Hello all! Hope everyone had a Happy Thanksgiving (well, the American readers anyway. But I also hope everyone else had a good day for whatever reason).
Anyway, here's the next chapter. There won't be much action, but plenty of plot development. I think that will be entertaining enough.
"WHAT!?" Rakshata shrieked. "What do you mean you lost the Guren!?" she cried.
Kallen, in an uncharacteristic manner, chuckled sheepishly and scratched her head. "Like I said," she repeated "I lost the Guren. Sir Guilford surprised me, and I was captured. As you can imagine, my Guren is most likely being worked on in some lab right now. I'm sorry; it was a great unit."
Rakshata stared at her, trembling with rage. Her own pipe even snapped in two. "That doesn't look like a good sign." Kallen thought nervously.
"Rakshata." Another voice interrupted. "So good to see you again." The enigmatic leader of the Black Knights stepped forward to meet with her personally.
"Zero…" Rakshata seethed, boiling in rage. Turning directly to him, she asked "Is it true that…"
"I'm afraid so." Zero confirmed. "However, we're all very low on knightmares, so don't blame Kallen for her loss."
Rakshata sighed, and seemed to calm down a little. "I suppose you're right." Rakshata walked over to a drawer and pulled out a new tobacco pipe. "Well, the good news is that I've got new models lined up for you." She said as she lit it. "The bad news is, most are only 40% complete."
"I suspected as much, given what limited resources we left you with." Zero said. "Hopefully, we'll be able to speed up the process now with the whole crew together again."
"Yes." Rakshata smiled, her coy personality returning. "As much fun as I tend to have putting them all together myself, it is nice to have a few helping hands."
"Indeed." Zero answered. "When the new models are mostly complete, I would very much like to see them. I expect great things, Rakshata, so I hope you enjoyed your break."
"Of course." Rakshata looked back at Kallen, instead looking disappointed rather than angered. "Let's just be careful that we don't let these new models fall into enemy hands again."
"We'll do our best." Kallen replied sheepishly.
Rakshata then looked at her watch. "Well, I've got to get back to work. I'm sure you've both had a rather harrowing day, if what CC told me was true. Why don't you all get some rest?"
"Thank you, Rakshata." Kallen replied.
"And thank you; our forces would be nothing without your genius." Zero added.
"I'll accept your compliments for now." Rakshata waved as she walked away. "But I've heard them before, so try to come up with something more original next time." She chided them.
Zero began to walk away, with Kallen trailing behind him. "Thanks, by the way." She whispered to him.
"No problem." Zero whispered back.
In another part of the ship, Kallen guided Zero to his private chambers, figuring he had a long day. "Well, welcome home." she said nervously as she opened the sliding door.
Zero seemed to hesitate entering at first. "Well, it beats the streets." Zero finally walked in, while Kallen closed door behind them. Assured no one was coming in, Lelouch removed his helmet. "If nothing else, I'm just glad to have a bed and shower again."
"I can imagine." Kallen said. She then looked around the room. "Everything's here as you left it. I know it's not much, but it's something, at least. I made sure to keep it clean for you."
"Thank you, Kallen." Lelouch replied, looking through the numerous book cases. While some were novels, most were historical books...mostly from other countries. "I imagined Britannia did have a skewed view of history." All of them focused on war and strategies. "Of course Zero would have a collection like this."
"Is...is there anything I can do for you?" Kallen asked nervously, still unsure about Lelouch committing himself as Zero.
Lelouch looked away from her for a moment. "No. Thank you, Kallen. I'd like to be alone right now."
Kallen nodded, and stepped towards the doorway. "Remember, we wake up at dawn. Just remember what I've told you to be ready for, and it will be alright. I promise." Kallen then departed, leaving Lelouch to his solitude.
Pulling out Nunally's photograph in his shirt, he stared at it in wonder. "I wanted to have Rolo's picture with me." he muttered. "But, if you're really my sister like everyone says you are...it looks like you'll have to do." Quietly, he pulled out a drawer and placed the photograph inside. "Goodnight." With that, he proceeded to finally get a real good rest; he had a feeling that this would be his last in a long time.
In the Britannian homeland, in Pendragon Palace, the Knights of the Round had gathered. None of them were summoned; rather, they showed up. After Zero announcing his return, it was only logical that they would be summoned to the palace; they simply beat their superiors to the punch. Still, they could not understand what was taking them so long. They all figured such a matter of national security would be discussed as soon as possible.
"You figure the empire's greatest enemy would call for the expertise of a genius of homicide." Luciano groaned as he leaned against the wall; by most standards a rather ungentlemanly behavior.
"That may not be true, Bradley." Bismark scolded him. "Given the delicacy of the situation, I cannot blame his majesty for taking his time to consider how to approach this. If we send a murderer like you, that may only galvanize the elevens."
Bradley only scowled at him in return. "Hmph." was all he said. Bradley used to be a common soldier on the front lines. However, his skill in all physical manners of military sky-rocketed within the span of a year. He was about to become a lieutenant, but his bloodthirsty demeanor was just as dangerous to the Britannians as it was to everyone else; more often than not, many of his comrades died by his hands if they got in his way. Though the military sentenced him to life in prison, the emperor was pleased with his skills and made him a knight of the round. While many understood the need for skilled, high class soldiers, most were not thrilled about allowing an unapologetic murderer roam free. The only explanation given was that his skills were needed and in his position as a round he would be easier to control. However, that last point was debatable as he showed no respect towards his fellow rounds nor the royal family. Still, nothing could be done about it; the other rounds simply fulfilled their duty and questioned Charles on it no more.
Of course, everyone looked towards Suzaku to be the first choice to send to Area 11. It was only logical, after all. Plus, everyone could see that he seemed to harbor a personal vendetta against Zero. One that he would pursue at any cost.
That particularly worried Gino; Suzaku would become a completely different person whenever Zero was brought up. He worried what would happen if the Emperor had chosen not to let Suzaku partake in the operation; he knew he would go no matter what.
Finally, the Rounds were greeted by their superior. "Prince Schneizel." Bismark bowed. "It is an honor. I must say, I am surprised your father is not the one addressing us today."
Schneizel merely nodded in return. "I would think that you of all people would know him better than anyone. He cares nothing for these...'mundane' affairs." This statement troubled all of the knights. Suzaku had a feeling he knew why...
"Anyway, let us address the reason why you are all here." Schneizel took a seat at the desk in front of him, while the knights stood at attention. "As you no doubt have heard, Zero is back." None responded to that statement. "While it would be safe to assume the Zero before us is a fraud, he is still cause for concern. Not only will he galvanize...the Japanese into rebellion." he said, cautious of the fact Suzaku was in his presence. "This new Zero may also prove to be as dangerous a threat as the first. Like the year before, he has used unorthodox but effective strategies. I take it I don't need to explain the rest." When none responded, Schneizel continued. "In any case, since father left this task to me, I've decided to deploy some of you." He then looked towards Suzaku. "Given your history with Zero, I might as well send you along."
"Thank you, my lord." Suzaku bowed, trying his best to conceal his dark enthusiasm.
"It's best to send you off on an assignment that you so desperately want then turn you down and risk having you go rogue; I'd rather not have to waste one of our finest warriors." Schneizel said. Most everyone was surprised by Schneizel's bluntness. As if to correct himself, Schneizel said "Besides, it may do us a favor politically. You, a Japanese man, who rose the through the ranks and became a Knight of the Round may help the others in your birthplace to sympathize with our own cause." Suzaku nodded in understanding, requiring no further explanation. "Still, it would be wise to also appeal to our own people as well. Madam Ernst, I hereby deploy you to Area 11 as well. I presume this will not be a problem?" he asked.
The Knight of Four, Dorothea Ernst, was a tall, beautiful woman with dark skin and ebony hair tied in a pony tail. Amongst the Rounds, she was known as the Siren of War. While she was known to be as vicious as Cornelia in battle, she was also known to be firm but fair to her enemies. She was often known to end battles with little casualties and pacify many through appealing to their desire for peace and a better life. Though some of the extremists questioned her methods, she was able to silence them quickly. She bowed, and replied "It would be my honor, sir."
"Excellent." Schneizel smiled. Addressing the rest of his warriors, Schneizel said "I'm sure many of you are eager to go to Area 11 as well, but we cannot spread our sources too thin. I have reason to believe the Black Knights will make their base somewhere outside of the islands."
"He intends to abandon his people?" Nonette Engram, the Knight of Nine, asked.
Suzaku flinched at that. "He'd have to be one of them for that to be true." he thought as he clenched his fists.
"No, I don't believe so." Schneizel answered. "If you remember his message from the other night, he seems to be expanding his reach globally. And, unfortunately, we have many enemies around the world; new soldiers are ripe for the picking for him."
Schneizel pressed a button on a remote, and a map of the world descended behind him. The colors indicated regions that belonged to the empire, the Chinese Federation, and the European Union, as well as the few independent nations left unaffiliated. "We cannot quench this rebellion like before if Zero was speaking the truth...and I believe he is. Therefore, some of you will need to be posted in certain hotspots. With the exception of Sir Waldstein, of course." Bismark remained passive; after all, it was his duty to guard the emperor at all costs. "Now, the European Union on most fronts is still putting up a good fight. I doubt they would seek help from a lawless terrorist, though providing them aid is not out of the question. And our diplomatic relations with the Chinese Federation are still in good standing..." Schneizel continued to look at the map. "I think Africa would be a good place to have a round or 2 ready."
"Doesn't the European Union rule over all of Africa, minus Area 20?" Gino asked.
"True, Sir Weinberg, and that's precisely why it is an important hotspot. The natives of the continent are no better off with the European Union than us. Zero could use that oppression to make them fight for absolute freedom. On the other hand, in doing so he could lose any support from the EU he would have otherwise gained. In other words, the region is a double-edged sword; one that could reap great rewards for the Black Knights, or may only lead to them gaining another enemy. Nonetheless, I believe Zero will take that risk. And we can either use the EU's fears of losing control of the region or the Africans hatred back at them to hamper Zero."
Moving on, he then pointed to another nearby region, a large peninsula in the middle east. "Area 18. As you no doubt know, my sister Cornelia made quite a name for herself there. I'm sure Zero would find quite a few eager soldiers."
That was when the Knight of Two, Oliver Nightingale, stepped forward. Of all the rounds, he was perhaps the most unusual in terms of appearance. The only visible feature of his head was long, flowing blond hair. Everything else was covered by a metallic mask with false eyes and what appeared to be a respirator for a mouth, though it did not make any such sounds. "With all due respect my lord, the eighteens, in my opinion, are too proud to be swayed by Zero. He and the rest of the Black Knights would be branded as infidels on the spot."
"The traditionalists, yes." Schneizel agreed. "But there are still quite a few who desire freedom, be it from their own clerics or us. I suspect Zero would target those individuals. Besides, proud as they may be, the Sand Hawks of Allah are politicians first, and believers second."
Moving on, he moved to another region close by. "India. While their military is a bit sub-par, their large population makes up for it. Plus their proximity to China would make an ideal location to attack our forces from the border. I'm sure with the right pull they would be more than happy to fight alongside the Black Knights." Everyone nodded in agreement to that.
"These are the Three Major Hotspots that I believe will warrant investigations." Schneizel concluded. "At present, we have no way of tracking the Black Knights. For now, we will simply have to be ready at the most likely locations. As soon as any hint of their whereabouts are presented to us, I will personally see to it a task force will be ready. Until then, you are all we've got to defend our territories, and the empire. Sir Kuurugi, Madam Ernst, I am deploying you both to Area 11." he repeated. "Though I doubt the Black Knights will show up anytime soon, should we fail to stop them he will return with an army. You will be the colony's protectors."
"Yes, my lord." they answered in unison.
"Sir Bradley, Madam Engram. I'm deploying you both to Area 20. Sir Bradley will cover the Eastern Borders, Engram, the Western."
"Yes, my lord." Engram responded.
Bradley only twirled his knives, bored out of his mind. Bismark had a good mind to take him outside and smack him around a bit. Schneizel held him back with the slightest of nods, and the Knight of One calmed down. Disciplinary action was pointless if the only result was the temporary satisfaction of the superior.
