I don't own Air Gear or Neon Genesis Evangelion, or any songs i use for this fanfiction.

Begon monkies in suits.

Shinji Was broken after the death of his mother and the abandonment of his father. A moment's chance encounter with a stranger leads this young boy on a path long thought lost to humanity. How will N.E.R.V. react to a changed Shinji Ikari? How will Shinji react to his Father?

Smart, Gray, Powerful Shinji.

Rika Noyamano(Eldest)(Aunt-Dead)

Mokan Noyamano(2nd)(Aunt)

Ringo Noyamano(3rd) (Mother)

Ume Noyamano(4th)(Aunt)

Ikki Noyamano(Formaily Itsuki)(Father)

Shinji Noyamano(Adopted by Ikki first, then by rest of Noyamano Family) (Baby Face Jr.)

"Due to theSpecial state of emergency, all lines are is only a recording"

Pulling the phone away from his ear the young man sighed, "Its no use." He dropped the phone back on the receiver and picked up the change that the machine gave him. "I shouldn't have come here." he ran his fingers through his short black hair. "Dad was right, this is nothing but a waste of time." Grabbing his bag he slung it over his shoulder and as he dig through his jacket pocket for the picture of the woman he was suppose to be meeting. "Well looks like I wont be meeting her here." he looked over the photo as he scratched his chin, 'That may actually be a good thing.' He paled slightly when he remembered the speech Mikan had given him when his idiot of a father snatched it. Mikan had been trying to sleep and kicked both his fathers and his own before taking the photo, and thus a two hour long speech about the dangers of "Lose Women".

A shutter crawled down his spine, he didn't want to ever go through that again. But Ume did pity him, Mikan's rant was something she didn't wish on anyone, and she pulled him from the remains of his sanity by helping him upgrade his A.T.s that he had gotten from Rika years prior. The thoughts of his favorite member in his family make him reach up to the small metal plate that he had attached to his jacket, mixed in with the metal was bits of ash, on the front it read "Nemuri no Mori" in honor of his aunt Rika. With a sigh he let his arm drop as he turned to look down the road, "Might as well find a shelter." as he took a glance at his wrist.

From the corner of his eye he saw a female figure, at the distance he couldn't make out much besides her blue hair and a few features of her clothes, those being the dress she was in and the thigh high black socks that stood out against the white line of the road. "Maybe she knows where the shelters are." As he was about to call out to her, she seemed to flicker momentarily as a flock of birds took off, and before his eyes she disappeared. "What in the hell?" He mumbled is a confused yet shocked voice. Sadly his time to think was cut short as a massive blast of air slammed into him, his Ats spinning to keep him from sliding back.

His ears popped at the sudden pressure change leaving him disoriented and confused, forcing him to push the thoughts of the strange disappearing female from his mind as he tried to gather himself. A low humming sound filled the air as the ground vibrated in a steady rhythm, making him turn around to face the noise. It was the combined noise of six VTOLs that were just clearing the edge of a mountain, in full retreat. They were leading a huge demon of some sort, right through the settlement. Reaching into his pocket the young man pulled out a phone, it was pre-second impact but heavily modified to match and surpass the products of modern day, He started taking pictures of the retreating VTOLs and the Godzilla want-to-be.

Like the calm before the storm the demon stopped and the only noise was that of the VTOLs. The whole world seemed to freeze in that moment, but was broken as two missiles launched into the air overhead, within eight meters of the young man's head. As they curved around a building four more joined them on their path to the demon. The first knocked it back, but any visible damage was covered by the lights as the rest of the missiles made contact and exploded. Quickly typing in a number on his phone he put it to his ear as he moved to cover in a side ally.

"You already calling?" A gruff male voice came over the phone. "Dad, get Ume i sent her some photos you need to see." the missile barge had ended and he took a risk to look around the edge of the building's wall. The demon stood unharmed seemingly unfazed by the firepower it had been hit by. One of its long arms rose up and a pink beam leapt from its clawed hand as the spike on its elbow was pulled in. "If your going to send picture of the chick you should have sent them to me." His dad was grumbling over the phone, but was not given any attention as the teenage watched a VTOL take a hit from the pink beam blade and rapidly began to drop. Ducking back into the ally he covered his ears at the sound of metal tearing and glass shattering. "What the hell was that!?" his father yelled over the phone into his ear. "Just get to Ume!" He shouted as he ended the call and started taking pictures again. Taking some of the downed VTOL and the pilots he could see crawling out he turned his attention to the demon that was releasing a new noise. It unleashed a bright yellow light, crushing a few building in the proses as it launched itself into the air.

"Oh Fuck!" he yelled as he ducked back into the ally. The demons foot spammed onto the remains of the VTOL crushing most of it. The machine went critical and exploded blinding him even behind his cover. over the explosion he heard the sound of tires screeching just outside the alleyway. A blue A310 was stopped right outside the alleyway, and the door popped open. "I'm Sorry!" The voice called from inside. "Were you waiting long?" She wore a black Chinese dress with white outlines, and black shades over her eyes. her purple hair was a dead give away that it was the woman he was suppose to meet nearly a half hour earlier.

