Chapter 1: The Day of Demonization

It has been eighty years since the Great War ended between the kingdoms of the world. In the time between then and now, the world has enjoyed peace and prosperity; those who once fought against each other now shake hands in mutual cooperation in order to bring peace to the world.

Yet despite all the progress that Mankind and the Faunus have achieved, they are still nowhere closer to the end of the Creatures of Grimm than the generations of the past. The monstrosities that roam the wilds still are a prevalent threat to everyone who possesses a soul. Huntsmen and huntresses protect the world as best they can, but even they are not enough.

Just as important as the struggle against the Grimm is the struggle of Humans and Faunus. In theory, all the kingdoms support equality and fairness. In practice, there are mixed results. Racism still plagues all kingdoms, some more than others, and as long as the discontent grows, so too do tensions. The White Fang is the extreme representation of the Faunus's fight.

As is often the case with history, many take it for granted, only listening to it through stories and lessons in school. These events, however true, are separated from the present to the point where there are a few who take them seriously. War, strife, all the plagues of Remnant are forgotten with time as all things are.

But there are those who will never forget what has happened. Some souls remember beyond a shadow of a doubt, especially when it comes to injustices done to them personally and the world at large. Some souls will not rest until the world is correct one way or another, and the means to achieve that world are many.

The ones who remember are the most dangerous.

Code Geass - - - RWBY

Lelouch Lamperouge gazed at the sleeping form of Ruby Rose. She was connected to an oxygen mask and she sported various scars all across her body. She was so frail, so weak, so vulnerable. Just mere days ago, she was the picture of perfect health in body and in mind.

Even worse yet, he knew what had happened. He had seen what had happened with his own eyes, and the memory was burned deep into his mind. No, burned seemed like too shallow of a term to use. Burns could be healed with time, but not this. No, the memory was branded into his mind, something that would never go away. He would not forget as long as he lived.

"L-l-l-lel-louch." A fragmented voice to his right side snapped him out of his thoughts. "W-w-why d-d-did t-this h-happen?"

The black-haired boy turned his head to fully witness Yang Xiao Long as she tried to stop tears from falling from her face. Rarely did he hear her call him by his birth name. He honestly couldn't remember the last time she had addressed him in this way, but any time she did, it meant serious business.

"Yang, let it out." Lelouch grabbed both of her shoulders.

"WHY!" Yang sobbed loudly. "WHY DID THIS HAPPEN?!"

The blonde-haired girl just collapsed into his chest and began to cry uncontrollably, leaving a wet mess on his shirt, though he only was aware of it, nothing more. He could only adjust his arms to go around her back and hug her tightly. This only encouraged her to tighten her grip on him. The pressure was intense, but he could ignore it in order to allow her to vent everything out.

"Yang." He whispered into her ear. "I'm here. Just let it out."

There was nothing more he could offer her as comfort but his physical presence. This was all that he could do now, but he hated the feeling of powerlessness. He hated that he might have been able to do something yet couldn't. He wasn't strong enough to do anything, as he had been told. That hurt him so much. Weakness had never felt so demeaning.

Yang continued to bawl without restraint, and as more tears soaked him, he could only feel his own emotions sour into anger, hatred, and aggression. She didn't deserve this in her life. Sure, she was brash and loud and impetuous, but she wasn't a bad person, yet it seemed that the world didn't care. The world was a place of war, strife, and plague, as it had always been since the beginning of Mankind's existence, and nobody was doing a damn thing about it.

Why the hell would society preach about good yet look the other way when the going got tough? Ruby wanted to be a hero, and now she was unable to walk and rendered blind. Two important human things taken away in an instant. Were heroes not what this world needed? What would it take to make the world better?

Power. Lelouch chanted in his head. I need power. I need the power to overcome anything that stands in the way. Yes. I need power to change this world.

Lelouch's mind had decided on a course of action, one that would no doubt shape his life in the years to come.

"Yang." He separated from her. "I promise you this."

She gazed up at him, a face that was searching desperately for hope. "W-w-what?"

"I swear to you." He let all of his seriousness show. "I will find who did this, and I will make them pay. I swear it upon my life."

