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 6
Earlier onboard the Avalon
Schneizel emerged from the bathroom to see that his prize had not yet moved from his curled up position on the bed. Instead of sleeping, the teenager had gotten a hold of the remote control and was flipping through various channels on the flat screen television. He was obviously avoiding anything involving the catastrophe in Tokyo Settlement and Zero’s death that dominated the news. However it was unavoidable, especially when the deceased Viceroy of Area 11’s picture was displayed among the casualties.
The remote control clattered to the ground as the former Eleventh Prince stared at his sister’s image in complete shock. Although he had known there was no way Nunnally could have survived the FLEIJA, and even after Rolo’s confirmation; the news report of Zero being responsible for the death of yet another Viceroy was the final nail in the coffin. The youth who had been the CEO of the Black Knights, wanted to look away, to turn off the television and dive under the covers. However, he was held prisoner yet again by images of the princess and her recorded speech of wanting nothing but peace for Area 11 by re-establishing the Special Zone.
“Why?” Zero asks brokenly, “Why Nunnally… why did you have to die?”
Toweling his damp blonde hair, the Second Prince inwardly sighed before he approached, picking up the remote control and sitting down on the side of the bed. He muted the volume, bringing Lelouch out of his state shock for the moment. Hesitantly, that single violet eye tears itself from their little sister to focus on him.
“War is always tragic, Lelouch,” he tells his younger half-brother, “For it has divided our nation as well as our family on opposing sides of the battlefield. Casualties will always involve the innocent such as Nunnally. Surely you’ve realized this by now. Had you only accepted surrender at the Shrine, it wouldn’t have had to come down to this tragedy.”
The words tear into the former terrorist than any bullet ever could. The leader of the rebellion shifted his gaze, digging fingers into the bed sheets until his knuckles turned white. “I soaked this country in so much blood…Britannians… and the Japanese; I couldn’t let it all be in vain. My rebellion… wasn’t about Nunnally anymore but the people who supported me as Zero.”
Reaching out, Schneizel captured both his prisoner’s wrists with one hand and effortlessly dragged the surprised teenager over to straddle his lap. Lelouch made a noise of surprise but all struggles stilled when he caught his older sibling’s frosty lavender stare. The Second Prince was uncaring when semen dripped down Lelouch’s thighs onto the expensive robe he wear; he reached forward to grasp the boy’s chin forcing his gaze forward.
“Then you have your answer, Lelouch,” Schneizel spoke simply, “Nunnally died, as well as Clovis and Euphemia, because your rebellion was more important. Not just their lives, but the innocents who were killed between the events of the Special Zone and the recent battle that destroyed the Tokyo Settlement.”
Angry tears escaped both of Lelouch’s eyes and the Second Prince was unable to avoid the temptation as he leaned forward to lick them away.
“There is no point in dwelling in the past, Lelouch. What is important is the present. I will make Euphie’s and Nunnally’s dream a reality.”
“Sch… Schneizel….?”
He was immediately silence when that tongue trailed down to delve into his mouth and Lelouch’s hands that were once released quickly grabbed onto the front of the other’s robe. Schneizel dominated his mouth just as he did his body only minutes ago and he gratefully welcomed the distraction. He willed his thoughts on the kiss rather than his lost sister who was still being displayed on the television screen behind him.
When The Second Prince broke away, he turned the television off while letting the other catch his breath. He reached out and gently brushed his thumb against Lelouch’s swollen lower lip. The tears had stopped falling and that single violet eye was now staring at him with rapt attention.
“I told you before, little brother, that I carry no grudge. I understand your animosity towards the Empire you have tried to destroy.” Schneizel moved to pin his prize against the bed, while smiling down at the confused raven-haired prince. “When you return from your mission… I will show you, the world that will know only peace.”
Present
Lelouch couldn’t help but let his gloved fingers brush against his lips as he couldn’t help but remember his time with Schneizel onboard the Avalon. He wished he could clear his mind of such indecent thoughts especially when he was now within the parallel world. He really would have liked to see it; the world his older brother had promised to create. However, the cast away prince needed to settle his past more than anything else.
