Site 81 2.5 miles underground
The creature stirred, for the first time in a long time it had purpose. It had spent eons wandering this cursed planet, never a purpose, never a goal, and yet it endured the millenia. It's body never breaking, it's mind never faltering because deep in the back of it's highly intelligent mind it knew it had a purpose. Things like it didn't just come to be, it was far too perfect for dumb luck to determine its existence. A call had been sent out, not a command but a request, an impulse to go and destroy a city. It had been chosen as the vanguard, a role it was more than willing to oblige.
Ironic how at its lowest of lows, captured by the filthy creatures that saw themselves as gods and the world as theirs, that it would all become clear to it. At the same time though it made deliciously cruel sense, this was to be it's vengeance. It's mouth parting into a smile allowing scalding hydrochloric acid to pour into the back of it's throat.
The thing began to grow, the tungsten carbide restraints shattering into so many little pieces, the ceiling buckling outwards as klaxon alarms wailed just outside what had once been it's prison. The thing screamed in a sickening combination of pain and delight as burning napalm spilled onto its diamond hard hide in a futile attempt to contain it. How long had it been trapped down there, complacent in allowing them to run their tests, trying to kill it over and over again to no avail, 15 years, 20. What did it matter! This was it's vengeance! It would ensure the death of the species that had tried to play god and in return it would be allowed to ascend.
By now the thing had grown to over 60m and site MAGI had determined an impending XK class end of the world scenario with 95% certainty if it could not be stopped here.
The 3 minds reached an agreement, the 5 megaton N2 mine under the base would be armed and detonated. The collective minds enter the 24,000 digit code that would end the monster's existence only to realize that the warhead had been manually deactivated. It took the world's most advanced computational system exactly 1.3 seconds to come to the conclusion that this was more than a containment breach and was in fact a planned attack spearheaded at multiple angles. The sentient computer system's last act before being crushed by over 100,000 tons of muscle was sending this data packet to the overseer of the foundation's North American branch.
O5-4 pulled himself out of his bed at the sound of an incoming data packet. He pulled up his iris display intending to find out who sent the message at this hour and demote them to D class for ruining the sleep his cybernetics so rarely allowed him to get. "This had better be good" he growled under his breath his sunken eyes narrowed as they scrutinized the message, yellow irises growing smaller as his pupils followed the words.
-Site under attack-
-Keter class SCP breach detected XK class scenario imminent-
-N2 option manually disabled-
-Likelihood of foreign agents having infiltrated high level Foundation positions 99%-
-Primary threat SCP 682-
-May God have mercy-
O5-4 shuddered at that last line. It was almost impossible for MAGI to show emotion and when they did it almost always was before something horrific happened. The second impact came to mind. The MAGI's response to the conclusion of a contact experiment was simply...
-Please don't-
How bad would these next few months be? O5-4 was visibly shaking when he pushed the red button under his nightstand triggering a small computer to spring out of his desk. Sitting down at the keyboard and forcing the doubt out of his mind he replaced it with the steel he was known for and debated his next actions. There was only one thing on this planet that could could stop 682, but his associates would disapprove of its use. No matter, he would have to force their hand, nevertheless there would be no way to recall the failsafe once it was deployed. He input the command…
"Let man become god" as soon as the password had registered the failsafe would be activated and man would inevitably begin it's next step in evolution.
He realized that it would need to time to complete the startup sequence. Stepping out of bed and gazing out the full wall window at the perpetual Alaskan winter he pulled out his personal cell phone and dialed the 5th number in his contacts.
A wide grin spread across his face as he addressed his friend and rival. "Hello Mr. President, I have a problem that I believe would be mutually beneficial for both of us if it was solved as soon as possible."
Oval office, Anchorage, Alaska
"What the hell do you mean 'Just turn them around'? Do you have any idea how important those guns are to the survival of this entire continent!"
"I am well aware Dave however…." O5-4 sniggered at the US president's sudden scream of shock. "Ah, just got the news I see."
"What the hell happened" came president David Emmons voice, suddenly deathly quiet.
"We had a breach at site 81."
"So how, if I may be so bold, is 1/16 of the second defensive line gone, including the mountain it was built on?" The president was grinding his teeth in anger now.
"This SCP was of… particular potency to begin with, we had it only just restrained and it would appear to have received a large sum of energy from some sort of outside force."
"So how do we stop it." The president growled.
"Rest assured, countermeasures are in place, however, if 682 is not delayed now then the failsafe will never be ready in time."
