"I have delivered you an army. Make sure to use it well."

Nunnally stared at the note, shocked. An army? For her? Who gave this note to her? Questions whirled in her head as she tried to figure out what to do. She turned to C.C. "C.C.-san, do you know who left this note?"

"No."

"Weren't you in here when the person left it here?"

"I'm not your maid. I don't have to watch things for you."

Frustrated, Nunnally turned away as she turned her attention back to the note. It bothered her that the note was so ambiguous. How was she supposed to use an army that she didn't know where it was? Recognition crossed her face as she remembered the phone call Kallen had earlier. Was the person on the other end of the call the one who gave her this note? It made sense. Kallen was a terrorist who no doubt belonged to a resistance group. Her group could be the "army" that was left for her at the Tokyo Tower observation platform.

For a split second, she felt relieved to know that she now had somebody behind her to help her in her quest to destroy Britannia and to save Suzaku. In the back of her head, she always knew that she wouldn't be able to destroy Britannia on her own. She knew that she would only be killed if she fought alone. Now that she had this army, she could fearlessly attack without worry of fighting alone. But then it crashed down on her.

An army only follows a strong leader.

She had to prove herself to be a strong leader in order for them to follow her. If she proved weak at any moment, they would quickly leave her in favor of a stronger leader. Her fingers on the note tightened. How would she be able to figure out a way to make them follow her? At that second, she felt helpless; the same feeling she had felt her entire life. There was no way she could save Suzaku. She had never been able to save anybody; everybody dear to her was either killed or hurt. She glanced once more at the note before taking a deep, steady breath. But whoever gave her this note had some trust in her; enough to give her an army. She would show she wasn't helpless.

She placed the note back onto the desk before collapsing into her desk chair. Now that she had convinced herself, how was she going to free Suzaku? Even if she somehow was able to reach him, there was no way she could just walk up to him and free him. She was Britannian, and no one would follow a Britannian to destroy Britannia. She had to hide her face and her identity. If she could do that, everything would fall together.

As C.C. called for another pizza, Nunnally turned her desk light on as she began to plan for Suzaku's freedom.

/

The next morning, Nunnally woke early, having only squeezed in about two hours of sleep. Rubbing her tired eyes, she got up to get ready for school. Dressing herself in her school uniform quickly, she glanced down at the inconspicuous black bag that lay propped up against her bed. Again, she took a steady breath to calm herself. Everything she had planned for today weighed entirely on her geass. If she miscalculated anything, everything would fall apart.

She glanced over to her bed to see C.C. sprawled out across her bed, her impassive gaze fixed on her. Nunnally looked away. She still remembered what C.C. had said to her. That she was less interesting than what she had originally thought. It hurt because it meant that everything she had done had not even fazed Britannia. She wasn't big enough for them to even look her way. If she was going to make them fall back, she had to become stronger. She couldn't hide anymore and hope that a few dead would make them cower in fear. She was no longer helpless with this new power. Now she had to use it.

"Good morning Nunnally," Lelouch greeted as she sat down with him for breakfast.

"Good morning Onii-sama." Nunnally paused as she sat. Fear crept in heart. She was horrified to find that she couldn't smile when she saw him. And she knew why. Today, she would become a different Nunnally, one much different from Lelouch's Nunnally. As she stared at his smiling face, she only hoped this different Nunnally wouldn't change Lelouch's Nunnally. Lelouch was her reason for fighting, her reason for living; she just hoped he would never have to see any of it. She wanted him to live in a peaceful world without any worries of hiding or being found by Britannia. She never wanted to see hurt or sadness on his face again.

As she bid her brother goodbye, she headed to the main room of the school where the school was to go to watch the state funeral of Clovis. It still made her stomach churn that it was because of her that this funeral was going but she steeled herself to continue walking. As C.C. said, she had to become stronger to prove to Britannia that she was dangerous. She went inside to see everyone standing in rows and she quickly ran to her class and got in her position.

