Chapter One

Death was an interesting experience. As the world of the living faded from his vision, his sister's hand gripping his own disappearing, the breath leaving his chest one final time, everything slowed. For the first time in what seemed like eternity, he was at peace, simply floating in the void. He smiled at the memories, those happy, and wept silently at those sad. Alas, he had died righteously, but had done little so while live.

The void was opening up into a space, he could see his clothes fluttering around him as he floated, and was able to feel them, now, as well.

You have regrets, little brother.

The dead and the dying stared at one and other, lavender into violet, as Lelouch vi Britannia looked upon the sister he had killed- who had died at his own hands, at his own fault-, Euphemia li Britannia.

You have the chance to redeem yourself.

Lelouch almost laughed. The very thought was ridiculous. He- The Demon Emperor Lelouch- given redemption?

It is not as ridiculous as it seems. With the power of your Geass, the love for our family, for your dying wish to make the world anew- You can turn back time, use your knowledge of the future, and make the gentler world that I, that Nunnally, that we all wish for.

"Will only I have said knowledge?" Lelouch asked, his voice hoarse with the dryness of death.

Yes. Suzaku's hatred for Zero stemmed from his desire to avenge me. If you can stop my death, perhaps you can win Suzaku's favour, or even mine.

The thought that he could make everything better...

"Alright. But one final question."

Anything.

"Will C2 remember this? My death?"

No. You must meet all over again. -The very thought made Lelouch sad- Break her cold exterior, and, as you so wished, make the world anew.

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"He mustn't die!"

Lelouch stumbled backwards in shock as the bullet entered C2's forehead, and the terror he'd felt the first time filled him once more.

"Well, well, Britannian School Boy. You tried, and did better than the average terrorist. But that's to be expected, you're-"

"Shut your filthy mouth."

The snarl broke from Lelouch's mouth. The racism coming out of the Soldier's mouth died.

"Who are you to speak to me like that?"

"That's a good question. You seem to value bravery, sacrifice. But what is your value of friendship? Family? Love?"

"What are you, some kind of radical!?"

"Perhaps." Lelouch kneeled down so he was close to C2, "But perhaps there is radical action in that of Britannia, your attack on Shinjiku simply because of this girl." He put his hand near hers lightly, "You killed her. You're murderers. That's all you are."

Nunnally... I've committed many sins, but if my run-of-the-mouth kills me here... You'll never see that gentler world... And without you happy... Without you... He grit his teeth, No.. I can't die here, not when I have my whole life ahead of me...

Suddenly, C2's hand grabbed his wrist.

Her familiar voice spoke in his subconscious.

You desire power. If I gave you that power, could you go on? The Power of the King will give you great power, so that in a world of humans you would live like any other. But it will lead you to a life of solitude. In order to get this power, we must form a contract. You must grant my one wish.

Lelouch grinned, and bellowed, I accept your contract!

He rose to his physical consciousness smiled darkly.

"And as murderers, perhaps you should know a rule that I keep in my trusty little terrorist handbook. The only ones who should kill, are those prepared to be killed."

"What the-"

He raised his hand, activating his Geass, "Lelouch vi Britannia commands you! All of you! Die!"

"Yes! Your Highness!"

And so, they shot themselves.

Lelouch turned to look at C2.

"Enough with the games." He said promptly, "I know you're alive. Stand up and help me... Please."

C2 opened one eye accusingly. She pulled herself up to a sitting position and said, "How? How did you know I was-"

"You grabbed me. You spoke to me. A corpse can respond to electrical charges, can give a twitch, but cannot preform an action like that. So, if you please-" He heard the sound of Viletta's Knightmare, "-if you would hide for now."

C2 did as she was asked, however begrudgingly.

The Knightmare came to a stop and Viletta's voice boomed from the speaker, "You! Britannian School Boy! What happened here?"

"Thank Heavens!" He shouted, pretending to be gracious, "A Britannian Soldier! A- A live one! I got caught up in the crossfire. I have to admit, I was cutting class, and I can't seem to find my way back." Her silence issued disbelief, "Listen, my name is Alan Spencer, my father's a duke. You can see my ID card, i-it's in my breast pocket!"

"Fine. Stay where you are and keep your hands up."

Good... I just need direct eye-contact.

As soon as she was visible, he activated his Geass.

"You are to give me your Knightmare, and forget this interaction. You are not to question the green-haired girl who will enter the Knightmare with me. You are to stay here until the fighting ceases."

"Yes, your Highness."

"Girl, come on!"

C2 came over, the two of them climbed into the Knightmare, and off into battle.

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"What's your plan?" C2 asked, she'd just finished explaining the power of Geass, which Lelouch already knew, and told him her name.

"Simple. Rebel forces, listen up!" There were garbled responses, "I have a strategy for you, if you are willing to trust me."

"And why should we listen to you?" Came Kallen Kouzuki's voice over the walkie-talkie.

"Because you are loosing. If you wish to back up Britannian forces and lower civilian casualties, listen." Silence indicated they were, "Good. Q-1, you are our decoy. As the best Knightmare pilot I see out there, you are to lead them away from the civilian shelter."

"Understood!"

As the battle commenced, Lelouch braced himself for a fight against the Lancelot. Last time, he'd been to proud of his strategy that he'd forgotten the human aspect of battle.

And then, the White Demon burst through the smoke, and Lelouch raised the Knightmare's arm to brace for the blow.

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Yay a chapter happy fun times.