Finagle007
[Verified Great Old One]
- Pronouns
- He/Him/His
So Black Hole Sun's gravitational field is the exact opposite of C-Moon's field...
Stand Proud and Make Yourself a Legend [Evangelion/JJBA]
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Jotaro did let Jolyne tag along in this timeline's version of DiU as well as being less negligent overall, so I'm pretty sure Gendo still takes the cake for "worst father".
Misato's Stand was activated when she saw her father die during the Second Impact. As for Rei, let's just say the Arrow was involved...
It's more of the former since Shinji doesn't know Hamon. At least one Hamon user will show up later on, though. On a side note, 168cm is a somewhat above average height for a 14-year old male, but I'm going by Western standards here.
You're right. I can definitely say it was a complete coincidence.
In any case, feedback is greatly appreciated, and the Fanfiction.Net version has been updated too!
- Location
- Gainesville VA
So this is the Eyes of Heaven timeline?
Neet
Not exactly the Eyes of Heaven timeline, since Kakyoin, Avdol, and Iggy for example are still dead. It's more like what happened when Third Impact and made In Heaven merged the JoJo and Evangelion 'verses.
Hi all, I'm going to take an extra week to write the next chapter for quality reasons and to make sure this fic on other sites can update on the same time. I just have a few questions in order to solicit feedback to see how I can do better.
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Although Gendo did not particularly enjoy the meeting or any of the other SEELE members, it was the mysterious thirteenth member of the committee that irked him the most. The man, if he even existed, started appearing at the meetings about 10 years after the second impact. He also had a habit of mysteriously not turning up at certain meetings and never offering any explanation when he turned up the next time. In fact, Gendo did not even know what the person sounded like.
"I show up to all the meetings acting like I'm contributing something all the time, and the old men are still suspicious!" Gendo had confided to Fuyutsuki in the past after more than a few beers during a particular happy hour. "This new asshole just shows up out of the middle of nowhere, doesn't make a single peep, and runs off more than a few times! How the fuck have the old men not kick him out yet is beyond me!"
Number 13 showed up this time, and is as silent as usual. In the meantime, the Russian representative was giving Gendo an earful.
"The Third Child's behavior was completely different from what we intended, Ikari!" The old man was getting irritated. "How can you be so sure the scenario will not suffer any delays as a result of this variation?"
"Gentlemen, I still coaxed him to pilot the Eva Unit and go into battle, did I not?" Gendo reassured the crowd. "Even with his current attitude, I have him firmly under my control. This variation in The Scenario is ultimately meaningless in the long run."
"Do I need to remind you that we are on a strict timetable for Human Instrumentality?" Gendo was wishing the monoliths had volume control by this point. "If any delays are caused by your overlook of possible risks, the responsibility lies solely on your head!"
"Please, your shouting is causing us more of a headache than the so called 'variation' in The Scenario." Even Chairman Lorenz was getting fed up with the Russian's shouting by this point. "After all, we have complete trust in Ikari's ability to turn the flow of events in our favour. You are capable of working towards Instrumentality from your end, right? Or are our collective trust in you misplaced, Ikari?"
"Of course, Chairman. The Scenario will proceed exactly according to prophecy. I will make sure of that." Gendo covered for himself. "I assure The Committee that there will be no threats to our plans."
"Excellent. With us extending control over the world's governments earlier this millennium as well as Robert Speedwagon's 「disposal」back in the 'fifties, it is unlikely we will encounter any major resistance." Lorenz said. "Regardless, we cannot afford to be too careless, especially not with the Speedwagon Foundation's recent activities as well as rumours regarding the American president. Hopefully our agent inside the foundation can shed light on the issue soon enough."
- Would existing fans of either series prefer me to skip the descriptions of some characters if they are close enough to their canon counterparts (e.g. Ritsuko and Josuke)?
- Was the first fight scene good? I want to make sure the fight scenes can do both JoJo and Evangelion justice. Note: there will be both human and Eva scale fights in the fic.
- My approach right now is to skip the less necessary details in order for the readers to not get bogged down and get to the action or character interactions quicker. Is this a good approach? I get kind of daunted whenever I read a fic I like that has about 10K works per chapter.
- Should the chapter lengths be longer, shorter, or stay the same?
- How can I make the Little Shinji in Morioh snippets feel more alive? I'd like to do one every chapter, but I may occasionally shift focus to younger versions of other characters (*cough*Asuka*cough*) to shake things up.
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Although Gendo did not particularly enjoy the meeting or any of the other SEELE members, it was the mysterious thirteenth member of the committee that irked him the most. The man, if he even existed, started appearing at the meetings about 10 years after the second impact. He also had a habit of mysteriously not turning up at certain meetings and never offering any explanation when he turned up the next time. In fact, Gendo did not even know what the person sounded like.
"I show up to all the meetings acting like I'm contributing something all the time, and the old men are still suspicious!" Gendo had confided to Fuyutsuki in the past after more than a few beers during a particular happy hour. "This new asshole just shows up out of the middle of nowhere, doesn't make a single peep, and runs off more than a few times! How the fuck have the old men not kick him out yet is beyond me!"
Number 13 showed up this time, and is as silent as usual. In the meantime, the Russian representative was giving Gendo an earful.
"The Third Child's behavior was completely different from what we intended, Ikari!" The old man was getting irritated. "How can you be so sure the scenario will not suffer any delays as a result of this variation?"
"Gentlemen, I still coaxed him to pilot the Eva Unit and go into battle, did I not?" Gendo reassured the crowd. "Even with his current attitude, I have him firmly under my control. This variation in The Scenario is ultimately meaningless in the long run."
"Do I need to remind you that we are on a strict timetable for Human Instrumentality?" Gendo was wishing the monoliths had volume control by this point. "If any delays are caused by your overlook of possible risks, the responsibility lies solely on your head!"
"Please, your shouting is causing us more of a headache than the so called 'variation' in The Scenario." Even Chairman Lorenz was getting fed up with the Russian's shouting by this point. "After all, we have complete trust in Ikari's ability to turn the flow of events in our favour. You are capable of working towards Instrumentality from your end, right? Or are our collective trust in you misplaced, Ikari?"
"Of course, Chairman. The Scenario will proceed exactly according to prophecy. I will make sure of that." Gendo covered for himself. "I assure The Committee that there will be no threats to our plans."
"Excellent. With us extending control over the world's governments earlier this millennium as well as Robert Speedwagon's 「disposal」back in the 'fifties, it is unlikely we will encounter any major resistance." Lorenz said. "Regardless, we cannot afford to be too careless, especially not with the Speedwagon Foundation's recent activities as well as rumours regarding the American president. Hopefully our agent inside the foundation can shed light on the issue soon enough."