"Where the Hell have you been!" he shouted as he rushed for the open seat as the remaining VTOLs unleashed all they had on the demon. Another explosion rocked the car as he slammed the door shut and the roof dented from loose concrete. Her car was flung into reverse and was nearly crushed by the demons foot, as she spun the car and drove like a bat out of hell. He watched as the demon paid them no mind as continued to swat at the VTOL and other aircraft that had joined the fight, taking more photos to send to Ume, as the woman swerved all over the road. The demon was over a mountain range when the woman stopped driving, she pulled out a range finder of some sort and watched the demon as she shoved him into the door. 'Not that I'm complaining.' he thought as her breasts were pressed into his chest.

She was silent for a few moments as the Demon finally disappeared over the edge the VTOLs fell back just as quick as the woman's driving away from the demon. "Hay, wait a second..." she dropped the Range finder from her eyes, "They're going to use an N2-Mine?!" she completely dropped the range finder as she grabbed him and pulled him down. "Stay down!" and in a few seconds the world was washed in white. It seemed like eternity before the white started to fade and the Shockwave washed over them. The A310 couldn't withstand the blast and was sent tumbling side over side off the road, when it stopped rolling the two of them looked up from out the side of the car as they gripped the roof to stay upright.

"Well Damn." He took a few pictures of the Huge cloud of smoke and fire only a few miles away from him, it even that. As the air finally calmed the two of them crawled out and he had a chance to look around where they had landed. a few craters and huge footprints in the earth showed they were in an area the demon had already walked through. "Are you all right?" the woman asked. "Yeah, but I think my Trecks will need a good cleaning." He looked down at his A.T.s that were surprisingly ok, maybe a scuff mark and some dirt that clung to it but not much else seemed wrong." The woman was to focused on her car to really pay attention to him, "That's Okay. Now then, Lets go!" she put her back against the hood and was trying to push the car back onto its four wheels. "Give me a hand will you?"

She looked up to see he was no longer in front of her but moving around to the other side of the car. "Hay what are you doing?!" Her reply was a grunt as the car tilted and landed on all four wheels. "There." he said as he brushed himself down to free himself of the dust. "Thanks for the help." she nearly yelled as she overlooked the damages done to her car. "You're welcome Miss Katsuragi." She looked up with a lopsided grin as she took off her shades, "Just Misato is fine." Clipping the shades to her pocket she smiled "I'm Glad to meet you at last Shinji Ikari." she held out her hand to shake and he took it, "Its Shinji Noyamano." her smile dropped as she looked him over. "Huh?" releasing her hand and turning slightly so she wouldn't see him roll his eyes "I was adopted after Gendo left me for dead."

An unsteady silence came over the two as Shinji made his way around the car, "So do we have somewhere we need to be, or did that demon destroy that too?" Misato broke from her shock as she flashed a smile, "Yeah, lets go." he voice had less energy then if had moments before. The two got into the car and Misato began her bat-out-of-hell driving, getting back on the road the car entered a tunnel and soon after found themselves back in civilization. Sadly the car had been pushed too far with too little in return and broke down. Lucky it was outside a repair and supply shop that had been abandoned in the run for shelter.

As Misato broke the window open Shinji opened the front door that had been left unlocked, Misato looked quite embarrassed but entered through the window to gather what she thought she needed. Shinji on the other hand was grabbing a large assortment of things and distributing them between his jacket and a cart he had grabbed from beside the door. Misato was to busy searching for parts the store didn't have to notice Shinji leave the store with his cart, he popped the back of the car open to get to the engine and began repairing it. Within ten minutes Shinji had bypassed most of the damaged areas of the electric engine and repaired what couldn't be bypassed, Misato finally decided to go with the smaller batteries and loaded eight or so of them onto a trolley before looking for the needed electrical wires and tape. Shinji had all ready finished the engine and dropped the extra parts he grabbed into his own bags for later use. going back in he grabbed a few bottles of "Seelent"* and began to patch up the cracks and fill the holes. By the time he was done Misato is pulling her trolley of batteries and electrical wires.

"Its about time." She looked over at him and shot him a glare, "Didn't see you helping!" she growled and was about to go to her car when Shinji slid over to her and swiped her keys. "Hay!" she shouted and tried to lunge for him, but tripped when her heel wedged itself into a crack. "We dont have itme for this!" She raged as she pulled her heel out and turned to Shinji.

"CLICK-VRUM-VRRRROOOOOMMMMM!"

Misato Blinked as her car started up, and even sounded better then before. "Now who was wasting time?" his cheeky grin reminded her of another mans own grin but she ignored the feeling as she moved back to the drivers seat. "How did you?" she couldn't figure out how this teenager could fix her car. She was cut off by the sound of a phone buzzing before it started to play.

"Like an angel who has forsaken sympathy,"

"Rise up young boy and make yourself a legend."

