Authors Notes
Disclaimer: If I owned it would I really be doing this? Probably but still I don't own the series, characters, weapons, vehicles, colours or odours used in this story. I do however own the word grbh. A word which one day replace every other word in existance
except for pie....you cant replace pie....yet.
Please review, comment or hurl cream pies if you want, but without reviews the chances of my writing style getting better are about zilch, so on that note, CONTRUCTIVE criticism or just reviews, ideas and such only.......flames are pretty much useless and not wanted........unless I have a BBQ
also looking for a pre reader(s) for the rest of this story, possible future stories and someone to toss ideas around with, always better to have another set of eyes......what would I do if I had four eyes? Hmmm.
~Pseudo
Asuka swore as she looked at the screens all around her.
Less than an hour into the inspection of the new NERV German base, they had been attacked by a hundred people geared up like the local rebels, P.L.F, or the Peoples Liberation Force. Why all these rebel groups choose names to do with liberation and freedom whilst their objective was complete power was a concept that still amused her college graduate mind.
But the situation now was far from amusing.
NERV had 130 civilian personal on the base, workers and technicians pushing themselves as hard as they could to get the new base up and running, while at the same time just twenty five soldiers to defend it, ten of which had just arrived as her body guards.
Now they only had seven soldiers left.
Asuka cursed again, sparing a glance around the room, looking briefly into the eyes of the three bridge bunnies she brought with her, seeing the fear and determination as they looked to her to save them.
Today, she decided, was not a good day to be the Sub-Commander.
"Maya, any luck getting through to central command?" Asuka kept her voice calm and controlled, it wouldn't help to scare those left around her further than they already were.
"No Ma'am, our link with the MAGI was cut as soon as the attack started, I don't even know if our distress call got out in time." Maya's fingers danced across the keyboard, trying vainly to find another connection to the MAGI.
"Ma'am, those two radar marks are ten minutes away, they haven't answered our calls but they are definitely coming right for us." Shigeru reported, his voice barely restraining the fear he felt.
"Sub-Commander, Captain Ayanami reports they are unable to stand their ground any longer and is withdrawing to the command room. She also reports that two more friendly KIA's." Makoto relayed.
Asuka watched on the main screen as a bluenette figure led four others through the corridors, stopping every now and then for fiddle with something on the ground as they made their way towards the command room. 'This is just like seven years ago...same shit different day I suppose.'
A few seconds later and the heavy automatic door retracted revealing a slightly dirty Rei Ayanami, dressed in a business style suit cut wide at the shoulders with a Kevlar vest over her lithe torso and an MP5/10 in her hands. Striding up to Asuka she offered a quick salute before turning to face the monitors, a small smirk gracing her normally stoic face as she watched the rebels charge through where she just was, one of them tripping the claymores they left behind.
"How are we doing out there Wondergirl?" Asuka's eyes never left the monitors, her mind churning out possible outcomes for the fight, none of them ending without shitty funeral music.
"We have four remaining soldiers who are currently setting up a temporary barricade. We have managed to kill around thirty five enemies before withdrawing." Rei replied, her monotonous voice offered little comfort.
"Ma'am, those two aircraft are three minutes out, we won't have a visual until they're right on top of us."
"Scheisse!" At least 90 rebels in the base, with more possibly on the way and all she had between them and her was four soldiers and a steel door. "Scheisse!"
"I believe the term is, 'were screwed', is it not?" Rei moved back towards the door, preparing to go out and join the others in their defense of the command room.
"Really not the time for your poor sense of humor Wondergirl!" Asuka pulled her own SIG P226 pistol out of its old leather holster and chambered a round. "Might as well try to take as many of them with us as we can." Slipping on her own vest she faced the bridge bunnies. "You three stay here and keep trying to get in touch with NERV! And someone find out who the hell owns those planes!" She ordered walking towards the door, muffled shouting and gunshots coming from the other side.
Rei and Asuka sparred a brief look at each other before opening the door separating them from ensuing firefight.
(~)~(~)~(~)~(~)
Above the conflict, skimming just over the tree canopy were two midnight black, sleek VTOL aircraft. If someone looked down on them from space they would assume that the two VTOL's were nothing more than shadows drifting across the earth.
