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Sword of Akasha, 3:09 p.m. C.C. was standing with Charles, at the top of the stairs.

C.C.: My life doesn't have meaning, anymore. The people I've met over the years, the spiteful ones, the kind ones, they all vanished, in the end. That is the curse I have lived with, for centuries.
Charles: Now, it can end, C.C. Your torment is finally over.
C.C.: Yes...

Suddenly, a surge of energy emerged at the bottom of the stairs, Lelouch in the cockpit of the Shinkiro and Alistair next to the Shinkiro.

Lelouch: C.C.!
Charles: You opened the Thought Elevator?!
Alistair: (starts walking up the stairs) Hello, again, Emperor of Ego.
Charles: Don't you have anything kinder to call your world leader?
Alistair: Not when it's so obvious.
Charles: Enough banter! Stay where you are, and witness the fulfilment of C.C.'s contract!
Lelouch: I won't let you! C.C. is my friend, and I'm not having my friend die! We understand, C.C.! We saw your memories!
Charles: That's where you sent them?!

Alistair walked up to C.C., looking into her eyes.

Alistair: You don't have to succumb to the insanity, anymore.
C.C.: I already have, I'm afraid. I want to die.
Alistair: What about your friends? Do they want you to die?
C.C.: Look, they don't have a say in this-
Alistair: Oh, I think we do.
Charles: (starts approaching Alistair) I said, enough of this pointless chatter-!
Alistair: (holds one finger up at Charles) Jabroni... I will talk to you, in a minute. Right now, you're three seconds away from me putting a pin on this heart-to-heart, and skipping to laying the smackdown on your candy-ass!
Charles: (pauses, slowly backs up)
Alistair: Thank you. (puts hand down) C.C., I get how you feel. Your life was crap, the moment you got your Geass, and you lived for hundreds of years, and you've been hurting in the physical, mental and emotional senses, blah, blah, blah. I get what it's like, to have a crap life. But, that's just how life is. Nobody's perfect. There's always some kind of flaw, to an individual's life. I was shy, and had to wear glasses, then I matured by a lot. The point is... Nobody wants you to die. Lelouch doesn't, neither does Tamaki, Tohdoh, Ohgi, Villetta, and everyone else you're friends with. Nobody will be happy, with your death. Not even me. I implore you to reconsider, C.C. Won't you see the beautiful things life has to offer?
C.C.: (pauses) You know... I thought only Lelouch could do it, with his Geass, but...you did it, with words. (smiles) You killed a death wish.
Alistair: I'm glad. So, here's a choice for you to make, yourself. You can either stick with that Lawful Evil asshole, over there, or you can stick with Lelouch. Either way, his ass is grass.
C.C.: You and I both know the answer to that. (looks at Charles) Sorry, Charles. My contract...is over.
Charles: What?!
C.C.: I don't need a contract, anymore. I can give Geass, as I damn well please. (walks by Alistair, puts a hand on his shoulder) He's all yours.

C.C. walked down the stairs and leaned against the Shinkiro's leg.

Lelouch: Glad to have you back, C.C.
C.C.: Glad to see your answer, to my past.
Lelouch: I won't let anything hurt you, I promise.
C.C.: Alright, enough with the soap opera. Let's see the debate of the century.

Alistair approached Charles, smiling with determination.

Alistair: Now, where did we leave off?
Charles: We left off with you leaving this place. Now.
Alistair: Oh, don't be that way. I just got here, and we just met, after 11 years. 11 years of hell that you caused.
Charles: I don't understand why you're so antagonistic, towards me, but allow me to refresh your memory of how I want the world to work. The world is filled with nothing but lies and deceit. Manipulation and various other sins, all courtesy of God, himself. I want all lies to be eradicated.
Alistair: (laughs) Hold on! You've got a problem with assholes using others, for their own ends? I'm sorry, is all this because you don't wanna give God credit for the idea!? Is that it?!
Charles: What? What are you on about? And, why are you so angry, at me, of all people?
Alistair: Hey, you seem pretty omniscient, so far. You do that math.
Charles: (says nothing)
Alistair: Hey, Lelouch! Finish his thought, for him, would you?
Lelouch: Was it the invasion of America?
Alistair: (stops smiling) It was the invasion of America! Nailed it in one go, Lelouch! Let me ask you something, Charles. Which set of prints were yours in the sand? The footprints, the bigger footprints, or the acres of bullet prints, in front of those!?
Charles: You must understand that my plan involves the entirety of the world, resulting in true peace. Everyone will be happy, with this plan.
Alistair: Oh, yeah? And, what's the plan for all the starving people in...oh, I don't know, name a suffering country!? Is it for them to die? If so...killer plan, there! (applauds sarcastically) Great show, revel in the slaughter of innocents, again!
Charles: It was God that caused this anguish, and it will be God that pays for it. With his life.
Alistair: (stops clapping) Sure, it's the moral thing to do. However, you don't simply want to kill God. You want to replace him.
Charles: Excuse me?!
Alistair: Why else would a tyrant be trying to kill God? To become an even worse God. To gain access to the eldritch powers and beings within his utopian astral prison. That's what you're trying to accomplish, with this asinine place.
Charles: I am no tyrant, boy! I am a bystander, and so is God!
Alistair: God's a tyrannical monster, straight out of a Lovecraft book.
Charles: He's done nothing to stop calamity!
Alistair: He causes calamity.
Charles: He is amoral!
Alistair: He's evil.
Charles: And, I suppose the Devil is sympathetic!?
Alistair: Oh, Lucifer can die, too. We may as well take his sun throne.
Charles: (pauses) Oh... One of you people. "Nay-theists". You acknowledge the existence of gods, yet don't trust them, in the slightest. And, sun throne...? "Morning Star," that's actually rather clever...
Lelouch: This is actually the best thing I've seen, in a long time. Why aren't debates more like this?
C.C.: Not even I know.
Alistair: So, V.V. was your brother, in all this. What's he got to do with your little divinity scheme?
Charles: You want to know the truth, young man? Very well, I shall enlighten you. When I was a child, my mother was killed, because of the royal family scheming and manipulating a path to power. My mother died, because of lies, and I promised to my brother that I would stand by him, and come up with a plan to fix this world. The only way to fix it is to be rid of free will, entirely. If the living and dead can reunite, as one, merging into one being, then prosperity will be found. This is the only way to a truly happy ending! Do you see, now, child!? Life in this world is a joke, a ruthless tragic comedy, of major proportions! There is the truth you've sought! Revel in it, laugh!

