The Wish Fulfilled
Code Geass Size Changing Interactive
chapter 7
by
copier
· original author:
tinylelouch
To experience death is in itself an unknown feeling. Not one person in known existence can truthfully say they know what it feels like, whether it is painless or pain-filled, long or short, or even if anything happens at all. C.C. was no exception to this rule; she had come so close to death an immeasurable amount of times but just as it came she always revived; such was the nature of her curse, the curse of immortality. What she experienced with each death was actually what many commonly see. The long tunnel with a light at the end, and the light coming in fast. Most people are too terrified or worried to really notice much about it but through continous encounters C.C. had memorized all about it. It started out in the shape of a doorway but as it came closer it also grew, soon becoming nothing but a blinding white light that covered all the darkness. Contrary to belief of some it gave C.C. a sense of warmth and comfort; in fact it was her theory that this meant the feeling was her about to go to heaven...and then her curse kicked in. That wonderful near euphoric feeling would vanish in a heartbeat as pain filled its void. C.C. would awaken to her mortal wounds in complete agony, but unable to die. As her body rapidly heals in seconds she calmly arises and acts as if nothing happened at all, and with the constant deaths even when the wounds are there she rarely actually shrieked in pain. This entire process was not the case here.
When Kallen's massive sole began to lower C.C., for the first time in her cursed life, saw her life flash before her eyes; the life equivalent to ten lives. It had been so long....C.C. couldn't even remember the years she were born in. It was before the colonies....around the medieval era....but she couldn't place a date. Most of the faces she always remembered as blurrs were now crystal clear. Her friends, her proposers, the witch who cursed her in order to escape it herself...it all played out. C.C. was never one for nostalgia (Or many other emotions for that matter) but seeing all this again....it brought the feeling back in full force. She was the witch who endured time, yet no one had touched her quite like Lelouch did. Ah...Lelouch...just thinking of his name brought visions of him. She never would've admitted it to most but Lelouch....he revived the old witch's heart and brought humanity back into her soul. She probably even loved him but with her old being she couldn't tell. But it didn't matter anyway, the two were far too different. C.C. was a witch who craved death and he was a power hungry boy bent on revenge...C.C. gave him the means to fight, nothing more. Now the battle was all his.
The foot made contact with C.C....and she felt her happiness swell up amidst the pain. This pain was greater than any before, whether it was just more powerful than anything priorly experienced was insignificant; C.C. was sure now, this would be her death, beneath Kallen's foot like a cockroach. It was sort of ironic, C.C. spent the better part of a millenia acting better than everyone, no different than a school bully beating up a wimp to make themselves stop from crying at night; and now she was going to die like a bug. Had to love the irony there. C.C. didn't care if Kallen spat on her or anything, this was the death she had long awaited; hell if she could move she might actually hug the sweaty flesh surrounding, The intensified taste, scent...not a single wisp of it bothered her, any second C.C.'s wish would come true.
Miles above Kallen burst into power crazed laughter, "How do you feel C.C.? Dying like a bug beneath my foot? I hope you like that sweat, I worked it up especially for you! Lick or something and I may let you live."
C.C. had no intention of doing so, for two reasons. One was pride, dying, happy, sad, whatever C.C. did not let go of her pride. The second was her wish; Kallen offered an escape route, no doubt to make C.C. into a sort of toy for her or humiliate her, little did she know the girl at her feet actually wanted to die. She welcomed the angered Kallen's increase of pressure to kill her....which she did do.
"Why you little...I'm not one for bluffing so get ready!" Kallen lifted her foot off of C.C., raising it high into the air. C.C. smirked as she saw her blood decorate the foot in a mixture of sweat that made it seem like a weapon of mass destruction. Kallen's face was one of pure disdain, she found no quarrel with what she intended to do and probably enjoyed it in fact. Both girls exchanged a last glance with one another. To Kallen all she saw was the green haired girl as a bug, it gave a primal thrill to see the high and mighty C.C. almost a pool of blood beneath her foot....it was nice. To C.C. Kallen looked like...well a benevolent goddess. Her body rose so high that, combined with the blood loss, C.C. could not make out the details past Kallen's waist; it was naught but a blur. All she could make out was her grin, or at least the basis of it.
Kallen laughed one last time, "Hey C.C. before I finish you off I have a lil gift" With the loud sound of phlegm Kallen spat on C.C.'s small battered body. If she's down, might as well make it worse, she figured. But...enough stalling....time for the big finish. Kallen kept it simple; applying all her strength to her leg Kallen gave the greatest stomp of her life, a stomp which no doubt eradicated C.C.'s very existance instantaneously. To C.C. it seemed to last an eternity, but when it finally did in fact come she could never have been happier. It was the death she would have preferred, painless; although the medium was one she didn't like it did the job. Kallen wiped C.C. out of existance in a mere instant, unknowingly making C.C. the happiest woman alive.
