not all that pleased at having his latest invention labeled as a toy, though he maintained his composure with a professional tone.

"I'll call it whatever the hell I damn want you insufferable parasite!" Roberta snapped, glaring back at the man on the monitor as everyone else, including Lloyd jumped at the fury in her voice, "It can be called Mud as far as I'm concerned, just so long as it can wipe the floor with those vermin, I don't care what it can do."

"Touchy today, aren't we my Lady?" Lloyd said, earning a glare from Roberta.

"Lloyd, just do as she says," Clovis cut in with a sigh before Roberta had a chance to reply, "Deploy your Lancelot or whatever it's called."

"Certainly Your Highness," Lloyd replied, clearly having decided not to push his luck as he knew Roberta was quite a frightening person if rubbed the wrong way, "At least you appreciate it enough to give it its proper name."

"Just do it!" Clovis snapped back.

-Outside G-1 Base-

Suzaku was certainly having one of the most unusual days of his life. First he was deployed into the ghetto to look for poison gas only to run into Lelouch of all people. Then the poison gas canisters turned out to be holding a girl in a strait jacket. Then he'd been shot by the Commissariat and woken up in the hands of the Glaston Organization who had asked him to pilot their brand new prototype knightmare frame.

For the past thirty minutes he'd been going through the pilot's manual while the Britannian army was wasted by the terrorists in the ghetto. The technical stats on the Lancelot, as Lloyd called it, were insane. The Z-01 Lancelot had technology and weapons that were better than, the equipment that had been confirmed to be on date in GDI. It was so powerful that it was nearly impossible for an average person to pilot due to its complex controls. Now he'd been given the orders to launch and engage the terrorists.

He was almost done zipping up the white pilots when Cecile checked on him via his ear piece.

"Did you read the manual?" She asked.

"Most of it," he replied exiting the changing room.

The Britannian siege line was falling apart around him, counter attack had been a complete disaster costing almost the entire knightmare force. What was left was desperately trying to reorganize even as the terrorists were moving back out into the open and pushing for the line, mopping up any Britannian forces left in the ghetto.

"Hey Cecile," he said, "about what I asked you earlier..."

"Well, the possibility is there, but the likelihood is close to zero,"Cecile admitted. "You're not to take any risks; the Lancelot doesn't have an ejection unit."

"I understand," he replied.

Now he was looking straight at the machine as some of the interns pulled the black tarp off it. Suzaku's eyes widened. The machine looked more like a white and gold angelic figure than the boxy and roughly humanoid Sutherland. In its chest was surrounded by golden ring green crystal, which looked like sonic crystals used by Sonic emitters.

"This is it?" He asked slightly awed.

"Yes,"Cecile answered,"the first true Seventh generation knightmare frame, the Z-01 Lancelot."

Rowan started to lengthy speech about orb in chest. "That thing in chest is Sonic Buster, part of Harmonic resonance technology, commonly called sonic technology, which is a science developed by the FutureTech. The technology allows for the ability to generate harmonic resonance waves that can literally 'shake its target to pieces'. The technology was based on special sonic crystals, which, under sufficient power, were capable generating sonic waves which could be amplified and directed as an extraordinarily effective Ayersium destroyer. Later original sonic system had been fully developed into a Ayersium containment technology, examples being the Sonic emitter, station which carries a sonic cannon originally designed for the eradication of Ayersium and is deployed even at edge of this ghetto, and Sonic Repulsor Field, sonic fields which are specialized barriers developed by FutureTech. Continuous sonic waves are emitted from posts, creating a stationary repulsion field. Placed in urban Blue and Yellow Zones, these sonic walls were used to stop Ayersium from spreading into cities. The emitters and fields were first tested and deployed in Fatherland's western coast, where we were able to decontaminate an Orange Zone and change its classification into a Yellow Zone. Nowadays FutureTech are developing that technology for combat purposes and Lancelot is first knightmare ever to carry prototype of this weapon."

"I still think that technology is useless for my Lancelot and giving you our data from Blaze Luminous was cheap price." Lloyd stated.

"That is why we are also helping you in creation of your VARIS-rifle, by giving data of rail gun-technology. Two by price of one. Sonic Buster is still not complete and is low-powered so it can't take out knightmares above fifth generation by one shot and you have to tune your controls after each shot. It's not rapid fire weapon by long shot, but it should help with barriers, armors and crowds. I'd suggest you hurry up and get in there Private Kururugi,"Rowan stated."Otherwise we'll have terrorists all over us in five minutes."

"Understood."

He hurried up the ladder on the carrier and jumped into the waiting open cockpit of the Lancelot. The cockpit slid into place soundlessly and the cockpit lights ignited. He inserted the key and keyed in the pass code the two scientists had given him.

"Energy filler is activated and charging internal components. Thirty seconds to total activation,"Cecile reported.

"Deviser ready," Suzaku replied.

"Deviser Z-01, entry confirmed,"Cecile stated. "Transponder active. Man-machine interface activation confirmed. Muscle Package visual interface confirmed. Force field active. Harmonic crystals are operational. No impurities in Ayersium. Deviser stress is operation range. All systems are go."

"Right please don't break my creation Private Kururugi,"Lloyd said. "It's worth quite a lot of money and we haven't exactly finished paying for it. If you are wondering about price… Let's just stay that this system is created solely with blue Ayersium."

"Systems all green. Releasing backup energy source. Second phase complete."

The factspheres came online giving Suzaku a full view of the ruined ghetto. Trucks and soldiers were clearing out of the way giving him a clear shot towards the ghetto. He took a deep breath.

"This is it," he thought, "make or break time."

"Lancelot, activating ME boost," he reported.

The Lancelot's highly advanced reactor came to life. This particular feature gave the Lancelot the insane power levels it promised in the manual. Although area 11 contains 70 per cent of all blue Ayersium, crystal is still hard to use and anything made from it is much more expensive than same thing made from green crystals. In exchange knightmare frame made from blue Ayersium is always at least five times stronger than same frame made from green Ayersium. Suzaku dropped the Lancelot into a launch position mimicking a runner before the start of a race.

"Z-01 Lancelot," Cecile said in a determined tone. "Launch!"

Suzaku threw the Lancelot to full throttle and it shot off the catapult instantly accelerating to 120 Mph.

Back on the launch carrier Cecile and Lloyd had been knocked to the ground by the backlash of the Lancelot's sudden acceleration. Cecile was spitting out prayers with her heart pounding while Lloyd was laughing as though Christmas and his birthday had come early.

"Running full throttle right out of the gate," he chuckled, "Wonderful!"

Suzaku effortlessly guided the Lancelot through the ruined buildings passing the odd burning vehicle or wreckage of a knightmare frame.

"It's cooler than the manual, but this…"

Pain suddenly shot through his right side and he bit his lip with a hiss. He'd accidentally strained his bullet wound.

"Can't afford to screw around," he muttered.

