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Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters here that belong to Marval or do I own any of the other characters that I put into this story except for my own OCs. Neither do I own any of the character in any of the crossovers I do. I'm just using them in this fanfiction and I have no money so don't bother suing me. You'll just lose money instead of gaining any. And remember to leave a review!
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Road Trip –
Emperor Charles di Britannia stared down at his son, Schneizel who had came back from Area 11 with his report on his younger siblings and his uncle's family. Schneizel wasn't surprise that his father was showing his emotions compared to what he displayed to the world. Uncle Jeffro always could make his brother lose his cool no matter how hard he tries to keep it. Because no matter how hard Carles tries to show that world he lives by the strong eating the weak, the truth of the matter is that he's the weak one who gain power only because he was allowed to by his brother. He always made sure to silence anyone who dares to bring that point up. Only Jeffro dared to as he always loves to rub it in his younger brother's face about he being the weak one in their generation.
Slamming his fist on top of the desk he's sitting behind, Charles was shaking with rage. "All this time he's been playing me for a fool. Giving up the throne to me because he didn't want it after he had proven himself in front of our grandfather that he's the one to take the throne on his deathbed. I bet he only took the test to make our grandfather feel at peace that someone who pass his test would take the throne before he died. Not only does he have the Hat's on his side with them either his wife or children, but he also the head of Hat Inc the company who's power rivals mine!"
"Yes father," Schneizel said. "Uncle is coming with Lelouch and Nunnally, along with his family. He ask that everyone in the family come back to Pendragon. He wants all of us to meet, he's always been about having good family relationships."
"He's been like that ever since the rest of our generation were killed off by each other in their power grab. Our grandfather put it to the end when he invoked the test of the emperor," Charles said.
"The test of the Emperor," Schneizel repeated. "Once that's been invoked no one in the royal family can challenge the right of the throne once there's a winner."
"But your uncle once he won the right, which no one could ever challenge him for it as he's the only one who survived the test. Surprise everyone when he gave it up, letting me have it instead," Charles growled. In the early days of his rule there were many in the court who question his leadership skills, for he unlike the rest of his family didn't take the test after seeing so many of his brothers and sisters dead bodies being wheeled back to the palace. Many said that the reason why Jeffro had given him the throne was out of pity.
"There's already talk about uncle's children being the rightful ones to be in line for the throne since uncle is the one who had earned the right," Schneizel adds. The court was all buzzing with the news of Jeffro returning from the dead and marrying the last of the Hat family adding the royal family blood to the blood of the ancient protectors of the throne. There was also the fact that Jeffro starting with nothing more then a junkyard ended up being the founder and head of Hat Inc the rishes and most power company in the world. While the news hadn't spread out yet sooner or later it will and the press will have a field day with it.
"Inform the rest of the family of the update," Charles said.
"At once," Schneizel said leaving the room.
"There's also another thing you should know," Charles said stopping his son. "As he's the rightful heir to the throne, your uncle has the power to take away any royal family members right to the throne."
"He does?" Schneizel said shock by the news.
"It's an ancient law that's been around since the empire began. Once he says that your claim to the throne is off, that's it you'll never be able to claim the throne on the pain of death if you try," Charles answers. "That's a law that even I'm powerless to act against."
"I keep that in mind," Schneizel said taking his leave.
Once he was gone a small child appeared in the room. "So our big brother has gathered an impressive amount of power for himself."
"V.V. what is your take on this matter?" Charles ask his older twin.
"Brother knows all about us and our Geass since you tried to use it on him when you first got it," V.V. said.
"Who would have known that he be immune to mind control," Charles said. He tried and failed to control his older brother, Jeffro was surprise but that quickly faded as he had somehow learned of the power of Geass. But since his wife is a Hat he could have learned of it from her. While he didn't know the full plan, he still knew enough to be a treat to his plan. The Hat's are an unknown element in the mix that could either seal his victory or his defeat. He's sure that his brother had already seeded a deep distrust in his children about him since Lelouch and Nunnally were banished to Area 11 to be use as hostages. "The Hat's are going to be trouble. Already the nobles are talking about gaining their favor."