Finagle007
[Verified Great Old One]
- Pronouns
- He/Him/His
His heart and actions are utterly unclouded. They are all those of "Justice"!
Which is far, far more than I can say for any member of SEELE, or Gendo for that matter.
- Location
- Ohio
I have arrived!
As for Valentine, we don't know what these rumors are. He could be planning something to go against SEELE. SEELE's goal is for its members to turn themselves into an immortal space-thing. Funny Valentine would never dream of leaving America behind!
Didn't Pucci want humans to be in charge of their own fate or something? I'm not sure that's possible if humanity becomes one being.
As for Valentine, we don't know what these rumors are. He could be planning something to go against SEELE. SEELE's goal is for its members to turn themselves into an immortal space-thing. Funny Valentine would never dream of leaving America behind!
Good guess. All will be revealed in due time...
Thanks for coming over!
Canon!Pucci actually wanted humans to accept their fates on top of the whole "wanting to attain 'Heaven' for DIO" thing. As for this fic, let's just say there was a cult-related riot in Green Dolphin Street Prison in late 2011.
Valentine wants to [REDACTED].
p.s. Here's a teaser for a Stand that will be introduced in future chapters.
Stand Name: Lazarus
User: Unknown
Power: ?
Speed: ?
Range: ?
Endurance: ?
Precision: ?
Development Potential: ?
The Speedwagon Foundation's knowledge regarding Lazarus is spotty at best, with all information being based on second- or even third-handed sources and not considered reliable. It is currently unknown if the Stand actually exists or is simply a misinterpreted urban legend. The Stand's appearance as well as its user and performance data is currently unknown. The Stand's alleged power is to create an anchor for a deceased individual's soul using an object of special significance to the individual during their lifetime. The Speedwagon Foundation would like to remind everyone that the foundation takes pride in its diligence in researching Stand-related phenomena, and that there have been no officially confirmed instances of Stands resurrecting the dead.
Arjac
Retreating Backwards
CANDIDATES
- Kowaru/Rei: Because spooky angel bullshit
- Yui Ikari/Asuka's Mom: Because that sounds relevant to the EVA creation process.
Valentine want one thing and one thing only,Made America great again".
I think this is interesting scenario,I mean we know about conspiracy and plot,but will will happen we have too many conspiracy plot running on in the world?. Combine with vampire/Pillar man then we have interesting scenario.
I think this is interesting scenario,I mean we know about conspiracy and plot,but will will happen we have too many conspiracy plot running on in the world?. Combine with vampire/Pillar man then we have interesting scenario.
Finagle007
[Verified Great Old One]
- Pronouns
- He/Him/His
Cyrus 21
Kamen Rider/Spirit of Chaos
- Location
- Canterlot
America, fuck yeah.
- Location
- Ohio
Good lord, separating a quote is a bitch and half on an iPad.
Alright, so canon!Pucci would be against SEELE, people that wish to deny their fates, and Instrumentality probably wouldn't be considered heaven. In fact, canon!Pucci might have interpreted it as blasphemy!
A Lazarus Pit that makes Horcruxes?!
I'll be disappointed if a talking lamp doesn't show up!
Alright, so canon!Pucci would be against SEELE, people that wish to deny their fates, and Instrumentality probably wouldn't be considered heaven. In fact, canon!Pucci might have interpreted it as blasphemy!
A Lazarus Pit that makes Horcruxes?!
I'll be disappointed if a talking lamp doesn't show up!
I was actually listening to the David Bowie song when I thought of the Stand. I've never read or seen Harry Potter.
Thanks for the idea! This is a JoJo fanfic we're talking about. Anything can happen.
- Location
- Ohio
Happy Mother's Day, everyone! On a side note, I think I managed to hammer out my approach to designing fight scenes: just imagine how the fight would go in ASB or EoH, as well as what each character's moveset would be like.
- Location
- England, unfortunately.
- Pronouns
- She/They
Read through this fic so far. Seems pretty interesting, and an unusual choice for a crossover, but I suppose you can make it work. Heres hoping the next part comes out soon!
Thanks for coming by! My idea behind the fic was basically "I don't see a JoJo/Evangelion crossover. Why the hell not?" As for the next chapter, it'll be out by Tuesday night at the latest.
Chapter 2 - Brand New Days
A/N: I'll be honest; I'm starting summer school this week, so I can't guarantee a consistent update schedule from this point onwards. I will also go on a two-month hiatus starting in mid-June because of basic training. That being said, I'll try to have 2 or 3 chapters published before the hiatus, and I'll get back to working on the fic when I come back. Without further ado, here's the new chapter.
Gendo Ikari had always hated these virtual conference calls with the rest of SEELE. Although he nominally went along with SEELE's goal of achieving Third Impact, he had entirely different goals as well as methods of doing so. Unlike the old buffoons and his late father who talked about Instrumentality and human evolution, Gendo just cared about using Third Impact to meet his sorely-missed wife again. Everything he had done in the previous decade, from the abandonment of his only son to the takeover of NERV, was simply another stepping stone towards that goal.
Although Gendo did not particularly enjoy the meeting or any of the other SEELE members, it was the mysterious thirteenth member of the committee that irked him the most. The man, if he even existed, started appearing at the meetings about 10 years after the second impact. He also had a habit of mysteriously not turning up at certain meetings and never offering any explanation when he turned up the next time. In fact, Gendo did not even know what the person sounded like.
"I show up to all the meetings acting like I'm contributing something all the time, and the old men are still suspicious!" Gendo had confided to Fuyutsuki in the past after more than a few beers during happy hour. "This new asshole just shows up out of the middle of nowhere, doesn't make a single peep, and runs off more than a few times! How the fuck have the old men not kick him out yet is beyond me!"
Number 13 showed up this time, and is as silent as usual. In the meantime, the Russian representative was giving Gendo an earful.
"The Third Child's behavior was completely different from what we intended, Ikari!" The old man was getting irritated. "How can you be so sure the scenario will not suffer any delays as a result of this variation?"
"Gentlemen, I still coaxed him to pilot the Eva Unit and go into battle, did I not?" Gendo reassured the crowd. "Even with his current attitude, I have him firmly under my control. This variation in The Scenario is ultimately meaningless in the long run."
"Do I need to remind you that we are on a strict timetable for Human Instrumentality?" Gendo was wishing the monoliths had volume control by this point. "If any delays are caused by your overlook of possible risks, the responsibility lies solely on your head!"
"Please, your shouting is causing us more of a headache than the so called 'variation' in The Scenario." Even Chairman Lorenz was getting fed up with the Russian's shouting by this point. "After all, we have complete trust in Ikari's ability to turn the flow of events in our favour. You are capable of working towards Instrumentality from your end, right? Or are our collective trust in you misplaced, Ikari?"
