The Beginning Of Something New
Prologue
Based on characters created by and copyright by GAINAX
Shinji lay face down in a pool of LCL as Misato ran towards him. She kneeled next to him on the cat walk in front of
eva unit-1. It had been a month since his battle with the fourteenth angel, but to him it seemed only a few moments ago that he
had called it a "filthy, stinking monster" and now he was lying there on the cold, metal floor completely drained with only one
cloudy memory of what had happen to him within the beast.
Misato watched as medical personnel arrived, placing him on a stretcher and wheeling him off . She followed as far as
she could and her eyes strung after him as he was wheeled into the E.R, the doors closing behind them. With a heart filled with
concern for the boy, joy and sorrow that he had returned, she sat down on a near by bench burring her face in her hands and
crying softly to herself as Kaji appeared. Gently, he placed an arm around her, trying to comfort her, as she turned and rested
her head against his shoulder, returning the embrace. He ran his fingers comfortingly through her hair, softly rocking her. As he
held her, he looked towards the doorway that Shinji had been wheeled through.
What had happened was shocking, to say the least. From all indications, they had failed to bring him back, yet he had
seen with his own eyes, the core light up before spilling the young pilot onto the cat walk. What happened to Shinji and why
was he returned? He filed these thoughts in the back of his mind as he helped Misato to her feet giving one last look to the
doorway before the two walked away.
In the hospital, a wounded Rei lay quietly in her bed listening as the doctors wheeled someone by in a hurry. She could
only guess at who it was, but something told her it was him. She had felt a wave of dread past through her as she saw them
wheel Shinji into the E.R.
He was the only one who treated her like an individual, not as a doll, and now he was hurt, and, most likely, dying. She
closed her eyes and thought back to the times they had talked together and how his eyes would light up when she smiled, as
rare as it was.
She didn't know how long she had been thinking about him, but she had dosed off and now woke as the simulate sun
climbed into the sky, shinning on her alabaster skin.
'What is this I feel for him?' she asked silently. 'Why does his presence make me feel... special?' Slowly and with
labor, she stood up and walking to his designated room to see if he was there as of yet. As she reached the doorway she
saw him hooked up to different machines, one of which was beeping in unison with his heart. Quietly, she sat down next to his
bed watching the blanket rise and fall with every breath he took. She looked away as a young nurse walked into the room,
some-what startled.
"Ms. Ayanami," she started to scold, " you shouldn't be wondering around. Now, come on, I'll escort you to your
room."
Rei just turned and looked on to Shinji's face. "I think I will remain here for a while." She said quietly.
The woman stood in thought for a moment and decided to take pity upon the First Children and shortly left, after
retrieving information from said machines.
Rei hadn't even noticed the nurse leave as she was too engrossed in herself, trying to figure out what it was she felt,
how it happened that she, a dummy, could feel such a thing, and why she felt it for the Third Child. Gently and hesitantly,
she placed her had on his, not fully knowing why.
"Can you even hear me, Shinji?" She asked, her voice barely audible. Her crimson eyes shimmered as a single tear
rolled down her left cheek. She had no idea how (uncertainty not being a new feeling for her lately), but she could feel him
slipping away as she held his hand in hers. If nothing was done he'd be gone and her feelings of specialty would leave with him.
She'd only be a doll again and she could do nothing to stop him from leaving her.
She squeezed his hand softly trying her best to push away this wave of despair. It only occurred to her for a second
that Shinji was the cause of her new found aching. She just needed to get as close as possible to him and it all would go away,
she was sure of it. Climbing on to his bed, she let out a sigh, trying to relieve her physical pains. A world of thoughts played
behind her blank face before she broke down.
"Please, Shinji..."
In his office, Gendo Ikari and Koso Fuyutsuki looked down at the doctors report on Shnijis condition.
The second commander place his hand on his superior's shoulder. "I'm sorry, old friend ." He gave one the last look at
the monitor before looking away, out the window. He just couldn't stand it and he didn't understand why Ikari wasn't upset.
After all, his son and daughter figure were slowing dying in front of him. Having seen all he could take, Koso walked out of the
office, heading off to give the bad news in person. Koso failed to notice, though, a tear streak down Ikari's cheek.
Speacail thanks to the The Rookie Reviewer for all the help making this fic as good as it is.
