Okito awoke to find Kodama standing outside his cell, only this was very distinctly not the girl he had once called sister. She was an Angel with... blue hair? The latter of which their mother would never have allowed regardless of the situation.
"Who are you?" he asked, rising to his feet.
"I was Sachiel, Adam's Herald," she said with a mocking flourish. "I am Kodama Suzuhara, you may call me Koda, brother. "
Ahh yes, Leliel's third weapon. He hadn't heard much, beyond a guard using it to mock him at one point.
Seeing her was...odd. She and him shared the same soul, sort of. In theory they should have been almost the same person. Yet she was standing outside of the glass, presumably thanks to Ria.
Was she playing some sort of game? What made her so different from him?
"Why are you here?" he asked, barely looking at her.
"You hurt your family. You hurt them in ways that horrify me beyond description," she said flatly. "I mean, the Okito I knew was an idiot, but he was an idiot in a well intentioned, almost endearing way. But you-"
"You know, I've heard this from mom and dad already, so if you're trying to hurt me you're treading old ground!" Okito snapped.
"Yeah, I got distracted. I've heard plenty about you but seeing you in the flesh is something else," Koda muttered.
"No one likes being shown what could have been," Okito agreed. "So why are you here?"
"There was a battle earlier today," Kodama explained clinically. "Ramiel and quite a few other Angels assaulted NERV. It was so bad that Zeruel took to the field against them."
That was... that was a lot of news in a few words. Ramiel was here, had fought openly in Japan, and Ria had been willing to go that far?
Yet he was still in this cell, so clearly Ramiel had failed somehow.
"How did it go?" he asked nervously.
"Terribly for almost all sides," she replied. "Zeruel got hit by Arael."
Okito winced. No one, particularly not Ria, deserved to be put through that. Ramiel had crossed a line there.
"Then Iruel and Israfel turned traitor, injuring Ramiel and leaving Shamshel to die, brutally, at the hands of an rather enraged Zeruel."
'Maria's dead?'
Okito collapsed to his knees, struck by the news. Maria had used him, and had on more than one occasion had mocked or belittled him, and yet... She had been the closest friend he had left after the war had begun. And she was gone, betrayed and left to die.
By Israfel, of all people. Iruel's treachery was clear, indeed Okito's main regret about being captured was his inability to warn Ramiel and the others about him. But Israfel? Israfel had always made their dislike of the others known, but they had never been disloyal. Until this moment, Okito had never doubted her loyalty to the cause. She had been invested in the cause, for selfish reasons, sure, but invested nevertheless.
And she had betrayed Maria so quickly, for Iruel. For fucking Iruel?
'Ria's suffered. Shamshel's dead. If I was free I could have stopped Iruel. I could have saved Maria. But I'm stuck here. Why do I still live if I'm powerless to do anything? Are you torturing me, Lilith? Is my continued existence just a sick game for you?!'
"All I wanted, all I ever wanted," Okito said, his breath choking, "was to keep our kind safe, to make us strong again. I knew my dreams of unity were a fantasy, but this? We would have won by now if we weren't so focused on fighting each other."
"All being an Angel means is we have a lot of power and bad dreams," Koda replied. "Power doesn't breed unity. Quite the opposite in fact."
Okito stared at her in disbelief. How could any Sachiel say that? They weren't human, not really. No human could do what they do. Their Angelic nature was what defined them. If he wasn't an Angel, Okito Suzuhara would have been an entirely different being.
So why did she seem so much like his sister?
"I have dealt with far more than bad dreams," Okito replied shakily.
"I'm sure you have," Koda replied.
"Tell me. Do you believe Adam failed us?" he asked. "Or did we fail him?"
"Both," Koda replied sharply, "but it's irrelevant."
"...I suppose it is," Okito muttered.
"The question that matters now," Koda pressed, "is what you're going to do about Iruel and Israfel? You know who they are, you know their actual names. You can make their lives Hell. Tell me who they are and Maria will be avenged."
Telling her could lead WILLE back to Ramiel, records, meetings, videos of the two talking. Despite everything he wanted to protect Ramiel as much as he could. But Maria needed to be avenged.
"I don't know much about Israfel. Near as I can tell they're an orphan, parents died in a car accident I think. Combined they call themselves Sakiko. When they're separate the pinked haired one keeps that name and the other goes by Jingu. I'm not sure if they're doing a bit or if they have separate minds when they're two. I really don't know how Israfel works."