"Of course not, Chairman. The Scenario will proceed exactly according to prophecy. I will make sure of that." Gendo covered for himself. "I assure The Committee that there will be no threats to our plans."
"Excellent. With us extending control over the world's governments earlier this millennium as well as Robert Speedwagon's 「disposal」back in the 'fifties, it is unlikely we will encounter any major resistance." Lorenz said. "Regardless, we cannot afford to be too careless, especially not with the Speedwagon Foundation's recent activities as well as rumours regarding the American president. Hopefully our agent inside the foundation can shed light on the issue soon enough. Now, moving on with today's agenda…"
Only five minutes into the meeting? Gendo quickly scanned his watch. This is going to be a long day.
Chapter 2 - Brand New Days
Tick.
"Ah, that was the best beer ever!" Misato slammed the newly empty beer can onto the table (her fifth for that meal) and quickly dug into her instant microwave dinner. "I gotta tell you, Shinji, nothing beats a nice home-cooked meal and an ice-cold beer after a long day at work!"
Tock.
Meanwhile, Shinji slowly stirred his portion of the strange mixture with the plastic fork in his right hand while resting his left cheek with his other hand propped on the table by the elbow.
Tick.
Misato quickly glanced up at Shinji as she wolfed down her meal. As if slowly realizing she was missing her car keys after leaving the office, Misato slowed her eating until coming to a complete halt, then she looked up at him.
Tock.
Meanwhile, Shinji continued to lazily stir his food, which was supposed to be chicken teriyaki according to the box, but was barely recognizable in reality. He paid Misato no heed as she stopped eating and started looking at him.
Tick.
"Is something wrong with the food, Shinji?" Misato asked as she leaned forward in her chair. "You haven't had a bite at all."
"No, it's not that, Miss Misato." Shinji mumbled as he looked up. "It's just that…I'm still trying to take it all in."
"What do you mean?"
"First dad abandons me and makes me go live with a relative I've never seen before. I go through some bad things in the new town because it's just so hard to adjust when you have your mom's death plus your dad ditching you." Shinji started complaining as he raised his hands in the air. "Then, just when I get used to living in Morioh and making some friends, dad just pulls me back here and expects me to go into that freaky robot without even saying hi!"
"I'm sure…"
"Now I can't even leave because there's not just one, but several more of those Angel things coming!" Shinji yelled. "What happens when I die or get crippled instead of just getting knocked out? What the hell would that say about the old man's parenting skills?"
"Shinji…"
"You know what pisses me off even more? The fact that good old dad was willing to make a crippled girl go out to face that thing." Shinji lowered his volume. "I don't know what's worse, sending that girl to go out or using that girl to make me go out."
"Come on…"
"I don't know what happened to him, but that's definitely not the father I remembered." Shinji said. "This man is just a bully and a thug."
"Shinji, don't you DARE talk about your father and superior officer like that!" Misato suddenly stood up and slammed her hands on the table. "You should be at least be grateful that you can see him again!"
"Why should I? He's the one that abandoned me than dragged me back here! He's the one who threatened to send an injured girl to her death!" Shinji stood up as well and stared at Misato in her eyes. "And wait, superior officer?"
"It's all in that information package I gave you, remember? Then again, the battle probably knocked all that out of your head. You father is in charge of a global organization who is the last and possibly the only effective line of defense against the Angels." Misato calmed down slightly. "His responsibility isn't just towards you anymore, but to the entire planet. If the Angels breach the GeoFront, it's all over. You can say he literally has the weight of the entire world on his shoulders."
"Just like Atlas." Shinji muttered as he recalled one of his lessons in Morioh.
"Yeah, you can say that. Just like Atlas" Misato relaxed considerably and sat back down. "Sorry for getting angry all of a sudden earlier. I don't really have a high tolerance for people who insult their fathers."
"Why?" The question instinctively came from Shinji's lips.
"My father died trying to save me." Misato shifted her gaze to a new can of beer she just picked up.
"I'm sorry. I should have brought up…"
"No, it's fine. Not talking about it makes it worse, but it's a story for another day." Misato looked at Shinji again before opening the can. "Let's just finish the meal and head to sleep early. We have a long day tomorrow."
"Why's that?"
"Orientation and meetings, Shinji." Misato rolled her eyes. "Orientation and meetings."
JUST. KILL. ME. NOW. The thought grew stronger and stronger in Shinji's mind as an extremely bored Misato led him on a tour throughout the NERV complex. Although Shinji was initially impressed by the high-tech equipment in the operations center and Evangelion launch bays, which were their first two stops, his excitement quickly died down when he realized that most of NERV was running on pre-Second Impact technology and, in the occasional corner, duct-tape.
"Due to most of the budget being allocated towards the operation and maintenance of the Eva Units, NERV leadership has determined that it would be prudent to prioritize the allocation of newer technology to departments directly related to the Eva Units, with the rest of NERV being upgraded based on need and budget availability." Misato recited from the notebook in her hand. "Appearances can be quite deceiving, since departments with older equipment can still function and are perfectly compatible with NERV's state-of-the-art command-and-control system and the MAGI supercomputers. NERV is perfectly capable of countering the Angel threat even with these equipment, which will be replaced in due time."
Soon enough, the duo reached the last stop: the central cafeteria. Judging from the bright, clean appearance, wide open spaces, and the sheer number of commercial food vendors, the cafeteria was one of the places where NERV spared no expenses on.
"Staff morale is extremely important to NERV, which is why NERV spared no expenses on the staff dining area. A well-fed employee is a happy employee. And this concludes our tour. I hope you enjoyed your introduction to NERV, and that you'll join us for a refreshing lunch at our state-of-the-art cafeteria." Misato said after suppressing several yawns in the process. "Well, we finally got that over with. Normally, we have someone assigned to do these tours, but I figured I'd show you around personally since I'm directly responsible for you and all that. Now, let's get some lunch. We still have more work to do after lunch."
"Like what?"
"Oh, you know, meeting the important people like your dad and Vice Commander Fuyutsuki, sizing you for your plugsuit, plus getting you set up for online learning."
"Wait, WHAT?"
"Come on, Shinji, did you honestly expect this tour to be your only introduction to NERV?" Misato chuckled. "We still need to cover NERV's history, safety information, code of ethics, as well as the user manual for the Eva Units."
"Agent Kaji, come on in. Have a seat." Said an old decrepit Russian Man as he waved his guest into the old apartment. "I trust you have what The Committee is looking for?"
"Of course." Ryoji Kaji replied as he shut the door behind him and settled into a comfortablelooking chair. "A lot of information regarding the Speedwagon Foundation's research as well as possible ties between them and President Valentine."
