There was absolutely no point in my existence. I was a mere tool used for torture and masochistic events. I was cursed from the very day of my entrance into this world with an eye that only brought suffering. Pain and fakeness to be exact. I was nearly murdered every night by a person who was supposed to be trusted. I was murdered almost every night for doing something beyond my boundaries. I meant not to do them. I was unaware at that time what suffering I was putting myself through just by looking at him. The suffering she would put me through for doing them. She would kill me someday and I? I would welcome it. I always did.

The most favorable act she would ever do for me was end my life. Quickly if she wanted to prove herself not a shrew.

I was born with 'Geass'. Anyone who looked in my eyes while it was activated would automatically fall in love with me. They would adore me, smother me, and love me like a husband loves his wife or a greedy man loves his money. The conflict? Jealousy. From my own flesh and blood nothenless. She was my mother. I remember she once loved me and held me like I was a precious token of the world. I then made her jealous. I took over the adulation that was once guarded by her and meaninglessly won over the affection that was displayed upon her by, siblings, parents, friends, and even boyfriends. This was not a good result. I remember the excrutiating first day of her torture methods. I was confused of why she had old books on the gallows and the iron maiden lying around. I was also confused by the mockery in her eyes when she first greeted me. 'Welcome home, Cecaniah.' Her words were frightening. My first instinct was to run. Run and go lock myself in my room. I did and she chased after me. She pounded on the door like her life depended on it. Her shrill voice rang throughout the apartment. 'Open up! Mommy wants to talk to you!' I was such a nimble fool. I opened it and from that day on I was put through a living hell.

Tonight, she locked me in the attic of the apartment building where no one else ever went. She had a date and to make sure I never met him in case my geass accidently activates, she chained me to a steel grate with rope. Red liquid was dripping down my wrist. Mother did not do this though. I did. It didn't matter if I hurt myself. She would do so anyways. Another cut and the flesh and it feels as though this has become a routine. Another cut and another. It hurts. It hurts so bad. Not the cuts though.

I start to sob into my lap as I drop the broken glass shard.

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The student council at Ashford Acadamy was known for it's spontanious characters. They were such a tight nit group with friends of both sides. Elevens like Suzaku, Brittanian nobles like Milly, perkiness like Shirley, pig headedness like Rivalz, rascists like Nina, and secretive like Lelouch. The only one I could actually relate to was Lelouch. I hated him though. An aura of pain was obviously floating around him, yet he still managed to make it through the day with out breaking his sheild. He could be around people and enjoy their company. He could even smile like there is a tommorow. We were opposites yet the same.

"Who is that girl?" I hear Rivalz ask.

"That's Cecaniah." Milly whispers. "You don't see her much because she always skips class."

"I heard that Rena said that she was cutting herself in the girls bathroom." Shirley says. I hate her. I loathe her. If she would die here and now I might break into a dance. "Isn't that like creepy?"

"I don't know." Rivalz whistles. "But she's pretty hot."

"You know she can hear you." Lelouch says. The Student council quiets and turns their heads like they were innocent. I turn towards Lelouch and give him a half hearted nod. Don't expect me to actually say thank you. He doesn't seem to care and shrugs it off like it's meaningless. That's how it should be.

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"Cecaniah." Mother calls me. I flinch. She wants to hurt me and I'll let her. I always do.

"Yes?" I ask politely. If I'm nice she always stops quicker.

"Mommies boyfriend is coming tonight." She smiles. "So I'm going to have to lock you in room 214 so you don't infatuate him"

I stare blankly. "What?"

She grabs my hair and twists it. "You heard me."

"That place is occupied though!"

"Yes, by you."

She drags me down the hallway and leads me to room 214. No one is in now. The room looks like it has been used for a saw movie. The wallpaper is ripped and you barely even notice the pink flowers imprinted on them. Glass is scattered across the floor and blood stains are covering half of the rooms carpet. It makes you wonder what happened.

She pushes me to the floor and locks the door. I don't think I'll ever find myself not cower of her cruel punishments.

The cold air vent makes me shiver. At least it isn't dark like in the attic.

Upstairs I hear mother and the man talk.

'You look beautiful.'

'You look great yourself.' A laugh. 'But with me standing here in comparison who can tell?'

'Always the modest one, I see. Jules told me you had a daughter.'