A large screen that took up the front wall blared to life, showing the funeral room where many nobles and royalty sat. Nunnally frowned as she watched the camera scan over thousands of nobles and soldiers, all with tears in their eyes as they stared on at the large portrait of Clovis that hung from the ceiling. She glared. None of them shed any tears at her mother's funeral. In fact, none of them had even come to her funeral.

"The 99th Emperor of the Holy Empire of Britannia would now like to give a word of condolence!" Nunnally watched with wide eyes as the screen zoomed in on the empty podium as the Emperor finally came into view. With a look of passive disgust, he grabbed the sides of the podium as he glared down at the rest of the men below him.

Nunnally didn't hear a word he said; she wouldn't listen. Instead, she kept to glaring as hard as she could at screen, imagining what it would be like to kill him. She wouldn't hesitate to kill him unlike how she was with Clovis. That man had caused her and Lelouch so much pain. She would hold no remorse after killing him. By the time she was brought out of her thoughts, she noticed everybody leaving. She glanced at a clock and cursed when she noticed the time. The ceremony had taken longer than she expected. If he was going to make everything today work, she had to move.

/

"Excuse me, I think someone lost this," Nunnally handed a cell phone to the receptionist with a sweet smile on her face. The woman behind the desk looked surprised before she took it with a quick thank you. "It says that it belongs to a Kallen Stadtfeld, but I don't know who that is."

"Okay, thank you." The woman said again as she turned to microphone. "Kallen Stadtfeld of Ashford Academy, your personal effects have been delivered." The woman turned to look back up to Nunnally and blinked in surprise when she was gone.

Nunnally hid as she kept one eye on the desk. Slowly, she counted in her head until Kallen walked into view as if on cue. The redheaded, sickly girl walked up to the desk and quietly said her name to the receptionist. The woman looked surprised before she pulled out the cell phone. "Is this yours?" she asked cheerfully. Kallen slowly took it and stared at it surprised. "It's yours, isn't it?" The woman asked worriedly.

"A-ah, yes. Thank you very much." Kallen nodded her head as she turned and left. After waiting for the right moment, Nunnally ran.

Nunnally ran out of the tower and made sure it was the exact time that Kallen would be alone. Counting in her head, she dialed the number of the phone and gently put it to her hear. She waited until the ringing finally stopped.

"Yes, it's me." Her voice was sharp.

"Get on the monorail loop line." She had to make sure to not add any politeness in her tone or to give any implication of who she was. She had to be a strong leader who made quick demands and who did not hold back. "Bring your friends with you." She glanced to the sides before quickly dashing towards the train. She had exactly four minutes to get ready before they arrived.

Three minutes left. The door to the train opened and she saw the train was full. Frowning, she continued onto the next car to find it full as well. She wasn't sure why she felt so strange as she politely pushed her way past people. Something wasn't right. Was that why that voice had told Kallen to come here? However, her geass had told her that one would cart would be completely empty at this time. She pushed forward until she arrived at the last car which was completely empty, the lights blaring. Nunnally ran to the other side of the car and placed her black bag down. Two minutes to change before she would call Kallen down.

Stuffing her black bag under the closest seat, she stood up and had her back faced to the door. She glanced at her watch. It was time. She pulled out her phone and dialed the number. She only had to wait for two rings before the phone was picked up.

"Hello?" Her voice was hesitant, as if she didn't trust her yet.

"As you look to the right, what do you see?"

"The Britannian city," she spat. "A city full of thieves who robbed us of our once great city."

"And to your left?" There was a slight pause before there was an answer.

"I see our city, the remnants of what the Britannians had left." Her voice was filled with sadness.