"I think it would be best if Sir Hortz went to Area 18. I believe Madam Cruzei would be a good choice as well; if nothing else, it should demoralize the fanatics of that region." The two knights gave the customary reply.
"Sir Weinberg, Madam Alstreim. You two will be on standby in the Pacific. Should we catch wind of what Zero is doing, we will deploy you immediately."
"Yes, my lord." they both said.
Schneizel turned the projector off as the screen folded back in place. "That will be all. I apologize if any of you were eager to go, but we must keep a fair number of the rounds here to ensure our own defense. Rest assured, if the need arises, you will be sent out. You all have your assignments, and are hereby dismissed." Everyone except Bismark turned around to leave, but Schneizel stopped one of them. "Sir Kuurugi, may I have a word with you please?"
Suzaku stopped, and turned around. All of the other knights left the room to give them their privacy; even Bismark excused himself into another room. "Yes, my lord?" the Knight of Seven asked.
"Forgive me if it seems I'm leaving you out of the loop, Suzaku. I promise I will allow you to go after Zero when the opportunity arises."
"My role is not to question you, my lord. I understand that you believe my abilities will be of better service elsewhere." Suzaku replied in an appropriate manner.
Schneizel chuckled good-heartily. "It's not just that; there are two other reasons why I'm sending you back to Japan." Suzaku remained silent, showing the Prince he was listening. "First off, while I believe the Black Knights have left Japan, they wouldn't have done so without leaving clues. No one is that good. Plus, there are many influential individuals who supported the Black Knights last year. We still haven't been able to account for them or their current whereabouts...or status."
"So...you want me to investigate in secret?" Suzaku asked, surprised.
"More or less." Schneizel replied. "While I'm sure we have many competent soldiers and detectives already on the case, you are the only one privy to the classified information regarding Zero."
Suzaku contemplated about telling Schneizel the truth about Zero's identity. But doing so..."My lord...if you wish..."
Schneizel silenced him with a wave of his hand, smiling. "Please, Suzaku. While I certainly am curious about the secrets of Zero like many others, it is not my place to make you divulge imperial classified information, even if it's me." It was the law; if the emperor decreed something classified, then not even members of his own family were allowed to see the information without his approval.
Suzaku momentarily breathed a sigh of relief. "Well, at least that's one issue I don't have to deal with."
"In any case, since you knew Zero best, and the fact that it's your homeland, that would put you at an advantage ahead of our other investigators."
"With all due respect, my lord, it's been a very long time since I've been home." Suzaku replied nervously.
"I'm sure you will find a way, Kuurugi." Schneizel said confidently.
Schneizel took a moment to walk towards the window and observe the garden. "There is another reason...a personal request, really..." The prince took a moment to gather his thoughts. "Though Carales has done a fine job of governing Area 11, it's time for a change in politics. With the return of Zero, there is no doubt your people...and rightfully so...will be galvanized into rebellion. Even with your ascension to the rounds, I'm afraid that will not be enough for the Japanese to believe they can live amongst us in peace and dignity. We need someone with compassion, someone who can make a peaceful merging of nations possible." He turned back to Suzaku, smiling sadly. "I would like you to help me realize Euphemia's vision."
Suzaku's eyes widened, not because of what he said. Rather, it was what he implied. "You don't mean...?" Schneizel nodded slightly. Suzaku gulped nervously. "Are you sure, my lord? She's so young...and..."
"Yes. That is why, as a personal favor, I ask of you..." Schneizel turned to look with pleading eyes. "... look after my darling little sister."
Lelouch slowly became aware of the waking world. "I suppose I should get up and make Rolo some break-" He stopped himself right there. "That's right. I'm not even home."
Lelouch sat up in bed and rubbed his eyes, remembering his strange ordeal was not a dream. Sighing upon observing the unfamiliar room, he thought to himself "Well, at least it's nice to be sleeping in a real bed again." He then looked at the clock; just about 6. "Might as well get up; I'd imagine Kallen would be getting me up right about..."
As if on cue, a knock sounded on his door. "Zero-sama. It's time to get up..."
Before he could offer a reply, Kallen walked in and closed the door behind her. "Lelouch, you awake?"
"Just woke up." Lelouch answered. "So, shower, eat breakfast, and get dressed for the meeting?"
"More or less." was her reply. "Wasn't sure you would easily adjust to the military lifestyle, so I..."
"Ever since this whole ordeal began, I haven't been getting a lot of sleep anyway." Lelouch replied as he stretched.
Kallen smiled slightly. Though apart of her was glad that Lelouch seemed to be adapting well, she still felt guilty over forcing him into this role. But there was no turning back for either of them now. "Glad to hear that." Composing herself more properly, she asked "I assume you read the material I provided you?"
"Yes. It should help a lot; I think I'm ready as I can be for this meeting. Of course, C2 will be helping out."
"Yeah. She briefed me on your...plan, so to speak. Just be sure you don't solely rely on her." she cautioned him.
Lelouch nodded. "Anyway, I need to get dressed, so if you could..."
"Understood. I'll see you at the briefing." With that, Kallen exited.
Ohgi and Todoh were currently the most important people who would be listening to Zero. Chiba, Senba, and Asahina were also present, though their presence was more for formalities sake. Kallen had relayed the news to them about Urabe's death the other night. While they were saddened by the loss of their comrade, their mission came first. They would grieve for him another time.
Tamaki was also present, if only so he would stop pestering the others about it. Otherwise he really didn't have much to offer in terms of tactics and strategies.
Also, Diethard was ready as well. Since they were taking the fight globally, they would need his expertise.
Finally, Zero arrived, Kallen beside him. "I assume you've all had a good night's rest?" he asked.
"Try sleeping in a strait jacket and a bed made of metal; bunk beds are heaven compared to what we had to go through." Tamaki chuckled.
"Fair enough." Zero conceded. "With that aside, I assume everyone is ready to begin?"
"Yes." Ohgi and Todoh answered.
"Very good. Diethard." he ordered.
Diethard brought down a projection screen as the slide show began, showing the Head Masters of the Kyoto House. "As you know, ever since the Kyoto Houses have vanished, our main means of financial and political support have vanished. It was mainly because of them were we able to rise from a mere rebellion to an actual army, if only for a short while." He moved to the next slide, showing newspaper clips regarding their death. "Since the end of the Black Rebellion, we've confirmed the deaths of all but one master: Sumeragi Kaguya." He moved on, showing the young girl in her traditional garb, kneeling for the camera. "Her whereabouts and status are currently unknown. The empire looked thoroughly, but to this day they have been unable to find a trace of her."
"I'm worried that she may have committed seipukku and had her body hidden." Ohgi interrupted, doubtful they would be able to find her.
"Doubtful." Todoh replied. "Dishonor would be on the heads of those serving her. And even then I'd doubt she would allow her subordinates to do something so foolish; Kaguya has always been a kind girl."
"Correct, Todoh." Zero interrupted. "Because of her importance as the 'Goddess of Victory', her subordinates would have hidden her at all costs, even if only as a symbol."
"Do we have reason to believe she is even alive?" Chiba asked skeptically.
"Yes; the lack of a body." Zero replied.
"Indeed." Diethard agreed. "If she was killed, there most likely would have been evidence. The empire doesn't know of her existence, and I'm sure the Six Houses would have sold her out before torture."
"That may be true, but absence of proof is not proof of absence." Todoh commented. "Do we have anything else to go on?"
"We're getting to that." Diethard assured him. Moving onto another slide, he showed some graffiti in the ghettos. "To the unassuming, this would be ordinary street graffiti made by ordinary punks. However, amongst all the gibberish sprayed across these walls, 3 characters stand out the most." One by one, Diethard went through them up close. "The character for dokyou; courage. The character for kennin; perseverance. And the character for bikutorii; victory. I assume you know these mean beyond simple linguistics, general?" he asked Todoh.
Todoh came to a slow realization. "Those are Kaguya's favorite words; ever since she was a small child."
"Correct." Zero confirmed. From there, Zero took over. "Despite the harsher rules imposed after the Black Rebellion, a Japanese underground has continued to grow. In fact, I believe it is the source for a handful of new recruits. Correct, Kallen?"
"That's correct." the female major by his side responded. "I had no choice but to get as much help as I could."
"I'm sure whoever you've managed to find helped out a lot." Zero replied. "Anyway, this underground society mostly aims to preserve Japanese tradition, and school their members in martial arts...enough to defend themselves at least." Zero let that sink in. "However, there have been efforts by this group to at least slow down total occupation. Hacking, sabotage, the basic small stuff of modern warfare. All leave their mark 'To the Goddess of Victory'."
"It sounds promising, I'll give you that." Ohgi said. "But someone could have taken her place; anyone would want a title like that. We'll need more to go on."
"There's more to it. Kallen, would you please fill us in on what you managed to discover." he gestured.
Kallen stepped forward to speak. "While I gathered what little recruits I could, I questioned our benefactors relentlessly. They never yielded their master's identity to me. So, I decided to risk it all and find out myself."
She paused as she recollected what she went through. "I snuck around in between appointments and eavesdropped in on the staff whenever I could. One night, I listened through the door of one of their rooms. Most of the conversation was technical and bureaucratic stuff. However, the speaker on my end kept referring to their leader as the young mistress."
"Could be anyone." Chiba said skeptically, repeating the tune of Ohgi and Todoh.
"However, the man on the other line was much less formal, and definitely not Japanese. He spoke in a dialect of English I've never heard before. The stranger said 'mate' a lot, and refereed to their superior as the young missus. He mentioned he was skeptical about her being a goddess, and talking about Zero all the time. He also noted though, that for her age, she was already brilliant in the areas of politics."
Now that got everyone's attention. "It's her." Ohgi said, certain. "It has to be; I'm convinced."
"Cool. But how will this help us defeat Britannia?" Tamaki asked, obviously not getting the importance of Kaguya.
"For one, Tamaki, she has a rather lucrative fortune that I know she would eagerly share with us. Right now, we're running on fumes and are in desperate need of resources. It won't do the image I am planning to build for us much good if we raid and steal from small towns." Everyone agreed to that. "Also, she is an important political ally. While young, she has the makings of a country's leader. Even if she was more of a figure head within the house, she wouldn't have been granted membership if she had no aptitude for politics. We will need an ambassador, and she will be much better suited to the task then I. Although our knowledge of politics are on equal footing, the fact that I hide behind a mask is enough reason for most to distrust me."
Ohgi furrowed his eyebrows at that statement. "There's a remedy for that, coward." Still, he stayed silent and let Zero continue.
"In essence, Kaguya is a symbol. A symbol for light and hope. She will do everything she can to help us out once Japan has a real fighting chance again. And with that clarified, that's why our first order of business is to search for her. Right now, the only clue we have is the location of where this stranger was talking from, based on his accent. I doubt after what's happening now that there would be anywhere in Japan for her to hide."
Todoh thought for a minute. "Could she be somewhere in Europe? I heard the natives of the British Isles have an unusual tongue despite officially speaking the same language as the Britannians."
"Unlikely." Zero replied. "While the British Isles are known for having a more ancient dialect than the current continental homeland, there is no way she would hide there. Not only does Britannia occupy that particular region, it is also their base of operations for their war with Europe. As for the EU, they would never take in a fugitive of the empire unless there was something to be gained; even with her riches, I doubt Kaguya has much to offer. Then there's the fact that to escape Britannia, geographically speaking it would be a nightmare. She would have had to cross several occupied territories just to reach that particular location. Besides, I heard that the union is somewhat prejudiced against outsiders. A lesser extent than Britannia, but a problem if we're to become allies in the future. An issue for another time. But anyway, that leaves out the EU. That leaves us with only one other continent: Australia."
The projector then moved to a slide showing the world's smallest continent and its neighboring islands. "Colonized by the same islands that the Britannians are descended from, this is the only other place in the world that regularly speaks English. It's dialect is still fairly similar to Ancient Britain, and because of that, I am certain she is somewhere there."
"We verified one of her subordinates has an accent, but not a location matching it." Todoh interrupted. "We could be on a wild goose chase."
"Perhaps." Zero reluctantly agreed. "But it is a perfect hiding place for her. As a neutral nation lacking Sakuradite, it's the perfect place to hide."
