Code Geass Harry of the Uprising
ESKK: This is something I've wanted to do for a long time and only know got a chance to do it. I hope you enjoy it.
"Talking."
'Thinking.'
"Messages."
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(Start Prologue Forest of Dean 2999)
In the Forest of Dean, a lone couple stood before a cottage of sorts. The man who had wild ebony hair, glasses upon his eyes, and a bird sigil on his chest began to laugh. His laugh was ominous yet carried with it a tale of ages past. This man was dressed in a set of black robes that told of royalty yet carried a certain symbolism to it.
"To think the Immortality, he thought was instead granted to me, by the power of Geass." The man spoke as with him was a woman with a bird sigil on her forehead that had many times been hidden away by her curly brown locks. She stood next to the man wearing an ebony black wedding gown as the pair stood before what appeared to be a pile of corpses.
"I had assumed our warding and blockades would leave us blissfully in isolation." The woman said as she then looked to the corpses. "And I assumed those bodies would provide ample warnings, but it seems that there are those who will push through despite the warnings." The woman said with a calm tone that held a certain wisdom gained only through experiencing a long life. "You come here to seek the Power of Geass you are either an outright fool, arrogant beyond recognition, or the bravest human alive." She spoke opening her chocolate brown eyes to the stranger standing before them.
The man then picked off where his beloved bride had stopped to continue their greeting to the mysterious guest. "Geass shall grant you the power to live yet at the same time despite giving you the power to live in the world of men it compels to abide by a different set of rules and act by a new logic, move to its rhythms; lead a different life." The man spoke as he smirked to a faceless viewer opening his eyes to reveal emerald eyes that seemed to glow with an ominous aura.
"You come to us to seek the power of the Kings." He spoke almost like he was discussing the weather. "Then I admire your resolve but if you truly desire this power allow me to share with you a tale of what you seek." HE said almost testing the visitor before him. "We shall see if your resolve stand firm despite this tale the tale of a Dark Lord who sought tyranny, of a naïve old man who sought complacency, and a masked Knight who brought justice." The young man said as he looked to the unknown visitor before he and his beloved.
(Scene Break 1995 Little Whinging Britain)
"Remember who you were... who you are..." A lovely green-haired witch whispered tenderly, her eyes glittering a mystical gold. "Who you truly are."
The mysterious woman brought an ivory hand to his cheek, caressing it with great care - as if he were to turn to ash and fly away in the wind any moment now. Wasting no time, she closed in, to brush her lips against his in a feather-light kiss.
And like a broken dam, everything came flooding back in an overwhelming, fluid quality. Memories gushed endlessly, engulfing every last bit of perplexity within him. They sucked him into a void world, where there was only himself, and a large replica of Jupiter - where black and red feathers rained down in their millions.
He saw pools of scarlet painting a majestic flight of stairs. He saw a girl, whose eyes were sewn shut by tragedy and conspiracy, whose dreams of peace and happiness ignited a flame which drove a young boy on and on. He saw hatred and vengeance. He saw the death of a prince. He saw the birth of a masked revolutionary. He saw a group of people, drunk with laughter, as dazzling lights set off into the sky, bearing heartedly grins as they went around in circles chasing him. He saw jewel green eyes, sapphire eyes, olive green eyes - all of them lit by warmth of friendship, lackluster from bereavement, hardened by revelations and betrayal. He saw the evils committed by a willing martyr.
He saw ruby bird-like sigils glowing ominously back at him, as he locked gazes with himself in a mirror.
He saw the fall of the Demon Emperor.
A sword. A mask.
It was the blood on his chest. It was the hush in the air.
It was the promise of hope.
It was life, it was sun. It was night, it was death.
All at once, the weight of his load vanished, as eternal night fell upon Lelouch vi Britannia.
The woman - the immortal witch - drew back slowly and pierced him with a gaze of a thousand blades. It was merely a quiver of her lips. Close to inaudible. But he heard it. Heard those three magical words that changed Harry James Potter's life forever.
The Power of the King may Isolate you to a life of solitude but be it in this life or the next wherever Tyranny appears the King shall raise his sword in challenge.
"Wake up, Lelouch."
