Neon Genesis Evangelion Fan Fiction ❯ Restart ❯ Redemption ( Chapter 1 )
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By: Dark_Yasha 
So it begins.
Anime/Manga: Neon Genesis Evangelion Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Adventure / Action | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 01.25.2009 | Pages: 3 | Words: 7.4K | Visits: 2.4K | Status: Work In Progress
So it begins.
Anime/Manga: Neon Genesis Evangelion Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Adventure / Action | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 01.25.2009 | Pages: 3 | Words: 7.4K | Visits: 2.4K | Status: Work In Progress
Kuroi-Yasha: Well, here I am. Finally trying my hand…or should I say…finally returning to the world of Evangelion after…some unpleasantness happened and I abandoned my old fic. Well, this time I won’t give this one up and I’ll finish this fic. Well, enough talking hope you enjoy this chapter and review it, even if it is a flame I could use someone to argue with.
NOTE: This story was edited by my beta YashaReader from MM .org link to him is in my profile, he does good work.
DISCLAIMER: I do not in any way shape or form own Evangelion, nor do I make any money off of this story.
WARNING! This story will contain views on religion that may offend people who are very up tight. Then again, these people wouldn’t watch the show to begin with…still…
Freewill.
Ah, such a sweet sounding word; a simple concept that was given, or at the beginning believed to be, to humanity exclusively. Now man could make his own destiny, make his own choices. Man began to think, to ponder… to create. The Creator(s) began to grow uneasy as man began to spread, began to evolve. Could only watch as man began to kill, to harness the powers of the elements, to destroy, to construct and to poison. Slowly, the planet, which had been given to man, began to rot. In an attempt to control man, forces were made to counter them, Hurricanes, Tornadoes, Earthquakes, Volcanic Eruptions, etc. However, man would not be stopped. And slowly man turned from their Creators(s), and began to wonder 'Why? Why do we suffer so?' Now the beings that had worshiped began to hate. That is of course only a portion that scorned, however, only one brown spot is needed to make the apple bad. These spots slowly began to grow, until they held the apple at its mercy. Now the Creator(s) could do nothing as the measures set to keep humanity in check were conquered, one by one, until humanity was now the one in command. As a last resort the Creator(s) sent one last trump card.
Angels.
These beings were sent to stop the current Humanity and bring it to it knees and begin anew. One must question the… logic… in this action. While it was true that Humanity had yet to encounter this form of trial, what would keep them from attempting to dominate such beings and elevate themselves to the rank of their Creator(s)? Perhaps it was all planned; perhaps not, but in the end it came to be.
Second Impact.
Such was the name we gave the massacre of our planet and our species, along with countless others. Not many were aware of the true cause of said event. Fewer were the ones that actually knew of why it had occurred, but nonetheless it happened, and Humanity was saved from extinction; not the way it was had intended, but safe… for the moment.
15 years later.
The Creator(s) struck again. This time however, nothing would stop the destruction of humanity. No longer would the Angels be corporeal beings, this time they would be embodied in flesh and with abilities that man could not hope to stop. Surely, man would pay for its crimes of attempting to overthrow and become immortal. This however, was not to be so easily decided as the Creator(s) had hoped. For in his absence man had taken what he had sent to earth years back to try to bring about the Final Judgment and had created a weapon in likeness to the ‘attackers’ to combat his Army of Heavenly beings, artificial gods, created by man to kill.
Evangelion.
And so the war began. Fourteen of his Heavenly beings would battle against the man made gods for the fate of Humanity. Three children, three Evangelions. As the battles raged, the casualties escalated. One by one, the heavenly warriors fell, no match for the sheer will to live displayed by the pilots and their gods of steel. The children however were not without loss. Slowly they began the decent into madness and the perpetual fall into the depths of sorrow. One by one they faced their demons, and one by one they lost to them.
The First lost to her inability to relate to those that cared for her, and realized all too late that she did indeed feel, and in an act of unselfishness and love, sacrificed her life so that her cherished other could live. Her next clone, never to know what her previous self had done, quickly replaced her to continue its preset purpose, unhindered by emotions.
Rei Ayanami.
The Second was just as tragic if not more so. Left alone at a young age by her unstable mother in an act of suicide, she struggled to fend for herself and prove to the world she was not weak… and that she was not a doll. She created a barrier around her heart, unwilling to let herself care about another for fear of being left alone once again, deceiving herself into believing that she needed no one. She met her fall at the hands of her own insecurities and instability. Never to pilot for mankind again, and lie comatose… a living doll.
Asuka Langley Sohryu.
The Third… much could be said about the Third. Like the Second, he was left alone at a young age. Abandoned by an uncaring cold father, the young boy was raised by a sympathetic, but aloof teacher who chose to care for but not raise the young boy. Uncertain of what to behave like, the young boy began to recede from society and fall into a comfortable shell of self-pity and self-loathing. Unused to the world, they young man was shocked when years later his father would call for him again, stating he finally had a purpose for the boy. He was to pilot the Metal God known as Evangelion and protect humanity. Reluctantly forced to comply, the boy took up his use, if only to try to hear words of praise from his detached father. Several attempts at fleeing, and near death experiences later, the Third remained the only near stable pilot. He however would fall to his cowardice and inability to act. He would unintentionally join the First in finally defeating the Creator(s) and beginning the rejoining/annihilation of Mankind.
Shinji Ikari.
And it was so, as the Creator(s) relinquished their hope of stopping Humanity's ascension and retreated into the recesses of the Cosmos, that one Ayanami Rei, now Lilith (as named by the Lilim) the mother of Humanity, embraced the soul of her loved and the rest of humanity as the war finally ended.
Third Impact.
“Shinji…”
The soothing sound of a voice long forgotten, yet always remembered caught his attention. Tormenting images of those he had failed had filled his head moments before. Opening his empty cerulean eyes he came face to face with the crimson orbs of the one he missed the most. “Rei…” A gentle smile spread across her face as she caressed his face, “Shinji… what is it you want the most?” The question scared him. What was it she meant? He had never really been given a choice to what he wanted, even when it was offered, he usually gave up his choice because he didn't want to disappoint anyone and as such usually just allowed someone else to decide what he wanted. No it wasn’t that a question like that scared him, simply because he was too weak to admit what he wanted. He wanted a lot of things, but settled for his basic needs instead of wants. His lack of assertion was what had caused Toji to nearly die, his lack of courage had caused Asuka to fall at the hands of the sixteenth, his lack of will had caused Misato to die, and his lack of strength had caused Rei to die.
“I made my own choice Shinji.” The voice startled him out of his depressed musings, the gentle smile never left her lips as she brought one of his hands to her chest, placing it over her heart, “I loved… no, I love you Shinji. I could not stand to see you hurt; I had promised I would protect you. So I did what I felt was right.” Her other hand came up and gently brushed away the tears that had begun to flow from his eyes. “I made my only voluntary choice to die so you, Shinji, could live. I knew this day would come, as such I instilled some of my feelings deep within my soul so that I could reject the Commander and give you the choice to save or damn Humanity, so Shinji… what is it you want the most?” Her soft words sunk deep into his very being. She had loved him?! She freely sacrificed herself so that he could live; those words brought much needed relief to his pathetic, tormented soul. He looked at her, cerulean gazing into crimson, “Rei… I… I want to change. I want to save everyone, Misato, Asuka, Toji, Kensuke and I want to save you Rei… my Rei.” His eyes hardened as confidence filled him and determination shone in his eyes, “I want to stop my father, I want to help everyone, I want to hear my Rei say the words you said.” He looked at her and saw her smile grow.
“Shinji.”
“I want… to start over. I want a second chance… a second chance to save everyone, to save you. I want to start over.”
