Hey everyone, I decided to do my Code Geass / Pokémon crossover story properly.

Earlier, I did a one-shot called 'A brief history of the Pokémon world', which ended with the twist ending of the Pokémon world being the Code Geass world, only with Pokémon instead of Knightmares. It was full of win. So full of win, I'm renaming it and turning it into an ongoing story.

So, yeah. I won't be telling it from first person, like I usually do, but I'll be focusing on Lelouch, so that'll save time in writing scenes which, while important, I can't be bothered writing.

The story will be very similar to the Code Geass canon, except with Pokémon instead of Knightmares, and with references to the Pokémon games, such as gym leaders, Silph Co., and so on. I'll be replacing the JLF with Team Rocket, but I'll be keeping the Black Knights as that.

Of course, you can't just replace war mechs with animals in pokéballs and assume everything will be the same. For example, there are many points in the story in which being able to whip out an arcanine would make life much easier, but you don't get to hide inside machines anymore, so that'll be fun.

So will the aerial battles, and the rules against not geassing those inside mechs no longer apply. Plus, with Pokémon under his control, Lelouch has a fair few tricks up his sleeve.

Now, in the one-shot, Farla pointed out that Kanto and the others were already divided into regions. I was actually aware of that, and was inferring that dividing it was more akin to the Berlin Wall, something to stop the lower-class citizens from moving too freely, preventing them organising anything large scale.

Another thing to consider is badges. With league badges, your Pokémon's stats grow faster and you can control higher level Pokémon that you yourself haven't trained from the wild. If only Britannians are allowed to challenge gyms for these badges, then that leaves other people having to catch their own Pokémon and raise it themselves, and even then it wouldn't be as powerful as someone with badges.

And someone who would want to kill without having to use a Pokémon would have a gun. I mean, having Pokémon with flamethrower can kill effectively, but a Pokémon with flamethrower and a gun in hand can kill more people faster. And, as you pointed out, there comes a point where you get tired of playing the elemental match-up game and you decide just to shoot the other guy.

Also, it's fanfiction. It doesn't have to make sense. Hell, a lot of published works don't.

So, anyways, the one-shot left off at the end of episode one, so I'll start this story at the start of episode 2, just after Lelouch gets his Geass and has killed a bunch of Britannian soldiers. Let's see what happens next.

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Lelouch recalled his alakazam and his lucario into their premier ball and ultra ball respectively and looked at the pokémon that previously belonged to the dead trainers. Their brains took a while to register the death's of their masters, as with most pokémon, but they would soon return to becoming wild pokémon once the restraining effects connecting their pokéballs to their masters faded.

Lelouch locked eyes with the gengar that trumped his alakazam magnificently and drew an empty pokéball. "I command you," He ordered, activating his geass throwing the ball. "Be caught!"

The gengar slapped the ball aside and wandered off, leading the now free pokémon into the wild.

'So this power only works on humans…' Lelouch thought. 'That's still more than enough.'

"Hey! You!"

Lelouch turned to see a darkly tanned woman with silver hair enter the warehouse, looking at the scene in disgust. "What happened here?"

Lelouch turned to the woman. "Give me your pokémon and your equipment." He ordered.

The woman reached down to her belt, containing six pokéballs, a radio and a handgun. "Yes sir." She complied, with a somewhat happy look on her face.

"Thank you." Lelouch said, taking the belt and examining the pokémon inside.

'Level sixty-five to seventy-three's…' Lelouch sighed, removing two pokéballs and tossing them aside as he wrapped the woman's belt around him. As he only had yet to attain the Earth badge, he was limited in the strength of Pokémon he could take from others, despite having three level eighties of his own.

Unfortunately, his own party were too injured to battle, so he attached he woman's radio to his ear and walked out of there, the green haired woman from before having disappeared.

"Now…" He said to himself with a smile. "Let's see if we can't turn the tides of this battle…"

A red haired woman in a deep cap was holding out against the enemy soldiers with her kingler, her vileplume and her magmar, while leading them through the alleys to keep a guerrilla advantage. There were other rebels in similar dress, but she was clearly the most skilled pokémon trainer of the lot.

Unfortunately, the rebels were unorganised and being picked off one by one.

Lelouch sent the magneton he'd stolen out and used it to track the rebel frequency and tune his radio into it. "Q-1" He reported. "Tighten up your side and launch a stun-spore to your right."

The vileplume sent a cloud of yellow dust down that particular alley-way, either through his orders or by coincidence. _\_ "Who are you?" _\_ The woman barked into her radio.

"That's not important right now." Lelouch told her. "Just follow my orders and you won't just survive this battle." He grinned. "You'll win."

