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"Sorry, but I'm afraid I'll have to kill you now."

Jeremiah barely had enough time to register the mysterious man's words, and draw his sword, before the man dashed forward with extreme speed, attempting to lop off Jeremiah's head.

Luckily, Jeremiah, being a Knight, was also fast. He managed to move his sword to block, causing a metallic clang to ring out as the two blades clashed together.

"Who are you?" Jeremiah asked as they stood in a standstill for the second time.

The man looked thoughtful, though he didn't lose any of the strength behind his strike. "Well, unless you have some voodoo magic that needs my name, I guess I can give it to you. Name's Lief Zelzan. It's a pleasure to meet ya."

"Now who are you?"

"Jeremiah Gottwald."

Jeremiah jerked his sword to the side, spinning in a circle and bringing his sword back around to strike Lief, who merely jumped over it.

"Ooh, fancy!"

Lief thrust his blade forward, causing Jeremiah to tilt his body to the right, dodging the attack. Lief was momentarily thrown off balance from the width of his thrust, and Jeremiah took the chance to knock his blade aside, and give him a strong punch to the face. Rook he may not be, but even a weak Devils strength was not to be underestimated. Jeremiah was far from a weak Devil.

Lief, who had been knocked onto his bum due to the punch groaned, and slowly got up.

His nose was bleeding profusely, and it seemed bent the wrong way. With a grunt, he set it back in place, and gave Jeremiah a toothy, blood-filled smile.

"Hehe. Nice shot! Pretty strong for a Knight, actually. I'm getting more interested in this fight every second!"

Lief hefted his sword up again, this time holding it with two hands, and closed his eyes. Green energy slowly oozed up Lief's sword, the source seemingly being his body.

He opened his eyes, and, using one hand, brought his sword up, using it a point at Jeremiah, who looked at it with growing dread.

"Let's take this up a notch! Hope you can keep up."

Lief dashed at Jeremiah again, bringing his sword down on him, who countered with a block.

This time, Jeremiah was immediately forced to his knees by the sheer force behind the attack. It felt as though his whole body was ringing from the impact.

Lief grinned again.

"Time to get even."

Using his metal-clad toe, Lief kicked Jeremiah in his stomach, sending him flying back into a tree.

Jeremiah was currently drifting in and out of consciousness. The single kick had almost completely put him out of the fight. If he hadn't been for his half-cyborg state, he doubted he would even be in a thinking state.

Despite the ringing in his head, he could somehow clearly hear Lief's footsteps as he casually strolled to him. They had stopped for a few moments, then started up again. Jeremiah dearly hoped Anya hadn't attempted something.

This was bad, Jeremiah thought. He had only just begun to learn magic, much less reach a point where he could channel it into his blade. His sword was also nothing special- a simple European style sword, made of regular metal, whilst his opponent had something atleast made of demonic, or holy metal. Bad indeed.

A few more seconds passed by, and the footsteps steadily grew louder, before stopping. They resumed moments later. Jeremiah slowly opened his eyes, gradually pulling himself up to look at Lief.

"Hehe. You look like shit, man," Lief said almost cheerfully.

Jeremiah coughed, ignoring him. "What are you?"

"Well, depends on how you're asking. If you mean by race, then I'm a Devil! Down to my very core."

Jeremiah's eyes widened. "You're a Devil?!"

Lief nodded rapidly in confirmation.

"Then why are you attacking me? Who's the person in charge of you?! What does he want?!"

Jeremiah suddenly broke into a violent coughing fit, his lungs strained from yelling.

Lief held up three fingers. "First question: because I was ordered too."

He put one of his fingers down.

"Second question: He's also a Devil, and I'm one of his Evil Pieces. I have no clue what his name is though."

He put his second finger down, leaving him with only his index finger up.

"Third question: Hm. I actually can't answer that completely. All I know is he's super pissed at all the Kings present in this city, and wants to end 'em."

Jeremiah opened his mouth to speak, but was cut off by Lief.

"I know, I know. You're probably wondering why I told you all of this."

Jeremiah slowly nodded.

"It's simple, really. One, this makes it more fun. And two, you won't be alive to tell anybody, and I'll deal with that girl of yours later."

Jeremiah narrowed his eyes in sudden anger. He was normally cool-headed, but when it came to Anya, his charge, he got very defensive. And Lelouch too, of course.

But the point was this, this, bastard was threatening to kill her. Lief could kill him- he didn't care. But he wouldn't allow Anya to be hurt! And if he could defeat Lief, an enemy to his King would be eliminated!

With sudden power, he surged upwards, thrusting his sword towards Lief's heart, who stood there in shock!

"Die!"

