A/N: New extra. It ties into the new chapter, and maybe could have fit in as a scene (though it would have disrupted the fun pacing). Please wait until you've read it. We all love ninjas.

Disclaimer: I do not own Code Geass. I do own my characters.

Setting: Somewhere in the one week skipped during Turn 28. A small apartment in Vortigern.

Sayoko Shinozaki wore a pleasant smile as she looked up and down at her beloved daughter. Amelia was dressed in a black suit and tie. Her face covered in places by adhesive strips that would hold the advanced mask in place.

"Are you sure this is going to work, mother…" Amelia started in a shaky voice. "I'm not sure I'll be able to maintain this disguise."

"You'll do fine, Amelia. When they was developed twenty years ago, these masks were advanced technology, but they've only gotten better since then," said Sayoko. "No one will be able to tell it's you."

"If you say so…" Amelia commented, giving a short sigh.

"Good. Now put the mask on," Sayoko instructed, eager to see the final product.

The girl complied. The mask clung to her face and took the shape of a young man's face. It was impossible to tell it wasn't a real face. Sayoko nodded. It looked good. Her very feminine brown hair did not look right at all with it though. Sayoko moved behind the girl and started to comb her hair back, tying it in place. She then placed a short, boyish real-hair blonde wig over the girl's head.

She stepped back and looked Amelia over. She looked flawless. Amelia was gone. What was in front of Sayoko there was a handsome young man, ready to serve his master well. She nodded in approval.

"You look perfect, dear," said Sayoko, smiling.

"Let me see," said Amelia, hesitantly, the advanced mask changing her voice into a male voice. She moved quickly to the bathroom to use the mirror. Sayoko followed her.

"What do you think?" asked Sayoko, tilting her head.

"I really do look real," said Amelia, surprised. "Aren't I short for a man though?"

"There's nothing we can do about that, dear. Some men are that height, at least," said Sayoko, nodding and moving back out into the main room. Her daughter followed.

"Margaret Enneagram is strong, but she didn't appear very smart to me. This just may fool her," said Amelia, gaining confidence.

"Of course it will," said Sayoko, sure of herself.

"Hmm, maybe this won't be so hard," the young girl said with a nod. "It's a little uncomfortable, but not as bad as I thought."

"You'll only get more used to it," said Sayoko, smiling.

"So, who's voice is this that I'm using?" asked Amelia, tilting her head, a little too girlishly to fit the body.

"I would have given you your father's voice but that would have been an awkward fit," said Sayoko, her mind going back. "It's the voice of a former master of mine, the voice I used the first time I put on one of those masks."

"That's cool," said Amelia with a quiet nod. "Now what's my name?"

"Glen Esmay," said Sayoko readily. She had thought it through for hours.

"Isn't that just some sort of rearranging of my last pseudonym, 'Amy Glen?'" Amelia looked skeptical.

"No one will ever notice," Sayoko remained perfectly confident.

"If you say so, mother," said Amelia with a laugh. "Glen Esmay it is."

"I'm going to have papers forged," said Sayoko retrieving some papers from nearby. "With them, no one will be able to tell you're not a real person. All I need is a picture."

"Alright, mother," said Amelia quietly. "This may just work."

"You really doubted me that much?" asked Sayoko, concerned.

"I don't know. I guess it did sound kind of ridiculous to me when you said I was going to pass myself off for a man," said Amelia, shaking her head.

"I have confidence that you can do this, Amelia. Your father and I trained you well. Nothing should be impossible," said Sayoko readily.

"It's been a while since all that started," said Amelia. "Back then I really did question what you were putting me though…"

"So did I, actually," said Sayoko. "It was your father who insisted it as best to be prepared."

"I figured as much," said Amelia through a sigh.

Sayoko smiled as her mind went back to revisit those fond memories spent with the ones she loved.

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"What's wrong?! Failure is not an option. Stand strong and weather any challenge, no matter how hopeless it appears!" Jeremiah shouted as his fist flew toward his twelve year old daughter's bruised face. She was panting and looked exhausted, but still they would not stop. Sayoko watched patiently.

