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Sword of Akasha, 2:43 p.m. Lelouch saw his former father, Charles, at the top of a set of stairs, and glared at him, trying to slowly back away, without him noticing.

Charles: My prodigal son. How have you been, Lelouch?
Lelouch: I think you know the answer. You're a wanted man, you know.
Charles: It is not easy, being understood as the world's leader.
Lelouch: (rolls behind Shinkiro) That doesn't give you the right to slaughter innocent people!
Charles: You say that, as you cower behind a machine? How pitiful- Ah, I forget. You know about my Geass. Quite clever, I will admit. Fortune is on your side. For once.
Lelouch: Tell me something, then! Why didn't you protect my mother!? If you knew that people were conspiring against her, you could have done something!
Charles: Have you learned nothing? People are not equal. You have Geass. I have Geass. Your Geass can earn you answers that you seek. If there is something you want an answer to, use your Geass on me.
Lelouch: Why? Are you too much of a bitch to tell me, otherwise?
Charles: (pauses) It appears you were raised poorly, during your exile.
Lelouch: (thinking) I'm not falling for your shit, asshole. If you used your Geass on Nunnally, twice, you can do the same, with me. Pod 1...I had the chaff replaced, just in case of a situation like this. Alistair better be curious enough to come in here. I made Pod 2, myself, just for him to use...

Meanwhile, at the Geass Order's base, Rolo was ordering the Black Knights and Mavericks to search for any surviving evidence of Civility's presence. Jeremiah found the wrecked Siegfried, and had it hauled out of the base.

Jeremiah: I think a better mode of flight is fit for you, Okuni. We just need to make sure you fit... What the...?

Jeremiah went inside the wrecked building and saw a cyborg, sitting in a wheelchair, motionless and breathing through a mask. There was a scar on the cyborg's throat.

Jeremiah: Agent Maine. So, this is why you had to use me. When Fort Helios crashed, only you survived. You're on life support. (approaches Maine, blade emerges from right wrist) I'm afraid this is the only mercy I can think of. Forgive me.

Agent Maine closed his eyes as Jeremiah stabbed him in the forehead, mercifully killing him.

Jeremiah: Nobody should have to live, like that.

Meanwhile, C.C. approached a wounded V.V., who was leaning against the stairs.

C.C.: How long has it been, V.V.?
V.V.: Years... I can't remember how long, but it was definitely years...
C.C.: I've thought plenty about destiny, in that time. Maybe this will be my final lesson. Maybe I'll finally die. It doesn't matter, to me. (walks towards door)
V.V.: Of course, it doesn't. You've lived longer than I have, after all.
Alistair: Hi.

V.V. looked at the ruined entrance to his throne room and saw Alistair, walking towards him, holding a briefcase and smiling.

V.V.: You...
Alistair: Yeah, me. How's that immortality holding up?
V.V.: I'm not immortal, anymore. You'll have your wish, soon enough. It doesn't matter what you do, I'll die, here. I admit defeat, you idealistic bastard. You win.
Alistair: I ain't celebrating, yet. And, you're lucky that I'm not gonna sic an angry older brother on your ass. (sets briefcase down, sits in front of V.V.) You've got some answers that Lelouch is looking for.
V.V.: And, that is?
Alistair: What do you know about the death of Marianne Lamperouge?
V.V.: What do I know? Everything. Because, I'm the one who killed the bitch.
Alistair: I sense some jealousy, in that tone of yours.
V.V.: She was getting close to Charles. Too close. I thought that Charles would forget his promise, to me, so I killed her. I've lied to Charles about it...
Alistair: And, made Lelouch pissed.
V.V.: An unanticipated side effect, yeah. Then, I found her journal. Turns out, she was backing the plan Charles and I agreed to, all those years ago.
Alistair: Oops, right?
V.V.: It wasn't just "oops". It wasn't a simple "my bad," or "sorry about that". I screwed up. Only now do I remember the guilt of what I had done. Then, I forgot all about it, when I learned about you.
Alistair: That's another thing. How did you and Hawking meet?
V.V.: It was...peculiar.

2008 a.t.b., White House. A group of Geass Order agents were waiting by the front door, hearing a fire alarm, inside. Hawking came out of the door, coughing, as smoke came out, and adjusted his mullet.

Hawking: Dammit! Sears, fix that, please! So, are you the buyer? Sorry, but you're gonna have to wait. Turns out that my latest endeavor to make a super soldier can't cook brownies. (looks at agents) Wait, why do you look like Britannians?
Geass Order Agent: We want Samuel Hawking.
Hawking: And I want the money, first.
Geass Order Agent: Give us Samuel Hawking, or we will resort to force.
Hawking: Yeah, I think you're in the wrong neighborhood, imperialists. Get the hell off my lawn.
Geass Order Agent: You fail to realize how outnumbered you are, ruffian.
Hawking: I've had a lot of people killed, and I'm in my 30s. You think I give a shit?

One of the agents rushed at Hawking, and Hawking slammed his face into a wall. Hawking brawled with the rest of the agents, knocking them out without taking any damage.

