Yep. Last chapter happened. Let's see what I can do this time.
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"Lelouch Vi Britannia." Lelouch told his reflection in the chambers of the Ruins of Alph after defeating Cyrus. "Do not allow your emotions nor your body's weakness stop you, nor make you hesitate when faced with a decision or in the need of action. Adapt plans as needed, but otherwise carry out every decision you make unless new information occurs that makes you rethink the situation."
"Do not give into despair when plans fail or the worst possible scenario turns out to be better than the current unforeseen circumstance." Lelouch continued. "Adapt the situation to your own ends- when you enter hell, conquer it and turn it into heaven. Thrive on the edge of defeat, snatch victory from impossible odds each time."
Lelouch hesitated for the last time in his life.
"Achieve peace on Earth, goodwill to all men."
Shortly after, Silver left the group of soldiers with Lelouch with a black briefcase.
"Here's your armour and mask Zero."
"Ah, thanks Silver." Lelouch replied, lowering his head as he placed the metal frame over his face.
He then raised his head to see the barrel of a gun pointed at the pointed crux of the reinforced glass visor of his helmet. It could defend against low calibre weapons from a distance, but this close and with this gun, the mask would be meaningless.
"I know what you're thinking." Silver told him. "'Is he actually gonna fire that thing?'" he shrugged. "Well, to tell you the truth, in all this excitement I've yet to decide that myself. But being as this is a .44 Magnum, the most powerful handgun in the world, and would blow your head clean off, you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel lucky?' Well?" Silver growled. "Do ya, punk?"
"Paraphrasing film quotes now?" Lelouch asked.
BLAM
Lelouch fell to the ground, his head reduced to mincemeat and his helmet to a spread of scrap metal around the wall behind him.
"Bastard." Silver grunted, slouching back against the wall, gun falling limp by his side as he wiped the sweat from his face. "Shit…"
~ I know I wasn't the first man you killed. ~
Silver's eyes widened as a head appeared on the ground, forming from the gray matter all over the walls. It rolled over to Lelouch's curled up body until the two sides of the neck aligned.
The birdlike symbol of the Geass formed on the forehead, and the wound healed. "Dammit…" Lelouch grunted, rolling over onto his hands and forcing himself to his feet. "I do not want to have to go through that again."
"Wh-what—"
Before his killer could recover from the shock of his revival, Lelouch grabbed Silver's face.
"Before you shoot me again, why don't you listen to my explanation?" Lelouch asked, Geass mark on his forehead blazing.
Silver fell limp as Lelouch dragged him on a guided tour through some specific memories of his, only letting go when Silver had seen enough.
"Sh-shit…" Silver gasped. "That's actually gonna happen?"
Lelouch nodded. "I was actually about to take my own life in order to gain the powers of the Code, so thank you for your help." He explained, helping Silver back to his feet. "So before we go back to everyone else, we need to carry out the first stage of the plan."
Silver glared, then grunted. "Not like I have a choice, considering the alternative."
Zero City hadn't submerged in the three days since Lelouch Vi Britannia's botched execution. Most people believed that the reason for this was that the Black Knights, and collectively the United Federation of Nations, had no need to hide or defend itself from Britannia or any other enemies at the current time.
"While this was currently a true statement, it was not the reason why the city hadn't submerged.
The truth was that Vengeance refused to create the barrier to submerge the city.
He was far too interested in his current project.
It was rare for a genderless Pokémon to have a gender for it to be identified with, but Vengeance insisted on being referred to as male for the duration of his experiment.
The subject of this was the evolved form of deoxys that was currently under his training.
Shirley Fenette.
The first mewtwo paced around the meditating mass of tentacles that was shaped like a woman in a cross-legged position, arms brought almost together and head bowed.
You have yet to choose a name
Tentacles around the 'face' wrinkled.
I have yet to choose my identity
Vengeance's frail mouth twisted into a wry smile.
There is nothing wrong with choosing human appearance. Lati does this often
The deoxys-evolution turned to the mewtwo out of habit.
Lati?
The Latias. Not the children that humans carry in their pokéballs
The deoxys nodded, returning to her meditation.
Will... I be able to carry children someday?
Not as a human. But anything can happen. You are living proof of that
The deoxys's back curved moreso, shaking somewhat.
Let's take a break for now
The tentacles writhed and morphed into the body of a human female with orange hair. "You know what's strange?" Shirley asked. "I used to feel so uncomfortable without clothes, but now..."
It has been a week since Shirley Fenette died by your hand
"I know..." Shirley sighed, looking down and curling her knees to her chest, bringing her arms around them. "Is it... wrong that I keep on looking and sounding like her?"
It is wrong to choose an identity you know is false
"I thought so..." Shirley nodded, before closing her eyes as her skin began to bubble.
Her shoulders grew slightly wider, as did her hips.
