Don't worry, this story isn't dead. And if were to hypothetically die, I would make sure to tell all you guys lol. Sorry for the wait, blame school and my friends for dragging me back into WOW (I had quit for at least 5 months before those bastards interfered.) If your ever on Kilrogg Alliance side feel free to drop by, my characters name is Shadowcatch. Once again thanks to Velshard and Hellfire for beta-reading, you guys rock. As always, enjoy. Here is Chapter 6 of the story.

Chapter 6: Alliances

"Your eyes are red." Lucia pointed out, observing the recently woken man.

R.R. merely grunted in response as he swung his legs over the side of the bed, rubbing at his eyes with his fist. R.R. ran a hand over his arm, frowning is displeasure at the stickiness due to the blood from last night. "I'm going to take a shower." He announced, standing up to walk to the bathroom.

"Check the closet for girls." Lucia chuckled, leaning back and turning on the T.V..

She frowned at the sight before her; General Natsume's morning speech. He was a middle aged man in his late thirties, his brown hair beginning to turn white at the roots from the stress of his work. Despite his age he stood tall, looming over the crowd gathered below him. His brown eyes were those of a man who had unyielding loyalty, strong and unwavering. He stood upon a stage inside a large circular stadium. In front of him thousands of people stood silent, backs straight and hands over their hearts in salute to the man before them. Lucia raised a questioning eyebrow at the figure standing besides him. "He's new." She whispered softly.

With his head peeking out of the door to the bathroom R.R. turned to Lucia. "Who's new? The person besides him?"

She nodded and crossed her arms over her chest. "He's young, only sixteen or possibly seventeen." She thought, observing him. His blond hair was tied into a braid at the back, and it parted in the front out of his eyes. His slender frame along with the long sword strapped to his side suggested he should be one to be avoided. A confident smirk was etched onto his hard and beautiful face. His clothes were simple, those of a warrior.

"I would like to introduce my son, and my new knight." Natsume began, placing a shoulder upon his son's shoulder. The boy nodded and took a step back, kneeling before Natsume. He slowly withdrew the sword from the scabbard, causing a clear powerful sound to ring throughout the area. His head still down, he presented the sword to his father, resting it horizontally on both hands. Natsume reached down and picked the blade up. The hardened white metal shone brilliantly against the sun. The guard was a simple cross with the ends arching upwards and curving inward. The grip was made from simple rough leather, oiled and hardened to provide the best results possible. A small yet bright ruby was implanted on the bottom of the guard. Gripping it tightly, Natsume gently placed the tip on his son's shoulder. "Since you were born you have trained for this day. It is now upon you. Rise with pride, my son. Rise, Knight Lycris!" An immense roar broke out from the crowd as Natsume presented the sword back to Lycris, who accepted it.

He turned around and threw his head back laughing, his white teeth reflecting the sun. "GLORY TO EMPEROR LELOUCH! PRAY FOR A SWIFT DEATH, THOSE WHO OPPOSE US!" He yelled, his deep voice booming in the arena. His blade cut circles through the air, impossible to see due to the speed as he sliced imaginary enemies. His arm was a blur, muscles flexed, and veins pulsed as his display of his swordsmanship amazed the audience. With a clean, deft movement, he brought the sword behind his back, transferred it to the other hand, and had sheathed it. The audience was struck into a stunned silence, before erupting into a deafening applause.

"That's not humanely possible." Lucia whispered silently, her knuckles white as she gripped the edge of the bed. Lycris grinned, the flames of victory in his eyes burning intensely. R.R. withdrew his head back into the bathroom and shut the door. He slumped against the wall and clutched his head, a sensation in his gut that he hadn't felt for a while. Fear.

"Since when did our good friend Natsume get a son?" The figure mused, rubbing it's chin thoughtfully. Tiredly it closed its eyes and sighed like an old man. Changing the channel, it reached over and picked up the glass of orange juice sitting on the table in front of him.

"Now what." Lucia asked as R.R. exited the bathroom, a towel wrapped around his waist.

"First you show some decency and look away." He grunted. She rolled her eyes and turned her head to stare at the wall. R.R. frowned as he looked at the sticky, smelly mess that had once been his clothes. His long hair tickled his waist as he turned to Lucia. "I need you do to me a favor. I need you to go out to the city and get me a pair of clothes."

She tilted her head back a bit. "What do I get in return?"

R.R. crossed his arms. "I'll tell you a bit more about that power you have." It was a bluff, although he knew much about Geass's, his knowledge of her Geass was incredibly limited. He figured he would use information he had obtained from his contact with those who had or experienced Geass/

She nodded her head slowly. "Interesting. I'll figure out what I can though. I don't want to be completely dependent on someone like you." R.R. let this last comment slide as he walked to his bed. Across from him Lucia sat up and walked to the door. "Be back soon." She said before exiting. R.R. sighed and leaned against the bed, a plan of action formulating in his head.

