Neon Genesis Evangelion Fan Fiction ❯ The Dark Prince Emerges ❯ A Past of Shadows ( Chapter 5 )

Disclaimer: I don't own NGE, & Paulie Walnuts is real!!

 

Well, I got a little rest from last night. Between my cousin hollerin' at me about a NGE live action movie (damn, these fools work fast), & Proof getting clipped, I'm a little drained.

 

With that in mind, being the hoodlum that I am, I'm going to skip the action in this chapter. There is also going to be 2 songs for it. I'm also going to start showing the bits of influence that `The Boondock Saints' is going to have over this work.

 

This Chapter's Soundtrack: Evanescence “Hello”, I BLAME MY SISTER FOR THIS SHIT!! Yet it does fit.

Dream Sequence Soundtrack: Rammstein “Stein um Stein”, I actually like Rammstein ever since I heard them on `How High', & the song really fits.

 

Well, Let us take a journey…

---------------------

The Dark Prince Emerges

Chapter 5: A Past of Shadows

---------------------

2025 - Rome, Italy

 

Shinji simply stared at his best friend with utter confusion. He just asked him for a favor, but he never expected that. As far as he knew Marcos got along with everybody. What the hell did he mean by getting revenge? Or more importantly, whom did he want revenge on? Yet as he looked at the guns he knew what kind of revenge he wanted. He still didn't understand, who pushed him to this.

 

Marcos saw the look on Shinji's face, & laughed a little. He did throw this at him a little too straight forward. He deserved to know the whole story. This was going to be long however.

 

“This did come as a shock huh?”

 

Shinji simply nodded

 

“Well, do you want to know the whole story or just the highlights?”

 

“I want the whole thing if you want me to help you.”

 

“Alright, but this is going to sound like a documentary”

----------------------------

Well, if you want to understand my reasons, first you have to know where I really come from.

 

I was born in South America; I don't know the real name of the city I was born in, that's been debated even as we speak. All that you probably know about it is that it is in the Andes Mountains, so when Second Impact happened the city was pretty much safe form the flooding. Unfortunately, my country wasn't that stable to begin with, all Second impact did was push it toward a full-fledged civil war. The UN didn't give two fucks about it. We were just a Third World country killing itself in their eyes. Well, enough of that.

 

For most of my childhood the only parent I knew was my mom. I never met my old man, I hated him for a long time because of that, it would be later on that I found out why.

 

My mom was the sweetest, yet most dedicated woman I ever met. She always wanted the best for me, her little man. Her job, however didn't mesh well with her maternal duties. You see my mom was a journalist, one of the best in the country to be exact. Her reputation was pretty much of a tough woman who always dug for the truth, no matter what. It was this trait, along with some research from an unknown source that led her to a huge revelation.

 

She knew the truth about Second Impact, that the story the UN spoon-fed the world was a fucking lie. She also knew about SEELE. The only thing was, she couldn't completely prove it. She decided to dive completely into this story to let the world know that we were being played like puppets on strings by 12 old men. Don't get me wrong or anything, she did all the other stories that her paper asked her to do, but she always went back to Second Impact, trying to dig up anything she could find.

 

As for me, you can guess what I did. We lived in the ghetto of the city, so I pretty much played on the streets. Mom didn't like that, but she always reeled me in when I strayed too far away. In actual terms I learned nearly all of my early life lessons from the streets. It taught me how to survive. I also learned all of the street trades, robbing, hustling, basic cons; I even learned how to kill on the streets. There was one lesson that I will always live by, the code of the streets. You know it too; it's the same code of ethics we follow in our so-called profession.

 

It's funny, but 1day when I was seven, mom told me that we were going on vacation, which I knew was an outright lie. My mom never took vacations unless they were holidays, & this was in January. She never did tell me the real reason why we moved. She tried to tell me that it was because she wanted to raise me in a safer place. Later on I found out the real reason, like a lot of things in my life.

 

We moved from there to, of all places, the Bronx. I guess mom didn't know that all she did was go from one ghetto to another. She easily got a job in the Spanish version of the New York Times. But it didn't pay very well, hence the ghetto. As you know I'm a pretty smart kid, so it was no problem adjusting to American life. Hell, the same rules of the streets still applied. I can honestly say that those three years were the best of my young life. Then my whole world came crashing down.