Her bust decreased in size slightly, altering in shape.
Her hair retreated into her scalp, turning a humble, brown tone as it fell past her ears.
He clenched her cheeks together as her face morphed into someone else entirely.
"How about now?" she asked, someone who clearly wasn't the girl that died.
Do not pretend to be someone that you are not
The girl slipped back into the appearance of Shirley Fenette. "Yeah... I know..."
"Another deceitful plot carried out successfully." C.C. commented as Lelouch entered the room. "You even had me fooled." She sat up from the bed she was lounging on. "Was it necessary for me to spend the weekend in a jail cell next to the woman who burned me alive?"
"Probably not." Lelouch sighed, slumping into the seat. "You might also be interested to learn that I've become a Code."
"I heard." C.C. stated. "Although, you didn't tell me back in the ruins."
Lelouch raised an eyebrow. "You knew?" he asked.
"Of course." C.C. smirked. "There was no way I'd let you go to your execution if you couldn't reattach your head."
"It still hurt." Lelouch grumbled, rubbing his chin where Suzaku's sword came out a few days before. "The blackness... do you ever get used to that."
C.C. rolled over on the bed. "No." She replied honestly. "Sometimes you won't see it for years and you think you get over it, then..."
Lelouch nodded, picking up a black king from the chess set on the desk beside him. "I want you to tell me about Nemo." He asked.
"Nemo?" C.C. asked. "The captain of the Nautilus or the finneon with a gammy fin?"
Lelouch narrowed his glare. "I am referring to the entity that resides within my sister."
"Nunnally?" C.C. asked. "What about her?"
"You donated DNA for my mother to use in order to manipulate the fertilised egg of one of her children." Lelouch explained. "This would grant the child paranormal abilities, such the power to read peoples intentions at touch, an ability Nunnally has had for years." Lelouch glared. "She also contemplated removing one of her senses so this power could flourish."
"How did you find out about that?" C.C. asked.
"So you don't deny that it happened?" Lelouch asked her, catching the king in his hand.
"I wasn't aware that the experiment succeeded."
"See for yourself." Lelouch replied, placing a hand on C.C.'s forehead to show her the memory he had remembered.
~ "I'm impressed that you developed mastery over this ability so quickly." ~ C.C. commented as she watched the scene that ended Lelouch's idyllic childhood, including the part neither he nor Nunnally remembered. ~ "It took me a year after I discovered this for me to use it this effectively." ~
~ "I already knew the basics from you." ~ Lelouch told her. ~ "The only difference is that this time I am in control, now watch." ~
The two of them paid attention to the scene as Nemo took over Nunnally's consciousness and began to brutally slaughter every enemy in the room, turning a simple murder into a massacre. C.C.'s face didn't move at the scene apart from the mild surprise at Nunnally's transformation.
~ "What do you know about this?" ~ Lelouch asked her as the scene faded into white.
~ "I have seen people develop destructive abilities after exposure to the Geass and sufficient trauma." ~ C.C. admitted. ~ "These powers are made manifest as darkrai- nightmares given form." ~
~ "That's all this is?" ~ Lelouch asked. ~ "Nemo is Nunnally's darkrai?" ~
~ "Perhaps you didn't notice the resemblance to giratina?" ~ C.C. asked in response.
Lelouch's eyes grew tighter. ~ "Which is it, witch?" ~ he asked.
C.C. looked him in the eye. ~ "I have no idea." ~ she replied, before planting a hand on Lelouch's forehead and taking control of this mental space.
Clair strode out into the corridors of the royal palace in Pendragon City, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. "Damn brat." She snarled to herself.
"Is your father making good use of your abilities, sister?"
She turned around to see her cousin Lance leaning against a pedestal. "You..." she hissed, striding up to him and lifting him by the scruff of his neck. "What're you doing here?"
"Careful." Lance told her, placing a hand on her wrist. "No one wants to get hurt."
She let go of her cousin and took a safe step back. Lance's Geass was one of the rare few that wasn't limited to the human brain in usage. "You have no right to be here."
"Come on, aren't we both of the same grandfather?" Lance asked her. "Sure, your mother married the Britannian Emperor and my father took control of the Dragon House of Kyoto, but we're still family, right?"
Clair smirked. "A clan that is now annihilated you mean?"
"Well, yes." Lance smiled. "Were I not the Knight of Six, I would have helped them when they turned to Zero." He chuckled. "It's almost a shame really."
Lance put a powerful hand on Clair's shoulder and she positively flinched. "So why don't you tell me why the Knights of One, Three, Four, Five, Seven and Eight have been purged from the Round Table?"
"You do understand that the former Knight of One betrayed Britannia and is now a leader of the Black Knights?" Clair asked, brushing her brother's grip from her shoulder. "As did the Dark Angel Cynthia."