"Excellent. These files should be able to prove both the American President and the Foundation is plotting against us." The old man coughed as he placed the folders on a writing surface build into his wheelchair. "It will allow us to plan our next moves in order to neutralize any threats against Instrumentality. We can start by feeding certain 'theories' regarding them to the media outlets under our control, sully their reputation a little bit. How goes things with the Second Child?"
"She hasn't been my ward for the past few years, sir." Kaji replied as he stretched his legs. "The Italian Major seems to have taken good care of her, better than I ever could."
"I suppose so, but you are still aware of The Committee's objections during that time, are you not?" The old archaeologist said. "Having her under the care of anyone other than you could have grave consequences on The Scenario."
"I assure you as well as the rest of The Committee that I have been monitoring her and her guardian ever since she left my care." Kaji fibbed. "She poses no threat to SEELE's plans."
"Very well, then. I shall take your word for it, for now. Just remember that the consequences of deceiving us is severe, to say the list." The old Russian coughed as he moved the wheelchair around the cramped living room. "Now, is there anything else you wish to discuss with me? If not, then I request to be left alone to examine these documents in greater detail."
"There is one thing, actually. Something that a collector of your caliber would love to have." Kaji reached for his bag. "When I was spying on the Speedwagon Foundation, I found some very interesting artifacts."
The old man's previously dull eyes lit up for the first time in a few decades as Kanji handed him a flash drive and an intricately carved mask made stone with thick lips and long, sharp fangs hanging off the edges of the mouth.
"This is a Stone Mask, an otherwise unknown Central American artifact. Unknown, because every mask that was ever found is either destroyed or in the custody of the Speedwagon Foundation." Kaji explained. "The USB key I just handed you consists of all the data available on these masks, including copies of the original research notes dating back to the late 19th century."
"Fascinating." Was all the old SEELE member could say.
"Yes, indeed." Kaji got up again and headed for the door. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to head to Japan. Gendo Ikari hates to be kept waiting."
The old man ignored him as he caressed the mask with his fingers. As a collector of strange and occult items, these stone masks have always interested him not only because of their rarity, but the dark rumours surrounding these artifacts; rumours of eternal life and god-like powers, with only a small drop blood as the price. After caressing the mask for untold hours, he summoned a servant to make him a quick meal, then rolled his wheelchair over to his computer.
Valentine and The Foundation can wait. He thought. This is far more interesting. I may not need to rely on the promise of Instrumentality to escape this old, broken body after all.
Tokyo-3, Later that night
After finishing off their meal, Shinji volunteered to wash the dishes and clean off the table, tasks Misato was glad to hand off to him. Instead of just heading off to her room, however, Misato elected to sit in the dining room and watch. If Shinji noticed her there, he did not care as he went about his tasks, something Aunt Tomoko taught him well.
"A real man is willing to help around the house." He remembered his aunt's words as he put the dishes on the drying rack.
"Great work, Shinji." Misato said as she got up. Shinji then realized that she never changed out of her uniform after they got back.
"Let's go for a ride." Misato grabbed her car keys. "I have something to show you."
Shinji simply shrugged as he followed Misato down to the apartment complex's parking garage and into her car. From there, Misato drove to a path that seemingly led to the city's outskirts. After a few minutes, Shinji realized that they weren't going out, but up. Soon enough, they reached their destination: the highest point overlooking Tokyo-3. The place was designed specifically for tourists or just people looking for a change in perspective, with coin-operated binoculars, several benches, and long wooden deck that stretched the entire length of the cliff they were on.
"Whew, we made it just in time." Misato said as she sat down on the bench and motioned Shinji to do the same. "Now, just kick back and prepare to be amazed."
Within a couple of minutes, a loud civil defense siren pierced through the night sky. All over the city, blast door on the surface disengaged with a series of whirls and clangs, revealing what they were protecting. Shinji's eyes widened as skyscrapers and cranes rose gracefully from within the GeoFront. The gently ascending buildings filled up the skyline and transformed the seemingly flat and wreckage-strewn town into a bustling metropolis within a span of several minutes. As soon as the buildings reached their full height, mechanical locks engaged holding them in place. The whirls and clangs made by the locks and machinery seemed like music to Misato's ears as she smiled and enjoyed the view. Shinji too could sense the beauty of the entire scene.
"Wow, it's beautiful." Shinji said as the skyline lit up with a variety of colours just as the sun fully dropped below the horizon. "I…I don't even know what else to say."
"What a beautiful Tokyo-3, but this city isn't just for looks. It's also a massive fortress designed to keep the Angels at bay." Misato said admiringly. "There is no other place as pretty as this city, not just because of the bright lights, but also because you, I, your father, and the rest of NERV are willing to lay our lives on the line for it."
"Wow, I remember when your said dad has the weight of the world on his shoulders." Shinji said in amazement. "But seeing what we're protecting is another thing entirely!"
"It's great, isn't it? That day, you went into the Eva not just to protect Rei or to obey your father, but also to protect this beautiful city and everyone who lived in it." Said Misato. "Whenever you're in doubt about why you're doing this, just remember this night."
After admiring the city's view for a few more minutes, Misato and Shinji drove back to their apartment. Shinji didn't speak to Misato the entire time, being deeply lost in thought. After they got back to the apartment, Shinji finally spoke again.
"Major Katsuragi, do you mind if I make another phone call?" Shinji asked. "I want to speak to my cousin again."
"Of course, Shinji!" Misato smiled. "And please, just Misato will do."
Shinji thanked her and picked up the phone, then dialed Josuke's home number.
"Hey, cousin? I just wanted to ask you a couple of things." Shinji said. "One, how did you end up getting along with your dad in the end? Two, what exactly was that story about protecting Morioh Mr. Trussardi kept talking about?"
The next day
"And that's for putting my sister in the hospital!" A tracksuit-wearing teen yelled as his fist connected with Shinji's left cheek. To his surprise, his classmate didn't even flinch or try to deflect the fist, but took the punch head-on.
"Damn it, new kid!" Toji, according to the name emblazoned on his jacket, adopted a lunging position with his left fist raised above his right one. "Why don't you say something about yourself?"
"I had that one coming." Shinji replied curtly, ignoring the throbbing pain in his face.
"What?"
"I said: I had that one coming. I didn't even want to fight that thing, but I did it so an injured girl won't have to." Shinji hooked his thumbs into the belt loops on his pants as he shifted his weight onto his right leg, with the left leg straightened to the side. "I know I caused a lot of damage in that fight, so I'm sorry."