"You… will?" She asked

"With all of my heart, I will do this." Lelouch declared without regret. "I won't stop until I avenge our mother and our sister."

Yang seemed convinced of his words, but she still hugged him and let out some more tears, albeit less than before his promise to her. If she did believe him, then he needed to begin the true work in order to keep his promise.

The door to the hospital room opened and in came a man with blonde hair and blue eyes. He regarded all the children in the room with much more than sadness. It was borderline depression, despair.

"Lelouch." The man called out weakly.

Such an empty way of saying his name. It was hard to believe that this usually optimistic man was now reduced to little more than a zombie, a walking corpse. This man had suffered the most out of all of them. Between a loved one leaving, a loved one dying, and a loved one being crippled, his pains were more than understandable.

His father could hardly be called human right now.

"No more." Lelouch growled in a low tone. "No more."

His family had suffered enough.

RWBY - - - Code Geass

Eight years later…

"Come on, bro, lighten up!" Yang whined as she leaned against the window. "This is the best day of your life!"

"Correction: this is the best day of your life, Yang, not mine." Lelouch stood a foot away. "I'm here only by dad's request."

"And what would you do if dad didn't make you come here?" Yang challenged. "What would you do?"

"An answer that you should be fully aware of." Lelouch's collar swung with his head as he looked away from her. "I don't think I need to repeat it."

It had been a decade since they had begun their journey and after all the training and experience, the two siblings were on their way to Beacon Academy. It was expected that the two of them would make it far. Given Yang's natural talent for fighting and Lelouch's genius-level intellect, they were an unstoppable duo when they were working together. They would be on the same team, that much wasn't in question. The real question was who would they be working with.

Perhaps that was the only thing they shared in relationship to Beacon Academy, but other than that, their attitudes towards finally going to the most prestigious huntsman academy in all of Remnant were different. Yang was just in it for the thrills while Lelouch was in it for bigger reasons.

"I know." Yang let a rare frown set in on her features. "I know. Just make sure you have your priorities straight."

"Of course I do." Lelouch answered. "Family comes first, no matter what."

The blonde lightly punched her elder twin brother on the shoulder, and he didn't react to it, merely letting it happen. She might joke around about a great deal of things, but she was just as serious about family as he was, and she hadn't forgotten his promise to him all those years ago.

"But seriously, you need to stop being so tense." Yang gestured to the entire ship. "These guys and gals are going to be our classmates, and two of them will be our teammates, so you're going to have to trust someone other than me."

"I'll consider it." Lelouch responded swiftly. "That is all I promise."

"And by that, you mean that you'll be stubborn as hell." Yang pouted and crossed her arms. "Dammit, you're impossible, you know that?"

"A trait that you seem to share with me, Yang." Lelouch retorted in good spirit. "If your attention to your hair is anything to go by."

"I resent that accusation." Yang's eyes glowed red for a second. "Don't disrespect the hair."

She might be angry in appearance, but neither of them could actually say that Yang could actually be truly and genuinely angry with her brother, or upset with him at all for that matter. Disagreements aside, which there were many, they always worked it out. Well, they were family after all, so what else was new?

"So do you have anyone in particular you want to scout?" Yang decided to chance the subject. "You had that look in your eye earlier."

"A few people stuck out to me." Lelouch gestured to his right. "Do you see a celebrity in here?"

"Celebrity?" Yang followed his pointer, then saw what he saw. "Oh, Pyrrha Nikos! Man' she's even more gorgeous in-person. You want her on the team?"

"Her skills and talent would be good to have." Lelouch explained his reasoning. "It also helps that she looks like she doesn't have friends."

"Is that the schemer I hear?" Yang teased. "Or the playboy? Or both?"

"I am not in the market to be a womanizer." Lelouch scolded her once again for that comment he'd heard before so many times. "I don't have time for that."

"But you're a guy at heart, and I know you aren't completely immune to women." Yang pointed out as if she were scolding him back. "Plus, you've always had high standards when it came to girls and women. Nothing but the best."

"Please don't say it like that. I sound like some privileged brat." Lelouch grimaced as he exasperated. "I am not like that at all."