"Brandon, Lucy and Anabel would never abandon the table." Lance told her. "Cynthia's one step away from being a knowledge whore, and I don't know Kururugi that well, but the King, Queen and the Maiden would never betray the crown."
"Lelouch has the Geass of Absolute Obedience." Clair told him.
Lance's eyes widened. "Are you serious?" he asked.
She nodded. "Anyone who has met him face to face alone could have any number of commands implanted into their mind without them knowing." Clair continued. "The Emperor is beginning to see him, and Zero, as legitimate threats to the Empire and his life."
"But he's a Code like you." Lance reasoned. "What could possibly kill him?"
"Lelouch killed master Cyrus." Clair whispered into her cousins ear.
Lance could barely formulate a reply, but managed to. "How?"
"We don't know." She replied. "That's what scares him."
"Arceus..." Lance managed. "So, who's the new Knight of One? That hyperactive old man get promoted?"
"It's a man in a suit of armour." Clair told him. "I don't know his identity, but his title is the Immortal Regis."
"So he's probably a Code too." Lance sighed. "I thought the Geass was supposed to be a secret power given only to a select few, but they're coming out everywhere now."
"Less of a feebas more of a magikarp." Clair agreed.
"Well, it's not quite that bad just yet." Lance sighed. "Finneon at worst. So, that still leaves six spaces- why does Spenser still have his title?" he asked.
"He's immune to the Geass apparently." Clair sighed. "All of that Pokémon telepathy training messed with his brain."
Lance laughed. "Why am I not surprised?" he asked rhetorically. "Still, that's more than half of our chairs..."
"The Emperor has Noland re-drawing the Table." Clair told him, walking to the window and summoning an altaira. "If you want to discuss it, go see him."
Lance nodded, resting a hand on the pokémon's wing before smiling. "You handed out a Geass to someone under orders of the Emperor." Lance said, surprised. "Whatever is he up to..?"
"Stop reading my pokémon's minds." Clair spat, kicking his hand away before taking off.
Ohgi waited in the rain on route 121 in an anorak with his wartortle, waiting for a lady.
When he put on the mask of Zero two weeks ago, he never thought that he would ever be able to stand freely in Japan while it was still called Area Eleven.
He lifted his head and let the rain fall on his smiling face. This felt good.
"Why here of all places?"
Ohgi turned around as he saw a Britannian Noble in an umbrella, her high-heels stuck in the mud. "Chigusa..." he gasped, stepping towards her.
She let out her magnezone. "My name is Villetta Nu." She told him as thunder crashed in the sky. "I'm a Britannian Baron, a member of the MI5. We may have established a temporary truce for the execution of Lelouch, but since that didn't happen I doubt how long that will last."
Ohgi nodded. "Of course." He said. "You took back your old life."
"Tell me." She said, striding towards him. "Do you think that WHA-!"
"Ah!" Ohgi gasped, rushing forward to catch her but slipping in the mud himself, landing next to her.
He pushed himself up, spitting the grass from his mouth and wiping his mouth as Villetta snarled, slowly pushing herself to her feet.
"There's probably somewhere we can wash in the abandoned weather research centre..." Ohgi suggested feebly as Villetta roared at the sky, letting her cape fall from her shoulders. "Hey, are you alright-"
She tore off her high-heeled boots and swan-dived off the cliff into the water below. "CHIGUSA!" Ohgi shouted, running to the ledge and diving after her.
She entered the water with barely a splash, while Ohgi crashed in violently, looking for her amongst the bubbles.
He was tackled from the side and slammed against the rock-face under the water before getting a knee rammed into his stomach. Winded, he opened his mouth and the air in his lungs spewed out as he floated up to the surface, unconscious.
He was dragged back to a small piece of land at the water's edge where he coughed up the water and began to breathe again.
"My name," his rescuer and attacker told him. "Is Villetta Nu."
"Could be worse." Rivalz stated, keeping his eyes fixed on the hospital ceiling, having counted the holes in each tile he could see, then working out the average since the last time he tried speaking to the patient next to him. "I mean, he could have shot us somewhere a couple of days in hospital couldn't have fixed."
Kallen growled at the world in general. "Why the hell are there so many bones and nerves and whatever in the foot that it takes so long to fix?" she shouted.
"No idea." Rivalz sighed, not daring let her know that he had it worst.
'Why they had to shave me and cut my hair for foot surgery I'll never know.' He groaned internally, scratching the beard he had lost. It was one to be proud of, and now he was going to have to start again.
He didn't even have an excuse to grow his hair out again.
Dammit...
"Heyoh!"
Rivalz sat bolt upright at their visitor. "Milly?" he asked. "What're you doing here?"
The blonde grinned. "Visiting you two, silly!" she shouted, leaning over to Rivalz's raised foot. "So, this is where Lulu shot you, huh?"
"Don't you dare touch it." Rivalz warned her, leaning forward to protect his foot.