Toji simply roared and charged forward again, preparing to punch Shinji again, but Shinji simply caught his fist in midair and staired Toji down. Toji yelled and roared several more times trying to free his fist while grabbing onto Shinji's pin-laden shirt before a freckled schoolgirl who wore her brown hair in pigtails came over.
"Toji Suzuhara, are you getting yourself into trouble again?" The girl yelled, as Toji, Shinji, and a third glasses-wearing teen who stood on the sidelines turned to look at her.
"No…of course not, class rep!" Toji blushed as he lowered his arms and let go of Shinji. "We were…umm…we were."
"Don't lie to me! I saw you trying to pick a fight with the new kid." The class rep put her hands on her hips while leaning forward. "You better apologize to him right now, or you'll be in a world of trouble!"
Toji simply froze there looking at her for a few minutes, while Shinji wondered how a girl, even if she was a class rep, has so much influence over him. Then something clicked in his head as he remembered Koichi and Yukako.
"Well, what are you waiting for?" The girl was getting impatient. "I better have an apology from you before school starts! I'm not going anywhere until I hear it!"
"Look, new kid, I kind of overacted back there, with my sister being hurt and all. Truth is, I know that if it weren't for you, we would have all gotten killed." Toji turned towards Shinji and lowered his gaze to the ground. "The whole thing you did for that girl - It was probably Ayanami, wasn't it? – plus you just taking the punch like that, you got some serious balls, and I respect that. I'm sorry for flippin' out at you earlier; you get what I'm saying?"
"Apology accepted." Shinji smiled as he offered his hand for Toji to shake. "The name's Ikari, Shinji Ikari, and I moved here from Morioh."
"Toji Suzuhara, nice to meet ya." Toji took Shinji's hand. "That explains the badge on your shirt."
"My name's Kensuke Aida." The boy with the glasses interjected. "You can say I'm the brains to Toji's brawn."
"And I'm Hikari Horaki, and let me unofficially welcome you to Tokyo-3!" The girl shook Shinji's hand as well. "Now let's get to the classroom so you can formally introduce yourself!"
<====To Be Continued====
A red-haired young girl ran through the halls of the GEHIRN medical facility, her dress fluttering in the breeze. Her face was bright with excitement as she headed for the room her mother was held in, eagerly wanting to deliver the good news. She was selected to join some kind of elite program ran jointly by GEHIRN and the Luftwaffe that would turn her into an elite pilot of some sort as well as fast-tracking her through school and granting her a university degree.
"Mama, mama! They chose me! I'm an elite pilot now! I'm the best in the whole world! I promised to keep this secret, but I'll only tell you, mama!" Asuka Langley Soryu rehearsed the speech in her mind as she turned onto the hall on which her mom's room was located. "Everybody is so nice to me now! I don't feel lonely anymore! I'm okay now, even without papa. Look at me! Look at me, mama!"
Soon, she reached her mother's room. In a fit of excitement, she quickly twisted the doorknob and knocked the door open with her tiny shoulders, ignoring the fact that the lights were completely out and the strange coppery smell in the room.
"Look, mama!" She yelled. "Mama?"
Asuka's bright blue eyes slowly adjusted to the darkness with help from light from the hallway, and she noticed that her mother was not in bed. Asuka looked around the room, and noticed her mother hunched in the corner with her back turned towards her.
"Ma-mama?" Asuka still kept her big smile as she slowly stepped towards her mother. "I-I'm a pilot now…"
"Asuka, honey." Her mother turned her head, her voice weak. "Come here."
"Mama?" Asuka halted in her tracks, a few paces away from her mama.
"Come over, dear." Her mother slowly turned towards Asuka. "There's nothing to be afraid of."
As her mother turned to face her, Asuka could see that her mother was even more disheveled than the last time she visited. Her long blonde hair, the envy of many women in the past, was oily and clumped in raggedy strands, and her face was narrow due to malnutrition. What was even worse was her white hospital gown, now stained with blood. Looking down, Asuka soon found the source. Her mother carved a deep bloody line down the length of her left arm with what appeared to be a strange arrow. Blood flowed freely from the wound, exposing the bone below and staining the carpet she sat on.
"Come to heaven with me, Asuka." Her mother said firmly as she ripped out the arrow from her arm, spilling blood onto Asuka's face in the process. Asuka didn't even have time to scream as her mother stabbed the arrow into Asuka's stomach. The red-haired girl fell backwards with a loud scream; her entire world feeling like it was burning, even more painful than the wound in her stomach. She drifted in and out of consciousness, not knowing how long she had been doing so. Asuka remembered hearing a loud thud as she felt a wet sensation on her back and her mother's ragged breathing slowly becoming silent. After what seemed like an eternity, she heard footsteps in the room.
"Dr Soryu is dead. Second Child is in serious condition but stable." A voiced said. "We've also located the missing arrow."
With a sharp gasp, Asuka bolted upright in her bed. A quick glance at her bedside clock revealed the time being 0405. Cold sweat ran down her entire body as she took deep breaths, trying to calm her heart rate.
Ok, just like Coach taught you. Asuka made a "khoooh" sound as she remembered her training. Sendo calms the heart.
As her heart rate slowed, her palms emitted a warm yellow glow and bright sparks. Soon, Asuka was calm again, and she put her palms over her face.
Shit, I've been crying in my sleep again. Asuka thought. I better talk to him in the morning.
A/N: As always, feedback is more than welcome.
Gendo Ikari had always hated these virtual conference calls with the rest of SEELE. Although he nominally went along with SEELE's goal of achieving Third Impact, he had entirely different goals as well as methods of doing so. Unlike the old buffoons and his late father who talked about Instrumentality and human evolution, Gendo just cared about using Third Impact to meet his sorely-missed wife again. Everything he had done in the previous decade, from the abandonment of his only son to the takeover of NERV, was simply another stepping stone towards that goal.
Although Gendo did not particularly enjoy the meeting or any of the other SEELE members, it was the mysterious thirteenth member of the committee that irked him the most. The man, if he even existed, started appearing at the meetings about 10 years after the second impact. He also had a habit of mysteriously not turning up at certain meetings and never offering any explanation when he turned up the next time. In fact, Gendo did not even know what the person sounded like.
"I show up to all the meetings acting like I'm contributing something all the time, and the old men are still suspicious!" Gendo had confided to Fuyutsuki in the past after more than a few beers during happy hour. "This new asshole just shows up out of the middle of nowhere, doesn't make a single peep, and runs off more than a few times! How the fuck have the old men not kick him out yet is beyond me!"
Number 13 showed up this time, and is as silent as usual. In the meantime, the Russian representative was giving Gendo an earful.
"The Third Child's behavior was completely different from what we intended, Ikari!" The old man was getting irritated. "How can you be so sure the scenario will not suffer any delays as a result of this variation?"
