Of Kings and Pawns | By : tenohikari Category: +. to F > Code Geass Views: 5631 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Title: Of Kings and Pawns
Pairing: mainly Schneizel x Lelouch (more to come)
Summary: The Order of the Black Knights has handed over their King in return for Japan. However, with Zero claimed dead and Lelouch in his grasp, Schneizel is only a couple turns away from claiming checkmate on the entire world.
Disclaimer: Sunrise owns Code Geass and all I own is this piece of fan fiction and I make no money writing this whatsoever. So please don’t sue me.
Warnings: M-Rated for lots of pr0n, incest, and violence.
Additional Warnings: Written in spare of the moment with OOCness and tons of grammar and spelling errors.
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Chapter 4
Second Princess Cornelia Li Britannia was wearing a fierce glare upon her beautiful face as she strode through the empty corridors of the Avalon. The former Viceroy of Area 11’s displeasure immediately intensified as her boots stopped before the cellblock holding Zero. At long last, the Enemy of the Empire had finally been apprehended… her long lost little brother would answer to his atrocious crimes, but first she would make him answer her own questions.
She reached out to the control panel to deactivate the cell lock with her given password; but gloved fingers hesitated upon touching the keys. Cornelia, infamously known as the Witch of Britannia upon the battlefield; found herself retreating a step. Zero, leader of the rebellion as well as slayer of Euphie and Clovis, sat unmasked behind that ominous door. He was restrained… he was blindfolded; there was no reason to feel threatened by him now, and yet…
Broken and bleeding next to the remnants of her own destroyed Knightmare frame; Cornelia could only hope none of her other followers would see their leader in such a state. Her oldest knight, Darlton, had betrayed her to Zero… and was then instantly obliterated by the Gawain’s hadron canon. Even though his actions confused her, she would have mourned for him if her weary violet eyes had not locked onto the tyrant who had caused such devastation in her Area.
Zero!
Desperately, she moved the arm that did not lay hanging useless at her side, to reach for the gun within her holster. If she could not defeat him in a Knightmare battle, then she would shoot him in cold blood with her own hands, just as he did to Euphie at the Special Administrative Zone. She would avenge her sweet and innocent little sister whose short life had been stolen mere hours ago.
Her fingers brushed against metal, just as Zero’s own touched the faceplate of his mask. It would have been so easy for her to shoot him right then and there while he was off guard. Yet she didn’t move fast enough in her wounded state. No, she had hesitated; Cornelia wanted to see the face of the demon who murdered her siblings.
Behind the mask of Zero, was a child who was nearly the same age as her innocent Euphie. A raven-haired boy with the face of the little half-brother she believed dead for so many years. Lelouch, Lady Marianne’s only son, was alive… and everything became clear.
“I see, so you were Zero the entire time. Darlton was right; he said it had to be someone with a grudge against the Imperial Royal Family. You… you did this all for Nunnally?”
“Correct,” he responded while holding a hand over the side of his face, concealing one eye while the other held her down with a frigid stare. “I will demolish the present world and build a new and better one in its place.”
She gaped at him, wanting to mourn and scream at the same time. “You killed them all for the sake of that madness?!” Cornelia desperately demanded, “Clovis… even Euphie?!”
“You’re one to talk, my dear sister, since you idolized my mother: Marianne the Flash.”
All of this had been for revenge after all. Lelouch blamed her, blamed their family. It was her failure for not protecting Lady Marianne and her two children. He, as Zero, was going to kill her… and she was too exhausted, both physically and mentally.
“I see… carrying this conversation with you, would be utterly pointless.”
As she shifted in a sitting position, holding her broken arm, Cornelia looked at her executioner in both his mismatched eyes and then… darkness.
Her hands shook fury as she remembered waking from her daze to see him walk away while talking to whomever it was piloting the stolen Gawain. There was darkness again before waking the second time with Suzaku Kururugi hovering over her worriedly. She had finally acknowledged the Honorary Britannian and even knighted him; it was the least she could do in Euphie’s memory. Cornelia had told him of Zero’s destination and bleakly wondered why her brother would suddenly abandon his own Black Rebellion.
“Zero is heading for Kamine Island… everything else, I can’t remember.”
Emerald eyes had narrowed in understanding and the one word he spoke would leave her to abandon her responsibilities to hunt for its origin.
“Geass.”
Hidden within the Chinese Federation’s territory, the Geass Directorate was where she met its source and helped obliterate it… unknowing collaborating with Zero. He had been there with his Black Knights and massacred all those who dwelled within that underground city. She to would have met her own end in that wretched place if it hadn’t been for Jeremiah Gottwald. Held prisoner within his Sutherland, Cornelia had seen the body count (which also included Bartley and his team) and although she wasn’t sympathetic for those cult members; the princess was obligated to learn the Enemy of the Empire’s motive.