"A good answer," Nunnally praised. It would seem that she could be absolutely certain Kallen was the terrorist. "Now head towards the lead car. I will be waiting for you." She hung up. Taking a long, deep breath, she knew she had to make sure she was ready. As she waited, she looked at her reflection in the glass window. She wore a large Britannian-like visor that covered most of her face; hiding her identity and the fact that she was Britannian. They would never trust her if they knew she was Britannian. She wore a black jumpsuit and had even thrown a long, dark cape on top of it. She would never be recognized, and her voice was heavily modulated with a device attached to her ear. She took once last breath before the door behind her whirred open followed by a slight gasp. She could hear a few more footsteps as her friends followed.

"Is it you?" she could hear Kallen demand. Her voice was a lot different from the voice she used at school. "Are you the one who helped us in Shinjuku?"

"Were you the one who caused the withdrawal?" she could hear the leader, Ohgi, ask. He seemed a lot calmer than what she would have expected. She stayed silent, waiting for the perfect time to speak. Even if she was slightly afraid to face them, she had to become stronger. She wasn't the same weak, little Nunnally anymore. She was strong.

"Hey! Are you going to say something or what?" one shouted impatiently. Figuring this be her cue, she gripped the edges of her cape tightly before whirling around, her face impassive as she stared at them. She watched them all flinch back as at that second the train went through a tunnel and it darkened the inside considerably. It remained silent as they stared at her, surprised.

"So, how does it feel to finally meet the one who saved you?"

"You?" Ohgi asked, looking at her skeptically.

"You're just a little girl! There's no way it was you!" one from the back shouted angrily. Kallen was silent as she stared at her with hard eyes.

Nunnally ignored their protests and continued as if she never heard them. "I wanted to formally introduce myself to you, now that we stand before each other. Citizens of the Shinjuku ghetto, this is the dividing line between the strong and the weak." She spread her arms out wide, indicating the train.

"We know there's a difference," Ohgi said with irritation in his voice as he stepped forward, "that's why we resist them."

"No." Nunnally interrupted authoritatively. "Britannia will never fall to such childish acts of terrorism." She thought of her mother's death, her father's words, her and Lelouch's banishment. What they were doing was not even scratching the surface. Britannia, had it not been for Clovis' death, would not have even known anything was going on except for a few trivial attacks.

"Childish?" Kallen spat, appalled she had used that word to describe what they were doing.

"Terrorism is nothing more than child's play."

"What did you say?"

"Are you calling us kids?"

"Don't forget who your enemy is. You're not fighting the Britannian citizens themselves but Britannia itself!" She thought of the mindless nobles that had scorned her that fateful day she had given up her title. She knew that they meant nothing in the empire as a whole. "If you fight against Britannia, it means war!" Years ago, she would never have considered saying that word, but now she knew it was the only way to save her brother. "Don't sacrifice your people, the Japanese! Fight for justice!"

"Don't mess with us!" Kallen snapped, her eyes filled with rage. "How can we trust you? A small girl who won't even show her face?" Nunnally was suddenly swarmed with commands to take off her mask and to show her face. Inhaling slowly, she held back from saying anything rash.

"I will show you…" she trailed off as she watched their expressions turn wary as they waited. "Not my face but my power. If I show you what I can do, you will come to trust me." A small smirk formed on her lips.

/

Nunnally blinked as she stared at Kallen and Ohgi from atop of a pile of scraps. She had called Kallen earlier to bring her resistance group to the junkyard where C.C.'s prison "gas chamber" was thrown away. She had expected at least a group to have shown up. But it seemed none of them trusted her except for these two. She sighed.

"I see, so it's just the two of you." She couldn't hide her disappointment.

"I'm sorry," Ohgi stepped forward, "but could you give us some more time? Ishida and the rest will be coming soon-"

"No," Nunnally snapped. If they waited any longer, there would be no time to save Suzaku. She had to save Suzaku. "The two of you are just fine."

"Just us? Are you crazy?" Kallen shouted angrily. "Do you know how many of them there are?" She screamed, indicating not only the scraps they would have to put together but also the army that would be escorting Suzaku to his trial. Nunnally held back a chuckle that was fighting to come out.

