The Zeroth Child's Saga
Chapter 1: Skydiving Death
1. I in no way what-so-ever lay any claim to Neon Genesis Evangelion or it's contents. All I lay claim to is the characters and plot that I develop for this fic that isn't part of the manga or series.
2. This is my first attempt at a fic, so PLEASE minimize flames, although any useful criticism is gratefully accepted. ~_~"
3. I will mutate parts of the story line to suit my purposes (such as Major Katsuragi already being the Director of Operations and the presence of all three Children and EVA's during the 3rd Angel's attack) But I will do my best to stay in character, with occasional 'transgressions'.
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On a calm, quiet, peaceful day in Tokyo-3, Shinji and Asuka are slowly walking home from school as usual, not because Shinji liked being within thwacking distance of the red-head hell bitch, but because he feared the consequences of not doing so. Every time he thought of even getting the slightest bit independent of his forced roommate, he had visions of many large, heavy things flying towards his head at unavoidably high speeds.
The young Ikari was spared yet another envisioning of a fractured skull as the old air raid siren started blaring and a panic-inducingly calm and subdued female voice stated, "A special state of emergency has been declared for this area. Please head to your designated shelters immediately."
"DAMN!! The first of the Angels attack and there's no way I can beat Wondergirl to the punch. I lose my first chance to prove my obvious combat skills single-handedly. Oh well, everyone's loss." Asuka reassures herself while speeding up to a dead run, "Wondergirl'll probably need help. I can hear it now. 'My EVA came to the conclusion that I am an emotionless idiot and will not activate for reasons of self-preservation.'. Sweet music to my ears..." Asuka is momentarily broken from her blissful dreams of Rei's downfall by the fact that Shinji wasn't moving fast enough. "SHINJI! MOVE IT! It's not like NERV can say 'We're sorry, Mr. 3rd Angel, but our EVA pilots aren't available right now. Could you please have a seat in the waiting room instead of triggering Third Impact?'!"
"I'm *huff* sorry *puff* Asuka. *pant* I can *weeze* only move *pant* so fast." And Shinji wasn't exaggerating. Despite his Phys. Ed. class, he wasn't the almost marathon runner Asuka was.
"*humf* Yet another proof of the human male's inferiority
to it's female counterpart." Asuka's innate arrogance took away any possibility
of a reassuring gesture, despite a two mile rush, "WELL?! We're here already,
let's go!" the Red-haired Demon called over her shoulder as she jogged
into the ebony pyramid that was NERV.
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GPS Co-ordinates: 40° N., 145° E.
*Approching Tokyo-3 Outer Defense Zone, sir.* A gruff, southern voice grumbled through the comm system, *Permission to radio in status?*
*Huh,... what? What? I was having this great dream about me and Brittany, so this better be good.* A groggy but slightly annoyed voice came back.
*Sir, we're 210 miles outside of Japanese airspace and 300 out from Tokyo-3 proper. I was requesting to transmit identification information and send out our IF/F data to keep from being shot at.* The Captain replied.
Ah, what the hell, let 'em get my welcome wagon ready. When I'M ready to let 'em, that is.> The young teenage passenger thought to himself, *Let's make 'em sweat a little bit. As soon as we hit the inner defense line, comm it in, as we discussed earlier. This is going to be fun, I think.*
*As you wish, sir. However, I would like to voice
my opposition to such potentially dangerous actions, sir.* The Captain
was NOT impressed, but orders were orders.
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NERV 6th Division Headquarters: Central Dogma
"Status Report!"
"Pattern Blue confirmed. The MAGI report that it is the 3rd Angel." Lt. Hyuga called back to the Director of Operations.
"U.N. Defense forces are engaging. Estimated combat effectiveness, 37%." Lt. Aoba responded, "Estimated time to line collapse, 7 minutes."
"ETA for EVA launch?" The purple-haired beauty questioned as she scanned the tactical boards, telling her exactly what the 'status report' had.
"Unit-00, forty seconds, Unit-01 and Unit-02 are ready to launch as soon as their pilots show up," The blonde scientist Dr. Akagi stated from about three feet behind Major Katsuragi, "fifty-two seconds plus however long it takes those two to get here."
