Brain dead 12 ½ studios presents:
Eva Hulk
(Either the best idea I've ever had or the worst.)
I own nothing that's going to be showing up anytime soon
Okay this one…Well when I started it there was no other Evangelion She Hulk mix out there. Of course it happens the guy that wrote the other one both got here first and is a much better writer then I am but what the heck I've already made a fool of myself with this on deviant art so why not? Oh by the by if you see some similarities to OrionPax09's writing well he consented to be my editor for this fic, here's hoping the mental scarring will be minimal. One more thing, we're starting at the Jet Alone bit (But don't expect a dialogue transcript), since till then things aren't hugely different, and after…Well you'll see.

Chapter 1: New developments
(Or this time Jet Alone has a reason to be in the series)

The whole sordid affair began, or at least began to get more sordid, one morning in the fine (if your into really cheap real estate) city of Tokyo 3, more specifically in the household of one Misato Katsuragi, member of NERV, strategist, lover of all things alcoholic, source of wet dreams for the local boys, and professional slob on a good day.

That morning, as was usual, her roommates Shinji Ikari and Pen Pen were having breakfast, the boy muching on some jellied toast while the bird gulped down sardines in perfect synch. Shinji was, in many people's opinion, the Prozac poster child, pilot of Evangelion Unit 01, a 400 ft tall bio-mechanical death machine, who was the visual definition of a 98 pound weakling and founder of the Tokyo 3 whipping boy club. As for Pen Pen, he was warm water penguin who, other then being something of a boozehound had no real problems (unless you counted a slight sexual dysfunction that didn't really make much difference in this part of the world anyhow) and thus held the title of the happiest being in the city.

As the two of them ate, almost halfway through breakfast, a blurry-eyed would Misato stumble into the room clad in her usual sleep wear basically short shorts a halter top and a vest. As always, she was a sight, showing a fair amount of skin, but as she was so obviously in that blurry zone between awake and asleep, her natural attractiveness was rather muted.

"Morning…" she mumbled after yawning heavily. Soon she was sitting at the table, chugging down traditional beer at a speed normally only possible if the laws of physics were drastically altered. "Alright! That's the way to start the day!" Shinji just sighed, as he did a lot these days. Naturally Misato noticed. "What's bothering you?"

"Do you always have to do that in the morning?" he asked quietly. "It's embarrassing."

"You got a problem with tradition?" she said folding her arms.

"No but I'm pretty sure sake's the only liquor that's a breakfast tradition…"

"Well there's still such a thing as doing it in spirit." Another sigh was the only reaction she got.

"Well I'm finished." said Shinji, who then set about cleaning things up, "Oh by the way, are you really coming to that parent meeting?"

"Of course I am. You are part of my job."

"So that's all it is to you…"

"Huh?"

"Oh, nothing…" At that moment, the doorbell rang, announcing the arrival of the idiot duo as know as Toji and Kensuke, Shinji's friends from school. Shinji quickly made his way to the door, naturally nearly being knocked over by the two masses of hormones that his friends tended to be if there was even a vague chance of Misato being around (one can hardly blame them) as soon as he opened it.

"Morning, Shinji," they said in duplicate. "Hey, Misato! We're leaving now!"

"See you later boys!" she replied, throwing them a small but very effective tease.

Shinji just groaned and hustled his friends out the door.

"Wouldn't you know it?" mused Misato a moment later. "He's finally settling in and the first thing he does is start complaining." She grinned. "A boy after my own heart! Well, better get on with things."

Nothing much of note happened after that. Although Misato managed to annoy Shinji again when she showed up at school, barreling through the parking lot, coming within a hairsbreadth of crashing several times before finally skidding into a spot. As usual her fan club had rushed to the window, always looking for a chance to stare at her. She just smiled, throwing a quick 'V' sign and got on with things.

