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After running across campus in what could be compared to a blind panic, I finally calmed down, seeing that there was no one chasing me. I sigh in relief and chuckle to myself, then begin move at a more leisurely pace to my new dorm room.
'Alright, so I have currently cured Nunnally of her Geass imposed blindness and her body is regenerating from the damage taken during her mother's assassination. Lelouch will definitely be in for a surprise tomorrow, and when I reveal to him that it was me that did it, I should be on his good side for the most part' I think to myself as I move across the roof top, until the dorms finally come into view. They look like a fusion of British and French styled architecture, and give off a grand and slightly arrogant feeling to them. It was three stories tall, made of a white stone, marble most likely, and was longer then it was wide.
'Now, if I remember correctly, my room was number S-117, which is on the third floor and I don't have a key...' I stand there for a second, staring at the building, then dive into one of the shadows and journey from there until I find my room 'pfft, 'breaking and entering' is a piece of cake when you can just bypass every single security system ever invented, though I will have to be a bit more aware of my surroundings'
I eventually find my room after an hour of regular time (not slowed time), partly due to getting lost and the other part of playing a few "harmless" pranks on some of the rich, snotty Britannian students, especially those who are abusive and cruel to others. I snicker slightly to myself as I already hear my work bearing fruit as several students start screaming and hollering about various things.
"Why am I TAPED TO THE CEILING!" My first pranked victim hollered, the son of a rich local nobleman who had often abused and harassed the Japanese who became Honorary Britannians. I had remember a few events at school where a teacher or staff member was tapped to the wall, so I just had to try it on someone, with my own little twist. I had went through at least 150 rolls of heavy duty duct tape and three hours of slowed time to get the kid to stick to the ceiling, due to the fact that he was huge, in the muscular sense of the word.
THUD!
And it seems gravity just won out against adhesives...
"MY ROOM, MY CLOTHES, MY HAIR! Victim number two shrieked upon the realization of the loss of her hair. She was the daughter of one of the Purist's high ranking members as well as upper tier nobility in Japan. Asides from her friends and the students at school, who are all in a relatively similar social status, she treats everyone as a if they were scum and filth. I decided to let a few dozen or so assorted rodents into her room and altered their minds to have an extreme disliking towards clothing as well as have them loose control of their bowels every now and then, though their minds would return to normal at first light, plus I shaved off her entire head of hair and waxed her head until it shined like Saitama's during slowed time.
"KYAAAH! SNAKES!" One particularly loud and shrill gir... I stop for a second and listen... loud and shrill guy screams his head off. He must have been the one that I dumped several garter snakes all over. I forgot who he had ties to or what he had done to others, except something along the lines of OSI...
These were just a few of the many students that were I pranked, and I heard it all thanks to my augmented hearing. I struggled to keep myself from bursting out into laughter as I finally entered my dorm room. I immediately realize that I had made a tragic mistake in choosing my residence. The room that lay before me was not a high class dorm room, but a large janitor's closet that had been converted into a room. The floor was concrete, but there was a small amount of heat radiating from it. 'Hmm, I would say this is karma if I that were a real thing.'
'Heated floors, how nice' I internally mutter, not immediately thrilled by my room. That starts to change as I take a look around place and began seeing potential.
There were pipes and ducting all along the walls, with a bed and dresser tucked away in the corner behind several large pipes forming a makeshift wall. Near the door was an indent in the wall with what appeared to be water stains with a sturdy desk with an industrial grade strip light hanging over head and a monitor and computer sitting in the middle of the desk. There was a door opposite from the bed, which revealed to have fairly decent shower, toilet, and sink.
Overall, the room was fairly bleak, empty, and industrial, but more than adequate for the future hideout of a black knight affiliate.
"Home, sweet home" I mutter sleepily, a sense of sheer exhaustion, both mental and physical, came crashing down on me. I felt the strength in my body sliding away, and my mind was already going blank and foggy. I groggily slouched my way in the general direction towards what I believe to be the bed since my ability to see in detail has just decided to check out for the night, and I was already losing feeling in my extremities.
After what felt like an eternity, I finally arrived at rectangular blob, and assumed that it was my bed. I then fully passed out and toppled onto my bed.
That was my plan, but physics and biology seemed to have a different one. I attempted to fall into my bed, and had lean forward to do so, but then fell diagonally towards the floor.
WHAM!
Ugh.
