Disclaimer: I still do not own Code Geass, sadly.
I'd like to adress a few things before I begin this chapter. First off, this is going to be a C.C. pairing. They fit together perfectly in my opinion. However, it could turn into a harem, since I saw this on other similar Code Geass fanfictions and it was quite popular. I'll leave that up to the readers, since I wouldn't mind it.
I'd also like to respond to CyberPunker's comment regarding Shirley.
I don't see the point in reviving her, mainly because she is alive and well at this point in time. Also, I think that Lelouch wouldn't have wanted her to be revived in the first place due to all the bad memories she would have, i.e. her father's death at his hand, him being Zero, and generally everything about Geass. I suppose he would want her to have another chance at life and happiness, in a way. But that's just how I see it.
Regardless, thank you, and everyone else, for the positive feedback, it really felt great reading all those reviews since I only just started writing fanfiction.
Onto chapter the next chapter of Code Geass - Take two!
Chapter two - Where it all began
"Ouch," Rolo groaned as he fell onto his butt. "Rolo, be quiet," Lelouch scolded his little brother as he scanned their surroundings. The dark prince quickly realized that they were in the abandoned subway below the Shinjuku ghetto. "So, what do you plan on doing now, Lelouch?" C.C. asked him, landing with practiced grace, unlike Rolo.
"We're in the subway below Shinjuku ghetto, which means that I was escaping from the Britannians," he smirked at C.C. playfully, pulled her closer and added, "with you." C.C. blushed slightly at the display of affection.
"Uh, brother, would you mind telling me what's going on now?"
Lelouch let go of C.C. and turned to his surrogate brother, running a hand through his hair, "Well, it's a long story, but basically, after I died, I found myself in the C world; that's where god confronted me and offered me another chance at life, since I saved him from my father, and since he thought I deserved another chance." Rolo frowned, "You...died?" Lelouch smiled nostalgically, "Yes, I had no other choice."
"Anyway, I asked of god to revive you as well...I was a horrible older brother to you, and I'm truly sorry for that Rolo," the dark prince spoke with sincere regret in his voice, "I thought that it'd only be fair to give you another chance at life, as well." Rolo smiled, "Thank you, Lelouch."
A smile spread across the dark prince's face as he reached out to ruffle his brother's hair, "Hey, stop it!" Rolo laughed, truly enjoying being reunited with his brother. C.C. smiled at their antics. This second chance really was a godsend; pun very much intended.
Suddenly, Lelouch perked up, which didn't go unnoticed by C.C. and Rolo. "What's wrong?" C.C. asked him, worried about whatever it was that Lelouch realized. "C.C., the last time we were here, we were escaping from the Britannians after that explosion in the truck, remember?" C.C. nodded, but still didn't know what he was getting at, "Yeah, what about that?"
Lelouch pulled out his cellphone and checked the time, "During the last time, I checked my cellphone to see if I had access to a network," he frowned in thought, "if I remember correctly, the time was fifteen thirty-one." C.C. and Rolo looked at him in confusion. He smiled and showed them the screen of his cellphone.
Fifteen twenty-five.
Rolo seemed even more confused, but something clicked in C.C.'s head, "You mean we could-" she smiled as she realized what Lelouch had in mind, "You've really softened up the past year, haven't you?" Lelouch waved her off, "Can it, witch, we need to hurry now."
Rolo just continued to stare at the pair in confusion. The dark prince noticed his look, "Don't worry about it, Rolo, I'll explain on the way, but for now, we need to hurry." Rolo nodded, "Okay."
With that, the three took off into a seemingly random direction, Lelouch leading the way.
After about five minutes, they reached an old and decrepit flight of stairs. Lelouch signaled for both of them to be quiet as he listened intently. Perfect, he thought as he heard the voices of the group of survivors. He turned to his two companions, who were awaiting his orders that would no doubt follow shortly.
"Rolo, my brother Clovis is currently wiping the Shinjuku ghetto, killing any and all Japanese," Rolo listened carefully, "there's a small group of survivors up there in the warehouse; the last time C.C. and I were here, they were brutally executed by those dogs," his fist clenched at that, "I don't plan on letting them die again, not when it's in my," he corrected himself, "in our power to save them." Rolo nodded, determination in his eyes, "What do you need me to do?" Lelouch smiled as he ruffled his hair again, gaining an annoyed look from his little brother, "I need you to keep them safe down here, until all this is over. Once I've killed Clovis, I'll contact you." He gained a thoughtful look, "Ohgi and the others can take over from there, they helped the other survivors last time, as well." Rolo smirked confidently at his older brother, "You can count on me, big brother."