From a distance, he could make out the current Britannian Emperor and suppressed his rage as he casually stepped forward. If the ruler was aware he had a visitor, he didn’t turn to acknowledge him. His father was fixated with the grotesque winding structure before them, and Lelouch remained silent as he approached. The most powerful man in the world, extended his hand, palm raised towards the heavens above.
“God!” Charles Zi Britannia rumbled; his voice challenging and fearless. “Hear me now! The time has come to settle this.”
“You are mistaken.”
God had not been the one to respond. Instead, it was the child who had renounced his title and waved the banner of rebellion against his own country. Charles lowered his hand, not the faintest emotion crossed his aged features as he immediately recognized the voice of his wayward offspring.
“You raised your voice to call upon God. However, it is not God you need to settle things with, Charles Zi Britannia! It is me, your son.”
The 98th Emperor of the Holy Britannian Empire turned towards the source of the voice to acknowledge the intruder for the first time. His lips quirked in an amused smile despite those dangerous mismatched eyes glaring back at him. That foolish child who had lost everything still wanted to fight, did he?
“And how will you challenge me?” Charles asks, “Your Geass will no longer work on me. Neither gun nor sword can kill me.”
The Eleventh Prince only stares back at him, not the least bit intimidated like their last two encounters. Suddenly the fierce glare is gone, replaced by a devilish smirk that made the self-proclaimed God-slayer pause and look at him with grave seriousness. Lelouch’s dark laughter is laced with insanity and it echoes off the ruins.
“But I don’t need to kill you, father,” the architect of the rebellion informs him calmly, “by coming here to this parallel world, you have already ensured my victory.”
Thunder splits the sky and the serene atmosphere is thrown into disarray. Emotion finally breaks across the Emperor’s stony expression and it is one of complete surprise. He has stepped foot in this world as many times as he strode into his own throne room, and never before has he seen such chaos. Realization dawns and he frowns disapprovingly at the culprit.
“You sealed the exit!”
“Correct,” the unmasked Zero responds as he leans against a cracked colonnade. “You, I, and the power of Geass are now trapped here in this system forever. If you can no longer interfere with the real world, then all your plans mean nothing. You, Charles Zi Britannia, might as well be dead!”
~*~*~*~*~
Suzaku did not even acknowledge the parting kiss before it was too late and Lelouch had long gone into that other world and would never be coming back. Stiffly, he managed to stand once again and stared in the direction where he childhood friend had disappeared to. So many things had been left unsaid and the Honorary Britannian found himself retrieving the knight pendant bestowed upon him in what felt like a decade ago.
“Euphie… you knew all along that Lelouch was Zero, didn’t you?”
The princess’ knight had realized it must have been on that island prior to the Avalon’s attack. He had been separated from Euphemia and ended up stranded with Kallen whom had revealed herself to be both captain of Zero’s elite guard and the Guren’s pilot. It was strange seeing the terrorist leader and his princess standing side by side, even if Zero had held her at gunpoint. Now that he thought about, Zero could have killed Euphie then or even before that. Then there was that time at the Special Zone when she wanted to speak to Zero alone… she must have known. Was it possible that she intended to create the SAZ for both Lelouch and Nunnally as well? Zero had been unarmed when he went to see the Princess; did he really have the intention of joining her?
The Knight of Seven couldn’t help but wonder if Lelouch’s Geass hadn’t activated and went out of control as he claimed. If the slaughter of the Japanese never took place, there would have been peace. Both Euphie and Nunnally would still be alive. Lelouch would still exist in this world. Suzaku was sure with Britannia under Schneizel’s control there would be peace again… but the three siblings would not be around to see their dream turn into reality.
Suddenly, the Geass command quickly alerted him to mortal danger. Before he knew it, Suzaku was running towards the cave entrance, seconds before he heard thunderous explosions sound off behind him. As much as he wanted to die at this moment, the command forced Suzaku to live by making him increase his pace. Perhaps that was his own sin for firing the FLEIJA, he must live with these sins that caused millions do die. He would…
Suzaku quickly dove for cover at the oncoming barrage of gunfire swept across the air. Looking up, the battle between the Emperor’s personal forces and Lelouch’s Geassed rebellion were still fighting and it was impossible to differentiate friend from foe. All he knew now was that he had to leave before he was caught in the crossfire. However, the moment he started running towards the direction of his aircraft, the ground cracked and caved in from beneath his feet.