"Awww... is the famous badass who cut off his own arm afwaid of a widdle pain in his widdle footsies?" Milly asked him condescendingly.
"I am NOT spending another weekend in surgery while they align bits of metal in my foot." Rivalz told her, before sighing and leaning back. "Maybe if I nuke it at the ankle they'll give me a metal one-"
"Don't you DARE!" Kallen warned him, sitting upright to glare at him. "That's just—"
She stopped because Rivalz and Milly were both snickering. "Knew I could get you talking somehow." Rivalz laughed as Kallen smiled sheepishly. "Anyway, how're you doing?" he asked Milly. "We didn't really get to talk back in China."
"Well, I finally graduated." She told them. "So, they're going to have to get a new student council elected..."
"I can imagine." Rivalz grinned. "Everyone's become a terrorist, huh?"
"Wait... didn't you hear about Shirley..?" Milly asked.
"Yeah, she became a deoxys-human hybrid, kinda." Rivalz told her, glancing at Kallen. "Although, she's kinda having an identity-crisis right now."
"Wait, she's alive?" Milly asked in disbelief, dropping the paper bag of muffins she'd bought.
"Actually... I'm not sure..." Kallen told them. "She's got Shirley's memories and DNA, but I'm not sure she thinks she's Shirley anymore."
"What're you talking about?" Rivalz laughed. "Of course she's Shirley."
"No, I'm not."
The three of them turned to the young brunette standing at the door. "President... no, Milly Ashford." The woman said, shaking her head before bowing. "I'm sorry..."
"Wh-who are you..?" Milly asked.
"I am the deoxys that killed Shirley Fenette." She told her, crying. "I'm sorry lulu... I'm sorry lulu..."
Milly's maternal instincts kicked in as she walked around Rivalz's bed and slipped two arms around the deoxys's back. "It's alright..." she told her, not knowing why. "Shirley lives inside of you, doesn't she..?"
She woman looked into Milly's eyes. "Do you really want that lulu?" she asked, face morphing into Shirley's pale image, her brown hair turning ginger and falling down her back. "You know that Shirley's dead, and you want her killer to pretend to be her lulu?"
Unnerved, Milly took a step back. "What about Shirley's family lulu?" Shirley shouted. "They've already buried their daughter, so should there be another of her walking around?" she shook her hair as it turned red and shrunk into a bun as her face changed. "No. That's not fair to anyone lulu." She told them, pulling a red orb from her pocket and offering it to Milly. "The dead are dead. I'm just a Pokémon with her memories.
"Wh-what's this..?" Milly asked, taking it. "A Cherish Ball?"
"My Cherish Ball." The woman corrected. "I know I look and talk like a human, but that's what I am." She touched her breast. "Shirley's DNA and organs inside me stop me from decaying like the other deoxys, and her brain and memories stop me from killing every human I see, but that doesn't change the fact that I'm a monster."
"Deoxys." Rivalz said, wearing the stern face he'd developed over the months of dealing with the underground. "Did you come here just to reinforce the fact that Shirley's dead and you don't want to be here, or is there another reason?"
"Uh..." she lifted the basket she was carrying. "I thought you might want some fruit..."
"Thanks." Kallen told her with a smile. "Hospital food sucks."
"I'm good." Rivalz told her, reaching down and grabbing the paper bag from the floor and grabbing a muffin that had rolled out. "I've been wanting to eat one of Milly's cupcakes for a year."
"Hey, that's been on the floor!" Kallen told him as he rammed the bun that had rolled out of the bag into his mouth.
"Sho?" he asked, mouth full of fluffy goodness. "Itsh a hoshpital." He swallowed. "The floors are clean. All of it is." He picked up another muffin. "Stands to reason."
"Ever heard of MRSA?" Milly warned him.
"Nah, not a chance." Rivalz grunted, shoving another muffin into his mouth whole. "I nooged ta fwaor aroud ren rinites ago."
The deoxy's hands turned to tentacles as it pulled itself to the ceiling. "And you didn't tell me?" she shouted, her voice blending into Shirley's high-pitched screech. "You KNOW what your hand does to Pokémon like me!"
Milly laughed as Rivalz facepalmed into metal, knocking himself out.
She laughed even harder as he began to choke on the half-eaten muffin and Kallen had to haul herself out of her bed to perform the Heimlich manoeuvre.
Pike Queen Lucy patrolled around Lake Valour to calm herself down, not that it was working.
Why did she help Lelouch escape?
Why did she attack those troops?
Why can't she remember any of it?
Why did governor Nunnally let her off without as much as a slap on the wrist?
"It was the Geass."
Lucy turned around and was startled to see Princess Cornelia standing behind her. "Cornelia..." Lucy told her old friend, quickly regaining her composure. "It's been a long time."