The child evaded the blow at the last second and darted under the man and into a full sweep at his legs. He jumped it and pushed backward. Sayoko jumped in, leaping high into the air and launching an array of five purposely dulled down knives at her young girl. She dodged one and then picked another out from the air and used it to block the rest. She then sent it flying straight back at Sayoko. She moved and let it continue to fly into a nearby orange tree.

And then Jeremiah leapt forward again, going in for a full body charge at the small girl. Were parents supposed to do this with their children? Probably not. Jeremiah always said it was necessary if they wanted a daughter who truly understood passion, chivalry and justice and would fight to protect the peace. Sayoko didn't see the need to question it beyond that.

Two years of experience saw little Amelia find perfect timing with her father's charge and use the leverage to leap up and off his shoulders and straight over him. She landed quickly and did a pin turn before running straight back at the man, and into a full powered jump kick. Jeremiah grabbed at the girl's leg and stopped it, swinging her back into a throw.

Amelia found her balance in the air and did a kick off of an orange tree and came to a less than elegant land at a few feet from it. She panted as Sayoko moved into place, pulling out more knives. She tossed one after the other, testing the girl's reflexes. Amelia moved quickly, avoiding them all one by one. But Sayoko kept the blades coming, changing it quickly into a test of endurance. Amelia looked weary, but she kept at it and avoided everything.

Sayoko's knife supply dwindled, so she fell back. Jeremiah rushed forward and engaged. He threw a flurry of fists in the girl's direction. Amelia moved quickly. She avoided everything thrown at her. In just two years, she had learned to survive this. But she was reaching her limit. Jeremiah's attacks stopped and he fell back. The girl's eyes rolled and she wavered.

Sayoko threw one final knife. Amelia caught it quickly and then staggered forward. She fell to a knee and the forward entirely to the floor, passed out from exhaustion.

"How long did she last today?" asked Jeremiah in a low voice.

"Exactly two hours and thirteen minutes," said Sayoko with a ready nod.

"That's a new record," said Jeremiah. "She's come a long way."

"She'll be better than me in a year," said Sayoko, quietly.

"Really? Just a year?" Jeremiah seemed surprised.

"I didn't start training to fight this hard until I was at least five years older than when we started her," said Sayoko. "And her body is lightweight but strong. She's meant for this."

"Our child is strong," said Jeremiah solemnly.

"Hopefully her strength is never needed," said Sayoko, looking up at the orange trees in admiration.

"Yes, but we must be prepared in case it is," said Jeremiah. "Our place is protecting the peace Master Lelouch sacrificed himself for."

"Yes," said Sayoko quietly. "And the child we brought into the world will have the strength to help us protect that peace."

"My body means she'll never reach me, but this girl will be unmatched against normal men," said Jeremiah staring down at the collapsed child.

"It is kind of still hard for me to do this with her," said Sayoko with a calm expression. "It must be hard on her. I wonder what she must truly think of us."

"We show her nothing but love off of these training field. She may not understand why this is necessary. Hopefully it never is necessary," said Jeremiah in a resolute voice.

"Yes. Let's hope this girl will never have to set her sights on another's life," said Sayoko. "But if such a thing is necessary in the future, we'll see her be nothing but capable at it."

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Sayoko nodded as the memories left her. She stared at her daughter, now, with the aid of her immaculate disguise, looking completely different from the little girl on that day. She smiled.

"You've really come a long way," said Amelia.

"Mother?" Sayoko, tilted her head, surprised by the comment.

"You were talking of your training. I was just thinking back on it," said Sayoko smiling wide.

"I try my best to forget all that," said Amelia with a low laugh. "You guys were really pretty hard on me."

"We taught you well," said Sayoko with a small nod.

"Yeah. I just hope I don't let you down," said Amelia, her eyes closing.

"Well, anyway, let's try and get those papers together," said Sayoko, smiling.

"Sure," said Amelia. "Let's."

Sayoko continued smiling as she led her daughter out of the apartment. Amelia was strong now. She was sure that, with her power, reaching her and Jeremiah's goal was well within their reach.

A/N: End. Yeah, it's another shorter one. Sorry. Not much else to add to this one. They're a fun little family. Poor Amelia… I like how I have more Sayoko in the story now. She's awesome. Amelia too. Too bad her dad's not as prominent now. Anyway, not much else to say about it.