"FINE" roared David the control on his temper finally slipping, "but I swear to god if this results in a breach along the line, then I will personally rip your organization out of this country myself. Am I understood?"
"Crystal" O5-4 replied with exasperation.
Louisville-2 fortress city
"Gentlemen, we just got a call from command, they got something really big and really nasty rampaging through the second line and they want us to kill it." The voice of Field Marshal Renaud said through the universal PA system. All across the Appalaches building sized guns came to life as eager battery managers filled their men in on what they were shooting at.
Inside the central superstructure the marshal waited as the building sized guns rotated 180* to face the inside of the country. "Load every 10th cannon with an N2 mine." his voice stretched across the command center.
"Marshal are you sure?" came the nervous reply of one of the bridge techs. Renaud nodded his understanding.
"Yes, the order came straight from the top, besides whatever that thing is it's in the middle of nowhere right now."
"Understood Sir!"
"Now," the Marshal's voice cracked like a whip, "fire." The roar of the guns was incomparable to any other sound on earth as over a thousand ten pound slugs poured out of the duel barreled guns at over the speed of sound.
In the span of under a second 9,000 pounds of tungsten and depleted uranium slammed into the monolithic body of SCP 682 who was now pushing the 100,000 ton mark and over a mile and a half tall. These shells which were designed to create a shockwave upon impact into the ground, did a truly massive amount of damage to the flesh. Breaking the AT field in the opening volley and slamming into the stone like flesh of 682. Creating waves of pressure that tore it into a truly unrecognizable mass of flesh. If that wasn't enough then the next volly was the one that was carrying the N2 warheads. They detonated millimeters away from the mass and simply dissolved the tenderized flesh.
"Direct hit!" called the tech, "Target regenerating! Guns confirmed to be recharging! Ready to fire in 5 hours!" Behind his calm exterior the Marshal was worried. Whatever those bastards in the Foundation are planing it had better be good.
Guam
He stirred, the hum of the now archaic quantum computer booting up all around him as data poured into his head. At first he was unable to make sense of the confusing mass of information. Then in the corner of his eye the words "neocortex online, activating primary computational systems… Warning infohazardous knowledge detected censorship is required."
"Fuck." He yelped as an electric shock jolted him out of the chair he had been laying down in. The realization that he had a computer in his head not even registering as alarming, as the data he had received suddenly made sense. Sorting through it in less than a second a wide grin rapidly spread over his face as he came to the realization of just what he could do and why. Along with his newfound knowledge came the overwhelming urge to do…"What?" he muttered.
Stretching his limbs and admiring the whirring of the mechanical servos he pondered the urge. He decided to sort through that and his past later, after all if they had woken him up then something really bad must be going down. He downloaded the information from the nearby satellite linked computer at a glance and confirmed his hunch.
"Woah," he let out a groan "I am decently sure that when I took this job GEHIRN was not in the business of dealing with extra dimensional monsters." He said to no one in particular. It wasn't so much a complaint as much as a statement, it didn't matter though, if what the data was telling him was true. Then this thing had already destroyed a 1/16 of something called the second defensive line and had GROWN FUCKING WINGS. He jumped at that last part.
There was no way something that big should be able to fly without distorting the higgs field even a little. He continued down the report as fast as his computerized thought process would allow. Creature is believed to have access to AT field. EXTREME caution is recommended. Bringing up the definition for AT field brought up nothing in his database. He Sighed "What the hell happened."
He began making his way down the long hallway guided by instinctual memory. Finding the one weapon that would allow him to fight on semi-equal terms with that thing. Unknown to him, the biggest grin of his entire life spread across his face.
"This is gonna be badass." Then a more thoughtful look crossed his face, "gonna need some introductory music though…"
Tokyo 3
"What the heck." Shinji exclaimed as he placed the phone back on the receiver with a hint of frustration, ending the thing's constant state of emergency reminder. "How am I gonna get out of this one." He asked, gazing down at the picture Misato Katsuragi. Rubbing his eyes in annoyance. "Looks like I am on my own, as usual." He exited the phone booth closing the door behind him. Pulling out the SDAT player and putting the earbuds in, he began to walk with no real indication of where he was going, this was his first time in Tokyo 3 after all.
Subconsciously picking up the pace to keep up with the beat of the music. Effectively disconnected from reality, Shinji managed to blindly walk another staggering 30 feet before crashing into a object of some sort of object.
This object just so happened to be a blue and black sports car that. Belonging to very flustered LT. Katsuragi.