Charles smiled insanely and Alistair glared at him, angrily, refusing to do as Charles said.

Charles: (looks at Alistair, stops smiling) I don't understand you. You constantly defy me, the Emperor of Britannia, the leader of this mess of a world. I gave you the truth. So, why? Why aren't you laughing about it?
Alistair: 'Cause, I've heard your crap a thousand times, in a hundred different ways. It was never funny, to begin with.
Charles: So, you're an idealist, then?
Alistair: And, you're a nihilistic douchebag, just like your brother. So what if there's no point to life? People make their own point, for themselves. You can't force people to suffer, just because you want to have a temper tantrum. That's all your ego really is. A big, fat tantrum, coming from an old man who can't grow up and is fixated on his past. Cynicism doesn't solve a damn thing. Take that lesson to heart, Charles zi Britannia.
Charles: (pauses, glares at Alistair) You presume to lecture me, boy? You think yourself to be in the right, with your old-fashioned sense of morality!? There is nothing good, in this world!
C.C.: Save for the people that aren't you, in here!
Charles: I am the Emperor of Britannia! The leader of this world! And, you think you would do better? A commoner, not even born of royal blood!?
Alistair: Are you kidding me, right now? You can't honestly think that you can make this about your "job". As far as I can tell, the method of succession for your "job" is left up to your own kids! Your kids!
Charles: (pauses) Your point?
Alistair: You don't even look after your own kids! I look after your kids, more than you do!
Lelouch: And, that's the sad thing! He's not wrong!
Charles: Enough!

Charles' voice boomed and echoed throughout the sky of the dimension.

Charles: I am done with your insubordination, you ungrateful brat! (points palm at Alistair) Look into this symbol, and realize your true destiny! I, Charles zi Britannia, hereby command you to submit yourself to the Empire of Britannia!

Alistair merely stood where he was, unaffected by Charles' attempt at using a Geass command, then flipped him off with his left hand, smiling.

Charles: What?! How could-?! (eyes widen) You're...Alistair Wake...aren't you?
Alistair: (nods head) Mm-hmm.
Charles: You bear Cu Chulainn's Code, which makes you resistant to Geass?
Alistair: (nods head) Mm-hmm.
Charles: And, now you're going to..."lay the smackdown" on my..."candy-ass"?
Alistair: To be fair, you killed my parents.

Alistair drew both of his Desert Eagles and shot Charles in the brain and heart, unloading both clips into him. Charles coughed up a lot of blood and fell to the floor, bleeding from the wounds he received.

Alistair: Ah, karma is just so cathartic.
Lelouch: Oh, shit, right! Alistair! I forgot to tell you-!
Charles: (opens eyes) Wretched traitor of the world! (stands up) You're just like Lelouch, if not even more foolish!
Alistair: Uh, pretty sure your brain and heart are ashes.
Charles: I am immortal, you fool!
Alistair: So, that's where V.V.'s immortality went! However, you didn't take something into account.
Charles: And, what would that be?
Alistair: You felt those bullets, as they pierced right through you. Immortality doesn't equal invincibility.
Charles: Oh, you wouldn't...
Lelouch: Alistair, I made this pod, just for you!

The Shinkiro launched a pod into the air, landing next to Alistair. The pod opened, and an array of guns and weapons were arranged inside.

Alistair: Just what I needed! (approaches pod)
Charles: Do you even realize that this is futile!? You can't hope to kill me, even with those worthless weapons-!