Prologue
Based on characters created by and copyright by GAINAX
Shinji lay face down in a pool of LCL as Misato ran towards him. She kneeled next to him on the cat walk in front of
eva unit-1. It had been a month since his battle with the fourteenth angel, but to him it seemed only a few moments ago that he
had called it a "filthy, stinking monster" and now he was lying there on the cold, metal floor completely drained with only one
cloudy memory of what had happen to him within the beast.
Misato watched as medical personnel arrived, placing him on a stretcher and wheeling him off . She followed as far as
she could and her eyes strung after him as he was wheeled into the E.R, the doors closing behind them. With a heart filled with
concern for the boy, joy and sorrow that he had returned, she sat down on a near by bench burring her face in her hands and
crying softly to herself as Kaji appeared. Gently, he placed an arm around her, trying to comfort her, as she turned and rested
her head against his shoulder, returning the embrace. He ran his fingers comfortingly through her hair, softly rocking her. As he
held her, he looked towards the doorway that Shinji had been wheeled through.
What had happened was shocking, to say the least. From all indications, they had failed to bring him back, yet he had
seen with his own eyes, the core light up before spilling the young pilot onto the cat walk. What happened to Shinji and why
was he returned? He filed these thoughts in the back of his mind as he helped Misato to her feet giving one last look to the
doorway before the two walked away.
In the hospital, a wounded Rei lay quietly in her bed listening as the doctors wheeled someone by in a hurry. She could
only guess at who it was, but something told her it was him. She had felt a wave of dread past through her as she saw them
wheel Shinji into the E.R.
He was the only one who treated her like an individual, not as a doll, and now he was hurt, and, most likely, dying. She
closed her eyes and thought back to the times they had talked together and how his eyes would light up when she smiled, as
rare as it was.
She didn't know how long she had been thinking about him, but she had dosed off and now woke as the simulate sun
climbed into the sky, shinning on her alabaster skin.
'What is this I feel for him?' she asked silently. 'Why does his presence make me feel... special?' Slowly and with
labor, she stood up and walking to his designated room to see if he was there as of yet. As she reached the doorway she
saw him hooked up to different machines, one of which was beeping in unison with his heart. Quietly, she sat down next to his
bed watching the blanket rise and fall with every breath he took. She looked away as a young nurse walked into the room,
some-what startled.
"Ms. Ayanami," she started to scold, " you shouldn't be wondering around. Now, come on, I'll escort you to your
room."
Rei just turned and looked on to Shinji's face. "I think I will remain here for a while." She said quietly.
The woman stood in thought for a moment and decided to take pity upon the First Children and shortly left, after
retrieving information from said machines.
Rei hadn't even noticed the nurse leave as she was too engrossed in herself, trying to figure out what it was she felt,
how it happened that she, a dummy, could feel such a thing, and why she felt it for the Third Child. Gently and hesitantly,
she placed her had on his, not fully knowing why.
"Can you even hear me, Shinji?" She asked, her voice barely audible. Her crimson eyes shimmered as a single tear
rolled down her left cheek. She had no idea how (uncertainty not being a new feeling for her lately), but she could feel him
slipping away as she held his hand in hers. If nothing was done he'd be gone and her feelings of specialty would leave with him.
She'd only be a doll again and she could do nothing to stop him from leaving her.
She squeezed his hand softly trying her best to push away this wave of despair. It only occurred to her for a second
that Shinji was the cause of her new found aching. She just needed to get as close as possible to him and it all would go away,
she was sure of it. Climbing on to his bed, she let out a sigh, trying to relieve her physical pains. A world of thoughts played
behind her blank face before she broke down.
"Please, Shinji..."
In his office, Gendo Ikari and Koso Fuyutsuki looked down at the doctors report on Shnijis condition.
The second commander place his hand on his superior's shoulder. "I'm sorry, old friend ." He gave one the last look at
the monitor before looking away, out the window. He just couldn't stand it and he didn't understand why Ikari wasn't upset.
After all, his son and daughter figure were slowing dying in front of him. Having seen all he could take, Koso walked out of the
office, heading off to give the bad news in person. Koso failed to notice, though, a tear streak down Ikari's cheek.
Speacail thanks to the The Rookie Reviewer for all the help making this fic as good as it is.