He rounded a bend and spotted a Sutherland ahead of him. No IFF was being broadcast, Terrorist. The Sutherland appeared to become aware of him and turned to face him leveling its 25mm rifle. He threw Lancelot into an evasive Zigzag avoiding the Sutherland's fire. The gap between them closed quickly. He threw a fist into the Sutherland's face and with one strike removed its head. The cockpit ejected half a second later.

-At same time-

Lelouch watched as another group of enemy Sutherlands was destroyed with mild satisfaction. They were close now, so close.

"Another push and the check point will fall," he muttered eying the dot that marked the location of Clovis' G-1.

"This is B group!"A voice said suddenly over his radio. "Reporting enemy present."

"Hmm… reinforcements," Lelouch mused with a frown coloring his face. "Real battle is different isn't it?"

He picked up the radio and thumbed the transmit button.

"Status?"

"Everyone ejected, but it took out four units and nothing flat."

"Enemy numbers?"

"Just one, but I think it's a new model. Never seen anything li- AAAHHHHH!"

Lelouch's eyes went wide as dinner plates.

"What's happening out there?" He demanded.

Meanwhile, the top half of a Sutherland that had been firing on the new knightmare had just been blown off as dust blew upwards and seemed to emit an electrical spark. However, the dust soon blew away revealing a single knightmare Frame. The sides of its upper chest opened up, revealing two factsphere sensors before closing again. It then brought its right arm up in front of itself and for a brief moment, a green energy shield appeared before disappearing, though the elbow end of the knightmare's arm guard continued to glow a green color near the center.

"Bastard!" the voice of one of the terrorists boomed through the PA system as a group of terrorist Sutherlands opened fire on the new knightmare.

However, the new knightmare dropped its right arm and brought forward its left as a similar energy shield appeared and deflected the bullets away from it.

After dodging shots, the new knightmare fired off a slash harken at a Sutherland's head that was situated in its arm guard. The shot decapitated the Sutherland. However, what happened next was nothing short of astonishing to say the least. The knightmare maneuvered the recoiling Slash harken, much like a whip fired off the other in the other arm into the ground and somehow the momentum carried the knightmare into the air as another Sutherland looked up.

"Damn it," came the pilot's voice over the PA system as he shot up at it.

However, the knightmare deflected the bullets with both its slash harkens as they recoiled. What happened next was nothing short of unbelievable. The knightmare then plummeted down and somehow maneuvered its leg in such a way that it brought the bottom of its foot crashing down on the Sutherland's head. The other foot was currently on the ground in its normal position.

"Yes, I can do this," Suzaku commented from inside the Lancelot's cockpit, "With Lancelot I can stop all this at once."

He then moved to move the Lancelot forward.

"You know, something tells me that you and the Lancelot were meant for each other," Lloyd commented over the radio.

Two Sutherlands arrived at the scene to find the two decimated machines.

"P4, P5, hold there," the mysterious man's voice came and the two knightmares stopped, "When the rear units arrive, surround that thing."

"Gotcha," one of the terrorist pilots replied as the two Sutherlands starting firing at the new knightmare, which was speeding towards them.

The resulting shootout whipped up a dust cloud, but the new knightmare appeared through the cloud unharmed and while loading Sonic Buster, proceeded to quickly firing it. Air started ripple as sound waves started shaking two Sutherlands to pieces.

"We can't stop it," the terrorist inside the cockpit screamed in a panicked tone as his knightmare gained thousands of fractures and couldn't anymore handle its' own weight, causing it to fall apart. Lancelot continued moving forward.

"P units, what is it?" Lelouch said from Villetta's Sutherland's cockpit as he glared at the monitor and listened to the communicator.

However, unfortunately, all he heard was static and he could not help but go into shock.

"Okay, so I got overconfident," Lelouch thought with a growl, "I might have gotten rusty since battles to create Neon Avalon. I need some training to remember and go deep in memories later to refresh myself."

-G-1 Base-

In the G-1 Base, Roberta, Clovis and Clovis' advisors all watched the map, feeling rather pleased that things had turned back in their favor. They knew that the terrorists were done for.

"For heaven's sake, now I'll owe that overly pompous prick Schneizel a debt that I'd rather not have to incur," Roberta said in a somewhat disappointed tone; not too pleased at having to rely on the Special Corp or Camelot as it was commonly known to finish the massacre.

Lloyd Asplund and his team had been funded by Second Prince Schneizel, but upon arriving in "Area Eleven", Schneizel withdrew his funding and Clovis had generously taken over. However, Roberta did not like having to rely on anything associated with Schneizel. He was the Prime Minister of Britannia, but Roberta could honestly say that she did not like Schneizel el Britannia one bit and the thing that confused her was, she did not know why. Maybe it was because he came off as somewhat cocky and it reminded her of Marianne; not that Schneizel's mother was a commoner… far from it; however, in Rochelle's opinion, Schneizel was young and in a position of power that superseded her own, plus Schneizel had proved to be better than she was at strategizing only served to infuriate her.

"It's for the best though," she said, waving it off.

Roberta definitely had a massive superiority complex and it was not just confined to commoners, but those younger than her as well. Maybe that's why she hated Schneizel so much. He was younger than her and yet better than her in certain areas. She remembered how she lived in the shadow of her younger sister, Danielle; something that she absolutely reviled as she firmly believed that being older than those rounds about her meant that she was better than them. Schneizel had proven that wrong countless times.

However, in her desperation right now, she decided that it was best to suck up her pride for now and accept help, though she did not like Lloyd Asplund that much as he seemed to deliberately go out of his way just to annoy people for the sheer hell of it.

Back out in the ghetto, a Sutherland was smashed into a building where as another was sent falling to the ground as the new knightmare continued to dominate the battle. The remaining Sutherlands continued to fire their assault rifles at it as it appeared between two buildings, but the knightmare handily dodged the bullets, using the two buildings at either side to springboard itself away from the hail of bullets and performed a midair twirl before rushing at one Sutherland and practically clotheslined it to the ground, even as its pilot, Kaname Ohgi screamed in fear.

"P1, report," Lelouch said from Villetta's cockpit as he heard Ohgi's scream, but was only met with static.

"A prototype, huh?" Lelouch said in a neutral tone, clearly struggling to contain his anger, "Which means, it probably has a few bugs in the works."

Meanwhile, the Lancelot continued its work as inside the Yggdrasil Drive, everything continued to spin round the cube as the Yggdrasil Resonance even started to accelerate.

"These readings are even higher than predicted," Cecile reported inside the control center of the SRDT as she looked over a monitor on a control panel with pleased Rowan.

"It's because our pilot is taking his job very seriously," Lloyd commented after he adjusted his glasses, though he was a bit disappointed that Suzaku was getting down to business instead of showing off as he wanted to see what his newest invention could do for as long as possible; but still, the data that was being collected so far was enough to please him.

In the ghetto, the terrorist Sutherlands continued to fall as the new knightmare rose into the air with its arms spread wide as its slash harkens recoiled and crisscrossed in front of it as they did so.

Inside the Lancelot's cockpit, Suzaku maintained a serious expression as he held a hand to his wounded side, clearly not having fully recovered from the wound and the intensity of piloting the Lancelot only seemed to make it worse and aggravate the wound even more. However, Suzaku did his best to ignore the pain. He still had a job to do and he was determined to see it through.