‘Ironic,’ Suzaku couldn’t help but wonder as the world went black, ‘I’m going to die, and right when I’ve decided that I want to live.’
~*~*~*~*~
Diethard Reid went over the proposal again until he had every word practically memorized. In his private quarters, he pulled up a web browser on his computer and began his research rather than join the others on the Bridge. He was probably the only Black Knight as well as Britannian, who was engrossed by Damocles; and not just that…
Prince Schneizel had left on an urgent matter to Kamine Island, which was where the Emperor himself was at. It made Diethard wonder if the ruler of the Britannian Empire had consented about the loss of one nation in order to capture one traitorous heir who just happened to have supernatural power. No, Schneizel had responded much too quickly back at the meeting and must indeed be acting on his own.
The staff officer blinked as an incoming message window suddenly appeared on screen from one of his agents - it truly was a pity of have lost Sayako, but he had to make do with what he had. His eyebrows practically shot up into his hairline as steel blue eyes were transfixed on the brief report. This news was… unbelievable… unexpected…
The Emperor’s flagship and strike force were being cut down by a rebellion. Someone was actually challenging the monarch who ruled a third of the world shortly after the FLEIJA incident. One person came to mind. There was only one person who would dare to wield a sword against a formidable foe despite the dire situation. One person who had stood alone in front of a military convoy and demand the release of a single Eleven for the lives of hundreds of gathered Britannians.
“It’s Zero!” Diethard hissed in realization, “it has to be!”
He quickly glanced over to the second set of reports about the Shinkiro theft and former the former Pureblood Faction leader, Jeremiah Gottwald’s sudden disappearance. Diethard very much doubted that the Second Prince was under the influence of Geass, so was it possible that he and Zero were collaborating together? Was that why the Prince made sure the Enemy of the Empire was taken alive? Was this a Coup D’etat?
Of course! It made perfect sense! The media manipulator’s face broke out into a wide grin as he began to pack. After all, the only reason why he joined this rebellion in the first place was for Zero; the prince who had promised to crush his own homeland, the Holy Britannian Empire. He had believed that story had been cancelled upon Zero’s capture.
But all was not as it seemed, Diethard should have realized as he backed up and then deleted his personal records from the hard drive before shutting the system down. He would take his leave now and eagerly head for Kamine Island where he hoped to catch the story he had been searching for his entire career. He had no desire to stay with the Black Knights any longer; especially now that Li Xingke had taken over the position as leader. Only the winners of war got to set the course of history after all.
~*~*~*~*~
“Lelouch,” Charles Vi Britannia rumbles the name of his errant son, “you are a fool.”
The teenager only shrugs dismissively as he takes a seat upon some of the ruins. The storm has calmed and the calm has returned as sunlight breaks over the horizon. It is a false sky, and Lelouch knows that in the real world it is still night and dawn is hours away.
“So, it looks like we have plenty of time now,” the Eleventh Prince speaks with false contentment and a masked smile, “will you answer me, who was it that killed my mother and what was your excuse for letting her die?”
“The irony,” the Emperor responds in contempt. “Here you are seeking the truth; you who have come this far by your deception and lies.”
Lelouch gives a wicked smirk as he interlaces his fingers together before him. ‘That’s right, father,’ he thinks while only wishing the man could read his thoughts, ‘think the worst of me. Know that I am everything you despise… and yet it is your blood coursing through my veins.’
“That is true,” Lelouch admits without guilt or remorse in his voice, “I have lied every step of the way, and not just about my name and past; but I have hidden my true intentions as well.”
He can’t help but dwell back when he formed the Black Knights. Back when he had claimed to be a hero for justice, because everyone loved a hero. However, that was a lie. His true intention was not to liberate the Japanese; but to crush the royal family and build a world for his sister out of the ruins. Yes, it was never the oppressed Japanese people that drove him to his action. It was all done for Nunnally’s sake.
