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2017 a.t.b., Black Knights mobile base. Zero was meeting with Tohdoh, Rakshata, Ohgi and Diethard, discussing Suzaku's past actions.

Diethard: Suzaku Kururugi has become a focal point among Japanese that support Britannia. I recommend that he be assassinated.
Zero: Sorry, I couldn't hear you. Your plan makes you sound like a freaking idiot, you see.
Diethard: An idiot?!
Rakshata: Diethard makes a fair point.
Zero: He really doesn't. Here's how your plan sounds, to me. Suzaku dies, you die. If not by me, then Alistair Wake will make you eat your own dick, before you die.
Rakshata: I take back my statement.
Diethard: We have no other choice-
Zero: I'm dead serious. He will kill you. He will reach into your chest, tear out your beating heart, and with your last breaths, he will make you eat it. All of it. Every last bit.
Ohgi: The Black Knights aren't in the business of killing who we want!
Zero: Not only would it make us look like immoral scumbags, we'd lose the trust of Alistair Wake. He, alone, killed Samuel Hawking, drove the Confederate Enclave and Civility into hiding. When he was 14! That was 2 years ago! Imagine it! Imagine that you're part of an empire that's trying to take over the world, being beaten by a 16 year old man!
Diethard: Wait, he's 16?!
Tohdoh: He's officially a man?
Zero: Moral of the meeting, killing Suzaku is a bad idea. If I catch wind of you trying something, under my nose, I will personally kick your sorry ass. Do...not...screw with me.

Meanwhile, at the Britannian government building, Euphemia was in her office, talking to Cornelia, on her laptop.

Cornelia: (over laptop) Hopefully, that worked out, according to plan.
Euphemia: And, what is the plan, exactly?
Cornelia: We get ourselves the trust of the Japanese populace, Suzaku joins the Mavericks, we join the Mavericks and take Tokyo back, for Japan. Simple. Difficult, but simple.
Euphemia: True. However, Britannia will have to go full force, to take Japan back.
Cornelia: And, the Renegades and Primebloods will come to us. Stay on your toes. And... Wear something that doesn't include a skirt.
Euphemia: You think I'd make pants look good?
Cornelia: It's better than that dress with the skintight skirt.
Euphemia: Fair enough.
Cornelia: Also, which would you prefer to be? Britannian or American?
Euphemia: American.
Cornelia: Well, now, birds of a feather, sticking together. The four of us will be fine.
Euphemia: Four?
Cornelia: Oh, right. Forgot to ask them. Hey, Guilford, Darlton! Would you prefer to be American or Britannian!?
Darlton and Guilford: (in unison) American!
Cornelia: Yep, they're on board.

10 minutes later, unknown area. The emperor of Britannia was gazing out at the open space, talking to someone.

Charles: The construction of the Thought Elevator is proceeding as scheduled. (pauses) Yes, I know full well what the end result must be.

Charles heard footsteps behind him, recognizing the whispering voice as one of his informants.

Charles: Schneizel?
Informant: Yes, Your Majesty.
Charles: He's unpredictable, I'll give him that much. Keep an eye on things. And...see if you can get in touch with Hawking. I may need his assistance.
Informant: Assistance?
Charles: Some things require the help of the Malefactor Extraordinaire. See if you can also find signs of our informants from the Enclave and Civility.
Informant: Who?
Charles: Ah, you're the new one. Civility Enforcement, LLC and the Enclave of the Confederate States of America.
Informant: I see. Thank you.

Ashford Academy, student government clubhouse. A majority of the students gathered into the building, to celebrate Suzaku's knighting.

Rivalz: Let's get this party started! Celebrate it up!
Milly: You have Nuannlly to thank for this.
Nunnally: It's about time you were honored for something. (thinking) As long as Alistair can talk some sense into you.
Suzaku: It's very kind of you.

At the other end of the room, Kallen entered through the front door, looking around.

Lelouch: Hey, Kallen!
Kallen: (walks past Lelouch) Hey.
Lelouch: (walks next to Kallen) What are you doing?
Kallen: Looking for Alistair. You seen him?
Lelouch: He said he was changing, in his room.
Kallen: Not gonna intrude, then. Not after seeing that he's weirdly buff.
Lelouch: That would be because of his constant action, through the years. And, Ranger School.
Kallen: What I just can't believe is that Suzaku's so stupid.
Lelouch: Preach.

Immediately, Lloyd and Nina entered the room.

Lloyd: Bad news, Suzaku! There's work to be done, today!
Lelouch: Is that...?
Suzaku: My boss, I'm afraid.
Milly: Lloyd? Is there something wrong?
Nina: Huh? You two know each other?
Lloyd: The two of us are to be married.