That was why she was here now after taking some time to rest, and grieved for her Knight Guilford who was missing in action and presumably dead. She managed to reach Claudio S. Darlton, the last of Andreas’ adoptive sons and Glaston Knights, who was still leading the rescue and recovery within Area 11. He had been the one to inform her (in a private conference call that would go off record) that Guilford had been present when they had arrested Zero at the Kururgi shrine. Her last knight had lost his mind and helped the terrorist escape just before the second battle for Tokyo.
First Darlton and now Guilford… the accursed power called Geass had turned fine, honorable men into traitors. Lelouch had used her own Knights, her closest confidents, as pawns in his own game. Lelouch was the reason they were both dead. How many more lives did he feel he had to take to satisfy himself?!
Cornelia hissed and steeled herself for the confrontation as she quickly punched in her password. The doors opened, and she stepped within the dimly lit cell where Schneizel’s men had secured the terrorist. Except the chair Zero was supposed to be strapped to, was now without an occupant and looked that way for some time. Had Schneizel moved him to another cell or transferred him off the Avalon without informing her? She turned quickly on her heel and proceeded to her older brother’s quarters.
~*~*~*~*~
The Knight of Seven was having a difficult time keeping the mission on his mind as they flew to Kamine Island. The long minutes of stretched silence seemed unbearable and Suzaku would occasionally sneak a glance over to his navigator. Lelouch never looked at him; instead the young prince was either staring at the controls or out at the Pacific Ocean they were flying over.
For both Suzaku and Lelouch, The Island of the Gods was where their friendship had ended with gunfire. With his mask shattered, Zero’s identity had been revealed to both his best friend and favorite subordinate; and neither of them took betrayal well. Kallen had left him to fend for himself while Suzaku had captured and taken him back to his father. Suzaku, Kallen, Nunnally, the Black Knights, and his memories; for Zero, the island was the landmark where he had lost everything.
Now, as Lelouch, he will willingly give up what little he has left to bring down the man who took it all in the first place. He had told Schneizel that he planned on sealing their father away and keep him from interfering with the real world. However, Lelouch still wanted the answers he desperately sought after for so long, and so he came to the conclusion that he too would be sealed. Yet he hadn’t revealed that last part to anyone; but Suzaku knew how to read him ever since he became a Knight of the Round.
“Lelouch,” the Honorary Britannian began, finally breaking the thick silence that had been suffocating him. “After the mission objective is complete; you’re not planning on returning with me to the Avalon, are you?”
“There’s nothing for me to return to.”
“But you told Prince Schneizel that you…”
“It doesn’t matter what I told my brother,” Lelouch shrugged dismissively, “in the end he’ll have his throne, you’ll have your new rank, and I will have my revenge; so it all works out.”
Suzaku’s eyes narrowed. “And everyone will by happy?”
“Sure, why not?”
“Look, Lelouch, about what happened at the Shrine. I didn’t…”
“Just drop it, Suzaku.”
“I didn’t betray you!”
The Britannian prince only shrugged again as he played with his irremovable patch over his eye. “I know. Schneizel told me before the meeting.”
The Knight was silent once more, pretending to focus on their flight path. Prince Schneizel had used him as bait to capture Zero before the battle at the Tokyo Settlement. After Lelouch’s escape, he had finally told the Schneizel everything he learned and bear witness to the previous year. He wanted his Prince to trust him even though he had withheld Zero’s identity and the power of Geass from everyone, including Nunnally.
After this mission, when the world was free of Charles Zi Britannia’s existence, he would become the Knight of One and Prince Schneizel would take the throne. As for the other prince who was also called, Zero, Suzaku knew that he had planned to spend eternity imprisoned in another world with the man he hated more than any other. Yes, it was punishment but not atonement.
“Suzaku,” that violet eye was now looking directly at him, it seemed to reflect knowledge of what the said boy was feeling, “this is the only way.”
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“Are you ready?” Schneizel asked while he approached his brother whose back was to him. The teenager had been silent while staring out the window the entire time the Second Prince was preparing to meet with the UFN representatives and the Black Knights.
“Yes.”
With his aide and knight not present, the Prime Minister of Britannia strode forward behind his prize and gently pressed himself against the smaller frame. His arms slid around Lelouch’s slender waist and held him close in what could have been called a loving embrace. Although Lelouch had done his best not to tense, Schneizel caught his surprised and unguarded expression within the window’s reflection and the other could see his own satisfaction.