Then, after the meeting, it was time for the daily trip to NERV for the usual battery of tests. Which for Shinji meant long periods of time sitting around in the entry plug, essentially a tube that was usually filled with a rather foul smelling liquid, implanted in the neck of a giant, two-eyed, one-horned non-flying purple Angel-eater. As it often did at times like this, the young boy's mind wandered musing that despite the fact he'd been doing this for a while, he still knew next to no nothing about either the Eva or the Angels he fought with it.

Just what is this thing anyway…? This entry plug smells a lot like blood but I feel so…comfortable in it…I just don't know… he thought.

However his thoughts were soon interrupted by Doctor Ritsuko Akagi, NERV's chief scientist and poorly covered up peroxide blonde. "Okay Shinji we're done," she told him. Some time later, he had left the plug, changed into his regular clothes, and joined Misato and Ritsuko.

After a while he decided to strike up a conversation about one of the many things that had been bothering him since his arrival. "So," Shinji started as the three rode one of the numerous lifts, "Second impact wasn't a meteor?"

"Right. Most of what really happened has been buried in various cover-up ops. What really happened was that the First Angel was found in the artic. It woke up when an attempt to study it was made and….well we all know what happened after that…." Ritsuko explained before going back to pouring over the clipboard she was carrying.

"Wish they'd spend that kind of money on us," mumbled Misato. "We're the only ones that can fight the Angels and we're practically starving."

"Man cannot live by Eva alone," Ritsuko shrugged. Except maybe the commander, she added mentally. "Besides, taking care of all the refugees isn't cheap. Oh, that reminds me! Speaking of budgets, guess who's going to be the reps at the conference tomorrow?"

"Right," sighed Misato. "Lucky us."

"Can't be helped. Just be glad we didn't get stuck with what the Commander's doing."

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The next morning, Shinji and Pen Pen were once again having breakfast, completely failing to notice that they were eating in synch with each other when they received a shock. Instead of dragging herself into the room in her usual morning daze, Misato entered the dining area wide awake and wearing a dress uniform that neither of them were even aware she had!

"Good morning," she spoke clearly to her rather dumbstruck housemate, not a hint of alcohol deprivation in her voice as she put her shoes on. "I probably won't be home until late tonight so go ahead and order something."

"Uh...Oh okay." Said Shinji still trying to recover from the sight of a put-together and utterly gorgeous Misato.

"Goodbye." And with that, the (for once all) business Captain was off. Her first stop was NERV, where she got a helicopter with Ritsuko, and was soon heading for old Tokyo.

"It's hard to believe..." she mumbled, looking out the window at the mostly ruined city. "That this place used to be a thriving capital."

"Yes," Ritsuko agreed.

"Why hold the conference here anyhow?"

Ritsuko just shrugged then added, "I frankly don't care enough to try to figure out these things."

"Good point. Let's just concentrate on getting through this." Some time later, the two sat alone at a large table surround by the much more crowded tables of everyone else involved in the project. With the possible exception of Misato, who was busy holding her head in her hands and trying not to fall asleep, they were all listening to the rather self-absorbed speaker prattle on.

When it finally came to question time, Ritsuko's hand shot up before the speaker even finished the announcement. "Ahh, the famous Dr. Akagi. So glad you could make it."

"Thank you," she responded, rising to her feet. "I'd like to ask something; isn't using a gamma reactor in a land-based weapon designed for hand-to-hand combat a bit dangerous?"

"It's seems more practical than a weapon that loses power after five minutes."

"Say what you want, but considering the lack of defense, aren't you taking a big risk?"

"Perhaps, but considering the mental damage done to the pilots of the Evangelion, and all that business with them going out of control, even if Jet Alone lacks an AT Field I'd say it's safer." Developing a rather nasty twitch, Ritsuko stared at the speaker in amazed irritation. As for Misato, whose temper was making itself known to her, was barely able to restrain herself from venting her ire. that lasted as long as it took them got to the locker room, where she let it all out.

"Oh, that smart-ass son of a..." she shouted, kicking a locker that was already well on its way to having a hole in the door. "I'd like to ram his fool head into this locker and kick it and kick it and kick it!"