In the belly of one of the VTOL's sat six soldiers, all clad combat gear the same color as the VTOL's. The silence in the heavy silence in the hold broken by the muffled roaring of the engines.
"Alright ladies, ETA is two minutes." The pilots voice crackled through their earpieces and as one each of them picked up their rifles and checked their gear over, preparing themselves for the fight.
Only two things stood out from darkened visage.
Silver anti-flash goggles wrapped around each of their heads, protecting their eyes.
And a small patch on each of their right arms.
A dog with pointed ears, holding a knife with bared fangs.
(~)~(~)~(~)~(~)
The heavy steel door slid into the roof and Asuka got her first good look at the fight, one word came to mind as she surveyed the corridor.
'Fuck!'
Just outside of the steel door to the command room was a temporary barricade made out of anything they could find, steel crates, wooden pallets and even a wheelbarrow. Manning the barricade were three soldiers, each taking turns in firing down the long corridor at their assailants. Asuka looked down at her feet and stared at the corpse of the fourth NERV soldier, a ragged red hole where his nose should have been.
"RPG!" Asuka was brought back to reality as one of the NERV soldiers yelled, moving her eyes up to look down the corridor-
-and the RPG heading right for them!
The soldiers around her dived behind the barricade, hoping that it would hold back the explosion while Asuka, standing in the doorway came to a realization.
'Its too late, I can't move!' The world slowed down through her eyes as the rocket approached. Strangely her life did not flash before her eyes like she had heard from other soldiers and from movies, instead she saw the three most important people in her life.
Her former guardian and current Supreme Commander of NERV, Misato Katsurgi. After the aborted third impact attempt NERV had been at the very centre of a massive global inquest. After months of trials, arrests, interrogations and accusations the majority of the NERV staff were acquitted from taking part in the plans of both Gendo Ikari and the SEELE council as they had no idea of the true intentions behind NERV. Gendo Ikari and SEELE were executed two days after their arrests for hundreds of crimes, the most prominent of which is the attempted global genocide they planned to carry out.
A year after the aborted Third Impact, NERV was reclassified as a UN sanctioned military organization with the job of stopping the wars taking place across the globe as a result of the second impact. Misato was promoted to Supreme Commander of NERV for her actions during the JSSDF assault and as soon as Asuka woke from her coma, she was made Sub Commander, a fact that only added fuel to the fire that was her now tamed, yet vicious ego. Their first order of business was that the Evangelions be disassembled and destroyed.
Rei Ayanami, another of the most important people in Asuka's life had drastically changed after death of Gendo Ikari. Believing that her purpose was robbed from her she tried to commit suicide just as Asuka had come to visit her. Having barely made it in time and saving the blue-haired girl's life the two reconciled with each other over their actions during the Angel wars and started on a path to what is now a very deep friendship. Although Asuka still called her wondergirl, more of a nickname now than an insult.
Rei joined the revamped Section Two and quickly climbed through the ranks until she became its new head, proving to be one of, if not the best combatant and tactician that NERV had.
The last and most important person to Asuka was the one she hadn't seen for seven long years and more often than not the central focus of her thoughts.
Shinji Ikari.
After the aborted third impact the young Ikari disappeared completely from everyone's scope. No one had been able to figure out what had happened to the boy regardless of the two years and millions of Yen spent looking for him.
Everyone just assumed that he had died during the final battle with the EVA series.
Everyone except for her, Misato and Rei.
When she awoke from her coma the very first thing she wanted to do was to apologize to Shinji for everything she had put him through, the abuse, the insults and everything in-between. To this day she still refused to believe that he was dead, instead believing that he was still alive and living out his life peacefully somewhere.
She was shaken out of her pre-death musings as a hand grabbed the back of her vest and with a mighty yank pulled her back through the door into the command room.
Her world sped up again as she fell backwards, her eyes widening in shock as the RPG screamed right through where she was standing and slammed into the far wall of the command room!
Concrete and dust blasted out in all directions as the tech's screamed, luckily the blast missed them.
Asuka looked up to find Rei clutching her vest, barely panting from the exertion of dragging her through the door.
"Now is not the time to be spacing out Sub Commander."
"Spacing...out? I wasn't spacing out!" Asuka yelled freeing herself from Rei's grasp and getting back up to her feet. The gunfight out in the corridor started up again, three more NERV soldiers falling under the rebel's barrage. "Scheisse! Get in here!"