 

You know what it's like Shinji, to lose a mother, but you didn't see her body, I did. That day will never leave me. I got home from school, hoping to relax & have some dinner. There was something odd however. There was nothing on in the kitchen, & the place was too quiet. I yelled for her, thinking she was in the shower, no response. I went to her room to see if she was sleeping. The sight that I saw was the most horrible thing anyone could imagine. Every detail is still burned into my brain, I f I tell them to you, I can't be held responsible for my actions.

 

The other thing I remember about that day was that fucking doctor. He thought that I was some little kid who was going to cry. I think I proved him wrong, whether it was when I broke his ribs, or when I grabbed his throat, I forget which moment it was.

 

Well, the next three days after that are a blur. I don't remember a thing, and then came the funeral. I'm surprised that I didn't break down while I read the eulogy, or when they lowered her casket to the ground. I know that children are supposed to bury their parents, but not when the child is FUCKING 10!! There was also no thought of sadness or grief on my mind. All I thought about the whole time was vengeance. I wanted to find the motherfuckers who took my mother away from me, & rip their heads from their bodies, take their souls & burn them. Luckily for me, that fuck was sloppy.

 

I was able to figure out who it was by hacking into the police mainframe, which was child's play. They already had a suspect, & they even had an address on the fucker. I had a plan in my mind on how I was going to kill him. The thing was, I was in a Catholic orphanage. I'm surprised that they let me in considering that I'm not baptized. But it was my mom's wish. I didn't have a problem with it. I was pretty much raised Catholic.

 

The night I was going to sneak out the priest called me into his office. In there he gave me a package with my name on it. There was a letter on top of it. He told me that my mom left all that to me, & then left his office. I guess he felt I needed to be alone. That was a good idea because when I opened the letter my world got completely nuked. It's funny how life throws you a knuckleball when you think you have it all figured out.

 

This is what the letter said

 

My dearest boy,

 

If you are reading this, then I am dead. I'm sorry that I held so much from you, but I wanted you to be safe. Inside the package is all I have been working on since you were born. It's the truth about what happened in Antarctica, who is actually pulling the strings, & what actually happened to your father. He was the person that gave me the information, the proof that the UN has been lying about everything.

 

I also want to tell you the real reason we moved over here. There was a threat on my life because I know the truth. I thought that If I moved to a developed country that we would be safe. How foolish of me, all I did was give them a better location to kill me. Listen son, the truth is now with you, please finish what your father started & I tried to continue. It's the only way that everything can be set right. I have confidence in you. I know you can fend for yourself now.

 

With Love,

 

Your mother Angela

 

I held my composure the whole time at the funeral & at the burial, but that broke me. For the first time in my life I cried openly. I put the letter in my pocket & immediately opened the package. Most of it was letters that were apparently sent to mom by my father. It was then that I got to know my old man.

 

He was a year older than my mom; apparently they met when they were in high school. They both worked for the school newspaper. It was a typical teenager love story from there. They got married after my mom graduated.

 

It's funny in a way; they did everything together, even working for the city newspaper. But then in 1998 my old man got called up for his required military service. From the letters he wrote, it showed that he was assigned to a multinational UN squadron. Their job was the highest priority, protecting the UN's true top-secret information. Everything went fine for a year then he found out the truth by accident.

 

The way he wrote it, it was a simple case of a file being dropped. He picked up the file, & I guess it was his curious side that made him open it. According to the letters what he saw in that file took his world apart. They were orders to the UN by a group of people called SEELE As he kept reading it he pieced everything together.

 

They had been controlling the UN ever since they claimed to have found a lost part of the Dead Sea Scrolls. However they didn't have complete control. My old man didn't want to believe it, but the evidence was right in front of him. H e showed the rest of the file to his squadron, & they didn't want to believe it either. Slowly through hacking did they see the big picture. They saw the plans to go to Antarctica in a year to find something called `Adam', & their most sinister plan. That was to basically kill everyone on earth by making them mold into one consciousness, therefore also sending all of us to Hell.