"Don't worry about it, he's just desperate for attention," Ritsuko stated.

"Maybe, but how did that smug SOB know about the AT Field?"

"How did something so classified get out...?" Ritsuko wondered absently while burning the information packet they'd received on arrival.

"Intelligence must be dragging its ass! Damn it all!"

"Well, if you're done venting, I suppose we should go. The demonstration should be starting soon."

A short time later, they were both leaning against a wall by the observation window, again being conspicuous in their lack of excitement about the whole thing. Taking a look at the Jet Alone robot, both of them agreed it was rather silly looking, sporting long thin arms that reached almost to its knees, no real head to speak of, and a general stick-up-the-ass posture (although to be fair, that last one was something the Evas tended towards as well).

"Well," Misato decided, "The Evas are more dignified….relatively speaking…"

After a few last words from the speaker and a few last minute checks the machine rumbled to life, a series of six lead control rods rising from its shoulders, and it began slowly walking forward.

"They got it to walk, that's an accomplishment." Misato remarked sarcastically, as she'd finally given in and had a look.

Meanwhile, Ritsuko was ignoring the situation completely while mentally counting down from five. When she got to one, the trouble started, Jet Alone deciding it really didn't like the idea of stopping, or walking slow for that matter. After stomping through the building, giving it a new skylight in the process, it started legging it for more populated stomping grounds. Making matters even worse was that its gamma reactor was building towards critical, and would soon meltdown!

"Well," Misato got out after coughing a few times from all the dust that had been kicked up "This is a fine mess!"

"I don't understand..." said the rather shaken speaker. "We planned for everything, this is impossible."

"Your about to have an impossible explosion!" Misato stated. "There any chance of it stopping on its own?"

"Well," said one of the techs. "The chance of that happening…I don't even think I can calculate that...It would be an act of god."

"Acts of men are better then acts of god," Misato countered before addressing the speaker. "Give me the password to the computer core."

"I don't have clearance to give you that."

"Then you'd better talk to whoever you need permission from, we're short on time!"

He quickly made a call, and then a second, and a third leading to a horrifically annoyed Misato. Finally a tech took an axe to the console. "The main hatch lock opens when the signal is cut off, you should be able to get in," the tech explained.

"Hope." The speaker finally muttered, unable to face anyone. "That's the password."

"Thanks," Misato responded, quickly heading to the locker room and pulling out her phone. "I need a radiation suit, a transport and Unit One here quick."

A few moments later she and Ritsuko were back in the locker room. "And just what are you planning?" wondered an annoyed Ritsuko.

"I'll override the computer manually."

"Even by your standards, this is a crazy idea!" Misato didn't respond, quickly donning the suit and left to meet the transport. Unnoticed, Ritsuko smiled slightly. An idea we knew you'd have. She then pulled out her cell phone and hit her speed dial. "Commander...Yes, she's going to do it. Right, everything's been arranged."

Sometime later, Misato was aboard the transport giving the lowdown to Shinji.
"Are you nuts?" he asked.

"Oh, don't worry, Unit One's armor can handle the explosion, and your AT Field will take care of the heat and radiation! You should be fine!"

"I'm not worried about me!" Shinji protested, only to have her put a finger to his lips.

"I have to do what I can." Misato then stood up before turning to the pilot. "Once you drop us off, get to a safe altitude and wait it out."

"Right. We're directly over the target."

"Got ya. Okay Shinji, time to go."

"Alright," he sighed.

As soon as the drop sequence was complete, Eva One was charging after the other machine (which by this point was doing a fine impersonation of a headless chicken), with Misato riding along in its hand. Quickly catching up, Shinji deposited Misato on the other machine's back.

After coming very close to an involuntary swan dive Misato managed to find the hatch and make her way inside, while Shinji concentrated on attempting to get Jet Alone to stop running. Meanwhile, Misato scurried to the internal computer terminal, and after a quick glance at the reactor cooling rods, quickly entered the password.

