Code Sekirei: L.L. of the Plan (Code Geass x Sekirei Crossover)

Turn Three: The Scrapped Number

Turn Three: The Scrapped Number

Ascension Throne Britannia (a.t.b.) 2020

Kamikura Island, United States of Japan:

"It isn't working, doctor! Heart rate is nearly forty over! We need to do something!"

There was a bright light above her, the examination lamp; she tried to focus on that. It didn't work.

"Give her the injection!"

There was a rapid beeping sound, the rate of her heart; she tried to count the beats. It didn't work.

A stab, a plunge. "It didn't work."

"Well, give her another one!"

There were some people talking beside her, the adjusters trying to control the power; she tried to focus on their words. It didn't work, and she was losing it.

"But, doctor, that could—" The MBI researcher recoiled as though he had been struck, tumbling backwards and into a collection of monitors amidst a flurry of icy wind. His breath coming out as steamed vapor, he choked, "Oh, no... she's..." Whatever else he was going to say was smothered out as a thin sheet of frost began to creep around the room. It started around the operating table and spread around the room without apparent direction or cause. On one side, it completely encased the heart rate monitor in a block of ice; on the other, it crept up the walls and tried to consume the spot lamps.

"No. 07 has lost control!" shouted the other doctor, a billow of steam issuing forth as he spoke. "We need to sedate her!" He rushed over to the nearby surgical tray and, after breaking apart the thin layer of ice there with a surgical dish, took hold of the needle. Instrument in hand, he then turned to his subject; the ever expanding sheet of ice had already covered almost her entire body. The one area left exposed was her face and neck.

Moving to her side, needle in hand and poised for the neck, the doctor tried to inject the young girl. "Please, don't..." her voice pleaded, wide eyes shaking as she looked up at him. He said nothing, merely approaching the trapped girl, but as he tried to insert the pointed needle of his instrument he was met with a thick layer of ice.

"Damn it!" he seethed, a look a fury and frustration overcoming his features. "Do you wanna die, you stupid girl!?"

"I—I don't..." she tried to speak, but her chest hurt. The thin layer of ice keeping her pinned was growing, turning into a slate thicker than her arms, and the weight was pressing down on her. "H-help..." she cried, frozen tears trapped on her face as the sheet grew to cover her face.

The doctor gazed down on the girl trapped in an icy coffin of her own making, terror and desperation welling up in her face as she struggled in vain against the power she could not control and the sheer weight of her conjured ice. "Somebody get me a drill and a saw!" he screamed out, his mind a flurry of thoughts. "We have to cut her ou—"

"What do you think you're doing!" demanded a voice in the door-way. "There's ice pouring down the hall and..." The new arrival surveyed the room in a glance, moving from the floored doctor desperately trying to free himself from the ice holding his leg, to the mound of ice trapping a child, before finally settling on the doctor too scared to move. "Dr. Taniguchi," his voice seemed to chill, lowering the temperature of the room faster than even the ice had. "What have you done?"

Dr. Ryusei Taniguchi's face went white. "Deputy Director LL," he greeted fearfully. "W-we were trying to stabilize No. 07 and—"

"She wasn't scheduled for any operations today!" LL practically shouted, jumping over a sudden surge of ice as he quickly moved to the side of the entrapped Sekirei. "Akitsu-chan!" he called out to the girl inside, her movements frantic. Her breath was coming in sharp gasps now; she was almost out of air. "Listen to me, Akitsu-chan! Remember what I told you! Don't let your power control you!"