"If I can stop all of the knightmares, then this battle is over," he thought, remembering Lelouch and that mysterious girl in the capsule and how he needed to save them.

His display monitor scanned the area and a red box with the word, "ALERT" in yellow lettering directed his attention towards a building and the crosshairs locked onto a hole in the wall off the building's upper floor and he activated the thermal imaging and noticed a heat source inside.

"Huh?" he said before determination flooded his eyes, "So the enemy's leader is hiding there?"

"Huh?" Lelouch said from inside the stolen Sutherland's cockpit as the display monitor displayed the scene outside and showed a cable just outside the hole in the wall.

However, before he could react, he saw the new knightmare as it reached the floor he was on and then it came speeding towards him before he could even gasp and punched the Sutherland, taking out one of the outside cameras and Lelouch felt the whole room shudder.

"You mean this thing's what's ruining my plans?" he said in astonishment.

"Are you the guy that's in command?" Suzaku said from inside the Lancelot's cockpit, guessing that this was the enemy commander due to the red markings on the Sutherland's head and shoulders whereas the other Sutherlands did not have those markings.

However, what he did not know was that those markings were only used on Sutherlands belonging to members of the Purist Faction in order to distinguish them from the normal Sutherlands, but since it was obviously stolen and was the only one left and was in hiding, Suzaku had guessed correctly in that it was the enemy's leader.

Outside, the combined weight of the Sutherland and the new knightmare, not to mention the tension caused by their struggle caused the floor underneath them to give way, causing them both to fall. However, instead of breaking their fall, the next floor down gave way as well due to the momentum of their descent and the same was true for the next floor and they continued to plummet to the ground floor as dust rose up and out of each new hole, creating massive dust clouds that all merged into one.

"I've no choice, I've gotta get outta here," Lelouch said as he felt the Sutherland land on its back.

However, looking at the monitor, he noticed the new knightmare high above his machine as the dust settled and it performed a sort of spinning technique before it dived downwards towards him at a quick rate. Lelouch took his chances and ran for it. He reached the streets and hit the accelerator.

There was another crash and he turned his Sutherlands head around to see the white knightmare on his tail. He turned about firing a spray of 25mm fire at the white knightmare but a shimmering shield erupted from its right arm deflecting the bullets away. Gritting his teeth in frustration he adjusted his fire to the ruined building's trying to hit the white machine with shrapnel. The white knightmare effortlessly evaded the falling rubble however and sped after him.

"That goddamn monster is unstoppable!" He snarled.

"That bastard" Suzaku snarled, "He's tearing things up for no reason"

Before Suzaku could pursue the fleeing Sutherland any further, his factsphere located something. He looked aside to see a woman holding a baby in her arms tight falling down from one of the buildings screaming for her life. Turning away from following the Sutherland he leaped into the air reaching out to grab the woman in his hand before falling.

Once catching her, he gently set her down on the ground safely while the woman looked at him with shock and fear into her eyes. His eyes became somber as she ran away still screaming.

"In the midst of battle, he rescues someone," Lelouch said with evident surprise and astonishment on his face, "Even though he's been ordered to slaughter everyone he finds? He must have needs to ease his conscience somehow," he then spoke up as he understood this to be same thing Altria had once told him, "It's how killers are able to live with themselves when they kill countless others. In order to ease and placate their consciences, they spare someone every now and then for whatever reason. Maybe it's because they remind them of a loved on or maybe it's because they remind them of themselves before they became killers; stuff like that."

Suddenly with a crash the red Glasgow came smashing through a wall charging the white knightmare. The White machine blocked the Red one's attack.

"I'm returning the favor!" The pilot shouted over her speakers. "I'll take him out...or die trying, Q-1 heading in! Die you fucking Britannian!" screamed out Kallen as she rushed the white machine with her Glasgow.

The Glasgow's fist came utterly close to hitting before the white knightmare side stepped and countered with its own punch. Before the punch could land Kallen utilized the Glasgow's elbow to parry and attack at the same time scratching the chest area of the white machine. Suzaku was quite surprised at the skills of the pilot within the Glasgow.

"I see that you are quite skilled my fellow countrymen, but I don't want to fight you...will you please stand down? I could easily hurt you in the Lancelot" said Suzaku through the knightmare.

Kallen was shocked, "Y-you! You dare mock us! Die!" shouted Kallen in extreme rage as she rushed the white knightmare again.

"Then do not blame me if you get hurt!" shouted Suzaku as he too rushed Kallen.

Both knightmares slammed into each other shoving for the upper hand. Kallen thinking on her feet let her knightmare fallback, pulling and kicking her enemy off her Glasgow. Suzaku inside the Lancelot was quite surprised, but quickly shook it off and landed his knightmare on its feet. Kallen rushed the Lancelot again by aiming the knee of her Glasgow towards the knightmare before her.

Kallen frowned when the Lancelot side stepped out of the way with extreme ease. Angered, she sent the back of her land spinner towards the head only to have it grabbed and throwing her and her knightmare towards a ruined building, breaking the brittle walls. The Lancelot turned around, Suzaku thinking that Kallen and her knightmare were down for good. It stopped however when he heard rubble shifting turning around only to have a robotic fist coming towards his screen.

Sparks flew about as metal met metal with a loud clashing of metal. If the Lancelot had been and ordinary knightmare, it would've been a lethal hit. The fist of Glasgow collapsed against the head of the Lancelot as it made contact. Kallen's eyes widened in shock as the pilot took advantage of the situation and kicked the Glasgow away.

Both were now facing each other, the Lancelot in perfect condition, with a couple of large scratches on the chest and head area, though the head area had a noticeable dent. The red Glasgow on the other hand, had several scratches all over its exterior and a destroyed right hand. Both machines hunched over and in a flash, were once again engaging each other in close quarter combat.

Kallen's red Glasgow came flying with another punch. Lancelot leaned out a bit and let the fist push it outwards, barely taking any damage and sent the back of its fist to the red Glasgow's head. Kallen predicted that kind of attack and used her Glasgow's only available hand, the right hand, to defend. The broken fist of the Glasgow and the fist of the Lancelot collided. There was a small explosion as the Glasgow's hand went up in flames.

The explosion caused a bit of damage to the Lancelot's hand and could've collapsed if the Lancelot had not shot its slash harken towards the Glasgow. Kallen was barely able to react to the attack as she moved out of the way to avoid taking a serious blow. That didn't mean that she didn't take any damage though. Her Glasgow again had lost its right arm. However, her enemy did not let her rest as the Lancelot rushed forward with vicious strikes. Kallen was able to dodge for a good few seconds but without the use of her other arm she could not parry away the other strikes. Soon her knightmare sustained too much damage to effectively doge or even block the incoming attacks.

Kallen cursed under her breath as her Glasgow began to slow, "Damn it, I was already at a disadvantage because of my knightmare, and now it's begun to malfunction! Damn it! If only I had that knightmare with higher specs that voice promised and sent data about!"

