Neon Genesis Evangelion Fan Fiction ❯ EVANGELION: 2035 ❯ an angel awakens ( Chapter 3 )
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By: diabloelmo 
Anime/Manga: Neon Genesis Evangelion Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure / Action | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 11.18.2003 | Updated On: 01.27.2005 | Pages: 4 | Words: 5.6K | Visits: 223 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Neon Genesis Evangelion Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure / Action | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 11.18.2003 | Updated On: 01.27.2005 | Pages: 4 | Words: 5.6K | Visits: 223 | Status: Completed
EVANGELION: 2035
CHAPTER 3: AN ANGEL REBORN
Misato Katsuragi sat back heavily in her chair, and brushed back a lock of purple hair, spotted with grey. Better dye it again, I suppose, she thought, not much capable of anything else at that moment. The cleanup and recovery of Unit one was taking time, and that was only one of the myriad of things NERV's Commander-In-Chief had to oversee.
CHAPTER 3: AN ANGEL REBORN
Misato Katsuragi sat back heavily in her chair, and brushed back a lock of purple hair, spotted with grey. Better dye it again, I suppose, she thought, not much capable of anything else at that moment. The cleanup and recovery of Unit one was taking time, and that was only one of the myriad of things NERV's Commander-In-Chief had to oversee.
The crater left over from Rei Ikari's forceful AT-field attack needed to be filled in, for example. The explosion that had caused it was concentrated over a small area, so damage was minimal, but nobody wanted a big hole in the middle of Tokyo-3. Misato shook her head, and turned to Second Commander Soryu. In the years since the failed Third Impact, the young hothead had calmed down slightly, and now had a fuse to her temper, instead of a proximity detonator she used to have on the N-2 mine that was Asuka. She had grown into a perfect second- in-command, and had taken the attack into her stride. She was now organising the entire of NERV's operative staff with a ruthless efficiency, and they both admired and feared her for it.
"Well, that got interesting," Misato started, when the report on the EVA cleanup had been finished.
"Hell yes. Just like the old days, isn't it?"
"Except you're stuck down here."
"Only because those UN bakas won't give us the funds we need to properly fix Unit two!"
"They will now, Asuka. But I doubt you'll be it's pilot." Misato enjoyed the reaction those words brought out in her 2nd. Her blue eyes widened in shock, then narrowed down to slits.
"What do you mean, commander?" she asked in mocking tones. When she didn't get an answer immediately, she started to get angry.
"Do you remember after Third Impact, when all the pilots had a synch test for the Merdoc report?"
"Yeah.."
"No-one ever told any of you this, but you can no longer synch with EVA. Neither can Shinji or Rei."
Asuka was taken aback with this. She opened her mouth to say something, but whatever it was, it was cut off as an elevator door opened, and a burst of profanity filled Central Dogma.
"Dammit, you mother-fucking bastard! Let me go! Gyyiiaa!" "Ahhhh!!!" came the reply of the security guard. When the owners of the voices stumbled out of the elevator, the scene in front of Misato was interesting, to say the least. A teen, about Usagi's age, she guessed, was biting and scratching a member of NERV security. Three more of his colleges came to his rescue, and subdued the girl by sitting on her.
"Susami, how the hell did you get all the way down here?" Kensuke Aida asked, when she had calmed down.
"No, wait, let me guess. Usagi, right?" The girl's eyes widened at the sight of her Dad's best friend. She started to stammer an apology.
"Wh..when the sirens went of, I didn't believe her when she said she needed to go to NERV. I followed her, and. Got lost." Misato sighed. She would have to talk to Usagi about bringing friends down here, when she returned from visiting her mother in hospital. Poor girl. Has to go up and fight an Angel, then sees her mum nearly kill herself trying to save her.
"Lieutenant Aida, please contact Touji and Hikari that their daughter is here, and safe. I have a feeling that they would lay siege on NERV headquarters if you don't." Kensuke ginned. He had that same thought as well.
"I'm on it." When the technician had led the teen away, and the crowd had dispersed, Misato picked back up the conversation.
"You know, now that the UN will give us all the funds we need, I think we should equip Units one and two with E-type equipment, instead of the old B- type. A colour change might be in hand too..." she trailed off there, knowing the reaction to that provocation was only a matter of milliseconds. She was surprised, however, by the lack of such.
"It would be stupid to fit them with B-type, it's just plain out of date. And I never really liked that purple colour for Unit one."
