Author's note:Welcome to Chapter 3 of Code Geass: Evolution. I would like to thank you once more for reading my story. Now on to the story the Battle of Shinjuku Whoop-whoop!
Disclaimer: I MR L VI BRITANNIA do not own Code Geass in any shape or form; it belongs to its respective owners. I'm just a fan with an idea...
Chapter 3: The First Stage...
Power that is easily given can just as easily be taken away. It's just that some people learn this lesson when it is already too late.
Francis Lankford.
[THE DYNAMIC DUO]
The royal guard had just left the warehouse with the lime head girl's body. Lelouch was contemplating the final steps of his plan, while Francis checked the Japanese bodies for any survivors.
When a Sutherland frame suddenly smashed through the metallic double doors, concrete and metal flying everywhere. The factsphere opened, the eye-like-camera scanning the scene for any details.
"What- Britannian students!" The pilot gasped as the Sutherland raised its assault rifle at Lelouch. "Who are you? What are you doing here?!"
Lelouch scoffed at the giant machine as if it were a mouse, his left eye flashing red before he spoke.
"I order you to come out!" the teen spoke in a commanding voice.
"Who the hell do you think you are to order me around?" An angry pilot responded.
'I see. So it needs direct eye contact. This power must have limits' Lelouch mussed, deciding to go with plan B.
"My name is Alan Spacer. This is my brother Alex. Our father is a Duke. My ID card is in my left breast pocket. After you've confirmed it, we'd like to request your protection."
The woman took a few moments to contemplate the teen's words before she replied.
"Stay where you are, don't move!" The cockpit of the Knightmare hissed the back opening and the seat sliding backwards. The pilot, a silver haired woman with a dark complexion, descended on thin wire cable, pistol aimed at them, she took two cautions steps forward and froze.
"Give me you Sutherland." Lelouch ordered as his left eye flash a demonic red.
"The code is XG-21-G2-D4." She answered in a monotone voice handing over both her gun and activation key.
Francis swiftly snatched the key and the gun, much to his brother's dismay.
"I'm driving." He stated in a serious tone, when Lelouch shot him a death-glare.
Without another word the twins climbed into the cockpit of the Sutherland, with Francis sitting comfortably behind the controls, while a grumpy Lelouch was cramped in the small space behind the pilot seat.
[THE WHITE PRINCE]
Clovis La Britannia was having an extremely bad day, first a group of terrorist had somehow broken into one of the most secure labs in all of Area 11 and stolen the project he and General Bartley had been working on in secret and then they lost contact with the Royal guard that had been sent to retrieve said project.
If his father ever caught wind of this project Clovis would be disowned, doing the only thing he believed he could, the 3rd Prince had ordered the destruction of the Shinjuku ghetto.
As his staff generals ran around the G-1 barking orders at those in the field, Clovis gently massaged his temples, he could feel a large head-ache building.
"Your highness!" General Bartley spoke; he was the only one who would dare to disturb the prince.
"What is it Bartley!" Clovis growled in irritation.
"My lord, the Royal Guard has retrieved the girl." The General said, his voice sounding relieved.
Having received some good news for a change Prince Clovis was unable to contain his smile.
"Excellent, have them bring her here." The prince ordered.
[THE WHITE KNIGHT]
"Hello!" a shrill voice shocked Suzaku out of his sleep, the honorary Britannian soldier shot upright, bumping his head into a strange man with light blue eyes and periwinkle hair?
"You were so close to those pearly white gates, Private First Class Kururugi!" Suzaku blinked.
The man was dressed in a white lab coat and behind him was a woman with twilight blue hair and light blue eyes.
"Uh...where am I?" the teen asked shaking his head.
"Ah, you're still in the Shinjuku Ghetto" The man said.
"We're close to Prince Clovis, so it's really the safest place to be..." The woman trailed off, before taking a new direction. "This... this saved you." She smiled, showing Suzaku his father's pocket watch.
"It barely kept the bullet from killing you." The man said smiling strangely. "Is it something precious to you?"
"Ah...yes..." Suzaku replied taking the watch.
"You Elevens believe that a god lives in every object...I guess this one must have been fond of you-"
"Hmm... What's the situation?" Suzaku interrupted.
"Well, they've gotten control of the poison gas, although a lot of the Elevens have been killed."
"It seems the culprit hasn't been caught though." The woman finished.
Suzaku stared into space, deep in thought.
"Private First Class Kururugi, do you have any experience in piloting Knightmare Frames?" the man asked snapping the Japanese teen from his musing.
"Well, Numbers aren't allowed to become knights." The teen trailed off.