Lelouch returned the smile, "I know I can," he turned to C.C., "C.C., I need you to come with me." He received a nod from the immortal witch.
They proceeded up the stairs, but Lelouch turned around a last time, "Rolo, stay safe."
Rolo felt a warm feeling in his stomach as he nodded, "You too, Lelouch."
With that, Lelouch and C.C. were gone.
"All of you, hear me!" Lelouch called into the crowd of survivors. They all turned around to see two figures standing in the shadows. The only thing that they could discern was that one of them was male and the other female.
"The Britannians will arrive here shortly, and they'll kill all of you," only now did the full force of their predicament hit them, as the the man before them phrased it so bluntly, "If you wish to live, then listen to me!"
"How do we know you're not one of those Britannian bastards?!" A man around the age of twenty shouted, followed by mumbling in the crowd. "Think about it," Lelouch started calmly, "if I had any intentions of killing you, I would've done so long ago." The group agreed reluctantly, as they saw no flaw in the man's logic. "I promise you that you and your children will be safe; just head down that staircase," he pointed at the flight of stairs, "there's someone waiting for you down there; they will protect you and bring you to a safe place until this is over." The survivors grabbed the only sliver of hope they saw at moment, and made their way to the staircase.
"After all this is over, you will meet up with Kaname Ohgi and his resistance group," the figure hidden in the shadows assured them, as most knew of the resistance group. The very resistance group that would become the Black Knights in the near future. This seemed to have the desired effect on the group, as they quickly disappeared into the subway, where Rolo was waiting for them.
"That went surprisingly well," C.C. stated, generally surprised at how smooth the whole endeavor. "Yeah," the dark prince agreed, checking the time on his cellphone yet again. Fifteen thirty-seven, "The royal guard will arrive here in about a minute," he looked out the large hole in the front wall of the warehouse, "we should do this the same as last time," he said calmly, walking towards the staircase, and sitting down so he was hidden from sight. The dark prince leaned back into the wall, his eyes following C.C. who slowly made her way to him.
She walked up to him, and sat down in his lap, causing the former prince to blush, "C.C.?" His responce came in form of a mischievous smile from the green-haired witch, "Are you uncomfortable, Lelouch?" Lelouch realized that their faces were very close, and looked away, "N-No, I-" She cut him off, "Then be quiet, we don't want to be found out too early."
The dark prince heard the royal guard enter the warehouse. A gruff voice spoke, "Report."
"We didn't find anyone, sir," one of the soldiers replied. The voice of the commander was heard again, "You're sure of it? That exit comes out here?"
"Yes, sir, it matches up with our maps of the old city." Somewhere in the back of his mind, Lelouch expected the crying of a child, followed by gunshots. Luckily, he heard no such thing this time around. Which means, he brought his cellphone up to his ear; Shirley would call him any moment now.
...
The ringing of Lelouch's cellphone broke the silence that had itself over the warehouse. Lelouch quickly accepted the call, "I'll call you later, Shirley." With that, he hung up.
Shirley Fenette blinked, not quite realizing what just happened. As she did though, she snapped, "That jerk, he hung up on me!" She glared at her cellphone, "I can't believe it!"
Lelouch was roughly thrown against the wall, the royal guard not seeing the faint smirk on his face. "What an appropriate location for a terrorist to meet his end," the commander sneered. "Still, you did well fo-" he was interrupted by a chuckling, which turned into a full blown, maniacal laughter, coming from the student that they had currently cornered and at gunpoint. The commander glared at him and barked, "What's so funny, boy?!"
The dark prince's laughter died down to a chuckle, "I'm sorry, this just feels awfully nostalgic." He heard a wince from his right, the source of it being C.C., who was roughly seized by two soldiers.
"Let go of her," His voice was icy and had a sharp edge to it. His eyes however, were what made the soldiers seizing C.C. go stiff in fear; that glare he gave them, with the Geass symbols in his eyes burning a fierce crimson almost made them wet their pants as they immediatly let go of the immortal witch.