"What about two?" Misato asked slyly. She wanted a reaction, no matter what. Asuka just shrugged.
"I don't see what's wrong with red, but it's your call, Misato. If I'm not piloting anymore, I couldn't care less what you do to it." "Speaking of which, we need another pilot."
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The hospital ward smelled. clean. Too clean, in Usagi's opinion. She hated the smell of hospitals, and now she was in one. She looked back down at the pale figure in the bed in front of her. There were no wounds showing on Rei Ikari's body, but she was hooked up to every life-monitor and machines that go 'Bing' under the sun. She was in a coma, but the NERV doctors wouldn't tell her any more than that. Usagi's father, on the other hand, seemed to know exactly what was going on, but he wasn't in any condition to tell anyone anything. She sighed. She wanted to run, run from the being who had given her life, and saved it, but couldn't. Usagi looked sideways, and saw again her father, Shinji Ikari, holding his wife's hand, fighting back tears. She looked away, uncertain what to say or do. "Pilot Ikari report to central dogma for debriefing" came the announcement over the loudspeakers. Relief mixed with anxiety played through the teen's head. She walked towards the door, and looked once more at her parents. Her father hadn't even noticed she was gone.
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It was a loooong time before Usagi was able to get out from under the gaze of her commanding officers. She had felt guilty for the entire time, as her part in the battle was only going down and leaking blood all over Tokyo-3. Time for a shower, She mused, as she headed to the surface in an elevator. She stretched tired muscles. And about ten hours of sleep. Usagi was unable to shake the constant, nagging thought that she had forgotten something, but her over-worked brain couldn't come up with the answer. She walked home, and in the deepening gloom, she still couldn't figure it out. And when her head hit her pillow, half an hour later, she didn't think anything.
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It was a tired Usagi Ikari that walked through the doorway of Tokyo-3 municipal high, a week after the events. She looked around the class once, noting three more empty chairs than the day before. Families were leaving the city, and going to stay with relatives until it was safe again. Thankfully, she noticed, the Suzaharas were not one of the families. She knew that Susami's dad wanted to go, but her mother didn't let him. Something about leaving friends alone, Sasami had told her. She was still a bit sheepish about getting her best friend in trouble, but it was smoothed over. Usagi had kept her friend up-to-date in NERV affairs, despite being cautioned against it. They both were feeling a little safer since the attack, as Usagi was informed that Unit one's repairs were finished. She hadn't seen it yet, but Usagi had kept an ear out for rumours from the techs. Apparently, it had a few modifications on its old armour. She sat down in her chair, and immediately started to talk to Sasami. Tired or no, she had a new titbit of information she had to tell her.
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The hospital ward smelled. clean. Too clean, in Usagi's opinion. She hated the smell of hospitals, and now she was in one. She looked back down at the pale figure in the bed in front of her. There were no wounds showing on Rei Ikari's body, but she was hooked up to every life-monitor and machines that go 'Bing' under the sun. She was in a coma, but the NERV doctors wouldn't tell her any more than that. Usagi's father, on the other hand, seemed to know exactly what was going on, but he wasn't in any condition to tell anyone anything. She sighed. She wanted to run, run from the being who had given her life, and saved it, but couldn't. Usagi looked sideways, and saw again her father, Shinji Ikari, holding his wife's hand, fighting back tears. She looked away, uncertain what to say or do. "Pilot Ikari report to central dogma for debriefing" came the announcement over the loudspeakers. Relief mixed with anxiety played through the teen's head. She walked towards the door, and looked once more at her parents. Her father hadn't even noticed she was gone.
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It was a loooong time before Usagi was able to get out from under the gaze of her commanding officers. She had felt guilty for the entire time, as her part in the battle was only going down and leaking blood all over Tokyo-3. Time for a shower, She mused, as she headed to the surface in an elevator. She stretched tired muscles. And about ten hours of sleep. Usagi was unable to shake the constant, nagging thought that she had forgotten something, but her over-worked brain couldn't come up with the answer. She walked home, and in the deepening gloom, she still couldn't figure it out. And when her head hit her pillow, half an hour later, she didn't think anything.