"SHINJI! OHMYGOD! IAMSORRY!"
Exploding out of the car, The panicked Lt was by his side in an instance checking him for injuries.
"God" He moaned as he picked himself up off the ground. He gazed up and for the briefest of seconds they were almost nose to nose.
"Ahhhhhh!" Jumping backwards into a nearby telephone pole and breathing heavily.
"Nervous are we?" Misato had noticeably calmed down now. "I don't blame you, after all, this is probably all new to you isn't it!" She said with a smile on her face."Well come on, let's get going!"
"Wait." Shinji gasped weakly as she pulled him into the car either not hearing or not caring.
"Oh! Of course, my name is Misato Katsuragi, but you can call me Misato."
"Um, yeah you can just call me Shinji I guess" He stuttered.
"Not much of a talker are we, that's alright. Here, read this and sit back and enjoy the ride." She said putting the car in drive and taking off at an utterly insane speed.
5 minutes later
"Are we in some kind of rush" Shinji stammered out in fear as he gazed out the window with a growing sense of dread as he imagined the car's potential path of destruction if the roads had been populated.
"Not really no, why do you ask" She said as she ran over another innocent mailbox.
"No reason" he said as he bit down a curse in surprise. How did he never see them coming, they just continued showing up out of nowhere he thought to himself.
"You must be so excited to see your father!" Misato made an attempt at conversation.
"Not really" He replied "I have never even talked to him except for a few times when I visit mom's grave usually."
"Really? My dad and I never got along that well either, you should use this as an opportunity to patch things up with him."
"I can try but I don't think I am gonna make any headway" Shinji shrugged in disappointment. "Besides…" He trailed off as the car entered a tunnel. "Where are we?" He asked.
"The entrance of NERV" Misato answered.
"NERV, is this where my father works?"
"Yep" She answered. Parking the car in a elevator cradle. "So did you read that document?" She asked as the cradle began to descend.
"I did but to be honest there wasn't all that much there to read." He said; holding up the papers 95% of which was either blacked out or "[REDACTED]." "So why am I here? What did my father need from me?" He added the last part timidly.
"To tell the truth I don't really know, They only told me to pick you up, nothing more. Oh! That reminds me do you have that picture still?"
"Yeah, right here" he said pulling the picture out of his satchel. "Here"
"Thanks" she said stuffing it into her pocket. They sat out the rest of trip in silence.
"Misato?"
"Yeah"
"Sorry"
"For what?" The confusion in her voice evident.
"Just for… taking time out of your day to come get me and all. You probably have better things to do being a lieutenant"
She giggled at his nervousness "Shinji, you don't need to apologize for something like that besides, it's not like anything interesting around here happens anyways."
"Thanks" he said the tension in his muscles visibly relaxing. Suddenly emerging from the tunnel the cradle hung precariously from a rail embedded in the rock face. "Woah! How is something like that even possible?" He asked gazing up at the hanging towers the tallest of which were easily 2000 feet, only a few hundred feet from the ground of the chamber in some places.
"Never learned myself to be honest" Misato said obviously disinterested at the sight. "Something about graphene and a tungsten titanium alloy lattice." In the very center of the city where there were no hanging towers sat a monolithic pyramid. Seeing his obvious wonder at the spectacular sight Misato commented, "Welcome to the Geofront Shinji."
"It...It's huge!" The cavern was easily half a mile tall and the pyramid yet it's majesty did not come from it's highet but it's width. Easily 1000 feet long on either side and made of a matte black material. It was a worthy center piece to the city.
"So this is what my father has been doing..." He commented dryly "...figures." He mumbled under his breath. Misato looked over at him concern and understanding in her eyes but not saying anything.
Soon the cradle reached its resting point and they disembarked. Behind them the car was carried away on a conveyor belt. In a panic Shinji turned around but Misato grabbed his shoulder.
"Relax, Your stuff will be taken care of"
"Oh" He relaxed.
The next 15 minutes were spent trying to get from Point A to Point B; The facility truly was massive and it did not help that Misato obviously had no sense of direction. Turning a map upside down before crumpling it up and throwing it over her shoulder.
"Alright, I give up." She stated pulling a cell phone out of her pocket and dialing a number. "Hi! Yeah... Yeah well so what if this is the third time! This place is like maze!" Motioning for Shinji to follow her she turned right and kept walking. After a few more twists and turns they found themselves in front of a hermetically sealed door. The door slid open revealing a blond woman with shoulder length blonde hair wearing a lab coat.