"The number does not matter. As long as you follow what I tell you, the outcome will be clear." She stuck an arm out as she swept it to the side of her, her cape flapping in the soft breeze. "We must work fast if I am to bring you the impossible. Trust me."

/

The words she had said to the rebels repeated themselves in her head as she got ready. They had less than ten minutes before the car transporting Suzaku would arrive. She pulled her thick, black gloves over her hands before glancing at the small TV in the room she was changing. Her eyes softened as the news camera focused on Suzaku's beaten face, the reporter spewing awful words about him.

"Ah! Here he is! The suspect, Suzaku Kururugi, will be here in a moment!" The camera zoomed out to focus on the car itself, surrounded by four Knightmares. Nunnally watched silently as multiple people from the crowd began to scream at Suzaku, cursing him for the murder he was accused of. The Honorary Britannian only sat quietly as he stared down at the people sadly. Two guns were pointed at his head, ready to shoot in case he made any quick movements. His body was strapped tightly in the Britannian prison suit, immobilizing him. "A call of anger rings out through the crowd. It is proof of how much His Highness was loved! It is the voice of justice, demanding the terrorist to be judged!" Nunnally slid the cape over her shoulders and clipped it down.

"The trial is being overseen by Lord Jeremiah, the man who had successfully solved the case. He is also the one to lead the guards as they transport the suspect to the trial area." Nunnally paused as she held her mask in her hands. Her eyes narrowed down on the lead Knightmare. He wouldn't get away with the false accusations he had been saying. Grinning maliciously, she placed the mask over her face and allowing it to click around her head. It was time.

She climbed out of the small room in Clovis' personal car and on top of the roof where she was hidden by the giant banner of the Britannian crest. She steadied herself as she felt the car start to move forward. Nunnally's geass activated as she stared out of a hole in the flag to see outside, allowing her geass to read the future of everyone there. She grinned when she saw that the convoy would stop halfway when they would notice her. She turned off her geass as she waited for the moment they stopped. As soon as she saw the moment, she clicked her shoe against the top of the car and Kallen slowly came to a stop.

"This was not a scheduled stop. There seems to be no accidents of any kind at the moment."

"You dare tarnish His Highness' carriage? Come out of there you terrorist!" Nunnally pressed the button in her hand and the flag burst into flames. The entire area went silent. She could see Suzaku's confused face staring at her. Her face remained passive as she stayed silent. The lead Knightmare made a clicking sound as the back hatch opened and the man inside it was revealed. Her eyes narrowed as she took his appearance in. Jeremiah drew out his gun, ready to shoot if necessary. "Who are you?" he demanded.

"I…" she trailed off dramatically, noticing the cameras on the sides. "…am Nemo!"

"Nemo?" Her alias was repeated throughout the crowd as news reporters came closer to get a better view of her.

"A woman who declares herself as Nemo is now standing on the car! But if she is trying to disrupt the trial, then she is making a very foolish move!"

"Well then, Nemo, your little game is over!" Jeremiah shouted as he raised his gun into the air and fired. Almost immediately, four large Knightmares fell from their aerial convoys only to land in a circle around Nunnally's transport. Sharp wind sliced through the air from their descent, causing her cape to flip in the wind and all the spectators to wince. Nunnally didn't flinch. "But first, I want you to take off your little mask."

Nunnally's smirk widened as she slowly reached a hand up towards her face. She could see everyone tense as her fingers grasped the sides of her mask, giving the impression she was taking it off. When she saw that everyone was holding their breaths, she suddenly shot her arm in the air and snapped her fingers. Behind her, the fake cardboard walls fell apart, revealing the metal capsule that had held C.C. inside only a mere few days ago.

Jeremiah's shocked expression was all she needed. "What…?" he asked in astonishment.