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It was a tired Usagi Ikari that walked through the doorway of Tokyo-3 municipal high, a week after the events. She looked around the class once, noting three more empty chairs than the day before. Families were leaving the city, and going to stay with relatives until it was safe again. Thankfully, she noticed, the Suzaharas were not one of the families. She knew that Susami's dad wanted to go, but her mother didn't let him. Something about leaving friends alone, Sasami had told her. She was still a bit sheepish about getting her best friend in trouble, but it was smoothed over. Usagi had kept her friend up-to-date in NERV affairs, despite being cautioned against it. They both were feeling a little safer since the attack, as Usagi was informed that Unit one's repairs were finished. She hadn't seen it yet, but Usagi had kept an ear out for rumours from the techs. Apparently, it had a few modifications on its old armour. She sat down in her chair, and immediately started to talk to Sasami. Tired or no, she had a new titbit of information she had to tell her.
"Hey, there's another EVA ready now. NERV's looking for a pilot!" "No kidding! What's it look like?" came the exited reply.
"No idea. I heard that Asuka used to pilot it, but they had to rebuild it."
"Asuka, as in your cool godmother who works at NERV?"
"The one and only. I wonder who the new pilot will be?"
"If it's a he, and he's gorgeous, he's mine."
"Too late, I got first dibs." She winked. "Pilot's privilege, you know." "Yeah, right! You made that up just then!"
"Soooo..?" Further argument was cut off as the teacher walked in, and the class rep told the class to rise, bow and be seated.
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Usagi giggled. She and Susami were walking home, and sharing the local gossip. Looking straight ahead, as they neared a corner, Susami suddenly lost her humour.
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Usagi giggled. She and Susami were walking home, and sharing the local gossip. Looking straight ahead, as they neared a corner, Susami suddenly lost her humour.
"Someone's following us. I've been keeping an eye on this guy, and I'm sure of it."
"Really? What does he look like?" Usagi's voice had lost none of it's joy, Sasami had tricked her like this before.
"I'm not kidding, baka. When we turn this corner, you'll see this weird- looking guy follow us. Now that I think about it, does your mom have a brother?"
"Noooo."
"Well, he kinda looks like her. Same eyes, but with different hair." "Right. Whatever you say." Usagi stayed sceptical. When they reached the corner, she glanced back the way they had come. Sure enough, there was nobody there. "Nice try, Susa. No one there. Look!" Sasami turned around, eyes wide with shock.
"He was right there! I swear!"
"Excuse me, but do you know anyone by the name of Shinji Ikari?" The two girls spun around. The man fitting the description Sasami gave was leaning up against a wall in front of them. "How. You.." Sasami spluttered.
"I'm sorry to bother you, but you look like an old friend, and you have. certain features belonging to another." Sufficiently recovered from the shock, Usagi was able to half-choke out a reply.
"Shinji Ikari's my dad. How do you know him?" The man shrugged. "I'm not sure. I remember very little of my time here."
"Why were you following us?" an irate Susami demanded from the stranger.
"To ask that question."
"Who are you, anyway?" Usagi inquired. The man seemed lost in thought, as if trying to remember his own name. She would of thought him a nutcase had he not asked after her father.
"Just call me Tabris." Tabris? What kind of name is that? Usagi pondered.
"Would it be possible to meet with your father sometime?"
"Err.." She began. Since the attack, he had spent most of his time either at the hospital, or at NERV.
"Well, he should be home now.." He smiled.
"My thanks. It has been a very long time since we last saw each other, and we didn't part on exactly the best of terms."
"Why?" Sasami butted in, "did you have a fight?" He gave a rueful smile in return.
"Something like that."
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Susami walked all the way to the Ikari residence, mainly because she didn't trust this Tabris person. She didn't know why, but something about him wasn't right. She only left when Usagi shooed her away, saying she would be alright. Damn straight I will. She thought, seeing her friend off. Turning she saw an expectant Tabris waiting for her, walking past him, she opened the door.
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Susami walked all the way to the Ikari residence, mainly because she didn't trust this Tabris person. She didn't know why, but something about him wasn't right. She only left when Usagi shooed her away, saying she would be alright. Damn straight I will. She thought, seeing her friend off. Turning she saw an expectant Tabris waiting for her, walking past him, she opened the door.
"Dad, there's someone here to see you!"
"Who is it?" came the dull voice in the kitchen. Whenever he had something going badly, he cooked. There was a never-ending supply of good food at their house, at the moment. The other reason Susami didn't want to go, she reflected.
"He said he's one of your old friends. His name's Tabris."
Suddenly, there was a wide-eyed Shinji Ikari standing in the kitchen doorway, Staring at Tabris. His skin was pale, and his breathing was becoming more ragged with each intake.