The rest of the royal guard, including the commander, were in a similar state as they shook like leaves, barely being able to hold onto their guns. Their eyes were locked onto Lelouch's, the Geass symbols almost hypnotizing as he glared at them. As C.C. returned to his side, he issued his command, "All of you," they stiffened, "imagine your greatest fears," they did as commanded, each of them imagining their greatest fear, "Now sleep, and never wake up again." The entire royal guard crumpled to the ground, and started convulsing.
They were all locked in a never ending nightmare, facing their greatest fears for as long as their pitiful bodies would hold on.
"That was...harsh," C.C. commented as she leaned her chin onto the dark prince's shoulder.
"Did they deserve anything else?" He asked with a cruel smirk. C.C. shrugged, "I guess not." With that, she made her way to the staircase that led into the subway.
"Where are you going?" Lelouch called after her. "That woman that will arrive here shortly didn't see me last time; I think we should keep it that way." She replied with a smirk as she disappeared down the stairs.
Right, this is where Viletta comes in, the dark prince thought. His lips turned up into another cruel smirk as the Sutherland of the Britannian noble woman blasted through the wall.
Lelouch saw the armor covering the factsphere of her Sutherland retract as Viletta scanned the warehouse, no doubt searching for the terrorists. After a moment of silence, he heard her voice, "What happened here, boy? And why is a Britannian student in a place like this?"
Lelouch smirked, "My name is Alan Spacer, my father is a duke. My ID card is in my breast pocket; after you confirm my identity, I request your protection." The dark prince heard the Knightmare shut down, and with a hiss, the cockpit extended out of its back, with Viletta exiting it with the help of a rope.
"Keep your hands up in the air, I'll take out your ID card." Lelouch smirked; to think this woman was his coach for one year.
The dark prince activated his Geass, "You will hand over your Knightmare to me, and after that," he smirked cruelly, "you will do one-hundred jumping jacks."
"As you wish," she proceeded to hand him her gun, the key to her Sutherland and its passcode. After that, she did as commanded and began her set of one-hundred jumping jacks, "One, two, three, four..."
Lelouch stared at her incredulously for a moment, before bursting into a fit of laughter.
"Was that really necessary?" C.C. asked from behind him, not being able to suppress a cruel smirk herself.
"Not at all," came Lelouch's reply, "Now, let's get going before coach completes her exercise." He chuckled as he walked past her.
"Twenty-one, twenty-two..."
With Kallen
Kallen Kozuki was currently fleeing from the two Sutherlands that were chasing her, groaning as the screen that displayed her energy status beeped.
"Just thirty minutes left," she groaned.
The fiery red-head was startled by her comm-unit coming to life, a mysterious voice on the line, "The west entrance, use the tracks to move to the west entrance."
"Who is this?! How do you know this code?!" She demanded.
The voice replied in a bored manner, "Does it matter? If you want to win, you'll have to trust me." Kallen's eyes widened at that, "To win?"
She spotted the bridge on which the train tracks were located, and jumped onto them, heading to the west entrance as the mysterious voice had told her to. "Okay, what do I do know?" She asked the voice, bracing herself as she saw a train right ahead.
She heard a chuckle on the other line, "Since you trusted me, you will win. Jump onto the train."
"Gotcha'," Kallen replied as she jumped onto the train, leaving the two Sutherlands of the Purist faction that were pursuing her to slow the train down to a halt. She turned around just in time to see one of the Sutherlands being destroyed by slash harkens, and the other by a hail of bullets.
"How'd you get hold of a Sutherland?" She asked over the radio, turning around only to see the building where the Sutherland was before empty. At this point, Ohgi and the other key members of her resistence group arrived.
"Kallen, who was that voice on the radio earlier?" Ohgi, their leader, asked her. "He contacted you, too?" She really wondered whom that voice belonged to. Regardless, whoever it was seemed to be on their side.
"Kaname Ohgi, I present to you the cargo in that train; they are tools for your victory."
Kallen wondered how he knew Ohgi's name, but discarded the thought as the group proceeded to open the containers that were loaded on the train. The red-head gasped as she saw what was inside. Sutherlands. "There's more here!" Her companions called as they opened the rest of the containers. All in all, there were more than a dozen Sutherlands at their disposal now.