Exasperated she said "This is the the third time this week Misato and today of all days." Before Misato could inquire to what was so special about today the blonde woman turned on her heels and began walking in the other direction gesturing for them to follow her onto the catwalk behind her.
"What the hell is going on Ritsuko! I thought that we had another week at least before the herald's arrival."
"See for yourself" Ritsuko said holding a tablet over her shoulder gesturing for Misato to take it. Grabbing the tablet and scanning over it her eyes widened.
"That thing escaped! High command said they could handle it!
"Apparently not. If they had just killed it while it was hibernating like I had said we could have avoided this but, it would seem that the potential of gaining regenerative properties deemed the risk worth it." Claimed Ritsuko. "And now we are left with their mess to clean up, thankfully the American's barrage would seem to have convinced it to make itself a smaller target."
"I understand that we need to deal with this now but surely you don't mean that…" She trailed off. Shinji was becoming nervous, what the hell were these two talking about and how did involve him. As if to answer his question several spotlights turned on illuminating the area behind the catwalk. Shinji jumped at the sight, the face of a giant greeted him from its resting place in the dark. It was titanic, its head a least 9 feet across.
"This wasn't her decision Lieutenant, it was mine."
That voice! Shinji thought. His eyes leaving the sight of the face and focusing on the speaker above him. "Father! Why have you brought me here." He yelled, all of today's confusion and stress spilling out.
"I had a use for you of course." The man's voice amplified by some unknown device. "You are to pilot Unit 1 and defeat SCP 682 then when they arrive you will help exterminate the Angels." With those two sentences his father had managed to send him off balance. Two questions consumed his mind… Unit 01? THE THING BEHIND ME! SCP 682? That must be what they were talking about earlier. This mental process of connecting the dots did not show on the outside and all that was visible was a scrawny boy staring down at the floor trembling. A sudden resolve to not become a pawn in the game his father was playing struck him and looking straight up at the man who had abandoned him he shouted with as much determination as he could muster,
"I won't do it! I am not even qualified." He added the last part timidly as the explosion of resolve he had felt began to fade. His father looked down at him, pushed his glasses back into position and stated,
"So be it." Turning around and walking back into the depths of the observation room leaving a group of shocked employees. Not 30 seconds after a stretcher was wheeled in, on it, wrapped head to toe in bandages was a young girl with pale skin, red eyes and most surprisingly, blue hair.
"What is she doing here?" Shinji asked with a worried voice after her sharp cry of pain shook him out of his thought process.
"That bastard." Misato mumbled
"I guess we have no choice" agreed Doctor Akagi
"What the hell are you to talking about." Shinji asked as he ran over to the girl. "Oh… god dammit" Gritting his teeth in indecision as he came to the realization of what his father was doing.
To the others in the room it felt like an eternity. To Shinji it felt too fast. "I'll do it" He said.
The process of getting into the so called cockpit or plug as they called it took about 2 minutes. Now secure in the acceleration couch with his hands gripping the butterfly handles he asked,
"So, how does this… hey what the heck!" He yelled out as orange liquid poured into the plug.
"Relax, just breathe it in. It is called LCL it will let us oxygenate your blood directly."
He did so and found that he could in fact, breath.
"Alright, let's get this show on the road!" Misato started hiding her nervousness for the boy's benefit. The titanic supports unlocked and two shoulder pylons were revealed. "Evangelion Unit 01 deploy!" Misato shouted. Unit 01 rocketed to the surface guided by magnetic rails trailing sparks along the way. It emerged seconds later in the outskirts of a city.
"Ok Shinji we have about 2 hours before this thing makes landfall so take it slow, just try walking" Ritsuko said.
"Walking. Right." Taking a step forward then another the behemoth cleared the launch system and proceeded towards the marked point on his HUD, a mountain where he would be able to get a good look at the shore before engaging the target.
Upon arriving he was greeted by the voice of the excited doctor. "Incredible! Your sync rate is holding at 48%" Ritsuko explained. The next hour was a blur as he learned the basics of controlling a multi ton biomechanical monster and how to fire the Maser rifle scaled to its size. "And remember" Ritsuko said, "If the cable becomes disconnected you have 5 minutes of power, tops. Also you have to stop it here. It had to shed several thousand tons in order to achieve flight. If it gets past you it will grow so large it will become unstoppable."