"I'd disagree, but you wouldn't care, so whatever." Yang shrugged, then her eyes caught something else. "And speaking of privileged brats, there's one right now."

"You mean Weiss Schnee, the heiress?" Lelouch deduced who his sister was talking about. "I would like to avoid that one if all possible."

"You know, you could stand to be a little more tolerant." Yang tried to redirect the conversation. "Not all rich people are like that."

"I will believe it when I see flying pigs and the tooth fairy." Lelouch remained stalwart in his stance. "Why do you even care about this?"

"Um, we're twins." Yang flicked his forehead. "We might be polar opposites, but it's my job to worry about my other half."

"That's my job too." Lelouch lightly massaged his forehead. "And please refrain from flicking me. You have more strength than I do."

"You're a big boy. You can handle it." Yang was unaffected. "Oh, looks likes one of the teachers."

Indeed as his sister said, there was a woman who now was on the projector. Her dress wear indicated she was on the job, and it wasn't too hard to guess that she was probably a member of the faculty.

"Greeting all new students. My name is Glynda Goodwitch. You have all selected among a wide range of applicants to attend this distinguished academy. In this time of peace, we huntsmen and huntresses are tasked to uphold the peace, and soon, that task will soon fall upon all of you. By being accepted into the academy, you have all proven to have the nerve. Now, it is time for you to receive the knowledge and training that you require."

The holographic image of the teacher vanished. Lelouch could only look back outside as he contemplated the professor's words, disguised through a welcoming speech. It was a nice statement, but it didn't fool the young man one bit. Peace, however nice it was, couldn't last forever. Even though the Great War had been over for eight decades, there was no doubt that lingering hatred existed. If it were as simple as war and peace, then maybe there wouldn't be as many wars to begin with.

"Great view, right?" Yang commented, gesturing outside. "It's nothing like what we get to see down there."

"Yes, it is indeed a wonderful sight." Even Lelouch had to appreciate a good view when there was one.

For the briefest of moments, both of them just stared outside, admiring how they could hold the entire city of Vale in the palms of their hands. Just that feeling of power, even if phantom, felt so good.

"Four years." Yang said, placing her hand on her brother's shoulder. "I hope we're ready for this."

"Me too." Lelouch mirrored her thinking.

Their moment was ruined when the sound of someone groaning made them turn their heads to see a blonde boy bowing over like he was about to hurl the contents of his stomach. Nobody was going to help him.

Does no one care? Lelouch gritted his teeth.

Not one to stand by, Lelouch quickly rushed over to help.

"Are you alright?" Lelouch asked. "Do you need help?"

The boy only lifted his, but he still held his mouth shut. He looked positively ready to burst. It had to be motion sickness.

The raven-haired boy, thinking quickly, released a bit of aura, trying to connect with this boy's aura in the hopes of trying to ease the desire to vomit. What he found strange was that he didn't sense any aura from this boy.

Wait, no aura? Lelouch puzzled at this. Why would a prospective huntsman not have his aura unlocked? Either he's really confident in his skills or there's something else going on, and I'm leaning towards the latter.

Regardless, Lelouch's attempt didn't work, and the boy was still nowhere near close to being cured of his ailment. He had to do this directly. Powering up his aura again, he began to focus at his abdomen. Apparently, it worked as the blonde boy let go of his mouth and began to breathe regularly.

"Gah!" The boy tasted the inside of his mouth. "That tastes bad. Ugh."

"Hey, you alright?" Yang joined in, helping the blonde boy stand up straight. "You're not gonna hurl, right?"

"No, I'm fine for now." Their newest acquaintance gasped. "I don't know what you did, but thanks. You're a lifesaver."

He doesn't know that I used aura either? Lelouch kept a pleasant face, but still was processing all of this. No, he doesn't even know what aura is, does he?

"It's no problem." Lelouch played it off, resuming the conversation and sticking out his hand. "My name is Lelouch Lamperouge."

"Jaune Arc." The boy took his hand.

Yang pointed to herself and grinned. "The name's Yang Xiao Long. It's nice to meet you too, vomit boy."

"Hey!" Jaune whined out loud. "I didn't hurl!"