He felt his breath hitch as she gave him the exact same smile that made him feel complete and slowly leaned down, “If that is what you desire the most. Ganbate Shinji.” He said nothing as her soft lips claimed his own, and sighed truly content for the first time as everything began to fade. “Rei…this time… I… won't… fail…”
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A clear azure sky was the first thing Shinji Ikari saw as he stepped off the train station platform. 'Hm, am I early? I could have sworn the appointed time was two.' Reaching into his pocket he produced a glossy picture of a very attractive purple-haired woman dressed in rather 'snug' attire that accented all of her features perfectly. 'This woman, Katsuragi Misato-san, I feel like I've met her somewhere; must be my imagination.' Sighing he made his way across the station and towards a small public telephone. Producing a card from his battered wallet, the young Ikari inserted it in the slot and dialed a familiar number, but one he had never dialed before. 'This feels odd… kind of like Deja-vu.' Ignoring the feeling of strange familiarity he listened as the phone rang, once, twice, three times, “Due to emergency protocol all lines have been restricted to class-A priority only. Please proceed to the nearest civilian shelter.” Removing the phone from his ear he stared at it for a moment, missing the light blue haired girl that stood in the middle of the deserted street.
A sudden explosion however drew his attention east as he saw three massive UN attack helicopters fire round after round of deadly highly destructive missiles into something he could not yet see. He couldn't help the sudden urge to run away from the situation as one of the helicopters was suddenly caught in the grip of a gigantic arm and was then tossed like a rag doll at its fellow helicopters and proceeded to crash and destroy all three of them in an inferno. Ignoring the remaining helicopters, the huge entity continued on its path towards Shinji. 'I mustn't run away… I mustn't… I… I will not run away!' Turning he glared up at the slowly approaching form of the titanic being, 'You don't scare me Sachiel.' He froze as his thought registered. How did he know the name of a creature he had never seen before? How could he calmly stand in the middle of the street as bombs and missiles were fired around him, when minutes before he was afraid of everything that he wasn't familiar with? 'What is happening? Why is an Angel attacking?' There it was again, how did he know this thing, this Sachiel, was an Angel? Weren't angels supposed to be emissaries from God sent to protect his children? If so why was it attacking?
Another explosion, this one closer, drew his focus back to the battle as Sachiel destroyed another of the annoying flying metal birds and sent it crashing in the general direction of the confused Ikari. Letting out a cry of fright the young boy threw himself forward with athletic skill and grace that he had not known he possessed, right into the passenger seat of a brand new blue sports car. “Wow, nice moves you got there! You're Ikari-san right? Ikari Shinji?” Somewhat disoriented the young boy could only nod his head as the car took off at a frightening speed and barely avoided being crushed by the massive foot of the third Angel. “The name's Katsuragi. Katsuragi Misato, I'm here to pick you up on the orders of your father.” Finally composing himself, he stared at the woman who had rescued him and took in all her features. She was wearing a tight black dress that he had no doubt she had selected with the intent and purpose of teasing him. He fell right for her trap. She snickered as she caught him staring at her ample bosom, “Like what you see Ikari-kun?” She allowed herself another giggle as he turned bright red and looked the other way, “Hai… I-I mean…!” She felt a light blush stain her own face at his blatant admittance, which was no doubt just his instinctive reaction to answer truthfully in a moment of panic.
Deciding she'd had enough fun for the moment she pointed to the glove compartment, “Open up the glove box and pull out the folder that's in there. It contains everything you need to know about where we're going and the kind of work your father does.” Nodding, the young Ikari opened the compartment and withdrew the folder; opening it he saw the main logo for NERV first. Opening it he began to read about the main purpose and function of the organization that his father commanded.
“Evangelion…”
He whispered the word, barely loud enough for Misato to hear. Instantly she slammed the brakes on the car and turned to the young Ikari before he could compose himself, “What did you say?” Startled Shinji backed away from her as much as possible, “Evangelion. I… I don't know what it means… it just… came into my head when I began to read about… about NERV.” He truthfully admitted as Misato gave him a careful once over, “Alright, I'll trust you Shinji.” He let out a small sigh of relief as the tension disappeared and they continued on their way to wherever they were headed. Suddenly, a loud whistling sound began to hum in the air, “What the...?” The purple haired beauty began as she stopped the car and looked back towards the battlefield only to see the UN forces retreating. “That's strange, why are they…?” before she could finish her sentence Shinji's eyes widened in realization as he dove on top of the purple haired captain, “GET DOWN!!” Was the last thing the Captain remembered hearing before a loud explosion followed by an intense Shockwave sent the small car tumbling into a violent series of rolls, finally ending with the car on its passenger side up.
Groaning, the young Ikari and the slightly frazzled Misato emerged from the car a little worse for wear. “AN N² MINE!! ARE THEY OUT OF THEIR MINDS?! THAT COULD HAVE KILLED THOUSANDS OF CIVILIANS!” The young Captain bellowed at no one in particular as she trampled around in frustration and anger. “K-Katsuragi-san, maybe we should… I mean…” She cut him off as she turned and glared at him only to see him instinctively lower his head and become quiet. Sighing, she returned to the young boy and embraced him in a gentle hug, “I'm sorry, I shouldn't have yelled at you like that.” Returning the embrace semi-cautiously he shook his head, “It’s alright Katsuragi-san.” Pulling away from him the Captain shot him a smile, “Misato. Call me Misato, Shinji-kun.” Blushing slightly the young Ikari nodded. “H-hai, Misato-san.” Satisfied the dark haired Captain turned to her now wrecked vehicle, 'Just great, I've still got 13 payments left and it's already ruined; those UN bastards are gonna pay for that.' Shaking her head, she turned towards the young male, “Well Shinji-kun, how 'bout you give me a hand and we set the car right and get out of here before those geniuses kill us for sure.” Nodding, Shinji made his way to the car. 'It can't get any worse right?'
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'Me and my big stupid thoughts…' Shinji Ikari cursed himself and his wishful thinking as they wandered and crossed the same hallway they had passed twice already and went down a corridor they had gone down five times, down a flight of stairs he was sure they had ascended and descended at least eight times. “We're lost aren't we Misato-san.” The way she froze and stammered that they were not did little to reassure him as they went through a door they had already gone thru twice, “Yep, we're lost.” Lowering her head in shame the purple-haired Captain made a right and miraculously came across an elevator. “YES! HA! I told you we weren't lost!” She gloated as she made a beeline for the elevator. “Yeah.” he mumbled as he followed her, 'She's not very mature for a Captain. Wait, she never told me she was a…' His thoughts were cut off as Misato began to explain to a very attractive blond haired woman that she wasn't wasting time and that she hadn't been lost… again.
Sighing, the golden haired woman turned to him and gave him a kind smile, “Hello, you must be Ikari Shinji, the Commander's son. I am Dr. Akagi Ritsuko, I'm in charge of the Science division as well as Chief Scientist to the Magi System and Project-EVA. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” Somewhat startled by the introduction and the fact that he somehow understood and knew what the blond doctor was talking about he merely nodded dumbly and joined her in the chlorine-scented elevator. During the ride, the two women held a small conversation that Shinji did not pay much attention to because his mind was preoccupied with trying to figure out why he knew so many things that he shouldn't know. 'None of this makes sense. If those things are Angels, that must mean that god wants us dead. But God isn't supposed to be like that is he? And what is an Evangelion? And why do I feel like I've been in one before? How do I know it is something to get in?'
So entranced in his thoughts the young Ikari didn't even notice he was staring right at the very Evangelion that he would pilot to save the world. The two NERV members said nothing as they watched the young Ikari stare at the enormous purple face of Evangelion Unit-01. Turning to her long time friend the blond raised an eyebrow at the lack of reaction from the only male member of the party. Seeing the slight reaction the violet haired woman could only shrug.
“Like father like son I guess.”
Roused out of his thoughts the young Ikari caught his first look at the monstrous EVA-01. However instead of jumping back in alarm the boy could only look on in a mixture of recognition and horror as he slowly walked to the limiter bars that kept him from falling into the stalactite that kept the EVA secured. “Evangelion Unit 01…” 'Mother…' Startled at his thought he backed away from the purple behemoth. “No… no… I won't…” he mumbled as he took more steps away from the metal titan.
“It has been a long time… Shinji.”
The cold voice filled the chamber as the boy in question stiffened and turned in the direction of the voice of the man he feared, respected, and hated with every fiber of his being. “Father…” Furious cerulean meet shaded, but still visible cold and impassive emerald. Forgetting his temporary fear of the man made god he stepped towards it in order to get a better view of the man who had sired him. “Why have you brought me here father, after ten years of not acknowledging my existence? What has changed?” He knew the answer; deep down he knew the reason he was brought here. 'I'm here to…'
“You are here to Pilot Evangelion Unit 01 and save the city from the Angel currently laying siege. You now have a use to me as the Third Child. That is why you are here.”