"What about Iruel?" Koda asked.
Despite his situation, Okito smiled.
"Oh, I can tell you a great deal about him."
/
The video feed had cut out right after Arael appeared. So Mari didn't know the full truth of what happened but from what her mother had told her on the way to WILLE, it was bad. The Angels were attacking each other and worse, Ria was hurt. An Angel had struck at her very soul.
Mari hated how powerless she was. Her girlfriend was hurt and all she could do was watch.
She entered Ria's hospital room to find her lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling.
Thankfully, Ria's parents let her see her. This was a trying time for them and it would have been understandable if they restricted it to just family.
Ria about jumped off the bed the moment she saw Mari, rushing over and grabbing her in a tight hug that lifted Mari off the ground.
"Thank you," Ria said breathlessly.
There was desperation in her voice. She was scared and shaken.
"What for?" Mari asked, confused.
"I...It's a long story," Ria said hesitantly.
"Are you okay?" Mari was concerned.
Ria sighed, sitting back down on the bed. "I will be, eventually. Arael threw a lot of bad memories in my face and how the battle ended is just sitting wrong with me."
"You mean the Angels turning on each other?" Mari asked.
That had been odd. Ria was clearly proof that Angels could be just as diverse in opinions and goals as any person but Mari had kind of just lumped every angel that was attacking WILLE into the same category as Okito. Them turning on each other was surprising.
Ria shook her head. "Well, a little bit... More how I ended it."
"Why? You killed an enemy. What's wrong with that? " Mari asked.
Death wasn't exactly a casual thing, sure, but they were trying to kill her and a lot of other people for a rather dangerous goal. Killing them wasn't a crime.
Ria inhaled sharply. "It's just...I wasn't in control, I barely remember doing it. I keep losing control. I keep letting my anger and fear get the better of me."
There was pain in her words. Ria was scared of herself. Anger issues weren't exactly an uncommon problem to be sure. But most people didn't have the power Ria had at any moment.
Mari sat down next to Ria, resting her head against the taller girl's shoulder.
"There are ways of getting control of that you know, therapy and anger management," Mari replied softly. "And I'm here for you, whatever you need."
"Thanks." Ria seemed relieved by her words. "I... don't know what I would do without you."
Mari blushed "Oh you'd probably find a girl who's prettier, cooler and one tenth as artistically talented."
"Cooler than you?" Ria dismissed the idea. "If we ever find another girl that's half as cool as you, I'll be the luckiest girl who ever lived."
Heat rose within Mari.
'I should just tell her? Let her know how I feel? She clearly feels the same. But is this the right time? Will I help or hurt?' she pondered.
Mari decided the time was now. What she wanted to say was just confirmation of what was already there. Mari knew how she felt about Ria and she knew Ria felt the same. It would help things, make Ria feel more secure, make Mari feel more secure.
"Ria…I think I..." Mari grew hesitant, trying to stop herself from choking on the words. "Ria, I think I-"
A knock came at door. The moment was gone, Mari's words stopping midway.
Mari sighed slightly as the door opened.
"You know it kind defeats the purpose of knocking if you just enter before anyone says any-" Ria began, only to freeze when she realized who was entering.
It was the General. It was Misato.
/
Misato felt half mad for even considering doing this. Seeing the Kirishima kid and Ria did little to change that opinion.
For a brief moment they were both confused and bewildered, utterly thrown off by her arrival.
Their expressions quickly turned to anger. Mari looked disgusted while Ria seemed to seethe in rage.
She almost seemed frail. She looked slightly thinner than normal, her hospital gown making it all the more apparent. The battle had taxed her hard.
Part of Misato wanted to run at that moment. Not that she was scared, per se. She was just worried this would make things worse, that she would only further the damage she had caused.
No, she had to stay. What's done was done, maybe it was too late to fix any of it, but some things needed to be said.
"Why are you here?" Ria snarled.
"Relax, I've come to talk," Misato said, holding her hands up slightly.
"Why should we believe you?" Kirishima snapped, putting herself between Misato and Ria. The girl had guts, no one could deny that.
"I'm unarmed." Misato gestured to her empty coat pockets and holster.
"I am not in the mood, Misato," Ria said, her voice straining. "I really, really don't want to talk to you, at all. Leave."
"I understand, but there are things you need to hear," Misato replied. "Alone."