"Ignore my sister." Lelouch tried to dismiss the blonde brawler. "She sometimes lets her mouth run before her brain."

"You two are siblings?" Jaune looked at both of them. "I don't see the resemblance at all, except the eyes."

"Yeah, we get that a lot." Yang shrugged. "We're fraternal twins."

"But you two don't share the same surname." Jaune was still trying to piece it together.

"It's a long story." Lelouch didn't want to talk about the circumstances of his name. "Let's just leave it at that."

"O-okay." Jaune seemed a bit intimidated.

He seems too timid to be a huntsman. Lelouch could only regard his newest acquaintance with confusion. Nothing about him strikes me as huntsman material. If anything, he looks like he grabbed that sword and just decided to see how things went.

"U-um, is everything okay?" Jaune questioned timidly. "I don't look bad, do I?"

"I wouldn't call it very stylish." Lelouch made no effort to hide his opinion. "If anything, I'd say you look bland discounting the armor and sword."

"O-oh really?" Jaune rubbed the back of his head. "First I'm hearing of it."

Lelouch and Yang looked at each other with the same face and were thinking the same thing. He seems nervous about something.

"Anyway," Yang decided to get the talking going forward, "Yeah, not exactly an ideal fashion. Sub-par, at best."

"Oh." Jaune looked disappointed.

This guy needs more confidence if he wants to make it here. Lelouch noted to himself. Why is he even here to begin with?

"So what's your story?" Lelouch posed a classic question. "Getting into Beacon isn't easy."

"Oh, well, it's just been kind of self-training, I guess." Jaune replied, albeit it felt unbalanced. "I didn't have a formal teacher so to speak, just my sword and shield and experience."

"Then you're really lucky." Yang stepped in with her musings. "In our experience, luck's a touch-and-go thing. We rely more on our skills and talents to get us through."

"If anything, we make our own luck." Lelouch said. "But hey, more power to you, I guess. So how do you feel about all of this?"

"It's amazing." Jaune seemed to be more enthusiastic. "I mean, it's Beacon. Who wouldn't want to come here? It's every kid's dream!"

"Every kid's dream." Lelouch repeated the words sadly.

"That's the truth right there." Yang lost some of her vigor too.

"Sorry?" Jaune politely inquired. "I didn't hear that."

"Nothing." Both siblings responded at once.

Yeah, a lot of kids had dreams about becoming the hero in the stories that would swoop down and save them all. A lot kids had dreams about being a total badass, wielding a sophisticated weapon and slaying Grimm by the truck loads. A lot of kids had dreams about doing the right thing just because they could.

Ruby had that same dream once, and maybe in another lifetime, she would have been able to be the best huntress the world had ever seen. Now she couldn't even leave home without the aid of at least one person.

Dreams weren't enough in this world.

They never were.

Code Geass - - - RWBY

The awkward silence between the three of them didn't last long as the airship docked and all the students took their first steps onto Beacon Academy grounds. It was a monumental moment for a lot of people.

Lelouch could only marvel at the construction of this academy. Clearly, this place was built with more than just awe in mind. It was a symbol of power as well. It warned all evil-doers that the power of a huntsman was not to be trifled with. They were the protectors of the world and they wouldn't be taken down so easily.

Yang admired the scene just like her brother, but it was in a more conventional way. It was really big, and that meant there had to be a lot of cool stuff inside. She could only guess at what was going to happen in these four years. She hoped that there were a lot of adventures and cool moments and action.

Jaune appeared to be beyond admiration. Rather he had adopted the look of pure awe, like he was coming face to face with the Gods themselves. His face couldn't possibly be any more amazed than it was now.

"I think I've stared long enough." Lelouch took a few more steps. "Let's find the amphitheater."

"Right behind you!" Yang didn't hesitate to follow.

"U-uh, wait for me!" Jaune called out to them.

Now he's following us. Lelouch was able to keep his look of thought as he lead the two of them. Normally, I wouldn't care so much, but all his behavior is making him more suspicious.

"So what's your weapon called, Jaune?" Lelouch wanted to probe some more. "I see that you've got an appreciation for the classics."

"Oh, this thing?" Jaune held his sword out with a sheathe. "It's just an old family heirloom. Crocea Mors is what it's called."

