"I'm not sure what happened…was it all a dream?"
Rain poured down onto the earth as if the world itself was crying for the fallen emperor, as if there was no stopping it, much to a certain witch's dismay. She had been working for what seemed like hours in attempt to dig up the earth. However, try as she may, the dirt only turned into mud and fell back into the hole. This…was getting nowhere. Hn, if only that brat had enough strength to get himself out of the ground. If not for the fact that he had promised her to complete their contract then she wouldn't even be doing this. If not for that, he could lay in that coffin for all eternity, losing his life constantly from lack of oxygen.
"I…died in order to save the world."
"Damn it," came the yell from the green haired witch as yet another pile of mud slid its way down and back into the hole. This was all too much work. However, just as she was about to give up, the blade of the shovel hit something…something much different than the soft earth she had been digging up. "Finally," she sighed, as she used the shovel to push away the rest of the mud to reveal a rather simple casket. Hn, they hadn't even wasted money giving him a proper burial. Well, that was expected. The people weren't going to bury the demon emperor in something sophisticated such as a cement casket to protect his body.
Either way, the woman had kneeled on the ground, her arm moving down towards the coffin. A slight frown graced her lips not a moment after at the feeling of mud against her skin. "You better appreciate this," she grumbled as she ran her fingers around the casket to find a small crack that would allow her to open it. When it seemed that she wasn't going to be opening it just by that, she pushed herself up to stand once more as she lifted the shovel. Part of her wanted to just slam the metal down on the casket to see if it would break by those means, but in order to prevent any further injury to her partner, she would simply slide the blade into the crack she had found earlier. Using the shaft as a lever, she pushed down…and after many struggles, the lid finally broke free and swung open.
"It feels as if an eternity has passed."
Golden eyes peered down at the teenager lying in the casket. If she didn't know any better, she would have thought he was actually dead. Whoever had buried him didn't even have the decency to change him out of his bloodstained robes. Well, it wasn't like she actually cared.
She lifted a hand to brush away the bangs that were clinging to her face as she watched the man before her. Debating on whether or not to leave him there until he awoke, her pale lips would turn up into a smirk. It seemed as if she wouldn't have to do either, for the sleeping boy's eyes slowly lidded. A short laugh escaped her she looked down to his confused face.
"Has it been so long that you have forgotten where you are?" she asked, a mocking tone lining her words.
It was then that realization had hit the fallen teenager. Of course he hadn't recognized anything, however. When he had last closed his eyes, the sun was at it's highest point and now, well, seeing as his eyes had to adjust to the darkness, it had set. How long it had been, he wasn't sure. The time wasn't particularly important at the moment. However, it was just a lapse in memory from being asleep, if one could call it that, for so long. He had planned this all out, though now he regretted it. He could feel an unpleasant soreness in his limbs.
His eyes strained slightly in the darkness to look at the woman standing above him. "I was beginning to think you had forgotten me," he stated, giving a cocky smirk.
A scoff came as a reply from the witch. "You have a contact to fulfill. You would still be under the earth if not for that," she said as she held out a hand for Lelouch to take.
A slender hand would lift, then, to grab the witch's, before pulling himself up. Once up, his body would sway slightly, his sore legs not used to the weight just yet. Hn, he must have been in that casket for quite some time if he was aching this badly. Either way, he pulled his hand from the woman's, sure he could keep himself up. Climbing his way out of the hole, he heard a noise that could only be described as impatient. "Hurry it up. The last thing we need is to be arrested for bringing the demon back from the dead."
"Heh…right. I suppose the only thing left to do now is…move on."
"I said that Geass was the power of the kings which would condemn you to a life of solitude," C.C. mused as a smirk crept onto her face. "I think maybe that's not quite correct, right Lelouch?" the woman asked, her tone light and care free as she looked up at the clear sky. There was no sign that it had even rained the night before. Perhaps it was that the world was crying for the man whom once ruled the world.
"That may be true," a calm voice answered from the front of the cart. "Perhaps it is that I am just an extraordinary person who can defy all laws set forth by a witch." It was getting rather warm in the disguise he was wearing. However, he wouldn't complain. It was only now that he would pull the scarf down from his mouth. There was no one to see him this far out into the country.
A sharp laugh seemed to echo around them before a certain immortal crawled to the front of the cart. "Isn't it I who helped you get this far?" she questioned, mockingly. "Don't get too full of yourself, Lelouch." Reaching over the edge, she grabbed the straw hat from her partners head only to place it on her own, in turn causing him to squint from the sun he had been hiding from.
A smirk came to play on the lips of the boy in question. If not for the fact that he had to continue to steer the horses pulling the cart, he might have turned to look to the witch. "Don't forget that I am the one who saved you countless times from certain disasters," his violet eyes glinting in the sun as he spoke.
"Oh, yes, I must not forget that I was saved from obstacles by a mere human," she sneered sarcastically. She could have gotten past anything even if Lelouch hadn't been there to rescue her. She was immortal after all.
Chuckling, the young man shook his head. That was enough talk about their life before. It was time to start anew…to live in the world he had created. "You are positive that we will be safe here?" he questioned. Even if it were a safe haven, he was already thinking of disguises and such so as to not be spotted by anyone that might come through.
"You forget," came the reply as the green-haired immortal crawled back to her spot before lying down again, "we have allies here…" Her eyes closed, letting her body relax to the gentle swaying of the cart as it traveled over the dirt road.
"Allies…how strange a word."