Lucia leaned against the elevator, memories of last night flashing in her mind. "I was able to create those illusions of people he had killed...But how?" The doors flashed open and Lucia stepped out. The old man at the counter sat alone, diligently reading a poorly hidden magazine. The Geass symbol appeared in her eye as Lucia stared at the man. She frowned as nothing happened. "Eye contact seems required." She mused to herself. "Hey!" She called, grabbing his attention. The Geass symbol traveled the distance in a split second, entering the mind of the man and causing him to do...absolutely nothing. He shrugged and turned back to his magazine. Pouting, Lucia glared at the old man. Her eye caught the magazine title. Raising an eyebrow, she murmured softly to herself "Maybe...Hey!" She called again.

The old man frowned and put the magazine on the table. "What is it?" The outlines of his eyes became a tinted red as his mouth dropped open. Blood exploded from his nose as he collapsed, his face a picture of pure delight. "So...beautiful..." He exclaimed, twitching on the floor.

Chuckling to herself, Lucia walked past the counter knocking the magazine onto the floor. As she opened the door a cold wind blew into the room, flipping the pages of the woman's swimsuit magazine.

Lelouch waved his hand over his arm, revealing the device he had received in Damocles. Punching in the number, R.R. waited as the dial tone rang in his head.

"HELLOOOOOOO!" The cheerful voice came back.

"Benny? This is R.R.."

"R.R.! How are you doing in Japan?"

"I'm fine." R.R. answered, scratching the back of his head. "Hey, can I ask you a favor?"

"Ohhhhhhh?"

R.R. sighed depressingly to himself. Talking to Benny was like dealing with a 5 year old. "I need you to look up all of the terrorist groups or activities near Tokyo. Find as many as you can in, or near the city. There are bound to be a few, in a horrible world like this rebels wouldn't be uncommon."

An uncommon and disturbing sound came from the other end of the line. "You want ME, a brilliant scientist, to use his amazing resources and time to find some stupid rebels? I'M A SCIENTIST! NOT A DETECTIVE!"

R.R winced and rubbed his head. "I'll...give you pudding?" He asked hesitantly.

There was a squeal of delight from the other end. "I'M ON IT!" R.R. sighed in relief, letting his head fall back. "Oh, by the way. I sent Roy to accompany you guys. He was getting very bored and messing around with my equipment. He'll arrive at your hotel tonight."

R.R. nodded before Benny's words hit him. "How do you know where I am?"

A soft chuckle came from the other side. Benny's voice dropped, his tone serious. "I slipped a tracker onto your mouthpiece. This is a dangerous time. I don't know you well enough to trust you."

R.R. grinned, his eyes flashing. "Smart. Call me when you get some information." Leaning back on the back, R.R. closed his eyes and began planning.

Ling coughed weakly, his body throbbing numbly. "Where...am I?" A wet cloth dabbed his brow and he struggled to open his eyes. The light above shone brightly into his eyes, and next to him a figure in a white coat stood over him.

"Ling..." The person said, its voice cracking.

"Where's Quan...Is Lee-Shang ok?" A drop of water landed on Ling's cheek. "Tears..." He dully realized.

"They're dead Ling...All of them." The voice sobbed. Ling's heart twisted and he became aware of tears falling from his own eyes. His eyes closed again and he once more fell into the darkness.

"Here." Lucia said, throwing a pile of clothes to R.R.. Holding them out in front of them, he observed them briefly before nodding satisfied. Lucia turned around as R.R. dressed, examining her fingernails.

"Done." R.R. said, turning around.

Lucia whistled appreciatively at R.R.'s new appearance. A slim t-shirt punctuated his slim figure and his long legs were matched with a long pair of jeans. "I thought about getting you sunglasses, but then I figured we don't want half the world gawking at you." She grinned.

"What have you determined about your Geass?"R.R. asked her, his face serious.

Lucia collapsed on the nearby bed and tapped her foot. "My Geass works by creating illusions on people based on their personality, past, or anything of the matter. It requires eye contact as well." R.R. nodded thoughtfully. "Now as you promised me..." Lucia began, turning to face R.R., "tell me more about my Geass."

R.R. opened his mouth, prepared to share the limited information he had with about his Geass when something inside his mind clicked, Words sprung froth from his mouth, unbeckoned and unrecognized. "Your Geass is the Geass of Illusion. Using a persons past and personality, you can create illusions that may scare, weaken, strengthen, basically alter the person in anyway. You may only use the illusion once per person, and its lasts for a duration of 30 minutes. The target will retain memory of their illusion but will not know the cause of it. You will be able to see the illusions you create, as both a blessing and a curse." R.R. finished.