“You see that is how I have come to know how the real world rotates,” Zero continues, “Everyone depends on the lies; whether it’s lying to family, to friends, and society. Everyone must wear a mask, a different face in order to survive… and is that sin? What is one’s true face?”
He looks into the Emperor’s cold violet irises and no longer feels fear as he did before, knowing his memories could be rewritten at any moment.
“Even you wear a mask, father,” he points out, “the mask of an Emperor. None of us can make a move without our respective personas.”
His father stares at him impassively before turning away. The world instantly shifts to that of a grand library on Charles’ whim. The scenery is not the only thing that changes. Lelouch looks down and notes his clothes have transformed and he is wearing his Ashford Academy uniform like before. The symbolism is not lost on the Eleventh Prince as he hides his extreme annoyance. Once again he is dressed as a student in the presence of a master.
“You are wrong,” the Emperor rebukes as he turns to select a book from the shelf behind him, “When we realize that lies have no meaning in the endless flow of eternity, those personas will vanish. When we understand each other, conflict will disappear.”
The young prince found himself averting his gaze when he felt the Emperor’s stare burn into him as if to brand him. There was another reason why Lelouch had a difficult time meeting the older man’s gaze and it wasn’t out of fear of being Geassed. It was because he had his father’s eyes while every other physical trait belonged to his mother.
“That all sounds like metaphysical nonsense to me,” Lelouch snaps growing uncomfortable in this scenery as his eyes roam the rows of bookshelves that seem to go on forever in all directions. Would he spend his eternity here reading all these books?
“It will soon be reality,” the Emperor informs him and Lelouch draws his attention away from the shelves and back onto the man whom he is doomed to spend eternity with. Charles turns around and smiles broadly, “you see this is my Ragnarok connection. Soon these masks seen as this deceit will be discarded from the world, revealing the truth.”
~*~*~*~*~
“That is the situation, my lord,” Knight of Twelve, Monica Krushevsky, and current commander of the Emperor’s flagship finished her brief status report before.
Onboard the Avalon, Schneizel nodded before ending the transmission. He had given both Lelouch and Suzaku enough time to complete their objective. To avoid any possible suspicion, he began to order the Avalon’s strike force to attack any foe that refused to surrender. Lelouch’s Geassed subordinates would be eliminated as would this false rebellion.
“Has there been any word from, Suzaku?” Schneizel turned to ask his aide who only shook his head silently. The Second Prince sighed as he watched Knightmares frames fight, crash, and burn with cold indifference. Perhaps he had expected too much.
“Well, Sir Kururugi,” he greeted as he approached the two teenagers who were staring at one another in contempt, “I will leave my little brother’s well being in your hands.”
“Er… yes, your highness.”
The pilot of the Lancelot nodded with a quick salute while the other only rolled his eye. Schneizel smiled in amusement much to the other boy’s annoyance. His grin widened; for Lelouch was undeniably ‘cute’ when he was annoyed. To the Knight of Seven’s confusion, he leaned forward and brushed some dark raven hair away from Lelouch’s uncovered eye.
“You aren’t going to run away, are you?” he asks in a teasingly manner.
Lelouch growls under his breath and swats the hand that descends to cup his chin, “As if I would run away from anything.”
It is an unspoken promise and The Second Prince only nods.
“Then I shall await your return.”
Schneizel leans back on his throne, one of his gloved hands tapping on one of the arms as he listens absently to Gino’s message with disinterest.
“Well, Lelouch? Are you running away after all?”
~*~*~*~*~
“What?!” Li Xingke barked from his command position on the Ikaruga’s main control room, “the Shinkiro has been stolen?! Why has this only come to my attention now?!”
Sitting off to the side, Empress Tianze flinches as it is rare to hear her most devoted follower and dearest friend raise his voice in anger. The last time he had done so, was at her own wedding to Prince Odysseus of the Britannian Empire, when Zero held her at gunpoint. Even though the time and circumstances were different; the matter still involved her best friend’s former self-proclaimed husband once more… or at least his Knightmare frame.