 

They knew they had to do something drastic, if it meant force, so be it. They planned to storm the UN, take it over, and then reveal SEELE's existence to the world. However SEELE found out. They didn't want to use UN troops to do their dirty work. That would be too suspicious. Instead what those fucks did was hire an assassin, someone who had no problem killing good men for money.

 

I have to say that the way that piece of shit planned his job is admirable. He waited until my old man's squadron was sent on patrol. Then it was the basic divide & conquer play. You can look it up yourself, the famed lost patrol. The UN still lists them as deserters. They don't even know the truth themselves. Those so-called deserters are in fact SEELE's real first victims. Luckily my old man sent all the shit he had on SEELE to my mom before he got clipped.

 

I figured that would be all the surprises from that box, but life proved me wrong again. Mom got all that information while she was pregnant with me. You can pretty much guess her reaction to that. I was born 1 & a half months later.

 

Most people actually feared mom. From what our neighbors told me, they had good reason. One of them actually said that she was an example of why nobody should ever piss off a Latina, ever. She didn't react in a militant way; she always believed that the pen is mightier than the sword. Mom actually took a lot of the evidence she had in that box from hacking. Unfortunately by then SEELE pretty much controlled all types of communications, so she was found out eventually. You would expect for them to kill us, but in her research she found something the one thing that led to her demise.

 

While checking SEELE's finances, she found out who killed my father. It was a very well known assassin. He got half of the payment a week before he wasted my old man. He got the other half the day after.

 

To this day, I don't why I kept thinking what I was thinking when I was done looking at the papers. Normally I would just be blinded by anger & hatred, but I wasn't. Instead I kept asking myself the same question. Who could be so evil that they would want all of humanity to die? I guess a little of my morality was awakened that moment because all those masses that I went to suddenly made sense.

 

I took that box with me to the dorm room I shared with 2 other orphans. It took me an hour to go to sleep; all that information was still swimming in my head. When I finally did go to sleep I had a dream, the only dream that I could remember from back then.

--------------------------

Dream Sequence

 

I'm walking through a thick forest at the beginning of dawn. As I finally make it to the end all I see in front me are tombstones, to the right & to the left, that's all I see. As I try to figure out what the hell this means some one appears to the left of me on one of the tombstones. I never seen him before, but at the same time he felt familiar.

 

“This is the world that awaits you, the world that they wish for.”

 

I looked at him, confused as shit. “Who wishes for this?”

 

Then out of nowhere I notice someone to my right, it was my mom.

 

“SEELE, the twelve men known as SEELE wish for this world. A world of emptiness and death.”

 

“A world where all are damned to Hell”

 

Slowly everything dawns on me “So, you're telling me that these people want all of us to die? Why? How?”

 

Both my mom & the man slowly begin to walk towards me. Before I know it they are standing in front of me. The man looks at me as he puts his hand on my shoulder.

 

“The reason these men want this world is because they believe by killing us we will all become one with God.”

 

Then my mom puts her hand on my other shoulder. “The way SEELE hopes to achieve this is by combining all of our minds, stripping us of our individuality, our humanity. They will use machines known as Evangelions as their tools.”

 

“These men think that they will make us be closer to God, but in reality they are completely separating us from God. This action is purely evil.”

 

“But you can change this”

 

I looked at both of them, still a little confused. “How? By leaking all that stuff in that box to the press?”

 

The man looked at me with a somber face. “It's too late for that; they already control most of the world. Action must be taken with force.”

 

“They have constructed a web of lies that cannot be undone by an outsider alone. Few have tried before, & all of them were killed. Innocent lives were taken by this.”

 

“What they want is blasphemy, & they took your mother to keep it a secret. They will stop at nothing to have this evil fulfilled.”

 

“Then what can I do? I'm only ten, what action can I take?”

 

“You must destroy this evil by avenging us. Avenge all the good men, women, & children who fell to their hands.”

 

“Because there is something much worse than the actions of evil men, & that is the indifference of good men.”

 

Then all of a sudden everything disappeared. A flow of images started to show in front of me. I couldn't make them up but then a voice called to me, I immediately noticed that it was the combination of my mom's & the man's voice.

 

“The only way to save the world is for these men to die. The people who are associated with them that know their plan & do nothing about it have to die. One of those people killed your mother because she knew the connection between them. This was also the same man who killed your father. For that alone you must seek retribution. But that should not be your only motivation, think of what these people want. Their hearts wish for the death of the human race, for the deaths of countless innocent lives.”