_\_ "What makes you think we'll trust you?" _\_ Another voice shouted. _\_ "For all we know, you could be the enemy!" _\_

Lelouch smiled. "There's a stopped cargo train on the monorail." He told them. "In there you'll not only find revives and full restores, but I'm sure you will find the pokémon contained within the containers to be most helpful."

The rebels must have stolen badges somehow, because they had no problem controlling the pokémon they just stole from Britannia.

'Although, I have heard rumours of the previous leader of the viridian gym being connected to Team Rocket, even if it's currently lead by Green Oak…' Lelouch thought, so he wouldn't be surprised if some of these rebels had Earth badges.

Either way, guided by Lelouch's orders and armed with new pokémon, these rebels began to turn the tide of the battle.

Almost literally, now that one of them taught his new blastoise surf from a HM.

_\_ "Man, I don't know who the hell you are mystery voice," _\_ One of the rebels laughed. _\_ "But I could kiss you right now!" _\_

Lelouch stopped himself from chuckling. "Don't lose your focus P-1." He commanded. "At this stage in the game, a single wrong move could cost us the battle-"

SMASH

Lelouch stared wide-eyed at the… thing that just came into view.

It was human shaped, but it couldn't be…

It wore thick, bumpy, rounded gray armour, with a white, amphibian skin visible in places between them. Live wires sparked from where the pokémon must have pulled itself free from some machine, and its purple tail flicked menacingly behind it.

A barrier appeared between it and the blastoise's hydro-pump, and then it vanished, reappearing before the blastoise and slashing it with a purple blade.

"A psycho cut…" Lelouch gasped. "GET OUT OF THERE NOW!!" He shouted into the microphone. "I have no idea what the hell that thing is, but we need to retreat, NOW!"

One fool was cocky enough to order his pokémon to attack, but the mystery monster performed the same technique first, killing the pokémon before throwing its trainer into a building.

'Me first…' Lelouch thought, repeating his order to retreat.

Then a Britannian soldier span into the air and kicked the monster in the head, before falling to the ground, injured.

The monster looked at the soldier in interest as he struggled to his feet, clutching his ribs and favouring the leg that wasn't broken, but rushed forward to attack the armoured monster, only to get caught by the helmet in the beast's left hand.

The soldier stopped charging and stepped back from the monster, which turned around and stood between the soldier and the retreating rebels, as if waiting for orders.

Lelouch rushed down from his post, and didn't see the soldier lead the pokémon away from the retreating foe.

Lelouch geassed a soldier to give him his uniform, name and rank, and then knocked him out with his stolen machamp and investigated the brain centre of the force attacking the Shinjuku ghetto.

None of the other soldier knew anything about the unknown pokémon that attacked, nor why it stopped, but most of the soldiers were focused on flushing out the Elevener rebels before they were ordered to bomb the whole place.

While most Britannians viewed Elevens as inferior, they still didn't want to have to bomb the place.

Lelouch frowned behind his helmet. The Clovis he knew as a boy wasn't like this.

Prince Clovis put the telephone down after calling off the cease-fire. "Are you satisfied?" He asked the soldier pointing a gun at him

"Very." The soldier stated. "Well done."

"And what shall we do now?" Clovis asked. "Sing a few lively ballads, or perhaps a nice game of chess?"

"That has a familiar ring." The soldier replied, closing his eyes as he removed his helmet, revealing his face. "Don't you recall?" Lelouch asked his half-brother. "The two of us used to battle together as boys. Of course," Lelouch sneered. "I would always win."

"Y-you…" Clovis gasped.

"It's been a long time, big brother." Lelouch chuckled. "The eldest son of the late consort Marianne and seventeenth in line to the imperial throne, Lelouch vi Britannia, at your service."

Clovis's horror turned to shock and then to delight. "L-Lelouch-!" The delight turned to terror as he realised his long lost half-brother was pointing a gun at his head. "B-But I thought—"

"That I was dead? You were wrong" Lelouch paused. "I have returned, Your Highness, and I've come back to change everything."

Clovis smiled. "I'm overjoyed, Lelouch!" He declared, standing to his feet. "They say you died once Japan was brought into the fold. What a blessing to have you back, we should depart for the homeland immediately."

"So you can use me as a tool of diplomacy." Lelouch sighed, shaking his head. "It seems you forgotten why we were used as tools in the first place."

Clovis gasped. "That's right." Lelouch told him. "It was because my mother was killed."

Lelouch stepped closer to his half-brother. "Mother held the title of Knight of Honour, but was a commoner by birth. No doubt the other imperial consorts held her in contempt. Even though you made it look like the work of terrorists, I'm no fool!" He shouted. "You people killed my mother!"