“Our apologies, sir,” Sugiyama began, “the ground control officers saw no indication of a breakout. To them, it just vanished into thin air until they pulled this recording.”
Xingke’s brows furrowed as he watched the brief surveillance footage. One moment the Shinkiro was stationary with even Black Knights passing by the hanger. The next moment, the Knightmare frame was moving, and what was odd how no one seemed to notice.
No… it seemed as if everyone had been frozen in place judging by the still hand gestures and the cease of conversation. It was several seconds after the Shinkiro all but flew out of the Ikaruga that the people on camera were animated again. They hadn’t even noticed the missing Knightmare that had all but stepped over their heads like ants!
“We questioned everyone who had been present. No one remembers seeing it leave,” Sugiyama spoke with a dark frown upon his face. Although neither he nor Minami were present when Prince Schneizel had unveiled their leader for the tyrant he was, it didn’t take much convincing for Sugiyama to start believing in the supernatural. He had been one of the Black Knights who had shot Zero back at the store house.
At the terminal below Xingke, Kyoshiro Tohdoh’s fist collided loudly upon the hard surface. The Pilot of the Zengetsu was glowering and spoke the one word everyone in the room began to fear if they hadn’t already.
“Geass.” Tohdoh began to type in a name into the Black Knight’s database. “It has to be that cursed power. There’s no other explanation.”
Ohgi blinked utterly confused, “But Lelouch was taken off the Ikaruga long before the theft. How could he…”
“It’s Rolo!” beside the Deputy Commander, Villetta Nu, who’s golden eyes were wide with shock and fear, made her the center of attention. “I thought he was still in Area 11 covering for Lelouch at the Academy. I had no idea he would have been fighting here the entire time…”
Xingke frowned, “is this Rolo another Geass user?”
The former commander of the OSI nodded quickly. “Yes, he was an assassin dispatched by the Geass Order to monitor Lelouch and pose as his little brother. His Geass allows him to stop a person’s perception of time… he uses it exclusively to kill whether it be comrade or foe. Rolo is dangerous and has absorbed himself into the role as Lelouch’s sibling.”
Tohdoh’s face turns even grimmer as he points to the main screen where he directs his findings from the database. A young brunet Britannian child appears on the wide screen. He was hardly intimidating as Viletta described, probably fifteen years of age, with his youthful face, large lavender eyes, and dressed in a Black Knights uniform.
“He was a new recruit who piloted the Vincent, and assigned by Zero himself to his own personal force shortly after Kallen’s capture,” Tohdoh informed them, “According to Asahina who received intelligence from Commander Kinoshita; this boy participated in one of Zero’s secret missions: the massacre of a Britannian science facility within the Chinese Federation. He even carried out Zero’s orders to kill every unarmed man, woman, and child with extreme prejudice.”
Tohdoh patched in the video feed he received from Asahina during the battle for Tokyo, and the child empress quickly shielded her face within Kaguya’s kimono. All eyes widened in horror as the Zero Squad, the Elite Guard of their former Supreme Commander and heroes for justice… were gunning down unarmed civilians who were fleeing in terror. It was just as gruesome as the first Special Zone that was orchestrated by the same man. Even if those people had been their enemies, someone in the room was whispering a prayer while others cried.
“Asahina had gone into the Government Bureau during the battle to apprehend this Rolo before he was killed in the FLEIJA’s blast,” the General spoke hoarsely as he remembered the last words of his words of his faithful subordinate. They would forever echo in his memory for as long as Tohdo shall live.
‘We can’t trust Commander Zero.’
Ohgi turned towards the new leader of the Black Knights who was glaring at the monitor even when it no longer displayed a visual image. “Your orders… sir?”
Xingke leaned forward, his hands curling into fists at his sides.
“Track down the Shinkiro and destroy it. We cannot allow Britannia to gain that Knightmare Frame and another Geass power.”
~*~*~*~*~
Suzaku’s head was killing him. That was odd. He had believed there would be no pain once he succumbed to death. Then again, this could be Hell and the start of his eternal suffering.
