A/N: Hey guys Zayn here. This is my first fanfiction and it is based on Akito the Exiled.

This is fanfiction is a Remake and Continues of aminta defenders' "finding sincerity"

Disclaimer: If I owned Code Geass, Milly would have been Lelouch's empress

Pendragon imperial palace

"For the Crimes of Treason, Mass Murder, grand theft, Robbery, Cyber attacks, Terrorism, Espionage and other offences, I hereby sentence you to Death. Or should I said Charles

"He stood up from his throne saying, I have More use for you." As he activated his Geass, he said "I will rewrite your memories, You will forget about being Zero, about the Death of Your mother and the existance of Nunnally"

"No Stop this, you can't do this to me, first you took mother, now you're talking Nunnally from me"

"Charles zi Britannia engraves into you"

"Stop it" cried Lelouch

"False memories of a false life"

As the Geass takes effect, erasing his memory of His mother, Nunnally and being Zero and making him think that he was the War General Julius Kingsley

Lelouch smiled saying "Yes your majesty"

before passing out

Caesar's Palace

Julius Kingsley was on his knees screaming

"where am I ? Who am I? Is this the Tokyo settlement? Where's C.C?

"Well well" thought Shin "Julius Kingsley is actually the rebel Zero"

Suzaku said "lord shaing please excuse us, Lord Kingsley isn't feeling well"

He replied "Of course, we shall continue our Match another day " he waved as he left Kingsley's chamber.

Julius still breathing heavily screamed "YOUR MAJESTY!!" as he removed his eye patch revealing his active Geass. Suzaku chops him in the next making him pass out.

He placed him on the couch and left to make a call.

Shin entered his chambers and thought

"So Julius Kingsley is actually Zero. He has to be eliminated so he won't interfere in our plans"

Knock knock

"Who's there" asked Shin

"It's me Joan"

"Come in"

Joan entered the room and asked "Why did you call for me Shin?"

"There is a change in our plans" he replied

"What happened?"

"It seems that our Julius Kingsley is actually the rebel Zero. And I also has Geass" he said

"So it means that Julius was sent by the emperor to spy on Euro Britannia right?" she added

"it seems so. It also seems like he is under the effect of Geass"

"Whether he's under Geass or not we have to eliminated" said Joan as she removed her gloves revealing a Red Geass tattoo on her Left hand.

"Don't worry, I've sent my best men to kill him. if they fail I'll kill him myself " said Shin

"Get the Knights Ready, we will need them soon"

"Yes My Lord" replied Joan

Months of endless losses and countless condolences letters has led to this moment—here, stranded behind enemy lines. Her heart has been pounding nonstop ever since Britannia's White Reaper descended from the sky and cut her knightmare down. It's only because of Akito's timely actions that she managed to eject and delay her inevitable demise. She hopes her squadron will live to fight another day; she can only try to make her death mean something. To do that she must assassinate the enemy's commander.

Sent by the Emperor, Julius Kingsley is a devastating and brilliant foe. The battlefield is his stage, and they are unwilling puppets playing into his hand, only realizing the trap when it's too late. At his personal command is the White Reaper, Suzaku Kururugi. When they finish a battle, only carnage remains

There are rules to war—unspoken expectations and enshrined by national treaties. Kingsley set them aflame. Civilians, prisoners of war, and combatants are indistinguishable. They all die en-masse as Leila's hand cramps from signing another letter: I regret to inform you... Like their master, Kururugi and Kingsley are devoid of compassion.

Hardening her heart, Leila raises the gun and aims it at the startled noble. "Where is Julius Kingsley?"

The lone purple eye narrows, and she wonders what kind of injury befell him to necessitate an eye patch. He raises his hands, handcuffs clinking. "Would you mind giving me a hair pin first?"

Something about the boy was familiar to her, but she could not exactly remember, "now wasn't the Time to go down memory lane" she thought to herself"

The gold and silver threads of his clothes gleam. The Britannian crest neatly sewn on each garment, including his eyepatch, leaves no doubt to his allegiance. Everything about him screams noble from his calm composure to the jewel hanging beneath his eyepatch. Yet, he is a prisoner.

What did you do?" she growls and steps forward. The door slams shut behind her. A criminal by Britannian standards must be truly reprehensible.

"I... I don't remember."

"That's convenient."

He scowls. "The last I remember was bringing—" Wincing, he leans forward and presses his hand to his eyepatch. "I need to return to school.