(Start Harry Unknown Location)
Harry's eyes snapped open as he found himself in what looked to be an unknown room. Getting up Harry noted that it was something only the royals had access to. As he got up, he tried to make sense of where he saw and for a moment looked for his wand. But before he could make any sudden movements, he heard a voice speak up getting his attention.
"So, your awake, good." A voice spoke and thus Harry was met with a raven-haired young man with piercing violet eyes. "Now we can get started." He said as Harry acted fast and reached for his wand only to find it gone.
"Don't bother neither of us have any weapons at the moment at least not while within the confines of your mind." The young man said while he then closed the book from which he was reading. "Anyway, I suppose introductions are in order, I am Lelouch Lamprouge, and you are Harry Potter." Lelouch introduced as he looked too Harry.
"How did you?" Harry asked but Lelouch cut him off.
"Not that cliche question you already suspect the answer to." Lelouch said with an annoyed sigh from his lips. "Yes, I know of your fame, I also know your living with the Dursleys at Number 4 Pivot Drive in Britain." Lelouch said as he showed not to care over that. "How I know this think for a moment where do you think we are." Lelouch spoke as Harry looked around.
"I'd say Buckingham but that's impossible." Harry said and thus Lelouch looked to the scene.
"Then be thankful that you are correct that it's impossible in fact you're back in your room at Pivot Drive after I had to carry your cousin back from his confrontation with the Dementor." Lelouch said as he then sat back on his seat. "Don't worry about the Dementors by the way they won't be much of a problem for us in the near future." Lelouch said and then Harry had to ask.
"Ok what is this what is going on!?" Harry demanded and thus Lelouch sighed a bit.
"We're inside your mind or to be more precise we're inside our shared mind." Lelouch said and thus he looked to Harry. Harry was shocked by this over such a revelation from Lelouch.
"That's mad." Harry said but then Lelouch sighed to this.
"I said the same thing when she told me but seeing you here... I suspect that her theory might be accurate." Lelouch said and thus he took out another book to read. "Though quite frankly seeing as my life now hinges on your survival cooperation between us is needed." Lelouch said making it clear that if Harry dies so too does Lelouch. "And you still don't trust me." Lelouch said and thus Harry looked to Lelouch.
"Of course not, you know a lot about me things I hardly shared with anyone." Harry snapped as he glared at Lelouch. "How do I know Tom didn't find me and is using this to torture me or worse change my memories just as my father did!" Harry snapped and then stopped as he looked shocked for a moment. "Wait dad never." Harry spoke and thus Lelouch sighed to this.
"Because that is my memory when my own father tampered with my own memories." Lelouch said and thus Harry looked shocked by this. "And it seems that access to memories works both ways." Lelouch added and thus this meant Lelouch had Harry's memories and Harry had Lelouch's memories. "Fine then if you don't believe me talk to Hedwig let's just say Peter was not the only one who can trick people." Lelouch said but before Harry could ask further, he was caught off guard by a flash of light.
(Waking World)
Harry shot up with a gasp as he looked around in shock. "Thank goodness it was only a dream." Harry sighed as he got out of bed but then stopped as he took a moment to look around. "What the." Harry spoke as he saw that he was in a Muggle Hotel and a fancy one at that. Looking around he walked around for a bit before he got to the window and gasped over where he was. He was in London and by the looks of it he was in a penthouse suite. But before he could ask further the window was open and from it, Hedwig flew in.
"Thank goodness Hedwig!" Harry cheered but then something surprising happened. Hedwig flew over to the bed and then to Harry's shock she transformed as an Animagus into a woman in a pure white outfit with long emerald, green hair, and topaz eyes much like that of Hedwig's. Once she was comfortable, she looked to Harry almost judging him for a bit. "I see... so you're in control again, pity." The woman said as Harry then went for his wand only to find it still missing. Only for the woman to toss it back over to him not at all afraid of him using it.
"Who are you where am I?!" Harry demanded as the woman then smirked to Harry.
"Oh, Harry I'm hurt, I've only been with you for almost 5 years now and you don't recognize me." The woman teased as she smirked to Harry while holding a newspaper. "Of course, it was that giant friend of yours Hagrid who nabbed me while I was currently hiding out playing dead for a bit to avoid suspicions from certain parties." The woman droned on but then Harry put it together.
"Your Hedwig." Harry said as he realized that for several years, he had a woman living with him.