Suzaku noticed that Kallen was slightly distracted and took his chance to strike her. Kallen brought out of her thoughts by the enemy attack, cursed as she spun her knightmare around so that instead of the chest area getting hit it, it was the left arm. A small explosion went off between them as the Glasgow's other arm burst into flames. Kallen cursed under her breath for her stupidity. Now she couldn't retaliate as she wasn't used to utilizing the knightmare's legs for combat.

She looked at her opponent before her, she didn't even stand a chance against that thing, its specs were too high and the pilot was just as skilled as she was. Again the Lancelot lowered into its stance preparing for another assault at her obsolete knightmare. She too lowered her knightmare into its own stance and prepared to attack, as one of the buildings far off in the distance collapsed both rushed at each other. While in motion, the white knightmare shot out its slash harken surprising Kallen.

The harken wasn't aimed at her, but in front of her, causing enough damage to the road for her knightmare to stumble a bit. As the Glasgow lost its balance the Lancelot shot forward with even more speed than before. It appeared before the Glasgow with one arm reared back for a final attack. Kallen quickly thinking brought up the leg of her knightmare kicking the fist away before it made contact with her, however the pilot of the Lancelot countered by gathering momentum with a spin before unleashing a powerful kick to the chest of the Glasgow sending it crashing into yet another building.

As quickly as Kallen could she flipped her knightmare while still flying towards the building so that when she crashed she would be able to get out of the rubble with ease. Once the Glasgow disappeared under the rubble, once again the Lancelot turned away from its enemy. Once more was that a mistake as he Glasgow shot out one of its slash harkens toward the Lancelot, but it easily dodged the attack as its head followed the harken as it lodged itself into a building that was still rather sturdy. The pilot turned his visual towards where the attack came from to only gasp in shock as the red Glasgow came at him at extreme speeds.

Kallen had utilized her slash harken to pull herself towards her enemy. Her knightmare landed a right knee that damaged one of Lancelot's factsphere. She proceeded with another kick which was blocked by the Lancelot, with trouble she noted. The Lancelot tried to counter by using his free arm to attack the Glasgow's opening, but didn't expect Kallen to retract the slash harken still embedded into the wall. The slash harken, at blinding speed came back and hit the arm of the Lancelot damaging its arm and halting its attack. As the Lancelot stumbled back a bit she used her chance to strike as her knightmare spun the clockwise with its landspinners aiming at the Lancelot's torso.

Before she could hit the Lancelot shifted its body and used its right hand to hold the landspinners causing damage to its own hand and used its left forearm to block. When metal clashed the Lancelot's armor around its forearm collapsed under the force of the kick. Kallen's landspinners were destroyed, but she didn't curse as the Lancelot's right hand took major damage by blocking the land spinner, which was now just scrap. She didn't get to celebrate as the Lancelot grabbed the leg of her Glasgow and flung her overhead into the ground. The Glasgow was like a rock skipping on water except instead of water it was asphalt and instead of splashes there was sparks. It took a few seconds before the knightmare came to a stop with a long skid leaving behind it a trail of sparks. The pilot of Lancelot this time, didn't turn away from the fallen Glasgow, instead it slowly walked towards it preparing for the finishing blow.

Inside the Glasgow's cockpit, it was a dark red color as Kallen could see many warning signs popping up on her screen. Apparently because the Glasgow was slammed into the ground so hard and being used as a skipping stone on asphalt had damaged her ejection system. She couldn't eject from the knightmare anymore, it meant if the Glasgow was going to go 'kaboom' she too would go along with it. She sighed as her monitor showed the visual of the white knightmare slowly walking towards her. Kallen cursed under her breath that she would die so pathetically. She closed her eyes as she thought back to all her happy memories. Memories of her family, her mother and her brother.

'That's right, I can't die now, not now...I still have a promise to keep, so I can't give up here...I can still fight.' thought Kallen. She forced her knightmare to get up and the sound of metal crying could be heard as her knightmare protested, but still, it stood. The knightmare was really battered now. It looked like even a pistol could destroy the thing now resembling scrap.

"You do not stand down even though you know you are clearly defeated. Fine, if that is your wish I shall comply." said Suzaku from the Lancelot.

Kallen didn't reply as she forced her knightmare into its stance getting ready for a final attack that would either give her a lucky hit so that she could win, or it would end with her demise. The Lancelot now sped towards her at quick speeds as she prepared for the assault. However the attempt was stopped when gunfire went off. She widened her eyes and scanned the area to see what it was and she saw three Nod's Venom patrol crafts which opened fire with auto-cannons forcing Lancelot to activate Blaze Luminous shield. Suddenly she heard that mysterious voice speaking for her.

"You are either, very brave or stupid, Q-1. But I must say, I admire what you are attempting to do, but sadly today is not the day you get to be the hero who died a valiant death. Those Venoms shall distract that guy for some seconds; use that time to get in mythmaton which piloting manual I had sent for you. Its sixth generation machine and you have more chances in it. Go Q-1, you must live, and out of everyone in your group, I'd say you're the one with the most reason to live."

Kallen frowned, "Fine then, but you better not die you hear me! You got to come back alive and we shall speak more after all this!"

Lelouch smiled, "Yes indeed, now get in your new machine and should situation get quieter get it out here and hide it. We don't have any more forces to oppose next assault." commanded Lelouch. Kallen did as she was told and fled the battlefield. Lancelot tried to stop her but was stopped by fire from Venoms.

Kallen drove her collapsing knightmare few corners and finally she saw that 'mythmaton' voice had talked about with cables attached in it that Venoms had used in carrying it there. Kallen gasped when she saw red machine as it was quite a beauty. She still got out from awed state and abandoned her machine for favor of new one.

Meanwhile Lancelot hadn't faired against agile aircrafts with same sufficiency as Kallen's Glasgow had against Hammerhead gunships. Lancelot's only ranged weapons were right now four slash harkens and Venoms were smart enough to stay out of range. Venom-pilots had more experience in combat against knightmares, they knew how to work as a team and they had orders only to stall it. They would've made more damage if not that speed and strange green shield. Suzaku thought getting in range by using building in his right to launch himself at higher, but he got intercepted.

The Lancelot tried to flip over, but that was a wrong way of thinking as something launched his knightmare into the air and mechanic leg to kick the Lancelot to the ground. Suzaku was so shocked he wasn't able to dodge as he looked at new machine.

That machine was NODMM-S11 Nephilim, sixth generation mythmaton. It looks like red demonic armor with blue jewel in chest (1). It had one knightmare size fork knife stored in waist and 58mm shotgun in right hand. It has two slash harkens in chest and jewel in chest was its' main weapon chest-mounted Spectrum-Dispersion Cannon which focuses and amplifies light waves to form an extremely destructive burst of high-energy photons. Photon beam can cut through any substance easily in medium range or it can be fired as short/medium-ranged dispersed beam - basically the beam diffracts off of targets, causing secondary beams that fly out in all directions, but with an extremely short range. Nephilim like other mythmatons doesn't use land spinners, but in feet were row of retracting wheels, which when deployed looked like roller skates. It uses Nidhoggr-system (2) as a drive-system and cockpit uses some technologies from automatons' synchronization systems.