As always C.C. came to the tunnel, and as always the light came. However this time once its soft embrace grasped ahold of the girl, it did not let go. She was finally at peace and fulfilled her wish. Yet...her mind was not on how she died, how her wish was fulfilled or even what was to come; it was on Lelouch. More memories surfaced of the boy, and C.C. finally realized it.
"Lelouch....I love you....and I pray you defeat Brittania." Those words were the last ties that binded the witch to this world and with them finally cut C.C. floated into the light, more than happy to finally be at peace with her cursed life...
When Kallen's massive sole began to lower C.C., for the first time in her cursed life, saw her life flash before her eyes; the life equivalent to ten lives. It had been so long....C.C. couldn't even remember the years she were born in. It was before the colonies....around the medieval era....but she couldn't place a date. Most of the faces she always remembered as blurrs were now crystal clear. Her friends, her proposers, the witch who cursed her in order to escape it herself...it all played out. C.C. was never one for nostalgia (Or many other emotions for that matter) but seeing all this again....it brought the feeling back in full force. She was the witch who endured time, yet no one had touched her quite like Lelouch did. Ah...Lelouch...just thinking of his name brought visions of him. She never would've admitted it to most but Lelouch....he revived the old witch's heart and brought humanity back into her soul. She probably even loved him but with her old being she couldn't tell. But it didn't matter anyway, the two were far too different. C.C. was a witch who craved death and he was a power hungry boy bent on revenge...C.C. gave him the means to fight, nothing more. Now the battle was all his.
The foot made contact with C.C....and she felt her happiness swell up amidst the pain. This pain was greater than any before, whether it was just more powerful than anything priorly experienced was insignificant; C.C. was sure now, this would be her death, beneath Kallen's foot like a cockroach. It was sort of ironic, C.C. spent the better part of a millenia acting better than everyone, no different than a school bully beating up a wimp to make themselves stop from crying at night; and now she was going to die like a bug. Had to love the irony there. C.C. didn't care if Kallen spat on her or anything, this was the death she had long awaited; hell if she could move she might actually hug the sweaty flesh surrounding, The intensified taste, scent...not a single wisp of it bothered her, any second C.C.'s wish would come true.
Miles above Kallen burst into power crazed laughter, "How do you feel C.C.? Dying like a bug beneath my foot? I hope you like that sweat, I worked it up especially for you! Lick or something and I may let you live."
C.C. had no intention of doing so, for two reasons. One was pride, dying, happy, sad, whatever C.C. did not let go of her pride. The second was her wish; Kallen offered an escape route, no doubt to make C.C. into a sort of toy for her or humiliate her, little did she know the girl at her feet actually wanted to die. She welcomed the angered Kallen's increase of pressure to kill her....which she did do.
"Why you little...I'm not one for bluffing so get ready!" Kallen lifted her foot off of C.C., raising it high into the air. C.C. smirked as she saw her blood decorate the foot in a mixture of sweat that made it seem like a weapon of mass destruction. Kallen's face was one of pure disdain, she found no quarrel with what she intended to do and probably enjoyed it in fact. Both girls exchanged a last glance with one another. To Kallen all she saw was the green haired girl as a bug, it gave a primal thrill to see the high and mighty C.C. almost a pool of blood beneath her foot....it was nice. To C.C. Kallen looked like...well a benevolent goddess. Her body rose so high that, combined with the blood loss, C.C. could not make out the details past Kallen's waist; it was naught but a blur. All she could make out was her grin, or at least the basis of it.
Kallen laughed one last time, "Hey C.C. before I finish you off I have a lil gift" With the loud sound of phlegm Kallen spat on C.C.'s small battered body. If she's down, might as well make it worse, she figured. But...enough stalling....time for the big finish. Kallen kept it simple; applying all her strength to her leg Kallen gave the greatest stomp of her life, a stomp which no doubt eradicated C.C.'s very existance instantaneously. To C.C. it seemed to last an eternity, but when it finally did in fact come she could never have been happier. It was the death she would have preferred, painless; although the medium was one she didn't like it did the job. Kallen wiped C.C. out of existance in a mere instant, unknowingly making C.C. the happiest woman alive.
As always C.C. came to the tunnel, and as always the light came. However this time once its soft embrace grasped ahold of the girl, it did not let go. She was finally at peace and fulfilled her wish. Yet...her mind was not on how she died, how her wish was fulfilled or even what was to come; it was on Lelouch. More memories surfaced of the boy, and C.C. finally realized it.
"Lelouch....I love you....and I pray you defeat Brittania." Those words were the last ties that binded the witch to this world and with them finally cut C.C. floated into the light, more than happy to finally be at peace with her cursed life...
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