Tainted Gestalt: Code Geass

He was a eighteen-year-old boy surrounded by dead soldiers in the middle of a warzone. He opened his mouth, then closed it again after a moment of thinking and took another sweeping glance around the room at all of the corpses surrounding him. The boy silently nodded his head as thoughts swirled around in what was in point of fact a very, very clever mind.

For unlike others that might have been in his position, seeing these soldiers die before his very eyes had not in the slightest bit traumatised him. In point of fact, he had killed them himself.

“I can do it,” he said. “With this ability, I can win! I will overthrow -”

A small object struck the back of his head and for a terrible moment he thought he had been struck by a bullet or shrapnel. Not when he had just found his means of fighting back! Not now! Later, he would not mind. Once he had his ****. Once he had finished his great task, but not before that! Not now of all times!

Except - it was no bullet. It wasn’t even metal. He laughed as the mild fear of **** that all mortal beings possess vanished, and picked up the offending object. Just a cube of some sort and nothing more! Likely a ch1ld’s toy.

The wall before him suddenly ceased to exist when a rather large mechanical weapon strolled through it as easily as it might amble down a gentle park path.

“How could all these Royal Guards be dead?” the pilot asked. “What happened here, boy? And why is a Britannian student in a place like this?! Are you deaf? Answer me or I’ll-”

Lelouch vi Britannia smiled and unconsciously pocketed his find. Time to put his new talent to the test….

• written by Lumitiel