"Crocea Mors." Lelouch said the words out loud. "Just how old is the heirloom by the way?"

"I think this thing's been kicking since the Great War." Jaune confessed. "I didn't ask for the full story from my parents."

"In any case, I appreciate the classics all the same." Lelouch brandished his own weapon. "This is my melee weapon. I call it Requiem."

"Wow, that thing is fancy-looking." Jaune praised the look of the weapon. "But this looks more like something you'd see on a wall."

"Trust me, it's a fully functioning sword." Lelouch assured with a chuckle. "I admit, it's more ornate than your average sword, but I've always had an affinity for flair."

"Yeah, he can be more girly than a girl sometimes." Yang joked offhandedly. "He worries about his wardrobe more than I do."

"Yang, it's called having a sense of fashion." Lelouch corrected with a slight glare. "Didn't we go over this earlier?"

"My weapon's Ember Celica." Yang cocked her shotgun gauntlets while ignoring her brother. "I think you get the idea."

"Yeah, I think I do." Jaune backed away. "But didn't you say that was your melee weapon, Lelouch? What else do you have?"

"A little friend that I like to call the Gawain." Lelouch sheathed his sword and pulled out a pistol-shaped weapon. "Think of it as a futuristic pistol. It doesn't use dust rounds, but something with a little more kick to it. I would give you a demonstration, but I don't want to run the risk of ruining Beacon property."

It was painted black with some gold and red trimmings. Whoever had crafted the weapon had done so with precision and care. It was a weapon that dangerous-looking yet also carried an air of elegance that was akin to its wielder.

"Man, now I feel jealous." Jaune couldn't help but stare. "Where can I get one of those?"

"This is a one-of-a-kind weapon." Lelouch put his weapon back in its holster. "I doubt you're going to find anything close to it."

"Really? That's a bummer." That was disappointment at its most obvious in Jaune's response.

"Patience, Jaune." Lelouch preached to his peer. "I'm sure that there are more than a few impressive weapons here. Look forward to seeing those."

For a moment, it was just kids talking about cool things, and the three of them were perfectly happy with what they had going. Then something came along and ruined it all.

"Move!" A girl's voice echoed. "Out of my way!"

From out of nowhere, a girl dressed in white briskly pushed Jaune aside without any regard for him in the least. She was likely in a hurry, and if it were anyone else, the incident could have been easily forgotten.

Lelouch wouldn't let this one go. One look from him and it was clear as the blue sky that he was not pleased. No, he intended to have words with this one.

RWBY - - - Code Geass

She was in a hurry to get to the opening speech. She wanted to hear what Headmaster Ozpin had to say. He was a legend in the huntsman community, and his word was respected to such a high degree.

Then her day turned sour.

"Stop right there, Schnee Scum!"

Weiss Schnee, heiress to the Schnee Dust Company, was more than aware of the reputation that her grandfather's company had gained during its time being run by her own father. That being said, she wouldn't let anyone slander her family name. The name was one of the most important in all of Remnant.

She spun around to face the person who had said those words. Judging from the faces of the three standing together, it had to have come from the black-haired, purple-eyed boy. He regarded her with such disrespect.

It had to be him.

"Schnee scum?!" Weiss had a look of outrage. "H-how dare you-"

"Yes, I do dare!" He declared boldly with slightly narrowed eyes. "What right have you to look down upon others? You only have a family name that makes you credible in any event."

She felt her hands clench into fists. How could he understand what she had to do to get here? She had made herself into a capable warrior to get here. That was by her own own volition, and no one else.

"W-why you!" The girl stomped over to him and got right into his physical space. "Just who do you think you are?!"

"Lelouch… Lamperouge." The raven-haired boy frowned at her. "Compared to the Grimm, you are but a lost little puppy."

Did he just compare her to a helpless creature? Did he just tell her that she was nothing but useless?

No, she wouldn't stand for this. She was many things, but she would never allow anyone to call her useless.

Having lost all sense of restraint, she moved to slap, only for him to catch her wrist in mid-swing, his indifference serving only to fuel her rage.