"Where the hell are they, anyway? I mean, it can't take them THAT long to get here..." The Major was cut off by two voices bellowing, "WE'RE HERE!!" as they went running down the main umbilical bridge, one a bright cherry red with a green collar, the other silver and blue with a red collar, and breaking off at an equally red Unit-02 and a deep purple and green Unit-01.
"About damn time! We were about to sent Rei out there alone!" An only enraged Misato Katsuragi yelled at the Command Center's central voice microphone, "Now hurry it the hell up and get out there. The U.N. is getting its' ass kicked and can't hold out much longer."
"All Cage safety equipment released. Unit-00 ready to launch." Came the emotionless voice of the First Child, Rei Ayanami, closely followed by Second and Third Children, piloting Units-02 and -01 respectively.
"Raising all EVA's to launch positions. Designate point of arrival." The third technician, Lt. Obuki, read out.
"Launch them out through gates... 72..., 77..., and 83. That should form a kind of assault line right in the Angel's path." The Major concluded.
"Launch paths clear. On your order, Major." Lt. Obuki responded almost as soon as Misato finished.
"LAUNCH EVA!!"
Instantly, three ignition systems activated, propelling the sixty foot tall biological killing machines up through almost a mile of rock and armor plates, following a predestined coarse to the surface. Upon arrival, the last bolts released, freeing the EVA to do its' pilot's bidding. All three pilots called out, "Final safety locks released, commencing engagement."
"Major!" Hyuga exclaimed, "Unidentified airborne object inbound. The MAGI are still analyzing."
"WHAT?!?! ARE YOU TELLING ME WE HAVE ANOTHER ANGEL COMING AFTER US?!?!" Misato freaked out, screaming orders at the three tech's, which came down to 'nuke everything'.
"What a second," Maya Obuki broke into Katsuragi's tirade, " Ma'am, all three MAGI concur, it's a modified American VTOL."
"Get its' pilot on the line. I want a piece of his ass!" Misato snatched her headset off the computer console,
*Unidentified VTOL pilot, this is NERV Headquarters. Report in immediately*
*This is U.S. Navy transport Echo-Bravo-Delta-Two-Seven-Niner, dropping one Special Payload Zero-Seven on Tokyo-3 Nosebolt*
*Belay that! The Tokyo-3 area is currently off limits to all air and ground traffic. Re-route immediately for the Matsushiru Air Base. That is a direct order from Major Misato Katsuragi, Director of Operations.*
*Ma'am, I don't care if your name was Jesus-ett Christ. I have orders for this drop and orders to ignore any orders that will delay or prevent that drop. Echo-Bravo-Delta-Two-Seven-Niner, over and out*
"FUCK!... What the hell is 'Special Payload Zero-Seven'?"
"I... I don't know! The MAGI are at a loss. It must be some sort of American code we've never encountered before." Lt. Aoba answered.
Ritsuko Akagi, head of Evangelion Research and Development, guessed, "Special Payload Zero-Seven........... they could mean the new American Evangelion, Unit-07. It's due here tomorrow, but Americans tend to be very early or VERY late."
"OH, SHIT!!!! An untested EVA in an active combat zone! That's suicide!"
*Evangelion Unit-07 reporting online and fully functional. All batteries at 100% charge, energy weapons power storage at full power, all launch tests successful.* A young boy's voice filtered through the din. Even with the distortion of the transmission, the voice still had a kind but proud tone and a strong undertone, *Will commence drop in..... 3,...... 2,...... 1,...... GO!*
As the Vertical TakeOff and Landing (VTOL) craft momentarily hovered over the core of Tokyo-3, a large black monolith broke away from its' underbelly, dropping like a rock towards the city below as the aircraft sped to safety at the Air Base. As it approached the surface, the monolith exploded, scattering shards of black shrapnel everywhere while a huge, light-absorbing black figure continued to plummet until it landed in a kneeling position with a resounding BOOM.
*Mission Time: 04:38 hours Zulu time, 13:38 Tokyo-3 local. Commencing first combat engagment.* The voice on the radio signaled just before the curled-up EVA's eyes glowed a pulsing red for a split second before they shifted to a less terrifying yellow. Just then, the Public Address system speakers activated and a second later, the most surprising sound on earth came out, a song starting with one of the most well known lines in America:
*Y'all ready for this.....*
The End
Next Chapter should be up in mid March.