Code Geass: Nunnally of the Insurrection
Two: A Black Knight Awakens
"Hmmh!" Nunnally made a incoherent sound as they kissed, then she stiffened as strange images rushed across her mind's eye. She saw the world, the light of dawn and dozens of woman staring at her. The wave crashed over her, filling her with a strange energy and knowledge that she had never known before.
"You there!" a voice boomed as a Knightmare Frame came around one of the buildings, "Surrender or be shot!"
Nunnally turned to face her, raising her arms as her mind raced, keeping CC shielded from view by the rubble. "I'm a Britanian soldier, ma'am!" she called, "I've found a survivor."
Villetta Nu frowned, her blue-white hair pulled back from her face as she narrowed her eyes. There was something off about the young woman, maybe something in her eyes. Still, she knew the knights were searching for something, so... "Stay there, I'm coming out," she ordered.
The back of the Knightmare opened up, the pilot's compartment sliding back to open up. Villetta hooked her foot into a waiting cable and lowered herself to the ground as she warily watched the young woman. "Who are you?" Nunnally asked.
"I'm Villetta Nu," she frowned as she held her pistol on Nunnally, "and that's my question."
"I am Nunnally vi Britannia," she answered as her one eye glowed, the image of a phoenix shimmering there for a moment, "and you will be loyal to me, Villetta."
Villetta couldn't even manage a cry as she felt the power touch her mind, changing things she always thought were set in stone. Her commitment to the Purebloods of Brittannia and the Crown both suddenly took second place to the young woman standing before her. "Yes, my Lady," Villetta bowed to her respectfully.
'Incredible,' CC thought as she studied them, 'Nunnally has the geass of fealty. With it she can bring on absolute loyalty to herself, though I wonder what the limits will be?'
"What do you command?" Villetta looked up at Nunnally in adoration.
"I need your Knightmare," Nunnally ordered.
"Here," Villetta promptly handed over the key and recited the password.
"Thank you," Nunnally said as she took the key. Her thoughts raced, "I have a diificult task for you," she said as she stroke's Villetta's cheek, making the woman sigh, "return to your unit and carry on as you once did."
"But I want to be with you," Villetta murmured, rubbing her cheek against Nunnally's hand.
"This is the best way you can help me," Nunnally encouraged her, "just pretend to be one of them. When it's time, I will call you."
"I'll be waiting for you," Villetta promised Nunnally huskily as she turned to go, her dress hugging her beautiful body.
"I think she's in love," CC noted as she emerged from hiding.
"I don't think I did that," Nunnally sounded a bit bemused as she added, "but maybe she has a submissive side?"
"Possibly," CC conceded as Nunnally walked over to the Knightmare, a Sutherland model.
"Come on," Nunnally ordered as she prepared to board it, holding out her hand to CC.
"I'm not going to fit in there," CC protested.
Nunnally shook her head firmly, "It'll be a little tight, maybe, but I'm not leaving you out here. It's too dangerous."
A amused smile teased CC's lips but she nodded as she murmured, "Of course."
Tight was a understatement as CC sat sideways across Nunnally's lap in the Knightmare, the younger woman reaching around her for the controls. CC was careful where she moved, wanting to make sure she didn't block Nunnally's view of the screens.
"All right," Nunnally said as she disengaged their IFF and they started up, "let's go."
On one hand, Nunnally had no reason to support the resistance fighters in Shinjuku. On first glance they were sloppy, disorganized and directionless. But within Nunnally burned a certain rage, a fury at Brittannia and all it stood for, and that called out to her more strongly than reason itself.
"We aren't leaving?" CC asked as Nunnally weaved through the rubble to where her sensors showed the fighting was continuing.
Nunnally's hands tightened on her controls as she plotted out their movements in her mind, "No, there's something we have to do first."
Not far away Kallen Kouzuki fought in the older model Knightmare, a red Glasgow that had already lost it's arm in battle. The reddish purple haired woman radioed out, "I'll distract them, Ohgi! Get as many innocents out as you can!"