Zero finally stood and walked over to the screen. "Still, we don't have much time or resources to spare, so we can't search the entire continent. On top of that, the country is surrounded by 2 Britannian colonies; one wrong move, and it's over for us. I sincerely believe, however, that it is worth the risk. Todoh, you know her very well. Perhaps you have some insight on this?"
Todoh walked over to the map, thinking. "Hard to say. Perhaps you can give me an idea of the climate of the region?"
"Mostly tropical; the center of Australia in particular has been known to reach 50 degrees."
"Then, she wouldn't be in any of those places." Todoh said with certainty. "Kaguya doesn't deal well with heat; she nearly died of heat stroke once when she was younger."
"That means logically there is only one place she could be..." Zero laid his fingers on a small island south of the continent. "Tasmania. Because of it's proximity to the South Pole, I'd imagine the climate would be much more suitable for Kaguya."
"Agreed." Todoh said. "It's small, so a search may not take that much effort, provided we know what to look for."
" I think I might know of a way to find her." Zero suddenly said.
"How?"
"I need to confirm it can be done first." Zero answered quickly. "In the event I am wrong we may have to rethink our strategy."
He then turned to address all in the room. "Our first mission, albeit self-serving, is to find Kaguya. Once we have confirmed her support, we will begin our true mission. Are there any questions?" None raised their hand. "Any objections?" Again, none responded. "Then our meeting is over. Todoh, please tell the bridge to turn south. I'll be looking into any underground organizations Australia." Todoh acknowledged his orders with a nod. "I'll be in my quarters, if any one needs me. Good day to you all."
Zero left without a word, with Kallen closely following him. When it seemed he was out of earshot, Todoh turned back to Ohgi. "You know, you could have spoke up about whatever has been bothering you." Ohgi gawked. "I could see you furrow your brows and clench your fingers." Todoh explained. "I'm sure he could see it too. But you gave him the excuse he needed not to address it." Ohgi sighed.
"So, what's bugging you this time?" Tamaki growled as he scooted up to Ohgi. "I bet you still don't trust him."
Ohgi cupped his face in anguish. "Am I that easy to read?"
"With all due respect sir, I can sympathize with Ohgi." Chiba spoke up. "After all, Zero has done nothing as of yet to earn our trust."
Todoh replied "True, but half a day is hardly worth an evaluation on anyone's character." Todoh gathered his thoughts for a moment. "So far, he seems to know what he's doing. He's right that we will need Kaguya's support. No doubt he will announce her existence to the world, and that will give our people hope."
"So...you think he intends to keep his promise?" Chiba asked, still not convinced of his sincerity.
"Have you forgotten what I told him, Chiba?" Todoh replied coldly. "I'll make sure he fulfills his obligations." he reminded her as knocked the sheath of his sword against the floor.
"Somehow." he reminded himself. Reluctantly, he had to admit he wouldn't know how to coerce Zero into his obligations if he began to lead them astray. For his country, though, he would find a way. "I better get going to the bridge; time is not on our side." With that, he and the rest went about their duties, albeit reluctantly among some.
Zero and Kallen entered his personal quarters and quickly closed the door behind them. "I don't think I'll ever get used to playing general." Lelouch moaned as he pulled off his helmet. "Especially when none of them really trust me."
"Give it time Lelouch." Kallen assured him. "Besides, even with C2's help I don't think they suspect a thing."
"He's getting better; I think it's safe to assume that by the end of the year he won't even need my help." Both turned to see CC with her doll, lounging on Lelouch's bed.
"Of course she would have access." Kallen groaned inwardly.
"Also,I played no part in his deductive reasoning of Kaguya's location. That was all him." the witch bragged.
Kallen looked at Lelouch somewhat in surprise. "Heh." he responded sheepishly. "I read the paper a lot, plus I hung out with a lot of Honorary Britannians who immigrated to Area 11." he explained, blushing. "Anyway, now that we know our first destination...what now?"
"Go to Tasmania. Not get caught." Kallen responded. "Although I doubt it will be that simple."
"What ever is?" Lelouch asked. "We may have done a good job so far of covering our tracks, but I doubt we'll be free of Britannian attacks for long. Especially once we get close to our destination."
"Well, when it comes to that...we'll deal with it when the time comes." Kallen assured him. "That's assuming that Rakshata will have the knightmares ready by then."
CC just then remembered that Rakshata was working on the knightmare that she stole among others. "Well, I'll go by and ask her how she's doing." CC walked out, leaving the other 2 to their own devices.
"Well, I guess there's no need for me at the moment." Lelouch said. "I better get to work on finding that underground."
"How are you going to do that?" Kallen asked as she watched Lelouch walk over to the supercomputer in the room and take a seat.
"All underground organizations have ways of letting the right people find them, and if I'm correct about her location, this Kaguya only wants to be found by people she can trust. All we need is a trail of crumbs to follow." he said as he began to get to work.
"I'd imagine their symbols would be different in Tasmania than in Japan." Kallen said.
"True. But maybe I can start with the english translations of the kanji that let you to that small underground group." Lelouch replied.
Quickly, Lelouch connected to the internet. "Of course, if that doesn't work, I may need to rethink this whole thing." he muttered.
"So, what exactly will you be looking for?"
"I'll start with any graffiti I can find." Lelouch answered. "Although, I hear Tasmania is mostly small suburbs..." he continued, unsure.
"Start wherever you can." Kallen encouraged him. "This might be more of a blatant stereotype, but I've heard the Australians love to drink."
"A pub would be a good place to exchange information." Lelouch concurred. "But any of the legit businesses I could find won't post information about gossip..."
"Try social media; I'd imagine someone would let something slip."
Lelouch smiled slightly. "Could work..."
Just then, the doors opened. Lelouch and Kallen turned defensively, but relaxed when they saw CC just returned. "Sorry for disturbing you both so soon, but Rakshata was hoping to show off the new knightmares." CC said. "They are by no means complete, but she apparently has the shells at least ready for presentation, along with blueprints."
"And my personal knightmare?" Lelouch asked. He knew that even if it was not meant for direct fighting, the commander would be expected to have his own customized frame.
"She's fallen a little bit behind schedule on that one." CC answered. "Since you're the commander, fighting on the front line is not exactly your priority."
"I suppose she has a point." Lelouch sighed, though in truth he was glad he wouldn't have to fight in a knightmare for a while. He was surprised he didn't have any real nightmares of his own after his duel with Guilford. "Why don't you two go on ahead; tell Rakshata I'll catch up on the data of the new knightmares later. Besides, I've got a lot of work to do." he said as he turned around and began typing.
Kallen nodded. "Okay. We'll see you later." she said as she followed CC to the knightmare hangar.
Rakshata casually leaned back in her chair as she typed away at the logistics. She loved her job, but like any responsibility, it had it's tedious moments. "Rakshata." a voice said.
The Indian woman turned to see Kallen and CC approach her. "Kozuki. C2." she greeted in acknowledgment.
"Look, sorry about the Guren..." Kallen began.
"You should be." Rakshata huffed. "It would make my job of upgrading it a lot easier." She took a long drag from her pipe. "But, I must admit I overreacted. I had the basic blueprints anyway, so I suppose I should have expected such a tragedy." She tapped her pipe as she discarded the used tobacco. "But enough of that. Once my other guest arrives, we'll begin the tour."
The doors swished open again, and all looked to see Todoh enter the room. "I was told you wanted to see me, Rakshata-san." he greeted politely.
"You're just in time; I was about to give you all a sneak peak of the new knightmares." Walking over to her computer and inputting some commands, the lights in the hangars lit up, revealing her work. All were incomplete; many still needed their armor plating installed, limbs attached or weapons needed to be added. But from what those gathered have seen, they were looking very promising. "Let's begin, shall we?" Rakshata said.
Everyone descended to the hangar floor as Rakshata began her tour. "Often neglected but most important in war are the mass-produced units. I'd like to call these the Fox Wolves...I'd imagine you'd change that to Japanese, which is fine." she proudly proclaimed.
These units looked very similar to Burais. But there were subtle differences. The shoulder points seemed to be pointed backwards at an angle. The feet also seemed to have a steel-edged toe, which pointed up. There was also a space in the middle of the legs, running right down to the toe. "As you can see, I took the Glasgow concept and made some adjustments." Rakshata explained. Taking out a digital pad, she said "They will be faster, on par with sixth generation units." Finally finding the file she wanted, she passed it to her three patrons. "We'll have standard weapons of course; the machine guns, slash harkens. But I felt our pawns deserved to house some surprises of their own."
The 3 looked at the stats: legs saws, vibrating claws hidden underneath the knuckles, harken beam cannons hidden in the shoulders and able to shoot from long ranges...it certainly added both practical and aesthetic appeal when each was to be fitted with with a heat katana and wakizashi, like samurai from days of old, as well as explosive spears.
Even the normally stoic Todoh smiled in approval. "It seems you've spent your time well."
"When you can combine your job with your hobby, it makes both all the sweeter." Rakshata replied with pride.
"Foxes fit to slay wolves." Todoh repeated as he gazed on the knightmares. "Excellent."
"Thank you for your kind words, Mr. Kyoshiro." Rakshata said as she took the pad back. "And now, on to the custom units."
They walked down towards 3 identical frames. "These will be the new arms and legs of the Four Holy Swords...minus you, Kyoshiro. Don't worry, we'll get to yours soon. Anyway, I call these three Tsunamis."
"Good name." Kallen commented. "They certainly look fierce."
The three were painted ocean blue, a fin of some kind extending from the back of their head. Their hands were monstrous, looking like they belonged to some kind of Kaiju rather than a knightmare. What seemed to be wrist mounted guns were present. The feet also had an unusual design, slightly resembling sneakers. But in addition to the wheels on their heels, wheels were present on the soles.
"I know you Holy Swords take pride in your samurai tradition, but I felt you needed firepower to go with your swordplay." Rakshata said, breaking the silence.
"It is fine." Todoh assured her. "Samurai in the past had also used guns, and besides, if bushido limited its soldiers to swordplay we wouldn't even bother with knightmares."
"A smart decision." Rakshata agreed. "Anyway, as you can see, these machines will have wrist-mounted pulse cannons, in addition to being equipped with standard machine guns should you choose to use them. Their hands have another purpose then looking scary; within the palm of each, they carry a hidden blade. The size of the hands will allow you to grab hold of an entire knightmare's head or torso, and this will allow you to pierce your opponent in a vital spot."
"Ingenious."
"We originally thought about using the radiation wave unit from Kallen's Guren and installing them into the hands of the Tsunamis instead, but it was too costly with our limited resources. So we thought a tool for assassination rather than destruction would be a suitable substitute."
"It will be fine." Todoh assured her. "However, I'm worried the hands may limit their mobility and melee combat capabilities. Also, the fins on the back look like they can be exploited."
"Legitimate concerns." Rakshata said. "Regarding mobility, yes , they may be a bit clumsy but we plan to add an extra plate of steel-aluminum armor should they be attacked. Also, as you can tell by the soles of their feet, they will have great speed on the ground. By my calculations, the adjustment should double their land speed. Unfortunately, it's main weakness will be in the air. We have booster packs to help, but they will take time to build, are difficult to maintain, and once more circumstances are limiting our capabilities for building them. I hope this will be in the far future, but when taking them into the air, use extra caution, especially over sea."
"Noted."
"Now, as for melee combat, it should still be fairly effective. It is equipped with the standard heat katana, and you'll find the joints are as swift as ever. For extra-range, we're making O-katanas for them as well." Todoh nodded in satisfaction. "And you are quite correct about the fins. However, should that 'weakness' be exploited...well, your attackers will be in for quite a surprise."
Todoh raised his eyebrow as he looked at the woman. "We haven't quite figured it out yet, but I promise, it will be good." she said, suppressing a maniacal laughter.
"I think these knightmares will make great additions to our cause." Kallen interrupted. "I always knew you were brilliant, Rakshata. Ever since you conceived the Guren."
"Some would call me mad...a common claim to knightmare engineers, I suppose." Rakshata sighed with sarcasm.
"Eccentric, maybe." CC spoke up. "But there's a difference." she said with confidence.