The crowd of students overheard that statement and set their gaze at Lloyd and Milly.

Rivalz: Whoa, whoa! Who is this guy?
Milly: Earl Asplund.
Rivalz: An Earl?! And, what was your relationship, again?
Lloyd: Betrothed.
Rivalz: That makes no sense!
Alistair: Preaching to the choir, Rivalz! That's about the stupidest thing I've ever heard. And this is coming from the guy that witnessed something just as stupid.
Suzaku: (sighs) Now, we're doing this. (looks upstairs) Oh, my God!

Alistair walked down the stairs, wearing a Shinsengumi uniform of his making, with the symbol of the Tokyo Mavericks on the back of the haori.

Kallen: Once again, making Japanese clothes look good. And he's American.
Alistair: (approaches Lloyd) So, you're the guy that made the Lancelot, huh?
Lloyd: Indeed. I believe I saw you, a few months ago.
Alistair: Oh, yeah. Now, I suggest you call off whatever shenanigans you might be planning, otherwise, you'll regret the thing that you just said.
Lloyd: That prosthetic of yours... I believe that is of Rakshata's making.
Alistair: I have no idea who the hell that is. Then again, I've never been one to care, about some things. Good luck, Suzaku! (walks away)
Suzaku: So, what's the job, this time?
Lloyd: Well, someone important is arriving, on one of the neighboring islands. We're off to meet this person, alongside the Lancelot and Princess Euphemia.
Suzaku: Right, then. Let's go.

As Lloyd and Suzaku left, Lelouch sat on one of the chairs, unexpectedly overhearing Alistair and Kallen's conversation.

Kallen: Yeah, I'm really smelling mutiny.
Alistair: Mutiny? From who?
Kallen: Diethard. He told me to go kill Suzaku. I lied to him that I would, just to spite him.
Alistair: Nice. You think Zero will catch wind of that?
Kallen: Damn right, he will. (sniffs) I'm also smelling something really weird.
Alistair: I promised that I wouldn't tell anyone.
Kallen: My lips are sealed.
Alistair: (sighs) The scent you're smelling is one of mahogany and shame. Lots and lots of shame.
Kallen: The tables in the student council room are made of mahogany. So, where'd the shame come from?
Alistair: (whispering) Nina.
Kallen: That's...gross.
Alistair: (normal tone) You're telling me.
Kallen: As in...(whispering) She screwed a table?
Alistair: It wasn't a pleasant sight. You'd get kicked off the internet, for that.
Kallen: Jesus Christ.
Lelouch: (thinking) Okay, that's about the grossest thing I've ever heard. And, now I smell it. The matter at hand is that Diethard's been planning that, behind my back. Son of a bitch!

30 minutes later, Black Knights submarine. Diethard was watching Rakshata and her assistants at work, when he heard footsteps behind him.

Zero: Didn't I just say that killing Suzaku was a bad idea? Kallen told me that you told her to kill him.
Diethard: (quietly) She lied to me.
Zero: Why wouldn't she? She knew it was a bad idea.
Diethard: (normal tone, turns around) It was a simple task, with a simple solution.
Zero: Of course, it's simple. You kill Suzaku, who is friends with Alistair, then Alistair makes you eat your own hair, then your nose, then proceeds to put your larynx into nonexistence. Hell, I'm actually in the mood for taking one of your quads. (pulls out pistol)
Diethard: Okay, when you put it like that, I might have overstepped my boundaries. Still, you can't change the world without getting your hands dirty.
Zero: True. However, it only makes sense when you're actually trying to do something to change the world, not do something stupid. You wouldn't want to become another Samuel Hawking, would you?
Diethard: (shudders) No. God, no.
Zero: Then, stop thinking like an idiot. Think like Alistair would.
Diethard: Okay... Maybe...convince him to ditch Britannia. The question is which side does he go to? Mavericks or Black Knights?
Zero: Either/or.
Diethard: Mavericks, it is.
Zero: Good. (puts pistol away) So, what's that thing, down there?
Diethard: I forget the name, but it functions like an EMP. It's a Knightmare's worst nightmare.
Zero: Ah, the beauty of wordplay. So, that thing can make a Knightmare its bitch?
Diethard: Oh, yes.
Zero: I'll get a proper fight with him. And win.
Diethard: You think you can manage that?
Zero: I learned how to use proper speech skills from Alistair Ulysses Wake. I know what I'm doing.
Diethard: His middle name is Ulysses?