"School? Without the invasion, that is where Leila would be as well—a fine military academy. Instead, she was drafted as General Smilas's aide and, as their losses began to climb, given command. Her hands are now stained in the blood of her mistakes. Like her, he is young. They could be the same age.

"Which school"

"Ashford Academy," he says

"Where"

"Tokyo"... "Where am I?"

The confusion feels honest. "St. Petersburg, Russia, Euro Britannian territory."

His jaw works silently. "I may have forgotten more than I thought. Who are you with?"

The E.U." She bites her lip and withdraws a hair pin. "I'm Lieutenant Colonel Malcal."

He picks the handcuffs with fascinating ease. Amnesiac he may be, but he is no simple nobleman. He extends his hand. "We should hurry. The alarm on the door triggered five minutes ago."

Heart racing, she pins his arms behind his back. "I thought you couldn't remember."

"It's a standard security system," he says calmly, too calmly. "While I cannot remember much of my own life or the circumstances which brought me here, I do possess unexplained knowledge. You do have a mission?

This... Julius Kinglsey fellow? I will help you in what way I can, and you will help me escape, so I can return... home."

Why? You would betray your country?

"He sniffs and his voice drips with disdain. "I hardly consider myself a Britannian. Striking a blow against the Empire by aiding you is an additional benefit."

Do you remember your name?" Pounding footsteps above bid her to be silent and wait.

He hisses, once again clutching his masked eye. When he speaks, his voice is hoarse. "Lelouch... Lamperouge."

"Lelouch" she thought, that name kinda rings a bell"

You made that up." It is so clearly French. No self-respecting Britannian would ever call themselves such. "You're not going to trick me like that."It's the only name you will get,"

Lelouch grumbles and pulls her further along. "Where do you think Kingsley would be?

"He's a military advisor sent by the Emper—"

His breaths quiet. "Who are you? Where am I?"

The childish hint to his voice stalls her rebuke. "I'm with the E.U. We're in Russia."

"Please don't hurt Nunnally," he begs. "I'll do anything."

He falls abruptly silent.

"Nunnally?"

"It can't be a mistake" she thought "that name was familiar" but she still couldn't remember why

"How old are you?" she asks

"Ten"

"Lala, Where is Nunnally" he said in a childish voice " When she heard that, her face twitched. "it can't be a coincidence" she thought.

You're suffering from amnesia. You said you would help me find Kingsley,—an important Britannian—and I would help you go home... to Ashford Academy."

In the dim light filtering through floorboards, he looks down at himself. His hand brushes against the eyepatch, and he lifts the edge before abruptly dropping his hands as if burnt. He stops. "Am I a hostage?""I do not trust you, but we are allies for now," she answers. Maybe he is a hostage. It would explain the fine clothes and his older version's willingness to strike against Britannia. "You, the older one, theorized that you still retain your knowledge."

"Where do you think Julius would be" asked Leila

"Most likely at the top floor" replied an older Lelouch

Few Minutes Later

They reach the top floor and begin to walk slow to avoid being noticed.

Suddenly, they hear a meow

"Arthur!" Lelouch lunges forward, pulling her along and pets the cat. "I feel like I should hate you."

Leave the cat," she orders

Hopefully, the older and more sane version will reappear soon, but she does not have the time to quarrel. If he wants a cat, he can take the cat. At best, they can throw it at a Britannian soldier as a distraction.

Exiting the dumbwaiter, she notices the more decadent furniture and lavish tapestries. A man of Kingsley's ego would undoubtedly live here. The carpet softens their footsteps, and Lelouch gently murmurs reassurances to Arthur who observes his surroundings warily. His ears twitch, and she shoves Lelouch behind a suit of armor.Her fingers stick to the gun as distant voices approach. With Lelouch chained to her wrist, she is unable to move easily.

Unfortunately, letting him go is out of the question. She does not trust him to remain at her side instead of running into the enemy's arm when bullets begin to fly. Unlike her, he won't die if he seeks the aid of the Britannians

"Bring in the hounds" said Suzaku

"But sir—"

His Majesty will be most displeased should we lose him," Kururugi growls.

Lelouch squirms, shifting to get a better view. A split second is all the warning she has before he dashes forward with a loud cry of "Suzaku!"