"Now, if you're quite done throwing your temper tantrum, my sister and my friend would like to attend the opening ceremony." Lelouch, with his grip on her wrist firm, slid her to his side. "Jaune, Yang, let's go."

"Right behind you!" Yang said while sparing a glance at Weiss. "Later, princess!"

The blonde-haired boy whipped by her without so much as a look, but the white-haired girl had no interest in the blonde ones. Her only focus was the boy who had slandered her and the SDC.

Few had the gall to even so much as look at the Schnee family the wrong way, but for someone to outright criticize them without so much as a trace of fear? That was something novel. Nevertheless, it was not going to be left as it was.

If there was one thing that the second daughter of Jacque Schnee could say about him, it was that he had nerve.

"Lelouch Lamperouge." Weiss would remember that name well. "I won't forget this."

Code Geass - - - RWBY

From Ozpin's point of view, everyone here was coming in with dreams and such. It was a trait of young people. They had ideals that they wanted to be fulfilled, and if some of them were really lucky, they might just get that wish.

But the reality was that no one here really knew what they were here for. As far as they knew, they were just the next generation of huntsmen and huntresses that was taking up the mantle of defending Man and the Faunus, and they all were, but not in they way that they were imagining. If they knew what the world was really like, many of them wouldn't be so eager to take this duty on.

However, in any bunch, there was always a standout, someone who had something the others didn't have. Be it knowledge, wisdom, power, strength, or any number of factors, there was at least one individual in every class. As teams weren't to be formed until after initiation, he was searching for a needle in the haystack.

As was customary for him before he began to speak into the microphone, he glanced at the entire auditorium and looked for that one who would catch his eye. It didn't take long for him to find what he was looking for.

Lelouch Lamperouge, the son of Taiyang Xiao Long and Raven Branwen, both members of the former Team STRQ. That team had one of the few outside of the brotherhood who knew about Salem, about the origins of this world, the abou the Grimm, and about himself. Their son might not know any of that right now, but it was clear that he wasn't here because he wished to be here. He stood apart from the students for one reason.

He didn't desire this life for himself.

"I'll be brief." Ozpin began his speech with this in mind. "You have all come here to refine your skills, to become the best of your ability, and then return to the world as its protectors. However, the only thing that I see is promise and potential that is going to waste."

Some might call this demoralizing, others practical. To Ozpin, it was a test so who here could see past his superficial words and look for the true and substantial meaning, which he didn't expect many to do.

"Knowledge is not the end goal. It is only a tool to supplement your success." The headmaster continued on. "What you do with that knowledge is in your hands, so ask not what you need to learn. Ask what you intend to do with what you learn."

Having said what he wanted to say, he stepped aside and let Glynda instruct the students further. He was able to catch one more look of the new students. They all appeared to be processing what he was saying still.

Even Lelouch Lamperouge was thinking about his words, though maybe not for the same reasons as those around him.

I'll be keeping an eye on you, young Lelouch. Ozpin had seem a great deal of men and women in his time, and he had a feeling. You have quite the journey ahead of you.

RWBY - - - Code Geass

Nighttime

"Lelouch, stop reading." Yang moaned in boredom. "Watching you is making me go bonkers."

"You have a scroll, don't you?" Lelouch turned the page in his book, his displeasure in his tone. "Why not use that?"

"Why use my scroll when you're here?" Yang countered as she rolled onto her back. "You're a much better source of entertainment."

"No matter how many times you challenge me, I will always beat you." Lelouch shut his book and met her eye-to eye. "You know that, right?"

"My dear brother, are you implying, that I, your twin sister, cannot match you?" Yang's words were more than horseplay. "Have a little faith in me."

"Faith is for the weak-willed." Lelouch didn't even have to think about his reply. "Show me that you can beat me, and I'll take back what I said."

Regardless, it was true. Yang had never been able to beat Lelouch in a game of chess. There was one time where she had managed a draw, but ever since that time, he had stepped up his strategies and tactics considerably.

The sound of a candle lighting made the twins turn their similarly-colored eyes towards a girl dressed in black night clothes with a bow atop her head and reading a book.

"That girl." Lelouch observed her with a critical eye. "Something about her…"

"You know her?"