"Error?!" She screamed after inputting the password. She tried it again, only to have similar results. Then, heaving a deep breath, she looked at the cooling rods. "Well this isn't going to work...those things are probably about half a ton each…but if that's the only way to keep this thing from melting down, I guess I'll have to try the long shot!"

She then began to try to push the rods back into position. As she grunted and strained, the radiation level spiked, causing an odd thing to happen, namely her eyes suddenly began to take a rather green hue. However, a moment later the computer suddenly accepted the password and everything shut down, stunning Misato and leaving her feeling drained, her eyes returning to their normal color.

"Misato!" shouted Shinji.

"I'm here…" she said slumping down, suddenly exhausted.

"You're alright! It's a miracle!"

"Yeah…but someone planned it…." Misato whispered. "And somehow I get the feeling there's more to this then just derailing the Jet Alone project…"

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Later that day, Ritsuko was reporting in at Gendo's office.

"Everything seems to have gone according to plan," she informed the commander. "The information recorded by the suit Captain Katsuragi wore indicates she did absorb enough of the gamma rays to produce the mutation, but apparently the shock of the situation reversing threw her out of her anger before the change was triggered. Still…it should only be a matter of time before we have confirmation."

"Good," said Gendo. "This should give us the leverage we need. Watch her closely and when we have confirmation, we'll proceed with Rei."

"Yes, sir." Ritsuko responded before leaving the commander's office, and soon began brooding. "Sorry about this, Misato," she muttered softly. "Then again, for all I know, you might actually get to like it." She shook her head then hurried off. If nothing else this was going to make life a little more interesting.

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The next day, things started out more or less as usual, with Misato back to her usual behavior, causing many groans for Shinji particularly when she asked him if he'd seen any clean bras laying around. However, as she made her usual trip to NERV, she noticed a few odd things. For the first time ever, the highway patrol seemed to be on duty, which due to her usual method of driving ended up with her having a fine an Eva couldn't jump over. Then when she finally got to headquarters, she managed to get lost for the first time since she'd first brought Shinji there. Then, figuring she needed a little liquid comfort, she found out the liquor vending machine was out of order.

"Come on, damn it!" she shouted, kicking the machine, "I need my medicine!" Finally after about ten minutes of that she grunted and after giving the machine one last good kick headed off to the lounge, hoping a little coffee would improve her mood. However this didn't go well either as the coffee turned out to be even worse than usual. "What the…?" she grunted after nearly gagging on the foul brew. "Did someone put LCL in the machine again?! This tastes like it came out of an oil can!"

Things continued in this manner, with Murphy's Law suddenly being enforced round the clock. Finally, in a spectacularly foul mood, Misato ducked into a ladies room, only to find that every stall was broken.

"Oh, for the love of…is everything going to go wrong today!?" Misato bellowed, wiping her brow. Damn! she thought. It sure is awful hot in here all of the sudden! She also became aware of something else; her clothes, which were usually fairly on the tight side to better show off her assets, seemed to suddenly be getting tighter. Misato couldn't think that much about it before a sudden dizzy spell had her staggering and sent her mood straight into the deep end of abysmal. Her eye color again began to change as she growled, "Great, I'm getting sick on top of everything else!! I am just so pissed off!!!!!"

That last word had hardly left Misato's mouth when her eyes blazed green. A sudden, sharp stomach pain doubled her over, causing her to fall to the floor. "What the…?" she groaned as her body suddenly began to change. Slowly and painfully, her arms began to bulge, the already toned muscles expanding rapidly into mountainous bundles of steel, her legs following suit, stretching and throbbing. Her shoes burst apart as her feet outgrew them. Glancing down at her chest, Misato saw that her breasts were in a similar state, straining the fabric of her dress horrifically before finally causing it to explode, destroying her bra in the process. Misato gasped at the size of her burgeoning bust, which have looked ridiculous, if not for the fact that the rest of her body was also exploding out of her clothes.