"Actually, you may call me C.C now." Hedwig or C.C. introduced as she looked to Harry.
"CC?" Harry asked as he looked to the woman. "More so you may wish to read this." The woman said and then passed over the Daily Prophet to Harry.
"Harry Potter abducted?!" Harry read aloud as he then looked to his supposed kidnapper.
"It's been two days since the Dementor attacked and kissed you." CC explained as she looked to Harry. "In doing so the Dementor had awoken Lelouch's soul by accident and now well... I do believe that a story is in order." CC said as she then offered a chair to Harry. "Feel free to use your wand by the way but it won't do you much good." CC said and thus Harry then sat on the chair but held his wand at the ready against the woman. "Now then I suggest you get comfortable because I am going to share with you the tale of another world of a Rebellion that ended with a requiem." CC said no doubt trying her hand at dramatic, flare.
(Scene Break Order of the Phoenix)
The past two days had been filled with tension for the inhabitants of 12 Grimmauld Place. The 'children' as they were often referred to inside and outside the 'grown-ups' conversations were being left completely in the dark. The Order of the Phoenix, they had learnt earlier in the summer, was everything they required and more. An actual dedicated force working against You-Know-Who.
None of them were allowed to sit in the Order's meetings, however. Not for lack of trying. Ginny had tried to sneak in with the excuse of helping her mother with tea, Fred and George had done the same with even less success, understandably. One look at them and Molly Weasley would know. Ron would just complain loudly whenever an adult was within earshot. That had resulted in a nasty hex from Moody. Ron didn't complain about the hex, however, for fear of more hexes. Hermione had thought better than to act out, but even she was getting more and more ambitious by the next day, still with no word from Harry.
All of them were worried about him, as the unlucky boy had supposed to be brought to Grimmauld Place on the ninth, yet what they had gotten instead was Mad-Eye's unintelligible shouting and pale, long faces that the Order members would leave with every meeting. Sirius, who had just been getting healthier, seemed now just as gaunt and tired as he had been upon his escape from Azkaban two years prior. Molly Weasley had looked incredibly worried, and Remus Lupin looked sickly, but then again, he always did.
It was on the tenth that Fred had managed to sneak in a very long threaded extendable ear in the dining room before the meeting commenced. All of them had congratulated him with barely contained excitement and pats on the back. Their heads stuck out from the top of the stairway, the thin thread in George's hand.
All of them huddled together eagerly. Ginny, Hermione, Ron, Fred, and George loomed down from the first floor.
The first to be heard was Mad-Eye. "Should've kept bette' guard of him, ain't it!" Moody ranted no doubt angry that they lost the boy Voldemort was targeting.
Sirius coughed in a not-so subtle way of saying yes, you probably should have. "I still can't understand how he pulled it off." Tonks piped in trying to figure out how Harry snuck out.
"Made it easy fer him, didn't we?" Moody said as he gritted his teeth. "What's ta pull off when you're on yer own, unsupervised and think Ministry's about ta have yer wand snapped?" Moody said with a small smirk impressed with what Harry did. "I'm not surprised the lad made a run fer it." Moody added as the meeting went on.
Kingsley's deep voice was what came next. "The whole of Magical Britain is in uproar. Harry Potter, the boy who vanished." Kingsley said as they all froze to this.
"He didn't vanish, did he?" Moody asked with a growl. "Took his things and flew off, most likely." He added but there we those who begged to differ.
"Yes, but Fudge can't afford to say that." Kingsley said as he sounded frustrated about this.
"It's quite unfortunate, but I have already confirmed with one Mrs. Figg - a squib assigned to look after Harry - that on that evening, there were dementors in Privet Drive." Dumbledore said and once more they all remained deadly still, hanging on every word.
"So, you're saying." Remus began, voice sharp and dangerous.
"That Voldemort's bribed the dementors to his side," Sirius finished and in turn a pin drop could be heard in the silence that followed. The children could only imagine that Dumbledore had nodded.
"I had thought," Dumbledore began but had halted himself to pick his next words carefully "That it would be a simple business of pleading self-defense. We even have a witness. Alas, this matter gets more confusing yet." Dumbledore said as that plan went out the window.
