Chapter 1

Hey everyone, this my first fanfiction crossover. I am sorry if story become lame as y'all read, I will try to improve on that and all comments and idea are welcome.

Disclaimer: I don't own Code Geass or Marvel.

2017 A.T.B
In the back of the hijacked terrorist truck

'No signal for my cell phone, dark as night during the day and the roughness of the road surface indicate we are in the old subway tunnels.' Lelouch thought as he sat, one leg over the other, and waited for something he could use.

Shortly after Kallen had deployed her Glasgow, he had discovered she had left a radio behind along with her presumptive disguise in her haste.

'The driver's probably looking for an exit in the Ghetto.' Lelouch continued his calm thought process as he waited. 'On my own, getting out of here will be tricky...I'm not that big on the military, but I could hand this radio over and claim military protection...oh, no I can't -Clovis or one of his flunkeys might come and recognise me. Need another plan...'

Alone in the dark, the exiled prince tried to plan for all possibilities. Little did he know, his salvation would lie next to him as he did.

"Whoa!" Lelouch said as the truck came to an abrupt and bumpy halt. "An accident, or...?" Lelouch wondered.

Suddenly, the side doors opened. Lelouch ran to one side to try to avoid being seen through the opening, but it was too late.

The masked Britannian soldier spin kicked Lelouch, knocking him into crates and an aluminum briefcase, which the glass test tube containing thick black ink liquid from the briefcase fall out, breaking it.

"Enough mindless murder!" The soldier snarled at him.

"Wha? Wait, I'm..." Lelouch tried to get out before the choking hand clenched briefly, cutting off his air temporarily.

"Planning on using poison gas, eh? Stop trying to lie!" the soldier snarled.

Lelouch considered himself a fairly controlled individual, but he hated being accused of things he hadn't done. He always had.

"Get. Off. Of. Me!" Lelouch snarled back at the soldier and backed up his words with a swift kick to the soldier's midriff, which was dodged, to Lelouch's surprise.

"First off," Lelouch said as the soldier landed from his dodge, "I'm a Britannian, you can tell by my uniform. Secondly, I'm not here by choice." Lelouch strode forward a step, to show his Ashford Academy uniform.

The soldier stiffened at the sight of Lelouch in the light. "No way..." he breathed.

"If this is poison gas, the only people who could make it is Britannia! 'Mindless Murder', you say?" Lelouch said, anger and resentment at his former homeland bubbling to the surface. "Then simply obliterate Britannia!"

Then the figure said something Lelouch never expected.

"Lelouch..." The soldier pulled off his helmet to reveal a familiar face Lelouch had not seen in seven long years.

"It's me, Suzaku." said the boy who had helped him protect his sister from the invasion.

"Y-You became a Britannian Soldier?!" Lelouch said in shock.

"So? You're a-" Suzaku started to say, when Lelouch cut him off.

"No, I'm not! This truck crashed and I went to help it, then it drove off with me in it!" Lelouch tried to explain, only for Suzaku to raise an eyebrow.

"Considering how smart you are, is that really the best excuse you can give?" Suzaku asked. Lelouch felt like gnashing his teeth.

"I can't 'make up a better excuse' because that's what really happened!" Lelouch retorted as he rolled his eyes. "Argh! You really haven't changed a bit! Once you get an idea into your head, you hang onto it more tenaciously than Kaguya-sama used to hang off of me!"

All of a sudden, the 'poison gas canister' began to glow and emit light. Lelouch was suddenly tackled to the ground by Suzaku, who then forced his own gas mask over Lelouch's mouth and nose.

The sphere's four lids then popped open, and instead of poison gas, a girl appeared. Her hair was jade green and waist length, her eyes were the same colour as gold. She was dressed in a Britannian prisoner's straitjacket that left nothing to the imagination as it clung to her slim, lithe body.

She looked at the two stunned young men, before collapsing into an unconscious heap.

"That's not poison gas." Suzaku muttered, confused.

Lelouch nodded before forcing Suzaku's hand away from his mouth. "Something smells like a rat, and I don't mean the sewage pipes." he said, before getting up and moving towards the girl. Unknown to them the black muck crawl into Lelouch's shoes while he was down.

"Suzaku, be straight with me here," continued Lelouch as he undid the bindings on the straight jacket, "What the heck does a girl have to do with poison gas?"

"It's what they told us in the briefing, I swear." But the talk was cut short when the tunnel was flooded in light and a group of armed men came into view. Their uniforms made it clear they were part of the royal guard. Lelouch knew they were in deep shit.

"Stinking monkey. Being an honorary Britannian will not excuse you!" A man with a scar on his face, obviously the leader, shouted at Suzaku. Suzaku ran up to the man.

"But sir, I was told this was poison gas." That was not the smartest thing to say. The leader's eyes narrowed.