 

Then an image stood still in front of me. It was of a hand bleeding from a stigmata mark

 

“Never shall innocent blood be shed by your hand. Yet you must make the blood of the wicked flow like a river. You must become the vengeful striking hammer of God!”

-----------------------------

 

I woke up right after that. I got up almost automatically to head to the Chapel. It was open 24/7 for everyone. When I got there I went right to the front. As I stood there in front of the Virgin Mary I took a sharp pencil from my pocket. I took it & pricked my right pointer finger until it started to bleed. Then I put my finger to a nearby candle; there I swore the only oath I've ever taken.

 

“When I raise my flashing sword and my hand takes hold in judgment, I will take vengeance upon mine enemies. And I will repay those who haze me. O Lord, raise me to Thy right hand and count me among Thy saints.”

-------------------------------

Shinji just simply stared at him. Now he knew why his friend only took certain jobs. He felt that Marcos deserved his revenge more that he ever did. But he still had more questions.

 

“Who was the guy that killed your mother?”

 

A slight smirk filled Marcos's face as he looked at Shinji.

 

“The man who took my mom from me is a man we both know, his name is Alexander Pertrova.”

 

“WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN ITS ALEXANDER? Are you sure?”

 

“Yes, I tracked his financial assets back 30 years. That's how I found out. Think about it, he never likes anything to be tied to him, & he told us both that he would destroy anything that could link him to any of his crimes. So Shinji, will you help me?”

 

Shinji just sighed, there was no way he was going to let his friend do this alone. Either way he had no choice, he was honor bound.

 

“You know my answer.”

 

“Then follow me.”

-----------------------------

2025 - The Vatican

 

The rain in the night sky was still pouring as both friends reached their destination. Shinji took the scenery in very well. He was never raised in a particular faith, but Christianity always appealed to him. The teachings that the Church had were that of peace in the world, which he always wished for.

 

His daydream was stopped as Marcos shook him as they were now in front of a chapel. There were 2 marble boxes in front of them. Marcos then walked to the boxes & removed their tops. When the tops were off he reached into the boxes. Slowly he pulled out 2 swords from the boxes. It looked like they were soaking in Holy water. He turned a rounds swiftly to Shinji & looked at him in the eyes.

 

“Stick out your right pointer finger.”

 

Shinji then took off his right glove & stuck out his finger. He felt a slight prick on it as he saw his friend poke the tip of it with one of the swords.

 

“Now walk to this candle & put that finger on top of it.”

 

With that said Shinji walked over to the candle that Marcos pointed him to. As he stuck out his finger on top of the candle He looked at his friend. Both of them had serious looks in their eyes.

 

“Repeat after me, Whoever sheds my blood,. By man shall his blood be shed. For immunity in God makes he the man. Destroy all that which is evil, so that all that which is good may flourish. And God will count thee among Thy favored sheep. And you shall have the protection of all the angels in heaven.”

 

As Shinji repeated the words he realized something. He was making an oath much like his friend did. Luckily for him he agreed with all that he said. His path however, now became more treacherous. But he would never regret this. SEELE was evil, his father was evil, now he knew that his boss was evil & he, along with Marcos were going to be the ones that made them pay.

 

As they walked out of the Vatican they both felt a sense of calmness in the air. Marcos broke this feeling as he looked at the night sky.

 

“Well, I almost forgot to tell you something, the name that you know me by is not my real name.”

“Then what is it?”

 

“You'll find out soon enough. Now let's go finish your job.”

 

Shinji cracked a smile at that. “Yea, let's end this.”

---------------------------------

Well, I'm finally off the damn antibiotics that my Doc gave me. Damn ingrown toenail. If you're wondering about the Paulie Walnuts line go to ESPN.com if you have the magazine subscription. Go to the MLB section, then at the insiders block look up Buster Onley's comments on Alfonso Soriano. It will be there in the last 2 minutes of that clip.

 

The other reason why this took so long is the playoffs. Looks like the Clippers are going to sweep Denver. & in case you're wondering who I'm rooting for, GO HEAT!!!!!!!