The final NERV soldier fired a short volley down the corridor before getting up and dashing to the steel command door, he was nearly there-
-when twenty bullets slammed into his back, killing him instantly!
Rei watched and mentally screamed at the loss of another of her soldiers. Locking her emotions away again she wasted no time running up to the steel door and slamming her fist on the control panel next to it.
The heavy steel door dropped down from the ceiling and hit the ground, a loud clicking noise signaling it was locked.
Turning back around Rei looked into Asuka's face, her friend's expression showing that they were now well beyond screwed.
"Ma'am, we have a visual on the incoming aircraft." Makoto was caught between getting the concrete dust out of his eyes and watching the monitors.
"Show me." Asuka started to run scenarios of who the aircraft might belong to, 'Not like it will make much difference, either way you cut it were up shits creek without a paddle and getting chased by nymphomaniac leprechauns.' She shuddered slightly, her hatred of the little green abominations stemming from one of Misato's St Patrick's Day parties.
A camera feed from the top of the base showed up on the cracked screen, showing two identical VTOL's lazily circling the surface of the base slowly, each of them giving off an ominous aura. Neither bore any markings showing who they belonged to, but it was clear to everyone in the room that they weren't with the rebels.
Unless the rebels made it a habit to fire at their own people.
The VTOL's, for their part just kept making slow laps of the base, ignoring the gunfire directed at them from below. They were just completing their third round of the base when it happened.
Pandemonium.
Both VTOL's fired with shocking intensity from three gun-pods each, a stream of hyper-velocity tracer fire streaking through all of the rebels on the ground!
The rebels scattered, yelling and screaming as the fingers of death roamed through them, turning the rebels into hamburger.
Some of the made it within a few feet of the tree line just as two of the tracer lines raked through them, making the message clear for the rest.
Don't go that way.
Left with no where to go the remaining rebels, twenty out of the hundred stationed outside ran into the NERV base, going deep into the complex in the hopes of evading their own death.
Everyone in the command room watched in morbid fascination as the two VTOL's, now more like terrifying angels of death continued to their massacre, their guns sweeping across the ground.
"This is either incredibly good, or incredibly bad." Asuka thought aloud, too stunned by the display to think of anything else.
"Er...Ma'am, I've established a connection with the MAGI, the Commander wants to talk to you." Maya tried her best to ignore the main screen, the sight making her stomach weak.
"Put her on the speakers." Garbled static could be heard over the speakers for a few moments.
"Asuka?!" Misato's voice screeched through the speakers, deafening everyone.
"Dammit Misato! Not so fucking loud!" Asuka screeched back, Rei smirked slightly as the irony was lost on her flame haired friend. "Maya, patch through our video to central."
"Already done Ma'am."
"Good." Asuka turned back to the main view screen, watching as the two VTOL's finished up the stragglers and as quickly as they started, ceased firing and began to circle again. "What the hell is going on Misato?!"
"We don't know. About an hour ago every NERV base across the globe, excluding central came under heavy attack. So far the African and Chinese branches have been overrun and we've had no choice but to remotely detonate them." A sigh and some faint slurping could be heard from the other end of the line...
"Now whats happening there?" Misato asked, her voice pitched slightly.
"Short or long version?"
"Short." 'God I need a Yebisu right now. Or twenty.'
"Were getting fucked in the ass with a pineapple." Asuka said simply.
"Maybe a little longer than that." Misato replied, shuddering at the horrid image that line gave her.
"Got here for the inspection, got attacked by some assholes with guns, got pushed back into the command room. The civvies were on break today because of the inspection so the only casualties we have are the soldiers that were with us and the one stationed here, twenty four KIA total."
A few seconds of cursing came from Misato's end of the line.
"What about Rei?" The Commander asked, voice sliding back into business mode.
"I am here Ma'am." Rei answered.
"Just after the attack started we picked up two unidentified aircraft coming right for us, they arrived a few minutes ago and started to tear the shit out the attackers." Asuka continued her report, idly checking her pistol over again.
"The two black VTOL's I'm presuming?" Misato watched a rewind of the rebel massacre moments ago, sipping her black coffee.
"Yeah-"
-CLANG!