“I have something for you, Lelouch.” Instead of turning to face him that single amethyst uncovered stared back at him through their reflections. “For volunteering essential information about Father’s plans and for wanting to stop him; I have decided to place my trust in you.”
He reached around to stroke the fabric covering the startled boy’s concealed eye, “I will give you…”
“Brother Schneizel.”
Both the Second Prince and his aide paused in their stride down the corridor to see Princess Cornelia blocking their path. The look on her face was one of displeasure and she intimidated anyone who crossed her path. Almost anyone; Schneizel was just as calm as ever as he approached as the concerned older brother.
“Is something troubling you, Cornelia?”
The Second Princess’ expression did not falter when he stood before her. “Yes, I would like to know what has become of our guest.”
After finally bringing Zero into custody, Schneizel had declared that no one onboard the Avalon was to know their most dangerous enemy had been taken prisoner. Especially after the most recent battle where millions Britannian soldiers and civilians had lost their lives. It was necessary to keep order and to prevent a panic, besides as far as the public believes, Zero was killed due to fatal injuries.
“Yes, of course. Please forgive me for not informing you,” Schneizel apologized, “do not worry he has not escaped.”
“Then where is he?” she demanded, “I want to talk to him myself.”
“You mean to interrogate him, don’t you?”
She was about to retort but ceased when her older brother raised one of his gloved hands as a gesture that asked for silence. It was just like what happened onboard the Ikaruga; when Zero’s second in command had proposed the condition to exchange their leader for Japan. Schneizel was perhaps the only one that could make her back down so easily.
“Lelouch has not escaped,” he reminded her, “but I currently have him performing a task for me at the moment and the Knight of Seven is with him.”
Her eyes questioned the ‘task’ Schneizel had given to their traitorous little brother and decided not to press for answers. She knew she wouldn’t like them, and that there was nothing to be done about it. Still she felt a little placated to know that Euphemia’s knight was looking after their prisoner.
“You may talk to him once his task has been completed,” Schneizel promised, “Now, we both have a meeting to attend to. The Black Knights have contacted us just recently, the UFN representatives have arrived. Shall we go?”
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“I see, so that is what happened,” Jeremiah Gottwald spoke with dark intent in his voice while his hands fisted at his sides. He wanted to hit something, but due to his cybernetic strength he couldn’t take the risk of damaging the Siegfried. So caught up in his search for Princess Nunnally, he had forgot to check in with his prince.
It seemed he was perhaps the only one of the few who was loyal to Zero, Lelouch, after all. The Black Knights had sold their own leader - who had raised them from a pathetic little terrorist group in Shinjuku to the UFN’s contracted militia - to Second Prince Schneizel. Then those traitors declared him dead to the world. They even lied to him.
“Master Lelouch, I will save you,” he promises quietly before glancing up at the monitor where he was still connected to his informant, “You will need to escape from the Ikaruga immediately, can you get to C2?”
Rolo Lamperouge shook his head from where he sat quietly within the Shinkiro that was still stationed inside the Black Knight’s aerial carrier and current base of operations. “No. C2 is currently under the care and watch of Kouzuki, and locked away within Zero’s quarters. Also she hasn’t been in the right frame of mind since leaving the Geass Order.”
Jeremiah sighed while pressing two fingers to his forehead, “Very well. We will have to leave her for now. The Avalon approaches along with its strike force. Take the Shinkiro and we will rendezvous at Shikine Island.”
“Understood.”
As soon as the transmission ended, Rolo took a deep breath before activating his Geass. Time had stopped onboard the Ikaruga and he took the opportunity to move the Shinkiro, Zero’s personal Knightmare frame, free from the hanger. Flying over the deep blue waters and into the night sky, the former assassin took another shaking breath and ignored the all too familiar ache in his chest.
~*~*~*~*~
Lelouch tensed as fingers caressed his jaw before turning his head to the side as warm lips pressed against his own. His mouth responded to the kiss, though hesitantly at first. He hadn’t even thought about letting his tongue slip out to taste Schneizel, it had just been his body’s traitorous reaction after surrendering to his older brother over and over again.
The brothers drifted away from each other for one had a meeting and the other an assassination to attend to. Schneizel composed himself quickly from experience, while the former student remained panting, leaning up against the wall for support. Those lips didn’t stay away for long as they brushed over the teen’s flushed check when a hand encircled his waist and pulled him close once more.
“I will entrust this to you,” his older brother whispered against his ear. Lelouch’s eye widened as he felt fingers slide into his back pants pocket, lightly groping. He frowned darkly and drew away from Schneizel who only smiled smugly back at him.