"Gentlemen, I still coaxed him to pilot the Eva Unit and go into battle, did I not?" Gendo reassured the crowd. "Even with his current attitude, I have him firmly under my control. This variation in The Scenario is ultimately meaningless in the long run."
"Do I need to remind you that we are on a strict timetable for Human Instrumentality?" Gendo was wishing the monoliths had volume control by this point. "If any delays are caused by your overlook of possible risks, the responsibility lies solely on your head!"
"Please, your shouting is causing us more of a headache than the so called 'variation' in The Scenario." Even Chairman Lorenz was getting fed up with the Russian's shouting by this point. "After all, we have complete trust in Ikari's ability to turn the flow of events in our favour. You are capable of working towards Instrumentality from your end, right? Or are our collective trust in you misplaced, Ikari?"
"Of course not, Chairman. The Scenario will proceed exactly according to prophecy. I will make sure of that." Gendo covered for himself. "I assure The Committee that there will be no threats to our plans."
"Excellent. With us extending control over the world's governments earlier this millennium as well as Robert Speedwagon's 「disposal」back in the 'fifties, it is unlikely we will encounter any major resistance." Lorenz said. "Regardless, we cannot afford to be too careless, especially not with the Speedwagon Foundation's recent activities as well as rumours regarding the American president. Hopefully our agent inside the foundation can shed light on the issue soon enough. Now, moving on with today's agenda…"
Only five minutes into the meeting? Gendo quickly scanned his watch. This is going to be a long day.
Chapter 2 - Brand New Days
Tick.
"Ah, that was the best beer ever!" Misato slammed the newly empty beer can onto the table (her fifth for that meal) and quickly dug into her instant microwave dinner. "I gotta tell you, Shinji, nothing beats a nice home-cooked meal and an ice-cold beer after a long day at work!"
Tock.
Meanwhile, Shinji slowly stirred his portion of the strange mixture with the plastic fork in his right hand while resting his left cheek with his other hand propped on the table by the elbow.
Tick.
Misato quickly glanced up at Shinji as she wolfed down her meal. As if slowly realizing she was missing her car keys after leaving the office, Misato slowed her eating until coming to a complete halt, then she looked up at him.
Tock.
Meanwhile, Shinji continued to lazily stir his food, which was supposed to be chicken teriyaki according to the box, but was barely recognizable in reality. He paid Misato no heed as she stopped eating and started looking at him.
Tick.
"Is something wrong with the food, Shinji?" Misato asked as she leaned forward in her chair. "You haven't had a bite at all."
"No, it's not that, Miss Misato." Shinji mumbled as he looked up. "It's just that…I'm still trying to take it all in."
"What do you mean?"
"First dad abandons me and makes me go live with a relative I've never seen before. I go through some bad things in the new town because it's just so hard to adjust when you have your mom's death plus your dad ditching you." Shinji started complaining as he raised his hands in the air. "Then, just when I get used to living in Morioh and making some friends, dad just pulls me back here and expects me to go into that freaky robot without even saying hi!"
"I'm sure…"
"Now I can't even leave because there's not just one, but several more of those Angel things coming!" Shinji yelled. "What happens when I die or get crippled instead of just getting knocked out? What the hell would that say about the old man's parenting skills?"
"Shinji…"
"You know what pisses me off even more? The fact that good old dad was willing to make a crippled girl go out to face that thing." Shinji lowered his volume. "I don't know what's worse, sending that girl to go out or using that girl to make me go out."
"Come on…"
"I don't know what happened to him, but that's definitely not the father I remembered." Shinji said. "This man is just a bully and a thug."
"Shinji, don't you DARE talk about your father and superior officer like that!" Misato suddenly stood up and slammed her hands on the table. "You should be at least be grateful that you can see him again!"
"Why should I? He's the one that abandoned me than dragged me back here! He's the one who threatened to send an injured girl to her death!" Shinji stood up as well and stared at Misato in her eyes. "And wait, superior officer?"
"It's all in that information package I gave you, remember? Then again, the battle probably knocked all that out of your head. You father is in charge of a global organization who is the last and possibly the only effective line of defense against the Angels." Misato calmed down slightly. "His responsibility isn't just towards you anymore, but to the entire planet. If the Angels breach the GeoFront, it's all over. You can say he literally has the weight of the entire world on his shoulders."
"Just like Atlas." Shinji muttered as he recalled one of his lessons in Morioh.
"Yeah, you can say that. Just like Atlas" Misato relaxed considerably and sat back down. "Sorry for getting angry all of a sudden earlier. I don't really have a high tolerance for people who insult their fathers."
"Why?" The question instinctively came from Shinji's lips.
"My father died trying to save me." Misato shifted her gaze to a new can of beer she just picked up.
"I'm sorry. I should have brought up…"
"No, it's fine. Not talking about it makes it worse, but it's a story for another day." Misato looked at Shinji again before opening the can. "Let's just finish the meal and head to sleep early. We have a long day tomorrow."
"Why's that?"
"Orientation and meetings, Shinji." Misato rolled her eyes. "Orientation and meetings."
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The Next Day
JUST. KILL. ME. NOW. The thought grew stronger and stronger in Shinji's mind as an extremely bored Misato led him on a tour throughout the NERV complex. Although Shinji was initially impressed by the high-tech equipment in the operations center and Evangelion launch bays, which were their first two stops, his excitement quickly died down when he realized that most of NERV was running on pre-Second Impact technology and, in the occasional corner, duct-tape.
"Due to most of the budget being allocated towards the operation and maintenance of the Eva Units, NERV leadership has determined that it would be prudent to prioritize the allocation of newer technology to departments directly related to the Eva Units, with the rest of NERV being upgraded based on need and budget availability." Misato recited from the notebook in her hand. "Appearances can be quite deceiving, since departments with older equipment can still function and are perfectly compatible with NERV's state-of-the-art command-and-control system and the MAGI supercomputers. NERV is perfectly capable of countering the Angel threat even with these equipment, which will be replaced in due time."
Soon enough, the duo reached the last stop: the central cafeteria. Judging from the bright, clean appearance, wide open spaces, and the sheer number of commercial food vendors, the cafeteria was one of the places where NERV spared no expenses on.
"Staff morale is extremely important to NERV, which is why NERV spared no expenses on the staff dining area. A well-fed employee is a happy employee. And this concludes our tour. I hope you enjoyed your introduction to NERV, and that you'll join us for a refreshing lunch at our state-of-the-art cafeteria." Misato said after suppressing several yawns in the process. "Well, we finally got that over with. Normally, we have someone assigned to do these tours, but I figured I'd show you around personally since I'm directly responsible for you and all that. Now, let's get some lunch. We still have more work to do after lunch."