"Congratulations!" The man cried out like a game show host, twirling a white and gold activation key in his left hand. "A totally unique Knightmare Frame awaits you. If you get in, you and your life will be changed!"
"Whether you want it to or not." The woman added warningly.
[THE RED LOTUS]
Back in the main area of the ghetto, Britannian soldiers ran around, killing all the Elevens they saw. Then, a tank was suddenly destroyed as a red Glasgow fired slash harken, slicing the vehicle in half before retracting back to its place on the Knightmares chest.
"Damn Britannia!" Kallen swore as she took in sight of broken corpses and wrecked vehicles.
"Kallen! Is the Glasgow operational?" Her radio crackled.
"It's fine! I'll run interference while you and the others get all the people out!" she spoke in a pained voice as tears streamed down her face.
[THE DYNAMIC DUO]
Two Sutherland frames were tearing through the Shinjuku Ghetto; the lead unit which had red shoulder pads was decimating any Britannian unit it came across while the other in standard colours provided cover fire with its KMF rifle.
In the rear unit Lelouch's cell phone vibrated, indicating a call, the teen swiftly placed the device to his ear and listened intently.
"Your Highness, Phase one is complete." A male voice spoke.
"Excellent captain." Lelouch said with a wide smirk. "When you receive my signal you may commence Phase 2, not a moment before, Understood?"
"As you wish, Your Highness." The man replied before the connection was terminated.
Lelouch opened a secure channel with his brother though his Sutherland, which they had 'borrowed' from a careless Britannian knight on a smoke break.
"K-1, begin operation." Lelouch spoke as his Sutherland came to a halt.
An explosion overhead drew his attention as a slash harken darted from the billowing remains of a helicopter to the same red Glasgow he and Francis had seen earlier.
"I take it Phase 1 is complete." Francis surmised, watching as two Sutherlands appeared behind the Glasgow.
"Exactly. Let's recruit some terrorists." Lelouch commented as the Sutherlands fired on the Glasgow, the red frame dodging the shots and weaving in and out of ruined skyscrapers.
"It's about time." Lelouch grinned at his brother's response, switching on the radio as the fight they were watching moved near some train tracks.
"Francis, if you could be so kind as to follow them. I'll be heading for point E-14..." Francis grinned savagely, his Sutherland shooting after the Glasgow and its two 'friends'.
[THE RED LOTUS]
Kallen hissed as the Sutherlands behind her barely missed with their rifles. Another burst was fired forcing Kallen to use a ruined building for cover.
"Head west! Use the last of your energy to head west, on the tracks." Kallen's radio suddenly came to life, but she didn't recognize the voice.
"What the- who are you? How did you get this frequency?" the redhead demanded.
"That doesn't matter. If you want to win this, trust me!"
"Win?" Kallen questioned.
Seeing no other way, Kallen decided to obey, leaping her frame onto the tracks and heading west, the Britannian Sutherlands following closely. She swore profusely as a third Sutherland leapt up behind them.
"What now? There're three of them!" Kallen asked before she saw a train speeding towards her.
"In return for believing in me, we'll help you win." Kallen wandered what the voice meant by We "Jump onto the train."
With any hesitation, Kallen leapt her Knightmare onto the train; the lead Sutherland caught the train, slowing the train to a grinding halt.
In his Knightmare, Jeremiah growled. "You two, go after the-" He was interrupted when the newcomer fired his slash harkens at his follower's Sutherland forcing the poor sap to eject.
"Terrorists have our weapons!?" Jeremiah queried only to be cut down by burst of rifle fire from the side shattered one of his Sutherland's landspinners, drawing Jeremiah's gaze to another one perched in a ruined building.
Grimacing, Jeremiah pulled the eject levers, his cockpit rocketing to safety the parachutes popped out when the rocket's fuel ran out, lowering him to the ground.
"Thanks for you the save" Kallen said, taking a moment to relax. "But how did you manage to get your hands on a pair of Sutherla-" She trailed off as she realized that her saviours had disappeared. From along the train track, she saw the rest of her resistance group running towards her.
"Hey, Kallen! What was with that voice on the radio?" Ohgi asked the Glasgow pilot.
"What! He contacted you too?" she asked.
"Yeah. Toshiba's group too" Their leader replied "Yeah, they'll all be here soon to-"
"Are you the leader?" The mystery voice spoke again. Ohgi held up the radio, wondering. "I present to you the contents of the train. Tools, to help in your war against Britannia, but if you want to use them and win, listen to my commands!"
Kallen noticed the Sutherland that had snuck up on the Britannians standing next to the train, pulling each of the cargo cars doors open. The group as a whole gasped.
In each car was at least ten Sutherlands, in factory fresh condition.
"What the hell!"
"How the fuck did they get these!"