Jeremiah had full confidence that with his speed, he would kill Lief. It didn't matter if it was just human metal! Lief was an Evil Piece, most likely of a Knight, due to his speed and skill with a sword, and would be easily killed-

THUMP

Jeremiah stared in shock at Lief, who instead of being shocked, was grinning madly.

"Teehee. You probably thought I was a Knight, didn't you?"

Jeremiah remained silent, attempting to comprehend what was going on. Why didn't the sword kill him like it should have?!

"Well, you see, you got it all wrong. I'm actually a Rook!"

"Impossible! Rooks aren't supposed to possess that kind of speed!"

Jeremiah had every right to be confused. According to the textbook definition, which Jeremiah had studied, a Rook gained extreme attack and defense, but lost their speed. Even the strongest Rooks didn't have much of it.

Lief grabbed Jeremiah's sword, breaking it, then forced Jeremiah to the ground, sitting on him.

Lief then wagged his finger at Jeremiah mockingly.

"That's what everyone thinks. Hell, that's what most Devils think. But you see, the truth is, with training, any Rook can increase their speed! But Devils are lazy, content with their own powers to think about training! And that makes them weak!"

"But not me! I tried, and after months, I boosted my speed to that of a Knight!"

Jeremiah would've chuckled had he not been so hurt. To think it was so simple. Something that every Devil seemed to forget, content with their powers: simple, hard work.

Lief suddenly jerked, then quickly pulled out his sword.

"Looks like the boss is calling. Gotta kill you quickly."

Lief brought his sword above his head, holding it with two hands as he prepared to behead Jeremiah, who struggled to move.

"It was fun while it lasted!"

Lief brought his sword down, but before it connected with Jeremiah's neck, a small amethyst coloured diamond appeared in the way of the sword.

It buckled very slightly under Lief's sheer power, but otherwise held on perfectly fine, saving Jeremiah from certain death.

Lief looked rather confused.

"What the-"

BOOM

"Argh!"

The diamond released a blast of purple energy outward towards Lief's right hand, horribly burning it, along with the arm. Luckily for Lief, the sword had still been in its attacking position, and had saved him from losing an arm. The sword however, was completely shattered.

"Who the hell?!" Lief screamed out, his voice cracking from the pain.

"You didn't think that I wouldn't notice did you?"

Lief spun his head around at the voice, and saw Lelouch standing with more diamonds floating around him, and CC standing a few ways behind him.

"Attacking one of the Devils under me, and so close to my own home? You must either be very confident, or very stupid."

Lief grinned at Lelouch's taunting. "So you're one of the Kings my boss is after? You seem strong enough."

Lelouch narrowed his eyes at Lief. "You have two options. Leave peacefully, or die."

Of course, despite saying this, Lelouch had no intention of letting Lief leave. Well, certainly not peacefully.

Lelouch noticed Lief seriously considering his proposal, and he took the time to survey the damage. It seemed Jeremiah was mostly fine, but barely holding on to his consciousness. He would need rest, but would soon heal. Of course, he would need to be repaired, and if luck would have it, upgraded.

He swept his eyes across the clearing, looking for Anya-

"How about something else?" Lief's voice chimed out.

Lelouch turned his attention to Lief, who began walking to the tree behind him, mocking Lelouch by leaving his back to face him.

Lief reached behind the tree, and pulled out an unconscious, and slightly bleeding Anya.

He put his sword to her neck. "How about this? You let me leave, and I won't kill the girl. Or you attempt to fight me, and the second you make a move, and cut her neck. Choose."

"You!" Jeremiah's voice growled out.

Lelouch narrowed his eyes at Lief, contemplating ways to free Anya. Perhaps it was him, but after his death, he seemed to have gotten softer. Prior to his death, unless she was dreadfully important, he would have made plans to kill her off here, not save her. Oh well. He would deal with it later.

Lief, who saw Lelouch staring at him and Anya, decided to tell a story.

"You know, it was pretty funny how I caught her. I was seriously planning on leaving her alone since she seemed pretty scared when I attacked and all. Then, when I punched your Knight, she attacked me! Too bad though. If I hadn't been a Rook, she might have actually incapacitated me. Lucky for me though. I caught a nice bargaining chip to save me!"

Lief was laughing at this point, amused by his story. Jeremiah however, was not. Far from it, actually.

Struggling to stand up, Jeremiah glared at Lief. He opened his mouth to speak, but a raised hand from Lelouch stopped him.

"Or, how about you give us Anya. I don't think you're quite in any position to bargain," Lelouch said, smirking, causing Lief to stare at him curiously.

"Oh, really?!"

Lelouch nodded his head. "Of course."