Again Shinji lowered his head, even as Dr. Akagi protested the activation of the test type. 'I knew it. He doesn't want me here, he doesn't care. I'm only convenient. I'm only useful for him as a pilot, not as his son. I hate him…' Scowling he raised his head and fixed his father with a look that surprised the elder Ikari, even if he didn't show it. “I refuse.” He stated flatly.
“Then we shall all die.”
“I don't care! You never cared about me before, but now suddenly I am convenient for you so you call me here and ask me to pilot this… this monster and just expect me to agree?! I hate you… I HATE YOU FATHER!!”
Silence followed his fierce proclamation. A sound similar to a chuckle was heard, but was quickly silenced as the elder Ikari removed his glasses. “Will you pilot the Eva or not? I have no time for your childish tantrums.” Everyone minus the two Ikaris flinched at the coldness in the elder man's voice. Shaking with suppressed fury and sadness, the younger man closed his eyes and slowly began to calm down. Finally opening his eyes, a similar coldness filled them as he glared at his father. “I will not.” The coldness in his voice sent, if possible, even more shivers down the spines of those who heard it. Rubbing his eyes in frustration, the elder man turned to his old mentor turned Sub-Commander, “Bring Rei to the cages.” Startled, the gray haired Sub-Commander gave his former pupil a look of disbelief, “Can she pilot?” The younger man faced his son once again, “She'll have to do.” Turning off the speaker, the elder Ikari opened a communication with the First Child's hospital room. In seconds the link was complete and he was looking at the pained, but conscious face of his surrogate-daughter. “Rei, it is time. Report to the cages.” A surprised look temporarily graced her features before her mask of impassiveness returned, “Yes sir.”
Meanwhile, Shinji was oblivious to the argument that Misato was trying to have with him as the young Ikari continued to glare upon the figure of his father. “Misato-san I have made up my mind. I will not pilot this thing until my father acknowledges that I exist and have some meaning other than piloting this creature.” Said Captain had just opened her mouth to retort when the elevator behind her signaled that it had arrived. “No, he can't seriously be thinking…” Turning in the direction of her friend the blond Akagi's eyes narrowed, as two medics appeared with what was most likely the First child. “So, he's playing his trump so early; he must be desperate.” Intrigued by the conversation the two women were having, Shinji turned and watched as someone on a gurney was wheeled to their current location. A sudden sinking feeling began to fill his stomach as he could begin to make out the small moans of pain and discomfort that escaped the young girl that was being brought to the EVA cages.
'No, it can't be…' His breath caught in his throat as he saw the blue haired girl. Forgetting about his father he ran to the team of medics just as strong quake shook the underground base. Barely managing to keep his balance he managed to get to the blue haired girl before she could connect with the ground. Still she could not contain the cries of pain that escaped her as she began to bleed from wounds that had been reopened.
“No, she can't… she's hurt… FATHER YOU CAN'T!!”
His cry stirred the young albino in his arms as she opened her eyes to view the one that had saved her from a larger amount of pain. “Since you refuse to pilot, she is the only one who can be used to stop the Angel. Now release her and leave, you are of no use if you refuse to pilot.” The coldness of the elder Ikari's voice rattled the soul of the younger one. 'Father… to think you could do such a thing…' Looking down, distraught cerulean met pain-filled crimson and suddenly it happened.
He remembered.
He remembered everything: the pain, the sorrow, and the feelings of loss. The death and suffering of those he loved and cared for. Toji, Misato, Asuka, Kensuke…
“Rei…” The blue haired albino could not comprehend the feeling that shot thru her when she heard her name escape from the lips of the boy who currently held her safe in his arms. It was not an unpleasant feeling, but it confused her. Before she could ponder more on the question however a scream was heard from Misato as a giant steel beam began to fall, threatening to crush them. Before she could do or say anything however the arms of the strange boy pulled her closer, but held her with an unmistakable kindness and care that, while confusing, was very… comforting. 'I won't let anything hurt you. Not this time. I WON'T!' Responding to his will, the hand of the purple behemoth shot out from its container and blocked the beam that was seconds from killing both children.
“This time… this time I'll protect you… Rei.”
The soft words from the boy brought a small blush to her cheeks. Looking away from his blue haired goddess, the young Ikari looked back at the smirking form of his father as he swallowed his pride to protect the girl in his arms.
“Father! I'll do it… I'll pilot the Evangelion.”
'Father? So he is the son of the Commander. Shinji…' Slowly her eyes closed as a small smile formed on her lips.
Shinji watched as they gently placed Rei's unconscious body back on the gurney and began to wheel her back to the hospital. “It is time Pilot Ikari, proceed to the entry plug.” Nodding he made his way to the entry plug, and quickly entered it. Sighing, both Dr. Akagi and Misato made their way to the elevator that would take them to the bridge. Upon arriving, Commander Ikari retook his seat and sat back with his hands intertwined in front of his face as he watched the 'bridge bunnies' scramble to bring up the correct programs to begin the re-activation of Eva Unit 01. Finally satisfied that everyone was ready, he spoke clearly as his words rang thru the bridge.
“Begin Phase One of the reactivation of Evangelion Unit 01.”
On the bridge the 'bunnies' began entering the commands that were required, “Initiating primary connections.” The young Ibuki called as she entered more commands into her council, “Connecting main power supply. Activation voltage has passed the critical point.” Nodding the blond haired Akagi turned to another member of the crew, “Shift format to Phase Two.” Seconds later Hyuga Motoko replied, “Connecting pilot to Unit 01. Opening circuits, pulse and harmonics are normal. No problems detected.” Meanwhile Shinji sat in the entry plug of the Eva taking in deep breaths of the foul liquid that allowed him to better sync with the mechanical giant, 'Mother… its me… Shinji… I need your help. I-I need you to help me save everyone. Please… please help me.'
“The Eva has successfully accepted the pilot. Central Nerve system elements are normal. No errors are detected.”
“Checklist is satisfactory up to 2590. Counting down to absolute borderline… 0.9, 0.7, 0.5, 0.4, 0.3, 0.2, 0.1… Rising… borderline has been cleared! Unit 01 is activated and ready for combat.”
“Pilot stats are green, sync ratio holding at… 14 percent?!”
Panic began to spread throughout the bridge at the announcement, “NO! That's to low to even get the Eva to move!” Fear crept thru Shinji's body at the announcement of his horrible sync, 'No… Mother… please… please… Mother please… help me… help me…' “HELP ME!!” The desperate yell from the young pilot startled everyone as they tried to ensure that nothing had gone wrong, a sudden beeping however drew their attention to Lt. Ibuki's terminal, “A-amazing… Pilot Ikari's sync ratio is rising! 18 percent, 24 percent, 33 percent, rising!” Ritsuko rushed over to the terminal to verify what the young lieutenant was announcing, “It’s true! His sync ratio is soaring! 47 percent, 51 percent, 59 percent, 62 percent, 63 percent! Impossible! His sync ratio is holding at 64 percent!” Silence followed her claim as all eyes turned to the panting form of the Commander's son.
“Captain Katsuragi what are you waiting for? Launch the Eva!”
The icy tone of the Commander drew everyone back to focus. “R-right. Load Eva onto launch pad four. Ready? Right, EVA LAUNCH!” The familiar feeling of being launched at high velocity filled the young Ikari's body as the Eva shot thru the tunnels towards the surface and the awaiting threat of the Third Angel. Coming to a harsh stop Shinji quickly stepped off of the launch pad and dove to the right as the gigantic arm of Sachiel barely missed connecting with his head, “BASTARD!” The Third Child yelled at the Angelic being as he rushed, attacking his opponent's face with a brutal right hook that sent the angel stumbling. “Prog. Knife!” he bellowed at his monitor as the right shoulder wing of his Evangelion opened and produced a gigantic Bowie knife fit for an Eva. Rushing again Shinji stopped and side stepped just in time to avoid the blast that the angel released. “Damn, forgot about that…” He cursed as he grasped his left shoulder, which had sustained a minor burn. Snarling he leapt at the hostile being with his knife and thrust forward, only to impact with a large hexagonal plane of orange light. “WHY WON'T YOU JUST… DIE!!” The pilot of Unit 01 cried as he forced his own AT field to nullify the angel's until he finally broke thru and landed a hit on his somewhat stupefied opponent. Not letting his chance to end the fight escape him, he quick began to thrust his progressive knife into the exposed core of the enemy.