"How dare you question orders?" Lelouch immediately realized that the higher-ups of the military would not let this go public and most likely silence everyone one way or another to save their skin. But scarface wasn't done yet. He grabbed his gun and held it to Suzaku. "However, in light of your outstanding military performance I'm going to be lenient. Private Kururugi, take this and execute the terrorist!" Suzaku stared at the gun, then at Lelouch.

"But he's not a terrorist! He's a civilian who got caught up in all this." 'Suzaku, you idiot!' Lelouch thought 'Do you think he cares? I'm a witness and they don't want witnesses!' Scarface thoughts seemed to go in a similar direction.

"You insubordinate little... Didn't you swear your life to Britannia?" Suzaku flinched.

"Well, yes, but..." Then he smiled at Lelouch "But I won't do it, sir. I wont shoot a civilian. I'm sorry, but I can't follow your orders." Lelouch was touched. What Suzaku had just done was brave... and incredibly stupid.

"Very well then." With that, the leader shot Suzaku in the back. Suzaku dropped like a stone, without a single sound. Then, scarface turned to Lelouch. "Well schoolboy, not a good day to cut class." His tone became louder as he ordered his men "Collect the boy. Once you've secured him, kill the student." Lelouch's eyes widened. Was this it? Then the driver cabin of the truck behind them exploded. Lelouch took this as a sign from god and ran into a tunnel, grabbing the girl by the arm as her feet were not tied up.

Lelouch leaned on the wall and went through the past ten minutes again. It was ridiculous that an hour ago, his biggest worry had been that Shirley would chew him out for his gambling again and now he was fearing for his life. He looked at the girl,, who had tripped.

"What the hell are you? This chaos is all your fault, isn't it? Worst of all, Britannia has... even killed Suzaku!" The girl struggled against the restraints that kept her arms bound and her mouth silenced. Lelouch could have helped her, but the girl seemed to know what she was doing and would most likely free herself in a few minutes. Right now, Lelouch had bigger worries, like what was going on. He could hear the screams, explosions and gunfire all the way down here. Lelouch knew what was happening, but he couldn't understand how it had come to this. His brother Clovis had never been one for violence, he was a pacifist if there had ever been one. Did those seven years change him that much? Lelouch knew best how fast people changed and seven years were a long time, but this was something he never thought his brother was capable of. But now it was time to move, before one of those armed idiots found a map that showed the exit of this tunnel or developed enough brains to send people into the tunnel after them. There had been at least fifteen people with automatic guns and only three tunnels where two unarmed escapes could have run into. He was thankful for the steadily increasing stupidity in the military.

Lelouch silently swore. He was laying on the staircase leading up and was forced to watch the royal guards shoot down a group of civilians who had used this warehouse as a hiding place. Why did he get all the rotten luck? Couldn't something good happen, just for a change? It seemed his wish was granted as the royal guard was getting ready to leave, but then his cellphone rang. He knew only one person who would call him at a time like this: Shirley. Nobody else had such miserable timing. He silenced his phone but it was too late.

Back in Ashford academy, Shirley Fenette stared at her cell phone in disbelief.

"That jerky hung up on me!" She would kill him when she'd get her hands on him.

They dragged Lelouch to a wall and he suddenly knew how a prisoner felt when facing the firing squad. One last brutal shove knocked him off his feet and he slammed into the wall. He stayed seated. There was no way out of this. But this couldn't just end here, who would take care of his sister if he died here? Scarface obviously didn't care.

"And now, my clever young friend, you have no future!" the man finally finished his monologue and began to raise his sidearm.

'Is this it?' Lelouch wondered as the man's pistol was raised and the trigger was slowly pulled.

At the proverbial last instant, the girl rushed forward and cried out, "NO! He mustn't die!" throwing herself in front of Lelouch.

The bullet struck her square in the forehead.

"Y-You shot her!" Lelouch exclaimed, stepping forward and caught her falling body on reflex and gently laid it on the ground.

"We were supposed to capture the female alive, but, oh well." The man shrugged, unconcerned by the death of his target. He tapped his chin with the muzzle of his pistol for a couple of moments, and then an evil smirk crossed his face.

"This is what the report shall say then: We, the Royal Guard, found and exterminated the nest of terrorists," he waved his pistol to indicate the warehouse they currently stood in, filled with the dead bodies of innocent Japanese civilians, including ten year old children, "But unfortunately, the female hostage had already been tortured to death. What do you think of my script, schoolboy?" The sneer in the man's words was all too evident.

Lelouch was numb. 'First Suzaku is killed, then this girl. And I am next. Before I have a chance to do a single thing with my own life. I' m sorry, Nunnally!'

Before any of the Royal Guards could fire, the black muck inside Lelouch's right shoe expend and consumed Lelouch.