28Here is chapter two. I know its been awhile, but I'm going to try my best to keep up with this.
I do not own Code Geass.
Turn 1– Shinjuku Part 1
In a high rise building in the Tokyo Settlement there sat four individuals. One was an elderly man, sitting alone. On the opposite side of the table sat a younger man who oozed wealth and status. Behind said man stood two large men, both dressed in black suits.
"Well old man it seems you can't make a decent move to save your life and your surrogate hasn't shown up. I suppose that - "
"Excuse me, but I wouldn't do anything just yet."
A new voice rang throughout the room, and all eyes turned towards the entrance, taking in the three figures that appeared there. The two in the back were girls, both rather beautiful, one with dark blonde hair and sparkling green eyes, the other with darker red hair and deep purple eyes. However it was the figure in the lead that caught the attention of everyone in the room. The figure was tall, with raven colored hair and piercing purple eyes that shone with intelligence. He wore all black - a schoolboy's uniform to be exact - and was skinny, with some muscle definition.
"My apologies for the late arrival my friend, but traffic was just terrible." The school boy said as he moved to the now standing old man and grasped his hand.
"Mister Lelouch thank you so much! I-I"
"It's fine. There is nothing to worry about, now that we are here."
The noble regained his bearings and laughed. "A schoolboy? This is your substitute? Very well, you can play boy, but no restarting. You have to play the board as it is."
The boy - Lelouch - looked over the board, seeing most of his pawns, both rooks, one knight, and one bishop gone, with the white pieces moving in on the king. Nodding, Lelouch took a seat and rested his hand on the king piece.
"What?"
"Hmm. You seem surprised that I would move the king first. But,"
Lelouch looked up at the noble and smiled, his face showing the same intensity as a tiger just before the kill.
"If the king does not lead, how can his soldiers follow?"
(Later)
Lelouch and his companions left the building, with both the girls carrying small bags of cash - a full payment from their defeated opponent. The cash would go a long way in their future plans.
"So Lelouch do we head back to Ashford or keep skipping? Cause one of those options results in Cornelia kicking your ass."
The two girls laughed as Lelouch shivered at the idea of getting "personal training" from his older sister and lover. 'First is that...but the make-up sex...but that…'.
Lelouch shook his head, banishing such thoughts as he continued to walk towards their vehicle: a sleek, black car, without a hood, with a red stripe on the sides. Lelouch pulled open the doors, allowing the girls to place their money in, before the blonde haired girl climbed into the back, with the redhead leaping into the passenger's seat.
"It's probably best that we head back to Ashford. I do appreciate Cornelia's...efforts to help my physical abilities, but I would rather avoid another incident like last week's."
The redhead laughed out loud, while the blonde giggled. "Well said my lord. The Lady Cornelia can be rather forceful with her training."
Cornelia's training - as well as her reputation for physical punishment - was rather well known amongst the Ashford students. Once, a group of students had pranked the girls in their gym class, cutting their clothing to look more skimpy. Those girls included several of Cornelia's siblings, which enraged the PE teacher. Those boys had detention for a week with Cornelia, who forced them to do 100 push-ups, sit-ups, and squats, along with a 5 km run everyday.
Those boys now had permanently shaking arms and walked with limps.
Lelouch started the car and continued down the highway, catching glimpses of the dilapidated ghettos in the distance. 'Such a shame.' the exiled prince thought. 'These people had so much to offer the world, but now...now they have nothing.'
Looking back, Lelouch noticed that the traffic began to congest, and he slowed the car down, continuing to follow the path ahead.
Unaware of the destiny changing events that lay ahead.
(Elsewhere in the Settlement)
A large truck tore through the streets of Tokyo, dodging cars that neered, all the while avoiding the pursuing military trucks. The drivers of the truck were a man in his early twenties with dark hair, and a young teenage girl with sharp red hair.
"Damn Britannians!" The driver swore as he avoided another near collision, all the while attempting to find an exit to turn and avoid the military forces closing in. "Kallen do you have any ideas as to what we do now?"
"Just keep driving Nagita!" The red head - now identified as Kallen - called out. "Eventually we'll lose them -"
Kallen was cut off by a series of cars that were slowing to a halt. Looking ahead of them, Kallen saw that traffic was jamming up.