Lief chuckled lightly, and then shook his head in Lelouch's direction. Why don't you explain why "I'm in no position to bargain"?"

"I was rather surprised, that you, who is said to be a Devil, would not sense another coming up behind you to attack you. That leads me to believe you have poor sensing ability. Of course, I could have been wrong. After all, Anya does have a fairly small magic pool as of now. But this theory was just confirmed a few minutes ago."

Lelouch raised his hand. "Look very carefully around you."

Lief did so, deciding to humor Lelouch's request. Unfortunately for Lief, there was several things he had not sensed.

Slowly, the wind around Lief began to steadily speed up, making an eerie chiming sound as it did so. Purple plates burst from the ground, shaped like coffin lids, completely encircling Lief, who was slowly beginning to panic, remembering the effects of the plates.

"You didn't sense this at all. My Queen and I both began gathering our magic for these spells, yet you had no indication of the plates slowly moving to you, or the wind being imbued with magic."

Lief was completely panicking, attempting to look for a way out. To test the barrier, he struck it with his sword as hard as he could with one hand. It didn't budge at all.

Of course, that was when he realized something. Anya was currently in the barrier with him. After all, they wouldn't possibly blow him up along with her, right?

...Right?

So, he decided to ask.

"You wouldn't dare! I have one of your Peerage captive! You won't attack me with her around!" Lief said confidently. After all, those soft Kings brought up in Devil society cared about their Peerage a lot didn't they? Poor Lief.

Lelouch chuckled at Lief, predicting his line of thoughts. Of course, he did care to save Anya. If he didn't, Jeremiah wouldn't be as loyal anymore. So he would bluff.

"Let me tell you something as well. I'm not quite a full Devil. I was resurrected by Sirzechs to the Devil side, and made a King. I feel you should know my real identity."

Lelouch swept his hand across his face, and like magic, and new face faded into existence while the other one slowly disappeared.

"My true name is Lelouch vi Britannia."

Seeing the recognition, and horror flashing across Lief's face, Lelouch decided to add more fuel into the flames.

"Now, tell me, do you think I really care?"

Now, normally, Jeremiah would've burst out against anything that would hurt Anya. Luckily though, he trusted Lelouch enough to have a plan.

The purple plates began growing eerily, and CC, who was watching the whole ordeal quietly and amused, began to speed up her wind.

Lief was pleading at this point. "C'mon! There's no need to kill me! I can give you all the information you need!"

The magic build up visibly paused, and Lief continued, taking the chance.

"You need information on my King, right? I'll give it to you! Don't you wanna know atleast where he is? Or what he looks like?!"

Lelouch walked up to the barrier, and the plates glowed brighter, almost as if reacting to Lelouch's very presence.

"I see. It's certainly very tempting..."

Lief looked hopeful.

"...No."

"What! Please! You need the information I have!"

"No, I actually don't. You're foolish Lief. Do you think that your magic trail is not easily traced. A King can be determined by their authority, and posture alone."

"All in all, I have no need for a useless Servant such as you."

Lelouch turned around, walking back. He stopped, and looked back at Lief.

"I command you- Die."

The barrier around Lief glowed even brighter than before.

"You can't! I still have her!"

For the first time since they had confronted Lief, CC spoke. "Do you really?"

CC pointed next to her, and there lay Anya. She was still unconscious, but definitely safer than around Lief.

Lief looked beside himself, and noted, that yes, Anya was indeed gone.

"B-but...How?"

He fell to his knees, not believing how quickly the battle had gone against him.

"Any last requests?"

"Tell my little bro...tell him I love him."

There was a flash of bright purple light as the plates imploded, and the wind rushed in to cut whatever was left, kicking up tons of dust.

'A shame I couldn't use my Geass on him. The people watching us are very annoying.'

Jeremiah sighed painfully, bringing about some hacking coughs. But he was still happy. It was over. Anya was safe, and Lief was defeated-

"Hahahaha!"

Sudden laughter came from within the clearing dust cloud. CC, alarmed, quickly manipulated the wind to blow the remaining dust away. There stood Lief, plated in rocky armor. Only his head was really visible, and he appeared much taller now, the armor raising him several feet from the ground.

"Hehehehe! Teehee! You guys thought I was dead, didn't you? How'd you like my acting?" Lief asked, grinned dementedly.

Lelouch narrowed his eyes. "It appears you have more powers than I initially anticipated."

"Of course I do! You think I'm stupid enough to actually come close to your home and hope to make it out alive! This was all planned! My master is great! This is his statement to you. For if you cannot defeat a single Rook, then how will you take on his whole Peerage?"

Lief was grinning, more so than usual, as if he couldn't wait to see the shocked faces of his opponents. Lelouch merely smirked.