The princess gave her a thin, serious smile. "It has indeed. I'm sorry for keeping you and everyone else in the dark, but it was necessary. I've been researching several ruins around Area Eleven over the past six months." Cornelia told her. "Britannia's military advances over the past thirty years have been targeting various holy sites around the world, many of these being in Japan." Cornelia sat on the grass by the water's edge. "This is one of them."
Lucy stepped to the water and sat next to her friend. "What is the Geass?" she asked.
"Hidden Power." Cornelia explained. "You understand that the ability varies from Pokémon to Pokémon?" Lucy nodded. "Well, there's a method for humans to access this power, only called Geass." Cornelia glared darkly. "Lelouch's 'Hidden Power' forces anyone that looks him in the eye to follow any order he gives them, end they'll have no memory of carrying it out."
Lucy's eyes widened as she realised what this meant for her friend. "So you believe that Euphie was innocent after all?"
"Of course she was." Cornelia spat. "How could a creature as gentle as my sister ever hurt anything?"
"I trusted her as much as you did." Lucy told Cornelia. "I trust you and your judgement." She stood up. "We need to report this to the Emperor immediately."
"He's at the centre of it all."
Lucy stopped dead.
"He's capturing these holy sites in order to summon something only someone who has mastered their Geass- a Code, can control." Cornelia glared. "Or so he thinks. This monster will destroy the world."
"Giratina?" Lucy asked. "Lelouch summoned that beast at his execution."
"Giratina is one of the many seals holding this monster away." Cornelia explained. "So long as father doesn't have it, he can't summon the monster."
"What's this monster called?" Lucy asked, wondering what could be so terrible to make Cornelia avoid naming it.
"I don't know." The warrior princess admitted. "None of the ruins I found ever named it, only explaining that it was the worst possible thing that could possibly happen to this universe."
"What will it do?" Lucy asked.
"Imagine hell." Cornelia growled. "Now imagine that the devil himself dies and goes to the Hell of Hell. Then you're not even close."
Lucy looked over the lake. "Lelouch knows about this, doesn't he?" she asked.
"I can only assume that he's fighting against it." Cornelia said. "He's got the same level of power as the Emperor, so they're both capable of unleashing the monster." Cornelia laughed bitterly. "Lelouch hates his father and loves his sister. There's no way he'd let father do this."
"But what if Lelouch plans to do it?" Lucy asked her.
Cornelia stood to her feet. "Then we're doomed no matter what we do."
Red walked through the corridors of the indigo plateau with Cynthia on his side and Pika in his hat, discussing various things like Redeoxys and the Geass.
"Well, of course you didn't get the Geass from kissing him." Red shrugged. "He wasn't a Code. He had a Code body, but not the real deal."
"And are you a Code?" Cynthia asked.
"Not anymore apparently." Red sighed. "Man, I was hoping to enjoy immortality, but no, I just happened to evolve back into mortality less than a week after becoming mortal again."
Cynthia looked ahead to see Zero and a green-haired woman walk into the corridor. "Hey, Auntie C.C.!" Red waved.
'That's C2?' Cynthia realised, then picked up the pace and strode towards the witch at a high speed, grabbed her by the back of the head and forcefully kissed her.
"Uh, what?" Red asked, looking at the pair. "Wait, what?"
"Chu~?" Pika asked, tilting his head.
Zero just watched the scene in silence, ignoring Red's request for a high-five.
Cynthia eventually pulled away. "Why didn't that work?" she asked.
"Mmm, not bad." C.C. smirked, patting Cynthia on the shoulder and stepping past her. "But your hand work needs more practice." She licked her lips. "Good tongue though."
"Geass can only be transferred between opposite genders, if that is what you were after." Zero quietly told Cynthia. "But I'd like you to keep quiet about that though. Your best bet is to find Lelouch before I do."
With that, he strode forward after the witch as Red sidled up to Cynthia. "So... hand work?" he leered. "Was the scientist taking her little experiment a little further than she expected to?"
Cynthia brushed her lips unconsciously with her thumb. "She has the Geass of Lust, if I'm correct." She thought aloud.
"That might explain a lot actually." Red added, letting out a sigh as pikachu jumped down to the ground. "And technically it's Love, not Lust. Though there's probably a bit of both in it."
He laughed, and the sleeves of his shirt tore open and the rest of the shirt split several holes.
"Dammit, again?" he sighed, pulling the garment off altogether. "I keep using Bulk Up without meaning to. This whole 'Pokémon Master' thing is almost more trouble than its worth."
"There you are!"
Red turned around to see Misty on the warpath. "Then again!" he shrugged, punching the ground. Dirt flew up from the tiles as he burrowed into the soil below, sealing the tunnel behind him as Misty reached it.
"Damn, he's got Pika to use Dig?" Misty asked, sighing as she walked away. "Ah, whatever. I can't be bothered anymore..."