Lucia processed the information before looking up to R.R.. "I see. So that's why I saw those people talking to Kuro...Thank you R.R.."

"No problem." R.R. said distractedly. "Where did all that come from?"

"I'm hungry." Lucia announced. "Let's get some food."

Lucia handed R.R. a menu. R.R. looked around at the balcony of the restaurant they were eating at. He peered over the edge of the railing to the streets below. A strong wind blew and R.R. shivered before turning back to the menu. Lucia put down her menu and tapped the small screen on the center of the table. Using her finger she quickly wrote what she wanted.

"When you're ready." She said, leaning back against her chair.

R.R. scowled at the menu, looking over the unfamiliar items. His eyes rested upon an item and without hesitation he closed the menu. Some unknown force and urge caused him to close the menu and lock all other choices from his mind. He swiftly wrote his choice in the screen and hit the enter button. The afternoon sun beat down upon them hotly as they waited patiently for their food. There was a soft hum on the table in front of Lucia. The air in front of her popped and fizzed as an object materialized in front of her. Rubbing her hands together, she dug into the newly appeared bowl in front of her, filled to the top with an unfamiliar broth. The air in front of R.R. did the same as a plate appeared.

"Pizza?" Lucia asked him, eying the steaming food. R.R. shrugged and dug in, suddenly hungrier than he had ever been. The melted cheese sang a sweet song of heaven as he chewed it in his mouth.

"Has pizza always been this good?" He wondered dreamily, devouring the food with alarming speed. He was snapped out of his daze as a hand smacked into the back of his head, almost causing him to choke.

"We let you go on your own for a few days and your out dating women? Start saving the world damn it!" Roy hissed into his ear.

R.R. swallowed the piece of pizza in his mouth and grabbed a chair from the nearby table, motioning for Roy to sit down. Roy listened intently as R.R. explained everything that had happened.

"I see." He said, nodding satisfied. His arm vibrated and he looked quickly to it. "I'll be right back." He said, sighing. He stood up and walked out of the room.

"Why didn't you tell him about the Geass?" Lucia asked.

R.R. tore of a chunk of the pizza slice in his hand and chewed slowly. "There are some things better left unknown." She nodded in understanding. R.R.'s arm suddenly vibrated and he looked to his wrist. The skin had disappeared and the metallic armband had taken its place.

He waved a hand over it and Benny's voice echoed in his head."HELLOOOOO!"

R.R. winced. "Found anything?"

A pleasant hum came from the other end. "Yup! Two things of interest! After some digging around and interviewing with all the people I know, I was able to get a possible location for the leader of all the resistance movements in Japan!"

"Excellent! Tell me the location an-"

"Not so faaaaaaast!" Benny interrupted him, his tone delighted. "I found a mercenary too!"

"A mercenary? R.R. asked, intrigued.

"Yup! A rather unknown one, but if the rumors are accurate then you would definitely want to see him! I'll send you the coordinates for both of them." There was a temporary stab of pain in R.R.'s mind. He blinked, shocked to realize that he knew where the two were now. "See you later!" There was a click, and Benny's voice disappeared. The armband vanished on R.R.'s arm and was replaced once again by his skin. Wiping his lips on a napkin, R.R. stood up.

"So? Where are we going?" Lucia asked.

Roy walked back to the table. "Honestly how can people be so stupid? One of our men back at the station accidentally caused his gun to explode and had to ask me if he could borrow mine. And that if I knew first aid."

Turning to all three, R.R. merely motioned them to follow as he left the balcony.

"looks pretty shoddy to me." Roy remarked unimpressed, looking at the building.

R.R. had to admit it that it did look a little worn down. Paint was peeling from rough walls of the square shaped building. A pair of windows on the side of the street was blocked by shades. The sun was beginning to set and it cast a dark shadow along the streets. Lucia shivered in the cold and hugged herself tighter. Walking up the steps and opening the door they entered a dimly lit room. A flickering hologram was attached to the door to their left. "Enter if customer" was written on it. Lucia walked up to the door and slowly opened it, peering inside.

It was a darkly lit room, with a weak light bulb attached to the corner. A pair of feet rested lazily on the desk, tapping softly. An old forgotten artifact sat on the desk, globs of an odd substance floating inside of it as it radiated a soft glow. A nameplate in front of the pair of feet was inscribed with a single name. "Raven." The figure lowered its feet from the desk and glanced at the newcomers. Strands of long jet black hair fell gracefully onto his face. His hair was worn long in the back, tickling the top of his shouders. His slender face rose as he raised his chin to look at the newcomers. A pair of electrifying blue eyes gazed out from under the hair. 'How may I help you?" He asked, his voice delicate and soft, as if he was sleeping.