"Shinji!" Misato called before he could formulate a response, "It's here." The boy angled the machine's head out towards the sea. Sure enough in the distance a small dot was growing larger by the second. Shinji's nervousness was growing in sync with the dot. What the hell was he thinking! He wasn't trained to fight!
"I mustn't run away. I mustn't run away I mustn't run away." He desperately repeated the mantra to himself. The creature was very close now. He could see the massive wings unfurled behind it's scaly body.
"What the hell" He distantly heard Misato yell. Inside the control room one of the techs had picked up a radio signal being broadcasted on all channels. Another tech had confirmed a plane with at least a 344 foot wingspan was closing on the target rapidly. "Put it through" Misato ordered. Immediately the entire control room staff were forced to cover their ears to block out the painfully loud sound of heavy metal flooding out of the speakers.
"Who is this?" Misato yelled into the transmitter over the music. No response.
Back in the plug Shinji registered Misato ordering him to hold position. Hearing music he turned it's head towards the source, it was a plane flying maybe 500 feet above the target. Suddenly the bay doors opened and a black humanoid object even larger than Unit 01 came down like a bullet, feet impacting 682 with the clap of a sonic boom and sending both titans hurtling to the ground. As the dust settled on the shoreline Shinji could see both figures standing apart facing each other. 682 was at least the size of Unit 01, it's skin a patchwork of scales and chitin evidently still not recovered from the barrage the Americans had subjected it to. The things face was horrifying, looking like a cross between a crocodile and a human. Two bones protruding from either side of its mouth ready to gore their enemies. The entire monster was a wretched quilt of decomposing flesh, bone and scales.
By comparison the black giant was taller, at least 15 feet taller than Unit 1. It's head seemed to be far more human like than Unit 01 as it lacked the exaggerated chin and horn, the armour on its head didn't extend as far back either, instead the back of its neck was protected by a neck guard that wrapped around the back half of its neck. It's shoulders were also broader than Unit 01's giving way to a upper chest protected by a single large armour piece leading to several interlocking plates of black armour that guarded the lower torso, far more than what protected his own giants body. The one arm he could see was heavily covered in armor plating around the bicep from there the armour tapered of gradually fading into a normal hand. Perhaps the most interesting feature were the pylons. Instead of emerging from the shoulders they erupted just above the wrist on the right side of the forearm ending at the elbow in a wickedly sharp blade. There was nothing off about the legs other than the same strange armour design and the fact that they had been scaled up to accommodate the bulk of the upper body. Perhaps most unnatural was the soft white glow coming from every chink in the armour. Overall it looked far bulkier than the other Evangelion but not unnatural. In truth the extra mass made it seem more… human, Shinji realized.
"15,000 tons! How the hell is that thing even standing up straight?" The voice of Dr. Akagi pulled him from his trance.
"It doesn't matter, Shinji you are to hold position until we can figure this thing out." Misato interrupted. Then the black Evangelion lifted it's left hand, the one Shinji couldn't see, revealing it to be entirely mechanical, the arm wrapped in multiple bands of what he assumed to be metal, each with that erie white glow in between them. The hand was perhaps the most startling part, it was clawed, each finger ending in a razor sharp point. Clutched in those talons were two flaps of skin that Shinji realized were the wings of flesh that 682 had flown on. The music had stopped now... mockingly the titan dropped them at its feet and crushed them under its boot. 682 screamed in rage and charged.
Wildly flinging it's fist at the Eva, 682 held nothing back and put all of its mass into the punch. The Eva caught it. The entire left forearm sliding back on a rail system at the elbow. In retaliation the Eva reared its head back and smashed it against 682's forehead with enough force to shatter the bone armour and rip the captured arm out of its socket. 682 recovered fast with seemingly no sense of pain, standing up and roaring, it's entire body changed, the bone fragments embedded in it's head straightened out becoming spikes. A new arm ending in a lance of bone took the old one's place. 682 charged again but far more measured, slashing at the Eva's right side, avoiding the metallic arm. Now the pylons revealed their true nature, splitting in half with a hiss of steam and flipping forward becoming tonfa blades that crackled with a black energy. The unknown Eva parried a swipe from the lance and began an assault of it's own.
