Hey all! This is my first Evangelion fanfic. It takes place after the series and may seem a little confusing at first, but it all gets explained better later.

I do not, have not, nor I doubt ever will own NGE or any of it's characters. I do however own my own ideas and OCs.

After Third Impact failed, almost everyone was reborn. Two years after the original pilots started fighting the Angels, things have not calmed down as much as expected. For now this is a new threat, and with the absence of the original ones can new pilots take over and stop the enemy?

Warnings: Lots of OOCness but for a specific reason. May seem confusing at first, but it will be all explained later. Also there most of the main characters as well as several new ones. Rating is only expected to go up after a few chapters, when the "bulk" of the story and action takes place.

As always R/R!


CH 1 - The Rebirth of A New World

"So that's the idea behind Third Impact. Not much else is known about it. We are still learning only so much." a teacher walked away from the board and looked at his class, wondering what their reactions would be.

A boy raises his hand. The teacher awknowledged him. "Why didn't it happen?"

The teeacher sighed, "No one can say for sure. We may never know. Only a few do and they will never release that information."

Another girl raised her hand, "So many were killed. Shouldn't it be looked at as more of a tragedy?"

The teacher noddedin thought, "Excellent question. There was a lot behind it that we didn't understand. The organizations involving all that kept silent about it before and after. The point is that a great disaster was stopped and prevented. It would have changed the world completely and who knows what would have happened. We can only guess. But nothing did happen. It was stopped. That's why we are all here, because of the decision from one person."

A student with short black hairmumbledto himself. "Damn him! This is his fault! Who gets a say in what happens to us?"

A pink-haired girl raised her hand. "So we should all be thankful, shouldn't we? That we have another chance?"

The teacher sighed. He should have known that would be brought up. He could only hope it didn't start a debate. "Well that isn't as widely accepted as some think it should be. There are many that believe it all could have been prevented, but that our very bringers of "salvation" were the ones that initially started it. If they hadn't been built none of that would have happened. It's a very split topic."

Another girl asked, "So were the evas heroes or a curse?"

Before the teacher could answer, the black-haired boy jumped up, "How do you even have to ask that? Isn't it obvious? It's all because of them. My dad never liked the idea of an organization that determined how such threats were dealt with. No one listened to him though and now look where they are."

The teacher walked in front of his desk. He had to drop this before it got out of hand. "Now, we do not know everything..." Soon an arguement started with the entire class all voicing their opinions

Another girl with medium-length light brown hair slowly stood up, "That's not true!" The entire class stopped and turned to her. She was surprised to find that everyone had stopped arguing and were looking at her. She glanced over to the corner and saw some encouraging looks from a few of her classmates. Closing her eyes, she let out a deep sigh, before opening them and continuing. "They can't be considered the enemy. It was because of them that we all even survived this long to talk about it. We do not know what would have occured had Third Impact actually happened. It may have been more horrible than any of us could imagine. I think we should consider it a miracle we're even here, and be thankful to the ones that prevented it and risked their own lives to protect us from threats we couldn't even understand. They should get the recognition that they deserve as heroes."

Her speech echoed out of the speakers of another room in another location. A dark-haired woman smiled, "Toji would be so proud. Standing up for ones who couldn't do it themselves."

The blonde woman sitting at the desk never even looked up, "I guess you've taught her well then."

The dark-haired woman frowned, "I thought they weren't even supposed to really elaborate on Third Impact in school."

She still didn't look up, "They're not."

A devilish grin crossed the other woman's face, until the blonde continued, "We also aren't supposed to spy on them." Then she briefly looked at her temporarily silent companion before turning back to her work. "Even if it is just for surveillance."

They continued listenting to the debate.

A boy stood up with a smile, "Yeah, I mean they are heroes. Look at all they went through right?"

A snobbish girl stood up, "Oh yeah some heroes. I lived right down the hall from them and you could have been convinced otherwise. I never hurt so much yelling and fighting. And there was always something going on there. I can only imagine what actually went on in there. I'm sure it's nothing our parents would approve of."

Another girl nodded, "Oh yes they were just so mature. Oh, and such great role models you know. I mean they never did anything wrong, no matter where they were or what was going on. They were just so well behaved." Her sacrcasm wasn't even hidden.

"And so strange," a guy added, "I mean they were either psycho or just always kept to themselves. Really weird. No way they were normal."

Back in the other location, the dark-haired woman slammed her fist down on the desk and had a dangerous look on her face. "Damn it. What they hell do they know?"

The blonde chuckled and looked up at the angry woman, "Still looking out for them even after all this time, hmmm, Misato?"

Her companion didn't even look at her, "Damn it, Ritsuko. Why can't anyone ever keep their mouths shut?"

Ritsuko sighed, and stood up, looking at the other woman, "You know some of it's true. That's something you can't argue or change."

"But that's what made them who they were. You and I both know if they were different it would have never turned out the same."

"Yes, but they don't understand that and they never will. Just imagine how it would appear to someone else who didn't fully know."

Misato took a moment to look about that and somewhat paled, "I guess. But still-"

Ritsuko chuckled, "Anyways, we have preparations to make. The last thing we need is to fall behind."

Misato looked at the stack of papers in front of her with a sigh, "Yes, I guess." The blonde female smiled at her and the two woman walked out.

There was more arguing in the class until finally someone else spoke up. "Stop it!" The entire class, and teacher, looked over at the teacher's aid who was now standing up with a look of anger. "None of you know anything! So stop acting like you do. You're no different than them, expect they were actually willing to risk their lives and do something that would help others. Something I'm sure none of you would ever do! So stop your insults and blaming and grow up! Or learn more about what you're talking about before you say anything else." She walked out of the classroom and slammed the door. The class looked on in surprise before the teacher cleared his throat, "Alright, time to move on."

The girl with light brown hair turned towards the door. Hikari. She thought in sadness, knowing how hard that was.

Outside the classroom the older girl slid against the wall and cried, "It's not fair. It's just not fair. Why?"

Someone else was listening to the debate where the women had been. He stood up and walked over to the speakers. He heard the entire arguement, everything that was said. When a straight look on his face, he slowly reached out, and turned the transmission off. He stood there for a few minutes longer, before finally slowly turning and walking off.

Next Chapter: The city is under attack from a mysterious being. Can a new force work together and stop it? And can Misato guide them as well as she did before? Misato: It can't be!

Next Chapter: The Tale Begins Again In a New Light!