"You are truly foolish, and so is your King. A true tactician always has a backup plan."

More purple forms manifested around Lelouch, and took the form of shields.

"I anticipated long ago that you are merely a pawn. I already realized you must have a trump card that will allow you to live. I suppose this is it?"

Lief seemed disappointed, but brightened at the chance to explain his technique.

"You know, you're a pretty smart guy. But yeah. This is it. My True Tiger Rook Armor- an armor with one of the strongest defenses known, made from the remains of an ancient rock golem. Mind you, tracking that baby and actually killing it was a pain. But the result is this. By the way, my boss only wanted me to send a message, but with this, I might as well kill you and get it out of the way, right?"

Lief started charging towards Lelouch, albeit fairly slowly, considering he was encased in rock. However, the pace was still significant.

Lelouch sent his shields forward, directing interrupting Lief's charge, struggling to keep him at bay. Considering he probably weighed a ton or two at the moment, the fact they were even holding him off was a true testament of Lelouch's power. Lelouch himself appeared to be in deep concentration, gritting his teeth as he attempted to keep it up.

"Do not think that I have not come prepared. CC!"

CC looked amused at the order, but complied with an overly dramatic bow, and walked towards Lief, who was still being pushed back.

Lief laughed. "Okay, I can see you defeating me! But this pretty little lady? Not in a century!"

CC ignored him, and began to chant.

"I am born in light, but my home is within the darkness."

A bright light appeared in CC's hands, and with her words, shifted colours. It slowly bled into black.

"With beauty and love, have I ever treated others."

As if a new color had burst from the black, pink coloured the orb the light had taken shape in.

"But darkness and despair, to all my enemies."

It swirled again, turning into a dark red.

"And lost to carnal desires, do I bring upon you my wrath."

"Fall! Descent of a Fallen Angel!"

CC raised her hands above her head, shooting the spell straight into the sky. It flew straight and true, piercing the clouds. Slowly, but surely, rain began to fall.

Lief looked confused, not too sure what the point of the long chant was. He was sure that the spell had been meant to hit him, but instead, she shot it into the sky.

"You sure you aren't blonde or something? That was a pretty stupid move."

CC stared emotionless at Lief. She spoke in a dead tone.

"Normally, the point of that spell is to shoot it directly at your enemies. It's a piercing spell, meant to destroy defenses upon contact. However, even this spell cannot destroy the armor you wear, unfortunately. There are alternative methods however."

She pointed to the sky. Lief looked up, and saw clouds brewing, and even a few flashes of lightning.

"...You're genius plan is to hit me with lightning?"

"Essentially, yes."

Lief looked dumbfounded.

"Ever taken science in grade 9? You know, where they tell you that the ground absorbs fucking lightning?! What am I wearing right now?! The ground!"

Lief was screaming towards the end, but CC still looked amused.

"You are half right. The lightning will not destroy the armor. That is definite. But I don't plan on destroying the armor."

The clouds began swirling ominously, and a few seconds later, faster than one can blink, a bolt of lightning came down to Earth, striking Lief.

Lief screamed in pain, falling to his knees. The armor looked as pristine as it had before, but smoke was coming from cracks in it.

Shivering, he hefted a rocky arm, and pointed a finger at CC.

"H-how?"

Lelouch began speaking instead of CC.

"It's simple. Yes, while the ground holds onto electrons, and attacking someone wearing armor of rock with lightning isn't the smartest idea, what if you were to merely transfer the electricity through the armor, to what was inside?"

Lief shook his head, still shivering. And smoking.

"I don't get it."

"The reason why I had CC fire her spell into the sky was to superheat it by the raw magic put out. That caused the rain. You see, the main weakness in your rock armor is that there are cracks, cracks, which a liquid, such as water, can seep right through. CC then channeled the electricity specifically into the stream of water, which had eventually touched your metal blade, thereby shocking you."

Lief grinned.

"Nice plan."

With that, he passed out.

The End

Not much to say this time. Mostly action, so I hope I wrote it nicely. Chapters will be late, mostly because school just started. So gotta study. Also, I keep forgetting every time, but check my profile for updates on the status of the chapters. Sometimes, I will not update it right away, but I'll get to it eventually.

Also, a little issue on some of my breaks (the horizontal lines) being missing. I apologize for hat. It happens due to DocX, and sometimes, I miss some upon re-applying them all. So if you read something, and it's a completely different scene, assume that's where I messed up lol.

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Quick update for my WSoFT readers- the chapter is technically finished, but I'm adding more to it because I feel there's more that I can write for it. It's mostly action scenes that I'm writing, and there's new OC's for everyone to love :)

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