“Thanks ever so much,” was his sarcastic reply as he backed even further away when he heard Kanon’s voice over the intercom. Schneizel chuckled in response before turning to speak to his aide while Lelouch leaned back against the wall to focus on his own plans. That was when he felt it…
A key, the size of a bobby pin, was clutched tightly with one hand as Lelouch reached around and removed the eye patch from his face. Now he could see the world with his mismatched eyes, and now he could save it from his father. Though Geass will no longer work on that man; but he was fairly certain he could change someone else’s mind.
Pocketing both key and eye patch, Lelouch frowned as he approached his unsuspecting targets. Schneizel had told him that he would not allow him to use his Geass. So why give him the key to clasp mechanism? Did he really trust him so quickly just because of a few bouts of sex while he was held prisoner? Was it because they were brothers with the same intentions for their sire? Did Schneizel really trust him? Did he dare trust back?
“Excuse me?” he called out, alerting the group of Britannian soldiers who were on duty to his presence. They took aim with their weapons at once, barking orders for him to raise his hands and identify himself. The former student did as he was asked, looking quite nervous as he should be.
“What are you doing here, boy?” their commander demanded as he approached after he was checked for any concealed weapons. They found none of course, and they were staring at his clothing, perhaps wondering if he was a member of nobility.
“You see,” the teen began feigning innocence, “I’m a little lost, and would appreciate it very much if all of you would assist me.” Before they had the chance to respond or even blink, Lelouch’s Geass had already enslaved their wills to his own.
~*~*~*~*~
Charles Zi Britannia stared impassively at the Knight of Seven even when the last of his bodyguards had fallen dead to the ground. He wasn’t at all surprise to see Suzaku Kururugi holding a sword against him rather than for him as he had sworn to do. Yet, who could trust the words of a traitor? The Japanese had turned his back on his country in a naïve attempt to change Britannia from the inside; he had sold his best friend for rank. The 98th Emperor knew it was only a matter of time before the foolish youth would betray him, he just didn’t know it would take quite this long.
However, the Knight answered to Schneizel. So the Second Prince was indeed challenging him, ready to take throne for himself; he was far more competent and resourceful than his older brother, Odysseus, and less fool hardy and emotional than Lelouch. Yet the Emperor felt the need to ask.
“Tell me,” he spoke with tedium laced in his deep rumbling voice, “was this treason Schneizel’s idea?”
“No, this was my decision,” Kururugi answers him outright. Charles resists the urge to laugh. The son of the former of Prime Minister of Japan is an honest man even if he is a traitor. “Majesty, I appreciate your patronage; that cannot be questioned. However, you are guilty of two heinous crimes.”
“Oh?”
“First, abandoning your responsibilities as Emperor, and second,” the sword is raised with blood dripping from its blade, “dirtying your hands with the power of Geass.”
The Emperor does not move, just simply stares at his would be executioner. “Is that a capital crime?”
“Geass takes good men and bends them to evil.”
Suzaku has seen it far too many times. Both the castor and the victim suffer from the double edge sword that was Geass. Euphemia. Lelouch. That power brings only tragedy.
“You knew that,” Suzaku accused his former liege, “You could have saved Euphie. It would have been so easy, but instead you abandoned her!”
“So what?”
“You also drove Lelouch and Nunnally away. Their despair is also in this sword.” The Knight of Seven raises his sword high, now was the time. “Die!”
Instead of the sickening sound of the sword cutting through flesh, it makes a loud chime as a dark blade blocks its destination. Bismark Waldstein, the mightiest knight of the Empire, now stands between him and the Emperor and Suzaku curses his luck. He had spent too much time talking. He had known that the Knight of One was present on island but didn’t expect him to show up out of nowhere so suddenly.
“Did you think you were the only one who knew of Geass?” Bismark asks coldly, “It takes many forms. Who could be foolish enough to let his guard down with one who betrays everyone who trusts him?”
“Bismark, I leave this mundane matter to you.”
“Yes, your majesty.”
With that the Charles turned away and proceeded into the cave while the older knight only smirked as he charged, driving the teenager away. Dammit! Suzaku cursed as he glared at the Emperor’s retreating back. He had to defeat Bismark here and now or else the plan would fall apart!
~*~*~*~*~
Even though Ohgi had insisted she take some time off after being a prisoner of war for so long; but Kallen had volunteered for the task of escorting the Britannian royals to the meeting room. The Deputy Commander wouldn’t even have contacted her if it hadn’t been a request by the Second Prince himself. The audacity of that man… he was just as bad as Lelouch. However, she wouldn’t back down and if the opportunity came up, Kallen would ask about Zero.