" "

"Hold on for a second." Shinji reached into his pocket and pulled out his cell as it played.

"Blue skies, and beckoning waves are trying to open the door of your heart."

"Hello?" He asked as he sat down in the passenger seat. "WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU!" the voice was so loud Misato even flinched at the level, clearly hearing it. "Mom, calm down everything's..." "DONT YOU TELL ME TO CALM DOWN! I HAD TO DEAL WITH YOUR THUG OF A FATHER FOR YEARS AND NOW A SUICIDAL SON!" "Mom this wasn't my fault, the woman who was suppose to pick me up was late." The car swerved as Misato shot him a look as Shinji mother "Sorry" to her. "Let me talk to this woman." She seemed to be calming down. "She's driving." "Put me on speaker."

Letting out a sigh Shinji took the cell away from his ear and hit a few buttons. "Ok Mom, you're on speaker." The line was silent for a moment "You're that lose woman who sent that picture aren't you?" The car swerved all over the road as it picked up speed, Misato gripped the wheel harder as her teeth clenched "Excuse me!?" "You send a picture of you posing like a two yen hore, and then all the little extras you added onto it." Misato looked at Shinji who pulled out the picture in question. "I kind of found it a little sad you would feel desperate enough to feel the need to do that." Misato let out a sigh as he head dropped, you could literally feel her depression growing.

"Hay son did you get a piece of her!?" A male voice yelled out from the other side of the cell, Shinji let out a sigh as a crash rang out and the sound of metal bending and bones cracking. "I'll talk to you later mom." "Ok Baby Face, I need to deal with your father." Shinji could only cringe. "SHINJI HELP!"

"Click."

Misato let out a laugh, "Baby Face?" Shinji shot her a glare of his own before holding up the picture, "Lose Woman?" She stopped laughing but it didn't stop the small smile from forming on her lips. They fell into a comfortable silence that was only broken by the hum of the car. After nearly a full minute the car's own phone begins to ring. Misato reaches over and grabs it.

"Hello?" Misato's face grimaced slightly before replying. "Yes. Don't worry about it." she went silent as she rolled her eyes at what ever the person was saying. "His safety is my top priority, so could you get a car train ready for us? The express one." it was a quick moment of silence before she responded. "Right. Well, I volunteered to pick him up. So it's my duty to make sure he gets there. See ya!" Shinji was looking out the window as the scenery changed rapidly trying to think of why he accepted to come.

[Flash-Back]

"There's going to be a StormRiders meeting in Tokyo 3 soon." Shinji looked up to his father. "I thought there weren't enough riders left?" Ikki just shrugged his shoulders "Are you even sure you should be up there old man." Ikki looked down from the three story house's roof. "Shut up Baby Face! I ant old!" Shinji looked up at his dad before letting an evil smirks cross his face. "Mom! Dads on the roof!" Shinji counted down in his head 'Three... Two... one...'

"WHAT!?"

Looking back at his dad he grinned as he saw the man sweat. "Traitor!" he screamed before grinding down the gutters and running away. chuckling lightly Shinji's face soon returned to a scowl as he looked down at the letter and its confides. An ID card, a travel pass, and a simple note saying "Come". He was no dog at his beck and call, nearly eleven years and not once did he try to contact him. But now he another reason to go, The first StormRiders meeting in years.

[Flash-Back-End]

The car quickly entered another underground tunnel, the sudden changing of nature to steel gray was enough to break him from his thoughts. The car continued to drive down the tunnel as it narrowed down to a size just large enough for the car to pass through smoothly, until stopping at the edge or what seemed to be a large shipping elevator, on the far wall in front of him were the letters "A-7" in white paint.

"The gates are now closing. Please stand clear."

"So," Shinji began, "Nerv hu?" Misato grinned, "Yeah, it's a secret organization under the control of the United Nations.

"This is a B-22 Special Express departing for G33-1."

"And Gendo runs it all hu?" Misato seemed to roll her words around in her head before answering him. "Well yeah, he's the head of Nerv."

"This train will bypass all other stations."

The ride was quiet, the silence only being broken by the sound of the hydraulics that controlled the platform they were riding on. "So I'm going to see Gendo?" Misato seemed to roll the answer in her head again before speaking. "I believe so." Shinji nodded his head before reclining the chair and closing his eyes. Misato looked at the teen in confusion before remembering the file she needed to give him. "Do you have the I.D. you got with my picture?" Shinji reached into his jacket and pulled it out, "I'll need to get a new one after this." Misato blinked as she looked at the card in an attempt to figure out what was wrong with it. "Well Okay, but you need to read this."

She passed him a green booklet, the organization's name imprinted in black in multiple languages. A white strip with English writing held the booklet closed. Shinji took a look at it and dropped it onto the floor of the car, "Already read it." "Misato blinked owlishly "How?" He grinned "You took to long in the parts store." Misato growled at him, but then sent him a pout before looking away. the rest of the trip down was spent in silence.