A pause. "Yes, she died a year ago.'

That's it. I was dead to her.

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The pizza festival was the only school event I was yearning for. You could win a free Cheese-kun and eat as much pizza as you wanted. The school was decorated with yellow banners that had splotches of red thrown across to represent pizza. Balloons

flew in the air, people were juggling, and even the cheer club was supporting Pizza Day. The decorations didn't matter though, the warm giant pizza was supposed to be presented today.

"Here, take a raffle!" Rivalz yells. "Win a free Pizza Hut plushie!"

"How many people are competing?" I ask. Rivalz seems surprised that I have the ability of speech.

"Erm...alot?"

I sigh. "I'll take twelve."

Suzaku suddenly comes behind me and grabs my shoulder. "Hey, your the girl from third period."

I nod. He's not so dumb after all.

"Well, Milly thought you were looking pretty lonely and was wondering if you would want to sit with us?"

I stare. My eyes bore into him. "Why would I do that?"

"Milly says," He changes the subject. "She'll cheat your way into winning the plushie if you sit with us."

"Fine." I mutter. ",but only for the plushie."

Milly is of course waiting next to Shirly near the Pizza stand. Shirly doesn't seem to happy to see me. The feelings mutual.

"Cecaniah! It's so great to see you."

I nod. "Wheres my plushie?" I'm impatient obviously. They said they would give me my damn Cheese-kun and I want it!

"Cool it." I hear Lelouch from behind. "You have to wait until the raffle."

This was absurd. Humans were so meaningless. Their existence was only to live so that they could die. The only point of your life was to die. That's the result of all you worked for. An ending. A death. It was such a sad way to live.

"Hey, Shirley and Milly!" A boy calls. "We need you to help tack this banner."

"Coming!"

Now I'm left alone with the midnight haired anti-hero. Great. Just great.

"What a foolish boy." I mutter.

"Excuse me?" Lelouch seems taken back.

"Haven't you heard the rumors?" I chuckle darkly. "I'm a cannibal. I eat people."

"No, I have heard of them. They were a little too fictuous to me."

"Let me guess. You heard the one about me being immortal and taking babies for my dessert."

"Lunch." He corrects.

"Lunch." I agree.

We sit and watch the parade. He doesn't seem at all focused on it though.

"Nunnally is fond of you." He says.

Nunnally was a blind middle schooler who had a sad story wove together. Aside from the obvious of being blind and crippled, she was also an orphan. Lucky her. I had once held a conversation with her. In the hallway one day she dropped her books and I picked it up for her. 'Thankyou." She had said. 'You smell like Lilacs. Thats new. So your not Lelouch-onee-sama?' 'Cecaniah.' I replied.

'That's a beautiful name. Tell me..what perfume do you use? You smell like a garden.' I had blushed. She was one of the few pure humans to ever exist. 'I...don't.' She smiled though. 'Maybe it's your hair. Maybe you just smell naturally good.' 'Thank you. Here, you can have my conditioner.'

That was basically our only encounter. She bade farewell as did I.

"She's actually someone I like." I sigh.

"You don't like us?"

"Humans are selfish." I answer dryly. "They take simple things for granted. Nunnally has experienced trauma and has built an unselfish demeanor. No one understands her which is why I understand her completely."

"I...see." He says. He likes my answer. He sees my answer as though he sees what he wants other people to see. "I used to wonder why you and I were so much alike."

"Silly boy. There is nothing common about us. Except that we are both in hiding from everyone else."

"You can tell?" He's not surprised.

"I'm not stupid."

"Your not bright." He snaps.

I then look over to a boy whose running up to us. "Lelouch I..."

FLASH!

My geass goes off and in seconds the boy is running towards me not Lelouch. "My beautiful maiden! What is your name?"

Lelouch is looking at me though with shock. "The bird."

"What?" The geass infected boy is trying to hug me, but I keep dodging.

"The bird signal. In your eyes..."

He saw it. "You have geass?" He asks.

I gap. He has it too.

C.c: Wow. You actually made a story like this. Where has your creativity gone?

Valorkairi: ......

Lelouch: One word. Retard.

Valorkairi: Hey! You think that the geass signal looks like a bird!

C.c: And....you don't?

Valorkairi: Gah! Whatever! Review!