"What else, I ask you Dumbledore? What other shocking news do you have to give to us?" Kingsley asked, who sounded on the whole distressed and tired.
"Ah but you see Kingsley, this is where things take a turn for the strange. Two things of interest, in my humble opinion. The first being the matter of our friend down at the ministry, Auror Dawlish." Kingsley began and in turn Moody had a response.
"Dawlish? What's he done now?" Moody asked as he looked to Dumbledore.
"Nothing, Alastor," Dumbledore said as there was amusement dancing around in Dumbledore's tone. "It just so happens that - although you, Kingsley and young Nymphadora were quick to act, you weren't the first." Dumbledore explained and in turn they heard sudden shuffling, as if everyone had suddenly become raptly attentive. The children leaned closer.
"Our friend Dawlish had gotten there before you, as requested by the Minister, to snap Harry's wand. It seemed Cornelius had tried to, as the young ones say, 'Pull a fast one' on us. Because you were with the Order at the time, even you, Kingsley, would not have been informed of this until this morning." Dumbledore said to which Kingsley nodded as he had been made aware of this much it seemed.
Moody was not the only one who growled. Sirius also had a great distaste for the Minister of Magic, with all his overweight glory.
"Officially," Dumbledore said slowly being careful with his words. "Officially, Dawlish arrived at an empty house, occupants long gone." Dumbledore explained to which they were left confused. "He arrived even before you, only an hour or-so after the spell was registered, the Dursley's had already left for dinner, apparently. This lines up with the questioning that you undertook of them this morning, correct Kingsley?" Dumbledore asked to Kingsley Shacklebolt who was always well-dressed and well informed - by muggle standards. He had been the man for the job, yet his face contorted into something akin to disgust at being reminded of the meeting he had with those foul people earlier in the morning.
"But?" Remus asked, as it was quite obviously one of those statements that beckoned further questioning.
"In truth, Dawlish had gotten there even earlier, and the Dursley's had yet to leave when he arrived. He watched as they drove off." Dumbledore explained and in turn there was a sharp intake of breath.
"But that's impossible." Kingsley said as there was something that did not add up.
"Kingsley?" Sirius quietly asked as he began to grow concerned.
"From what we've gathered." Kingsley began with a sharp tone in his voice. "Harry left Privet Drive sometime between when the Dursleys left, and Dawlish arrived." Kingsley said as he looked to the group.
"But if Dawlish had already been there." Remus stated as there was a variable that made the entire story all but impossible.
"Then there was no avenue for Harry to leave!" Hermione whispered as they shared glances, and assumed the Order was doing the same.
"This is where we get to the crux of the matter. After I asked Auror Dawlish, he confessed to having seen a person on a broomstick, with, as it would happen, an owl, take off - just a couple of minutes after the Dursley's departed, but they vanished so fast that he simply dismissed it as a trick of the light. A fact that he left out of his report." Kingsley explained and in turn this meant that something wasn't right.
"But Dumbledore." Molly spoke as she looked to Dumbledore. "What good does knowing that an Auror had been utterly incompetent do us?" Molly asked and in turn Dumbledore went on to clarify a bit.
"It, demerits the second point of interest that I mentioned earlier, which the Ministry will definitely focus on, but we can safely ignore." Dumbledore said and then there was more shuffling.
"Kingsley?" Remus asked in the silence wondering what he was doing.
"And I thought it would be useful," Kingsley said exasperatedly, to which Dumbledore gave a light chuckle. "Yes well, today the Ministry conducted a search through Harry's remaining belongings. They discovered a note, which now, of course as Dumbledore has said, is completely worthless to us." Kingsley said and thus he proceeded to pull something out of his pocket. They heard quiet whispers and some laughs.
"It seems young Harry threw us a red herring." Dumbledore said as he chuckled a bit.
"Bloody brilliant." Moody said as he looked to the group. "This'll get the Ministry runnin' on a wild goose chase and completely throw the media off his track as well." Moody spoke as Remus had more to add.
"The writing can't be discerned as his either. The note is well made for a quick distraction. He left willingly but made it seem as if he had been kidnapped," Remus said as this got Molly worried.
"But Dumbledore." Molly began as she had to make her concern known. "What now?" Molly asked and in response Dumbledore sighed.