While all that was going on, Misato's stomach muscles pulsed in time with her growth spurts, her abs slowly hardened and expanded, soon becoming an iron-hard six-pack. Even her hair seemed to be expanding, though not nearly as spectacularly as the rest of her. The growth wasn't the only change that was occurring; her skin began to take on a pale green hue. Starting with a slight green tinge at her cheeks, it quickly spread to the rest of her body, slowly but surely darkening it. As the change progressed, it became more and more difficult to think, a haze settling over Misato's mind.

Misato stared in confused fascination at her expanding arms, the change being at once the most painful and exhilarating experience she'd gone through in her life. What the hell is this?! she thought, trying to fight off the haze. I feel so strong…like I could tear this whole place apart!! How, what…?! Finally, her mind threw up its metaphorical hands and gave up trying to form coherent thoughts as a final growth spurt tore its way through her, leaving the tattered remnants of her clothes strewn about the floor.

The transformation ended and what was formally Misato Katsuragi rose unsteadily to her feet, now a magnificent muscle-bound, emerald-skinned giant. She let out a massive roar that shook the building, and then began to ponder. She really had no idea what had just happened, or what to do next. Also she was not all that sure what she was. Thinking was virtually impossible; she couldn't really remember where she was anymore. However, the smell of the ladies' room was very unpleasant, so she decided to leave and just go wherever the wind blew her. There ended up being a wall in the way, but that really did not matter to anyone but the people in maintenance.

"Well," said Ritsuko, who along with Gendo, had been observing the whole thing via hidden cameras. "That went well."

"Yes. However I think we might hold off on Rei. We know the mutation can be done, but it would be foolish to move on without finding out about the mental changes."

"Right. Shall we still go about with bringing the Second Child to Japan?"

"Yes. No sense fully revealing our hand yet," Gendo decided. Then he frowned as Misato moved about NERV like she owned the place. "Better not let her get too far away."

"Arrangements have been made," Ritsuko assured him "All that knock out gas is really going to eat into the budget, though."

"Yes, but would you want to try to bring her in without knocking her out?"

"I'm not going to answer that," she replied, folding her arms. "Frankly I'm not to sure we'll be able to bring her in either way." She regarded the impromptu door Misato had made on her way out, likely just the first bit of property damage.

By this time, the transformed woman was taking a quick tour around NERV, giving everyone she ran into quite a scare, and trying to figure out how to get out of the building. To her now nearly eight foot tall frame, the corridors seemed depressingly small, and she had yet to find anyplace more suitable to her massive frame. She had no plan for when she got out of NERV, and was moving according to instinct. Her stomach rumbled, urging her to find food.

While Misato was searching for a way out, or at least something edible, the security personnel Ritsuko and Gendo equipped with knockout gas arrived. The hall was clear of anyone else; all regular NERV staff had taken one look at the huge, nude, green woman and had either run quickly the other way or passed out with severe nose bleeds.

"Gas her!" the team leader ordered as soon as his team was in position, at which point the security personnel sent thick clouds of sleeping gas at the transformed woman, who barely noticed their presence as she continued down the hallway. Then they sprayed her again when the first shot only seemed to make her slightly lethargic.

"What the hell?!" shouted the team leader as they let her have a third round. "This stuff's supposed to be able to knock out an elephant!" At this point, the green giantess turned about to look at the little man who was chattering away. The team leader gulped loudly at the annoyed looked that appeared in the green woman's eyes…only to sigh in relief as she yawned loudly. Soon afterwards, the nude giantess collapsed to the floor, snoring loudly.

It wasn't long after that that Ritsuko showed up with a medical team. With a fair amount of effort, the transformed woman was placed upon a specially designed gurney and was taken away.

Please, let the gas keep her under until she changes back! Ritsuko prayed as they moved her along, Misato groaning her sleep. Unfortunately, either Misato's new body burned through the gas far faster than she could have foreseen, or karma was delivering some major league payback. All Ritsuko knew was that Misato's eyes suddenly opened…just before all Hell broke loose.