The Knightmare behind Suzaku suddenly whirred as the back hatch opened and the female soldier that Nunnally had shot stood up. Nunnally noticed the woman had bandages around her waist where her dress showed. "Lord Jeremiah! That's-"

Nunnally smirked. These Britannians had no idea what had actually been inside of the capsule; thinking it was full of poison gas. This was her bluff.

"No! That's-" Nunnally's eyes glanced at Suzaku, who had attempted to speak out but quickly quieted when a spark of electricity was shot through his neck. Anger blazed through Nunnally. How dare they put a shock collar on Suzaku? Jeremiah suddenly aimed his gun straight at her, fear in his eyes.

Nunnally glared. "Go ahead and fire. I won't move."

Jeremiah seemed to contemplate what she said before finally lowering his gun in defeat. Baring his teeth, he gritted out, "Fine, what do you want?"

"A trade. I'll give you this machine for Suzaku Kururugi."

"Never! This man has committed the highest treason for the assassination of His Highness, Prince Clovis! I will never let him go!"

"That's where you're wrong, Lord Jeremiah. That man over there did not kill Clovis…I did!" She bellowed out the last part, ready for the whole world to hear her crime. Everybody gasped, looking at her with mixed feelings of anger, resentment, and fear. But she didn't stop. "In return for that Eleven over there," she paused, it hurt to call him an Eleven, "you could save the lives of thousands of your precious Britannians. It's not a bad trade if you ask me."

Jeremiah growled as he lowered his gun slightly. "You're insane! To mock his Highness' memory with your own tainted needs!" He snapped his gun towards her again, his hesitation to shoot her gone. All the surrounding Knightmares also raised their guns toward her as well. Nunnally knew that it would be almost impossible for her get out. She laughed.

"Are you really going to shoot me? As a worthless Orange, you wouldn't be able to." It was meant to be an insult, but the result was much different than she expected.

Jeremiah suddenly put his gun down as he turned to the two soldiers who still held Suzaku at gun-point. "Let them go, the Eleven too." Murmurs went throughout the crowd as everyone stared at Jeremiah strangely. When no seemed to move, Jeremiah shouted, "What are you waiting for? Let Suzaku Kururugi go!" Others from the Knightmares suddenly got out as they shouted their disapproval before Jeremiah quieted them.

Nunnally jumped down from the car and slowly walked forward towards Suzaku who was doing the same. She knew she was safe, now that Jeremiah was supposedly on her side. When she finally was close enough, Suzaku asked her, "Who are-" His question went unanswered as electricity ran through his neck again. Nunnally wanted right there to hug him, but she held back as she merely said,

"Just like Britannia to put a collar on to silence you, not even waiting to listen to your story." She could hear Kallen walk up behind her. At this point, Nunnally knew the small interval in time where she could escape was getting smaller and smaller.

"Nemo," Kallen murmured soft enough that Suzaku wasn't able to hear, "it's time."

Nunnally nodded as she lifted a button up so that everyone could see it. "Well then, goodbye for now." She pressed the button and suddenly purple colored gas shot out from the container, causing everyone to scream and run. She looked down to see Ohgi shooting out the tapestry for them to jump on and Nunnally took this time to get out safely. She grabbed Suzaku's arm and pulled him close to her before jumping off the side. Kallen quickly followed.

"I won't let you escape!" Nunnally didn't look back as the gunshots never reached them; Jeremiah having stopped it. The three of them fell into the cart that Ohgi had left for them who quickly started the truck and drove off, leaving the devastating scene behind them.

/

Nunnally watched silently as Suzaku took off some of the restraining chains that were a part of his prison outfit. Finally, when he seemed as if he might leave, Nunnally whispered sadly, "It seems that they've been treating you badly." When he didn't answer, she continued. "Now you know how Britannians run, don't you Kururugi?" It hurt to call him Kururugi, but she knew better than calling him Suzaku. It would cause too many suspicions that she couldn't risk to take.

