Disclaimer Notes: I don't own Code Geass or any of its properties. Code Geass belongs to Sunrise. Any original characters that looks, does, or simply behaves like any of the canon characters is simply pure coincidence.
Author Notes: Here's the start of a new project with the first work of three I plan to make. Constructive reviews are appreciated for any sorts of advice. I hope you come to enjoying reading the chapters as I add in more to it.
-Prologue-
March 25, 2010 a.t.b.
It was a shade of a deep orange in the sky, the sun is setting down at the west. A cool breeze blew softly over a cemetery, which was empty except for a young boy. His short, stark white hair complimented with his jet black hair for bangs was seen on the boy's head, wearing a white shirt, blue shorts, socks and shoes. As the breeze continued to blow, a necklace with a blue-hue gemstone swings in the air in suspense, connected by a thin cord. This only serves as the memento for memory of even knowing the following person.
"Wish me happy birthday, mother." The boy said as he held a small plate with a cupcake sitting on it. A single candle stood tall on the cake. The boy kneels down to the gravestone by his feet. The following is etched on the stone:
Savannah Von Kaiser
September 19, 1973 a.t.b. – March 25, 2000 a.t.b.
The boy puts the cupcake down on top of the gravestone and reaches into one of the pockets for a lighter. Quickly thumbing down the wheel, the lighter produced a small flame and he hovers the flame over the candle to light it. Closing the lighter and putting it down on the ground, he clasped his hands in prayers. It wasn't until then that a person of mystery stood next to the boy.
"So, it seems you also have experienced loss. On such a special day too." The person said. The voice hinted of a young woman. The boy looked up at the woman with curiosity. The woman was a tall and slim figure with long, light rose colored hair, but her eyes weren't visible, at least to the boy's perspective.
"Who are you?" The boy asked, standing up to look at the woman.
"Just someone who is lost. Lost without a reason to be in the sad, senseless world." The woman answered before she began to walk away out of the cemetery, leaving the boy to watch her back. The boy pondered about what the woman said, but hasn't been able to see the woman ever since then.
June 3, 2015 a.t.b.
"Ekkehardt Von Kaiser, age fifteen, fit and healthy, Britannian, and an Ashford Academy student. Requesting permission to be in the Knightmare Frame training session. Is this correct?" A tall man with a booming voice asked towards a mid-teen boy with mid-length stark white hair tied into a very low ponytail, only to be complimented with the black bangs.
"Yes, I would like to request to be enlisted into the Britannian military as a Knightmare Frame pilot." The boy answered with a stiff body. The man gave a long sigh as he examined the boy.
"You come in here so young. You got something to do with your life besides military right? Any personal goals you would like to pursue?" The man said to the boy. The young Ekkehardt gave only a mellowed look off to the side.
"My father forced me into this to be honest." Ekkehardt answered the man. This gave the man an awkward situation on his hands, not really sure what to say to the boy.
"Alright then. I will submit your application for pending approval. Come by within next week or two okay?" The man said to Ekkehardt. The young lad only nodded his head before turning and leaving the room. It was in those following weeks that he has gotten accepted for military training of piloting a Knightmare Frame. He went through rigorous training as well as dealing with his school life in Ashford Academy. He lived a happy dorm student life but hated his father due to conflicting ideals. His father wouldn't listen to him, however. Ekkehardt knew he was right and his father was wrong. And yet, not a single word could influence the father. Even with everything going on at once for him, he still visits his mother at her grave for every March 25th, which was also a birthday spent with his valuable friends. Even then, he was not happy about one thing. The world was cloaked in a lie and Ekkehardt is trapped at the audience seats, unable to tear down the fake curtains.
This is a life of a trapped bird looking for freedom. Caged to a society of lies until someone opened the lock to a new world of truth.