“DIE! DIE! DIE YOU EVIL SON OF A BITCH!!” He gave one final yell as he finally managed to pierce the Angel's core. As if sensing defeat was eminent Sachiel's arms attempted to wrap themselves around the form of the purple mecha. Remembering that if the Angel succeeded he would blown away a good couple of blocks, Shinji forced his Eva to restrain Sachiel by the neck, and with his free hand he gave the prog. knife a brutal twist that shattered not only the blade, but also tore a huge chunk out of the enemy's core. Immediately the Angel stopped struggling as it collapsed, no longer able to operate without its core.
“The target has gone silent. Unit one had successfully defeated the Third Angel.” Aoba Shigeru announced as the bridge broke out in celebration. On the Command deck however Sub-Commander Fuyutsuki turned to his former pupil, “This is rather unexpected isn't it Ikari?” The younger man merely grunted as he rose to his feet, “Indeed, but certainly not unwelcome. The old men however will begin to ask questions soon. The fools.” The elder man said nothing as he followed his ex-pupil.
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“W-What?! What do you mean Shinji-kun will be living alone?! He's only Fourteen!” The outraged cries of one Misato Katsuragi caused the boy in question to sigh. It was pretty weird, re-living events that had already happened, remembering what he had to say, he quickly put up his meek personality as he turned to Misato, “I-its alright M-Misato-san. I'm use to being alone.” 'Perfect.' the young Ikari inwardly smirked at his acting as Misato began to rant about how a young man such as himself should not be living by himself. He said nothing as he followed her to his father's office. Upon entering Shinji at once became serious as he came face to face with his father. “What do you want Captain Katsuragi? I am rather busy at the moment so it had better be important.” Swallowing nervously as she lost some of her bravery the young captain proceeded to request if Shinji could live with her as her charge. Shinji waited patently as he waited for his father to agree.
“Request Denied.”
The words froze Shinji's very being. Unbelieving cerulean gazed at his father's cold emerald orbs, “Pilot Ikari shall be living in the same apartment complex as the First Child. As an added bonus, the First shall be released from hospitalization tomorrow and the Third shall take on the responsibility of helping the First in her recovery. Afterwards, whether he wishes to remain in the complex or move shall be his choice. You are dismissed.” Unable to believe his good luck at being so close to Rei, the young Ikari almost let his mask of depression disappear; however, managing a sad smile at the purple haired captain, he bowed in thanks as soon as they left the Commander's office. “Thank you for your concern Misato-san, but I-I'll be fine. A-anyway I should go and see A-Ayanami-san and let her know of what is happening.” The elder Katsuragi could only nod forlornly as she watched the young boy slink down the hall towards the hospital wing of NERV HQ. 'Poor kid…' Sighing she began to walk away and had just rounded the corner when she could have sworn she head a shout of glee. 'I'm loosing it, there's no way that was Shinji.'
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“…ei-s…R& #8230;-an…”
The crimson orbs of the First Child, Rei Ayanami, opened slowly as she tried to adjust to the blinding white of the hospital room. Bleached walls and ceilings were the first thing she saw as she adjusted to her surroundings. “Ayanami-san you're awake!” The happy voice of the Third Child filled her mind as she turned to see his smiling face. Blinking to see if she was imagining his presence, she concluded she wasn't when he was still there when her eyes opened again, “Yes.” A small grimace passed the face of the Third at her response. He'd forgotten how anti-social she had been. 'I've got a lot of work to do.' He thought to himself before the smile returned, “How are you feeling?” he questioned as he watched her gaze at him, as if trying to solve a puzzle. “I am injured.” She responded plainly as another grimace marred his face, 'Why does he do that?' Shaking his head the young Ikari looked at her, his features softening slightly. “Yeah, I sort of figured that. The bandages are a dead give away.” She tilted her head to the side as he chuckled a little at his own comment, “Then why did you ask?” she questioned, not really understanding why he had asked such a question if he already knew the answer.
Again he grimaced at her flat tone, 'Is he displeased? Is that why he makes that facial feature?' She wondered as he began to stutter an apology. “Ie… its just that… well… how do I explain?” She observed as he reached behind his neck and began to scratch as he searched for an answer. 'Does he have fleas?' She wondered as she observed his scratching continue. Growing bored with the conversation she decided to ask something more relevant. “Was the Angel defeated?” Startled by her question, the Ikari nodded as he returned his hands to his lap, “Yeah, it was easier than I remembered… I mean it was hard, but I managed to beat it.” He let out a nervous chuckle as he saw Rei's red orbs narrow in suspicion but she said nothing. Then after a couple more seconds of what could be seen as the closest to glaring that Rei had ever shown, she nodded and slowly relaxed into her hospital bed. Letting out a sigh of relief that she didn't question him on his slip up, he leaned back in his chair as well.
Minutes passed in the comfortable silence before the pale skinned girl spoke again, “Is there something you needed Pilot Ikari?” A confused look passed over his features before he realized that she probably wasn't use to having a stranger (to her at least) sitting next to her hospital bed while she was trying to recover. “Nani? Oh, I completely forgot! I was just relieved that you were alright.” A small blush crossed her features as he closed his eyes and gave her a small genuine smile. 'He was… concerned about me…?' Opening his eyes just in time to see her light blush, he felt a small blush of his own form as he looked at her. 'She definitely looks like an angel is supposed to. Well, minus the bandages, but still…' Shaking his head to clear his thought he turned back to meet her questioning gaze, “Well, I just wanted to come and tell you that we'll be neighbors from now on. My father just assigned me to live in the same complex as you do. Oh, father also said that you would be released from the hospital tomorrow and I'll be taking care of you until you get better. So I just wanted to come and introduce myself. Speaking of which,” He rose to his feet and approached her took her hand in his 'I hope this works…' “My name is Ikari, Shinji. It’s a pleasure to meet you Ayanami-san.” He spoke as he lifted her hand as he bent down and gave her hand a kiss.
A stronger blush coated Rei's cheeks this time, though she was unsure as to why she was having such a reaction. “Y-you flatter me…” She whispered as he stood again. He smiled and judged by her reaction that he was still in safe waters, so he decided he'd take one more dive and hoped it would pay off. “Ie, I've heard that beautiful women like to be complemented and you are quite beautiful, so it was only natural.” She said nothing but looked away shyly at his words. 'Perfect. Now for the finisher.' Smiling at her reaction he stopped and picked up his temporary NERV issued jacket and made his way for the door, “Well then Ayanami-san I'll come by tomorrow at ten to pick you up and take you home. Is that alright with you?” She said nothing as she gazed at the hand that he had kissed moments ago. “Why are you being so… kind to me?” He smiled inwardly at how well he had her character figured out by now. In the past, Rei had been a mystery, he would admit that much, but after losing her, he saw that her next clone reverted to the same shy demeanor. There was nothing weird about Rei Ayanami at all… well, minus the Angelic background and being a sort-of copy of his mother, she was just a normal girl who just didn't know how to express herself; not that his father had been much of a help to her. “Because…I want to be your friend.”
Her eyes widened in surprise as she turned to look at him. He could only smile softly at her, “That is, if that’s alright with you?” A lot of questions went through her mind as she looked at the younger Ikari.
Why does my heart beat faster when he smiles at me?
Why do I feel… that I can trust his words?
Why?
Deciding to find out the answer to these questions as soon as possible she turned to the young Ikari. “I-I would like that Ikari-san.” She replied hesitantly as she met his gaze. His smile only increased with her response, “Call me Shinji. Friends don't address each other so formally.” She looked at him uncertainly, but felt no dishonesty in his voice. “Hai Ika… Shinji-san.” he chuckled at her response, “Well, it’s a start. Alright then, Oyasumi Rei-san.” At her nod he stepped out of the room, a wide smile adorning his face as he made his way home, ‘There is hope for me yet.’ Inside the hospital room a small smile crossed Rei's features as her eyes took on a blank look.
“Oyasumi… Shinji…”
NOTE: This story was edited by my beta YashaReader from MM .org link to him is in my profile, he does good work.
