Chapter 1: Origin

A man was alone in the night with nothing else in view in an alleyway. Many feelings were scattered by the damage that was done that very night. Angered by the thoughts of what had happened after his son had been born. He still doesn't know why it had happened the way it had. Slashes of marks from knives being dragged against the brick were very prominent in the street light that lied in the dark night. His dark-hued butterfly pin was the only thing he had of her before she had disappeared without a trace. It glows as his emotions get more vast as the knowledge of her hits him once more. He will avenge her. He will avenge her.

Numerous doctors rushed to the sounds of siren-intoxicated room. Machines blared with peculiar pitches that would give anyone an anxiety induced attack.

There lied a woman. Lifeless. But still alive.

Well, Evangelion Dupain-Cheng experienced nothing of the usual. She came into the world like a delivery that no one knew what to do with and nobody wanted to sign for. Only a few months earlier, her father had lost the ownership for the bakery they struggled to keep up with. They faced measures that nearly put their lives in jeopardy but only to sufficiently support their starting point of their family. Two days before the delivery, Sabine's health suddenly began to deteriorate. She couldn't do simple movements like standing up. She found it immensely difficult to breathe.

Sabine Dupain-Cheng began to lose hope. Lose hope for their household and finances. Lose hope for her life. Losing hope that she would be able to support her daughter.

On the twenty-seventh of September, She felt contractions that started to rupture her in the most intense of ways. Her husband found her curling up to a corner of the room with a blanket in the grasp of her hands. Her knuckles white. Her breath shaky with uneven gaps of air. Tom Dupain-Cheng hurried to her side and rushed her to the hospital.

Her levels grew beneath the surface and started to fail on her. Analyzations clamored around her from doctors that entered the room after hearing those ghastly noises that originated from machines surrounding her. They luckily got her in the shape to deliver the baby in a stable matter.

A female doctor placed the baby in her arms, and for the first time in a while Sabrine broke into a heartfelt smile. "Evangelion," she whispered.

Sabine's smile began to fade. Her face paled to a new shade of white in a matter of seconds. She clenched her eyes shut and began to struggle for breath. Tom was desperately trying to get doctors in to inspect her. Her hands twitched and Evangelion rolled from her arms and into her lap. Every machine in the room began to wail and frantically beep with astonishment. Lights had abruptly dimmed. Doctors and nurses huddled over Sabine. They were extensively trying desperately to work a miracle. It was no use. A doctor picked up Evangelion and handed her to one of the fellow attending nurses. She stepped quickly out of the room with the child while Tom was with his wife holding onto her. Minutes later Sabine Dupain-Cheng closed her eyes, concluded her labored breathing, and passed away.

A little bluenette ran around and plopped herself in the pools of rain Paris had to offer. Even though it was cloudy with soft hues of grays, the day wasn't monochrome. Evangelion soon sat at the edge of the bench that was there at the park soaked. Pitter patters of numerous pairs of shoes hitting the groundwater were prominent with sound as everyone was rushing. Kicking her legs at the cool air, she was waiting for her father as he was making a call to the bank that's loaning them money. More specifically, for the bakery he had always wanted to construct. The kids in the park were screaming with joy and sounds that clamored to larger ones. Evangelion saw her father get more distracting by the minute with finally grasping the goal her mother always wanted to succeed. Tom Dupain-Cheng wandered off further away from his daughter.

A ladybug flew into Evangelion's view. It passed her and flown into an alleyway yards away. Mesmerized, she wandered closer to the spotted insect. The sounds of crunched rock and water ricochet into the air. Her father's voice gradually faded away as she walked. As she walked deeper into the alley, the ladybug came into view once again with a captivating red. She inspected the delicate details of the appearance of the ladybug. The seven spots was perfectly aligned with its shiny, red-and-black body. In many cultures, ladybugs are considered good luck.

Footsteps that became audible snapped Evangelion out of her trance. She turned to see a businessman who was staring right at her. His movement had a steady rhythm while he was looking at her with intent. He had eyes of a dull, tired blue. Ones that used to have life but now have a bitterness and cold feeling to them. His blonde hair was swept to the back of his head.

She felt a strange vibe from this man. A feeling that would stick with her for what seemed to be forever.

He passed and looked straight ahead as he walked away.

The bluenette went back to observing the rich and delicate details of the spotted creature.

Evangelion was in the fort she and her father made with twinkle lights flowering over her in their small apartment in the city. She sat there picking at the velvet blanket her mother made her before she was born in her grasp. Only would Sabine have known that her daughter would have a knack for clothing design as well as a few other hobbies Sabine had took on in the early stages of her marriage. Tom Dupain-Cheng adjusted the entrance so he could bring in the pastries he was raised to make. He brought in Evangelion's favorites-Lemon bars, Éclairs, Croissants, Pain au chocolat, and finally macaroons. Her father would spew facts about ladybugs due to her mother liking them. Evangelion began to as well and it was a way she connected to the mother she never got to know. He would say something like 'Ladybugs are colorful for a reason. Their markings tell predators: "Eat something else! I taste terrible." She as well got to learn when threatened, the bugs will secrete an oily, foul-tasting fluid from joints in their legs. He said that they may also play started to burst out laughing and her father joined in with her. The sounds of laughter and bonding echoed off the brick walls around them.

The sound of footsteps woke her up to reality. She felt an unwanted presence. Then, they frantically faded away in the opposite direction. New steps come closer, a much warmer presence. Slowly, she turned away from the spotted insect- to look behind her.

"Evangelion! I've been looking for you. What are you doing over here? Are you okay cinnamon bear?" said the man who smelled of sweet pastries.

Evangelion let out a relieved sigh. She nearly thought she finally did it after running off to somewhere else for what seemed to be the millionth time. She came closer to her father and hugged him.

"Sorry Papa, I really didn't mean to go without you. It won't happen again. But look at what I found." Evangelion gestured to the direction of the delicate looking ladybug. It was looking as innocent as ever. The ladybug flew up close to land on Evangelion's small hand.

"Y-your mother would wear spotted earrings for the longest time. I never saw her take them off until-unt-until she saw how much of a beauty you were," he said with a warm but sad smile. It started pouring more so than minutes before. "Let's go home. It's starting to pour out-we can try my new experiment with some chocolate cookies I'm thinking of using for the bakery!" He pulled her up to the sky and carried her through the rain. Everyone was rushing to get somewhere. They walked and finally saw the brick building around the corner.

The bluenette fell asleep in his arms. The baker climbed up the stairs to reach the destined room for the girl.