Chapter 13: VV's Lament
VV felt nauseated. He fell into silence after Mao had told his story, contemplating the Chinese man's words. Charles was using me, making compliant just so he could use my code. He loves her more then me.
Moa smirked. Years of matching people's thoughts to their faces made it easy for him to tell what VV was thinking even without his geass. You will pay for trying to take my girl away from me, Moa thoughtmaliciously. Mao decided to break the silence, "Seeing your brother grow into such a big, powerful man and you staying in your ten-year-old body must have left you feeling… inadequate."
Probing Catharine's mind Moa decided to use what he found, "Tell me is that why you chose children, to make yourself feel like a real man?"
VV ground his teeth, he didn't like this Moa character one bit. The man-boy's mind was in chaos, thoughts and urges battled within his head. An urge to mutilate the arrogant Chinese man entered his mind, or of burning down the Government Bureau or strangling Marianne to death, but the strongest urge was simply to flee, to get away from his accuser who rubbed his face in his own insecurities. The fact that VV knew Mao couldn't read his mind made it worse, more genuine somehow. VV got up and stormed out of the small room Catharine following close behind. Although it looked as if VV was in rush to get somewhere in reality he had no idea where he was going. His world had been shattered. His brother, the one man he had ever trusted, the only man he had ever loved had betrayed him, worse yet betrayed him for a woman.
Mao smiled and laughed to himself. Getting up he went to the exit and punched in the security code to unlock the door. He left without a moment's hesitation, I don't need to be mind-reader to know they'll want to take he captive. But those fools can't hold me.
Meanwhile at the Mandarin Oriental Hotel:
Sayoko's mussels tensed, her body coiled like a viper ready to strike. An intruder has entered her Mistress's domain and she would eliminate that intruder without mercy or remorse. She raised her weapon, her unsuspecting prey never saw it coming. *Swat* The fly never stood a chance as it was squashed by the Ninja Maid's swatter.
The hotel room was simple yet still high class, soft furniture, scented air and classical music playing as per Nunnally's request. Her mistress had been in a state of panic. Milly never contacted them after she had rushed them off. Nunnally cried almost daily worried about her brother. Sayoko too feared what had happened to her master, she knew he would never abandon his sister, but she never displayed any doubt in front of Nunnally.
Sayoko knew the money Milly had given them wouldn't last forever and although she could easily live off the land taking care of Nunnally would be difficult. She knew it would be easier to hide in the Ghettos but she refused to take Nunnally into that kind of situation unless she absolutely had to. For now she stayed with Nunnally in this Britannian hotel. Sayoko smiled to herself, despite its best efforts to give an oriental feel, it was indeed a Britannian hotel, in fact the staff had almost not allowed Sayoko to stay in one of their until they realized she was a Britannian's servant.
Then the front door to the hotel room opened . Not busted open but opened quietly. Do doubt with the assistance of the hotel staff, so much for the customer always being right, Sayoko thought wryly. The ninja maid took four blades, two in each hand. The enemies of my master will pay for thinking they could surprise me and hurt my mistress. Reaching the main room and seeing several armed official looking men Sayoko jumped into the air and threw her daggers. The agents were dead before they knew it. Gushing blood from their thoughts their vision went black, their last sight being an unimposing maid approaching them.
Rollo was stunned. He had been told that they would meet no resistance just a crippled girl and her maid. His presence was only to appease VV to insure nothing could possibly go wrong. Seeing the four men sent in ahead of him die almost immediately shocked the Britannian assassin. Rollo used his geass freezing everything within a hundred feet. Walking in he saw a woman standing amongst the bodies of his now deceased compatriots. He raised his gun ready to effortlessly kill this otherwise formidable foe. The wind was knocked out of Rollo as he was tackled and pinned. Someone was on top of him. Impossible I froze everyone, Rollo thought. Rollo felt a soft hand placed on the back of his bare neck, suddenly he was completely disoriented.
Everything went white; Rollo saw silhouettes of hundreds of people. Some were moaning others collapsing, when he got closer to them he started to recognize their shadowy faces. They were his many victims, from all over his career as an assassin. Black blood began to rain upon him, more and more until he was nearly drowning in it. Rollo began to scream, scream like all his victims who were also struggling not to drown in the blood.
Sayoko shook her head at the scene that just appeared before her. A green haired woman was straddling a teenage boy, her hand gently on his neck while he was screaming in abject horror. The Japanese woman backed up and raised her weapons, "Who are you?"