DISCLAIMER: I do not in any way shape or form own Evangelion, nor do I make any money off of this story.
WARNING! This story will contain views on religion that may offend people who are very up tight. Then again, these people wouldn’t watch the show to begin with…still…
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By: Kuroi-Yasha
Episode 1: Redemption
Tokyo-3: once a sprawling military fortress that served as a city capital for what remained of Japan after Second Impact. Things could have been better for the once bustling city, seeing as more than 95 percent of the city had been destroyed by the JSSDF in an attempt to destroy NERV. A giant pool of orange fluid filled what once was the sea that surrounded the coastline of Japan, and the same sickly fluid also flooded the remains of Tokyo-3’s streets. LCL, primordial fluid that was the original form of all living things before the Creator(s) intervened and created a simple creature. Simple for the Creator(s) that is, for as complex as a human body is, it was naught but a simple matter of imagining and compressing the right amount of matter to create a being. And so, we came to be, Homo Erectus; I.e. Homo Sapient, as we later dubbed ourselves. The Creator(s) were content to merely let us be, for we were but trivial creations thought up on a whim and made for the pure and simple purpose of enjoyment. Unfortunately, something was not foreseen, or perhaps it was and was merely added to make things more interesting.By: Kuroi-Yasha
Episode 1: Redemption
Freewill.
Ah, such a sweet sounding word; a simple concept that was given, or at the beginning believed to be, to humanity exclusively. Now man could make his own destiny, make his own choices. Man began to think, to ponder… to create. The Creator(s) began to grow uneasy as man began to spread, began to evolve. Could only watch as man began to kill, to harness the powers of the elements, to destroy, to construct and to poison. Slowly, the planet, which had been given to man, began to rot. In an attempt to control man, forces were made to counter them, Hurricanes, Tornadoes, Earthquakes, Volcanic Eruptions, etc. However, man would not be stopped. And slowly man turned from their Creators(s), and began to wonder 'Why? Why do we suffer so?' Now the beings that had worshiped began to hate. That is of course only a portion that scorned, however, only one brown spot is needed to make the apple bad. These spots slowly began to grow, until they held the apple at its mercy. Now the Creator(s) could do nothing as the measures set to keep humanity in check were conquered, one by one, until humanity was now the one in command. As a last resort the Creator(s) sent one last trump card.
Angels.
These beings were sent to stop the current Humanity and bring it to it knees and begin anew. One must question the… logic… in this action. While it was true that Humanity had yet to encounter this form of trial, what would keep them from attempting to dominate such beings and elevate themselves to the rank of their Creator(s)? Perhaps it was all planned; perhaps not, but in the end it came to be.
Second Impact.
Such was the name we gave the massacre of our planet and our species, along with countless others. Not many were aware of the true cause of said event. Fewer were the ones that actually knew of why it had occurred, but nonetheless it happened, and Humanity was saved from extinction; not the way it was had intended, but safe… for the moment.
15 years later.
The Creator(s) struck again. This time however, nothing would stop the destruction of humanity. No longer would the Angels be corporeal beings, this time they would be embodied in flesh and with abilities that man could not hope to stop. Surely, man would pay for its crimes of attempting to overthrow and become immortal. This however, was not to be so easily decided as the Creator(s) had hoped. For in his absence man had taken what he had sent to earth years back to try to bring about the Final Judgment and had created a weapon in likeness to the ‘attackers’ to combat his Army of Heavenly beings, artificial gods, created by man to kill.
Evangelion.
And so the war began. Fourteen of his Heavenly beings would battle against the man made gods for the fate of Humanity. Three children, three Evangelions. As the battles raged, the casualties escalated. One by one, the heavenly warriors fell, no match for the sheer will to live displayed by the pilots and their gods of steel. The children however were not without loss. Slowly they began the decent into madness and the perpetual fall into the depths of sorrow. One by one they faced their demons, and one by one they lost to them.
The First lost to her inability to relate to those that cared for her, and realized all too late that she did indeed feel, and in an act of unselfishness and love, sacrificed her life so that her cherished other could live. Her next clone, never to know what her previous self had done, quickly replaced her to continue its preset purpose, unhindered by emotions.
Rei Ayanami.
The Second was just as tragic if not more so. Left alone at a young age by her unstable mother in an act of suicide, she struggled to fend for herself and prove to the world she was not weak… and that she was not a doll. She created a barrier around her heart, unwilling to let herself care about another for fear of being left alone once again, deceiving herself into believing that she needed no one. She met her fall at the hands of her own insecurities and instability. Never to pilot for mankind again, and lie comatose… a living doll.
Asuka Langley Sohryu.
The Third… much could be said about the Third. Like the Second, he was left alone at a young age. Abandoned by an uncaring cold father, the young boy was raised by a sympathetic, but aloof teacher who chose to care for but not raise the young boy. Uncertain of what to behave like, the young boy began to recede from society and fall into a comfortable shell of self-pity and self-loathing. Unused to the world, they young man was shocked when years later his father would call for him again, stating he finally had a purpose for the boy. He was to pilot the Metal God known as Evangelion and protect humanity. Reluctantly forced to comply, the boy took up his use, if only to try to hear words of praise from his detached father. Several attempts at fleeing, and near death experiences later, the Third remained the only near stable pilot. He however would fall to his cowardice and inability to act. He would unintentionally join the First in finally defeating the Creator(s) and beginning the rejoining/annihilation of Mankind.
Shinji Ikari.
And it was so, as the Creator(s) relinquished their hope of stopping Humanity's ascension and retreated into the recesses of the Cosmos, that one Ayanami Rei, now Lilith (as named by the Lilim) the mother of Humanity, embraced the soul of her loved and the rest of humanity as the war finally ended.
Third Impact.
“Shinji…”
The soothing sound of a voice long forgotten, yet always remembered caught his attention. Tormenting images of those he had failed had filled his head moments before. Opening his empty cerulean eyes he came face to face with the crimson orbs of the one he missed the most. “Rei…” A gentle smile spread across her face as she caressed his face, “Shinji… what is it you want the most?” The question scared him. What was it she meant? He had never really been given a choice to what he wanted, even when it was offered, he usually gave up his choice because he didn't want to disappoint anyone and as such usually just allowed someone else to decide what he wanted. No it wasn’t that a question like that scared him, simply because he was too weak to admit what he wanted. He wanted a lot of things, but settled for his basic needs instead of wants. His lack of assertion was what had caused Toji to nearly die, his lack of courage had caused Asuka to fall at the hands of the sixteenth, his lack of will had caused Misato to die, and his lack of strength had caused Rei to die.
“I made my own choice Shinji.” The voice startled him out of his depressed musings, the gentle smile never left her lips as she brought one of his hands to her chest, placing it over her heart, “I loved… no, I love you Shinji. I could not stand to see you hurt; I had promised I would protect you. So I did what I felt was right.” Her other hand came up and gently brushed away the tears that had begun to flow from his eyes. “I made my only voluntary choice to die so you, Shinji, could live. I knew this day would come, as such I instilled some of my feelings deep within my soul so that I could reject the Commander and give you the choice to save or damn Humanity, so Shinji… what is it you want the most?” Her soft words sunk deep into his very being. She had loved him?! She freely sacrificed herself so that he could live; those words brought much needed relief to his pathetic, tormented soul. He looked at her, cerulean gazing into crimson, “Rei… I… I want to change. I want to save everyone, Misato, Asuka, Toji, Kensuke and I want to save you Rei… my Rei.” His eyes hardened as confidence filled him and determination shone in his eyes, “I want to stop my father, I want to help everyone, I want to hear my Rei say the words you said.” He looked at her and saw her smile grow.
“Shinji.”
“I want… to start over. I want a second chance… a second chance to save everyone, to save you. I want to start over.”
