I hate being blind.

I hate needing to use sound, smell, taste and touch to paint a vague and false color image of the world around me in my mind. I hate relying on other people using mere words to impose color on that image and fill in the blanks.

I hate being a cripple.

Being trapped in a wheelchair, barely able to get in and out of bed on my own. Relying on other people to push me around and guide me through a limited world that's accessible to me.

Most of all? I hate being coddled like an innocent little girl who would never hurt a fly.

I hate the horrors of the world being hidden away from me because of all the people that think it would break me.

Sound like a pattern to you?

Don't get me wrong, I play the sweet and innocent little girl persona rather well. But it's just that; a mask. A mask I wear because that's the little girl my big brother wants to see. He wears his own masks; dropping his cold and indifferent attitude when he's around me because he doesn't want me to see the cynical way he views the world. I wear my mask, to provide his life with a little bit of light.

In reality? I'm sure I'm just as cynical as him. The idiocy of people around me grates on my nerves. The selfishness of those in power, who continue to use those below them to promote their own power? It sickens me.

Furthermore, anyone who takes my brother away from me? Oh, they have no idea what I'm capable of.

Three weeks ago, the entire world took my brother away from me. Run through on a sword while I was powerless to stop it. I had to watch, as he tumbled down from the throne to my side. Blood smearing the flag of Holy Britannian Empire and pooling around me. I touched his hand and I saw it all. Every victory. Every defeat. Every heartbreak and every betrayal.

He gave up. He thought the world had taken me away from him, so he spent his last days recreating the world that my mask wanted. When I tried to stop him; when I let my dark side out, he fought me.

Well you know what, big brother?

I reject your world.

Any world without you in it is not a world I want.

That was three weeks ago.

Or two years from now, if you'd rather look at it that way.

I begged God to give me a chance. To not take my brother away from me.

So he sent me here.

I opened my eyes. Royal violet glaring fiercely at the wall of my bedroom after Sayoko was out of earshot.

Fuck you and your geass, dad.

I took a breath, and pushed on the arms of my wheelchair, lifting my right leg out with effort and placing it underneath me. Gingerly putting weight on it.

Fuck you and your machine gun, Uncle V.

I wasn't entirely used to walking yet. No matter what miracles God had given me to help, I still hadn't walked in seven years. It had taken me three weeks just to learn how to walk across a room again.

I turned my eyes to the TV that sat in the side of my room. I'm mildly amused that it wasn't a radio, considering as far as brother and Sayoko know, I can't see and I likely never will, but whatever.

Saitama ghetto. Princess Cornelia, my dear sister Nelly. Encircling the ward...trying to draw my brother out. To trap him.

You want to take him away from me? Fuck you too, Nelly.

What? You're surprised? Didn't think I could be this angry on the inside? Ha. I am my brother's sister. You thought he was the only one with a dark side? Did you really think the spawn of Marianne Lamperouge and Charles zi Britannia could be anything less than a cunning, devious liar?

No.

No more Miss Nice Girl.

This world took my brother from me once before.

And I will burn it to the ground in the fires of FLEIJA before I let it take him from me again.

Both of my eyes burn with a mixture of fury, determination, and absolute manipulation while I turn to the door of my room.

Anyone else would just see Milly Ashford walking out of my room, smiling and wishing me a good night.

Such is the power of my Geass. To make anyone around me see what I want them to see when they look at me.

Nunnally vi Britannia is done being sweet and innocent.

A/N: Here's a short chapter that came to me on a whim today. Just to show you guys that I'm still alive. My inspiration for this was the suggestion from the novel that Nunnally's kindhearted personality is a facade to hide the darkside which rivals Lelouch, resenting the fact that she's helpless. She is the last of the three people that will have time-traveled. She is also the only one who knows that the other two have traveled. And she's the only one who knows precisely what her Geass is.

Speaking of which, I should probably make that clear!

Nunnally - Absolute Manipulation: Nunnally has the ability to make anyone around her see what she wants them to see in place of her physical body. For the most part, she will use this to appear as her blind, crippled self to her classmates at school when in reality, she can now see and walk. She can also use this power with physical touch to give or read memories, similar to how she read Lelouch's in Zero Requiem. The downside is that she has to consciously think of whatever she wants her outward appearance to be. Distractions, such as someone surprising her, may cause the illusion to falter.

Kallen - Absolute Reaction: Kallen has the ability to slow her perception of time by a factor of 5 and speed up the perception of time for those around her by a factor of 2. The effect of this is a localized 'bubble' of bullet time. Inspired by the point man from the FEAR series. The range of this is the same as the range of Lelouch's Absolute Obedience: 272 meters. It has the drawback of leading to 'jitters' if used too often, similar to a caffeine high. The effect of the ability lasts for 12 seconds before it begins to cause migraines and nosebleeds.

Suzaku - Absolute Possession: Suzaku has the ability to possess any one body and control it remotely. He can read the conscious thoughts of the possessed, and their memories, but only if they are strong memories: i.e. he can't remember anything that person wouldn't be able to remember themselves in the time he can possess them. It requires line of sight to subject, but it does not require direct eye contact. It also has a 272 meter range. He can possess a body for one minute before causing migraines and nosebleeds in him. Possessions any longer than 30 seconds are very likely to kill the possessed. Strong memories of the possessed will remain with Suzaku. Which can either be a gift or a curse.