CC looked up at Lelouch's maid, "I'm CC. Don't sorry Sayoko; I'm here to help you and Lelouch's sister Nunnally. You can't stay here, come with me I can protect you," CC spoke with remarkable calm despite her hectic surroundings, keeping her hand pressed against Rollo and ignoring his inhuman screams.
Before Sayoko had a chance to respond three Japanese men in Britannian clothing and sunglasses rushed behind CC, "Forgive us Miss CC, somehow we got behind you."
CC smiled amused at the men's bewilderment, "Don't worry, it's not your fault, it's his," She gestured to the still screaming Rollo pinned to the floor.
"What does that kid have to do with anything," One of the men said completely lost.
"He's not just some 'kid'?" CC corrected, "From what Moa told me he's one of Britannia's most dangerous assassins. We should kill him."
Sayoko was horrified, "No! He's just a child, and a helpless one at that. Let's just tie him up and leave."
The black knights behind CC agreed, "Yeah, come on that Moa guy seemed a bit off his rocker anyways. Zero taught us not to sink to Britannia's level. We don't kill kids or helpless opponents."
CC rolled her eyes, "Fine. Come on Sayoko get Nunnally. We have a van to transport us, we need to get out of here soon, no doubt we've attracted attention."
Seeing no other option Sayoko went to collect the crippled princess cowering in her room.
Back at the Government Bureau:
VV talked without looking at the agents, only staring at the wall behind them, "So you are the only men who interrogated the Chinese man."
"Yes sir," The agents replied in unison.
"And only you two know of his allegations?"
"Aside from you and uh, your associate, yes sir we're the only ones."
"Good," VV raised his pistol and shot both men in the heads. *Bang* *Bang* They collapsed on the interrogation room's hard floor with a load thud. VV looked at Catharine, "I hope that man didn't fill your head with silly ideas. I can still count on your loyalty, yes?"
"Of course Master always," Catharine affirmed.
VV nodded, "Dispose of the bodies, if anyone asks they were executed on my order for incompetence," He snorted, "Maybe that will motivate the idiots in this building." His attempt at humor felt forced even to himself, a pathetic attempt to normalize the out of control situation.
Upon reaching his office VV called Rollo's phone, That fool should have called me by now. He will be punished for making me have to contact him. *Ring* *Ring* *Ring*
"Hello, who is it?" It was a woman's voice on the other end.
At first puzzled, VV then realized it was CC's voice, "CC is that you? You cunt how did you get this phone?"
"My, my you sound a bit frazzled dear VV. I've never heard you use such vulgar language," CC laughed and VV heard the sound of an engine start up, "Your little super agent man Rollo wasn't as invincible as you thought he was. Tutalu," He heard what he presumed the phone hitting cement and then static.
His first reaction was anger and then a thought occurred to him, Wait a minute. Why should I be doing the bidding of that traitor? On an intellectual level VV knew he had a choice, he could leave everything as it was and sweep this knowledge under the carpet or he could destroy everything he had been attempting to achieve for the past few decades. Intellectually he had two choices but the aching in his chest told him he had just one choice – the latter. Lies are everywhere. 'If you can't beat them join them'.
VV summoned the Knight of Six and only the Knight of Six to his office through his intercom. Ten minutes later Anya stepped through his office door, unsure as to why she had been singled out, Marianne within her curiously awaited what her would-be assassin had to say.
A now disheveled VV leaned back n his chair, "He have much to discuss— Marianne."
A/N: "Lord Lelouch" – Well I can't really spoil the storyline can I, but I will say that VV does have a few cards up his sleeve. He can't oppose Charles in open battle but their have been many coups without battles between armies.
As for Marianne, I think your confusing my story with another fanfic, I don't have a character named 'Dorothea', I'm just using Canon with Anya.
VV's body is ten years old as that's when he received his code, while he is just as old as Charles mentally (he's his older twin brother so technically a few minutes Charles's elder). Although yes he can't have sex normally, most child molestation isn't straight up sexual intercourse. Dark stuff but VV is certainly capable, I've always found it fascinating to explore how an adult mind would react to being trapped in a child's body for decades.
As for the memoir I came up with the idea of the 'Britannian Institute for the Documentation of War Criminals' as a way for Britannia to try to create the illusion of moral superiority. It's a standard protocol for all captured enemy leaders, especially terrorists.
Anyone feel free to ask me questions or make criticisms or catch mistakes. Thanks for reviewing.