Hawking: I'm not one to hold back, when I'm toasted.
V.V.: (walks up to Hawking) Well, that was probably to be expected, since I wasn't given a picture.
Hawking: ...I think you might be lost, pipsqueak.
V.V.: I'm in my 60s, I'll have you know.
Hawking: I'm fairly certain you can't prove that.
V.V.: I believe you may have gotten my letter? Signed, "Victor"?
Hawking: So, you're actually the Emperor's twin bro? (pulls out picture) Holy shit, exact same look. That kind of immortality, huh?
V.V.: Unfortunately, yes.
Hawking: Hey, at least you don't need a prostate exam, at the rate you're going.
V.V.: What's a prostate exam?
Hawking: You don't wanna know. So, what did you wanna talk to me about, Vic?
V.V.: V.V. will do fine, for now. I'm looking to expand my operations, and my organization.
Hawking: Well, I've been working on some schematics for creating cyborgs, but I don't have Britannia's technological expertise. Do note that I had to be stoned out of my mind to get these crazy things to work, the right way.
V.V.: I...see. Let's talk, inside.

Present day, Geass Order base.

V.V.: And, from that day on, I not only became the source of Geass, for Civility, but I also became its Director. Now, look at it. Without me, Civility is done for. You've achieved one thing, today, Alistair. Now, just finish me off.
Alistair: Nah... I'm gonna take my time, with this karma.

Alistair forced V.V. onto the ground, face first.

V.V.: What are you doing...?
Alistair: You remember how you sank Kamine Island, just to try and kill me?
V.V.: Yeah. What about it?
Alistair: I made a promise to myself, after getting back to shore. (opens briefcase, takes off left glove) And, I'm not one to go back on my promises.

C.C. was looking at the door to the Sword of Akasha, trying to get inside.

C.C.: (thinking) Lelouch must already be inside. I guess I'll see how this goes, since I'm here. Alistair may not come inside-
Alistair: Now, in your last moments, you may delude yourself into thinking I'm a royal physician. (pulls latex glove onto prosthetic hand) So, when I tell you to cough...(lets go of glove, which makes a snapping sound)...I expect you to cough.
C.C.: It's time to go! It's time to go!

C.C. quickly disappeared into the Thought Elevator, as Alistair clenched his prosthetic fist, holding something in it.

Back at the Sword of Akasha, Lelouch pressed the button on his remote, and the Shinkiro launched a pod into the air, letting loose small mirrors. Lelouch activated his Geass and prepared to time his command.

Lelouch: Lelouch Lamperouge hereby commands you!
Charles: What?!
Lelouch: DIE!

Lelouch's Geass command reflected on the mirrors, Charles having no chance to evade. Lelouch slowly looked over to Charles, hoping the command worked.

Charles: Very well. I shall accept.

Charles pulled out a pistol and shot himself in the heart, collapsing to the floor. Lelouch ran up the steps, seeing Charles on the ground.

Lelouch: Is...? Is that really it?

Back in the throne room, Alistair wiped his prosthetic arm off, with a towel, and slid the briefcase to the side, a little, with his foot.

Alistair: You know, I never really wondered if immortals needed that kind of treatment, but I don't really care, nonetheless. Don't mind the shattered parts of your tailbone, either. These are your last moments, after all.

Alistair put his leather glove back on his prosthetic hand and walked toward the Thought Elevator, V.V. paralyzed with a shocked expression on his face, twitching slightly. Alistair looked at the door, activating his Geass.

Alistair: Since V.V. was so rude to take down door number 1, let's see what's behind door number 2.

Back at the Sword of Akasha, Lelouch looked at the corpse of his now dead former father.

Lelouch: This was...really anticlimactic.
Charles: (opens eyes) How impudent of you, Lelouch!
Lelouch: What the shit?!
Charles: (slowly stands up) You think a strategy like that could kill the likes of me? If you want the Power of Kings, then act like a king!
Lelouch: (pulls out pistol, shoots Charles's chest)
Charles: Have you forgotten who you are, Lelouch!? Do you deny your very past!?
Lelouch: I'll choose how I want to live my life, asshole! You don't have a say in it, anymore!
Charles: You have the gall, but you still don't understand. I am beyond the power of weapons. (pulls off glove, reveals Geass symbol on palm) You cannot kill me!
Lelouch: V.V.'s Code! Shit!
Charles: Allow me to grant you a final lesson, Lelouch...

Suddenly, Alistair appeared next to the Shinkiro.

Alistair: Huh. So, this is what's behind those doors? Reeks of law, in here.
Lelouch: (looks at Alistair, thinking) Alistair! Dammit, I need to get in the Shinkiro!
Alistair: (notices Lelouch) Hey, Lelouch!
Charles: (walks towards stairs) Who are you, young man?

Alistair recognized Charles, and laughed.

Alistair: Well, this is one hell of a day, let me tell ya. I didn't expect to see the likes of you, today.
Charles: Ah, you know who I am?
Alistair: Of course! You're Charles zi Britannia!
Charles: (smiles) Your recognition is most welcoming-
Alistair: The Mass-Murdering Misanthrope! The Diabolical Douchebag! The Absolute Lawmaking Larcenist! The Emperor of Ego!
Charles: (slowly stops smiling) Those are not compliments.
Alistair: I don't exactly have a reason to compliment an asshole like you.
Charles: Another traitor, is it? Lelouch, you've soiled this poor soul's mind.
Lelouch: (out loud) Nope. That's all him.
Alistair: Yeah, listen to your son. Oh, wait, he's not your son, anymore. Because you're a crappy parent.
Charles: I'm afraid I will have to handle you, another time. (points palm at Lelouch)
Alistair: Alright, Emperor of Ego... (activates Geass) Prepare to-!

When Alistair went to look at Charles, again, he saw that he and Lelouch were gone.

Alistair: The hell'd they go?!