Nephilim is pinnacle of Lelouch and Marco's planning in their childhood with Ashford's technology. It was one of strongest machines in Neon Avalon's Creation War and after that it was placed in limited production to be used by aces and officers. It is also basis for Neon Avalon's future mythmatons and seventh generation prototypes.

Cautiously Lancelot shifted its weight to its legs and instead of using its land spinner to take off; it lunged forward at the red mythmaton that stood before it. Skillfully Kallen maneuvered his mythmaton out of the way and aimed her shotgun.

Suzaku saw what Kallen was doing and quickly flipped backwards to avoid shot from shotgun. Both machines stared each other down.

Suddenly Nephilim went on the offensive with fork knife in left hand. Lancelot blocked it and attempted to kick the mythmaton, but was stopped by its forearm. After blocking the attack, the Nephilim grabbed the white knightmare's leg and tried to slam it to the ground. Before she could slam the Lancelot into the floor, it countered by using shooting its slash harken at Kallen's mythmaton.

It was unsuccessful as the Nephilim let go of the Lancelot and rolled out of the way before launching its own slash harken at the Lancelot. The Lancelot was barely able to dodge it as it moved out of the way, but this time, the pilot was smart enough to stand clear of the retracting harken. Kallen smirked as she saw this and used it to her advantage, retracting her slash harken, her mythmaton grabbed the cable and swung it towards the Lancelot.

Suzaku's eyes widened, he never expected his enemy to attack in that kind of way. Quickly he brought Lancelot's broken hand up to block the attack. He was able to successfully block the attack; however the Lancelot's whole forearm was now no longer operational. Kallen smiled; clearly her enemy had underestimated her. Before Kallen could fire shotgun at him the Lancelot jumped back to get some distance from her again and shot missed. Kallen eyed the white machine carefully through the screen thinking of what to do next.

Before she could come up with any interesting ideas though, the white machine shot out its slash harken. Kallen dodged it easily, but another came and again she dodged. Then a third came surprising her, usually knightmares had only two or one slash harkens. To dodge the first one Kallen flipped her mythmaton over head to only see another slash harken come her way. She smirked as she dodged and when the harken retracted Kallen grabbed onto it letting it pull her machine in.

At blinding speeds Kallen's Nephilim sent a knee at the Lancelot's other undamaged factsphere, destroying it. Her enemy cursed as he was yet again caught off guard, quickly he backed away again to gain distance before firing three slash harkens at her. Again Kallen dodged these attacks and grabbed the knightmare's harken and with both of the Nephilim's hands it pulled with force causing the Lancelot to get reeled in like a fish.

Suzaku couldn't think of anything to do as he came in closer to the enemy mythmaton. Lancelot's specs were higher than other machine's, but aside slash harkens Lancelot had no weapons. Besides Lancelot hadn't come out completely fine from earlier battles and falling through floors earlier and Suzaku could feel his wound to open. When he did think of something, it was too late. Kallen used the mythmaton's knife and aimed at the chest of the white knightmare. On contact there was a visible blue shock that hit the Lancelot making the machine spasm. Suzaku cursed, he didn't have an ejection system, so if the Lancelot was to be defeated he would die in the explosion. Quickly he maneuvered his machine so he could kick her away sending her machine skidding on the asphalt knife in left hand.

Quickly, Kallen got the mythmaton back on its feet and prepared for battle. Both machines faced each other again. The Lancelot relaxed and began charging its' Sonic Buster not knowing that Kallen had same idea as she charged her Spectrum-Dispersion Cannon. Jewels in chests glowed and suddenly both machines moved. Lancelot fired sonic wave which Nephilim was able to dodge although Ayersium patches and small houses behind her were shaken to dust. Nephilim fired its' own Spectrum beam, but Lancelot also was too quick and beam missed hitting building behind. Unfortunately for Suzaku Kallen had been clever and anticipated this. She had fired dispersed beam which reflected from building and strands of beam hit Lancelot in legs, its left side and left arm. At same time Nephilim fired its shotgun at close range and Lancelot had to bring up left Blaze Luminous shield, but damage from beam and shotgun shot in close range caused shield to short circuit and left arm exploded. Lancelot had to again take distance.

"Attention all forces!" a familiar voice boomed from the suddenly, interrupting battle and causing everyone to become confused, "Cease fire at once."

"What?" Kallen said, unable to comprehend what was going on.

"Cease fire?" Suzaku said, confused from inside the Lancelot's cockpit as the Lancelot stood amid a group of four downed terrorist Sutherlands.

"I Clovis, Third Prince of Britannia and Royal Viceroy of Area Eleven hereby command you," the voice of Clovis continued to boom from the Command Centre's PA speakers, "All forces are ordered to cease fire at once. You will also cease destruction of any buildings or property. All casualties, whether Britannian or Elev… er Japanese will be treated equally and without prejudice. In the name of Clovis la Britannia, you're hereby order… cease fire at once. I shall allow no further fighting."

-At same time throughout ghetto-

Everyone in the ghetto were all confused regardless of whether they were Britannians or Japanese and they all had the same thought on their minds. What was going on and why did Prince Clovis order a ceasefire? The Japanese were not complaining though. It had saved their lives, though Tamaki was feeling rather infuriated as he guessed that whoever it was that contacted them must have had something to do with it and he had just had credit stolen from him. Still, he did not complain as it did save his life, no matter how much it infuriated him.

As for the Britannians, they were feeling rather angry, confused and infuriated that they had been ordered to stop. Some of them actually enjoyed massacring innocent civilians just for the fun of it, others felt that it was their job and the Prince had stopped them from carrying it out. However, they were all united in one thing. Someone must have infiltrated the G-1 Base and forced Prince Clovis to get them to stop and though they knew that they could just ignore his orders… the fact that someone was up there with him scared them. They could not risk harm coming to him, knowing that if they ignored the ceasefire order, the Prince would no doubt be killed in retaliation.

Suzaku took opportunity and escaped as Lancelot was in pretty bad shape. Kallen let him as there was no further need for fighting and instead she headed for secret underground escape route to hide her new ride and rendezvous with her comrades.

-G-1 Base-

Meanwhile in the G-1 Base, Roberta growled as she glared at the intruders as the lights all went out.

"So you're the traitors that developed consciences and prevented my bloodbath?" she spat with venomous hatred in her voice, glaring at the two silhouettes which wore masks, "Are you satisfied?"

"Yes, very although it was him who did that, I came here later," the silhouette to right said pointing silhouette at left in a voice that Rochelle believed to be familiar.

"So, why did you have the entire Japanese population in the area killed?" boy interrogated. He was facing Clovis, who was in the throne. Boys weren't going to let that little slug go anywhere.

"They were probably insurgents," Clovis said. That was a lie that was so easy to see through, boy at left nearly burst out laughing.

"What is the truth?" he pressed.

"That is the truth!" Clovis insisted.

