Code Geass Fan Fiction ❯ Shirley: Mistress of Zero ❯ Prologue ( Chapter 1 )

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Prologue

Shirley stared down at the monument, unsure of what to exactly do with herself now. Had she betrayed her father like that? A faint reminder of what she had done brought her fingers up to her soft lips. Lelouch hadn't done much, he didn't reject her kiss but he certainly didn't return it either.

 

Lelouch…that was a name that brought both a sense of joy to her and a sense of distraught. Every second she thought of him was a moment of conflict, yet she couldn't resist these thoughts. She HAD to think about him or she would end up dying, she was sure of this.

 

Why, why had she followed him that day? She should have just remained home. Curiosity had gotten the better of her, so she had to see for herself. But in hindsight, maybe ignorance really would have been the better choice.

 

At least with ignorance she could sit down and actually enjoy that she had taken Lelouch's lips. Maybe she had been the first girl to taste those smug lips of his. Sure he was popular with the girls, but he was also a distant man when it came to people he didn't know.

 

What it because of THAT he had become so distant? If THAT didn't exist then things would have been so much more enjoyable. Maybe, just maybe, Lelouch would still be himself and she could simply remain by his side like always with the dream of stepping forward just a little bit.

 

But that had been shatter, much like the body she identified as her fathers. The body that had become like that because of HIM. Because of the man known as Zero. Because….because of Lelouch.

 

“So you are here after all.” Shirley spun around at the sound of a voice, a female voice.

 

Standing before her was a girl about her height. She could instantly see the girl was beautiful, almost perfect in a way. Her hair was the most vibrant green she had ever seen and yet it suited her so wonderfully. Her outfit was a bit odd, it was red and white and it seemed very old fashion, like it would have been in style centuries ago. But oddly enough the outfit suited this girl, as if this girl was designed to wears such outfits.

 

“You're the one aren't you, the one that shot the other witness when Lelouch had his mask off. Shirley right?”

 

Shirley backed away from this girl, her eyes widening with fear as she began to recount what she had done, having shot that woman to protect Lelouch, even after what he had done to her father. She was a murderer, a murderer like him.

 

And now Lelouch knew it too, knew her dirty secret. Knew that she also knew his dirty secret.

 

“He…he sent you here to have you take care of me didn't he? Lulu, that's probably what he would do. Have you take care of me so I wouldn't spread his secret around.”

 

“No.” The eyes of the ageless woman held strong towards the other female. The kept the gaze, forced the teenager to stare into hers so she could stare into the soul of this particular human. “He doesn't know I came here on my own. Besides, he might be ruthless but he is still a child. He doesn't have it in him to bring harm to his friends. His precious people.”

 

“Then why! WHY ARE YOU HERE? Are you just going to mock me? Is that what you want? You want to mock me so much that I break and kill myself so he won't have to?” Tears began to pour down Shirley's eyes; her voice was cracking in her hysterical emotions as they ran rampant in her soul.

 

“No. I'm not here to mock you. I am here to see if you will be of use to me. You see, while Lelouch is willing to do certain things, I notice how badly affected he was when he learned he had killed your father inadvertently. This showed me just how much of a child he really was. As he is now he will not be able to hold himself up long and he will most likely fail.”

 

“But why come to me? If the problem is with him, why come bother me with all this? I don't want to talk to Lulu now! I don't want to be near him, not when I'm this conflicted!”

 

“But you see, that's the problem. I can't fix the problem with Lelouch, not by myself. No I need someone that is close to him, that is willing to help him no matter what. Someone that truly loves him. You.”

 

“No, I don't know anymore. I DON'T KNOW ANYMORE!” Shirley fell down to her knees, her hands covering her face as she screamed her tears into them. “WHY SHOULD I HELP LULU?”

 

“Because you love him. Because you want him to love you. I can give you this power, power that will make him love you. Power that will have him make up what he has done to you until you are satisfied. Power that will help him become what he needs to accomplish his goals without fail.”

 

“Are you…sure it needs to be…me?” Her hands still covered her face, her eyes unwilling to look up again into the eyes other the other girl again, not wanting to face someone she knew could see her soul.

 

“There is no one else that it can be. No one else could change Lelouch like you can. Come; give me your hand so we can begin.” A slender hand reached forward, a hand that Shirley's own petite hand grasped.

 

Lelouch made his way to the monument, a monument he could see the slender frame of a female standing in front of. He prepared himself, ready to cast Geass if necessary against this person; no matter how much he would rather not. He could not afford to handle this situation as anything but delicate.

 

“Neh, Lulu. Do you remember when we first met? Do you remember that?”

 

“Yes, I do. You glowed beat red as I asked you for directions to my class. If I remember right you pointed me the wrong way and I ended up over an hour late on my first day.”

 

“What made you stop to ask me? Why not have asked one of the many other people standing around at that time?”

 

“I don't know, part of me had felt, that I should trust you. That you were someone I could talk to.” He almost shivered a little; she was refusing to meet eye contact with him. Why? And what was this sensation, like everything she was saying had a hint of…butter? No, but it certainly had a sweet sound to it but why?

 

“You know, it made me really happy that we could be friends like this. I really have enjoyed all this time we have spent together. The student council, attending classes together, even the occasional time out alone. I…I never wanted these days to end you know.” She began to turn towards him, slowly.

 

“I didn't want them to end either Shirley. Why do they have to end? Isn't there some way, we can work things out?” He prepared to cast his Geass the moment they had eye contact. He had to make her forget everything, he had to!

 

“Then, will you make it up to me? Killing my father?” And she opened her eyes to him, and that is when Lelouch realized he had made a mistake, something he hadn't been taking into account when he considered this strategy. But it cost him, for he was staring into a freshly activated Geass, one that captivated him so.

 

“Yes, my mistress.” And without a question, he knelt down before her, because he knew that he wanted to do this for her, to make it up for her. And so he forgot about using his Geass upon her, for she deserved this.

 

 

A/N: No Shirley's Geass is not the same as Lelouch's. It's somewhat similar but in other ways it is completely different. To give you an idea, it's the Geass of Manipulation. I'll explain more as we get more into the story.