Creation began on 06-09-15

Creation ended on 06-09-15

Neon Genesis Evangelion

Sword of Destruction, Sword of Life: New Master

A/N: Another original.

"…You," Shinji heard someone say. "You, young man."

He turned around and saw an elderly man that looked a little on the scrawny side, dressed in a baggy outfit with green and black, horizontal stripes. In addition, he also noticed what looked like two swords on his back.

"Me?" He asked him.

"Yes, you," the man responded, and removed the two swords off his back. "You'll need these."

Before Shinji could even decline, having never used a sword before, the elder forced the swords onto him, and he held them in his hands.

"You'll understand in due time," the elder told him. "You're the new master. Treat the swords with respect, and they'll serve you to the end."

He then ran off, something most elders couldn't do at such an advanced age, making Shinji consider that this guy wasn't as old as he appeared.

Shinji then left to home with the swords, unsure of why anyone would even give him anything like that. It wasn't like he was special or even knew anything about swords. Then again, a pair of swords were likely better than the Eva itself, which the elder didn't even seem to know anything about.

In his room, he set the swords on his bed and took a better look at them. The first sword, when unsheathed, was rather unsuitable as a weapon and more of an antique, for the blade was rusty, heavily chipped in places, and its hilt's fabric was tearing away. It was a katana, but it looked like it hadn't been tended to for a long time.

"I'd better keep you covered so as to not break you," he decided, and carefully re-sheathed the sword. "Time to look at the other sword."

Unsheathing the second sword, he found it to be another katana, but unlike its sibling, this one was undamaged and looked like it had been well-taken care of over its history. The blade was clean, polished, and the fabric on the hilt was undamaged, like it had never been used or whoever had it last took great care of it.

"Whoa," he expressed, admiring the craftsmanship that went into making this sword. "Hmm? What's this here on the sheath?"

On the sheath of the sword, there was an inscription he hadn't noticed earlier. It read, "Tenseiga, the Sword of Life".

"Tenseiga?" He said, and then looked at the sheath of the other sword, finding another inscription that he hadn't noticed before. "This one says, 'Tessaiga, the Sword of Destruction'. Tessaiga and Tenseiga? Destruction and Life?"

-x-

"Well, Totosai," went a male voice in the shadows of the small room to the elderly man that had given Shinji the swords, "did you give the boy my swords?"

"Yes, my Lord," the elder, Totosai, answered. "Are you sure he was best suited for them?"

"Now that my sons have passed on, I require a new successor," the man in the shadows expressed. "He has compassion, values life and will do what is within his power to defend it, honor it, treasure it. Only a compassionate heart and soul can wield my swords…and only a compassionate heart and soul can bring out their true powers as swords that cut the strong and heal the weak."

-x-

"Huh?" Shinji gasped, finding himself floating in the sky, seeing a strange land beneath him. "Where am I?"

"Wind Scar!" He heard someone shout out, and he saw a young man in red robes with long, white hair, wielding a large sword that looked as though it required great strength to carry, and watched as some form of energy was unleashed from the blade against an army of monsters, destroying them in a blinding display.

Next to the man in red, he saw an older man with long, white hair, dressed in armor and white and black robes, using a regular-looking sword to cut down strange creatures that wore appeared over a little girl that looked like she had been mauled by an animal. He slayed the creatures, that disappeared without so much as leaving pieces of themselves on the ground, and the little girl awoke, looking better, like she hadn't been harmed.

Shinji then saw the two facing each other with the swords, and the one wielded by the one in red had changed into a sword resembling the battered katana that he had, but then saw it change back into the oversized blade, but then changed into a blade that looked like it was made of diamond shards, which were then flung whenever he swung it around.

"Sword of Destruction," Shinji uttered. "Sword of Life."

To be continued…

A/N: Well, here's the first chapter. I hope the next chapter will be made shortly, where Shinji will learn why he was given the swords and what he can do with them. I wonder which sword he'll come to favor more, Tessaiga or Tenseiga?