“Oh dear me,” he heard a female voice – a demon’s perhaps – hover over his ear, “it looks like he’s going to be out of it. Whatever shall we do?”
“Just leave him here, I guess,” another female voice responds nonchalantly.
“Oh, but that’s no fun! I know… I’ll leave him a message!”
“On his face?”
“I’ll make sure to write backwards so he can read it in a reflection.”
“It’s a good thing Lelouch never inherited your sense of humor.”
Suzaku cringed and wished the voices would shut up and leave him to his suffering. However, he quickly came to his senses as the name that had been spoken registered in his mind. Lelouch. Why were these two women talking about him? Did they know him?
The Knight of Seven forces himself to open his eyes and when his vision clears, he’s staring right into Anya Alstreim’s youthful surprised face. She draws back into a sitting position, twirling a black marker in one hand. It’s her unusual facial expression of annoyance catches him off guard.
“Anya?” he asks, wondering if his eyes are playing tricks on him. Suzaku looks around to see he is apparently still in the land of the living before his gaze locks on a third person. Sitting on a rock a short distance away, was Zero’s green-haired witch clutching a large yellow plush to her chest. “C2?”
What was she doing here, and with the Knight of Six? How did they even know one another?
“What are you doing here?” the pink haired girl asked him instead, “judging by the blood on your blade and Bismark’s slashed up corpse we found in the bushes; you aren’t here to help Charles.”
What… Charles? No Knight of the Round ever addressed the Emperor so personally. Not even Bismark who had served him the longest. Well there was Lloyd; but he wasn’t a Round and this was…
“Anya?” he found himself repeating wishing he could get his brain cells to work.
“Hmm?” the girl murmured before breaking out into a large smile that all but confused the Honorary Britannian even more. Finally she decided to take pity on him. “Oh, well you see, right now I am Marianne Vi Britannia, Lelouch and Nunnally’s mother!”
Suzaku pinched the bridge of his nose as his headache became a little more unbearable. “You’re who?”
“Marianne,” C2 spoke up with a weary sigh, “Perhaps you should let me explain to Suzaku, while you try to fix the gate’s control panel.”
“Fine, fine. I’ll get on it.” Anya – Marianne – shrugged as she stood up. Her abnormal glowing crimson eyes turn to regard Suzaku and her mouth curves into a teasing smile that he has occasionally seen on Lelouch’s face. “See you in a little bit, Sir Spins-a-lot.”
Sir… what? Was all Suzaku could wonder as he watched the strange girl who had been his comrade, practically skip towards the cave. What in the world was going on here? What the hell was wrong with Anya?
“Ah, such an amusing nickname,” C2 commented though looking hardly amused, “Lelouch’s mother must really like you, Suzaku.”
The brunet shook his head and frowned as he pointed a shaking finger towards the immortal witch, who didn’t seem offended by the rude gesture.
“You,” he began as he continued to point, “start making sense, right now!”
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End Chapter 6
Author’s Note:
Another speedy update, I can’t believe I’m almost half-way through writing this story in the same month it was published! :: pats self on back:: When I decided to stretch this story from a plot-what-plot one-shot into a ten chapter series. However, since some chapters are going to be long drawn out smut scenes and others just focused on the plot; I’ve decided to stretch it into twenty chapters and two main arcs.
I’m sorry if Schneizel is confusing the hell out of everyone by switching from being a possessive bastard and then an uncaring one. However, that’s how I believe he was portrayed in the anime and the Imperial Siblings drama sound episode where he says to Clovis (who is on his way to become the Viceroy of Area 11 to honor Lelouch’s memory) that “a kind heart is not a virtue, not for ones who stand at the top.” Yet he shows concern and care for his siblings even if he’s willing to use them as pawns in his game.
I really dislike stripping dialogue straight from the anime but didn’t have much of a choice when writing the scene between Charles and Lelouch. I made a small change that Charles can manipulate pretty much anything in the system (like Lelouch’s clothes for example).
Anyway, please review! I love reading and responding to them.
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