Those and other statements rang out as the terrorists boarded the trains, inspecting the Sutherlands and their equipment. Kallen saw the renegade Sutherland enter the last car and exit with a strange silver lance and a KMF sniper rifle.
"You in the Glasgow, how's your energy?" The voice started again from her radio.
"Umm...I have about fifteen minutes worth."
"Change your Energy Filler. Then, proceed northwest. There should be an enemy patrol there soon." As Kallen changed her energy filler she saw the Renegade frame speeding into a ruined parking lot, only to return a few moments later without the sniper rifle.
[THE BLACK PRINCE]
Setting down the radio for a moment, Lelouch sighed. "This is unexpectedly tiring."
'No rest for the wicked.' Lelouch mused as he piloted his Knightmare to the roof of the old parking lot, the factsphere of his frame scanning for the perfect vantage point, after finding it the teen began setting up his newly acquired sniper rifle.
Once Lelouch had completed the pre-system checks he picked up the radio, contacting the terrorists again.
"Are you ready? Q-1 and K-1 are on their way and the enemy patrol should be there in less than twenty-five seconds."
Ignoring the comments from some of the less disciplined members of the group, Lelouch got his Sutherland into sniping position.
Lelouch watched through his Sutherland's Factsphere as the Glasgow stopped in the open and was instantly spotted by VTOL scouts, and almost laughed when the IFF sensor display showed two Knightmares heading for the terrorist frame.
An IFF signal can be a double-edged sword...
The signals disappeared on schedule as the terrorists fired at the exact moment he ordered, a horizontal hail of assault rifle rounds tearing the Britannian Knightmares apart.
"Very nice Lelouch. I think they may be even more obedient than I am." Francis chuckled from his Sutherland.
"Almost, but not quite." Lelouch retorted. "You have a pair of enemy frames heading your way, from the east."
"They won't know what hit them." Francis said lance ready, landspinners screeched as Francis charged at his targets.
The lead unit stood no chance, as his cockpit was impaled by the silver pole. The remaining unit panicked firing his rifle at the renegade frame, but Francis was once the star pupil of the Knight of one and easily dodged his attacks. A concentrated burst rifle fire from Francis hit the chest of the Britannian Sutherland causing the frame to explode, splattering the pilots remains across the battlefield.
During this, Lelouch ordered the terrorists about, devastating the roaming Britannian forces as they helplessly tried to come up with a counter-attack.
[THE WHITE PRINCE]
The G-1 base was buzzing with activity as the staff officers tried to regain control of the battle, but every strategy they came up with was either countered or used against them by the terrorist.
Prince Clovis was losing his patience with the staff generals, but most of all with General Bartley.
"This failure is unacceptable!" The prince screamed, rising from his throne.
"Hello there!" Lloyd spoke as his face appeared over the tactical display screen, much to the dismay of everyone in the G-1 Command base.
"What do you want?! We're in the middle of an operation!" General Bartley shouted, at the engineer.
"Well, our new weapon is nearly ready!" Lloyd explained, with a wide grin.
"Now is not the time!" Prince Clovis yelled.
"We've lost Lazlo's group!" Another general shouted, drawing all attention to the IFF map.
"Send all units to the centre of the enemy formation!" Clovis ordered causing a slight uproar.
"But your highness, our formation would crumble!"
"Send everyone to this central location!" Clovis repeated his voice leaving no room for argument. "We know they're there!"
[THE DYNAMIC DUO]
Back at his snipers nest, Lelouch cocked an eyebrow as he saw the encircling groups move in towards where the Glasgow had last been spotted.
"My, they've made the most foolish move possible."
Lelouch turned the radio on and contacted the terrorists.
"Q-1, your map is accurate, correct?"
"Yes, but it's of the old city."
"It will do, here are your next orders."
As Lelouch relayed his plan, his sniper rifle remained active, taking down multiple enemies.
"And that's check." The exile prince said. On the IFF display, the Britannian units arrived at the dot where they had thought the Glasgow to be, only to find nothing.
Underground, the red Glasgow paused in following its Sutherland comrades and fired its slash harken at a specific spot. The concrete cracked, the ground caved in destroying most of the Britannian forces in the process.
From their respective positions, both brothers let out a short, cruel laugh.
"This is it! Francis, we can do it! We can crush Britannia!" Lelouch cried, his laugh growing louder.
[THE WHITE PRINCE]
"Lloyd!" Prince Clovis yelled, silencing the officers in the G-1. "Can your toy win this for us?"
"Your Highness, please call it the Lancelot." Lloyd spoke with a childlike grin.
Just as the connection terminated the entire Royal Guard entered the command centre, the captain dragging the green haired witch behind him. At this Prince Clovis allowed himself a moment to smile before he spoke.
