Disclaimer: I don't own Gainax or Neon Genesis Evangelion either... shucks
The computer screen flickered on, as Commander Ikari Gendo booted up his computer, and loaded the video file.
A white room filled the screen, along with two people sitting at a metal table in the center. One a man dressed in a white doctor's coat, the other a young middle school boy, dressed in a straight jacket.
The boy wasn't struggling against his restraints, but staring at the doctor, with an expression devoid of any emotion.
"Who am I speaking with today?" questioned the doctor as he read the files in front of him.
The boy didn't answer but continued to stare at the doctor, his eyes dissecting the man before him.
"Who am I speaking with today?" the doctor repeated calmly.
"I don't understand your need for introductions every time we meet Doctor Botkin, but if we must, I am Ikari Shinji patient 0412."
"I know who my patient is, but I must know who I am speaking with. As you are well aware, you are suffering from a very rare form of dissociative identity disorder."
"Please keep your pseudo science, psycho babble to yourself doctor. I know who I am. I am Ikari Shinji, and I will not allow you to tell me otherwise." the voice held no emotion.
"Very well," sighed the doctor, waving a hand in the air, "let us discuss your childhood some more. Shall we? Let's talk about how your mother and father 'abandoned' you at the age of four..."
Ikari Shinji's cold calculating stare faltered, then it came crumbling down suddenly and quite unexpectedly. Tears began to stream down his cheeks, snot running from his nose.
"Why did mommy leave me?" sniffed Shinji, rocking back and forth, ever so slightly, his voice had become an octave or two higher.
"This is interesting. We have never been able to capture an actual shift in personalities on film before. He has made a 180 degree turn in character" the doctor mumbled to himself jotting down a few notes in the file before him.
"If mommy didn't leave, than daddy wouldn't have left me too. It's not fair." continued Shinji. The doctor observed and listened, writing down an occasional memo or two. After another 30 minutes of incoherent rambling from the patient, the doctor called in the orderlies to take Shinji away and end the day's session.
"I believe we are done for the day, Shinji" explained the doctor, to the still distraught patient.
"But...but, I am not done yet..." gurgled the pathetic young man.
The doctor didn't respond, as he walked over to the video camera to turn it off, waving to the orderlies to remove the patient. A sharp cry of pain filled the small room, before the doctor could turn off the camera. Botkin spun around to find an orderly on the floor, gripping his bloody and broken nose, Shinji standing over him.
"I said I wasn't finished, yet" the anger evident in the boy's voice, as he turned to face the doctor, the orderly's blood smeared on his forehead, his eyes narrowed into a glare, his face darkened and the small hint of a smile on his lips.
The second orderly rushed wildly at the rogue patient. Shinji side stepped the hulking man, jumped, and kicked out with both of his shackled feet, into the small of the man's back. The blow sent the orderly head first into the concrete wall, knocking him out. Shinji landed on his back, the air knocked out of him by the fall.
The doctor walked casually up to his winded patient, then plunged a syringe deep into his thigh. Shinji grunted, fighting against his restraints, to get at the doctor, but soon sleep came over him, and another set of orderlies came in, stretcher in tow, and took him away.
Gendo ended the video, smiling to himself, fingers interwoven under his eyes.
"All according to plan?" asked sub-commander Fuyutski, trying to hide the disgust from his voice.
"No, but we can still use him."
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