'What the hell? It's not even lunch time, why's the street so...no….nononono!' She thought in distress. Pulling out a handheld radio - a leftover from pre-war Japan - Kallen quickly turned the dials to pick up her comrades' channel.
"Ohgi! Come in Oghi! Are you there?"
"Kallen!" The voice of her old friend came in through a crackle of static. "Kallen are you and Nagita ok?"
"Dandy. But we've got a problem. The main highway's jamming up, there's no way we'll be able to make it out of this!"
"Damn! Kallen, if possible you need to ditch the gas and get back here with the Glasgow. We can't afford to lose that as well."
"Oghi…"
Both of them were resigned to the fact that they were going to fail at this mission. This pattern had been a been happening for almost a year, coinciding with the groups change in leadership. 'Ohgi's not a bad leader, but he doesn't have the charisma Naoto had. We lost dozens of people in the first week after he died, and even more left after our first failed mission.'
Nagita - hearing Oghi's distress and seeing the despondent look on Kallen's face - steeled his nerves for a very reckless action.
"Kallen, better make sure your buckles on." He said as he switched the truck's gears and clamped his foot down on the accelerator. "We're about to go offroading."
(With Lelouch)
Lelouch slowed to a stop as traffic slowly progressed further and further. 'At this rate it'll be dark before we get home.' he complained, seeing his companions come to similar realizations. "Oldrin, could you please call Cornelia and inform her of our current whereabouts and predicament."
"Of course my lord." The blonde haired Oldrin Zevon said as she pulled her cell phone out.
"You know brother this won't save you from her wraith."
"I know Marry." Lelouch affirmed the redhead's statement with a grimace. "But it will make her more understanding...right?"
Marrybell mel Britannia - or rather Marry Lamperouge - laughed as she shook her head. "Brother dear you've know Cornelia your entire life. Do you really think that saying "Sorry Nelia, but we got stuck in traffic while leaving a chess game" will fly with her?"
"...not fair that you and Oldrin won't be getting into trouble. Remind me again why the two of you never receive that as punishment?"
"Because we aren't as thin as a stick with all the muscles of a newborn infant." Marrybel answered with a cheerful grin on her face. It was always a delight for Lelouch's sisters - even Nunnally! - to make jest of his lack of musculature.
'Not for lack of trying! I just...can't gain more muscles then I already have!' Lelouch complained while eyeing his laughing sister out of the corner of his eye. So preoccupied in this, that he didn't notice the large truck serving out from behind him.
The truck brushed past the three students and carried on towards the highway divider. Smashing through, the truck carried off the edge of the elevated highway, landing upright on the intersection below. It was a miracle that no bystanders or passing cars had been hit, though the impact did scare some drivers into serving and stopping.
Lelouch and Marrybel saw this occur, along with the various drivers and passengers around them leaving their vehicles to observe the incident. Around them words floated down around them, with many wondering if someone should go help the drivers.
"Lelouch…"
"Come on Marry, let's go."
Both Lelouch and Marrybel leapt over the side of the railing, rolling when they hit the ground. Walking up, Marry climbed up to the roof of the truck, before pulling Lelouch up by his arms. Walking to the front, the two began to call out.
"Hey! Is everything ok? Do you need help?"
What the two didn't know was that they had awakened the driver of the truck, who shook his head to focus, before slamming on the accelerator. The sudden shift in momentum threw the two teens backwards and into a hatch on the top of the truck, bringing them crashing down to the floor of the carrier. The truck then sped off, ignoring the sounds of sirens that were closing in.
Oldrin Zevon watched all of this from her vantage point above on the highway, her cell phone hanging loosely in her hand.
"Oldrin! What happened?"
"Sorry my lady, but I need to go. I'll call again when everything is fine." Oldrin said as she hung up, ignoring the protest from the other end. Hopping back into the car, Oldrin swiftly maneuvered then punched the accelerator, rocketing off the same gap as the truck, following its path.
Unaware of the life changing event that would follow.
Cliffhangers. I know we all hate them, but this is the best I can do rn. School has been kicking my ass, which is why my updates have stopped in the past 3-4 weeks. Hopefully this won't become a trend.
TheSaintsFollower, signing out.