Shinji stood in awe as the two godlike entities clashed, it was apparent that the Eva had the strength advantage, albeit only temporary since 682's muscles were already growing. The Eva scored a glancing blow across the 682's chest, the blade only slicing in a few inches. Instead of following through on the slash the Evangelion canceled it's momentum and pushed the blade inwards causing incalculable damage to internal organs. As opposed to any earthly creature the lizard grabbed the Eva on the shoulders, the lance having fallen off and revealing a new hand. Unable to move it's biological arm the Eva was almost powerless to stop the snapping jaws right in front of it from taking its face off. As the vise like jaws flew forward the Eva managed to get it's mechanical hand in front of it and grapel the monster's face, gouging at the eyeballs the whole time.
The two stood there for a few seconds, each trying to get a hold on the other. Suddenly, the blade stuck in 682's chest slid up... and up... and up, bisecting the monster. The Eva seemed to relax, surely nothing could survive that… until the two chunks of flesh pulled themselves back together and slammed their spiked skull into the Eva twice shattering the optical lenses. Staggered the Eva tried to regain its footing but 682 tackled and pulled it into a bear hug, it's legs enlarging to compensate for the absurd weight of it's target. The Eva tried to get it's blades underneath the tyrant's arms to slice them off but failed. Things were getting desperate now as the armour was starting to buckle inwards the areas around the spine sparking as the reinforcements were subjected to earth breaking force. Rearing back it's right arm the Eva prepared a final desperate strike, armour plates sliding forward below the elbow and vise versa.
"A Higgs field!" He heard doctor Akagi yell over the intercom.
Striking the head of it's enemy with the the force of a falling mountain, 682 was sent flying over a hundred feet away eventually landing on it's back, it's head flattened and misshapen.
Pressing the attack the Eva rushed forward and stabbed the creatures kneecap only to receive kick to the chin from the other leg sending it flying in the general direction of Shinji. His survival instincts taking over he jumped to the side avoiding the flying mech as it tumbled through the air and landed on its knees next to Shinji.
"So does this thing have any weak spots?" came the voice of a boy the same age as him through the goliath's speakers. Before Shinji could formulate a response Misato's voice rang through his own speakers.
"Go for the spine! If it's nervous system is fried then it might interrupt it's regeneration!"
"Alright, but stand by to help me with that rifle. I only have about 2 minutes of power left." The boy said as he reached over and disconnected the pylon on his left arm and attached it to the pylon on the right, joining the two at the seams where they had unfolded to become blades. Doing this allowed him to double the weapon's control over the Higgs field but it could no longer be used as a blade. Flexing the fingers of his mechanical hand, they sprang to life with the electricity of a city block, sparks flying in between the mech's fingers.
"Before I go down there I want you to know, I can tell you are new to this, to be honest so am I. So I understand if you want to stay out of this. But I might need your help so be ready shoot that fucker in the spine. You got that?"
"Yeah and thanks for showing up when you did. I am not sure I could take that thing on in hand to hand." Shinji said the realization that he would not be fighting this monstrosity alone calming him down.
"No problem. Alright, let's go!" The boy roared as he leaped off the cliff side towards 682 intending to crush it's skull with his power maul. His hopes were dashed when 682 grabbed his arm and spun him to the ground with it's back facing Shinji it brought it's lance up to impale the Eva. Shinji snapped the rifle up and pulled the trigger before it could do so. Unfortunately, the maser blast only succeeded in drawing the creatures attention. Turning around and staring the purple behemoth in the eyes. It would have ran at him now but it's attempt were cut short by a clawed hand tearing through it's back, clutching it's spine and discharging enough electricity to power a skyscraper. The monster keeled over. It's flesh bubbling away and disintegrating. The black Eva slumped over to no longer having enough power to keep itself upright.
"Good work Shinji! We are sending a containment team now to handle the rest you can return to base now." Dr Akagi's voice instructed him.
"Uh, OK." He said, still shocked from today's events. He draped the inactive Eva's arm around his neck and began the trek back to the launch platform. "What am I gonna do with this guy?"
"His Eva weighs to much for the rail system. Just lay it down nearby the entrance, we'll question him later."
"Alright then." He laid the Eva face down, grateful to be free of it's bulk. Kneeling down and exiting the plug, Shinji was happy to be free of the crush of the LCL on his chest. Climbing down the precarious ladder and onto the the large frame of the unnamed Eva took about two minutes. "Why hasn't he gotten out yet?" he asked himself as he looked of the external release on the outside of the EVA. Upon locating and yanking the lever downwards he was rewarded with a hiss of steam and the plug being ejected. The plug automatically opened up and Shinji scampered up it's side to check on his savior. After gazing at his condition for a mere second he shouted in a panicky voice towards the approaching retrieval team.
"MEDIC!"