"Yeah, no," Ria was blunt. "Not even on a good day."
"Even if one of those things was an apology?" Misato said softly.
To say Ria looked confused would be a profound understatement.
After staring at Misato blankly for a moment, Ria spoke again.
"Mari, give us a moment, please. Tell my parents what's happening, if you could."
Mari nodded and left, glaring daggers at Misato the whole time.
"An apology?" Ria turned the word into a curse. "You expect me to believe that?"
"It's the truth." Misato replied.
"I saved your life and you tried to kill me. I protect my parents and you tell them not to trust me. One of your own men tasers me and tries to kill me and you still think I have some sort of evil scheme! So what changed between then and now? Is this just pity because Arael messed with my head?!" Ria spat.
"No it's not that.." Misato sighed "It was...everything about that fight. They set an ambush for you. They turned on each other. I should have seen that ambush coming. I shouldn't have been so blindsided by it."
"And if you had accepted Dimitri's deal half of them wouldn't have even been there in the first place, including Arael," Ria pointed out bitterly.
Misato winced, then nodded. What she had done to that boy was horrible. It's very possible one or more of the Angels who claimed they wanted peace was a liar who had planned to use the peace to do something horrible. But there had been no sign of Matarael at all during the battle. Either he was dead, or he had been sincere.
That was guilt for another day. For now she had something far bigger to get off her chest.
"When I found out what you were, I hated you," Misato confessed. "Because of what Zeruel did, and because I thought the little girl I had helped raise was a lie."
Ria's expression turned from angry to pained and thoughtful.
Misato went on "I'm not trying to justify what I've done. I messed up, badly. And what I did to you is frankly disgusting. I let my hatred get the better of me. And I'm sorry."
Ria remained silent.
"I was a terrible guardian to your parents," Misato admitted. "I wasn't there for Asuka when she needed me. And I wasn't what Shinji needed. I couldn't have prevented all of what happened, but if I had been a better guardian things might have gone better. I'm still not sure why they gave me a second chance after Third Impact. But they did and I did everything I could to make things right. Then you came along and I managed to pull off being a halfway decent grandmother. So when the truth came out, I thought you, the you I knew at least, was a lie, a mask worn by a monster. I thought your parents were in danger and nothing I could do would convince them of the reality. I was wrong though, you're not the monster that attacked me at NERV, you're the girl I walked to her first day of school and I'm an idiot for having ever thought otherwise."
Misato wiped the tears out of her eyes. "I let the soldier take over, like I've done before when Shinji needed me after... the Seventeenth Angel. I let myself forget I was your grandmother." She swallowed. "I'm... so sorry. I should have known better than to forsake family, ever."
"I get it," Ria said sullenly. "After Okito attacked, I found myself questioning everything. Wondering if Angels were by nature evil, and I was just the exception or had been damaged in some way... And if we're being honest, you wouldn't have been that far off the mark with me around the time dad left for the first time."
Misato raised an eyebrow. What could she have possibly done when she was that young?
Ria caught Misato's confused look.
"I...I already explained everything to my parents," Ria said, pained. "If they want to tell you that's their business."
Arael had thrown something terrible at Ria. Whatever it was, Misato didn't want to know. It wasn't her business.
Ria buried her head in her hand.
"You can't just expect me to forgive everything you've done, what you've put me through," she said.
"I'm not asking you to," Misato replied, "I just wanted you to know I understand now and I'll do everything I can to make it right."
Misato knew she was probably beyond forgiveness, and whatever respect Ria and her parents had for her was gone, likely never to return.
"Well that's...something," Ria muttered, her eyes wet with tears.
She wasn't screaming at her anymore, that was a good sign.
"Let the other two, the other Kodama and Kyoko, know that they're off the hook. Not going to give them free run of the place when you're not around but they don't have to walk on pins and needles anymore," Misato replied.
Ria nodded.
"I'm sorry what I did pushed you into making that deal with the Government," she added.
"What's done is done," Ria replied evenly. "The pardon's hardly a bad thing to have either way."
"I suppose it is," Misato agreed.
Ria laid back on the bed, staring at the ceiling.
"I take it we're done here?" Misato asked.
"Yeah," Ria said bluntly. "I appreciate the apology, but I'm going to need a while to process this. This whole day, not just... you."
Misato turned to leave.
"At least you realized you were wrong," Ria added. "A lot of people in your place would never have owned up to it."
Misato nodded and left.