"I couldn't help but hear the 'probably' in there," boy said, narrowing his eyes behind mask.

"My boy," Clovis said," What are a few dead Japanese?"

"Simple, people," boy answered flatly. Clovis blinked in surprise.

"They are too stubborn to try and attain citizenship," the prince said," I mean, don't they deserve this?"

"No!" boy answered fiercely," Admit it! You had no good reason to kill them all!"

"I can't tell you reason," Clovis said," Direct orders from the emperor." boys gasped, despite himself. Boy right then narrowed his eyes again. 'So just what are you cooking up now, Father?' he thought.

"So he ordered you not to tell me?" boy at left talked again

"Indeed."

"And you used that as an excuse to slaughter so many innocent people?"

"My boy, try to understand!" Clovis said.

"There is no point!" boy at right said," No matter what the reason was, the fact remains you slaughtered hundreds of innocents!" He pulled out a gun, and pointed it at prince.

"Who are you?" Roberta said with gritted teeth glaring at this soldier, "Just who are you and how dare you interrupt and put an end to my fun. You dare to defy me you disrespectful commoner bastard!" Roberta basically screamed in pure fury, causing Clovis to jump, "I'll gladly torture you to death and dismember you alive for your betrayal of our glorious Empire; you and your friend."

The male silhouette just chuckled as he motioned to his companion, who also stepped forward and the first silhouette turned his attention back to Roberta.

"Dismember me alive?" he spoke in a hate-filled tone of pure venom and fury as Roberta felt a venomous glare from the boy's eyes as she moved mask at left so that camera there couldn't film his face, "You'd really do that to me Roberta ne Britannia?"

The silhouette then walked into the light that came from outside and shone through the windows and upon seeing his face, both Clovis and Roberta's eyes widened in pure shock and disbelief at just who it was that was standing there.

"Lelouch vi Britannia, son of the late Consort Marianne and 98th Emperor Charles zi Britannia, former Eleventh Prince and seventeenth in line of succession." the boy said as he brandished a gun and walked in front of Clovis' throne and dropped into a kneeling position while still keeping mask so that camera couldn't film it and in his neck was voice modulator to distort his real voice. Other masked boy still kept his gun aimed at royals.

"Lelouch, but-but I thought," Clovis spluttered in disbelief. "N-No...it-it-it-it can't be...y-you...they said you were…"

"That I was dead," Lelouch continued as he interrupted him and looked up at him and shot Roberta a disgusted glare, "Yes, that's what everyone thought, I mean after all, I was used as a bargaining chip for Japan" said Lelouch with hate.

Clovis trembled, "P-Please, I'm sure the people of Britannia would rejoice with your return! C-Come on, it'll be like back when were still kids. You, me, Nunnally, Euphemia, and even Cornelia!" He was about to continue with his words, but stopped when Lelouch expression turned into one of anger.

"You want me to go back to Britannia like a lost dog, after all that they have done, after all that I have lost because of Britannia! Because of them, Luna and Marco perished in the worst way possible! You think that I would forgive Britannia for its crimes! No, Clovis, the Britannia I fought for, the Britannia that I loved, is gone...consumed by corrupt bastards such as father...and such as you."

"Lelouch…" Roberta said in disbelief, unable to believe what she was seeing, "You're the traitor…?"

"Traitor?" Lelouch said in a dangerously calm tone, turning to shoot woman a venomous glare, "I suppose you could say that. However, I don't approve of your 'Operation: Eleven Genocide'. It was you Roberta who gave the terrorists intelligence about container leading them to believe that they were after poison gas. The terrorists would lead you right to a ghetto where you could start a massacre under the guise of a cover up, which in turn would hopefully provoke Japanese everywhere to rebel, giving you an excuse to wipe them all out. It's barbaric and evil. Did you honestly think that I would let you two commit it?"

He then turned her attention back to Clovis and smiled.

"I have returned Your Highness," he said simply rising, "And I've come back to change everything."

"B-but… Is that really you?" Clovis asked, still not believing.

"What should do to make you believe? Maybe telling information that only I know. Mine first love was Euphemia and Luna Waldstein. Mine best friend is her brother Marco who wanted marry my mother. Schneizel thought swings were too wild ride for him until age of seven and he is bi-sexual. Cornelia's first kiss was Nonette Enneagram and she secretly collects stuffed toys and you Clovis…"

"Alright, alright I believe you. Gee Lelouch… I don't know what to say," Clovis said in a hurriedly panicked tone, "I guess I'm overjoyed that you're alive. They said you died when Japan was brought into the fold. What a blessing to have to back. We should depart for the homeland immediately."

"So I can be used as that man's diplomatic puppets?" Lelouch replied in a disgusted tone as his glare on royals intensified, causing them to tremble, "It seems you've forgotten why we were used as tools in the first place."

Clovis' eyes widened in realization as Roberta only cringed.

"That's right," Lelouch went on with a dangerously and menacingly calm look in his eyes as he put mask back in his face, "It's because Lady Marianne, my mother was killed and I was 'too nosy for my own good' as that man put it. Lady Marianne held the title Knight of Honor and was also the Knight of Six during her time in the Knights of the Round, but was a commoner by birth," Lelouch stated, as he remembered the blood flowing down the stairs and into a pool at the bottom, "No doubt the other Imperial Consorts… you among them held her in contempt; especially since she proved herself to be better than most if not all of you. Even though you made it look like the work of terrorists. I'm no fool… you people killed Lady Marianne and made Nunnally a blind cripple.

Then tell me everything you know," Lelouch said, turning his attention away from Roberta, "The truth cannot be hidden from me any longer. By whose hand was she slain?"

He activated his Geass as he asked the question and for a brief moment, Clovis felt a strange sensation enter his right eye before his expression became emotionless and he relaxed.

"My brother, Second Prince Schneizel and Second Princess Cornelia; they can tell you," Clovis said in an emotionless tone, causing Roberta's eyes to widen in both fright and surprise.

"Wha…? Cornelia… she was at the heart of this?" Lelouch said in absolute disbelief, "No way. Cornelia respected and looked up to Lady Marianne. There's no way she could have been in on her assassination. I can believe Schneizel, but Cornelia… that's impossible."

Clovis then closed his mouth and remained unresponsive.

"Do you know anything else?" Lelouch asked with a sigh.

"Yes, after you confronted our father, I overheard someone suggesting that you should be eliminated for daring to look into the truth, but it's strange," Clovis replied, still in the same tone as before.

"Strange, how?" Lelouch demanded, sounding rather impatient.

"The voice that said it sounded as if it came from two child, one of which I'm sure sounded familiar," Clovis replied simply.

'Could one of those be Maximus?' Lelouch thought while thinking one of persons he hated as much as he hated emperor. He who took Nunnally from him.

He then took his eyes off Clovis who only let out a surprised gasp as he wondered what had just happened.

"I swear it wasn't me," he said in a panicked tone and he pressed his back up against the throne and brought himself forward and brought his hands up in front of himself in a defensive gesture, "I had nothing to do with it."

"I believe you," Lelouch said as he his attention to Roberta and activated his Geass.