Everyone in the command room stopped what they were doing and turned to look at the steel door.
CLANG!
"Oh for fucks sake, can't we just have a few minutes without the threat of our impending death!?"
CLANG!
"Apparently not." Rei replied, taking up a position to cover the door.
"Gonna have to call you back Misato, I'd prefer a rosewood casket and some nice rock music." Asuka said a little too cheerily, creeping out those around her.
"Asuka, those VTOL's should be friendly units, as soon as we lost communication we got in touch with them only to find out they were already on the way. They have orders to extract all NERV personal, turn the base into a crater and then take everyone to Central. Command out." The radio line cut to static.
'...Should be friendly?! ...That damn drunkard, what the hell is going on?' Asuka's griping was interrupted by one of the tech's.
"Sub Commander, one of the VTOL's has broken its pattern and taken a position just off the ground."
Looking back at the screens Asuka and Rei watched as the back of the VTOL dropped open and six three ropes were tossed out. Before the ends even hit the ground soldiers clad in black BDU's dropped down the lines and immediately charged into the structure, holding a tight formation.
After dropping its occupants the VTOL rose back into the air, a line of tracer fire swatting an RPG out of the air before it even came within a hundred yards of the craft.
(~)~(~)~(~)~(~)
This NERV complex was similar to every other of the new ones built around the world. Three levels deep into the earth and a football field size outpost above the surface they are designed primarily to be a permanent forward bases in each of their regions. The training, armory, mess hall and barracks are on the first level. R&D, medical and other small programs on the second.
The third level housed the command room and NERV's brand spanking new combat simulator...which wasn't due for completion for another month.
Outside the door to the command room were ten rebels, each clutching random rifles. The rest of the rebels were scattered across the other two levels.
Rei watched the monitors as the small six man team split into groups of three and then pushed all of the enemies from the first floor, down onto the second before charging down the stairs themselves and attacking the rebels again. However the Black-Clad, as Rei named them, weren't firing to kill the enemy, simply forcing them to keep moving.
Once on the second level the team split into two groups, a team of four and one of two. The four man team kept attacking the rebels pushing them around the scenic route of the second level while the other two man team took the direct approach to the third level stairs, charging down them before disappearing from the camera's range.
'Why are they deliberately taking their time to push the rebels around the second level? Surely judging from earlier they would be able to hunt them down and kill them with little difficulty, yet they are doing this the hard way...why?'
The two soldiers that separated themselves came back into view and Rei suddenly understood what was happening.
(~)~(~)~(~)~(~)
"Spitfire, Guardian and I are set down here." One of the Black-Clad soldier spoke, the throat microphone picking up the vibrations.
"Right, were coming down and second now." The reply came back over the radio. Both of the soldiers brought their rifles up to their shoulders and waited.
A few moments passed before shouting and gunfire could be heard at the top of the stair case, without looking too far ahead of them the rebels charged down it, firing wildly at the demons biting at their heels. In a few seconds all the remaining rebels from the first two floors were on the stairs, rushing down to meet their comrades and set up a line of defense.
That's when the trap was sprung.
Leaning slightly out from the archway Guardian and the other Black-Clad at the bottom of the stairs fired up into the stair case while the other four fired down.
The rebels, left with no where to run were quickly converted from human beings into Swiss cheese as hundreds of bullets ripped through them.
(~)~(~)~(~)~(~)
Everyone in the command room stopped what they were doing as they watched the results of the fighting. The current score was clear.
P.L.F: 0
Black-Clad: A shitload.
The banging on the command room door stopped as the remaining rebels took up defensive positions, waiting for the intruders come for them.
"When I got up this morning and had my coffee, this is the last thing I expected to happen." Asuka watched as the Black-Clad hurdled over the dead bodies without a second glance, moving forward guns up as they came to entrance of the corridor that led to the command room.
"I do not believe anyone could have predicted this outcome to the day." Rei kept a wary eye on the steel door, just in case.
The Black-Clad stopped at the mouth of the hallway, three taking covering positions behind them, two aiming down the opposite tunnel just before the rebel corridor and one of them leaning against the concrete wall, the camera showing their head moving as they spoke.
"I want audio from there right the fuck now!" Asuka yelled, hoping to gleam some information from whatever they were saying. A few seconds of crackling could be heard before the static cleared and voices could be heard.