"A discussion for another time, I suppose." Rakshata waved it off. "But thank you for the kind words, Miss C2."
The blonde Indian led her charges further down the corridor. "Now, Kyoshiro-san. As you know, your original Gekka Custom was a prototype."
"It served me well." Todoh acknowledged. "I can't imagine what the upgrade would be like if my finest knightmare before it was just a test subject."
"Then you're going to love this." Rakshata grinned with anticipation.
She brought everyone to what would be Todoh's new personal knightmare. It looked very similar to the original Gekka custom. If there were any differences, most had not been added yet. But the one difference that was present were a pair of thrusters.
"So, this new knightmare of mine will be able to fly?" Todoh asked.
"Not just fly." Rakshata reprimanded him. "The Zangetsu Ikazuchi will be able to take you all the way to the stratosphere. It is also ice-proof, a standard precaution when journeying to high altitudes. Should we venture to the poles, that should also be a handy feature."
Rakshata brought up the Zangetsu Ikazuchi's data on the pad before continuing. "But that's just speculation. I figure combat would be your main concern. It will come with a long range sniper rifle built into the leg, perfect for taking out your enemies above the clouds. In addition, it will come with shoulder mounted machine guns and a beam shield. For melee combat, I've constructed a sword similar to the one before, but I've decided to add something."
She handed Todoh the pad. As he looked over it, his neutral face slowly turned into a grin. "I like it." he said, handing the pack. "The spear you're proposing also sounds like an excellent weapon."
Rakshata then frowned. "I should warn you, the downside to all these upgrades is that your new knightmare will be lighter on armor, and therefore defense."
"I always aim not to get hit." Todoh replied nonchalantly. "And it will take a knightmare close to this one's level to accomplish that."
"See to it that you do." Rakshata warned him. "And when you take damage, don't go blaming all your troubles on me." Todoh gave a slight nod in agreement.
Rakshata then turned to the Black Knights' ace, who seemed anxious to hear about her weapon. "And I'm sorry, Kallen, but we've barely got your knightmare out of the conception stages, and it will take longer than I originally thought." Though she didn't say it, it seemed she still had not forgiven Kallen for the loss of the original. Her extended estimate certainly implied it.
"I understand." Kallen sighed.
"However...I do have the data and blueprints on file. You can have a look at it if you wish."
Rakshata handed her a flash drive. "Thank you so much!" Kallen exclaimed, her eyes lighting up like a little girl getting a new doll.
"Go on; I guarantee you're going to love what I have in store for our little prodigy." Kallen placed it in her side pocket as she bowed, thanking her silently. "That's pretty much all I have to share at the moment." At this, Todoh also bowed, and went on his way.
"What about Zero-sama's unit?" Kallen asked.
"The blueprints are there, but we haven't even begun construction yet. When it's ready, I'll let him know." Rakshata replied.
"Of course. Thank you again, Rakshata." Kallen said. "You're about to outdo yourself again. I can feel it."
"Flattery is unnecessary, but appreciated." Rakshata replied jokingly as Kallen walked away.
"You're forgetting another knightmare." CC stated, not moving.
Though she didn't sound it, Rakshata guessed that she was annoyed at being left out. "Oh. That." Rakshata placed more tobacco in her pipe as she explained "Yes, it is an adequate knightmare. It's just...bland."
"Your are entitled to your own opinion, Rakshata. But we need all the resources we can get right now. I need you to see if you can upgrade it." CC reminded her.
Rakshata gave the "Joan" a look. "Sniper-type, right? Not a bad thing to have, but it's too specialized for long-range combat to my liking."
"Do what you can; until we regain our proper strength, I'm needed on the battlefield." CC said. "After all, I cannot die."
Rakshata lit her pipe and walked towards it. "I'll see what I can do." Rakshata said as she waved her off and blew a puff of smoke.
Back in Area 11, Milly had just stepped out of the shower. As she dried herself off, the phone rang. "Who in the world could that be at this hour?" she thought, irritated. Deciding that she did not have the patience for the phone to ring 3 more times to switch to the message machine, she opted to pick it up. "Hello?"
"Madam Prez?"
Milly was surprised enough to drop the towel as only one person ever called her that. "Rivalz?"
"Hey." he replied back in the phone. "I was just calling to...to...to see how you were holding up!"
Milly's shocked expression slowly began to turn into a slight smile. "I'm doing better, thanks for asking Rivalz." Milly replied as she went to pick up her towel.
"I...I know you've been in a funk over what's happened to Shirley. I don't blame you; I just don't think..."
"That Shirley would want to see me like this?" Milly grinned slightly at the silence on the other line. "Oh, come now!" she teased the boy. "What else were you going to say?"
"But I wanted to be the one to tell you..." Rivalz groaned on the other line.
"Well..." Milly began as she reached for her robe, starting to feel naked in front of Rivalz himself as they were talking. "...I admit, it took me a while to realize that myself. And, you helped me a little bit along the way." Rivalz was, once again, speechless. "I know I was...well, combative when you tried to cheer me up. But, for what it's worth, it got me going in the right direction. So...for that, thanks." Milly was glad that Rivalz could not see the blush on her face.
"It seems a couple of other things are bothering you." Rivalz stated.
"Like what?" Milly asked out of curiosity.
"Well...first, let's get the sensitive one out of the way. Lelouch. Do you...do you really think he would do that to Shirley?"
Milly paused for a minute. "I don't like to admit it, but they have video evidence..." she sighed.
"But do YOU think he really did it?" Rivalz asked.
Milly had to pause to push down her base emotions and think logically. "No. I honestly can't believe it." Milly said. "No matter how much I go over the physical evidence, it just didn't fit. Lelouch was always friendly with Shirley, even though he was never interested in a relationship. And if Shirley did something to upset him, he would have simply walked away."
"Not to mention Lelouch is not the most physical person I know." Rivalz added. "Just throwing a couple of punches would have tired him out, and I doubt anything he could dish out would be effective. There's no way he would be capable of beating a fit teenager to death."
Milly paused for a moment. "You're right...I can't believe I missed that..."
"And it worries me that the police did not show us her body. They claim they cremated her immediately, but for a criminal case, that makes no sense. Either someone screwed up big time...or they don't have her..."
"Yeah...you're right." Milly agreed. She slowly sat down on the bathroom floor as she made herself as comfortable as possible. The enormity of what Rivalz was implying was overwhelming, but once he explained himself, she couldn't help but be drawn in. "But you don't think there's some kind of...conspiracy against Lelouch?"
"It's crazy, I know." Rivalz agreed. "But I can't make sense of anything else. But if I'm right...then why?" Milly couldn't offer a reply. "Sorry, prez. I just needed someone to talk to...to get this off my chest."
"I understand." Milly agreed. "Listen, thanks for calling, Rivalz. But I need to rest. I'll see you tomorrow."
"Understood, prez."
"Oh, and by the way: you don't have to refer to me as president anymore. I resigned from the student council." Milly told him with a hint of sadness.
"What!?" he nearly shouted.
"I needed some time to think. And I can't live up to my responsibilities in the state I'm in now." she began to explain. "So..."
"You don't have to explain." Rivalz said. "I understand. Good night...Milly."
"Good night, Rivalz." Milly stood and hung up the phone.
She then walked to her room, looking out the window. "Oh Shirley...I miss you so much. You, and Lelouch." she thought, pressing her hand against the window. "Please Lelouch...whatever happened...come home..."
"And so, within this week, you will be discharged from this assignment, Miss Nu..." a computerized voice said from a monitor transmitting to Area 11.
"Thank you, my lord." Villetta bowed, even though the screen had no face for her to see. "If I may ask, may I be returning to active field duty?" The whole point of her assignment was to insure she was still a Britannian, both in heart and in blood.
"We'll see." the unknown voice said. "There are some...concerns."
"With all due respect sir, Lamperouge was Rolo's responsibility once his Geass awakened. My assignment was to merely monitor him, and in that sense I feel I've fulfilled my duty. As for his elimination, I've done everything I could. There were some unforeseen complications, even with Rolo's help. I've made sure that he at least had nowhere to go..."
"Except back to the Black Knights." her superior answered. "While the outcome was unlikely, we have foreseen it. And your task was to prevent it."
"F-forgive me, my lord, I-"
"While it is unknown how much of a threat the Black Knights are to the empire given the circumstances, this is an unnecessary thorn in his excellency's side. Moreover, there has been some concern regarding your relationship with the eleven known as Kaname Ohgi..."
I was in the middle of a bout of amnesia!" Villetta shouted. "I was not aware of what I was doing..."
"Regardless, you should have figured out that you were a Britannian and the Elevens were the enemy, even if you didn't remember being a Britannian officer specifically. What's more, we already found incriminating evidence of you fornicating with this individual, and it was only because he fell in love with you were you able to get close to him and arrest him." Silence echoed on both ends. "Your silence suggests you don't regret it."
Villetta tried to make a retort, but the words wouldn't form. "Sir...I swear, I only have the empire's best interest at heart...I'm part of the purist faction for crying out loud..." she desperately pleaded.
"Were." her superior corrected her. "Even if your heart is with them now, returning to your party may cause...complications." Villetta tightly gripped the pistol she kept under her drawer. "I'll see what can be done." her superior said. "In the meantime, I suggest you take a long rest." The signal was suddenly cut off.
"BASTARD!" Villetta fired several rounds into the computer screen, ruining it beyond repair. Once her clip emptied, she continued pulling the trigger, desperately hoping there would be one left. As soon she came off her initial tantrum, she backed away, into the wall and slumped back down onto the floor. Then, she started crying. "What am I doing?" She dedicated her whole life to the military...her incident with Ohgi was a mistake, but given the circumstances, surely they could let it slide...they told her the whole point of this assignment was to help restore her rank and honor in society, and now they were throwing her away...
That was when she had just realized something; she couldn't believe she did not consider the possibility before. Quickly, she ran to the bedroom and pulled out her luggage. She haphazardly started packing her necessities, hoping she would have enough time. She didn't know how she knew, but she had a bad feeling that she was running on borrowed time, assuming she even had time.
The door to Villetta's bedroom slowly creaked open. If viewed from a screen, one would notice a red light suddenly envelope the room and contract as soon as it came. Suddenly, Rolo burst in and fired several rounds into the bed. When he noticed not one drop of blood stained the sheets, he ran over and pulled them off. All his bullets hit were a few pillows and the mattress, feathers flying into the air when he pulled the sheets away. "Damn!"
Rolo immediately pulled out his cell and dialed a number. "She escaped!" he informed his superior. "We should have known she would try something like this!"
"It matters not." the voice on the other line said. "Either way, she's out of the picture for now, and she has no one to turn to. Begin your 'transfer' now; I think it's time we took you off this 'little brother' assignment and return to your role as an assassin."
"Understood." Rolo hung up, and ran out the door before the police could respond.
On the tropical island of Area 7, also known as Hawaii, a maid inside a pristine mansion took a break from her normal duties to answer the doorbell that had rung. "Coming." she replied pleasantly. She looked through the key hole, and smiled. Most Britannians would have been horrified at the sight beyond the door, especially in high-class houses such as this. She was once before. But after getting to know the person, she knew he was one to be respected and a likable person to boot, despite his ethnicity.
She opened the door and greeted the visitor with a smile. "Sir Kuurugi! Welcome!"
Suzaku smiled back, bowing politely. "It is good to see you again, Ms. Brisbee. Is the mistress home?"
"Yes, of course. I'll go get her for you..."
"That won't be necessary." Suzaku interrupted as he helped himself inside. "If you'll let me, I'll escort myself in. I take it she's in the garden?"
As they walked down together, the maid replied "Yes. I don't know how she can enjoy it given her condition, but I can tell she's happy when she's out there."
"Must be the fresh air." Suzaku commented as he and the maid walked towards the back of the mansion.
As she opened the door to the garden, Brisbee called out to her mistress. "Lady Nunnally! You have a visitor!"
A gold, electronic wheelchair spun to face them and reveal a young, brunette girl. She was clearly paralyzed from the waist down, and left her eyes closed. Suzaku would always feel his heart fall as well as warm whenever he saw Nunnally; he would do anything for the gods if it meant she could see and walk again. "Nunnally. It's been too long." he said sadly.
