Evangelion is property of someone other that me (you know who you are). I am aware that this one is rather short. BTW this might not be exactly what you expect. Such is my desire.
The Reacitvation of Evangelion Unit One
The new plugsuit she wore was a rather interesting one, silver covering most of it, with black streaks running down the arms and legs, the number 01 had been stenciled above the breast of the suit. It was nothing like the old red one that she wore.
To be honest the girl preferred the red one, it matched her hair. Although she had to admit that the silver A-10 nerve connectors looked much better on her than the old red ones. She toyed with the idea keeping them in her hair, they held her hair in place as good as any bow could.
It was a fairly familiar procedure. She couldn't count how many times in all of her seventeen years she had done it. Every time though she had surpassed her old score by at least two points. She knew that she was the star of the project. The unbeatable princess of Project-E, the one who no one could ever hope to equal, to say nothing of out perform. If there was a better EVA pilot out in the world, she had never met them.
Evangelion Unit One. Every time she saw the EVA she was amazed at the shear size of the things. Always she felt strangely humbled in their presence. These were human kinds last hope for survival, the engine of their destruction made their salvation. Only a handful of people were even aware of their importance. While most viewed them as the ambitions of dangerous men, she knew better. In this her finest hour she would show the world just how great she was. She had never attempted to sync with Unit One before. It was logical though, since she was already proficient in the use of Unit Two, this would be nothing too big. Aside from that she knew all it's secrets, how the S^2 engine worked, how it could go berserk. How to control it's raw power. The components of the EVA project lay bare before her.
She was not unaware of the danger she faced though, in the past Unit One had only accepted him. At one time Shinji Ikari was the designated pilot of the EVA, but he was gone now. The events were too painful to reveal now, since she was going to try to sync with it.
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In the control room events were going as planned, this synchronization test was very important. Since the pilot had surpassed the abilities of Unit Two a trail of Unit One was necessary. The difference in the fact that Unit One had the S^2 engine, gave it higher importance than Unit Two. In a sense it was like giving the pilot a promotion.
To say that Miss Katsuragi was worried would be an understatement, it was equivalent to saying that Second Impact was just a little ice melting, but she held her composure in front of her subordinates. It was an unfortunate necessity that she be able to use the EVA, but it's S^2 engine made it theoretically more reliable than the other EVA.
It seemed to take forever. Misato thought that time had slowed down for the express purpose of making her MORE anxious, everything seemed to take a minute longer than it actually needed to. It seemed to her that the Pilot took more than an hour just to get situated in the entry plug.
Inside Misato wanted to cry. Unit One had taken him from her, caused his death. Misato only had her left and she didn't want to lose her too.
From somewhere in the back of her mind she heard the technician speak.
"Col. Katsuragi, the pilot is waiting inside the EVA."
"Are the safety measures in place?"
"Yes ma'am."
"And the Pilot?"
"I'm ready," she heard the pilot's voice from the intercom system, "Don't worry Miss Misato," she could feel her guardian's anxiety, even if no one else could, "he won't refuse me."
"I hope you're right," she prayed silently to any god that would listen to her, then commanded her crew, "activate EVA Unit One."
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The pilot breathed in the LCL slowly, letting it fill her lungs. Sitting inside the entry plug, she waited for the inevitable. There were numerous voices blaring in the background, each one of them going on about their role in Unit One's reactivation. The patterns of colors that ran before her were somehow different then the ones in Unit Two, they seemed softer, almost shy. The pilot knew better though, 'this Eva was capable of bringing about another disaster on the world', her thoughts churned.
She felt a new emotion from it just then, sadness, and she immediately felt sad herself.
"I'm sorry," she could barely believe what she just said, "I guess I'm just nervous." It seemed odd to apologize to the EVA, but she knew -all things considered- that it was the most appropriate response.
She felt he threshold of the absolute borderline, before the technicians could tell her even. At once she felt the presence, the soul of the EVA. It was not the feminine presence that it had once been. It felt shy, scared, somehow self conscience. Yet it also felt warm, familiar, like someone who she had known all her life.
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"Pilot has passed absolute boarder," one of the techs said. He felt the eyes of the Col. stare a hole into him, looking at the results though proved to be so astounding though that he barely registered her, "amazing."
"What is?" The tech spoke barely above a whisper, but Misato heard him none the less. She was scared, rationally so, but she looked at the monitor. "Unbelievable."
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The Pilot felt the warm presence fade, and eventually disappear. Leaving the entry plug she was greeted by her guardian in a long embrace.
"Miss Misato," she whined as she felt the air leave her lungs, "I can't breath." Reluctantly the older woman complied. Looking at her expectantly the young pilot asked, "so what was my sync ratio?"
"Sixty five percent," she smiled and gave her a thumbs up, "you are number one." The almost brown eyes of the young girl lit up at hearing that. Misato smiled warmer then, saying solemnly "your parents would be proud, Karen Ikari. Come on," Misato said after her tone lightened, "I'll buy you a steak dinner, Lady Sixth Child." She smiled at her Grandmother, nodded, but Karen remained at in front of the EVA a little longer.
"It was nice to have finally met you," she almost cried as she spoke to Unit One, "Father."
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I have no idea what prompted me to do this one, guess the muse just struck me. I'd like to maybe do a little more, but that would most likely only happen if I get some kind of response. I don't really have a lot of stuff posted anywhere (actually I have none) but I have been writing fan fiction on and off for nearly three years. Ok I'm done with explaining myself so just tell me if you liked it or if you hated it.