"Like what?"
"Oh, you know, meeting the important people like your dad and Vice Commander Fuyutsuki, sizing you for your plugsuit, plus getting you set up for online learning."
"Wait, WHAT?"
"Come on, Shinji, did you honestly expect this tour to be your only introduction to NERV?" Misato chuckled. "We still need to cover NERV's history, safety information, code of ethics, as well as the user manual for the Eva Units."
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Meanwhile, in Moscow
"Agent Kaji, come on in. Have a seat." Said an old decrepit Russian Man as he waved his guest into the old apartment. "I trust you have what The Committee is looking for?"
"Of course." Ryoji Kaji replied as he shut the door behind him and settled into a comfortablelooking chair. "A lot of information regarding the Speedwagon Foundation's research as well as possible ties between them and President Valentine."
"Excellent. These files should be able to prove both the American President and the Foundation is plotting against us." The old man coughed as he placed the folders on a writing surface build into his wheelchair. "It will allow us to plan our next moves in order to neutralize any threats against Instrumentality. We can start by feeding certain 'theories' regarding them to the media outlets under our control, sully their reputation a little bit. How goes things with the Second Child?"
"She hasn't been my ward for the past few years, sir." Kaji replied as he stretched his legs. "The Italian Major seems to have taken good care of her, better than I ever could."
"I suppose so, but you are still aware of The Committee's objections during that time, are you not?" The old archaeologist said. "Having her under the care of anyone other than you could have grave consequences on The Scenario."
"I assure you as well as the rest of The Committee that I have been monitoring her and her guardian ever since she left my care." Kaji fibbed. "She poses no threat to SEELE's plans."
"Very well, then. I shall take your word for it, for now. Just remember that the consequences of deceiving us is severe, to say the list." The old Russian coughed as he moved the wheelchair around the cramped living room. "Now, is there anything else you wish to discuss with me? If not, then I request to be left alone to examine these documents in greater detail."
"There is one thing, actually. Something that a collector of your caliber would love to have." Kaji reached for his bag. "When I was spying on the Speedwagon Foundation, I found some very interesting artifacts."
The old man's previously dull eyes lit up for the first time in a few decades as Kanji handed him a flash drive and an intricately carved mask made stone with thick lips and long, sharp fangs hanging off the edges of the mouth.
"This is a Stone Mask, an otherwise unknown Central American artifact. Unknown, because every mask that was ever found is either destroyed or in the custody of the Speedwagon Foundation." Kaji explained. "The USB key I just handed you consists of all the data available on these masks, including copies of the original research notes dating back to the late 19th century."
"Fascinating." Was all the old SEELE member could say.
"Yes, indeed." Kaji got up again and headed for the door. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to head to Japan. Gendo Ikari hates to be kept waiting."
The old man ignored him as he caressed the mask with his fingers. As a collector of strange and occult items, these stone masks have always interested him not only because of their rarity, but the dark rumours surrounding these artifacts; rumours of eternal life and god-like powers, with only a small drop blood as the price. After caressing the mask for untold hours, he summoned a servant to make him a quick meal, then rolled his wheelchair over to his computer.
Valentine and The Foundation can wait. He thought. This is far more interesting. I may not need to rely on the promise of Instrumentality to escape this old, broken body after all.
Tokyo-3, Later that night
After finishing off their meal, Shinji volunteered to wash the dishes and clean off the table, tasks Misato was glad to hand off to him. Instead of just heading off to her room, however, Misato elected to sit in the dining room and watch. If Shinji noticed her there, he did not care as he went about his tasks, something Aunt Tomoko taught him well.
"A real man is willing to help around the house." He remembered his aunt's words as he put the dishes on the drying rack.
"Great work, Shinji." Misato said as she got up. Shinji then realized that she never changed out of her uniform after they got back.
"Let's go for a ride." Misato grabbed her car keys. "I have something to show you."
Shinji simply shrugged as he followed Misato down to the apartment complex's parking garage and into her car. From there, Misato drove to a path that seemingly led to the city's outskirts. After a few minutes, Shinji realized that they weren't going out, but up. Soon enough, they reached their destination: the highest point overlooking Tokyo-3. The place was designed specifically for tourists or just people looking for a change in perspective, with coin-operated binoculars, several benches, and long wooden deck that stretched the entire length of the cliff they were on.
"Whew, we made it just in time." Misato said as she sat down on the bench and motioned Shinji to do the same. "Now, just kick back and prepare to be amazed."
Within a couple of minutes, a loud civil defense siren pierced through the night sky. All over the city, blast door on the surface disengaged with a series of whirls and clangs, revealing what they were protecting. Shinji's eyes widened as skyscrapers and cranes rose gracefully from within the GeoFront. The gently ascending buildings filled up the skyline and transformed the seemingly flat and wreckage-strewn town into a bustling metropolis within a span of several minutes. As soon as the buildings reached their full height, mechanical locks engaged holding them in place. The whirls and clangs made by the locks and machinery seemed like music to Misato's ears as she smiled and enjoyed the view. Shinji too could sense the beauty of the entire scene.
"Wow, it's beautiful." Shinji said as the skyline lit up with a variety of colours just as the sun fully dropped below the horizon. "I…I don't even know what else to say."
"What a beautiful Tokyo-3, but this city isn't just for looks. It's also a massive fortress designed to keep the Angels at bay." Misato said admiringly. "There is no other place as pretty as this city, not just because of the bright lights, but also because you, I, your father, and the rest of NERV are willing to lay our lives on the line for it."
"Wow, I remember when your said dad has the weight of the world on his shoulders." Shinji said in amazement. "But seeing what we're protecting is another thing entirely!"
"It's great, isn't it? That day, you went into the Eva not just to protect Rei or to obey your father, but also to protect this beautiful city and everyone who lived in it." Said Misato. "Whenever you're in doubt about why you're doing this, just remember this night."
After admiring the city's view for a few more minutes, Misato and Shinji drove back to their apartment. Shinji didn't speak to Misato the entire time, being deeply lost in thought. After they got back to the apartment, Shinji finally spoke again.
"Major Katsuragi, do you mind if I make another phone call?" Shinji asked. "I want to speak to my cousin again."
"Of course, Shinji!" Misato smiled. "And please, just Misato will do."
Shinji thanked her and picked up the phone, then dialed Josuke's home number.
"Hey, cousin? I just wanted to ask you a couple of things." Shinji said. "One, how did you end up getting along with your dad in the end? Two, what exactly was that story about protecting Morioh Mr. Trussardi kept talking about?"