"We're trying, but they've got us hemmed in!" Ohgi replied from where they were using a surface to air missile to shoot down a copter.
"I know, but," Kallen started then yelped as a Sutherland leapt off a rise to drop right onto a Britannian unit!
Baring her teeth in a snarl Nunnally fired slash harkens, blowing the heads off two other Sutherlands and blinding them. Even as she did that she leapt off the mangled unit and fired her riffle, blowing the legs off another even as she fired the harkens again, disabling the last of the attacking group and leaving them in the middle of a eerie silence.
"Wow," CC said mildly.
Kallen looked on stunned, then she saw the Sutherland begin to move off. "You in the Sutherland!" she yelled, broadcasting through outside speakers.
Nunnally hesitated, then activated the Sutherland and connected to the screens of the Glasgow. She blinked at the other woman's face, struck by the odd familiarity. "Yes?" she asked.
"We need your help," Kallen made herself ask. "I don't know why you're fighting, but there are people being killed right this second. Help me save them!"
CC looked at Nunnally as she suggested, "We could break out of the encirclement around Shinjuku ghetto with this Knightmare...."
"Maybe so," Nunnally answered, feeling the fire still burning in her guts. It wasn't satisfied with just these few enemies, it wanted more. "But if the Britannians were routed, we could leave even easier," she purred dangerously.
"You can do that?!" Kallen asked.
Nunnally forced herself to consider the tactical situation a moment. "I think so," she said firmly, "but I'll need your help."
Kallen smiled back at Nunnally as she said, "Just tell me what to do."
"I'll need you to draw them out for me...." Nunnally said as she sketched out her plan.
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In the mobile command center of the Brittannian forces the soldiers bustled about as they directed the battle, watching the icons of Knightmare frames on the battle screen. Prince Clovis la Britannia leaned forward with a frown as several icons went red. "What's going on?" the light brown haired man demanded.
"We're running into some unexpected resistance, "General Bradly admitted as the bald man watch the screen. "Glaube Squad, converge with the others on that red Glasgow! It will lead us to the enemy."
As he watched his forces gather Clovis sat back, relaxing. Against dozens of Knightmares there was no way the rebels could survive. Why, the only pilot he could think of who might win would have been Marianne the Flash herself, the legendary pilot and Empress. Feeling a odd chill he asked, "Can we get a cockpit view of the battle?"
"Of course, my lord," Bradly said as a image appeared on the screen of a pilot's viewpoint. They chased the red Glasgow into a open area, where a single Sutherland waited. "A captured unit?" Bradly wondered aloud.
Then the Sutherland moved and Clovis felt his mouth go dry. There was no way a Sutherland could respond so fast! Bobbing and weaving it dodged attacks as it fired it's slash harkens and machine guns, blinding with precision strikes. The attackers fired helplessly, more often hitting their own as the stolen machine destroyed them with superhuman ease.
As icons went red one after another Clovis staggered back to his throne, "Who am I up against? He's better than Tohdou!"
Their point of view soldier rolled forward to attack, and the last thing they saw was the rebel's fist shattering it's sensors.
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Nunnally panted in the cockpit, her arms aching from hauling hard on the control sticks. She hailed the red Glasgow, "Get your people out of here. We've beaten them for now, but reinforcements are probably on their way."
The other woman smiled, "Thank you." She hesitated, "I don't even know what to call you."
Nunnally shook her head as she said, "I'm nobody." She smiled slightly as she remembered something, "If anyone asks, call me Nemo."
"Will do," the woman nodded as they both raced apart to attend to their own problems.
"So what now, Nemo?" CC asked teasingly as they raced through the ghetto.
"We get as far away as we can then abandon the Knightmare," Nunnally answered briskly. She looked at CC wryly as she added, "Then I have to figure out what to DO with you."
To be continued....