Nunnally's face slowly curved into a smile. "Suzaku! I'm so glad you came!"
Suzaku walked over and gave his adopted sister a hug. "I'm sorry I couldn't come by sooner. I've been very busy."
As both released their hold on one another, Suzaku guided Nunnally to the patio table. "Ms. Brisbee, would it be too much trouble if we requested two cups of tea?" Most noble Britannians would have simply ordered their servants, but Nunnally, like Euphemia, would always ask her servants as if they were equals.
"Not at all, my lady." Brisbee smiled and bowed. "I'll get to it right away."
"Thank you so much!" Nunnally replied.
She and Suzaku began with small talk as they sipped away at their tea. Suzaku took a look at the garden that spanned towards the beach. Roses and other flowers grew in the landscape in intricate patterns, creating a beautiful scene. Suzaku pitied her all the more, as he knew she may never lay eyes on it. "Lelouch...your anger over your sister is understandable...but..."
"Suzaku?"
Nunnally brought the foreign knight out of his thoughts. "Yes, Nunnally?"
"You still haven't found Lelouch?"
Suzaku had to choose his words carefully; Nunnally had an uncanny ability to tell when someone was lying. Thankfully, he had a lot of practice around her. While he could not outright lie to her, he could hide some aspects of the truth. "I can't say with 100% certainty. But I think I've got a good lead back in Area 11. I'll be heading over there and investigate it in a few days."
Nunnally's smile became somewhat sad. As happy as she was that Suzaku was trying to find Lelouch, she was worried about being let down again. "I know you're doing your best, Suzaku." she said, smiling but sad inside.
"I promise you, I won't give up." Suzaku said, clasping her hands.
Nunnally's sad smile then went away to give a look of surprise. "But that's not the reason you're here."
"No...there's more." Suzaku confirmed. "The real reason I'm going back home is because I've been ordered to by Prince Schneizel. Zero...or someone masquerading as him anyway, has appeared. I'll be returning home to investigate where the Black Knights have gone and restore order to the area."
"I see." Nunnally replied, somewhat disappointed. "You have your duties; I understand..."
"There's more to it though." Suzaku interrupted her. "Because of Zero's 'resurrection', Schneizel believes that the Japanese may go into civil unrest because of the mistakes made in the past. That's why he wanted you to come to Area 11 with me and become it's new viceroy."
Nunnally, despite her always closed eyes, looked stunned. "M-me? But, I'm so young..."
Suzaku gave her a genuine smile. "Your sister wasn't much older than you when she took the responsibility. And she was doing a great job, too! If there's one thing both she and you share...neither of you looked at those that were different and thought of them as inferior." Suzaku gently cupped the disabled teen's hands. "Though this was an order from Schneizel, if you don't want this, I won't force you to. I'll simply call your brother and speak on your behalf. I'll stand by you, no matter what."
Suzaku observed the girl carefully. As he expected, she was hesitant. But she seemed to want the job too, to make a difference. Nunnally, despite her needs wanted to return the kindness she received back to the world. "May I have a day or two to think about this?" she finally replied.
"Of course, Nunnally." Suzaku answered.
Days had passed, the Shitora had just entered the Indonesian sea, north of New Guinea. They were lucky to escape detection so far. But they were having another problem: rations. Zero had calculated what the Black Knights would need to survive the journey, and rationed food accordingly. However, there was a difference between eating three meals a day and getting by on the bare essentials, as one soldier brought up.
"Come on!" a young man, probably not even the same age as Kallen, complained to the cook. "Just one more! I'm starving here!" he pleaded as he smacked his tray on the rail.
"Hey, I'm just following orders!" The cook shouted. "And quit acting like you're a special case! Everyone here's going through the same as you, now be a man and deal with it like everyone else!"
"Bullshit! I bet you've been sneaking in some scraps here and there!" the soldier suddenly accused.
"What!" the cook responded. "You're crazy!"
The offender just lost it there and pounced on the cook across the counter. A riot was only one second from being created, but one voice silenced them all. "ENOUGH!"
Everyone parted for Zero to walk in, as he observed the soldier's behavior (who also froze upon seeing the sight of Zero). "Disgraceful. We are on the run, trying to get stronger, and THIS is how you take out your anger? On each other?" He turned to the rest of the army. "Rest assured, I am doing all I can to rectify our food problem, and have not allowed myself any special privileges." He then looked at the offender. "What is your name?"
"Uh...uh...Shiro. Shiro Keitaro. I'm a private...Zero-sama."
Though it was hard to tell given his mask, his body language suggested that Zero was unimpressed. "I see. I'm sorry I had to meet you under these circumstances. Solitary Confinement for two days. Perhaps doing nothing will help with deal with his hunger."Two soldiers proceeded to escort him to the brig. Everyone else stared at Zero in silence."The rest of you, enjoy your meals in piece. We cannot afford to fight amongst ourselves in such desperate times."
Zero exited the cafeteria, satisfied as he heard the shuffling of plates and chopsticks as the soldiers resumed their feeding, and proceeded down the hall to where he wanted to go. "Zero-sama." Kallen briskly walked up to him. "Did you mean what you said? You know, you don't have to put yourself through the same suffering as-"
"Yes, I do." Zero replied back.
There was more to the conversation then it seemed; Kallen was still trying to protect Lelouch Lamperouge, the one underneath the mask. And she didn't believe he was ready to face the hardships of an underground guerrilla force. "With all due respect, sir, we need you in working condition. If you can't lead, that will be a problem for all of us."
"But if I allow myself special privileges, then the others will lose trust in me when I barely have it as it is. That is also something we cannot afford."
Kallen decided to let it go. "Seriously, though, how are you holding up?" she asked, this time as a friend, not a soldier.
Zero only sighed in response."Well, it may not mean much coming from me, but I was sorely tempted to do what that one did." he replied honestly.
Finally, they reached the knightmare hangar. "Well, at least I'll have something to distract me with." he thought. Rakshata had given word that construction on Kallen's knightmare had officially begun and both were invited to see them.
Once there, they found Rakshata and CC looking over a clipboard of data. They could see the former had dark circles under her eyes; perhaps taking her mind off hunger was the reason she forced herself to get the knightmare done. CC turned to see the two approach them."I hope you have found a Pizza Hut somewhere out in this ocean." she dryly commented, suffering more from withdrawal symptoms than actual hunger.
"Please, C2. Unlike you, some of us actually do have to worry about dying from starvation." Zero replied in what many would think of as a rare bout of sarcasm.
CC's face briefly flashed a look of annoyance, if not anger. "I figured you would be used to it." she whispered.
"There is a difference between living off scraps and rationing meals that are actually good for you." Zero shot back. "Neither is ideal, but at least you don't have to risk poisoning yourself with the latter."
The two decided to end it at that as Rakshata turned to address them. "Ah, there you are. The knightmare isn't close to finished yet, but I figured you would like a sneak peek, yes?"
"If you would be so kind, Rakshata-san." Zero replied.
Rakshata hit the switch and the knightmare behind her were bathed in light. "I think it will be important to talk about the sword of our champion, even if it's not finished." she said, regarding Kallen. "As you have no doubt gathered from the data, this is the Guren Sankami."
From what Kallen could see, it didn't look much different from the original Guren at the moment. She figured any additional cosmetic changes would become apparent with time. Besides, she couldn't tell anything about it when the lower half was missing altogether. "We've managed to get it 30% complete; good enough for...god forbid...defending us against an attack right now if we plugged it into the ship's power supply."
Kallen nodded. "I'm sure with Zero-sama's tactics, it won't come to that. I understand that you gave the Guren some adjustments based on Shinto's 3 gods?"
"Yes. I figure it would be fitting for Japan's ultimate knightmare. Unfortunately, at the moment, we only have one feature available, that based on Tsukiyomi."
"The goddess of the moon..." Kallen whispered in awe.
"Rakshata, I'm sure you're doing everything you can to complete the knightmares." Zero interrupted. "And as fascinating as the technical data is, you've already shared the basics with us; showing us the incomplete frames is, at the moment, pointless. I believe there is some issue with the construction of these knightmares, correct? Isn't that the real reason you requested my presence?"
Kallen only stared at how Lelouch, the man underneath the mask, really was as astute as the real Zero. "By all means, he shouldn't..."
Rakshata took another puff from her pipe. "Observant as usual. Truth be told, we're almost out of supplies. We don't have enough armor plating and circutry to complete our forces. What's more, our main power supply..."
"Sakuradite." Zero said. "So only a few of our knightmares can even move."
"Yes. And we don't even have enough to make it last. If we're attacked..."
"Rakshata, I assure you, I am doing everything I can to make sure we are not caught."
Rakshata looked at him dryly. "But that's not a guarantee, is it?" Zero remained silent. Rakshata inhaled her pipe and spoke once more. "I am sure you know what you're doing. But let me remind you, we are sailing enemy seas. I figured you were heading towards Australia, correct?"
"Yes."
"A neutral country. Yes, I understand. A big risk, but it might be worth it." she noted.
"The Shitora is radar-proof and has a sonar cloaking system." Zero said defensively. "We will not be detected unless we actually show ourselves to the enemy."
"Do not underestimate the empire; they will always advance their technology, and they will not show their breakthroughs until it is too late." Rakshata warned him, stern and blunt.
Zero seemed to pause for a minute. "You are truly wise, Rakshata. I will most certainly take your words into consideration; all I can promise you is that I'm taking all the necessary precautions during our venture."
"And the problem at hand?"
"Part of the purpose of our journey is to fix that. If the crew does not resort to cannabalism, it should be solved soon." he replied dryly, remembering the sight before him earlier.
"See to it that you do; I'd hate to see my children aborted before they have a chance to make themselves a place in the world."
"I'll see to it, Rakshata. That, I promise." Zero and Kallen walked away, as they silently mouthed their shock and confusion at Rakshata's disturbing analogy.
Todoh took a moment to inspect the bridge. Finding nothing wrong, he steeled himself for a moment and looked over an old photo, back when he was a part of the JLF. It was one of himself and the Four Holy Swords;Chiba, Asahina, Senba and Urabe. As was expected of military officers at the time, all four were emotionless, but if one was a warrior like they were, they could see the pride swelling in their eyes. Then, his eyes turned to Urabe. Kallen was the one who informed him Urabe died during the mission to retrieve Zero. While Todoh did not outwardly show it, like any good samurai, he was saddened by the loss. And uncertain if it was even necessary.
"He was a good man."
Todoh looked over his shoulder to catch Ohgi, still in the captain's chair,i looking at his photo over the veteran's shoulder. "Shouldn't you be looking for trouble?" Todoh asked, trying to change the subject as he stashed the photo into his chest pocket.
"First, I'm not the one to be looking out for trouble, that's the job of the technicians; I'm just the one who decides how we respond. And even if it was, that would mean it's your job too. Why else would you be on this bridge, general?" Ohgi retorted.
Todoh, realizing he could not hide anything from Ohgi, relented. "A samurai is expected to die on the battlefield, even welcome death." He breathed deeply. "We were trained to prepare for it, and accept it. However, as a soldier under my command, I feel responsible for preventing that kind of outcome with any of my subordinates."
"You don't approve of how he died, do you?" Ohgi asked, implying their mistrust of Zero.
"Hard to say." was Todoh's response. "Only time will tell if it was a good death. I only wish that if he had to die, it could have been the four of us together. That way, he wouldn't be alone at least."
"Such is the nature of the Four Holy Swords I suppose." Ohgi kept to himself. "Well, general, I hate to be blunt, but have you thought about a replacement?"
"A little." Todoh answered reluctantly. "But we haven't had time to evaluate the new recruits, and I doubt we'll have the time to train them as well. Even if we did, there's no guarantee that they could reach our standards. If someone is to take Urabe's place, they better be damn special."
"What about Kallen?" Ohgi asked. "She's always been an exceptional fighter, both in and out a knightmare. I think she would make a great addition to the swords."
"The thought certainly crossed my mind." Todoh confirmed. "And I couldn't agree more with you. But as long as we are all Black Knights, she is part of Zero's personal guard. She belongs there. Besides, with this fragile trust we have going around, I need someone close to him to make sure he lives up to his responsibilities."
