In this story, Shinji will be narrating everything that goes on. For he is telling us the story Except for character dialogues and the short texts after it. This should make for a good read but I must warn you, and lots may already know, my use of the tenses is poor, As far as I can tell, I have wrote it pretty much in present tense, I know I know, presence tense doesn't always make for a good story but it's the only way that comes with a small bit of ease to me. So anything written in past tense should be like that because it has to be. But hey, shit happens. edit: Strangly enough, all chapter after this are written in, I hope, past tense. I don't know how it happened but it did, but it is actually better for the story that way.

Shinji gets the powers of Superman. See how in this tale of adventure, romance and secrets that will change his life, and how all this seems to connect to an event that happened a long time ago. Shinji is still Shinji, powers or not. Please R&R thanks. The pairing A&S

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Last Son Of Eva

I have been having these strange dreams ... well I say strange but that's a normal thing to me. I guess you could say the dreams were happy, and left me with a feeling of freedom. Rapture is a good word to describe it. It's a little hard for me to understand these dreams. I always see myself floating, either just above my bed or just outside the apartment... and yet it holds no fear for me. It feels perfectly natural. Lately though the dreams have been a little different. I now find myself floating in the clouds, they feel cool to the touch as my hands and feet brushing against them. What's really strange about the dreams is that it's always night and nothing much changes. Even recurring dreams have some major differences when you have them. So why are mine always mostly the same?

"Hey Shinji! Come on! The bell has rang." Toji calls to Shinji.

Time for class and another boring lecture about second impact. It wouldn't be so bad if the teacher would actually tell us something useful. We all know what life was like before second impact and yet he always goes on about it, it's very depressing how people wont forget about the past ... like I'm one to talk.

I drift in and out of reality like I always do in class. I'm just swapping one boredom for the other but it helps to make the day move faster.

"Psst! Shinji! Take a look at this." Kensuke says getting ready to throw his cam corder.

Kensuke throws me his cam corder and I catch it only something different happens then I would expect. I don't know why but when I caught it is sort of got crushed. I look to Kensuke with shook all over my face. He looks like he was about to break out in tears and he would have if Asuka hadn't started laughing out loud. Perhaps she will be in a good mood for the rest of the day after witnessing that and hopefully leave me alone.

But how did I do that? How did I crush Kensukes cam corder? Did I even do that? Is this just some joke Toji and Kensuke are playing on me? From the way Kensuke is lovingly picking up the LCD screen, and other pieces that fell off, I don't think so.

"Shinji ... how ... why?"

What can I tell him? What should I tell him? I don't know what happened. "Kensuke ... I'm sorry. I don't know what happened. I have no idea how it happened." From the tears I can see forming behind I glasses, I really wish he would just tell me the whole thing is a joke. I do what I always do in situations like this. I ran.

Before long I find myself standing at a cliff edge over looking the city. And I have no idea how I got here so quickly. I'm not a fast runner and even a trained athlete couldn't do what I have just done in twenty minutes. What is happening to me? Does this have something to do with me breaking kensuke's cam corder? Or does it have something to do with my dreams? Are they all connected? It's probably best I don't think about it. But as my foot slips and I fall down the cliff, hitting any intruding piece of rock that gets in my way, the ability to fly would have been very useful. But something is odd about all this. I can feel the impacts of every rock I hit but I feel no pain. I'm twisting, turning in all directing after every rock I hit. Some I even hit head first and yet no pain or sense of being stunned about them impacts.

The last rock I hit turns me up right and I finally hit the ground feet first. But I don't fall over. I just stand there. My clothes all torn up, but no broken bones, no shooting pains, not a single scratch anywhere. This was all a little to much for me. I faint.

I must be dreaming again. I'm surrounded by clouds. The moon is so big it feels like I could touch it. But there never a moon in my dreams, and I have a feeling of being higher then I have been before. The clouds are below me now and I'm still going higher. I feel a little cold now and the sky is getting black, so very black.

I wake up in my bed, still in my torn clothes. I have no idea how I got here, though I know Misato will want an explanation. She can see straight through me when I lie. And telling her I don't know how I got home, and the truth on how my clothes got tattered won't work either. I may get lucky, Misato could have worked late.

I get out of bed and hide my clothes. I look around the house in nothing but my boxers and I did get lucky. Misato wasn't home. But there was a note from Asuka on the table. All it said was I am dead. She probably had to make her own dinner and was upset about it. I don't blame her for that, her cooking isn't much better the Misatos'.

I quickly get showered, dressed made an apology meal for Asuka just as she walks into the kitchen rubbing one eye. Kensuke and Toji say Asuka isn't cute, but they don't get to see her in the morning. Her defences are weakest in the morning and stay like that for a while if no one gets on her nerves. She won't admit it but she must feel really comfortable around me and Misato.

Just as I expected, Asuka ignored me while she ate her breakfast, though as I slowly at mine, I caught every time she looked up at me. She looked conflicted on whether she should ask about last night or just drop it as it would ruin the meal and calm atmosphere. She didn't notice me for some reason and I'm sure I was looking right at her. But whatever the reason I'm just happy that that Asuka didn't get angry.

Asuka left after the meal, after a wash and getting dressed. I don't know where she went but I had other worries. I had to get Kensuke a new cam corder.

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