Suddenly, there was a wide-eyed Shinji Ikari standing in the kitchen doorway, Staring at Tabris. His skin was pale, and his breathing was becoming more ragged with each intake.
"No.. You. I." he stammered.
"Shinji Ikari." The man began.
Usagi's father took three steps towards them, grabbed her by the back of her shirt and spun her around behind him.
"Stay away, Angel!!!!" He roared, fist clenched into a fist. Usagi was scared, she had never seen her father so pissed off before. Tabris cocked his head to one side.
Usagi's father took three steps towards them, grabbed her by the back of her shirt and spun her around behind him.
"Stay away, Angel!!!!" He roared, fist clenched into a fist. Usagi was scared, she had never seen her father so pissed off before. Tabris cocked his head to one side.
"I wish to know where your anger comes from, not to mention why myself I came here."
"I killed you," Shinji began, in a near whisper. "I trusted you, and
you turned out to be... one of them!!!" he spat out the last word in contempt. "Go away, Kaoru. Leave us alone.." He was almost pleading, now. "I hate you, Kaoru Nagisa. I hate you."
"I killed you," Shinji began, in a near whisper. "I trusted you, and
you turned out to be... one of them!!!" he spat out the last word in contempt. "Go away, Kaoru. Leave us alone.." He was almost pleading, now. "I hate you, Kaoru Nagisa. I hate you."
"You sound like.. Someone I knew. Her name I cannot recall."
"Do you think I care, Angel?"
"I don't know. I can't remember."
"What do you mean, you can't remember? I remember too much of what happened." His voice was rising, and getting heated.
"Would you care to explain it to me, Shinji Ikari?" There was an awkward silence, with Usagi looking between her father and a man who by all means shouldn't exist. Slowly, a spark of understanding lit in a face full of hatred.
"You really can't remember? Anything?" Tabris, or Kaoru, Usagi didn't know which, shook his head in denial. Looking up, his stony expression softened.
"Only small glimpses of my past life. After you told me my name, I recovered a small part of my memory. Like-wise, your anger reminded me of someone. I know she was full of anger." He looked wistful, trying to remember more.
"Her hair was, blond. No, red. I think the colour red had some significance there." A faint shadow of a smile flickered across Shinji's mouth. His eyes seemed to light up, with hidden happiness underneath.
"That sounds just like Asuka. Her Eva was red."
"Asuka.." He seemed to try the name out, speaking slowly. "Yes, that was the name. Other things are becoming clear, piece by piece. Like Eva.. I did something with the thing called Eva. I." suddenly Kaoru's eyes widened, and his hand shot up to his neck. "No. I didn't.." fear was etched into his face. "So that is why you hate me so. I betrayed your trust, and you were forced to kill me." Turning around, he stumbled over to the sofa, and collapsed, head in hands. "Mr Tabris? Are you ok?" asked a meek Usagi. He looked thoroughly miserable.
"So many memories, all at once." He lifted his head quickly, eyes wide. "I have remembered something of great importance. We must go straight to..." he struggled with the name for a moment, before finishing. "NERV. There are more messengers."
"Angels? We've already defeated one so far." Piped up Usagi, feeling more comfortable in Kaoru's presence. His eyes narrowed at that remark.
"Lucifer? He was a weak fool. I thought he would be the first to go after I was banished from heaven."
"Do you. know how many there will be?" inquired Shinji. Kaoru shook his head.
"No, but I do know the reason they are coming."
"Go on." Kaoru sighed. "They believe that humanity should be punished for meddling in powers they shouldn't. I also know that at one stage, the angel of death will come. When he comes, the. I believe the term is 'fat lady will sing'. Nothing will survive his arrival. We have probably six months or more until then, with several attacks in that timeframe." He shrugged. "At least, we should."
"What do you mean we, Mr Angel-of-free-will?" asked Shinji, with an edge of smugness in his voice, something Usagi hadn't ever heard before. Kaoru's eyes narrowed at this.
"I'm no longer counted as an Angel, Shinji. An S-2 I may still have, and an AT field, but my powers are still far less than before." Usagi was still feeling a bit muddled about some things, like the fact she had an angel sitting in her house, which had apparently come back from the dead, and wanted to help them. Lost in her own thoughts, she wandered off into her room to leave the adults to talk on old times, or whatever they were talking about now.