Cynthia began snickering, then laughed, then bent over double in hysterics. "What?" Misty shouted at her, turning around angrily.
"N-Nothing..." Cynthia lied, struggling for breath. "Oh... can't breathe, can't breathe..."
Toudou stood before the fresh graves of Asahina, Urabe, and Senba. The three of them wished to be buried in Mt. Pyre, on Japanese soil, and Toudou was thankful he could fulfil their wishes.
Only one of the graves had a body inside it.
There wasn't anything to bury of the other two.
"Are you okay?" Chiba asked him from behind.
"Tell me..." Toudou sighed. "Why did you give the Regi's to Bluebeard?"
Chiba gasped slightly, then looked down and grabbed her arm. "Because... they follow him." she said. "Senba gave regirock to Rivalz. After Chiba's death, registeel followed him before we gave it to Gold. And... after Asahina died..."
"That's enough." Toudou cut her off, looking at the sky. "If that is their will, then so be it."
Chiba nodded. "Yes sir."
Toudou sighed. "I'm useless in the mornings." he said, walking past her back to the city.
"Sir?" Chiba asked, looking at the setting sun. "Yes sir." she nodded, following her commanding officer.
Ohgi woke up inside a cave. He was bruised and disorientated, but luckily was warm and dry for some reason. Someone had saved him... "Uh..."
"Don't dive after an enemy who dived into the water herself." Villetta told him from the other side of the fire. "Especially when your pokégear isn't waterproof."
Ohgi sat up, then realised he was naked under Villetta's cloak. "Uh..." he managed, blushing.
"Again, don't dive in water fully dressed unless your clothes are designed to dry out quickly like mine are." Villetta sighed, scratching wartortle's head. "But you earn points for teaching your wartortle Secret Power."
"Tortle!" the turtle pokémon saluted proudly as the Britannian baron smirked.
"Noland!" Lance shouted at the factory head from his gyarados as it rode up the waterfall up to the man in a sleeveless labcoat and an S-pad.
"She's going in whether you like it or not." Noland told his fellow Knight. "In fact, your cousin is taking my old space."
Lance smirked. "So, you're promoting yourself?"
"I've got your old slot as a matter of fact." Noland told him.
The man glared from behind his red hair. "Tell me I'm being promoted."
"I'm putting you forward as Knight of Four." Noland told him. "One of the newbies is getting rank three, Emperor's orders."
Lance sat down on the giant corsola's back next to Noland. "What's this newbie called?"
"Not telling." Noland told him. "But trust me when I tell ya that he deserves the titles the Emperor's giving him."
Lance peered over Noland's shoulder and looked at the S-pad screen at the Knight of Three's title.
World Eater.
A blonde man rode across the Mexican deserts of Area Three on his black Lugia. Behind his large, mirrored sunglasses, he grinned at the oncoming sandstorm.
This was what he lived for.
He pulled lugia back as a large shedinja rushed past it. "Shadow Blast!" he shouted, pulling the lugia around to target the fast moving pokémon. The black storm-beast charged a cyclone of darkness around it and launched it at the hollow husk, hitting it dead on.
A young woman leapt from the shedinja, using the cyclone's impact to launch her towards her enemy. "Gengar, Umbreon!" she shouted, throwing the pokéballs forward. "Dark Pulse!"
The combined power of the two attacks launched the Shadow Lugia hurtling towards the ground. The woman recalled her pokémon and rolled in the sand, charging at her opponent with her bare hands as he recovered from the crash landing.
He stood up and tossed two pokéballs into the air, unleashing his espeon and umbreon to charge at the woman's gengar and umbreon as he blocked her palm strike, throwing a punch that she deflected and used to throw him past her. He ran with it, throwing a pokéball to catch the downed shedinja.
"What?" the blonde woman shouted, looking behind her in shock as her pokémon was stolen, creating an opening for the man to elbow her in the face.
She went down, and he knelt on her chest and put a hand around her throat. "Yield." He ordered, holding the shedinja's new pokéball in his hand.
The girl gritted her teeth, then tapped the sand with her hand. Her gengar and umbreon immediately jumped back from the battle, gengar's hands behind its back and umbreon sitting.
The man stood up, allowing the blonde to do the same. "You've got guts." The woman told him, rubbing her neck and reaching inside her gi. "You're Wes, right?"
"Who's asking?" the man asked, flipping up his sunglasses to reveal a pair of golden eyes.
"Arena Tycoon Greta, former Knight of Eleven." She said, handing him an envelope sealed with the royal seal. "I had to make sure you were up to the task."
"Former?" Wes asked, opening the envelope and scanning the Mail within.
"The Emperor is organising a new Round Table, and everyone's being moved around." Greta told him, slapping a hand onto his shoulder. "Welcome aboard, Shadow Snatcher Wes."