She worriedly bit her lower lip upon straightening up her Black Knight uniform and tried not to think about their leader at the mercy of sadistic Britannians like Luciano Bradely. Lelouch had recently lost everything, including his will to live. What if he purposely intimidated the wrong people? No one would protect him... no one would care if he suffered horribly and was left to die.
“Mistress,” C2’s innocent voice cut into her thoughts as the green haired girl wrapped one of her trembling fingers with a band-aid, “does it still hurt? That injury you can’t reach? You and the master… have such deep wounds.”
Kallen’s face softened as she smiled forlornly at the band-aid wrapped around her index finger before turning to look at C2 who tried to look hopeful. “Thank you. I feel a little bit better now.”
“Are you going out, Mistress?”
“Yeah… I have some work to do,” Kallen paused as she headed towards the door, “You’ve been cooped up in here for awhile. Why don’t you go walk around the ship.”
“I can? Is that all right with the master?” C2 looked a little worried, “he told me to stay in this room until he comes back.”
“Yeah, it’ll be fine. Just tell anyone who asks that it was okay with me,” Kallen lowered her head in shame as she added quietly out of the other girl’s earshot, “besides… he’s never coming back.”
Over the long hours she had spent in his office looking after the amnesiac C2, Kallen found herself imagining going off in the Guren and rescuing Lelouch. It would have been a suicide mission of course, but it made her wonder how he would react. She would like to imagine that he would be grateful and try to make peace with Ohgi and the others. Yet reality is harsh… Lelouch had been responsible for unforgivable acts of betrayal such as the blood bath at the Special Zone prior to the Black Rebellion. Even if she could forgive him, the Black Knights would not.
As the leader of the Zero Squad passed through different corridors, making her way to the Ikaruga’s landing strip; she would often catch the sight of an individual or even a group of soldiers in mourning. Many of their comrades had died in the recent battle; whether it was killed in combat or from the devastating FLEIJA warhead. Sometimes she would hear muffled sobs calling out to lost comrades, siblings, parents, and other relatives; but in the end they all called out for him.
“Master Zero!”
Kallen forced herself to look straight ahead, to keep her mind clear and focused at the task at hand. Zero, Lelouch, would remind her not to let emotions get in the way of results. Also the last thing she wanted was to embarrass herself and the Zero Squad by being in an emotional mess in front of the Britannians.
Taking a deep breath and steeling her nerves, Kallen arrived to join the soldiers who watched the enemy’s diplomatic shuttle land as well as the Mordred. Great a Knight of the Round was on their ship as well… at least it wasn’t Gino or Suzaku. Kallen was pretty sure she would have beaten the latter to death the next time she saw him in the flesh.
“Hello, Captain Kouzuki,” Schneizel greeted as he approached with his ever present aide, as well as Second Princess Cornelia. Kallen glanced over to the woman who was once the Viceroy of her conquered country. They had even fought each other at the battle for Narita, had they only captured her then…
“Your highness,” she greeted with obvious forced politeness, “please follow me.”
~*~*~*~*~
Within the Mordred’s cockpit, Anya watched with her default blank expression as the pilot of the Guren lead the Second Prince and Princess away. Now that she was on standby, the knight pulled out her electronic journal and began making another entry for that hour. She also made a comment to herself to let Gino know that he had missed another opportunity to see the Ace of the Black Knights in person again.
Suddenly that all too familiar headache returned, followed by that flash of brilliant light spread across the hazy memory. Her journal clattered onto the floor of the cockpit as she used both her hands to grasp her head. She reeled forwards against her seat as her mind was assaulted by images of events she had never seen and people she never knew. Well, there was one she began to suspect…
The Eleventh Royal Prince of the Holy Britannian Empire, Lelouch Vi Brittannia.
Ashford Academy Student Council President, Lelouch Lamperouge.
Two names. One person.
The noise in her head that started off as a chorus of gentle whispers became harsh ear-splitting shrieks, and Anya knew she couldn’t hold off the onslaught for much longer. She never could in the last eight years.
Two beings. One body.
When she finally stilled, Anya lifted her head to blink at her surroundings with glowing crimson eyes. Sighing, she climbed out of the Mordred and lowered herself to the ground while ignoring the Black Knights who were running about and worried over a missing Shinkiro. How does someone loose a Knightmare frame that huge? It was thanks to the chaos; she was able to walk casually into the Ikaruga and began her search.
“Where are you, C2?”
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End Chapter 4
Author’s Note:
Okay I hated breaking up the chapter in so many little sections but I needed to move the story along and it gets boring when you have to write from one person’s perspective after awhile.
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