"The court is a viper's nest of intrigue and plots. The royal and the noble families accumulate like so much trash," V.V. said not hiding his distaste for the courts.
"I often wonder if our brother didn't just gave up the throne so that, I'll be the one who have to face the court," Charles said. "We're just going to have to wait and watch the events unfold themselves before we can make a move. Once brother gets wind of our true plan, you know that he'll do everything to stop us."
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In Area 11 -
In the business area of downtown, inside a lavish penthouse, a stunning redhead woman lounged in a massive black leather chair, wearing a white leotard and blue leggings. She lazily lounged in the comfortable chair, legs spreading far apart, one on the carpeted floor and the other resting on the solid oak office desk. As she re-read the e-mail one of the researchers that works for her had sent her, she drums her fingers on the desk. "So one of my little sister's inventions has blown up again."
She picked up an old cow bell that's been with her ever since she had gotten it from her grandfather when he showed her how to herd the cows into the barn on their family farm, and ringed twice. Immediately a curvaceous young woman appeared, wearing a snug French Maid outfit. Her skirt and apron, ending two inches below her crotch, sashayed a bit, black pantyhose hugging her hips. "You rang, Mistress Annabelle?"
"Yes, Aoi. I need you to get in touch with Mel and Ann, I haven't seen them since our daily work out session," Annabelle said.
"At once, Mistress," Fife bowed, leaving gracefully yet hurriedly.
Annabelle look over the e-mail again as she knows what the media will do once they get wind of the injury that her sister's invention has caused. And with her familes company being the one that's funding the research center as well as the collage that's near it, the media will start making up stories about dangerous experiments that her sister's doing and that's being covered up by her. She was lost in thought when the door of the room opened and two women came walking in.
One of the women towered above most of the people she meets on the street. Standing at 6'11 made it so that most of the people had to look up to see her face, if they could tear their gaze away from her busty body, that is. Ann is a drop dead gorgeous black woman, who works as a personal aide to Annabelle. Her body is a remarkable sight; she is built like a supermodel with a touch of a weightlifter added. Her arms and legs showed large, firm muscles that did not slow her down thanks to her training that she does. Her gray leotard opened just enough to display the deep valley of her ample chest, and her black headband was still soaked with sweat from the workout she did with her boss.
The other woman was shorter than the other two. She seemed to be rather mousy looking, with her short blue-green hair covering her ears, glasses that occasionally revealed sharp green eyes, and she wore a black leotard with a white shirt covering her upper body. Her skin was rather pale, a sign that perhaps she didn't get outdoors all that often and unlike the other two women she's dragging herself into the room tried out from the workout she was force to do with them. She might be weak but she does possess a very shapely, compact body. She too works as Annabelle's personal aide.
"What is it?" Mel asked as she huffs and puffs. "I already did the workout."
Mel gave off an eep as Ann slaps her back almost knocking her over. "You're just not use to working out," Ann said to her fellow co-worker.
"You two made me workout for an hour before you let me rest," Mel moan as her body was still sore all over and her muscles all strained from the lifting and working on the machines in the gym. "I only went through the gene treatment so that, I don't have to worry about getting fat and being in better health. Besides, I'm more of a paper pusher."
"You're just not pulling your weight around here," Ann said smiling at the smaller woman.
"Hey!" Mel shouts out. "I'm the one who usually have to do all of the paperwork around here."
"And that's why you get paid more," Annabelle said.
"She gets paid more then I do?" Ann asked.
"Since I have to do your work as well as mine you know," Mel smirks at her taller friend, who slaps her hand on top of her head and began rubbing her head painfully. "Ouch stop it!"
"The reason why I call you two here for…" Annabelle said stopping another argument between the two women. "My sister's latest invention the 'Lightning Generator' has blown up after it was repeatedly struck by several lightning-bolts. I want a written report of what happen during the testing of the Lightning Generator on my desk after I return from America."