"No, I just recognized the books she was reading."

"Boring."

Lelouch glared at her.

Yang shrugged back.

"I think I'll go talk to her because you're become troublesome." Lelouch stood up and adjusted his sleepwear, moving.

"Hey, don't leave me!" Yang sprung up after him. "You traitor!"

Code Geass - - - RWBY

Blake knew no one here, and that was to be expected. Outside of the White Fang and her home of Menagerie, there was no one else that she knew. Because she knew no one, it would be easier for her to remain illusive, remain to herself, although that would be offset by the fact that she had to be part of a team in order to attend Beacon Academy. Realistically, there was no way she could expect to be alone for her time here.

But given recent events, trust was going to be a hard thing to build up. She wasn't sure whether she should be optimistic or pessimistic about the kids here. They all seemed decent enough, with a few bad ones in the bunch, but that was to be expected as well. She was at least pleased to see that there were Faunus here as well.

Tomorrow would be a busy day, and to that end, she decided to try and push away all major things on her mind for the sake of getting her foot in the door. She couldn't expect to be a huntress if she couldn't pass the initiation, so she took out her book and began to digest its contents. She needed a clear mind.

"I recognize that book." A boy's voice seemed to be directed at her. "The man with two souls. It was a fascinating book."

Blake put her book down so that her eyes could see who had spoken to her. She recognized the boy as the one who had talked down Weiss Schnee. It hadn't been her intention to run into that incident, but she heard the entire thing and then sidestepped it. If she remembered his name correctly it was…

"You're the boy who challenged Weiss Schnee." Blake stated with a careful eye. "Was it… Lelouch?"

"Good ears." He gracefully bowed. "But I'll introduce myself anyways. My name is Lelouch Lamperouge."

It was an unusual name. It didn't make her think of a color at first, but she could overlook that fact. Black seemed to be his color if his hair and his clothing was anything to go by.

"And this is my twin sister." Lelouch pointed to the girl next to him.

"Yang Xiao Long." The girl introduced herself.

They looked nothing alike save for their eyes. Well, it wasn't like she needed to refuse them. If that's what they said, then it was what it was.

"Hello. You can call me Blake Belladonna." Well, it was an amicable greeting for everyone.

"So how are you liking to book?" Lelouch moved the original topic forward. "I haven't picked it up in years, but I remember it well."

"It's a good read." The disguised Faunus agreed, then a thought came to her. "I don't suppose you've got any more recommendations?"

"My recommendations would fill a book alone." He laughed lightly, though in good spirit. "But if you would like, I can write down a few you to consider."

Blake wasn't sure why, but she had a feeling that this one was very intelligent. The way he conducted himself indicated that at the very least, he was confident in himself. His mannerisms could almost be considered high-class.

"I'm always looking for a good book." Blake temporarily set her book down. "So why not?"

"Ugh, boring." The girl named Yang moaned.

"If you're bored, Yang, then you can leave." Lelouch redirected his attention to his sister.

Well… they seemed close.

A thought occurred to me before this story idea came into being. Lelouch and Ruby are the exact opposite when it comes to methods. Ruby represents a hero who is actually the embodiment of purity, or as close to purity as one can get in RWBY. Lelouch represents a hero who will go to virtually any lengths to do what is right.

I appreciate RWBY for its world and the potential it has, but rewatching V1 all the way to the current V5 episodes, my opinion of the show overall is mixed. All the characters have the potential for growth, but only in V3 and beyond does that really happen. V1 was a hit and miss when it came to establishment, V2 felt shallow, barely mattering.

Possibly my worst concern is Ruby Rose. I've never been a big fan of her character because in the entirety of the show, I feel like she's far too mature for her age. She's strong in character, but I feel that it's not earned. In fact, I can draw parallels between her and Lelouch's sister, Nunnally, hence the reason why she's playing the part of the little sister again. In fact, I think I can draw a lot of parallels from Code Geass characters to RWBY characters, and time will show this more.

In any event, this story is going to be about Lelouch and how he changes this world. No other characters from Code Geass will be making an appearance.

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"All children are artists. The problem is how to remain an artist once he grows up."

Pablo Picasso