Ryuhiko@hotmail.com
The Reacitvation of Evangelion Unit One
The new plugsuit she wore was a rather interesting one, silver covering most of it, with black streaks running down the arms and legs, the number 01 had been stenciled above the breast of the suit. It was nothing like the old red one that she wore.
To be honest the girl preferred the red one, it matched her hair. Although she had to admit that the silver A-10 nerve connectors looked much better on her than the old red ones. She toyed with the idea keeping them in her hair, they held her hair in place as good as any bow could.
It was a fairly familiar procedure. She couldn't count how many times in all of her seventeen years she had done it. Every time though she had surpassed her old score by at least two points. She knew that she was the star of the project. The unbeatable princess of Project-E, the one who no one could ever hope to equal, to say nothing of out perform. If there was a better EVA pilot out in the world, she had never met them.
Evangelion Unit One. Every time she saw the EVA she was amazed at the shear size of the things. Always she felt strangely humbled in their presence. These were human kinds last hope for survival, the engine of their destruction made their salvation. Only a handful of people were even aware of their importance. While most viewed them as the ambitions of dangerous men, she knew better. In this her finest hour she would show the world just how great she was. She had never attempted to sync with Unit One before. It was logical though, since she was already proficient in the use of Unit Two, this would be nothing too big. Aside from that she knew all it's secrets, how the S^2 engine worked, how it could go berserk. How to control it's raw power. The components of the EVA project lay bare before her.
She was not unaware of the danger she faced though, in the past Unit One had only accepted him. At one time Shinji Ikari was the designated pilot of the EVA, but he was gone now. The events were too painful to reveal now, since she was going to try to sync with it.
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****************
In the control room events were going as planned, this synchronization test was very important. Since the pilot had surpassed the abilities of Unit Two a trail of Unit One was necessary. The difference in the fact that Unit One had the S^2 engine, gave it higher importance than Unit Two. In a sense it was like giving the pilot a promotion.
To say that Miss Katsuragi was worried would be an understatement, it was equivalent to saying that Second Impact was just a little ice melting, but she held her composure in front of her subordinates. It was an unfortunate necessity that she be able to use the EVA, but it's S^2 engine made it theoretically more reliable than the other EVA.
It seemed to take forever. Misato thought that time had slowed down for the express purpose of making her MORE anxious, everything seemed to take a minute longer than it actually needed to. It seemed to her that the Pilot took more than an hour just to get situated in the entry plug.
Inside Misato wanted to cry. Unit One had taken him from her, caused his death. Misato only had her left and she didn't want to lose her too.
From somewhere in the back of her mind she heard the technician speak.
"Col. Katsuragi, the pilot is waiting inside the EVA."
"Are the safety measures in place?"
"Yes ma'am."
"And the Pilot?"
"I'm ready," she heard the pilot's voice from the intercom system, "Don't worry Miss Misato," she could feel her guardian's anxiety, even if no one else could, "he won't refuse me."
"I hope you're right," she prayed silently to any god that would listen to her, then commanded her crew, "activate EVA Unit One."
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****************
The pilot breathed in the LCL slowly, letting it fill her lungs. Sitting inside the entry plug, she waited for the inevitable. There were numerous voices blaring in the background, each one of them going on about their role in Unit One's reactivation. The patterns of colors that ran before her were somehow different then the ones in Unit Two, they seemed softer, almost shy. The pilot knew better though, 'this Eva was capable of bringing about another disaster on the world', her thoughts churned.
She felt a new emotion from it just then, sadness, and she immediately felt sad herself.
"I'm sorry," she could barely believe what she just said, "I guess I'm just nervous." It seemed odd to apologize to the EVA, but she knew -all things considered- that it was the most appropriate response.
She felt he threshold of the absolute borderline, before the technicians could tell her even. At once she felt the presence, the soul of the EVA. It was not the feminine presence that it had once been. It felt shy, scared, somehow self conscience. Yet it also felt warm, familiar, like someone who she had known all her life.
****************
****************
"Pilot has passed absolute boarder," one of the techs said. He felt the eyes of the Col. stare a hole into him, looking at the results though proved to be so astounding though that he barely registered her, "amazing."
"What is?" The tech spoke barely above a whisper, but Misato heard him none the less. She was scared, rationally so, but she looked at the monitor. "Unbelievable."
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****************
The Pilot felt the warm presence fade, and eventually disappear. Leaving the entry plug she was greeted by her guardian in a long embrace.
"Miss Misato," she whined as she felt the air leave her lungs, "I can't breath." Reluctantly the older woman complied. Looking at her expectantly the young pilot asked, "so what was my sync ratio?"
"Sixty five percent," she smiled and gave her a thumbs up, "you are number one." The almost brown eyes of the young girl lit up at hearing that. Misato smiled warmer then, saying solemnly "your parents would be proud, Karen Ikari. Come on," Misato said after her tone lightened, "I'll buy you a steak dinner, Lady Sixth Child." She smiled at her Grandmother, nodded, but Karen remained at in front of the EVA a little longer.
"It was nice to have finally met you," she almost cried as she spoke to Unit One, "Father."
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I have no idea what prompted me to do this one, guess the muse just struck me. I'd like to maybe do a little more, but that would most likely only happen if I get some kind of response. I don't really have a lot of stuff posted anywhere (actually I have none) but I have been writing fan fiction on and off for nearly three years. Ok I'm done with explaining myself so just tell me if you liked it or if you hated it.
Ryuhiko@hotmail.com