A/N: Inspired by the multiple fanfic and fanarts i've seen people make for this crossover, i decided to try my hand at it! this is also my first real non-drabble/prompt fic... so uh... please forgive any mistakes and please be patient with my updates.

a big thanks to my friend Sora who helped me brain storm!

EDIT: while this prologue may follow the game closely the story eventually won't. Starting from "Clovis's Palace: Intermission" the story truly goes off in it's own direction. that being said some scenes will inevitably be similar to P5 as the story is getting started and world building and powers get explained. but i hope you will continue to read it and thank you for at least checking this out!

UPDATE:i added a little more to this and made some edits to help the writing style match up with the rest of the fic. this is prolog if definitely the weakest part of the story and i may come back and tweak it a little more.

Disclaimer: I no own ether franchise

Lelouch opened his violet eyes and stared at the unfamiliar stone ceiling. Blinking, he tried to sit up but found that his arms were bound behind him.

Panic filled him as he took in his surroundings.

It was a prison cell.

He shifted onto his side and somehow managed to sit up. Getting up from the bed, he walked towards his cell's door.

"Oh, you're finally up." Said a woman with sort pink hair as she stepped into view on the other side of the bars.

"Hmf!" Lelouch tried to talk but realized he was muzzled. The panic flared again and he tried to use his shoulder to dislodge the muzzle.

"Worry not." Another woman walked into view, standing next to the first. "The bindings only exist here. The you in reality is safe and fast asleep."

Reality? Lelouch thought. Then where…? Sadly he wasn't given much time think.

"Welcome, Trickster, to my velvet room." A man's deep voice drew Lelouch's attention past the two women and towards the center of the room outside his cell.

There, sitting at a desk and dressed in a black tuxedo, was an old man with a wide grin and a ridiculously long nose.

"This place exists between dream and reality, mind and matter." The old man continued, tapping his fingers along his desk. "It is a room that only those who are bound by a 'contract' may enter. I am Igor, Master of this place. Remember it well."

As the old man talked Lelouch took in his surroundings. The room was indeed a prison but the walls of the cells were padded with soft blue velvety looking fabric and the floor reminded him of a chessboard. Chains hung from the ceilings and bound the cell bars. Tangled amongst them were chess pieces.

He shifted his eyes to the two women, identical except for their hair and eyes. While the one on the right had pink hair the other had black. While the black haired lady had an eye patch on her right eye, the other had it on her left eye. Beyond that they were the same.

The same pink eyes, the same black eye patch, the same blue prison guard uniform, and the same voice.

"I summoned you to speak of important matters." Igor's voice drew Lelouch's attention back. "It involves your life as well."

Important matters? Lelouch's eyes narrowed in suspision.

Lelouch tried to open his mouth to speak but couldn't. The fabric around his mouth was uncomfortably tight. He finally glanced down at himself and realized why his body was bound in such an unpleasant way.

He was wearing a white prison straight jacket.

He frowned and turned his attention back to the old man. Igor's grin seemed to widen a little as he turned his attention to the room around himself and spoke.

"Still, this is a surprise. The state of this room reflects the state of your heart. To think that it would appear as a prison. You truly are a 'prisoner' of fate."

Lelouch's frown deepened as the old man continued.

"In the near future, there is no doubt that ruin is awaiting you."

Ruin? What is he talking about?

Lelouch inclined his head up, indicating for Igor to continue.

"I speak of Ragnarok, the end of everything. However, there is a way to oppose this fate." Igor locked eyes with Lelouch and placed a chess piece on his desk. "You must play a 'game'. A Game for freedom…" The chess piece was a white King and the sight of it made Lelouch sick. Anger, betrayal, abandonment, and the burning desire for revenge swirled within him, churning and twisting until he was dizzy. "That is the only way you shall avoid Ragnarok. Do you have the resolve to challenge the distortion of your world?"

Lelouch could do nothing but nod. After all, the word Ragnarok literally meant the end of the world and he couldn't allow such an event to happen. If it did then Nunnally…

"Allow me to oversee your game." As Igor concluded the two women stepped back, bringing attention to themselves. "Ah, forgive me. I have not yet introduced the others. To your left is Tempus, to your right Spatium. They are to serve as your wardens here."

"Do try your hardest," Spatium replied calmly.

"It is our duty to protect our inmates. We shall also be your collaborators," Tempus stated.

"So long as you behave yourself," They added simultaneously.

"I shall explain their roles at another time." Igor placed his right elbow on the desk and leaned on his hand. "Now then, the night is ending… it is almost time. Take your time to understand this place, for we shall surely meet again."

The sound of a prison bell ringing flooded the room, startling Lelouch. The teen stepped back and looked around.

"It seems that's all the time we have for now," Spatuim explained. "You should hurry and return to sleep."

Lelouch turned towards her sharply but his vision quickly faded to black.

-o-o-o-o-o-o-

Lelouch groggily opened his eyes and squinted at the offending light slipping between the curtains.

Sitting up he placed his head in his hand.

The dream he had just had was a strange mix of blurry but vivid and left a horrible feeling in his stomach.

Sighing, he looked to his cell phone. He meant to check the time but instead saw a strange red and black app icon.

"The heck is this?" he blinked, still not fully awake. "I didn't download it…" he deleted the app and got out of bed.

The dream had been weird and he was practically swimming in this horrible feeling…

He could only hope the day got better.

A/N: thank you for reading and i hope you enjoy! please tell me what you thought! i will try to update once every week or once every two weeks but i'm unsure if i can keep it up ^^; so i will apologize in advance for any long waits between chapters. (Also, can you guess who the velvet room attendant is? she is from the CG franchise.)