He looked up and glared, a single Geass blaring for a moment as he scanned her. "Your Aura is clean." He commented, disabling it and offering her pokémon back. "I'm sure I'll enjoy working with you."
She grinned, taking his arm by the wrist. "Knighthood ceremony's in Pendragon tomorrow." She told him, taking the ball back. "Anything you need to pick up?"
He thought about it.
He hadn't seen Rui in years.
"No." He replied. "I'm carrying everything I need."
A blonde teenager rode a dodrio through the forests of Area Two, stopping outside Niagra falls.
"Wow..." the teenager whistled from under a wide straw hat, releasing several pokémon from their pokéballs. "You guys stretch your legs, I feel like fishing."
An old man chuckled as he approached the teenager. "You must be Amarillo del Bosque Verde." he said, carrying his blue staff. "No one else could have pokémon so understanding at your young age."
The blonde turned around as the hat blew to the waterfall, showing her long ponytail. "I prefer to be called Yellow." She told the old man. "But that's me."
The old man chuckled again. "My name is Spenser." he said. "The Emperor desires you to become one of his knights."
"Me..?" Yellow asked, before shaking her head. "I'm flattered, but I must decline."
"Red has been captured by Zero." Spenser told her, and she stopped dead. "You're the only one who can save him."
She turned to face the Palace Maven again. "What do I need to do?"
A green haired young man collapsed atop Mount Everest, pressing a button by his neck to spring up the blue respirator mask to help him breathe the thin air. "I- I did it..." he wheezed, standing up in the snow. "I really did it..."
"HRAGH!"
Wally leapt around as a massive creature hulked through the blizzard towards him. He carefully reached for the pokéball containing his gardevoir, but then the figure bent over, hands on its knees.
The snow cleared to show a man in a long green coat and wild blonde hair. "Man..." he panted. "I don't remember the last time I've ever been this out of breath..."
He stood upright and thumped his chest proudly. "Wallace Mitsuru, or just Wally?" the man asked loudly.
"Just Wally." the green haired boy said from behind his mask, looking the man in the eye. "Did you climb this mountain just to battle me?"
"No!" Palmer laughed. "Even I know that's dangerous! Come on!" he shouted, grabbing the sickly boy by the wrist and charging down the side of the mountain. "No time to loose! No time to explain! Let's GOOOO!"
Wally flicked his respirator suit down. "T-Teleport!" he shouted at his gardevoir, and they were all transported to the base at the foot of the mountain.
"Oh." the blonde man said, before laughing. "Right! NOW we have time."
The Tower Lord Palmer slapped Wally on the back. "Welcome to the Round Table, Wallsalot!" he shouted, summoning his dragonite. "Off we go!"
The Immortal Regis looked at the two coffins that Saturn brought to him. "Now are you sure that these are the ones we want?" he asked the Galactic Leader.
"Absolutely." Saturn nodded.
"Well, we'll know soon enough." the armoured knight replied.
There was a moments silence.
Then once coffin burst into flames.
Then frost crawled along the other, the wood splintering against the heat of the first coffin's flames.
Two dead men rose from the smoke and the mist, two old enemies turned madmen that died so Hoenn may live.
"Maxie Matsubasa. Archie Aogiri." The Immortal Regis told the two living corpses from behind his armoured face. "Do you two believe in angels?"
"So if we know that Zero is Lelouch," Brandon asked Silver. "Why the hell are we letting him prance around like he owns the damned place?"
Silver sighed. "We don't exactly have a choice other than to play along with his little game for now." He said. "He's immortal. He can summon the powers of darkness. From what Red's told me, he can trap you in your memories by touching you, not even skin contact. Then there's the fact that he's a genius strategist in power armour with extremely powerful pokémon." Silver shrugged. "What can we do?"
Brandon growled storming off.
"Wh-What?" Anabel gasped from her computer. "Brandon, get over here!"
"Ugh, what now?" he asked, sauntering over to the screen.
- Knighting ceremony of the new Knights of the Round Table. -
"Amarillo Del Bosque Verde!" Emperor Charles Zi Britannia told the kneeling blonde woman in her green and golden robes, resting an enormous broadsword upon each of her shoulders. "I Hereby Do Dub Thee Lady Viridian Daughter, Knight Of Twelve. Rise."
"Yes." she replied, standing to her feet. "Your highness."
"Saturnus Michel Ceaser!" The Emperor boomed as Yellow moved aside to allow the blue haired man in gray armour and blue robes to kneel before the Emperor. "I Hereby Do Dub Thee Sir Galactic Overlord, Knight Of Eleven! Rise!"
"Yes, your highness." Saturn declared proudly, moving over for the blonde woman in black armour and red robes.
"Greta Stern! I Hereby Do Dub Thee Lady Arena Tycoon, Knight Of Ten! Rise!"