Alistair shot a 10mm SMG at Charles, causing him to stagger back, as he tried to approach Alistair.

Charles: Resorting to such tactics is only wasting time! So, cease this petty game-!

Alistair fired another SMG at Charles, without even looking at him, and still hitting with every bullet.

Charles: Will you let me finish-!?

Alistair fired an assault rifle at Charles, still not looking at him and landing every shot.

Charles: (growls, spits out blood) How are you doing that!?

Alistair holstered two shotguns onto his back, a combat knife on his hip, a single shot pistol on his right leg, and held two SMGs in both of his hands. Alistair looked at Charles, a Geass on his right eye.

Charles: That's...! Cu Chulainn's Geass!
Alistair: Superior combat prowess, multiplied by the user's current skills. Spear mastery being optional, of course.
Charles: That's how you killed Hawking, then!? How much more resistance to a just cause must you give, before you're-!?

Alistair unloaded both SMGs at Charles, who stood his ground and blocked the bullets, with his arms.

Charles: I HATE YOU!
Alistair: (smirks) I promise, this is much more fun, from my end.

Charles roared with rage and charged at Alistair, who dropped the empty SMGs and drew his knife, with his prosthetic hand. Charles threw a punch, but Alistair dodged with a spin, which gave him the opportunity to counter by stabbing the knife deep into Charles' fist, Charles yelling in agonizing pain as he collapsed to one knee.

Lelouch: Ooh! He won't be using that, for a while...

Charles panted in pain, seeing only the handle of the knife in his fist, unable to open his hand. Charles stood up, and was met with Alistair shooting him with a pump-action shotgun. Every shot from the shotgun caused Charles to stagger back, toward the edge of the platform. After emptying the pump-action shotgun, Alistair switched to his semiautomatic shotgun, hurting Charles even further and putting him at the edge.

Charles: (coughs up blood) You...wretch... I'll never die...
Alistair: Oh, you will. 'Cause, I'm gonna annoy you, to death. You just got your ass handed to you.
Charles: I beg to differ, Wake.
Alistair: (tosses shotgun aside, aims single shot pistol at Charles' forehead) I think this shot is gonna get some dedication, from beyond the grave. Can I get a "hell yeah"!?
Disembodied Voices: (in unison) HELL YEAH!

The disembodied voices shook the atmosphere of the Sword of Akasha, sounding like 50,000 of them. Charles looked around in fear, as Alistair put a grenade belt around Charles' chest.

Alistair: Karma's a bitch, ain't it, Charles? And, this Contender? It's got the souls of everyone you've had killed, riding on the bullet in the chamber.
Charles: How...is this possible?!
Alistair: Sweet dreams.

Alistair fired his Thompson Contender into Charles' forehead, sending him off the edge and into the empty sky. Alistair slowly walked away from the edge, dropping a set of grenade pins as an explosion rang out, below the platform. Alistair began picking up his guns and putting them back in the pod, as his second Geass faded.

Lelouch: Come on, let's get the hell out of here!
Alistair: C.C., is it possible to leave the door open?
C.C.: Yeah, it is.
Alistair: Good. Lelouch!
Lelouch: I'm ready!

Lelouch and Alistair activated their respective Geass, and found themselves back in the Geass Order's base, C.C. unconscious next to the Shinkiro.

Lelouch: (picks up C.C.) She must've had some stress, from going back through.
Alistair: (gets in Masakado) Have the explosives been placed?
Maverick: Yes, sir.
Alistair: Alright, everybody out! Move, move, move!

Lelouch put C.C. in the cockpit of the Shinkiro with him, and began flying out of the base, with the rest of the other Knightmares, heading for the Yatagarasu.

Lelouch: Oh, shit! I forgot about V.V.!
Alistair: Don't worry about him.
Lelouch: But, he's still back there! He'll come back for us-!
Alistair: He ain't comin' back.

Alistair pressed the button on his detonator and the entire base exploded in a set of large skyward fireballs.

Lelouch: Whoa. So, that promise you made... The one where you said you'd shove C3 up V.V.'s ass...?
Alistair: I'm not known for hyperbole.
Lelouch: Jesus...
Alistair: Also, you may want to get your Knightmare cleaned. There's a chance part of V.V.'s colon may have gotten on it.
Lelouch: Okay, that's pretty gross.

Meanwhile, in the Sword of Akasha, Charles climbed back onto the platform, trembling in pain and rage.

Charles: Alistair Wake... I swear that you will rue this day, with your life. Continue to resist, and the full might of Britannia will be upon you-

Charles noticed that the Thought Elevator in V.V.'s base was still open, and an enormous amount of fire approached him.

Charles: I hate him, so god damn much.

Charles sighed as he was engulfed in flames.

Back inside the Shinkiro, C.C. awoke, groaning.

Lelouch: Rise and shine, C.C. We're on our way home.
C.C.: Is...that my name?
Lelouch: (eyes widen, looks at C.C.) What?
C.C.: Are you my new master? I can help with cooking, cleaning and fetching water.
Lelouch: Holy shit, no...