"You're going to America?" Mel ask.
"Yes it's a family trip to Pendragon to see my uncle and his family. Uncle is throwing a formal party to welcome us into the family and is summoning all of his children to be there," Annabelle said.
"Your father's brother lives in Pendragon?" Mel ask as Annabelle never said much about her father's family.
"He is the Emperor," Annabelle said causing her two aides to stare at her.
"Then that means that your father is...," Ann mutters.
"Jefferson di Britannia the missing true heir of the throne.," Annabelle answers. "He just took my mother's name when they got marry. My cousin Clovis when he was at Ashford Academy found Lelouch and Nunnally which ended our hiding. It's time to make ourselves known to the world. We Hat's have been hiding too long and it's time for us to step out of the shadows and be in the spotlight again."
"Wait your family are the Hat's? The Hats?" Mel ask.
"Yes we are," Annabelle said. "Mel have the Shagohod ready to leave, father wants to drive it to Pendragon. It be a good test to see how it does on long travels. And Ann you have a unit of the FROGS gear up and ready."
"You're going to take the FROGS?" Ann ask. Haven Troopers (more commonly known as FROGS) are an army of elite, all-female soldiers that are under the Hat's direct command. They serve as guards for the many business that Hat Inc owns, they also serve as bodyguards for the members of the Hat family too. They are mostly armed with the FN P90, a Hat Inc made Personal Defense Weapon System, to combat enemies from short to medium ranges. The 5.7mm rounds used in the P90 have high velocity and low impact, while they have low shock and lack the stopping power of other rounds such as the .45ACP used by the Mark 23 and Operator, they are designed to penetrate body armor with ease. When serving as Snipers, their weapon of choice is the DSR-1 Sniper rifle, also made by Hat Inc. Due to its bullpup design, the DSR-1 is shorter than most bolt-action marksmen rifles while retaining good power and accuracy.
As their sidearm, they use the Five-Seven 5.7mm pistol. It uses the same ammunition as the P90, benefiting from its accuracy and armor piercing capabilities despite being a handgun. For Close Quarters Combat, they use a machete knife that is attached to their right thigh plate carrier, and a Garrott to viciously strangle enemies when countering unarmed attacks, as well as several small throwing knives. They have also known to wielding a XM25 Airburst Grenade Launchers.
The women are all been enhance by gene treatments that improved their bodies, they can fight longer then their counterparts in other armies. Thanks to the treatments they all have an incredible healing factor and immune system, the tests for hand eye acuity and memorization are off the charts. Among their super-human acrobatic and athletic abilities, they also possess the ability to latch onto walls, permitting them the ability to gain any necessary leverage over their targets in urban areas where towering buildings are common. They can also run faster and are stronger than the normal soldier, due to the artificial tissue they have on their armor. They were taught by Sayoko Shinozaki, in the art of the ninja. A kindhearted Japanese woman who serves as a maid to the Lamperouge siblings in their residence. She was originally Milly Ashford's personal maid, but was reassigned to Lelouch and Nunnally when they were placed under the Ashfords' care. Her relatively benign appearance contrasts with her position as the 37th successor of the Shinozaki School of martial arts. She is a highly skilled martial artist, carrying smoke bombs and a number of kunai strapped to her thighs, and has matching athletic talents.
There is also another effect of the gene treatments that caused the women's figures to bloom in a big way, even if the woman was flat chested to begin with. All members of the FROGS have curvy figures that are plain to see underneath their form fitting armored body suits. Which helped in battle as the mostly male soldiers were too busy staring at their jiggling breast to fight at their full strength. Many female workers in Hat Inc have gone under the gene treatments to gain better bodies. Which their boss Annabelle didn't mind as it's a known fact that she has a high sex drive but instead of men she went for women instead. There's talk about the treatment being used in the other arm forces but the gene treatments only worked for women as the men who had gone through it never survive for long.
"You and a bunch of FROGS are going to be stuck inside Shagohod as your dad drives it all the way to Pendragon," Ann said with her eyes narrowed at her boss.