(~)~(~)~(~)~(~)
Outside in the corridor, the rebels kept their guns trained down the corridor, one of them nearly firing out of surprise when someone yelled down the passageway at them.
"Greetings. I don't suppose it would be too much trouble for you to surrender would it?" A female voice, the leader, yelled down the corridor.
"Qui le fait de baiser sont vous?!" (Who the fuck are you?!) One of the rebels yelled back.
"Je pourrais vous demander la même question." (I might ask you the same question.)
"Nous sommes des entrepreneurs de la Garde Intercontinentale!" (We are members of the Intercontinental Guard!)
"Oh...your bounty hunters? Chasseurs de don généreux?"
"Oui! Qui sont vous?!" The Bounty Hunter leader shouted back, his gun still trained down the narrow corridor.
(~)~(~)~(~)~(~)
"I don't suppose anyone here speaks french do they?" Asuka asked, annoyed she didn't know what they were talking about.
"They are asking who each other are. The Rebels claim to be employees of a company called the Intercontinental Guard. The other soldiers just called the them bounty hunters." Rei answered, her eyes fixed on the screen, the voice of the Black-Clad leader seemed oddly familiar to her but she could not put it to a face or name.
"You speak french? What else do you speak Wondergirl?" Asuka glanced at her blue-haired companion.
"Perhaps this is not the time for this conversation Sub-Commander." Rei replied, still listening to the conversation taking place in the hallway.
(~)~(~)~(~)~(~)
"Vous ne surveilleriez pas capituler vous ? Je ne devrais pas vraiment tuer vous tous." (You wouldn't mind surrendering would you? I'd rather not have to kill you all.) The Black-Clad Captain called down the hallway, nestling her gun back into her shoulder.
"Et sautez sur notre argent ?! Allez vous baisent!" (And miss out on our money? Go fuck yourself!)
"Fair enough." The Black-Clad soldier turned around, facing the two next to her. "Anubis, I want them all dead." Taking a few steps back from the entrance of the corridor as another soldier, taller than herself with predominately male features stepped forward, leaning back on the concrete wall as he pulled an object from his vest and started to fiddle with it.
The silence in the corridor contrasted greatly with the rest of mornings events.
The Bounty Hunters were starting to worry, five minutes of quiet from their new enemy and still nothing had happened. With sweat grouping on their brows and staring down their gun-sights it didn't take them long to spot the object sailing through the air towards them.
Tink-Tink-Clannnng.
All eyes locked onto the small black and orange banded cylinder resting against the makeshift barricade.
Psssst.
Thick black smoke started pouring out of the grenade to the collective thought of 'Merde!' (Shit!) from the bounty hunters.
Some of the bounty hunters frantically reached for their gas masks while the rest of them, not having masks, had no choice but to inhale the thick smoke, instantly coughing and tearing up wishing that they were somewhere far, far away from here.
One of the four bounty hunters that was actually carrying a gas mask looked at his comrades impassively before picking up his discarded rifle and looking down the corridor, his eyes trying to pierce through the black haze that had settled.
A sharp barking sound, a flash from the haze and the pained screams of a bounty hunter being shot.
The other three fired down the corridor as one, peppering the walls and floor with relentless gunfire. The other five Black-Clad soldiers watched as the wall in front of them was chipped away by the bullets.
Silence once again descended in the corridor.
A few seconds passed.
A few more seconds passed.
A few more seconds pas-
-another loud barking came from the haze, sending another bounty hunter gurgling to his death!
Two Hunters left. The leader of this section and a mountain of a man, Kono, and a newcomer to the ranks, a name he hadn't gotten around to learning yet, figuring that he probably wouldn't last long in this line of work.
The rookie held his gun to his shoulder, shaking slightly as he leaped up from behind cover and fired.
Bullets lanced through the air, cutting thin trails through the thinning haze. Within seconds the rookie's gun had run dry and he stood their, panting.
A sharp barking from the Anubis's SCAR-H rifle and Kono watched as the rookies head was torn off, his body crumpling to the ground.
There was only one bounty hunter left now. Kono came in with one hundred strong men, and now only has himself and the sounds of gurgling coming from next to him.
More barking came from the hallway, causing the bounty hunter Kono to frown.
'The hell are they doing?'