The monstrous woman effortlessly ripped her way free of the gurney before picking it up and using it to bludgeon the medical team before turning on the security personnel. Ritsuko herself found herself swatted away by a careless swing, left dazed against the wall. When she finally recovered, there were several badly injured security people and the possibility of large repair bills as Misato decided that she was fed up with this tiny, cramped place, and that she might as well try heading up. With one fist raised up to punch through the various floors, she smashed her way to the top of the NERV pyramid in a single jump. After that, she leapt up again, smashing through one of the buildings at the top of the geofront. A couple jumps more and she reached the surface, smashing her way of a building and sending the people nearby into a panic.

Satisfied now that she finally had some more space, Misato's stomach reminded her that she was hungry, and she quickly set out in search of food. It didn't take long for her to follow her nose to a local grocery store, where she smashed her way through the too-small doorframe, presenting the owners with the prospect of imminent financial ruin as she proceeded to smash her way in through the too small doorframe and promptly began ransacking the place. Things degenerated even further when she found the liquor and her legendary taste for beer decided to let the world know it was still there. It took every drop of beer in the store but finally she felt mellow enough to wander off to look for a place to take a nap.

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Hours later, a very naked Misato found herself waking up in her apartment bedroom. Dazed and confused, she looked about her room, only to gasp in shock at her new window, which consisted of a gaping hole in the wall.

"What in the…" she asked as she slowly sat up, then clutched her stomach as it gurgled uncomfortably in a manner that signified that she had had way too much beer. Misato was tempted to ask this question again, but as she looked down at her stomach in confusion, she received another shock; the scar that had been her little souvenir of second impact had vanished.

"What the Hell's going on?!" Misato demanded of no one in particular. "The last thing I remember, I was at NERV and now…?" Confused, but getting a very bad feeling, she got dressed and decided to head back to NERV.

As Misato exited her room, she saw Shinji lying dazedly on the floor in front of her room. "Shinji?!" she squawked in surprise as he sat up, rubbing a trickle a blood beneath his nose. "What happened?!"

"Oh, Misato…" he started, looking very confused.

"Yes?"

"I must have hit my head or something. I had this really weird dream," he explained. "You see, I was told that there'd be no synch tests today when I got back today. I'd just gotten off the phone when I heard this loud crashing coming from your room, and when I went to check, there was this…this giant green woman in your room."

"What?"

"Yeah. She was just lying on your bed…I think she was taking a nap. Then I noticed that…" Shinji paused, blushing deeply before continuing. "She wasn't wearing anything, and well…" With that, Shinji shrugged as he got up, looking at Misato in confusion. "By the way…when did you even get home?"

"I don't know…There's something very weird going on here….I'm heading back to NERV….It's the last place I remember being and that was…What time is it anyhow?"

"Uh…" Shinji paused before looking at his cell phone clock. "About 7:00."

"Last I remember it was about 11:30…." Confused, the Captain made her downstairs, unsurprised by the fact that her car wasn't in the parking lot. As for Shinji, he took a quick at Misato's bedroom, saw the gaping hole in the wall, and gulped. Wait a minute…if that was real, then… He pondered the matter for a moment before dismissing it. "No way. That's impossible. Even for Tokyo 3…"

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It took Misato a depressingly long time to get back to NERV by bus. Upon getting there, the first thing she did was check to see if her car was still there. When she saw that it was, she narrowed her eyes suspiciously. On the bus ride there, snippets of memories had slowly come to her. Impossible images that she couldn't dismiss. Making things even more suspicious was that Ritsuko was already there, apparently waiting for her.

"Well, you're back a little earlier then I thought."

"Cut the crap," Misato countered, having a very bad feeling about the day's events. "I don't remember most of the day, there's a huge hole in my bedroom wall, and my stomach feels like I drank six gallons of beer! Not to mention all the stuff that happened this morning! Now, I've got a feeling that you know a few things about what happened today, and inquiring minds want to know!"

"Yes, I thought you might," Ritsuko noted humorlessly. "Well, come on, let's get to my office. It'll be easier for me to just show you what happened."