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The next day
"And that's for putting my sister in the hospital!" A tracksuit-wearing teen yelled as his fist connected with Shinji's left cheek. To his surprise, his classmate didn't even flinch or try to deflect the fist, but took the punch head-on.
"Damn it, new kid!" Toji, according to the name emblazoned on his jacket, adopted a lunging position with his left fist raised above his right one. "Why don't you say something about yourself?"
"I had that one coming." Shinji replied curtly, ignoring the throbbing pain in his face.
"What?"
"I said: I had that one coming. I didn't even want to fight that thing, but I did it so an injured girl won't have to." Shinji hooked his thumbs into the belt loops on his pants as he shifted his weight onto his right leg, with the left leg straightened to the side. "I know I caused a lot of damage in that fight, so I'm sorry."
Toji simply roared and charged forward again, preparing to punch Shinji again, but Shinji simply caught his fist in midair and staired Toji down. Toji yelled and roared several more times trying to free his fist while grabbing onto Shinji's pin-laden shirt before a freckled schoolgirl who wore her brown hair in pigtails came over.
"Toji Suzuhara, are you getting yourself into trouble again?" The girl yelled, as Toji, Shinji, and a third glasses-wearing teen who stood on the sidelines turned to look at her.
"No…of course not, class rep!" Toji blushed as he lowered his arms and let go of Shinji. "We were…umm…we were."
"Don't lie to me! I saw you trying to pick a fight with the new kid." The class rep put her hands on her hips while leaning forward. "You better apologize to him right now, or you'll be in a world of trouble!"
Toji simply froze there looking at her for a few minutes, while Shinji wondered how a girl, even if she was a class rep, has so much influence over him. Then something clicked in his head as he remembered Koichi and Yukako.
"Well, what are you waiting for?" The girl was getting impatient. "I better have an apology from you before school starts! I'm not going anywhere until I hear it!"
"Look, new kid, I kind of overacted back there, with my sister being hurt and all. Truth is, I know that if it weren't for you, we would have all gotten killed." Toji turned towards Shinji and lowered his gaze to the ground. "The whole thing you did for that girl - It was probably Ayanami, wasn't it? – plus you just taking the punch like that, you got some serious balls, and I respect that. I'm sorry for flippin' out at you earlier; you get what I'm saying?"
"Apology accepted." Shinji smiled as he offered his hand for Toji to shake. "The name's Ikari, Shinji Ikari, and I moved here from Morioh."
"Toji Suzuhara, nice to meet ya." Toji took Shinji's hand. "That explains the badge on your shirt."
"My name's Kensuke Aida." The boy with the glasses interjected. "You can say I'm the brains to Toji's brawn."
"And I'm Hikari Horaki, and let me unofficially welcome you to Tokyo-3!" The girl shook Shinji's hand as well. "Now let's get to the classroom so you can formally introduce yourself!"
<====To Be Continued====
Little Asuka in Germany
GEHIRN Research Facility, 2005
A red-haired young girl ran through the halls of the GEHIRN medical facility, her dress fluttering in the breeze. Her face was bright with excitement as she headed for the room her mother was held in, eagerly wanting to deliver the good news. She was selected to join some kind of elite program ran jointly by GEHIRN and the Luftwaffe that would turn her into an elite pilot of some sort as well as fast-tracking her through school and granting her a university degree.
"Mama, mama! They chose me! I'm an elite pilot now! I'm the best in the whole world! I promised to keep this secret, but I'll only tell you, mama!" Asuka Langley Soryu rehearsed the speech in her mind as she turned onto the hall on which her mom's room was located. "Everybody is so nice to me now! I don't feel lonely anymore! I'm okay now, even without papa. Look at me! Look at me, mama!"
Soon, she reached her mother's room. In a fit of excitement, she quickly twisted the doorknob and knocked the door open with her tiny shoulders, ignoring the fact that the lights were completely out and the strange coppery smell in the room.
"Look, mama!" She yelled. "Mama?"
Asuka's bright blue eyes slowly adjusted to the darkness with help from light from the hallway, and she noticed that her mother was not in bed. Asuka looked around the room, and noticed her mother hunched in the corner with her back turned towards her.
"Ma-mama?" Asuka still kept her big smile as she slowly stepped towards her mother. "I-I'm a pilot now…"
"Asuka, honey." Her mother turned her head, her voice weak. "Come here."
"Mama?" Asuka halted in her tracks, a few paces away from her mama.
"Come over, dear." Her mother slowly turned towards Asuka. "There's nothing to be afraid of."
As her mother turned to face her, Asuka could see that her mother was even more disheveled than the last time she visited. Her long blonde hair, the envy of many women in the past, was oily and clumped in raggedy strands, and her face was narrow due to malnutrition. What was even worse was her white hospital gown, now stained with blood. Looking down, Asuka soon found the source. Her mother carved a deep bloody line down the length of her left arm with what appeared to be a strange arrow. Blood flowed freely from the wound, exposing the bone below and staining the carpet she sat on.
"Come to heaven with me, Asuka." Her mother said firmly as she ripped out the arrow from her arm, spilling blood onto Asuka's face in the process. Asuka didn't even have time to scream as her mother stabbed the arrow into Asuka's stomach. The red-haired girl fell backwards with a loud scream; her entire world feeling like it was burning, even more painful than the wound in her stomach. She drifted in and out of consciousness, not knowing how long she had been doing so. Asuka remembered hearing a loud thud as she felt a wet sensation on her back and her mother's ragged breathing slowly becoming silent. After what seemed like an eternity, she heard footsteps in the room.
"Dr Soryu is dead. Second Child is in serious condition but stable." A voiced said. "We've also located the missing arrow."
With a sharp gasp, Asuka bolted upright in her bed. A quick glance at her bedside clock revealed the time being 0405. Cold sweat ran down her entire body as she took deep breaths, trying to calm her heart rate.
Ok, just like Coach taught you. Asuka made a "khoooh" sound as she remembered her training. Sendo calms the heart.
As her heart rate slowed, her palms emitted a warm yellow glow and bright sparks. Soon, Asuka was calm again, and she put her palms over her face.
Shit, I've been crying in my sleep again. Asuka thought. I better talk to him in the morning.
A/N: As always, feedback is more than welcome.
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Cyrus 21
Kamen Rider/Spirit of Chaos
- Location
- Canterlot
And Kaji fuck everything up by giving a member of SELE a Stone Mask.
burningclaw2
The Power of the Tomato!
Kaji...*cocks bazooka*
- Location
- England, unfortunately.
- Pronouns
- She/They
Well, this update. Stone masks , shinji being boss, and Hamonsuka, oh my.
Eeeerm...I don't think you can cock a bazooka...But seeing as you have the explosive ordnance, I'll defer judgement on that to you.
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