More gunshots, this time in three quick rounds.
Realization dawned on Kono as he heard more gunfire.
'He's killing them, making sure they're dead...'
Again, sharp barking.
Again.
Again.
The thick smoke started to clear as the dreadful silence once again set in.
Agonizing, dreadful silence.
Click.
Kono smirked as he heard the sound of a magazine being ejected. Jumping up from behind his cover, he lined up the rifle's iron sights with the figure in the thinning haze and squeezed the trigg-
-BANG!
The gunshot was thunderous in the confined space. Kono, with a smirk still plastered on his face fell backwards, the bullet tearing through his mask, his shallow green eyes and burying itself in his frontal lobe.
The black-clad soldier, Anubis, held his rifle by his side with his left arm, his right extended towards where bounty hunter was, the bullet casing from the Desert Eagle making a quiet tink as it hit the ground.
(~)~(~)~(~)~(~)
The staff in the command room watched as the fight just outside their door came to a close. The shear efficiency and brutality of it more than likely to haunt their dreams for weeks.
"Well...shit, I guess we all get to live." Asuka looked around the room, sighing at the thought of having to abandon this base. It was supposed to be her first command dammit!
"Maya, get the Commander back on the horn and let her know were alright. Makoto, Shigeru, get everything we need." Asuka turned to face Rei, amused by the expression of shock and interest on the blue-haired's face. "Guess we better open the door and see if their friendly or not." 'Not that we have all that much choice, they could easily break in here and kill us all.'
"Yes, it would be unwise to keep them waiting." Rei replied, moving over to the control panel and unlocking the door, her MP5/10 still held firmly in her right hand.
After a moment of loud clicking and grinding the door rose back up into the ceiling, revealing two Black-Clad facing them and the other four with their SCAR-H's trained down the corridor. The smoke from earlier was gone, having been vented out through the air conditioning.
Asuka gave the two soldiers a once over, taking in their silver goggles, sleek gas masks, sleeker body armor and the SCAR-H rifles strapped to their chests and pistols on their thigh holsters. Both the NERV girls spotted the patch on the arms of the newcomers, a dog with pointed ears holding a knife in its bare fangs.
The two parties looked at each other, the scent of burnt gunpowder lingering in the air.
Asuka was the first to speak.
"I am Sub-Com-
-I know who you are Asuka Langley Sorhyu, Second Child and former pilot of Evangelion Unit - 02, promoted to Sub-Commander under Misato Katsuragi following the Third Impact Incident." The female soldier cut Asuka off. "And Rei Ayanami, First Child and former pilot of Evangelion Unit - 00, now currently serving as the head of Section - 2."
"The Commander told you who we were." Rei said, the voice of the Black-Clad in front still felt familiar, although from where she didn't know.
"No, the only communique we received from NERV stated we were to eliminate all hostiles and extract all NERV personnel." The female soldier said, un-clipping her mask and goggles, letting them hang to the side of her face.
To say she was beautiful would be a gross understatement, with her chocolate brown hair pooling around her shoulders, her soft facial features, soft brown eyes eagerly absorbing everything they could, a thin scar on her left ear marred her appearance slightly but at the same time helped make her features stand out more. Her serene face contrasted severely with her black battle gear.
Asuka examined the woman in front of her again, she had to be twenty years old, same age as herself and judging from the way she stood she was very confidant in her abilities.
"Do I know you?" Asuka eased her death grip on the pistol in her hand, but still held it firmly.
"Why Asuka I'm hurt. I thought you would have at least remembered your friend." The woman offered a fake sniff of sadness.
"Friends?" Asuka asked, wracking her brains for anyone that looked like her. Beside her Rei's crimson eyes widened as she realized who was in front of them.
"You really don't remember me? Well I guess that is to be expected since its been just over seven years since we last saw each other."
"Seven years...not ringing any bells I'm afraid." A look of puzzlement spread across her face. Her grip on the pistol tightening again slightly, her instincts told her to be wary of those that said they knew her.
Rei on the other hand recognized the voice, a voice she had to hear nearly every day she went to school.
"Class Representative?"
So...thoughts?
Yay...first story...and hopefully not my last.
Do you think I should flesh out the story a bit more in the next chapters....it feels a little rushed to me, anyone else feel that?