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"Please try to concentrate, Usagi." came the tired voice over the com, stirring the pilot from a state of half-sleep. She opened her eyes and replied
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"Please try to concentrate, Usagi." came the tired voice over the com, stirring the pilot from a state of half-sleep. She opened her eyes and replied
"Sorry, miss Ibuki. I'll try." The doctor smiled as she started the final stage of the synch test. She could remember when sempai had done the same, all those years before. When Ritsuko had left, right after the MP EVAs had been defeated, she had taken on the role of ops director of project E. not that there was much to do, when there were no Angels to fight, but Maya had clung on. The pay wasn't the best she could get, but she didn't want to leave, even when all her old workmates had left. Both Hyuga and Aoba had gone to better jobs, but they had kept in touch. Hyuga was in software design for Microsoft, and Aoba had joined Dell, which was making millions. Maya sighed. She wanted those two here now, the ones who knew the most about the MAGI after her. Above all, she wanted their reassuring presence in central dogma. She shook herself mentally, and went back to her work. "Hiya, Doc." Turning, she saw the most proficient spy in the world, who in his day had infiltrated NERV at the hight of its power. Now retired, the commander had asked him to come in to have his expertise in information gathering to good use. The aging Ryoji Kaji strolled into the room, coming to stand next to Maya. "Are you Authorized to be here?" she asked uncertainly, knowing what the answer was likely to be. Kaji shrugged.
"I don't know. Probably not, but that didn't stop me." Maya rolled her eyes.
"You haven't changed a bit, have you?" The object of her inquiry raked a hand through hair going grey, and grinned.
"Except for a heightened modesty, not really."
"Modesty? Well, that's a change." She put as much scepticism into her voice as possible. Kaji just grinned again.
"Fine, I don't have a modest bone in my body. Are you happy now?" he finally admitted after a disapproving glare from Maya. She smiled, and turned back to her work.
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Kaoru smirked. He had been able to talk Ikari into letting him come to NERV, to see the commander. The stunned silence following his entry into the room had been going on for at least three or four minutes now, with commander Katsuragi opening and closing her mouth like a fish out of water, and the red-headed ex-pilot's hands twitching, a look of fury in her eyes. Well, I DID kinda steal her Eva, didn't I? He reasoned, keeping a relatively large distance between them, and close to the door. I might be an ex-angel, but this is Asuka he was dealing with. He wasn't stupid. Kaoru just stood there, warily watching death incarnate out of the corner of his eye, and said nothing. Ok, Shinji, help would be appreciated.
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Kaoru smirked. He had been able to talk Ikari into letting him come to NERV, to see the commander. The stunned silence following his entry into the room had been going on for at least three or four minutes now, with commander Katsuragi opening and closing her mouth like a fish out of water, and the red-headed ex-pilot's hands twitching, a look of fury in her eyes. Well, I DID kinda steal her Eva, didn't I? He reasoned, keeping a relatively large distance between them, and close to the door. I might be an ex-angel, but this is Asuka he was dealing with. He wasn't stupid. Kaoru just stood there, warily watching death incarnate out of the corner of his eye, and said nothing. Ok, Shinji, help would be appreciated.
"Err.. You remember Kaoru Nagisa, right?" asked a tentative voice from the corner, making Misato jump slightly.
"I, um. yeah.."
"Well, he has information about the angels he wishes to share." "Considering he IS one, I bet he does." Came the sarcastic reply from Asuka, with enough venom in her voice to kill two-thirds of the world's population.
"That assumption is incorrect, miss Soryu. I am no longer counted as an angel."
"YOU SHOULD BE DEAD!!!! HOW COULD YOU NOT BE, YOU FUCKING BASTARD?" yelled Asuka, causing him to step back involuntarily.
"I was banished from heaven, with much of my powers withdrawn. I may still have an AT field, and my S2 organ is still in place, but I am no longer as powerful as before." Much of this was said with extreme speed, as if his very life was dependant on it. Asuka started muttering something foul involving the repeated use of 'stupid fucking Eva-stealing bakas', whilst Misato just stared. Well, this is decidingly uncomfortable Kaoru mused, still careful of the old pilot of unit 02. maybe I might want to leave. This decision was reached with alarming speed, mainly because of the burning hatred in subcommander Asuka's eyes, and the death-glare from same. But how to leave. His question was answered, and was literally saved by the bell. The Angel warning siren could be called a bell, can't it?
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"Ok, what's the situation here? I hear the damn sirens, but I don't see any Angels." Misato turned, to see an annoyed sixth child walk up to her, dressed in a school uniform. "I was told to come see you, instead of going to my EVA. What's the deal?"