He felt his breath hitch as she gave him the exact same smile that made him feel complete and slowly leaned down, “If that is what you desire the most. Ganbate Shinji.” He said nothing as her soft lips claimed his own, and sighed truly content for the first time as everything began to fade. “Rei…this time… I… won't… fail…”
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A clear azure sky was the first thing Shinji Ikari saw as he stepped off the train station platform. 'Hm, am I early? I could have sworn the appointed time was two.' Reaching into his pocket he produced a glossy picture of a very attractive purple-haired woman dressed in rather 'snug' attire that accented all of her features perfectly. 'This woman, Katsuragi Misato-san, I feel like I've met her somewhere; must be my imagination.' Sighing he made his way across the station and towards a small public telephone. Producing a card from his battered wallet, the young Ikari inserted it in the slot and dialed a familiar number, but one he had never dialed before. 'This feels odd… kind of like Deja-vu.' Ignoring the feeling of strange familiarity he listened as the phone rang, once, twice, three times, “Due to emergency protocol all lines have been restricted to class-A priority only. Please proceed to the nearest civilian shelter.” Removing the phone from his ear he stared at it for a moment, missing the light blue haired girl that stood in the middle of the deserted street.
A sudden explosion however drew his attention east as he saw three massive UN attack helicopters fire round after round of deadly highly destructive missiles into something he could not yet see. He couldn't help the sudden urge to run away from the situation as one of the helicopters was suddenly caught in the grip of a gigantic arm and was then tossed like a rag doll at its fellow helicopters and proceeded to crash and destroy all three of them in an inferno. Ignoring the remaining helicopters, the huge entity continued on its path towards Shinji. 'I mustn't run away… I mustn't… I… I will not run away!' Turning he glared up at the slowly approaching form of the titanic being, 'You don't scare me Sachiel.' He froze as his thought registered. How did he know the name of a creature he had never seen before? How could he calmly stand in the middle of the street as bombs and missiles were fired around him, when minutes before he was afraid of everything that he wasn't familiar with? 'What is happening? Why is an Angel attacking?' There it was again, how did he know this thing, this Sachiel, was an Angel? Weren't angels supposed to be emissaries from God sent to protect his children? If so why was it attacking?
Another explosion, this one closer, drew his focus back to the battle as Sachiel destroyed another of the annoying flying metal birds and sent it crashing in the general direction of the confused Ikari. Letting out a cry of fright the young boy threw himself forward with athletic skill and grace that he had not known he possessed, right into the passenger seat of a brand new blue sports car. “Wow, nice moves you got there! You're Ikari-san right? Ikari Shinji?” Somewhat disoriented the young boy could only nod his head as the car took off at a frightening speed and barely avoided being crushed by the massive foot of the third Angel. “The name's Katsuragi. Katsuragi Misato, I'm here to pick you up on the orders of your father.” Finally composing himself, he stared at the woman who had rescued him and took in all her features. She was wearing a tight black dress that he had no doubt she had selected with the intent and purpose of teasing him. He fell right for her trap. She snickered as she caught him staring at her ample bosom, “Like what you see Ikari-kun?” She allowed herself another giggle as he turned bright red and looked the other way, “Hai… I-I mean…!” She felt a light blush stain her own face at his blatant admittance, which was no doubt just his instinctive reaction to answer truthfully in a moment of panic.
Deciding she'd had enough fun for the moment she pointed to the glove compartment, “Open up the glove box and pull out the folder that's in there. It contains everything you need to know about where we're going and the kind of work your father does.” Nodding, the young Ikari opened the compartment and withdrew the folder; opening it he saw the main logo for NERV first. Opening it he began to read about the main purpose and function of the organization that his father commanded.
“Evangelion…”
He whispered the word, barely loud enough for Misato to hear. Instantly she slammed the brakes on the car and turned to the young Ikari before he could compose himself, “What did you say?” Startled Shinji backed away from her as much as possible, “Evangelion. I… I don't know what it means… it just… came into my head when I began to read about… about NERV.” He truthfully admitted as Misato gave him a careful once over, “Alright, I'll trust you Shinji.” He let out a small sigh of relief as the tension disappeared and they continued on their way to wherever they were headed. Suddenly, a loud whistling sound began to hum in the air, “What the...?” The purple haired beauty began as she stopped the car and looked back towards the battlefield only to see the UN forces retreating. “That's strange, why are they…?” before she could finish her sentence Shinji's eyes widened in realization as he dove on top of the purple haired captain, “GET DOWN!!” Was the last thing the Captain remembered hearing before a loud explosion followed by an intense Shockwave sent the small car tumbling into a violent series of rolls, finally ending with the car on its passenger side up.
Groaning, the young Ikari and the slightly frazzled Misato emerged from the car a little worse for wear. “AN N² MINE!! ARE THEY OUT OF THEIR MINDS?! THAT COULD HAVE KILLED THOUSANDS OF CIVILIANS!” The young Captain bellowed at no one in particular as she trampled around in frustration and anger. “K-Katsuragi-san, maybe we should… I mean…” She cut him off as she turned and glared at him only to see him instinctively lower his head and become quiet. Sighing, she returned to the young boy and embraced him in a gentle hug, “I'm sorry, I shouldn't have yelled at you like that.” Returning the embrace semi-cautiously he shook his head, “It’s alright Katsuragi-san.” Pulling away from him the Captain shot him a smile, “Misato. Call me Misato, Shinji-kun.” Blushing slightly the young Ikari nodded. “H-hai, Misato-san.” Satisfied the dark haired Captain turned to her now wrecked vehicle, 'Just great, I've still got 13 payments left and it's already ruined; those UN bastards are gonna pay for that.' Shaking her head, she turned towards the young male, “Well Shinji-kun, how 'bout you give me a hand and we set the car right and get out of here before those geniuses kill us for sure.” Nodding, Shinji made his way to the car. 'It can't get any worse right?'
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'Me and my big stupid thoughts…' Shinji Ikari cursed himself and his wishful thinking as they wandered and crossed the same hallway they had passed twice already and went down a corridor they had gone down five times, down a flight of stairs he was sure they had ascended and descended at least eight times. “We're lost aren't we Misato-san.” The way she froze and stammered that they were not did little to reassure him as they went through a door they had already gone thru twice, “Yep, we're lost.” Lowering her head in shame the purple-haired Captain made a right and miraculously came across an elevator. “YES! HA! I told you we weren't lost!” She gloated as she made a beeline for the elevator. “Yeah.” he mumbled as he followed her, 'She's not very mature for a Captain. Wait, she never told me she was a…' His thoughts were cut off as Misato began to explain to a very attractive blond haired woman that she wasn't wasting time and that she hadn't been lost… again.
Sighing, the golden haired woman turned to him and gave him a kind smile, “Hello, you must be Ikari Shinji, the Commander's son. I am Dr. Akagi Ritsuko, I'm in charge of the Science division as well as Chief Scientist to the Magi System and Project-EVA. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” Somewhat startled by the introduction and the fact that he somehow understood and knew what the blond doctor was talking about he merely nodded dumbly and joined her in the chlorine-scented elevator. During the ride, the two women held a small conversation that Shinji did not pay much attention to because his mind was preoccupied with trying to figure out why he knew so many things that he shouldn't know. 'None of this makes sense. If those things are Angels, that must mean that god wants us dead. But God isn't supposed to be like that is he? And what is an Evangelion? And why do I feel like I've been in one before? How do I know it is something to get in?'
So entranced in his thoughts the young Ikari didn't even notice he was staring right at the very Evangelion that he would pilot to save the world. The two NERV members said nothing as they watched the young Ikari stare at the enormous purple face of Evangelion Unit-01. Turning to her long time friend the blond raised an eyebrow at the lack of reaction from the only male member of the party. Seeing the slight reaction the violet haired woman could only shrug.
“Like father like son I guess.”
Roused out of his thoughts the young Ikari caught his first look at the monstrous EVA-01. However instead of jumping back in alarm the boy could only look on in a mixture of recognition and horror as he slowly walked to the limiter bars that kept him from falling into the stalactite that kept the EVA secured. “Evangelion Unit 01…” 'Mother…' Startled at his thought he backed away from the purple behemoth. “No… no… I won't…” he mumbled as he took more steps away from the metal titan.
“It has been a long time… Shinji.”
The cold voice filled the chamber as the boy in question stiffened and turned in the direction of the voice of the man he feared, respected, and hated with every fiber of his being. “Father…” Furious cerulean meet shaded, but still visible cold and impassive emerald. Forgetting his temporary fear of the man made god he stepped towards it in order to get a better view of the man who had sired him. “Why have you brought me here father, after ten years of not acknowledging my existence? What has changed?” He knew the answer; deep down he knew the reason he was brought here. 'I'm here to…'
“You are here to Pilot Evangelion Unit 01 and save the city from the Angel currently laying siege. You now have a use to me as the Third Child. That is why you are here.”