This ceremony continued as the Emperor knighted Clair as the Rising Dragon, Knight of Nine, Spenser the Palace Maven, Knight of Eight, Wally the Fading Rival, Knight of Seven, Noland the Factory Head, Knight of Six, Wes the Shadow Snatcher, Knight of Five, and Lance the Dragon Master, Knight of Four.
Then a young man with dark hair and crimson eyes strode into the room.
He wore a black cape with orange lining. His left arm bore a deep blue cloaking sleeve with red markings along it, and his right arm bore a dark red sleeve that cloaked his arm with foreboding blue lines.
He bowed his head and knelt before the Emperor, and the lines on each sleeve glowed ominously.
"Brendan Ruby Richards!" The Emperor boomed, bringing the claymore on each of the young mans shoulders. "I Hereby Do Dub Thee Sir World Eater! Knight Of Three! Rise!"
"Yes." The World Eater replied, rising to his feet. "Your. Highness."
"BRENDAN?" May screeched, grabbing the screen and shaking it violently. "WHY? WHY?"
"Hey, down in front." Blue shouted, tossing a piece of popcorn at her head. "I wanna find out who the armoured guy is."
"So who's this Brendan?" Gold asked as May stepped back from the screen.
"He's... a close friend of mine." May explained as Palmer was knighted as the Tower Lord, Knight of Two. "He almost joined the Black Knights, but he said that he was going to fight the system from within like Kururugi..."
"Hush!" Blue shouted, throwing more popcorn as the Immortal Regis was knighted. "So, not gonna tell us his name, huh?"
"So, one traitor, and one enigma." Flannery stated. "But why are none of the knights in Japan on the table anymore?"
"Dunno." Blue shrugged. "But the old guy's saying summat."
_\_ "And I Hereby EXILE All Those In Japan, Formerly Area Eleven!" _\_ Emperor Charles Zi Britannia the Fourth decreed. _\_ "The Whole Land Has Fallen Under The Dark Spell Of Lelouch Vi Giratina! It Is With Great Sadness That I Announce This, As Even My Own Childeren Have Fallen Under My Demon Child's Power, But It Is Too Late To Save Them! The Only Mercy Left For Us To Offer Them Is The Sweet Release Of Death!" _\_
"Oh..." Morty whispered. "That is not a good thing..."
"Ya think?" Blue asked flippantly.
"No way are they gonna accept this..." Brock whispered in horror and disbelief.
_\_ "I Know That This Is A Hard Loss For Us To Swallow." _\_ the emperor continued. _\_ "I Tried To Deny This Fact Myself, But By The Word Of Arceus, I Assure You That This Is Truth." _\_
_\_ "This Is Why I Assembled These New Knights This Day." _\_ Charles declared as Suzaku stared in horror with Euphemia. _\_ "Yes, Even Six Of My Knights Have Fallen To Lelouch's Evil Power, In One Way Or Another." _\_
"F-Father..." Euphie gasped.
_\_ "But By The Will Of Arceus!" _\_ the emperor roared as the great stag of creation himself burst through the wall and strode into the throne room above him. "THEY! SHALL BE! AVENGED!"
"N-No way..." Tamaki gasped, backing into Toudou. "This is not happening."
_\_ "ALL HEIL!" _\_ The Emperor roared, raising the massive blade into the air. _\_ "BRRRITANNIA!" _\_
"They'll revolt." Lloyd Asplund chuckled in horror. "They have to..."
_\_ "ALL HAIL BRITANNIA!" _\_ Those in the court cried, as if posessed. _\_ "ALL HAIL BRITANNIA!" _\_
"The Emperor posesses the Geass to manipulate memories." Cornelia explained, striding into the command room of the Indigo Plateu with Lucy. "Spread across an audience and over television screens, they accept his propaganda as fact unless they know for a fact that it is wrong."
"The Britannian Armada consists of over fifty million trainers." Toudou told the room. "There is no way we can possibly win this battle."
"No." Cornelia corrected him. "Unfortunately, we have one way to survive this." She glared. "Worse still, that miracle is unfortunately close at hand."
Lelouch smiled as he turned off the screen, turning to the immortal witch lying on the couch. "And so they become as Faust." he said with a smirk. "Selling their souls for liberty and life, dealing with the devil to escape god's judgement."
"You do like to dramatise things, don't you?" C.C. asked him, rolling over so her hair fell over the headrest as she smirked at him in a world turned upside-down.
Lelouch laughed. "I just created a situation for my enemies where the world with me as their leader is infinitely better than any other possible scenario in the immediate future." He told her, vaulting over the table and onto the couch next to her. "Allow me to indulge myself from time to time, witch."
She smiled, sitting up and kissing him.
He did deserve it.
-}+{-
Admit it. I am brilliant.
So, what do you think the Emperor's evil plan is? Or Lelouch's, for that matter.