What remains of northeastern end of Britannian Victory Memorial Center is reduced to blackened, smoking ciders, smoldering with corpses of the administrators in favor of purging Area 11's ghetto.
A tall, slender figure dressed as Zero emerges from the rubble, brushing off her arms. The black of Zero's cape far more navy than the original.
"Destruction is necessary," comes the rumbling, amplified voice from within the imitation Zero mask. CC pulls it off, shaking out her lime green, waist-length hair, blinking slow. "For rebirth," she explains, tucking the mask in the crook of her arm.
Zero nods, gazing towards the sky. A pair of white doves flutter overhead, swelling a misplaced, thorny sense of hope in Zero's—Euphemia's breast.
Code Geass isn't mine. HELLO CODE GEASS FANDOM I'M NOT DEAD EITHER AND I'M SORRY I HAVEN'T UPDATED THAT ONE CHAPTER FIC. OOPS. It's another Zero!Euphemia reimagining but I decided to make something additional for this AU headcanon. Any thoughts/comments appreciated!