A different Code Geass

By: Funahomisaki

(A/N: I own nothing and there are plenty of stories of Cornelia, Euphemia, or Clovis finding Lelouch and Nunnally in Area Eleven…but what if it was a different sibling? One no one anticipated? AU OOC probably some bashing)

"Don't worry I know what I'm doing. I'll just pop over there as soon as I'm done okay? I shouldn't be more than an hour, then after checking on you two I'll be gone again. Nelly will never know I was even here." A light brown almost silver haired woman was speaking on her phone as she walked down the street, she didn't stand out much at all. She was wearing a green t-shirt, a pair of simple cargo pants, a sunhat to protect her head, and a pair of shades to protect her eyes from the sun's harsh rays.

"Yes don't worry. No one knows there either since I asked brother to cover for me. He's a bit boring but he's good at keeping things in line and making up believable excuses if I'm gone longer than I planned to be." The woman said reassuringly before she finally hung up with a sigh.

"I swear she worries as much as Nelly does." The woman said with a small fond smile on her face as she put her phone back in her pocket and then looked around again at everyone nearby and everything.

"You used to be such a good man Clovis and a wonderful painter…one of the few to actually care about our siblings…" The woman murmured sadly as she looked around at all of the posters of the now deceased Prince. Murdered in cold blood right in what should have been the most secure spot in the entire Area 11 by that cowardly masked terrorist Zero.

When she got her hands on that masked bastard, her sister Cornelia would be taking notes of the torture and pain that her elder sister would inflict on the Eleven monkey that was hiding in it.

"We don't want your kind around here monkey!" A male shouted caught her attention and caused the woman to look over curiously. Not far from her was a small park, and in that park was a young girl in a wheelchair being tended to by a woman in a maid outfit. The maid was an eleven sure enough and it seemed three teenage to young adult men did not like the sight of the woman.

"Should we leave Sayoko?" The wheelchair bound girl asked turning her head towards the maid who ignored the man shouting at her with ease and smiled softly down at her charge.

"Pay them no mind my lady. If you wish to stay longer then we shall stay as long as you like, provided that the master does not call us back home for an emergency." The maid said softly to her charge whose face the disguised woman on the side walk could not see…but…there was something about the voice. The voice was reminding her of something from long ago.

She got closer to hopefully find out why this voice was so painstakingly familiar. Why the name of its owner was right on the tip of her tongue but her ironclad will over herself kept her from whispering the name that would only hurt her further if she said it.

"Are you sure Sayoko? I don't want them to try and hurt you." The wheelchair bound girl asked sounding worried for her maid who had a bemused look on her face before it melted back into a soft genuine smile.

"I'm positive my lady. They are no threat and I am not worried about what words they use to describe me. As long as they do not try to attack you, then everything will be alright." The maid, Sayoko?, said taking the young girls outstretched hand for a moment before the girl nodded her head for some reason.

By now the disguised woman was in the park as well and her eyes widened behind her shades as she could finally stare at the young girl in the wheelchair. The hauntingly familiar face with the closed eyes and the warm smile on her face.

A face that haunted the woman in the nights when she was stuck in her memories of the past, in her nightmares, and her good dreams.

"Why you damned monkey!" The leader snarled as he lunged at the maid who effortlessly dodged and made sure that he would not hit and knock over the wheelchair.

"Sayoko are you okay?!" The wheelchair bound girl asked worried immediately and causing the maid to take the girls hand again and murmur softly to her.

"They are…I don't like violence but this is self-defense. I don't want them to hurt you Sayoko." The girl said to whatever her maid had whispered to her, causing the maid to smile softly at her charge before her eyes sharpened as she looked up at the man that had tried to attack her.

"Do not fret my lady. I shall be done soon." Sayoko promised making the girl nod slowly and wheel her chair to a little ways away so that Sayoko had some room to work with.

"You filthy scum!" The other two boys ran at Sayoko who effortlessly held them both off with an ease that spoke of training to the woman watching.

The leader began moving again, which caught the disguised womans attention as she began to move to the wheelchair bound girl who was looking sad at the violence that she could hear happening. Although the boys did have it coming to them when they dared attacked a woman caring for an invalid girl.

"Little trash." The leader snarled moving towards the wheelchair bound girl and making the disguised womans eyes narrow as she moved quicker than many though she could.

"Try it and see where it gets you." The cold voice of the disguised woman didn't stop the leader, but the feeling of cold metal pressing against the back of his head did.

"Wh-what?" The leader asked his eyes widening and he began sweating as the woman slowly moved around him, her gun remaining pointed straight at his head while Sayoko quickly defeated her two opponents and appeared at her charge's side, a knife slipping into the palm of one hand just in case.

"Usually I leave the whole protective older sister thing to Nelly, she's very good at it and loves doing it. But she's not the only one in our family who loves her siblings. Be grateful that you didn't touch her." The disguised woman's voice was now very casual as she stood between the man and the target for his attack, her gun still pressed to his forehead.

"This voice…" The wheelchair bound girl behind her murmured, finding the voice protecting her very familiar.

"If you had then not only would I have cheerfully put a new hole in your skull…but no one would say a damn thing about it and your entire family would be disgraced because of your attack on a member of the Imperial Royal Family." The disguised woman said causing the man's eyes to widen further and his skin to go ashen white while Sayoko tensed visibly and drew a second knife from nowhere.

"Wha…what?" The leader squeaked out, no longer as angry and arrogant as he had been at the start of his attempt to put an 'eleven bitch' in her place.

"You just tried to attack Nunnally vi Britannia, eleventh princess of the Britannian empires and 87th in line for the throne. Also my little sister." The disguised woman said causing Sayoko to look surprised as well at this while Nunnally's jaw dropped open a little bit in shock as well.

"You…you're sister so…so that means that-" The leader was cut off by the woman smirking at him and using one hand to remove her shades and hat.

"That's right you little piece of trash. You're dealing with an Imperial Princess, and one much higher up in the chain than my dear Nunnally." The woman said kicking the man in the knees and causing him to kneel down before her while her gun was still aimed at his head.

"And while my younger sister Cornelia is usually the violently overprotective military sister…you'll find that I'm no slouch with a gun myself. After all…the Crown Princess should be able to handle herself if it ever came to that." The woman said causing the leader to whimper as he lost control of his bowels. He was dead…he was so very dead.

"Sister Guin?" Nunnally asked in a shocked almost breathy voice.

"That's right Nunnally. It's sister Guin…" The now named womans face softened slightly as her little sister identified her, speaking to her sister gently.

Her voice and face were a lot harder when she spoke to the filth cowering before her.

"Of course for this scum that tried to attack you…it's Crown Princess Guinevere de Britannia."