Ohgi sighed, knowing he was right. "True enough. A shame." Ohgi looked back at the technicians when one of them seemed to react to something on the radar. "Everything alright there?" he asked, making sure to stay one step ahead of the game.
"Yes sir." the technician in question reported. "It was just a piece of debris; I'm guessing wreckage from a ship during one of the old wars. We just happened to have crossed it's path, and no damage has been reported on the hull, as it was only as large as a small book shelf. It's nothing."
"Keep your eyes open." Ohgi commanded the technician. "We can't afford to get careless."
"Yes sir."
"Sir!"
Within the same sea, on another submarine, a platoon of the Britannian navy went about their patrol. At the beginning of the day, it looked as though it would be fairly routine, but today, it seemed that something got their attention.
"What is it?" the commander, a man with a graying blonde beard asked.
"One of our probes had a collision with an object. Judging by the size and impact force, we have reason to believe it is another submarine."
The captain looked at the findings on the radar. "Have other submarines been authorized to be deployed in this area?"
"No sir. Central Command has made it clear we are to be the only naval fleet in this part of the sea throughout the duration of our patrol." his lieutenant responded.
"Perhaps the Chinese, then?" the commander speculated.
"Negative, sir. The Federation was explicitly ordered to inform us of any under sea activity and obtain prior approval, sir."
The captain pushed his cap slightly up, allowing everyone to have a look of his eyes. "Well, this has certainly gotten interesting. Prepare to pursue and engage; I believe we have an intruder in these waters."
"Yes, my lord!" The crew got to work, pushing the submarine full speed ahead.
"Let's see what we've caught in our little web..." the captain smiled.
"C2." Kallen suddenly said, not bothering to look at her friend.
"Yes?" the immortal replied, just staring at the ceiling as her friend was.
"I've been meaning to ask you...about whatever Lelouch went through." CC remained silent; Kallen learned from their year together that was her way of saying continue. "You said the emperor brainwashed him, turned him into something he wasn't. A geass...like Lelouch has."
"Something like that." CC replied. "I don't know the specifics of Charles' Geass. But evidently, he can alter a person's memories. What's your point?"
Kallen huffed. "My POINT, is why? Though you couldn't restore him like you thought you could, you did unlock his Geass. He had to know that was a possibility, and yet no ruler in his right mind would take that kind of risk. By all means, Britannian or not, he should have executed him as soon as Lelouch was presented to him. Yet he spared him. The question is, why?"
"You seem to be on the right track, Kouzuki." CC stretched her arms and kicked her legs out. "But that's as far as I can take you."
Kallen looked away and sighed in defeat. "Somehow, Lelouch is connected to the emperor. The question is how, and how did it lead to this?"
"It certainly seems contradictory." Both girls looked up from the bed to see Lelouch still working on his computer, not even bothering to turn around. "I remember seeing the emperor himself give speeches." he explained as he typed away. "He never liked the idea of compassion, only strength. I know politicians are usually not as they present themselves, but once you come out as that cold, that's as real as it gets. I doubt he has a heart. Which means he had some reason for keeping me...well, Zero, I guess...alive. Something beneficial to him."
Before the trio could deliberate any further, they suddenly felt the whole submarine shake. "We're under attack!" Kallen shouted.
Lelouch hesitated for a moment, but quickly pulled himself together. "Kallen, CC! Go join Ohgi and the others on the bridge! I'll meet you there in just a minute!
Lelouch was now fully dressed as Zero, and walked at a brisk pace down to the bridge, but did not run like the other soldiers did. If asked, he would say that it was not to make the others panic. Truth was, he did not want to reveal his lack of athleticism. Finally, he reached the bridge. "Report." was his only order as his soldiers looked up to him, expecting a marvelous plan.
"What we felt were warning shots." Ohgi informed him. "It seems we ran afoul of a Britannian submarine. Patrolling this area, no doubt."
"I was told our submarine is radar proof." Zero said irritably. "Any thoughts on how they found us?"
" That will have to wait." Todoh interrupted. "Now that we've been found out, we need to either find a way to escape or to fight back. Right now, neither option seems feasible." He than looked over to a blinking light. "They're sending us a message."
Without waiting for an order, one of the technicians opened the channel and played it. "This is a message from Britannian Navy Squadron 13. You are trespassing in occupied waters. I repeat, you are trespassing. Surrender now, and we will escort you to our base where you will be interrogated. Failure to comply will result in your vessel's destruction."
Inside his helmet, Lelouch was panicking. He knew he would be put to the test as Zero, the ultimate strategist eventually...but not this soon! "Think! Think! There must be a way out of this..."
"What is our status? Is there any way we can fight back?" Zero asked. It appeared to be a valid question from a commander, but in truth that was just his way of buying time and hope one of his soldiers would have an idea.
"None of our knightmares are ready." CC informed him. "And even if we managed to get them going, none of them are designed for underwater combat."
"And the Shitora? Any torpedoes?"
"We have a few." Todoh confirmed. "But I wouldn't recommend using them; in this situation, we're more likely to miss our target, and even if we did hit them, I'd imagine just that one wouldn't be enough to take them out. If you've any other ideas, I suggest we use those first before resorting to fighting."
Zero nodded. "It looks bad." CC noted immediately before giving Zero a chance to speak. "They've caught us with our pants down. We just may have to surrender and hope they'll be lenient."
As the rest of the crew shouted in an uproar at CC's remark, Lelouch silently thanked CC for the hint. "Surrender...and take what we need..."
"C2 is right." Everyone suddenly got quiet as Zero spoke. "We will have to trick our enemy into believing we are surrendering."
"How!?" Ohgi shouted. "Once they figure out we're the Black Knights, they'll run us through!"
"Then let's make it a point not to let them know that." Zero said. "We are in the middle of a crisis; we have little food and weapons. We must take this opportunity to turn our current predicament into a blessing. C2! Kallen! I'll need you both with me on this!"Lelouch and his female duo immediately exited the bridge.
"How do you think he's going to pull it off?" Chiba asked Todoh, more nervous about his plans than usual.
"I don't know...but I'll find out somehow..." the samurai answered.
"I'm sorry; how are we going to do this again!?" Kallen asked, wanting to trust Lelouch while her instincts were setting off all kinds of alarms.
The two entered his private quarters where he took off his mask and began to discard his cape. "It's as I said; we surrender." Lelouch replied, not a touch of nervousness in his voice. "Once we get inside, I'll use my geass." Lelouch then walked over to the closet and opened it.
"But you can't Geass the entire crew!" Kallen exclaimed. "One of them is bound to kill you before you can accomplish that!"
"I'm not going alone." Lelouch replied. "You and C2 are going to help as well." he said as he continued searching for something. "And if I single them out, one at a time, my chances of getting caught will be reduced dramatically."
"It figures." Kallen rolled her eyes. Deciding that his mind was made up, and the fact that they had a time limit, she relented. "Okay; I'll do anything you ask."
"Good." Lelouch said as he continued digging through the closet. "You'll be required to wear that Bunny Suit again..."
"WHAT!?" Kallen shrieked.
"That was a joke." Lelouch replied, smirking slightly at her. Kallen only fumed at him. "Ah ha. Here they are." Lelouch then grabbed some Britannian military uniforms. "When CC and I infiltrated their ranks during your execution, she had me order a couple to lend us their uniforms. She even took some from the base she had escaped from earlier."
Kallen held one up as she observed it. "Impressive...but these aren't my size..."
"Sorry, but it wasn't shopping spree that I went on." CC interrupted. " If they don't fit us now, we're going to have to make them fit us."
"True enough." Kallen conceded. "So, you're going to order the crew to forget they ever saw us?" she asked Lelouch.
"Something like that." Lelouch replied as he fiddled with his uniform. "But I have something else in mind as well..."
"Have they responded yet?" the commander of the opposing sub asked, eying his watch. Most intruders who had nothing to hide would have complied as soon as the warning was issued.
"Not yet sir." a technician answered. "Wait...we're getting something."
"Finally." The captain's patience was wearing thin. "What do they have to say for themselves?"
"They say they are a secret Britannian navy fleet conducting experiments. They wish for our captains to meet on the surface and forgo the base." he reported. "I don't like the sound of that. We should have clearance to be informed of such things."
The commander stroked his beard. "Curious. It doesn't sound likely...but it is plausible. Tell them to surface within 5 minutes. And I want everyone armed and ready."
"Yes, my lord." the communications officer responded.
"Permission to speak, sir." a female officer addressed her captain.
"Speak, Lieutenant."
"I'm not sure this is the wisest course of action, sir. It could very well be a trap." she answered.
"I'm well aware of that, Lieutenant. And I'm inclined to agree with you." he sighed.
"Then why accept their invitation?" the officer asked.
"Politics can be a more dangerous enemy than a gun, and any mistakes made on our part will ruin all of us. It's best to take their word for it and prepare for the worst instead of taking preemptive action. If the emperor really is involved, I'd rather not incur his wrath."
"I'm sorry, sir, but I can't agree to that." the woman officer responded.
"Maybe someday, you'll understand." her commander sighed.
Soon, both subs broke the surface of the ocean. One remained still, while the other inched ever closer to it. Representatives from both parties ascended onto their platforms. The captain of the patrolling sub couldn't quite put his finger on it, but something was most definitely wrong. "Still, I better follow through."
Then, he caught site of the captain and his crew of the strange sub. The commanding officer stood to greet him, flanked by two female subordinates. The commanding officer seemed to be quite young, judging by his face and height. "I guess some guys really do have all the luck." The officer next to him was a female redhead. He couldn't figure out why, but she seemed rather exotic looking. A half-breed, perhaps? The other was a short woman with blond hair. And though their uniforms looked authentic, it seemed they belonged in the army rather than the navy. Not only that, but the uniforms didn't seem to fit right on the other two. But they were definitely authentic Britannian military uniforms. Deciding he would question them about it later, he observed two male officers behind them, armed with machine guns to see him off. One with blonde hair long enough to hide his eyes, the other with reddish orange hair tied in a pony tail. They looked like genuine Britannians from where he was standing. Finally, he decided it was time for introductions. "I am Captain Ahab of Naval Fleet 14." he saluted them.
"Captain Lewis Charlemagne. I wish I could tell you the details of my fleet, sir." the small captain saluted.
Ahab didn't buy it; his voice sounded too forced. As if he was trying to sound older. "Maybe he really is as young as he looks." He didn't bring that up, and said instead "I find it hard to believe you are whom you claim. Our fleet is rather high up the chain of command; chances are we would have heard of you."
"Of that, I have no doubt." Lewis acknowledged. "But our orders come from Prince Schneizel and the Emperor himself; that is why we could not inform you of our arrival."
"We shall see." Ahab responded. "I'd like to request you come aboard. It will be best if we sort this out while you are aboard my submarine. If your sub moves, we'll send it down to the coral below."
"You should know, the emperor and his son are rather hard to reach." Lewis responded.
"I imagine there will be someone taking messages for them. The sooner, all the better."
Lewis relented, and came aboard on his side, followed by his two female officers. Ahab then ordered a couple of his own men to keep an eye out on the other sub. Soon, they went down below.
Todoh sweated nervously under his blonde wig, making sure not to look at the other two directly in the eyes...least they see his. "They better not try to speak." Even though they were soldiers under strict orders, he imagined that they would start up some kind of conversation. It would be problematic if Todoh had to speak...though his english was perfect, his accent was way too thick.
"So, how long have you been out here?" one soldier asked him directly.
"Shit." Todoh decided not to answer and just stared straight ahead, hoping they would ignore him.
"I said, how long you been out here?" the soldier repeated, only to get the same response from Todoh.
"Hey! You daft or somethn'!?" his friend rudely inquired. "My friend here asked you a question, soldier! Now speak up!"
"Don't mind him, sir." Diethard, the one with the orange wig, spoke up for Todoh. "He's kind of a prick; just too devoted to his duty."
"Oh, one of those guys, eh?" The soldier and his companion chuckled. "Like Pendragon's royal guards? The ones where you can screw around with their personal space and they won't lift a finger to stop you unless they perceive you as a threat?"