"We would like to hire you." R.R. said.

Raven flicked his head, clearing the hair from his eyes. "How much?"

Roy pulled Lucia out the door while R.R. negotiated. "I'm not sure about this guy." Roy whispered to her. Pulling her head from the door she nodded distractedly. "What's up with you?"

"It's nothing." She said, trying to clear her mind of the midnight black hair and electrifying blue eyes. Roy's hand darted to his leg and a knife flicked into his hand. "What are you doing?" Lucia hissed.

"Testing him." Roy said bluntly, kicking the door open. He flung the knife which sped through the air like an angry hornet. With a deep THUNK it embedded into the wall not an inch from Raven's ear. His blue eyes remained passive as they stared at Roy. The knife twanged dully, embedded up to the handle. A few strands of hair floated down to the floor.

"Why didn't you move?" Roy demanded, his fists clenched.

"Was there a need to?" Raven responded.

"I could have killed you."

A smirk graced Raven's face. "But you wouldn't."

Roy bit his lip, his body tense as he stared at Raven. Suddenly he relaxed and turned to R.R.. "Hire him." He said, looking R.R. straight in the eye.

"What's your price?" R.R. asked.

Raven waved a hand dismissively and let his head fall back, staring at the ceiling. "Whatever you got."

R.R. consulted with Roy before writing a large number on a piece of paper. Raising an eyebrow he looked at the paper and nodded satisfied. "I'll take it." R.R. traded numbers and stepped outside the door, Roy following. Lucia paused before leaving, glancing back at Raven. The man was already leaning back in his chair, snoring gently, already fast asleep. She stared at the sleeping man, interested by this boy. She gently shut the door and followed her companions.

The lonely moon illuminated the worn down apartment with its soft glow. A pair of men walked quickly to the stairs. The lead man was tall and well built. The one behind was neither short nor tall. His brown eyes darted around nervously. Both their heads were shaved and the moon shone brightly of their heads. They were dressed in dark black suits, moving swiftly and silently. They stopped outside and carefully pushed the door in.

There was a soft swish and the lead man found his neck being tickled by an incredibly sharp blade. "Speak your piece before I decide to kill you for waking me up."

The lead man gulped, his adams apple bobbing nervously. "Business."

The blade slowly lowered as the door opened. The men walked inside cautiously. Raven slowly sheathed the sword, the long blade sliding into the sheath with a deadly clink. His eyes narrowed as he glanced at a nearby clock. "You better have some damn important business to wake me at 3 AM."

The lead man quivered and continued, his voice shaking. "We noticed today that Roy Kōzuki, an important figure today in The Rebellion, paid you a visit."

The spark in Raven's eye intensified as he glared at the men, boring a hole through them. "You've been spying on me?" He asked dangerously, his hand straying near his sword.

The men blanched and struggled to regain their voice. "No! We dropped by earlier today and saw them! We were supposed to come and hire you! We contacted General Natsume and he relayed us the new orders!"

Raven relaxed slightly as his hand moved away from the sword for the time being. "So what is it you want me to do?"

"Simple. We want you to be our spy. Our espionage. Our inside man. Learn their secrets and relay the information back to us at pre-determined times." Raven nodded thoughtfully. The man pressed on, sensing he was getting to Raven. "Think about it, you get paid for two jobs! And our pay will be bigger than theirs as well!"

The man behind him pulled out a suitcase and laid it before Raven. Opening it he looked at it silently before closing it.

"That's a lot of money." Raven stated.

"YES! Yes it is! Enough to easily live in splendor among the richest of the rich for the rest of your life! So, do we have a deal?" The tall lean man asked.

Raven looked at them, his blue eyes placid. "Yes. Yes we do." He said.

The men shook hands and left as quickly as they could. They collapsed after walking a mile or so to the pick up zone.

"Thank god." The brown eyed one gasped.

The lean one shook his head, wiping perspiration off his brow. "He's cold. But perfect for the job. Thank god he's on our side."

His companion nodded in agreement and then shivered. "I'll say. Let's get out of here."

Raven leaned back in his chair, the object on his desk giving off the dull orange light. He rubbed a worn coin in between his fingers, examining the beaten object. "In the end, this is all that matters." The coin was flipped through the air, a blur as it flipped. It landed in the crushing grip of Raven who pocketed the treasured item. Clearing the hair from his eyes, he closed his twinkling blue eyes and slept.

And I hope you enjoyed! Oh, and for further reference, here are the ages of our characters.

Roy: 18
Lilia: 17
Lucia: 17
Raven: 19

And just wondering, is it me or is the CG Fanfiction section slowly dieing 0_o? Anyways as always R/R! If I'm lucky maybe I can break 200 reviews with this chapter =P