"Now then," he said, practically spitting in disgusted contempt laced with venom as he spoke, "Did you know about Cornelia's involvement with Lady Marianne's assassination?"

Roberta took a step back before feeling a strange sensation fire into her right eye before calming down; her face becoming totally dead and emotionless.

"No, I did not," Roberta replied in a cold dead tone that was devoid of all emotion.

"Were you the one behind the assassination?" Lelouch asked as she continued with his interrogation, "You were the one who hated Lady Marianne the most after mother of At Britannia siblings; the one who felt had the most to gain from her demise."

"You're right, but I was not the one behind Marianne's assassination," Roberta replied in the same tone as before.

Sighing, he released her from his Geass and groaned in frustrated dissatisfaction.

"You don't know anything about Lady Marianne's assassination and yet you were the one who despised her the most; the only one who despised her enough to want to kill her," Lelouch said as he returned woman's glare, "How does it feel being beaten to the punch?"

Roberta just laughed with a scoff.

"Me having something to do with that disgusting witch's death… how absurd," she scoffed with a humorless laugh, "I certainly wouldn't hire hit men to do the deed; I'd have done the deed myself and I suppose I have mixed feelings about 'being beaten to the punch' as you say. I'm glad that I was finally rid of that disgusting blight on my life and yet, what infuriates me the most about it was that I was not the one to do it. She was mines to kill. If I met the assassins, I'd kill them all for robbing me of what should have been mine."

Lelouch just raised an eyebrow, not that all surprised at woman's rant as he heard the anger in her voice raise as she spoke. Roberta always despised Lady Marianne right from the word go and all because Lady Marianne was better than she was and Roberta came to believe that Lady Marianne was rubbing it in her face just by being alive. It was not surprising that Rochelle had wanted to be the one who killed Lady Marianne and the fact that someone had beaten her to it was no doubt something she just could not stomach.

"I will tell you one thing though," Roberta continued to rant, though her tone had calmed right down, "After the funeral, mostly everyone associated with that disgusting witch started dying mysteriously. The baker's she used to visit before she married into the Royal Family… a faulty oven caused a fire that claimed the lives of the baker and his entire family. Her late father died in his sleep, though evidence suggested that he was poisoned."

"What the…?" Lelouch said with a surprised gasp, "No way, you're pulling my leg. Those have got to be coincidences."

"I kid you not Lelouch," Roberta replied in a resolute tone, "Mostly everyone who knew that disgusting witch is now dead; even business associates whose only interactions with her were strictly business related all died either being the victims of accidents or succumbing to natural causes."

"She's right," Clovis spoke up, confirming Roberta's claim, "I didn't think about it much at the time, but waves of deaths that were attributed to accidents or natural causes started to occur after Lady Marianne's funeral and now that I think about it, all those who had died were associated with Lady Marianne in one way or another; even those who had only met her once were among those who died."

Lelouch tensed as her hold on her gun tightened. This was unreal. What was going on? Did his mother stumble onto something she was not meant to know about and was found out and afterwards the people who ordered her assassination became paranoid over who she might have told? That seemed too farfetched to be true, but what other explanation could there be? He remembered hearing his father mention the Ragnarok Connection in that vision he saw when he first received his Geass. Could his mother stumbled onto something relating to that? Was his father really so paranoid over it escaping into the public domain that he would be willing to silence innocents just because they happened to know Lady Marianne and feared that she may have told them? He shook her head as he felt it starting to throb.

"Lelouch," the masked boy still pointing gun at royals said with a hint of concern on his voice.

"I'm fine," Lelouch said as he regained his composure, "Don't worry about me. I'll be just fine. This is just a lot to take in, that's all."

"E-e-e-excuse me Lelouch, b-b-but who is this?" Clovis stuttered.

"So you noticed her, did you?" Lelouch said in a somewhat uncaring tone, "He is one who organized this terrorist group. I already said so. I know all about your Operation: Eleven Genocide plan and how you allowed the terrorists to steal the capsule containing that girl you used in human experiments looking for an excuse to kill off as many Japanese as possible and hoping that the rest would raise up in open rebellion and then you'd wipe every single one of them out. What you're planning is genocide. I never condoned violence before and even though that's changed. I would not bring myself to such a level as to wipe out an entire race of people all for the sake of your xenophobia. You ordered the Royal Guard to kill me."

He then paused and let out a sigh before turning back to face Clovis.

"Did you know about this Clovis?" he asked with a serious look on his face that caused Clovis to shiver as he looked into his fury-filled eyes behind mask.

"W-w-well I-I-I g-g-g-guessed as m-much as t-t-t-time went on," Clovis stuttered in admission.

"You stood up for that disgusting witch," Roberta stated in anger that had been building in her, "You needed to be taught a lesson and as for that disgusting little blind cripple… it's a pity she's still alive. In her current condition, I'm sure she'd see death as her liberation. Britannia has no room for weaklings like her. Her very existence is a mistake that should be rectified. She has commoner blood flowing through her veins. She's a contamination of the Royal Bloodline."

Lelouch listened to woman's rant feeling nothing but disgusted fury. He could not believe this woman… no, demon. She seemed to have this notion in her head that she was better than everyone else; even her fellow wives and nobility and she absolutely despised those who proved her wrong. However, insulting Nunnally just because of who her mother was did not sit well with Lelouch. It was something he could not stand. "Nunnally was a kind and caring person and rather innocent. Despite her condition, she did not look to death for salvation. Nunnally took her condition in stride and got on as best she could. I knew that Nunnally was upset that there were certain things that she could not do by herself and it upset her to no end. However, she did not dwell on it and immerse herself in her misery. Instead she allowed people to help her and expressed her gratitude with a sweet and kind smile. Nunnally was someone who did not let her condition rule her life and got on with things to the best of her ability and accepted help whenever offered or whenever she needed it. You despicable bitch," Lelouch said in an outraged tone, "How dare you insult Nunnally like that; how dare you. You're wrong about her you know. She doesn't see death as her way out. You fail to realize that handicaps and obstacles can be overcome. Nunnally didn't sit around crying all day while I slave away fulfilling her every whim. She gets on with her life and does whatever she can as best she can and I provide her help whenever she needed it." Lelouch said angrily with venom dripping from his voice, "I know what you're going to say and quite frankly, I could care less if Charles zi Britannia is my father. We'll always be father and son; that's an undeniable fact and one that absolutely disgusts me to no end. However, our relationship with one another in just a biological one; nothing more. We're only father and son by blood; that's it. Same with other members of Royal Family."

"You shall show our Emperor the proper respect," Roberta stated in a dangerously low voice, "He is your father and you would not even be alive if it wasn't for him."

"True," Lelouch said with a deadly frightening smirk on his face, "However, I was brought into this world to be nothing more than that man's puppet and I will never acknowledge him as my father; never! Why should I show respect to someone who'd sooner sacrifice me to save his own neck than find a way to save us all? That man is nothing more than an evil tyrant who can't deal with reality, so he goes around trying to reshape it to his own image and he also uses his own children as bargaining chips and human shields to further his own ambitions. Well no more. I'm going to bring him and his corrupt empire down and I'll start by removing you from this world."