"Pretty much." Diethard answered. "Though his patience is rather thin. One poor fool made funny faces at him and then he knocked the bastard out."
If there was ever an occasion Todoh was grateful for a Britannian serving among their ranks...and so far he couldn't think of any before hand...he was glad Dietrich was there to keep them occupied. He only hoped he could keep this up for Zero to do whatever he needed to do.
"Your subordinates will remain outside." Ahab informed Lewis as they approached what looked like an interrogation room.
"Understood." Lelouch looked back to Kallen and CC, both ready to play their roles. However, they would not act until he fulfilled his end of the plan. Ahab opened the door, and Lelouch stepped inside.
The room was empty, save for a large table and two chairs at each end. Lelouch took his seat as Ahab sealed the door shut. "This room is completely soundproof; no one passing by will be able to eavesdrop on our conversation, not even those subordinates of yours." Ahab then took his seat across from Lelouch.
"But I'd imagine there are security cameras, yes?"
"Of course." Ahab replied. "Video and audio. We'd be fools not to have it; my men are recording every move you make. I'll decide what we can discard...and what to keep."
"Well, that's just perfect." Lelouch thought, even though he anticipated that. He would have to be as discrete as possible. He rehearsed the possibilities in his head, but making the right choices when they were about to happen was an entirely different matter.
"Hot in here?" Ahab questioned as he got himself comfortable and observed his subject from across the table.
He must have noticed Lelouch break into a cold sweat. "I perspire easily; it's rather embarrassing, really." Lelouch hoped that sounded convincing. Now he only hoped the captain would allow him time to think up a command without giving himself away.
"Let's get down to business, shall we?" Ahab asked as he took out a pencil and paper. "Could you please tell me your name again?" The first few questions felt more like a standard interview. That gave him at least some time to think about things.
Finally, they got to the "classified" parts. "So, what exactly is your mission here?" Ahab asked. "And no more of this classified crap; that's not going to fly. Not on my ship."
"Of course." Lelouch and Kallen devised a story to use beforehand, but not nearly enough time to practice it. Still, it was all they had to go on, and Lelouch had to make the best of it.
"My crew is part of Schneizel's weapons development team. We're testing new sonar weapons."
"Sonar?" Ahab asked.
"Yes. As you know, the navy's sonar has been known to be so powerful it can even rupture the internal organs of whales. His highness thought it would be beneficial if we could take that concept and weaponize it." He heard rumors that the sonar the navy used was the cause of damaging large marine life, but he never took the time to fact check it, which in Britannia was nearly impossible.
"That certainly sounds like an interesting idea." Ahab agreed. "But how would sonar penetrate a metal submarine to such an effect?"
"I think our technicians would better be able to answer that; I only follow the orders handed down to me by the prince." Lelouch answered, hoping to redirect the questions.
"Fair enough." Ahab agreed. "But surely, there must be many places in the sea to run such tests. Why here, without our consent?"
Lelouch hoped the captain didn't notice his nervous twitch. "We were originally assigned to conduct these tests in the Bering Strait. However, due to recent events in Area 11, his highness thought it would be more interesting to test it out on potential enemies. If they were successful, great. If not, then he was sure your crew would be able to deal with those foul Black Knights."
Ahab continued to write down everything he said. "Interesting. Your story may have merit. However...from what I've heard, Prince Schneizel is more of a pragmatist. He doesn't use weapons of questionable efficacy without proper testing, and makes sure all of his tools will do exactly what they're meant to do. Once he sets his eyes on prey, no matter the back up, he is said to make sure everything at his disposal is effective. Has that...changed recently?"
It was then Lelouch realized he may have blown it.
Kallen and CC stood outside the door as other guards watched them. Neither could hear Lelouch on the other side of the door, which troubled them. Kallen also had to restrain herself from crushing one of the soldier's privates when he flirted with her. She glanced to CC, who only glanced back. Unlike her, her eyes showed confidence. "Believe in him, Kallen. Believe in him just as I do."
Lelouch did his best to remain passive, despite the implied accusation. "I believe you on the Prince's normal behavior. But his highness is an individual just like anyone else; sometimes they go against their nature and usual patterns." he explained.
"Perhaps." Ahab agreed. "But if that's true, from what I hear, this would be the first time for him."
Lelouch knew he had to get away from the subject of Schneizel. Not only did he have to use his power to make him let them go, but also let him take some supplies. And to do all that, he had to Geass him. However, it wasn't that easy; whatever he chose to say, he needed to be as subtle as possible. "Think..."
"Well, I suppose we can make a call to the prince and have this sorted out..." Ahab began.
Lelouch nearly yelled no, but held himself back. "That won't be necessary." he instead said calmly. "It would actually be rather embarrassing if you informed him; we weren't supposed to be seen by anybody..."
"No helping that now, is there?" Ahab asked, his voiced raised the slightest to convey a threat underneath his statement. "You can either stay here while we escort your crew back to base, or we can squeeze as many of your crew into the brig as we can. And trust me when I say, we'll have to deal with those we can't fit. Your call."
Lelouch sighed. "Okay...I guess we'll have to go ahead and...OW!" Lelouch suddenly bent over and clutched his eye.
"Hey!" Ahab called, now suddenly concerned. "You ok?"
"I'm fine." Lelouch grunted. "My contact lenses sometimes act up!" he hissed. "Come on, take the bait..."
"You sure?" Ahab asked, as he crouched over to him. "I can get a medic..."
Lelouch would've grinned like a predator about to make a sure kill if it wouldn't break character. "It's alright, really. In fact...I've another idea on how to work this debacle out."
"Oh?" Ahab asked skeptically.
Lelouch's contact lens fell into his palm, and he looked into the captain's eyes. "Yes! Do it quick!" "I was wondering if maybe you can show us around the ship. Would you mind doing everything that I asked until we're ready to leave?"
There was a delay in his response, but in a second his eyes glowed a faint magenta and he said. "No. There is no problem at all."
Lelouch could only smile. "Glad to hear that. To start, can you bring me out to my escorts?"
"What?" one of the cameramen asked his colleague, unable to believe what he was seeing. "What the hell is the captain doing?"
"I guess we'll find out." the other one said, equally baffled as he quickly patted his sidearm to make sure it was still there.
Within a minute, the door swished open. Not only were Ahab and Lelouch there, but CC and Kallen were as well. "At ease, men." Ahab said to the security crew as he entered the room. "Captain Charlemagne here simply wants a tour of the ship until he's ready to leave."
Kallen and CC backed up against the wall as the soldiers stepped forward to address the captain. "This is highly irregular, sir. Why would you do such a thing?"
"I think it's best if you ask me." Lelouch stepped forward. "But first..." He looked at both of them straight in the eye as the sigil in his own came to life. "...here are your orders."
The two soldiers relaxed, their hands dropping from their side arms. "You and your captain are to take us on a tour and do anything we ask until we are ready to leave. Understood?"
"Yes sir!" the two saluted, no sign of reluctance in their actions.
"Very well." Lelouch replied. "Let us proceed." Lelouch let them exit the room, but then stopped them. "I'm sorry, but I forgot something! Would you mind deleting all security tapes and data? It would make the tour much more enjoyable for us."
"Not at all, sir!" the two guards replied as they got to work erasing all the data.
Kallen smiled slightly. "You sure like to cut it close."
"If we weren't being watched, I would have done it sooner and more obvious..." Lelouch defended himself.
"Sir." Ahab said as he and the others awaited Lelouch's instructions, unmoving like pawns waiting for the hand to move them. "We're ready to continue the tour."
"It seems even under geass, one can become impatient." Lelouch noted.
"I'd recommend we do not keep them waiting." CC suddenly said. "If just one of the crew member remains free, that will become a problem for you."
Lelouch nodded, and signaled his victims to continue, and followed after them.
Todoh and Diethard still were on standby with the other guards, and things were getting tense between them. Diethard exhausted all possibility of conversation, and Todoh's silent treatment still irritated them to no bounds. While waiting in silence was something Todoh was used to, this situation was something much more aggravating. "How could Zero possibly fool them into letting us go!?" Zero worked miracles before; but Todoh knew there had to be a trick to each one. This...what could he do?
Suddenly, their two guards seemed to have received some communication on their blue tooths, as they pressed their fingers to their ears. "Yes, captain. Everything's fine...you're going to do what?" This piqued both Todoh's and Diethard's interest, though they did their best not to show it. "Sir, that's not really our problem..." one protested. "But-!" The soldier then grunted. "Understood, sir." He signed off, spitting into the water.
"Is there a problem?" Diethard asked.
"It seems our captain has lost his mind...no thanks to yours. You havn' trouble with your supplies?"
Diethard blinked. "Yes...a little. Why?"
"It seems your captain has quite the silver tongue; he convinced ours to give you all we have and we'll have to restock at port."
This puzzled Todoh as well; anyone short of royalty could not pull off such a thing. "What can I say?" Diethard asked, smiling. "Our captain has a way with words." It was best not to show any surprise.
"Apparently."
Soon, Captain Ahab, Zero and his two companions surfaced. "If you would be so kind as to just drop them into the hatch, sir, that will be fine." Lelouch was smart enough to figure that seeing Japanese would snap them out of his spell; best to make sure the rest of the crew stayed out of sight. "After our business here is concluded we'll be out of your way."
"Yes sir." Ahab replied.
Lelouch noticed the two guards, and approached them, looking them in the eye. "You two..." The two aimed their weapons with hostility at him. "...help your captain." The two relaxed, and went with their crew.
Diethard and Todoh said nothing as the Britannians gave them boxes of frozen meats, vegetables and other essentials. But they both shared the same curiosity of how Zero managed to accomplish this. When the last of it was loaded, Lelouch turned to Ahab and saluted him. "Thank you so much, Captain Ahab sir! We are in your debt!"
"It was our pleasure!" Ahab saluted back, smiling. "I trust you are ready to leave?"
"Once we are out of sight, yes. Sorry to trouble you again; we wish you safe passage through these seas."
With that, Lelouch, Kallen, CC, Todoh and Diethard descended back down into their sub. When the Shitora itself submerged, Ahab and the others rapidly blinked their eyes. "What the-!? How'd I get out here!?" the captain yelled.
"Not just you!" a random crew member said. "What are we ALL doing out here!?"
Everyone was quite confused on their sudden lapse of memory and displacement from their assigned stations. "Wait! Lewis! The others! Where are they!?" The 2 members working security only stared at each other, then rushed back to the security room. Ahab growled and clenched his fists. "Everyone! Back to your stations! We'll track down those sons of bitches down and show no mercy! I want them sunk to the bottom of the sea, and I want it 5 minutes ago!"
"Yes, my lord!" all announced.
"This is amazing!" a Black Knight exclaimed as he and his brothers in arms unwrapped the supplies. "How did he pull it off!?"
"That's a miracle worker for you." another said.
Satisfied with seeing his crew pleased with the results, Lelouch and Kallen quickly walked to his private chambers. Once there, he threw off his blonde wig. "I hope it doesn't occur to them that they have been looking at my real face for a while now."
"Well, you stated yourself a long time ago that you were not Japanese, so I think they'll quickly forget about it." Kallen said, smiling. "And even if they realize they have seen the real you they just don't care; not after all you've done for them."
Lelouch nodded slightly as he looked at the screen of his command console. "Anyway, we don't have much time. You did leave them a present in the latrine, did you not?"
Kallen gave him the sourest frown she could in response to that. "You should be careful about how you say that to a lady." She then produced a remote control from her pocket.
"Sorry." Lelouch whispered sheepishly as she handed it to him. He flipped open the switch, and pressed it.
"Are they in our sights yet!?" Ahab shouted impatiently.
"Yes sir!" a technician exclaimed. "Odd...it seems they haven't gotten very far."
"All the better for us then. Ready the torpedoes." Ahab ordered.
"Sir, this is Oregon in security." a voice from Ahab's intercom said.
"Have you determined exactly what happened?" Ahab asked back impatiently.
"Negative, sir. Whatever happened, it seems our visitors were smart enough to shut down security and delete all of our data. I'm sorry, sir; there's nothing we can do."
