Code Geass: Cecil of The Abyss

by The Transient Wraith

Taking place during the Black Rebellion, Cecil of The Abyss focuses on a young man who discovers the wondrous, sinful power of Geass, as well as the pain and burdens associated with it. Hey guys; this is my first fanfic ever so if you could give me some feedback and instruction for improvement, I'd really appreciate it. Hope you guys enjoy Cecil of The Abyss!

2. Chapter 2

CHAPTER 2

"CiCi!" a voice echoed through the mostly empty hallway. Cecil turned from the inside of his locker, somewhat startled. "Cel!" the female voice yelled again. She ran down the hallway and plowed her head straight into Cecil's chest whilst simultaneously embracing him. "Hey Ashley" Cecil said softly in her ear. Ashley Belle was taller than most girls her age, being only a few inches shorter than Cecil, who was a colossus. She had long, straight, glossy black hair which covered her left eye most of the time.

"Where are you going after school?" she asked jovially.

"Nowhere, just heading to my uncle's place."

"What… but it's Friday!"

"Did you want to do something?"

"Yeah, actually. I wanted someone to go with me to the pool hall."

"What about Isabelle and Justin?"

"Isabelle has a piano lesson, and Justin has prayer."

"Oh well, I'm sorry. Hey, why not tomorrow?"

"Fine, if I can go, I'll call you tomorrow… jerk."

"Later Ash."

Ashley released him, her mouth forming an earnest smile as she looked at his pleasant face. Cecil patted her on the top of her head before shuffling to the exit.

Outside, several dozen kids gathered in their respective circles. Cecil strode past them, garnering looks of attraction from several girls. He was used to this, however, and paid no mind to it. His uncle's home was just on the outskirts of the city, and he'd have to catch a subway train to reach it. He turned around and stared at the building he had just left. Sylvester Academy, one of the European Union's finest institutions of education. Of course, since Paris is one of the most pristine cities in the world, it's fitting that its facilities would be in a league of its own. Unfortunately, much of the rest of the E.U. didn't fare nearly as well due to the war. As Cecil trotted down the Parisian streets, he stared at the many screens and billboards which proclaimed this. "E.U. in decline! Britannia on the verge of victory?" was one of the more prominent headlines in the paper. "Still, it's not as if we feel it here" Cecil thought as he boarded a subway train.