Again Shinji lowered his head, even as Dr. Akagi protested the activation of the test type. 'I knew it. He doesn't want me here, he doesn't care. I'm only convenient. I'm only useful for him as a pilot, not as his son. I hate him…' Scowling he raised his head and fixed his father with a look that surprised the elder Ikari, even if he didn't show it. “I refuse.” He stated flatly.
“Then we shall all die.”
“I don't care! You never cared about me before, but now suddenly I am convenient for you so you call me here and ask me to pilot this… this monster and just expect me to agree?! I hate you… I HATE YOU FATHER!!”
Silence followed his fierce proclamation. A sound similar to a chuckle was heard, but was quickly silenced as the elder Ikari removed his glasses. “Will you pilot the Eva or not? I have no time for your childish tantrums.” Everyone minus the two Ikaris flinched at the coldness in the elder man's voice. Shaking with suppressed fury and sadness, the younger man closed his eyes and slowly began to calm down. Finally opening his eyes, a similar coldness filled them as he glared at his father. “I will not.” The coldness in his voice sent, if possible, even more shivers down the spines of those who heard it. Rubbing his eyes in frustration, the elder man turned to his old mentor turned Sub-Commander, “Bring Rei to the cages.” Startled, the gray haired Sub-Commander gave his former pupil a look of disbelief, “Can she pilot?” The younger man faced his son once again, “She'll have to do.” Turning off the speaker, the elder Ikari opened a communication with the First Child's hospital room. In seconds the link was complete and he was looking at the pained, but conscious face of his surrogate-daughter. “Rei, it is time. Report to the cages.” A surprised look temporarily graced her features before her mask of impassiveness returned, “Yes sir.”
Meanwhile, Shinji was oblivious to the argument that Misato was trying to have with him as the young Ikari continued to glare upon the figure of his father. “Misato-san I have made up my mind. I will not pilot this thing until my father acknowledges that I exist and have some meaning other than piloting this creature.” Said Captain had just opened her mouth to retort when the elevator behind her signaled that it had arrived. “No, he can't seriously be thinking…” Turning in the direction of her friend the blond Akagi's eyes narrowed, as two medics appeared with what was most likely the First child. “So, he's playing his trump so early; he must be desperate.” Intrigued by the conversation the two women were having, Shinji turned and watched as someone on a gurney was wheeled to their current location. A sudden sinking feeling began to fill his stomach as he could begin to make out the small moans of pain and discomfort that escaped the young girl that was being brought to the EVA cages.
'No, it can't be…' His breath caught in his throat as he saw the blue haired girl. Forgetting about his father he ran to the team of medics just as strong quake shook the underground base. Barely managing to keep his balance he managed to get to the blue haired girl before she could connect with the ground. Still she could not contain the cries of pain that escaped her as she began to bleed from wounds that had been reopened.
“No, she can't… she's hurt… FATHER YOU CAN'T!!”
His cry stirred the young albino in his arms as she opened her eyes to view the one that had saved her from a larger amount of pain. “Since you refuse to pilot, she is the only one who can be used to stop the Angel. Now release her and leave, you are of no use if you refuse to pilot.” The coldness of the elder Ikari's voice rattled the soul of the younger one. 'Father… to think you could do such a thing…' Looking down, distraught cerulean met pain-filled crimson and suddenly it happened.
He remembered.
He remembered everything: the pain, the sorrow, and the feelings of loss. The death and suffering of those he loved and cared for. Toji, Misato, Asuka, Kensuke…
“Rei…” The blue haired albino could not comprehend the feeling that shot thru her when she heard her name escape from the lips of the boy who currently held her safe in his arms. It was not an unpleasant feeling, but it confused her. Before she could ponder more on the question however a scream was heard from Misato as a giant steel beam began to fall, threatening to crush them. Before she could do or say anything however the arms of the strange boy pulled her closer, but held her with an unmistakable kindness and care that, while confusing, was very… comforting. 'I won't let anything hurt you. Not this time. I WON'T!' Responding to his will, the hand of the purple behemoth shot out from its container and blocked the beam that was seconds from killing both children.
“This time… this time I'll protect you… Rei.”
The soft words from the boy brought a small blush to her cheeks. Looking away from his blue haired goddess, the young Ikari looked back at the smirking form of his father as he swallowed his pride to protect the girl in his arms.
“Father! I'll do it… I'll pilot the Evangelion.”
'Father? So he is the son of the Commander. Shinji…' Slowly her eyes closed as a small smile formed on her lips.
Shinji watched as they gently placed Rei's unconscious body back on the gurney and began to wheel her back to the hospital. “It is time Pilot Ikari, proceed to the entry plug.” Nodding he made his way to the entry plug, and quickly entered it. Sighing, both Dr. Akagi and Misato made their way to the elevator that would take them to the bridge. Upon arriving, Commander Ikari retook his seat and sat back with his hands intertwined in front of his face as he watched the 'bridge bunnies' scramble to bring up the correct programs to begin the re-activation of Eva Unit 01. Finally satisfied that everyone was ready, he spoke clearly as his words rang thru the bridge.
“Begin Phase One of the reactivation of Evangelion Unit 01.”
On the bridge the 'bunnies' began entering the commands that were required, “Initiating primary connections.” The young Ibuki called as she entered more commands into her council, “Connecting main power supply. Activation voltage has passed the critical point.” Nodding the blond haired Akagi turned to another member of the crew, “Shift format to Phase Two.” Seconds later Hyuga Motoko replied, “Connecting pilot to Unit 01. Opening circuits, pulse and harmonics are normal. No problems detected.” Meanwhile Shinji sat in the entry plug of the Eva taking in deep breaths of the foul liquid that allowed him to better sync with the mechanical giant, 'Mother… its me… Shinji… I need your help. I-I need you to help me save everyone. Please… please help me.'
“The Eva has successfully accepted the pilot. Central Nerve system elements are normal. No errors are detected.”
“Checklist is satisfactory up to 2590. Counting down to absolute borderline… 0.9, 0.7, 0.5, 0.4, 0.3, 0.2, 0.1… Rising… borderline has been cleared! Unit 01 is activated and ready for combat.”
“Pilot stats are green, sync ratio holding at… 14 percent?!”
Panic began to spread throughout the bridge at the announcement, “NO! That's to low to even get the Eva to move!” Fear crept thru Shinji's body at the announcement of his horrible sync, 'No… Mother… please… please… Mother please… help me… help me…' “HELP ME!!” The desperate yell from the young pilot startled everyone as they tried to ensure that nothing had gone wrong, a sudden beeping however drew their attention to Lt. Ibuki's terminal, “A-amazing… Pilot Ikari's sync ratio is rising! 18 percent, 24 percent, 33 percent, rising!” Ritsuko rushed over to the terminal to verify what the young lieutenant was announcing, “It’s true! His sync ratio is soaring! 47 percent, 51 percent, 59 percent, 62 percent, 63 percent! Impossible! His sync ratio is holding at 64 percent!” Silence followed her claim as all eyes turned to the panting form of the Commander's son.
“Captain Katsuragi what are you waiting for? Launch the Eva!”
The icy tone of the Commander drew everyone back to focus. “R-right. Load Eva onto launch pad four. Ready? Right, EVA LAUNCH!” The familiar feeling of being launched at high velocity filled the young Ikari's body as the Eva shot thru the tunnels towards the surface and the awaiting threat of the Third Angel. Coming to a harsh stop Shinji quickly stepped off of the launch pad and dove to the right as the gigantic arm of Sachiel barely missed connecting with his head, “BASTARD!” The Third Child yelled at the Angelic being as he rushed, attacking his opponent's face with a brutal right hook that sent the angel stumbling. “Prog. Knife!” he bellowed at his monitor as the right shoulder wing of his Evangelion opened and produced a gigantic Bowie knife fit for an Eva. Rushing again Shinji stopped and side stepped just in time to avoid the blast that the angel released. “Damn, forgot about that…” He cursed as he grasped his left shoulder, which had sustained a minor burn. Snarling he leapt at the hostile being with his knife and thrust forward, only to impact with a large hexagonal plane of orange light. “WHY WON'T YOU JUST… DIE!!” The pilot of Unit 01 cried as he forced his own AT field to nullify the angel's until he finally broke thru and landed a hit on his somewhat stupefied opponent. Not letting his chance to end the fight escape him, he quick began to thrust his progressive knife into the exposed core of the enemy.