"No matter. I suppose we'll have to do this without clear answers." the captain grumbled. "This is going to be humiliating once I report this to the viceroy." he sighed.
"Sir, torpedoes are ready and the enemy sub is in sight."
"Get ready to fire, on my command. In 3...2...1..."
Suddenly, an explosion echoed through the sub, and that was no torpedo. The captain practically flew out of his chair as he pressed the comm line. "Damage report! Quickly!"
"Sir, there was an explosion, from inside the sub! We're taking in water!"
"Can you plug it up!?"
"The hole is the size of a car, sir! We're sinking!"
Ahab's arms went limp, his mind unable to process what was happening as the floor was flooded by water and the rest of the crew made a mad dash for any slim hope for survival.
"I guess it's done." Lelouch said as he handed the detonator back to Kallen.
"Yeah." Kallen answered. An uncomfortable moment of silence permeated between them. "Is everything alright?" Kallen finally asked.
"Do you think there was a better way?" Lelouch asked. "Something else we could have done than place a bomb in their sub?"
Kallen felt like an idiot for not thinking of this sooner. "As Zero, he had killed many before. But whatever process he's went through has made him a blank slate." Even back during his duel with Guilford, he didn't kill anyone. It wasn't the same as pulling a trigger into someone's head...but the toll must have felt enormous all the same.
"You think I'm a coward, don't you?" Lelouch finally asked.
Kallen sternly replied. "No. I think you're human."
"I thought soldiers were supposed to enjoy the kill."
"Usually, that's making the best out of the dark side of a cause. Those that are in it only for the kill...I hope to never meet one." Kallen said. She took a seat beside him. "You know, I was 14 when I made my first kill."
Lelouch looked up from his legs. "That couldn't have been fun."
"Not at all." Kallen replied. "It was right before I first joined the resistance. I followed my brother Naoto without him knowing. I don't remember the specific details of the mission, but a firefight broke out after all was said and done. As you can imagine , I hid and cried like a baby."
"After getting to know you, I really can't. That's just so not you." Lelouch chuckled.
"Quiet. We were all children at a time." Kallen admonished him, but smiled slightly, encouraged to continue. "Anyway, I somehow convinced myself to move, just to get out of that horrible place. I slowly sneaked around the rubble, crouching...and I dared to look out and over to see my brother. He was about to be ambushed by a Britannian." Kallen then pulled out her pink purse-knife. "This was actually a present from him to me on my 12th birthday. Of course, I never told my mother; he said it was to protect myself. In that instant, when he was about to be stabbed in the back, I pulled it out, and ran towards the soldier, stabbing him instead."
Lelouch cringed. "That couldn't have been pretty."
"It wasn't; his blood got all over my shirt. Before Naoto could scold me for following him, I threw up profusely. I don't remember things well after that; but he eventually thanked me while I lay in bed, and felt I was ready to join the resistance. The rest, I guess, is history."
"Quite a story." Lelouch sighed. "Did it get easier; the killings, I mean?"
"Hard to say." Kallen answered. "I didn't have kills quite that close and personal for a long time now. It's easier to write them off if they're far away or in a knightmare; you can't really see them that way...but, no, it really doesn't get any easier. The best you can do is not dwell on it, and make sure you truly believe what you are fighting for." She didn't want to bother mentioning anything about collateral damage; she didn't want to put him through more pain related to Shirley.
"Thanks, Kallen. I'll try to keep that all in mind."
"Anytime." Kallen got up and said "I'm going to help everything set things up. If you need anything, just buzz me." With that, she exited the door.
Once she was gone, another feminine voice spoke up. "Don't get too used to this; eventually, you'll have to make an up close and personal kill."
Lelouch turned around to see CC lounging on his bed. She must have went inside the room before he and Kallen did. "How long were you there?"
"Long enough. Don't get too used to things going this way; you'll have to make an up-close and personal kill eventually." she said, with no emotion as usual.
Lelouch sighed. "Just when I get my spirits up, you have to throw them back to earth, don't you?"
"That's reality checks for you; they never tell you what you want to hear." CC then said "By the way, good job. You're becoming more like the man you once were everyday.
Lelouch nodded silently. "CC...I've been meaning to ask you. What's in it for you? This rebellion, I mean?"
"You and I have a contract; and when the time is right, you will fulfill it. That is all. I don't have a say in how you choose to live your life. Until our contract is ready to be fulfilled, I'm making sure you don't die."
CC suddenly sat up, and jumped off the bed. Running next to Lelouch, she dialed a number on the sub's intercom "Hello?" someone asked on the other end.
"Yes, by any chance are there any frozen pizzas in the supplies?" CC asked.
The other end was silent for a minute. "Let me check...yeah, I think so."
"Get one ready for me when it's time for dinner." With that, she took her finger off the button and walked back to the bed.
"Is that really all you eat?" Lelouch moaned in distaste. "They're probably not even that good."
"I suppose they're like cigarettes to me; highly addictive." Lelouch observed her as she grabbed her cheese-kun doll once more and plopped herself on the bed. CC was aware that he was staring. "What? Is something on me showing?"
"You don't seem to particularly care what I do. Not only that, but you haven't been very forthcoming about the person I was." Lelouch stated. "For someone who's trying to help me with that, you don't seem to care too much."
CC merely rolled over. "Even after all you've been through, you wouldn't believe me if I told you. We tried that, remember? And simply telling you whom you used to be won't make you whom you used to be. All we can do is guide you, and you'll have to figure out the rest. And even if you do regain your memories...you won't be the same person you were or are now."
Lelouch turned back to his computer as he let the weight of her words sink in...
Suzaku stepped out of the bathroom, dressed in a blue robe and slippers as he made his way towards his cell phone. Quickly, he dialed the number that would link him directly with Prince Schneizel.
"Sir Kuurugi." Schneizel replied on the other end. "I take it you have spoken with Nunnally?"
"Yes, my lord." Suzaku replied. "She seemed a bit...overwhelmed at the idea of it."
"Of course. Who wouldn't?" Suzaku heard some noise on the other end, which he presumed was Schneizel shuffling some papers. "Give her time, Suzaku. I'm sure she will accept the offer."
"And if she doesn't?"
"Then I will just have to think of someone else; it happens. Thank you, Kuurugi."
"It was an honor, my lord. I'm very fond of Nunnally. If anything, I should thank you for allowing me to see her." Suzaku replied.
"You're welcome." Schneizel said back. "With that done, I assume you are ready to begin your investigation in Area 11?"
"I am."
"Very well then; your plane leaves the day after tomorrow. Good luck, Suzaku."
"Thank you, my lord." With that, Suzaku hung up. He wanted to leave for Japan now, but he supposed the prince was still busy getting some things in order. "I guess I could use a day to rest...before I really get busy."
Suddenly, his cell rang again. Looking at the caller ID, he saw that it was Nunnally. "Already?" Quickly, he picked up. "Nunnally?"
"Suzaku! Is everything alright?"
"I'm fine, Nunnally. Shouldn't you be in bed?"
"Suzaku, I'm fifteen years old! I don't need to be in bed by nine anymore!" she laughed.
"Yeah, I guess you're right." Suzaku smiled at her rare rebellious streak. "But still, at this hour I imagine you have something very important to discuss."
"Yes. I've been thinking about your offer, Suzaku..."
"Nunnally, you don't have to rush things." Suzaku informed her. "Take all the time..."
"I've decided to accept your invitation." Nunnally declared.
Suzaku blinked in confusion. "Wha-?"
"I said I've accepted Schneizel's offer; I will become the viceroy of Area 11." Suzaku, at first, was speechless. Nunnally, fearing they were disconnected, called "Hello? Suzaku?"
"I'm here, Nunnally." Suzaku finally said. "It...it was just such a shock that you made your decision so quickly."
"I know that Japan is going through tough times." Suzaku imagined that Nunnally was smiling on the other end. "Euphemia did her best to make your country better, Suzaku. Now I want to do the same. Not only to carry on her wishes, but to thank you for all the kindness you have shown my brother and I over the years."
Suzaku slowly smiled as he felt tears roll down his eyes. "Nunnally...what you're agreeing to will be one of the hardest things in your life. If you have any doubts...just tell me now, and I'll inform his highness."
Nunnally only answered "Countless doubts. But the more reasons I think of not to take my brother's offer, the more reasons I realize that I should. I am a Princess of the Royal Family, and as such, it is my duty to serve the people, Britannians and Numbers alike. Besides...if I go, I may be able to find Lelouch!"
Suzaku frowned on the other end. "Of course that's the real reason she's eager to do this." "...very well, then. His highness is very busy at the moment, so I will inform him first thing come tomorrow morning."
"Thank you so much, Suzaku!"
"Thank your brother the next time you speak with him." Suzaku replied. "And get some sleep. You'll be needing the whole day to prepare."
"I will, Suzaku! Good night!"
"Good night, Nunnally." Both hung up, and Suzaku threw the phone with expert accuracy into its charger. He collapsed on the bed, staring at the ceiling. He couldn't say no to Nunnally, but that didn't mean he had to like what she was about to agree to. "It would have been simpler if she had only stayed." Now Suzaku would have to hunt for Lelouch with Nunnally looking over his shoulder.
Lelouch was stirred from his sleep as the unpleasant chime of an alarm clock went off. Lelouch groaned, gripping his head and further messing up his bed hair. "Not even to make Rolo breakfast before school did I have to get up this early..." While Lelouch didn't have that particular responsibility anymore, as the de facto commander he was expected to rise early. Unless he wanted a mutiny on the ship, it was in his best interest to play the part as much as possible. The alarm continued to chime, much to his irritation. "Alright, goddamn!" Lelouch yelled to no one in particular.
He propped himself up...and felt something soft. It wasn't a pillow. It was much too supple and warm. Lelouch looked down, at first only mildly curious. Then, his eyes widened. CC had snuggled up next to him sometime in the middle of the night. She was only in her white sports bra and bike shorts. And his hand was currently situated on her ass. "WHOA!"
Lelouch tumbled out of the bed, taking the cover and a few pillows with him, while CC stretched like a cat and rubbed her eyes. "Good morning to you to." she yawned as if this was a normal thing. She looked at him curiously while he covered his boxers with a pillow.
"What the hell are you doing here!?" Lelouch screamed. Thank goodness his room was sound-proof.
"Sleeping, of course." she replied, not at all offended by his question.
"Don't you have a bed of your own!?" Lelouch screamed.
"It's not nearly as comfortable as yours." CC replied as she got up and stretched. "Besides, most men enjoy the idea of waking up to a woman next to them."
"Wha!? No! I mean...How would you feel if I crawled next to you while sleeping half naked!?"
"As long as it's you." CC simply replied. "If I'm not your fancy, I can get Kallen to sleep with you if you wish." Lelouch only pressed the pillow over his shorts harder. "I have seen some neglige around that accentuates those outrageous curves of hers perfectly..." she continued as she poked her chin in deep thought.
"Too much information, thanks!" Lelouch yelled as he ran into the bathroom and slammed the door.
"Sorrrry." CC replied, irritated. "We have a few cute looking boys among our ranks, if you just happen to swing that way."
"WHAT!?" Lelouch yelled from inside. "No, I don't!"
"Just asking. No need to get defensive about it." CC said as she picked up her discarded Black Knights' dress and began to change.
Lelouch sighed as he leaned against the wall and took a few deep breaths, sagging to the bottom. "What's that girl's deal!?" Lelouch hissed. Just then, he heard a ringing sound. He looked to the bathroom wall where he found a speaker and some buttons below. "Not even in here can I get any real privacy." he groaned. Pushing down the irritated part of him inside, he pressed the button. "Speak."
"Zero, this is Ohgi. We've arrived; we're approaching Tasmania now."
Lelouch may have hesitated for a moment, but quickly recovered. "Understood. I will be at the bridge shortly." He rubbed his face and breathed deeply as he prepared to truly lead a guerrilla force. "It begins."
So, here we go. Can't say much about the next chapter. Mostly plot-development, but some action as well. Nunnally will be the Viceroy of Japan now, but there will be consequences, even when Lelouch is not around. Can't say much else beyond that. I hope you enjoyed this chapter, and I promise to send the next out as soon as I can! Till next time!
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