"We do need some guards and I do need to release stress. I'm sure we'll be able to find something to do on the long road trip," Annabelle smiled.
"And me and Ann will take over for you till you come back right," Mel signed knowing the work in store for her.
"Don't worry I'm sure you'll be able to handle the work," Annabelle said. "And expect something extra in your next pay check. I'll be heading home and get ready to leave."
"See you when you come back," Ann said.
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Awhile later inside a massive hanger -
The Shagohod is a hybrid screw propelled vehicle designed to serve as a ballistic missile launching platform. The forward module contains the driver's cab, main propulsion systems, and most of the Shagohod's weapons. It is a completely autonomous vehicle that can function without the rear module attached, though in this configuration the rocket boosters are lost and the module has no launch capacity. The main means of propulsion is a pair of augers fixed to runners mounted on hydraulic-actuated arms; at high speeds these are locked in line with the rear and used to pull the Shagohod along, while for low-speed or awkward movements, the arms are bought down diagonally and used to drag the rear section; it is presumably the latter movement mode that gives the Shagohod its name, though the vehicle crawls rather than walking.
The rear module carries the missile launch tube on its right upper surface, with a large fire control radar on the left and the rocket booster units mounted on the sides; the rear sloped surface consists mostly of a large grille, probably the air inlet for the engines and air cushion. The rear module hover system is powerful enough for it to travel over water. The rear module also acts as a trasnporter with it's cargo bay being able to hold a number of ground units and Knightmares units. Giving the Shagohod versatility in almost any battle. The rear module also serves as a mobile base that can house over a hundred personal at a time.
The front of the Shagohod is armed with two 12.7 mm DShKM heavy machine guns (300 rounds) and one additional turret mount for anti-aircraft work with 360 rounds. In addition, it mounts six 9K112 Kobra surface-to-air guided missiles, a 100 barrel volley gun, and a laser cannon that can melt through just about anything. The rear Shagohod is armed with dozens of gun turrets, missile launchers and a single SS-20 "Sabre" intermediate-range ballistic missile, that also doubles as laser cannon once the missile has been launch. The two modules can detact into two seperate fighting units. Both are protected not only with thick armor but also a force field that can withstand just about any weapon.
A weapon that no one had ever seen before not even the Britannia arm forces had anything that matches it. But it's about to make itself known as Jeffro walk into the control room of the moving fortress. The controls are all being manned by his daughters techs which were all women as she only employed women in the jobs such as this, saying that it's easier to remember a pretty face. There have been spies who have tried to steal from the company but were all easily found since the upper levels of the company are made up of women and that all of them have been gene treated which made women untreated stand out.
"Are you sure you want to drive this?" Shasti ask with her arms cross under her chest.
"It's about time we use it don't you think?" Jeffro said as he sat down on the driver seat. "What's the point of having something if you never going to use it?"
"And this display of power?" Shasti ask.
"A taste of whats to come," Jeffro said. "I let my brother run around with no leash long enough. It's time to show him who really has the power of the king. He was given power, I on the other hand earned it."
"Since the only way to speak to him is through power," Shasti said. "It's people like him is the reason why my family left Britannia in the first place."
"Most of his children aren't fit to rule as they have the same mind set of being above others because of what class they're born in. But since I'm the true heir of the throne our children are also in line to the throne as well," Jeffro said. (1)
"But don't forget," Shasti said as she brings up a screen showing one of the rooms in the rear module showing Lelouch and Nunnally with their cousins. Clovis was also there as Jeffro had talk him into coming with them since they were all going to Pendragon anyway. "We did raise those since you brought them home. Either one would make a fine ruler."
"Yes there is always hope with the next generation," Jeffro said.
"All systems are in check opening the hanger doors," one of the techs shouted out.
"Good it's time to roll out!" Jeffro smiled as he kicks the Shagohod into overdrive and zooms out of the hanger flying across the ocean.
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Author's Notes –
1 – Does anyone know the names of all the children of Emperor Charles di Britannia?
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