"Excellent work Captain, you just earned yourself a promotion." But the man did not respond, just staring off into space as if waiting for something.
"Captain did you hear-" The prince began, but was cut off when the Captains phone began to ring.
Clovis silently watched as the man removed the device from his pocket, answered before offering it to him.
"It's for you, your highness." The man spoke as if in some form of trance.
Cautiously the prince took the device and listened. His eyes almost popped out of his skull when he heard the voice on the other end.
"Hello big brother." Lelouch greeted. "It's been too long."
"Le... Lelouch" Clovis stuttered in disbelief. "Is that really you?"
"Yes Clovis it is me." Lelouch chuckled before his voice became cold. "Checkmate."
With that said Lelouch hung up, leaving Clovis utterly confused until he noticed that he and all his staff Generals were being held at gun point by his own Royal Guard.
"Captain what is the meaning of this!" The prince spat out only to receive the butt of a rifle to his head knocking him unconscious.
[THE WHITE KNIGHT]
A shroud flew off, revealing the prototype Knightmare Frame. It was smaller than the Sutherland, and more humanoid in shape. It had a human-shaped head with small tusks on its face, and green almond-shaped cameras. Two long sword-like objects were attached to its waist.
Suzaku couldn't help but gasp at his new frame.
"Activating prototype frame Z-01 Lancelot" The trailer opened, lowering the Knightmare to the ground. "Hatch open. Z-01 Lancelot, standing by for activation. Final locks releasing."
"Suzaku, did you read the manual?" Cecile asked the Japanese teen.
"Mostly"
"Very good, although you've only been in simulations, you were at the top of your class."
"Start activation from Phase 20" Cecile ordered.
"Energy filler is being inserted. Twenty seconds to full activation." A robotic arm inserted the high-yield battery into the slot, and the restraints holding the Lancelot's feet spread, sending the prototype Knightmare Frame into a runner stance.
"Lancelot, launching!" Suzaku muttered.
The landspinners slammed down onto the ground, and the restraints released as they revolved, sending the Lancelot forward at full speed. The gales generated by the speed swept over the trailer, blowing Cecile's uniform around and knocking the laughing Lloyd to the ground.
"Look at that, full speed right out of the gate!"
Heading directly for the last known position of the enemy, Suzaku swerved the Lancelot around broken Sutherlands, collapsed hovels, wrecked tanks and many, many broken corpses. He had to force the gorge rising in his throat down before he vomited on the screens.
Raising the Factsphere built into the Lancelot's chest, Suzaku quickly scanned the entire area in front of him.
There! Knightmare-sized heat source. Acting quickly, the Lancelot's hip-mounted harkens sliced out, taking the Sutherland at the waist and shoulder, dissecting it. The ejection system activated, sending the cockpit far off.
As he closed in on the next heat sources, Suzaku drew the Lancelot's Maser Vibration Swords. The right-hand blade passed clean through the first Sutherland's chests to hack off the second's head. The survivors fired at him, assault rifle rounds and grenade launcher shells creating a large amount of smoke.
But to the pilots shock the Lancelot emerged from the smoke, with two green energy shields shining coming from its forearms. Before the pilot could react the Lancelot fired it's harkens causing the terrorist to eject.
'I can do it; with the Lancelot I can end this battle.' Suzaku stated as the Lancelot searched for its next victim.
[THE DYNAMIC DUO]
Lelouch was becoming rather concerned at this point. According to the scattered reports from the terrorists, there was some kind of strange white Knightmare racing through the ghetto, disabling every Knightmare it came across. When Lelouch had tried to set up an ambush the frame had used its speed and technology to foil his plan.
It didn't take long for Lelouch to figure it out. This was probably some kind of prototype, since it didn't seem to have an IFF, was extremely fast and had new technology.
Having learned at an early age to pick his battles Lelouch ordered a full retreat, before he and Francis used their ejection pods to launch then as close to the G-1 as possible. Once they reached the base this battle would be over once and for all.
[THE G-1 BASE]
About fifteen minutes later...
Clovis was sitting back on his throne still at gun point, the rest of his generals were cowering near the tactical display and the green head girl was standing near the main monitor. A heavy silence was hanging in the air, until the door burst open revealing two figures.
"Good afternoon gentlemen" a grinning Francis said.
"And Lady" Lelouch added as he spotted the green haired girl, alive and kicking.
"Shall we put an end to this battle?" Lelouch asked rhetorically...
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As the great Lloyd Asplund once said and I quote...
"Pack it up. Pack it up. That's it for today. Don't do anymore. Hip-Hip Hooray! That's all folks..."
-MR L VI BRITANNIA