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"Ok, what's the situation here? I hear the damn sirens, but I don't see any Angels." Misato turned, to see an annoyed sixth child walk up to her, dressed in a school uniform. "I was told to come see you, instead of going to my EVA. What's the deal?"
"Have you been given your new plugsuit yet?"
"No.." Misato smiled
"You'll like it. Go to the pilot's locker rooms, and get changed. Meet back at Central Dogma for mission briefing."
"Umm. ok." When Usagi's back had disappeared in the direction of the locker rooms, Misato's face split into an evil-looking grin.
"Just wait 'till you see unit one, Usagi."
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"Cool." Usagi exclaimed, when she had opened her locker. It was the only word for it. The plugsuit that had been specially made for her hung there, on a hanger. It was dark green, with dark blue on the arms and the inside of the thighs. There was a 01 stencilled in the centre of the chest, in black. On a shelf above it, two green neuro-clips sat, ready for use. After finally getting the bulky piece of clothing on, she looked around herself, trying to figure out what she did wrong. I thought it was meant to be skin-tight, not ten sizes too big. Usagi noticed a button on the right sleave of the suit, and pushed it. Instantly, the plugsuit compressed, moulding perfectly around her body. Wow. She grabbed the hairclips, slammed the door shut, and set of at a run towards Central Dogma. "Dammit, that took too long. Misato will be pissed."
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Usagi was breathing heavily when she finally made it back. She had gotten lost three times, and had to ask directions from the guards. She composed herself, and went up to her commanders.
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"Cool." Usagi exclaimed, when she had opened her locker. It was the only word for it. The plugsuit that had been specially made for her hung there, on a hanger. It was dark green, with dark blue on the arms and the inside of the thighs. There was a 01 stencilled in the centre of the chest, in black. On a shelf above it, two green neuro-clips sat, ready for use. After finally getting the bulky piece of clothing on, she looked around herself, trying to figure out what she did wrong. I thought it was meant to be skin-tight, not ten sizes too big. Usagi noticed a button on the right sleave of the suit, and pushed it. Instantly, the plugsuit compressed, moulding perfectly around her body. Wow. She grabbed the hairclips, slammed the door shut, and set of at a run towards Central Dogma. "Dammit, that took too long. Misato will be pissed."
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Usagi was breathing heavily when she finally made it back. She had gotten lost three times, and had to ask directions from the guards. She composed herself, and went up to her commanders.
"You took your time, Usagi. What kept you?" Asuka was first off the line in going off at anyone, no matter who they were.
"I got lost. it's so big.' She answered meekly
"Don't worry, I was always lost when I first transferred here." Usagi smiled slightly. Misato could make anyone feel better. But it couldn't last.
"There is a submerged object five kilometres off the coast in the vicinity of old Tokyo. Scans indicate an angel, but it has not moved since last report. You are to attack and destroy it before it can land."
"WHAT? UNDERWATER?" there was a quiver in Usagi's voice, and she unconsciously reverted to her dad's old habit, which she had taken up. She willed her hands to stop clenching, and relax.
"Yes, underwater. I've done it before, and that was with B-type equipment on my unit two. Yours has E-type, so what are you worried about?" Asuka interjected with an air of arrogance.
"Please don't start, Asuka." Warned Misato.
"Yes commander." She replied in a voice that sounded like a little kid not getting her way. Misato turned back to the pilot standing in front of her.
"Report to EVA cage in fifteen minutes. You leave in thirty."
"Yes ma'am." With that, Usagi walked off, heading towards the elevator.
"Well," she muttered under her breath. "Looks like I'm gunna learn to swim."
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END CHAPTER THREE
How will Usagi fare in what will probably be her toughest battle yet? Is the eighteenth Angel really on humanity's side? And when will Unit 02 receive a pilot? Find out, in the next action-packed episode of EVANGELION: 2035- Saltwater Terror!
Author's notes: well, that's number three edited, by myself, no less. I refuse to use beta readers anymore, because of the huge amount of stuffing around that my old ones did.
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END CHAPTER THREE
How will Usagi fare in what will probably be her toughest battle yet? Is the eighteenth Angel really on humanity's side? And when will Unit 02 receive a pilot? Find out, in the next action-packed episode of EVANGELION: 2035- Saltwater Terror!
Author's notes: well, that's number three edited, by myself, no less. I refuse to use beta readers anymore, because of the huge amount of stuffing around that my old ones did.