“DIE! DIE! DIE YOU EVIL SON OF A BITCH!!” He gave one final yell as he finally managed to pierce the Angel's core. As if sensing defeat was eminent Sachiel's arms attempted to wrap themselves around the form of the purple mecha. Remembering that if the Angel succeeded he would blown away a good couple of blocks, Shinji forced his Eva to restrain Sachiel by the neck, and with his free hand he gave the prog. knife a brutal twist that shattered not only the blade, but also tore a huge chunk out of the enemy's core. Immediately the Angel stopped struggling as it collapsed, no longer able to operate without its core.
“The target has gone silent. Unit one had successfully defeated the Third Angel.” Aoba Shigeru announced as the bridge broke out in celebration. On the Command deck however Sub-Commander Fuyutsuki turned to his former pupil, “This is rather unexpected isn't it Ikari?” The younger man merely grunted as he rose to his feet, “Indeed, but certainly not unwelcome. The old men however will begin to ask questions soon. The fools.” The elder man said nothing as he followed his ex-pupil.
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“W-What?! What do you mean Shinji-kun will be living alone?! He's only Fourteen!” The outraged cries of one Misato Katsuragi caused the boy in question to sigh. It was pretty weird, re-living events that had already happened, remembering what he had to say, he quickly put up his meek personality as he turned to Misato, “I-its alright M-Misato-san. I'm use to being alone.” 'Perfect.' the young Ikari inwardly smirked at his acting as Misato began to rant about how a young man such as himself should not be living by himself. He said nothing as he followed her to his father's office. Upon entering Shinji at once became serious as he came face to face with his father. “What do you want Captain Katsuragi? I am rather busy at the moment so it had better be important.” Swallowing nervously as she lost some of her bravery the young captain proceeded to request if Shinji could live with her as her charge. Shinji waited patently as he waited for his father to agree.
“Request Denied.”
The words froze Shinji's very being. Unbelieving cerulean gazed at his father's cold emerald orbs, “Pilot Ikari shall be living in the same apartment complex as the First Child. As an added bonus, the First shall be released from hospitalization tomorrow and the Third shall take on the responsibility of helping the First in her recovery. Afterwards, whether he wishes to remain in the complex or move shall be his choice. You are dismissed.” Unable to believe his good luck at being so close to Rei, the young Ikari almost let his mask of depression disappear; however, managing a sad smile at the purple haired captain, he bowed in thanks as soon as they left the Commander's office. “Thank you for your concern Misato-san, but I-I'll be fine. A-anyway I should go and see A-Ayanami-san and let her know of what is happening.” The elder Katsuragi could only nod forlornly as she watched the young boy slink down the hall towards the hospital wing of NERV HQ. 'Poor kid…' Sighing she began to walk away and had just rounded the corner when she could have sworn she head a shout of glee. 'I'm loosing it, there's no way that was Shinji.'
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“…ei-s…R& #8230;-an…”
The crimson orbs of the First Child, Rei Ayanami, opened slowly as she tried to adjust to the blinding white of the hospital room. Bleached walls and ceilings were the first thing she saw as she adjusted to her surroundings. “Ayanami-san you're awake!” The happy voice of the Third Child filled her mind as she turned to see his smiling face. Blinking to see if she was imagining his presence, she concluded she wasn't when he was still there when her eyes opened again, “Yes.” A small grimace passed the face of the Third at her response. He'd forgotten how anti-social she had been. 'I've got a lot of work to do.' He thought to himself before the smile returned, “How are you feeling?” he questioned as he watched her gaze at him, as if trying to solve a puzzle. “I am injured.” She responded plainly as another grimace marred his face, 'Why does he do that?' Shaking his head the young Ikari looked at her, his features softening slightly. “Yeah, I sort of figured that. The bandages are a dead give away.” She tilted her head to the side as he chuckled a little at his own comment, “Then why did you ask?” she questioned, not really understanding why he had asked such a question if he already knew the answer.
Again he grimaced at her flat tone, 'Is he displeased? Is that why he makes that facial feature?' She wondered as he began to stutter an apology. “Ie… its just that… well… how do I explain?” She observed as he reached behind his neck and began to scratch as he searched for an answer. 'Does he have fleas?' She wondered as she observed his scratching continue. Growing bored with the conversation she decided to ask something more relevant. “Was the Angel defeated?” Startled by her question, the Ikari nodded as he returned his hands to his lap, “Yeah, it was easier than I remembered… I mean it was hard, but I managed to beat it.” He let out a nervous chuckle as he saw Rei's red orbs narrow in suspicion but she said nothing. Then after a couple more seconds of what could be seen as the closest to glaring that Rei had ever shown, she nodded and slowly relaxed into her hospital bed. Letting out a sigh of relief that she didn't question him on his slip up, he leaned back in his chair as well.
Minutes passed in the comfortable silence before the pale skinned girl spoke again, “Is there something you needed Pilot Ikari?” A confused look passed over his features before he realized that she probably wasn't use to having a stranger (to her at least) sitting next to her hospital bed while she was trying to recover. “Nani? Oh, I completely forgot! I was just relieved that you were alright.” A small blush crossed her features as he closed his eyes and gave her a small genuine smile. 'He was… concerned about me…?' Opening his eyes just in time to see her light blush, he felt a small blush of his own form as he looked at her. 'She definitely looks like an angel is supposed to. Well, minus the bandages, but still…' Shaking his head to clear his thought he turned back to meet her questioning gaze, “Well, I just wanted to come and tell you that we'll be neighbors from now on. My father just assigned me to live in the same complex as you do. Oh, father also said that you would be released from the hospital tomorrow and I'll be taking care of you until you get better. So I just wanted to come and introduce myself. Speaking of which,” He rose to his feet and approached her took her hand in his 'I hope this works…' “My name is Ikari, Shinji. It’s a pleasure to meet you Ayanami-san.” He spoke as he lifted her hand as he bent down and gave her hand a kiss.
A stronger blush coated Rei's cheeks this time, though she was unsure as to why she was having such a reaction. “Y-you flatter me…” She whispered as he stood again. He smiled and judged by her reaction that he was still in safe waters, so he decided he'd take one more dive and hoped it would pay off. “Ie, I've heard that beautiful women like to be complemented and you are quite beautiful, so it was only natural.” She said nothing but looked away shyly at his words. 'Perfect. Now for the finisher.' Smiling at her reaction he stopped and picked up his temporary NERV issued jacket and made his way for the door, “Well then Ayanami-san I'll come by tomorrow at ten to pick you up and take you home. Is that alright with you?” She said nothing as she gazed at the hand that he had kissed moments ago. “Why are you being so… kind to me?” He smiled inwardly at how well he had her character figured out by now. In the past, Rei had been a mystery, he would admit that much, but after losing her, he saw that her next clone reverted to the same shy demeanor. There was nothing weird about Rei Ayanami at all… well, minus the Angelic background and being a sort-of copy of his mother, she was just a normal girl who just didn't know how to express herself; not that his father had been much of a help to her. “Because…I want to be your friend.”
Her eyes widened in surprise as she turned to look at him. He could only smile softly at her, “That is, if that’s alright with you?” A lot of questions went through her mind as she looked at the younger Ikari.
Why does my heart beat faster when he smiles at me?
Why do I feel… that I can trust his words?
Why?
Deciding to find out the answer to these questions as soon as possible she turned to the young Ikari. “I-I would like that Ikari-san.” She replied hesitantly as she met his gaze. His smile only increased with her response, “Call me Shinji. Friends don't address each other so formally.” She looked at him uncertainly, but felt no dishonesty in his voice. “Hai Ika… Shinji-san.” he chuckled at her response, “Well, it’s a start. Alright then, Oyasumi Rei-san.” At her nod he stepped out of the room, a wide smile adorning his face as he made his way home, ‘There is hope for me yet.’ Inside the hospital room a small smile crossed Rei's features as her eyes took on a blank look.
“Oyasumi… Shinji…”