'That's going to hurt in the morning.' Was my last conscious thought before passing out.
"Hello, my name is Paul Rocburn, I am a transfer student from the homeland, I hope that we all get along", I spoke quite cheerfully, even though internally I was wincing from the pounding sensation in my head from my fall. Apparently, my regeneration is quite picky to what damage I take, probably more focused on repairing critical damage and battle injuries to my body. As a result, I have a terrible headache now, nor does it seem to be going away anytime soon.
Adding insult to injury, the blob I thought was my bed, was in fact a metal chest sitting opposite my bed. So even if I had successfully fallen on said blob, I would only have been awarded with a concussion and some broken teeth. They would have definitely hurt.
"Thank you Mr. Rocburn, you can go take a seat by window in the back" The teacher tells me. I smile and nod at him and walked past the other students, none of them being particularly important to me or the plot of Code Geass. It was quite possible that the student council members were all at their meeting and simply don't have this class period. I do notice however that everyone seemed to be in a happy mood.
'Heh, it seems that Lelouch has found out that Nunnally is no longer blind, I can't wait to see his reaction when she starts showing signs of regaining movement in her legs.' I think to myself, while smiling a little. However, I decide that I should ask someone why every seemed to be in a good mood, rather than assume something. As I sit down in my seat, I lean over to the student next to me.
"Hey, why is everyone in such a good mood right now, I couldn't have given that awe-inspiring of an introduction?" I quietly ask him while the teacher begin droning his lesson on the history of Britannia, which can be summed up as [Britannia rules, everyone else sucks]. The student looks over at me incredulously, as if I had just asked what Britannia is. The looks passes as he remembers that I am new here, and have no idea about the finer details of the Academy. 'If only he knew' I snicker to myself.
"Since you are new, you probably have no idea of what happened, but the closest thing to a miracle happened this morning. Lelouch Lamperouge and his maid found that his little sister, Nunnally who is both a cripple and blind, was no longer blind anymore! There are rumors that say that Lelouch literal broke down to his knees crying in joy at the return of his sister's sight. I don't really believe he actually did that, he probably was ecstatic, but didn't go into a full emotional breakdown." The student whispers to me, before turning his attention back to the teacher.
As the teacher drones on about the greatness of Britannia's history and the inferiority of everyone else's, I digest this bit of news quietly. It seems that Lelouch was overjoyed at his sister's returned sight. No surprise there due to the fact that he cares dearly for her, almost to the point of obsession.
History Class continues onwards for roughly an hour, and on multiple accounts, I was chosen to answer questions before the class about some piece history or legislature on Britannia. Since I know next to nothing about Britannian history, I simply read the teachers memories on them.
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I then proceed to read Lelouch's memories, wherever he is, over Britannian History and Legislature. I have to do his for ever single question he asks me. After answering the last question, I scour the teacher's mind and discovered the teacher barely knew anything about his own subject.
'How is that even possible, to know nothing about your subject, and yet teaching it in one of the finest Academic institutes. A high school, yeah that is understandable, but Ashford Academy!?' I mentally rage to myself as I set back down, leaning on my hand and staring /glaring at the teacher disinterestedly after answering. 'Now what should I do before Lelouch goes off to save Suzaku?'
While I thought about this, the class was dismissed for a long break. As soon as the bell rang I was out of my seat, stuff in hand, and out the door to prepare for the coming night. An interesting thing to note about Ashford Academy was how its classes and period's worked. It was like high school, but with a dose college mixed in. You had classes every day, save for Saturday and Sunday, and had a minimum of three different courses to a maximum of eight. The difference was that you could have any arrangement of classes you want, as long as you have taken all the basic subjects once during the week. A second 'item of interest' is that if you provide proof of your mastery, you can be exempted from the basic courses so you can focus on other studies. I decided to take advantage of that when I managed to peel myself off the floor earlier this morning, and an hour, several hacked computers, giving teachers altered memories, and a severe headache later, I was cleared for everything save for History.
'Though in hindsight, it would have been better I had just exempted myself from that as well, seeing that I had to jack some of Lelouch's memories just so I could answer the teacher's questions. Now, onwards to more productive things, like actually testing out my new powers' I mutter inwardly as I navigate the halls towards the main entrance, smoothly gliding past people without even touching them. I also notice after a few minutes of walking through the crowd that no one is actually looking at me. Not in an adverting-the-eyes manner, but rather looking right through me as if wasn't even there.