"It wasn't me!" Clovis protested. "I swear to you it wasn't!"

"Then tell me everything you know." Lelouch ordered. "The truth cannot be hidden from me any longer. By whose hands was she slain!?" He demanded, activating his Geass.

"My brother, Second Prince Schneizel and Second Princess Cornelia." Clovis answered dutifully. "They can tell you."

"They were at the heart of this?" Lelouch asked, deactivating his Geass. "That's all that you know, isn't it?"

"I swear it wasn't me!" Clovis insisted in fear. "I have… nothing to do with it!"

"I believe you." Lelouch responded, lowering his gun. "However…"

Lelouch stepped forward and put the gun to his half-brother's forehead. "Please, you can't!" Prince Clovis begged. "We may have different mothers, but you and I are still blood!"

Lelouch smiled. "You can't change the world without getting your hands dirty."

BLAM

Clovis fell back into his seat as blood seeped from the bullet hole in his forehead. Lelouch then grabbed the pokéballs he had taken from the woman earlier and placed them back onto the table as he replaced his helmet.

He didn't want Britannia to track him by the pokémon's OT number. That would put Nunnally in danger.

That would be unacceptable.

Part of the way back to Ashfield Academy, Lelouch rested against a wall and threw up. He'd wiped his brothers blood from his face and changed out of the soldier's uniform earlier, but the guilt still plagued him and it was making him sick.

He staggered into a taxi and geassed the driver, ordering the driver to take Lelouch home.

"Where do you live?" The driver asked him, under the influence of the Geass.

"Ashfield Academy." Lelouch sighed, collapsing into the back seat. "Wake me up when we get there…"

Lelouch woke up in his own bed, and the memories of the previous day ran though his mind.

He immediately ran to the bathroom and vomited until his stomach was empty, then stood up and wiped his mouth.

"That's right…" He said to himself. "I chose this path…"

When he went down to breakfast, Sayako handed him his Pokémon. "I paid the taxi driver last night and put you to bed master." Sayako reported with a bow. "But Nunnally is concerned about your extra-curricular activities."

"It's fine, really." Lelouch lied. "I just got caught in the crossfire yesterday and it brought back a few… memories."

"Oh, brother." Nunnally gasped. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Lelouch laughed, taking his sister by the hand as he sat down at the table. "How are you feeling today?"

"Very well, but brother…"

Lelouch chuckled. "I'll be alright." He repeated, almost as if he was convincing himself.

He bumped into a very familiar face at school that day, one that he was not expecting.

That female trainer with the vileplume from yesterday.

"Oooh, someone's finally taken your eye?" Rivalz chuckled. "Shirley will be soo heartbroken."

"Say, who is that girl?" Lelouch asked his friend.

"Hey, I think our boy might be straight after all!" Rivalz laughed. "We were starting to worry about you after…"

He stopped as Lelouch pointed an ultra ball to his face. "Right, never speak of it, gotcha." Rivalz said in a panic. "Anyways, her name's Kallen Stadtfield." He reported. "She's in our class, but she's off sick a lot, so I'm not surprised that you don't recognised her."

"She in any clubs?" Lelouch asked him as Rivalz flicked through his booklet.

"Erm… hang on… Ess, ess, ess, Stadtfield… here we are!" He announced, pointing at the redhead's picture. "Erm, nope." Rivalz shrugged. "Understandable because of her health, which is a shame because she's such a babe, but…"

"Think we should invite her to join student council?" Lelouch asked with interest. "Only, with her health and no clubs, she must be lonely at school."

Rivalz nudged his mate with a wink. "I hear ya loud and clear." He snickered. "You go talk to her about it in lunch; I'll go talk to Milly."

"Hey, we have P.E. next!" Lelouch called after his friend as Rivalz started to run off.

Rivalz spun around and began jogging backwards as he waved. "No thanks!" He called. "Dodgeball is your thing, I'd rather not."

"Suit yourself!" Lelouch laughed, setting off at a jog for the changing room.

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You know, this story is turning out to be interesting. I mean, someone who has the spinzaku kick appears to have gained control over something that seems to be mewtwo, badges exist, Geass doesn't work on Pokémon, but I think the most unbelievable part of this fic so far is that Lelouch is physically fit.

I know, right?

Now, I'm not going to have him running any marathons anytime soon, but at least now he won't get out-run by little bo peep.

And this makes sense in the Pokémon universe too. I mean, a good pokémon trainer has to be physically able to capture a pokémon and train it, so wussies need not apply.

Any suggestions for the rest of Lelouch's party? Or other people's by any chance? Leave your suggestions in your reviews, because this is gonna be fun.