A/N: Let me tell you a little about what happens when I come home from school… Firstly, I eat a very small snack (my lunch is at 11, and I get home at like 4! It's crazy, what they make us do on an empty stomach), and then I go do my homework. Sometimes, I get a little bored, but I toil away anyways. Then I get sleepy, so I take a small nap, which takes me right to dinner time. So I eat dinner. And just as I'm about to finish my homework… I throw my hands up into the air and say: oh, screw this. A tiny one-shot won't hurt anybody. Which gave the world this tiny, very cliché creature. I hope you enjoy though~
Disclaimer: Code Geass is not my property.
"It's Zero!" the spectators lined down the street gasped at the sight of the rebel.
The masked vigilante stood proudly in the middle of the road, wordlessly challenging the demon emperor of Britannia. Lelouch, looking completely furious, stood from his throne while the terrorist ran towards him, dodging bullets and men alike. Pulling out a gun, the raven-haired man spat, "You bastard!", only to have the firearm fly out of his hand.
Pulling back, the symbol of justice prepared to end the tyrannical reign of the demon emperor.
As according to plan, C2, the newly-crowned empress of Britannia, rose from her seat and embraced Lelouch, in an attempt to protect him.
As the sword ran through her, she gasped and shuddered at the pain. The raven-haired man wept angry tears as he held her limp body in his arms, just as the blade impaled him.
Voicing his rage and agony to the world with bone-chilling screams, he tightly embraced the emerald-haired woman who was already gone from the world.
He stumbled forward, the fatal wound's effects finally setting in.
The two sovereigns fell, smearing their blood all over the banner of Britannia.
"… Big brother?" Nunnally's chains rattled as she dragged herself to the dying man. Shocked, she began crying as she realized what he had done for her. Realizing his plan and motivation, she began to wail in lament as the world cheered at the death of the demon emperor and witch empress of Britannia.
In his last moments, Lelouch grabbed the hands of his witch and squeezed tightly; they were finally here. They could be free now.
A week later
Footsteps echoed in the mausoleum as a hooded figure made their way to the two sarcophagi. From a window on the roof of the spacious burial chamber, light from the moon spilled down, shedding an ethereal light on the enormous coffin.
Removing his cloak, Jeremiah Gottwald used all of his strength to slide the stone lid off of the large stone casket. When he had finally slid it off, he peered down at the two occupants of the tomb; they looked perfect. Their bodies hadn't decayed at all; the half-man, half-cyborg felt awe and wonder. These two weren't dead… They were merely in slumber…
Backing away, he knelt with a flourish to begin his vigil; he was fortunate though, as he didn't have long to wait. Jeremiah heard rustling, a sharp intake of breath, and a groan, which made the corners of his lips turn up.
Smiling widely, Orange looked up to see his master sitting upright in the sarcophagus. C2 was besides him, and she questioned softly, "How are you feeling?"
"There's a… There's a scar. I can feel it." the Britannian pressed his hand gingerly on his chest.
"The wound that activated your Code… The one injury that will never fade, no matter how much time passes. Welcome to the accursed life of immortality, Lelouch."
He only continued to clutch at the spot where the healed laceration was and said nothing.
"Jeremiah." a pair of golden eyes turned towards him.
"Yes, your Majesty?"
"…. You've done well."
Orange smiled proudly, tears welling in his eyes from the emotion running through him.
"Thank you very much. I am honored, Majesty."
"Lelouch. It's time." she placed her hand on his shoulder to call his attention back to reality.
"I know." the raven-haired man turned to face her. Hugging him, she said, "Together then."
"… Together." he whispered while leaning into her warmth.
They were about to leave the 99th emperor's tomb, when something caught the Lelouch's eye. He stopped and C2 looked back at him, wondering what it was. There was nothing left for them here anymore.
"… She… She still… She loves me."
"Of course." the witch replied gently.
"She loves me, C2."
Tears of relief and happiness flowed down from his eyes as he cradled the fragile paper crane in his hands. From the mere presence of the small origami, Lelouch understood Nunnally's message of how she was sorry, of how grateful she was to him, of how she would miss him terribly. Of how she loved him.
"No more tears, Lelouch."
He smiled tearily as he placed his most valuable possession safely into the folds of his crisp, snow-white clothes.
"No more tears." he promised, and he took her hand. And so, the witch and the warlock took their first step together.
A/N: Don't forget to vote on what my next project should be! It'd be a great help! Thank you for being such a wonderful patron! I love you all; you're the only thing that gets me through the school day :P Until next time then!
A/N II: Hmmm... I don't know why, but I feel like I should write a tragedy next... What do you think?