'I wonder what would happened if I stopped...' Thinking this, I stop in the middle of the hall. After seemingly nothing happening to me I start to walk off when I feel a bump on my back, and hear a thud on the ground. Surprised, I turn around to look at who had bumped into me and was immediately greeted by everyone's (except the Britannian's)soon-to-be favorite terrorist, Lelouch Vi Britannia or Lelouch Lamperouge. He was currently in the process of picking himself up off the floor, silently muttering to himself. Some people momentarily stopped to look at us, some evening whispering to one another, before moving around us. Eventually, after dusting himself off, he glared at me. 'Huh, so this is Lelouch,
"I believe an apology is in order," Lelouch finally said to me, all the while glaring at me with a cold attitude.
'Well, this isn't the best meeting I could have hoped for' I mutter internally, trying to think of something to get me out of this situation. I could either apologize to him, or try to get away. While debating these things, I remembered something about Lelouch personality and history here in Japan after the Invasion. 'Oh, this should be good,' I cackle internally. Looking at him, I move my eyes to the left of him and adopted a concerned face, and said while moving my eyes to the right slowly,
"Huh, why are Britannian soldiers here, and why are they making a beeline towards the Club House?" Now THAT got a reaction out of Lelouch, his faced took on a terrified façade and whirled around to look in the direction I was looking at. Seeing my opportunity, I immediately begin moving again, and just a before, it was as if everyone had started ignoring me again. I circled around Lelouch, calmly slipping through cracks in the flow of traffic and watched his reaction turn from terrified to confused to angry in a few seconds before whirling around to undoubtedly scold me before once again looking confused as I was no longer there.
"There's no ... huh!?" Lelouch stuttered as he looked around, trying to find where I went. His gaze even swept over me a few times, yet he didn't register that I was there. I silently chuckled to myself as the bewildered Lelouch tries to find me, then ultimately giving up with a growl and continuing on.
Watching him walk away, I decide I've had my fun with him for now, so I decide to go apologize to him. I silently weave through the thinning crowds in the hallways, and approach him from the left. I match his stride and lean in to whisper into his ear.
I whisper to him, "I apologize for knocking you over." Lelouch jolts to side and I dart behind him and to his right side "and I just couldn't help myself with that cruel joke about the soldiers," His head whips to his right with a disturbed look on his face, and I swing around in front of him, looking at him in the eye." I'll see you later... " He his jerks forward and his eyes settle into a glare and his face, an angry sneer, looking right at me. I freeze at this, and then notice that the hallway had cleared of people besides me and him.
'Uh oh...' I internally sweat drop as I realize another flaw in my in-noticeability, I need a crowd of people to blend in with as well as moving around or else I will become noticeable again, ! I take a few steps back as Lelouch presses in. I briefly notice right before he opens his mouth that he looked around to confirm that no one was around.
"Who are you,?" He demanded of me, "are you connected to the girl with a tattoo on her forehead?" To which I didn't reply verbally but backed up a few more steps, and adopted a slightly worried. Seeing my non-compliance, Lelouch frowns before a glimmer appears in his eyes, or specifically, his left eye. The Geass, he's going to use the Geass! My first instinct that arose was to simply deck the boy, and then erase his memories of me, but I realize that this may be the only time I will get to face his Geass. As I debated internally on what to do, Lelouch didn't wait for me.
"I command you, tell me who and what you are," Lelouch declared imperiously, the Geass in his eye activating and launching towards me. Time slows down as the Geass approaches me, intent on controlling me, and I can only stand there as it enters my right eye. The next thing I knew, my world was drowned in screeching noise as the Geass savaged my mind, and everything went dark.
Unbeknownst to me, when the Geass had entered my head, the Shadow whips I normally had control over burst my back and shadow, and began flailing about mindlessly, tearing up the surrounding area.
"What?!" Lelouch stuttered, not expecting some like this to happen. All he was expecting was his power to force the boy to tell him what he wanted to know, not transform into a monster.
Lelouch stumbled backwards unconsciously, and attempts to get out of range of the maelstrom of black whips. This proved futile as two of the errant whips sensed his presence and shot towards Lelouch. He managed to dodge the first one through sheer luck, but was clocked by the second one, knocking him out cold. As he falls to the ground and consciousness leaves him, he briefly sees Paul's body sink into the shadows, before everything too goes black.
Revised Chapter 4
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