"That, Molly, is the confusing part. We can assume he ran for fear of getting his wand snapped. Whereabouts he went is not something I can determine, I must admit. Harry is equipped with the most curiously brilliant invisibility cloak. It has counters to detection spells and allowed for one to avoid being seen providing a tactical advantage. In addition to this, Grimmauld Place is completely inaccessible to Harry himself, with the warding charms and the Fidelius in place." Dumbledore admitted as he looked to the group.
"We can only hope." Dumbledore began as he let everyone take a moment. "That another clue will reveal itself on the twelfth." The Headmaster of Hogwarts said as this got them all to perk up.
"The hearing?" Kingsley asked hesitantly as that was their only option to find Harry.
"Indeed." Dumbledore said and thus Sirius coughed and read the content of the note aloud.
Dear Britain,
The Boy-Who-Lived has been taken.
Yours truly,
Zero.
(Back with Harry)
"This is blooming mad." Harry said as he heard what CC told him and could not believe it. After all, how could he when CC was telling him that she and Lelouch had died and traveled from another world respectively and arrived here with Lelouch being reborn as Harry and CC being reborn in the era of her original birth until she reacquired her Code.
"But it's true." CC said as she stood up and walked over to a dresser. "I even have proof of it." CC said and then all of a sudden Harry was horrified to find CC draw a gun on him with a silencer equipped. But just as Harry was about to draw his wand CC turned the gun on herself and then pulled the trigger causing the bullet to sail through her skull and out the other end. Harry gasped in shock when he saw this as CC fell to the ground seemingly dead to the world.
Harry began to panic as he thought to escape before someone came him and accused him of murder. But instead, a familiar voice was heard from inside his mind. "Don't panic Harry." Lelouch spoke surprising Harry. "She's not dead just give her a few minutes." Lelouch said and thus Harry was wide eyed this.
"Lelouch?!" Harry asked and then focused back on the corpse. "How can she not be dead she shot herself through the bloody skull!" Harry yelled only for CC to start chuckling.
"Oh, you do care." CC said as she began to get back up as the wound, she inflicted upon herself had already healed.
"But what why!?" Harry asked and thus CC chuckled before drawing a wand.
"I'm Immortal I cannot die until I can pass this curse onto someone else." CC admitted as she vanished the blood stain, so the cleaning people don't have a panic. "Now then are you a believer yet?" CC teased but then remembered one thing. "Oh, and hello Lelouch." CC responded as she wanted to test something.
"CC still as ever vexing as ever, witch." Lelouch said and thus CC smiled to this.
"Good it works." CC said as she revealed she too can hear Lelouch speak. "Now then we can get down to business." CC added and thus Lelouch spoke up.
"Yes, one of them being to get Harry out of the country because as I stated if he dies so do I." Lelouch said making it clear where he stood here.
"Wait leave the country but what about, Voldemort. Harry spoke and thus CC scoffed to this.
"Harry the ministry has been calling you an attention seeking liar." CC said as she looked to Harry. "They even sent Dementors after you to shut you up and I was about ready to intervene when they arrived." CC said which she was thankful because this awoken Lelouch.
"She's right, Voldemort is their problem not yours." Lelouch said as Harry glared a bit.
"Says the man who started a rebellion and later became the equivalent to Hitler for his sister." Harry snapped as he wanted to strangle the alleged Demon Emperor.
"That was an entirely different situation." Lelouch countered as Harry glared at the voice in his head.
"But I can't and won't just abandon my friends." Harry argued as Lelouch could respect that at least.
"Again, Harry not my problem, Nunnally doesn't exist here and without a Code or any training that you should have already gotten if you fight, we're royally screwed." Lelouch said as CC heard the pair argue. "Plus, if they think you've been abducted eventually it will bring Voldemort out into the open since he can't find the one who got away." Lelouch said as CC then chuckled a bit.
"I would not be so sure." CC said as she then showed the Prophet that headline was what Harry had read earlier. "Might want to read this." CC said as Harry then took the Daily Prophet and began to ready it.
"HARRY POTTER, ABDUCTED?
An article by Rita Skeeter.
My charming readers throughout all of magical Britain, as always, I urge you to put your well-placed trust in me once more, for I, Rita Skeeter, would willingly throw away my life for my reader. It is but a sworn oath of every good reporter. Alas, I ask you, would I or would I not go to the depths of hell itself to deliver you your news? It is unquestionable that I should do so.