Suzaku looked away before finally nodding. "I know that Britannia is not the best-"

"It's rotten to the core!" She snapped before calming herself. "I wish to change Britannia for the better, to stop the strong from oppressing the weak. I want to change the world to become a better place, where everyone can live together peacefully. If you wish to change the world as well, join me!"

"With terrorism?" He asked angrily.

Taken aback, she tried again, "Terrorism is an insult to my cause. I fight a war!"

"Is that why you killed Prince Clovis?" He accused.

"Clovis was the enemy commander. It was only fair I get rid of him." It still hurt her that Clovis was dead, but she showed no sign of it.

Suzaku opened his mouth to retort but slowly shut it as he fell back into thought. "What about those civilians? You took them all as hostages with the poison gas!"

"It was a bluff, a necessary tactic in battle. In the end, nobody was hurt. In the end, they never were really hostages."

"'In the end?' Is that all you think about?" He trailed off as he looked away from her, a sad, tired smile formed on his face. "I do want Britannia to change…that's why I want to change it from the inside." He gave her one last look before he started to leave. Nunnally panicked.

"Where are you going?"

"My court martial starts in an hour. I better be there."

Nunnally couldn't believe he was going back after she saved him. "If you go back, they will only declare you a criminal! That court does everything but show the truth!"

He stopped and turned to give her a smile. "But if I don't, Britannia will only be harder on the Japanese…especially the Honorary Britannians." He turned away as he continued walking away. "But thank you for saving me."

Nunnally could only watch sadly as Suzaku walked away from her, and from her offer. She had hoped that he would have joined her so that she could pull away her mask and they could have worked together. She had hoped that he wouldn't have turned her down in favor of going back to Britannia. She had been certain he would have left Britannia after the way they treated him. But he had always been stubborn, even back then. She waited until Suzaku was gone before leaving.

/

"I'm home," she called out weakly as she stumbled back home, the door sliding out as she came in. She glanced up and froze when she saw both Lelouch and C.C. sitting at the table, seemingly playing an innocent game of chess. Lelouch picked his head up from the game to give her a placid smile.

"Welcome home Nunnally."

"It looks like your well enough," C.C. commented dryly, giving Nunnally a smirk. Nunnally attempted to glare at her.

"I was worried. I tried to call you, but the calls never connected. I thought you had gotten mixed up in all that Nemo business." Lelouch looked so relieved it made Nunnally feel incredibly guilty for worrying him in the first place.

"Don't worry, I'm fine. I only had to stay late at school to finish something. My phone died, so I never got your calls. I never went off campus." Before he could answer her, she grabbed C.C.'s arm tightly and yanked her from her chair. "Onii-sama, C.C.-san seems to have forgotten we had a project to do together," she said with a light voice as she stared straight at C.C. "But don't worry, I'm fine!" She shouted before pulling C.C. back into her room.

Once the door shut behind them, Nunnally pushed C.C. away; but instead of yelling just turned away tiredly. C.C. in turn laid down on the bed. "That was a good show you put on," C.C. said after a moment of silence, her back facing Nunnally.

"But Suzaku-san went back. He went back to Britannia." Her voice was mournful.

"Did you expect him to come running towards you with open arms?"

"No…but I wanted him to join me. I didn't want him to leave again."

"Do you love him?"

Nunnally's face heated as she spluttered, trying to think of anything to shout back. But as she opened her mouth to retort, the ringing of the phone interrupted her. She looked at the phone confusedly, who we be calling her right now? Slowly, she reached towards the phone, her heart beating. Who was calling her? It couldn't be anyone on the student council; none of them call this late. That canceled all the students from school as well. Her heart raced. It couldn't be the resistance members, they didn't have this number.

She put the phone to her ear and held her breath as she waited. It was silent. Nervously, Nunnally asked, "Hello?"

"Congratulations." A voice, obviously female, hissed. Nunnally stiffened. The voice was female…could it have been the one that called Kallen? "You seem to have taken my advice. Now use the army to destroy Britannia. Don't disappoint me."