"Woman in the Glasgow, recharge your Frame; your unit will be running decoy."
"Y-Yes." She replied, still shocked by the massive advantage they had just gained; with this, they could win!
"Time to play this game of war again," Lelouch stated calmly as he observed the battlefield from one of the destroyed buildings.
The fight proceeded much the same as last time, with him playing the soon-to-be Black Knights like chess pieces. More and more of the Britannian forces were destroyed as the battle carried on.
"C.C., I need you to pilot this Sutherland when Suzaku and the Lancelot are deployed." C.C. looked up from where her head was resting on his lap, "Sure, but what will you be doing?" He smirked when he saw a vast amount of enemy forces being buried underground as Kallen broke the ground beneath them, as per his orders. "I'll be paying a visit to earl Asplund before I confront Clovis."
"I don't think he'll hand over his pudding even if you use Geass." She stated amusedly. Lelouch replied dryly, "It's not his pudding I'm after, witch." The demon emperor saw the Britannian troops retreat, which meant that the Lancelot would be deployed in about ten minutes.
"You should get going," C.C. said while standing up and stretching, which was rather difficult in the small cockpit of the Sutherland. "Right, but don't overd-"
"Hey, I'm immortal, remember?" Lelouch regarded her with worry in his eyes, "I know, but I don't want you to get hurt."
C.C. certainly didn't expect that, as she blushed slightly. That blush was increased ten-fold though, as Lelouch leaned up and stole a quick kiss from her, before exiting the Sutherland. The immortal witch was caught off-guard as she stood there, still blushing. Regaining her composure, she noticed that Lelouch was gone, leaving her to plop down into the seat of the cockpit and start up the Knightmare, a faint smile on her still slightly pink face.
"You will let me pass." The dark prince, now disguised as a Britannian soldier commanded the two guards that were posted outside the mobile hangar of the Lancelot. "Yes, sir," the guards replied in unison as they stepped aside, letting Lelouch into the vehicle. Finding Lloyd and his assistant, Cécile, wasn't difficult, as the hangar was rather small. The earl of pudding was currently typing away at his computer, his blue haired assistant at his side. It seemed like the two were observing the Lancelot in action. Lloyd always was fond of that toy of his.
"Shouldn't you be outside guarding this place?" Lloys asked him in his usual...weird tone. Lelouch took his helmet off, "Yeah, well, change of plans," he activated his Geass, "hand over all the research, documents, and information of the Lancelot Knightmare Frame and any other projects you're working on." They both complied and, after a few minutes, handed him various documents and memory sticks. "Perfect," he smirked, putting the helmet back on and exiting the hangar.
Transport of prince Clovis
"This is prince Clovis' personal transport, show me your ID!" The soldier guarding the transport demanded. "Let me pass," the dark prince had no time for theatrics; Kallen and the others would be killed if he didn't act quickly now. He had wasted enough time by getting the documents from Lloyd.
"Yes, sir."
Moments later, the cease fire command that Clovis issued was heard all over Shinjuku ghetto, much to the displeasure of the Britannian forces.
"There, satisfied?" Clovis asked annoyedly as the lights went out in the command center of his transport. "Very," the smooth and somehow familiar voice replied without missing a beat. "So, what do we do now? Sing a few lively ballads? Or how about a game of chess?" He suggested sarcastically.
"A game of chess actually sounds good," Lelouch shrugged. Now that he knew the truth about everything, he didn't hold any personal grudges against Clovis. But, he did order the merciless slaughter of countless innocent Japanese. Lelouch would have to think about what to do with him. Should he kill him like last time? Or should he make him join him with Geass? Maybe he wouldn't need his Geass at all for that; he would think this over during their game of chess.
The prince blinked, he didn't expect the terrorist to actually agree to that. "Why do you look so surprised? We used to play chess all the time at the Aries villa, though I would always win," Lelouch chuckled, taking off his helmet. Clovis sneered at him, "Just who are you?"
"It's good to see you again, brother," his helmet was off now, revealing his midnight-black hair and violet eyes, "Lelouch Vi Britannia, at your service."
AN: Phew, worked on this into the early morning hours. What can I say? I was flattered by all the positive reviews the first chapter received, which drove me to complete this chapter as soon as possible.
As always, reviews are much appreciated.
Thanks for reading!