My dear reader, if by now you haven't heard, I shall regret to inform you that my young friend, Harry James Potter, vanished from his dwelling in Privet Drive, Little Whinging, Surrey, on the ninth of August, just after a report of his underage use of magic was registered in the Ministry.
At face value, this affair seems to be but an adolescent's attempt at running away from righteous punishment for his actions. But I, Rita Skeeter, ask you, my wonderous reader, to not lose hope in our young friend so soon. I, a close friend, and confidant of the Boy-Who-Lived, who indeed never doubted the boy's powerful sense of justice, have exciting news to share.
Just yesterday, on the tenth, a shocking discovery has come to light, which darkens this affair much more. Of course, I had known since the news reached my ears of my friend's disappearance that it would appear as no fault of his own.
I ask you, my reader, to consider this. What if Harry James Potter had not run away as earlier entries from the likes of the Quibbler and The Time turner had suggested, but instead been abducted?
I will wholeheartedly admit that it is a frightening possibility, with how the skies have been darkening in recent months, yet with what I have uncovered, it is not a possibility but a probability.
I conducted a thorough and enlightening discussion with our wise and proactive Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge, before any other reporter got a hint. It is just the turbulent lifestyle of a freelance reporter, I'm afraid. On the occasion, the Minister shared with me the information that had every Ministry Official sleeping with their lights on! I was shocked to hear of a note found in my friend's humble residence. One that completely turns this otherwise simple affair into an ever-thickening plot.
My dear reader, I will relay to you the words the Minister told me were present on this note.
Dear Britain,
The Boy-Who-Lived has been taken.
Yours truly,
Zero.
Now I can imagine your confusion now, my dear reader, and indeed, this is a matter of utmost worry. Upon hearing this, I could feel with great certainty that what would follow were many sleepless nights.
The Minister had assured me, however, that the Ministry is hot on this abductor's tail, and that soon, true justice shall prevail.
In regard to, the boy's relatives…The missing prisoner Sirius Black is under suspicion...
- Rita Skeeter, an extract from The Daily Prophet, as publicized on the eleventh of August 1995."
Once he was done Lelouch was livid now. "CC what did you do!?" Lelouch asked and thus CC smirked to this.
"Isn't it obvious?" CC asked as she then laid back on the bed. "Harry was going to go find a way to escape and fight this war no matter what we did, gaining you Geass only accelerated it problem is he doesn't know how to use the Power of Kings like you do." CC said making it clear that Harry was not going to be stopped by either of them.
"Wait I can give orders that people will be forced to follow?" Harry asked but CC then continued.
"Harry lacks your intellect and cunning while you lack a body to move on your own in as well as muscle." CC said and thus Lelouch saw where this was going as did Harry. "Voldemort will no doubt hunt down Harry so instead of waiting him out let us bring the fight to him by pinning him against a new opponent someone who has a flare for theatrics and symbols as he does." CC said and thus the pair got the memo.
"Zero." Both Harry and Lelouch spoke as they saw where this was going.
"It is... possible." Lelouch said as this might be more effective than what he left for Suzaku to use as Zero. "With myself actively inside your head it would give us an edge over Voldemort." Lelouch said and thus he had to consider what to do on this. "And since my life hinges on your survival..." Lelouch trailed off and sighed to this. "Very well but Harry let me ask you this... are you prepared to be Killed?" Lelouch asked and thus Harry was confused but then the words came to him.
"Those who are allowed to kill are those prepared to be killed." Harry voiced and thus he understood and then saw what this meant. "I have to be willing to... willing to kill to be Zero?" Harry asked and thus Lelouch nodded within Harry's mindscape.
"Yes." Lelouch said and then Harry stopped as he looked to his hands and saw they were shaking. But this was only brief as he swallowed his resolve and then clenched his fists hard.
"Where can I find a tailor to make me a suit?" Harry asked as he looked to CC who then smirked to this seeing that a new Black Rebellion was about to begin.
(TBC)
ESKK: Well, here we are the end of the first chapter. I hope you all enjoyed it and will continue on with us for Chapter 2. Now then until next we meet, I ask you all to leave a review and as I always say at the end of these, ja-ne.