Violently, she pulls him back and trains her gun on Sir Kururugi, the White Reaper. She would much rather eliminate Kingsley. He is the mastermind behind Britannia's push into the E.U. But if she can only eliminate Kururugi, she will be satisfied. Kingsley's plans are only as effective because of the knight's presence on the battlefield.

"Kingsley," Kururugi says, and she freezes, looking for the commander. But Kururugi is staring directly at her—no, directly at Lelouch. "You were supposed to stay in your rooms."

She presses the gun against Lel—Kingsley's head and watches in satisfaction as Kururugi stiffens. The Emperor has an interest in Kingsley; Kururugi cannot let him die. But she's still not sure if the youth who had guided her through the passageways is Kingsley. He is most certainly not what she expected. His muffled gasp only reaffirms her doubts.

Kururugi takes a threatening step forward and freezes as her finger taps the trigger. "Let him go."

Stiff as a board, Kingsley begs, "Please, Suzaku. I don't understand. Why are you old? Who is Kingsley?"

He still doesn't remember

"Lelouch." Kururugi confirms her suspicions that Kingsley and Lelouch are not the same. "You hit your head. She's your enemy."

She prepares herself for a struggle and to pull the damning trigger. Instead, Lelouch hugs the cat tightly and slowly observes the room. None of them dare to move, unsure what decision he will make. Kururugi wants him alive; she is unsure if she wants him dead and to end her own life. Perhaps there is a way for them to both escape with their lives. A Kingsley in E.U. custody still deprives Britannia of its most deadly commander

"Where is Nunnally?"

"he said it again" thought Leila

Why am I with Britannia?" Lelouch asks, almost spitting the name of his country. Why had his elder self taken on a new identity to serve his country? There is something missing. "Why are you wearing a Knights of the Round uniform? Who—" He swallows and continues quietly, desperately, "Who brought me back?

The cat meows, and she notices her pocket is strangely light... the grenade. Lelouch gives no hint of being armed, and his eyes never leave Kururugi as he waits for an answer.

"Never," Lelouch snarls. "I will never serve that man!

"Did you hate them even then?" Kururugi asks sadly.

"You promised—" Lelouch's breath hitches and her blood freezes as a small pin falls to the ground. "You were my friend, Suzaku. I'm sorry."

He throws the cat and the grenade.

"Arthur!" Kururugi shouts, disregarding the grenade and diving to save the cat. Apparently, the White Reaper likes cats

Lelouch and Leila begin there escape

"We need to go," he orders and pulls her to her feet, his gaze sweeping from the handcuffs, over the grounds, and to the distant smoke. "Britannian forces are nearly done repelling your assault, and Suzaku won't be delayed long."

"You threw a grenade at him." And that was him in the mind of a ten year old. Who does that? She shivers and pulls her coat tighter. Night time is falling, and the temperature is rapidly dropping, threatening to doom them to an icy grave. "You're my prisoner, remember that, Kingsley."

"Don't call me that." He yanks her wrist and points at the distant hedge. "If you want to live, you'll do as I say."

She still has her gun, and her frozen fingers creak as they curl around the grip. "Who are you?"

"Lelouch Lamperouge," he says firmly. "I'm the eldest. Let's go."

That's all she gets from him as they race across the grounds to the ever distant promise of freedom. General Smilas would say to kill him; he's a liability. Her own squadron would hesitate for a moment before doing what has to be done. Yet, she cannot lift the gun and take the final shot. Were he in her position, she has no doubt he would kill her. Only the lack of a weapon ensures his cooperation for now.

Maybe it's that the thought of coldly executing someone makes her queasy. Or maybe it's the unsolved mystery of how he became Kingsley. While she sees the edges of his personality that works into the ruthless commander, every version of him eagerly turned against Britannia. She despises the contradiction.

In a drainage tunnel, they pause as distant hounds howl. Face contorted in pain, Lelouch sinks to the ground and clutches his eye. His body ransacked by tremors, he attempts to take another step before tumbling to the ground in a flurry of muffled curses.

Whatever caused his amnesia has left other invisible injuries. She bites her lip and takes pity on him.

Huddled together, she waits for his tremors to subside and basks in his meager heat. Water is seeping in her boots, and their hands chained together have turned a sickly white. Frostbite is quickly becoming a real concern. The distant barking hounds are coming even closer.

Whatever caused his amnesia has left other invisible injuries. She bites her lip and takes pity on him.

"We need to move," she whispers.

"I know." He coughs, and she doesn't remark on the disturbing rattle. "Shouldn't have skipped gym class... not that it would have made much of a difference."