He then followed up her statement by walking over to woman and pointing the gun he had in his hand at her head.

"You actually intend to kill me?" Roberta stated with a hint of fear in her voice as she glared at exiled prince, "After everything I did for Britannia?"

"If you're referring to the genocide of the Japanese people, then yeah, I'll gladly take your life Roberta ne Britannia," Lelouch said with a smirk.

"You…" Roberta started to say as she was going to go off into another rant, but Lelouch shoved the front of his gun into her mouth, cutting her off.

"I like Japan," he said with a sigh, "I guess you could say my time here had quite the effect on me, I even learned some of the Japanese language."

Roberta tried to back away from Lelouch knowing that he had every intention of killing her, but Lelouch stepped forward, preventing the gun from leaving her mouth and pointed it upwards at a diagonal angle, ensuring that the bullet would go through the brain.

"Sayonara teme," Lelouch stated as an emotionless look washed over his face and Roberta's eyes widened in horror as he looked into his eyes.

However, before she could react further, Lelouch squeezed his finger down on the trigger without any hesitation and a soft bang could be heard throughout the room as Roberta's brains splattered out behind her from her head as Lelouch removed the gun from her mouth and stared at woman's corpse with a look of indifference as it fell backwards. Lelouch stared down at the corpse for a moment before eying the red ruby hexagon at the front of her necklace and then ripped it from the neck.

"Something tells me that I may need this in future," he said in a somewhat dead tone.

For a Britannian to murder a member of the Imperial Family whether it be a prince or princess or an imperial consort; it was considered treason of the highest level and the fact that Lelouch himself was a member of the same family… it would definitely have serious repercussions back home if it was discovered that it was indeed he that had done the deed. However, a member of the Imperial Family murdering one another was nothing new. Many of Britannia's Emperors and Empresses had practically murdered their way to the throne, killing all those who were higher than them just so that the throne went to them by default. Incidents like that were covered up from the public. However, unlike them, Lelouch had no intentions of ascending the throne. His ambitions lay in tearing down Britannia's corruption, make Nunnally's dreams true and bringing down that man; Charles zi Britannia and avenging his mother's death as well as give Japan its independence back as he had become rather attached to the country before the invasion. Then there was Neon Avalon and Altria's wish for changed Britannia…

As he knew he was next Clovis watched scared as he moved towards other masked boy. "You can't!" Clovis begged of him. "You and I may have different mothers but you and I are still blood!"

"You know he is right." Other guy said. "If he dies Britannia will send more competent viceroy and I don't see your Nunnally approving this."

"He knows too much and he was too involved in this Project-R and Eleven Genocide. Besides you know that even if Nunnally and I could meet. I could never return for Britannia because of That reason."

"I know, but maybe it's not only 'you can't', but also you 'don't want to'."

"Just shoot him." Lelouch said in depressed tone while keeping his back at Clovis and pocketing necklace. He frowned, "To destroy this power hungry world, I must first, destroy those who crave it, that is one such as you, maybe in another life time Clovis, maybe, we could've been good brothers, sayonara"

Other guy pointed his gun at Clovis. "You should've stayed with painting." And Clovis died with bullet in head and horror in face.

"We could use recording about what was said here." Lelouch said as he walked for only camera in room and took recording disc from it. They had destroyed other recordings so that disc was only thing left.

-Outside Shinjuku ghetto-

Lelouch smiled bitterly as they exited Clovis' mobile based. "Return to Neon Avalon base and I will go back to home." Lelouch ordered other guy who took off his mask which showed same face as Lelouch. He was agent RR or Rollo Hailburton, Lelouch's double. He had sneaked in Shinjuku with disguise, guns, voice modulators and masks and after meeting Lelouch after he escaped Lancelot they infiltrated mobile base.

Rollo nodded and vanished. People didn't notice two boys as they directed people off from Shinjuku and people in hazmat-suits made sure that 'poison gas' and possible Ayersium hadn't escaped from ghetto.

Nobody cared as Lelouch disappeared in sunset.

-Back in future-

"But those deaths didn't stop there didn't they." young girl said sadly.

Mother had sad expression. "You're right. It was only getting worse, but this is enough for today.

To be continued

Author notes:

(1) Think Boosted Gear Scale Mail from Highschool DXD, but with less jewel and only jewel, one in chest, is blue. I always wanted knightmare like that.

(2) Nidhoggr-drive is creation of author Knightmare Gundam Ni.

I know I promised next chapter to be from Gundam Seed Stars, but I noticed that this story is easiest to write for me. So I decided to make this story when I don't have drive for others. I promise Seed Stars is next if I don't make new one for this and chapter for Seed Stars is about halfway ready.

There won't be other changes for Lancelot. Sonic weapon was for Command & Conquer GDI theme. I gave Kallen Nephilim for Kallen so that rivalry between her and Suzaku can begin early and so that Kallen can begin building her reputation. Future Gurens will change dramatically as Kallen starts piloting its' variants upgraded by Neon Avalon technology.

I decided to place mech info about Nephilim. Prepare for more mech info like this in future. Enjoy.

Sixth Generation Limited Production Mythmaton: NodMM-S11 Nephilim

Unit history

Nephilim is pinnacle of Lelouch's and Marco's childhood planning's with technologies of Ashford's'. It uses cockpit which uses either synchronization used by automatons or standard mounted one which can respond to pilot's thoughts. It's first machine ever to use Nidhoggr-system planned by Lelouch. In War of Neon Avalon's Creation it was one of the most advanced and the strongest weapons and is favored by aces and commanding officers after that. Nephilim is used later as inspiration for seventh generation ZX-series prototype mythmatons and later upgraded variants were made from it so it is used even after mass-production seventh and prototype eight generation machines get in field.

General Characteristics

Manufacturer: Valhalla's Temples of Avalon

Allegiance: Neon Avalon, Order of Black Knights

Power Source: Nidhoggr Drive, Green Ayersium Energy Filler

Developed into:Seventh Generation Prototype Mythmatons

Known pilots: Kallen Kouzuki, many other aces

Design Features

Cockpit (mounted or remote) Ejection System

Roller skate type land spinner propulsion system

Limited Atmospheric Converter (Static/Compression)

Armament

1x Chest-inbuilt Spectrum-Dispersion Cannon (Optional)

2x Slash Harken (Left and Right Chest-mounted)

1x Torso-mounted Antipersonnel Machine Gun (Optional)

2x Wrist-mounted Anti-armor Retracting Blades

1x GPR-using (Gravity Pulse Ripple) Physical Shield (Optional)

Commonly-used optional armament

1x Assault (Airblast if holds Limited Atmospheric Converter) Shotgun

1x Fork Knife

1x Assault Rifle

1x Anti-armor (Electric, if holds Limited Atmospheric Converter) Segmented Sword/Whip

Next time Altria gets her own machine, we talk about Neon Avalon, Funeral Parlor in action and lot other interesting things.

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