Upon reaching the doctor's office, Ritsuko proceeded to show the security footage she and Gendo and recorded of the major's change and the events that followed until she left the building. Misato was understandably stunned.

"I turned into…that?" Misato uttered, dumbstruck by the sheer power of the beast-woman.

"Yes," Ritsuko admitted. "Just so you know…this wasn't a one-time thing."

"You mean next time I get mad…?"

"You'll change again? Yes."

As Misato continued to watch the green giantess rampage, she looked at her best friend from college, her eyes filled with hatred. "So…you did sabotage Jet Alone," she hissed, Ritsuko wincing at her words. "Tell me something; was this the main reason, or just the icing on the cake?"

"The icing," Ritsuko admitted. "We've had a lot of evidence that such a mutation was possible, but no hard data. We knew that you would likely try to stop Jet Alone, and we…took the opportunity."

"And now you've got your hard data. Me," Misato hissed, moving closer towards her friend. "And Gendo wanted this to happen…why?"

"We needed a backup plan, in case of the worst," Ritsuko explained. "We've been searching for a weapon powerful enough to combat the Angels, to supplement the Evas. Then…we discovered the lab journals of a Dr. Bruce Banner, a specialist in gamma radiation. According to records, he was afflicted with a mutation very similar to yours, Misato. As a result, he was transformed into a monster that he called the Hulk."

"And Gendo decided that he wanted a Hulk of his own, is that it?" Misato growled, her eyes taking a slightly green tinge as she brought her fist down upon a control console. "You have ten seconds to tell me that there's some way of controlling this thing before I give you a Hulk! Right here! Right now!"

Gulping, Ritsuko knew that she would either have to talk fast or somehow survive having a hopping-mad Hulk on her hands. "Control?" the doctor started, knowing the key to Misato's personality. "I'd think you'd want a cure."

"Gendo made me into this thing for a reason, and from what you've said, that reason is to fight the Angels! And if this Hulk can do that, than I don't want to just get rid of it," Misato declared. Then she smiled impishly. "Besides, I think I could have some real fun with this…getting to the top of the geofront in two jumps…and if I could help Shinji…then it's worth it." Then Misato narrowed her eyes, which once again flashed green. "Unless I can't control it at all, in which case I'm no better than an Angel. In that case…you're in big trouble."

Sighing, Ritsuko responded, "Well, as far as control is concerned, we're still in the theoretical stages. However, we are working on it!"

"Then you better work really fast, because if this thing ever hurts Shinji…the next thing it will hurt is you when it comes down here and tears NERV apart!" At this, Misato clenched a fist and stared at it a moment, pondering her new situation, as well as the new possibilities. "And while you're researching, I'm going to be doing some research of my own…away from Shinji. Looks like I'll have to call in a few sick days…and I am not going to be held responsible for any damage I do because of this thing!"

"I understand," Ritsuko replied shakily, knowing Misato well enough to realize that the crisis had been averted. "Well, we're still going to be bringing in the Second Child in a few weeks."
"I'll try to be back by then," Misato huffed in annoyance. "One favor though…look after Shinji while I'm gone."

"What?"

"It seems fair to me, considering the fact that you did help get me into this mess," Misato pointed out. "I really can't take him with me, and there's no way I'm going to leave him alone, no way of telling how long this is going to take."

"Oh…Alright, I suppose I do owe you something after all this."

"Thanks. I'll try to keep this fast...of course it might help if I had any idea where to start..." Misato hinted.

"One of the doctors of Banner's time indicated that psychological control mechanisms seemed to help control the creature's behavior, though that control varied," Ritsuko noted.

"Well, that's a start," Misato decided, thankful for at least that one little tidbit. "As for the rest…I'll just have to sleep on it."

"So you'll be leaving in the morning?"

"Yeah."

"Good. That'll give me time to stock up on antidepressants. They're for me." She added quickly at Misato's look.

"One of these days, I'm going to find out just what it is you've been doing every night." Or who, she added mentally. At this, Misato left, trying to decide how best to break this to Shinji.