"Do you have a knife?"

"Yes"

"We need to lay a false trail. We can't outrun the dogs." He shivers and hugs himself. "If we're about to be caught, promise you'll kill me."

"What"

Annoyed, he glares at her. "Kingsley is your enemy, is he not? I will happily live to fight another day, but I refuse to become him again."

"Promise me. And no matter what I say, I do not wish to return to Britannia." He winces and his hand traces the eyepatch again. "I don't have much longer."

Suddenly, a large explosion rocked the tunnel. Julius quickly covers Leila from the falling debris

"Are you okay" asked Julius

"Get off of Me" She replied

Out of nowhere, six men armed with rifles Stormed the tunnel pointing there guns at them. Leila recognize their badges, they were Euro Britannian soldiers.

"How sent you fools" arrogantly asked Julius

The captain stepped forward and replied "We were sent by Lord shaing to eliminate the traitor Julius Kingsley"

"traitor? What does he mean" thought Leila

In the dimly lit tunnel, Julius and Leila found themselves surrounded by shadowy figures, assassins sent by Shin Hyuga Shaing. With nowhere to run, Leila stepped forward, her voice trembling but determined.

"Please, listen to me," she pleaded, her hands raised in a gesture of peace. "We don't have to resort to violence. There must be another way."

But her words fell on deaf ears as the assassins tightened their grip on their weapons. Before Julius could react, a gunshot shattered the tense silence, and Leila's body convulsed as she collapsed to the ground, blood pooling around her.

"Leila!" Julius cried out, his heart wrenching at the sight of her injured form.

As the assassins closed in, Julius's grief turned to rage, his Geass blazing in his eyes.

"How could you" shouted Julius "Y-Y-You killed her"

"Don't worry" said the captain "You will join her soon"

As the assassins raised their guns on their target, Julius thought "is this how it all ends? I don't want to die.

The captain shouted "FIRE!"

before the bullets could connect with Julius, Time froze.

"What happened. Am still alive" said Kingsley

"It seems you don't want it to end here Julius or I should say Lelouch" said a women with pink eyes and pink - Black hair"

"Who are you" asked Julius

"You see, I am nobody. I am only observed by those who have knowledge of me. You can see me or should I say us as a sort of Collective Unconscious if that makes sense to you. Or just call me the dimensional supervisor."

"Why did you save me" asked Lelouch

"I need you and to protect Leila and help her unlock her Geass"

"Geass?" Lelouch said before he started to clench his eye patch.

"Leila posses a special Geass, or I like to call a fragment of Geass"

"If you help Leila defeat Shin, I'll help you take down the emperor "

"Defeating the Emperor" said Lelouch "well I don't have any other choice"

"Then we have a contract" She said with a devilish smile on her face. Julius could have sworn he had seen that smile from a certain someone.

Before he knew it, he was back on the living realm

There he stood, sent back the time before she was shot.

As the six assassins surrounded Julius and Leila, their weapons drawn and intentions clear,

Julius thought "Leila, she's alive"

He calmly removed his eye patch, revealing the crimson glow of his Geass. With a commanding voice, he uttered, "I Lelouch vi Britannia commands you... All of you, die now!

Without hesitation, the assassins obeyed, their hands moving to their weapons, saying "Yes Your Majesty" their faces contorted with anguish as they turned the guns on themselves and pulled the triggers. Shocked and horrified, Leila watched as the attackers fell to the ground, lifeless.

Once the danger had passed, Leila turned to Julius, her eyes wide with disbelief and curiosity. "Are you Prince Lelouch vi Britannia?" she whispered, her voice trembling.

But Julius merely shook his head, his expression unreadable behind his stoic facade. "There's no time for explanations now," he said, his tone firm as he glanced around cautiously. "We need to escape before more trouble finds us."

With a sense of urgency, Julius dragged Leila with the handcuffs as they disappeared into the snow.

A/N: A few things I want to point out in this fanfiction is that

1. Euro Britannia still exists

2. Leila still has Geass but it Will be a different one. I may need help with suggestions

3. Shin still has his Geass but it won't be granted to him by a talking skull. The answer is quite obvious anyways if you read carefully

4. This Will be a Lelouch x Leila story

Once again I thank aminta defenders for allowing me to remake the original fanfiction.

You can chat with me on discord: zaynx1

Till next time

Zayn Out!