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EVANGELION
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The Angel with Broken Wings
Episode 0: Prologue
A Fan Fiction series
By
Turles
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The year was 2004; it had already been four years since that disastrous event in the Antarctic, the event that has come to be known as "The Second Impact", and in only those few short years the world has become a true hell. Millions, perhaps billions, of people are dead, either from the Second Impact or from the ethnic conflicts and civil wars that have spawned. Thousands upon thousands of different plants and animals have perished from that one event. A singular catastrophe has changed the world, even though the entire truth was never told. It was believed that a comet had impacted the Antarctic and caused "The Second Impact", but the truth is out there for those brave enough to find it.
On a lonely stretch of road that spread across Japan a singular car was traveling on it to Tokyo-2. In the front seat was Tsutomu and Megumi Nagisa. The two of them were reporters for the Tokyo-2 Times. This was the same couple that brought the news of the Second impact not only to Tokyo-2, but also to all of Japan.
Riding in the back was their son, Kaworu Nagisa. He was seat belted into the back seat, fast asleep with his chin on his chest. He slept like a baby even though Kaworu was only 4 years old. At least that's his estimated age.
Kaworu wasn't actually Tsutomu or Megumi's true son, he was found. The couple had found the little child in the debris of what used to be Tokyo. It was like the other major cities across the globe. The buildings were broken as if they were made out of gingerbread. The blast was powerful enough to knock down the buildings yet leave only remnants of steel and glass standing. Tokyo, since it was on the Pacific Sea, it was flooded like New York, Washington, Paris, London and Hong Kong. All of those cities had rivers for what used to be their streets and an ocean bed that used to be part of a commuters walk from home to work.
It was within the rubble along the shores (or the outskirts of Tokyo) that Kaworu was found. He was lying in the rubble of glass and steel and when Megumi found him she expected him to be cut up and bruised or bleeding. Yet he was there naked, crying and unharmed as if some unknown force protected him. Since neither Tsutomu nor Megumi had no children of their own they took in the infant and called him Kaworu.
The most distinguished feature that Kaworu had when he was found was his general appearance. He had pale, albino-like skin, his hair was a grayish color and his eyes were red. When a doctor examined him he said to the adoptive parents, "Physically, there's nothing wrong with him."
Kaworu slept peacefully in the back seat while his mom and dad were discussing the discoveries that they've made.
"What did you find out about the Katsuragi Expedition?" Tsutomu asked
Megumi pulled out papers and read them to her husband, "According to what I found out," she reported, "The only survivor was 15 year old Misato Katsuragi, the daughter of the man who lead the expedition. It was said that she was in a catatonic state when she was found drifting in the sea."
"What about Seelee? Who are they and what are their plans?"
"I've found out something about those people. They're a secret organization that was established well before the Second Impact, actually they were established by the United Nations. As a matter of fact I found out what actually caused the Second Impact."
"What was it?"
"It was a creature that Seelee calls 'The First Angel': 'Adam'. Those in the Katsuragi Expedition reported that it was a giant glowing being. They tried to contain it for their use but the being self-destructed. At least that's the explanation that they came up with for themselves."
"So, Seelee has been behind this the whole time."
"No only that but they've been following prophecies from the Dead Sea Scrolls. That's what brought them to the Antarctic and the Katsuragi Expedition. What they planned to do with Adam is unclear to me."
"Whatever their plans are we have to get this out to the public. Something tells me that Seelee has more planned than what we think."
Megumi turned to look at the sleeping Kaworu. She looked at him and thought about what a good boy Kaworu was. Yet she thought about that day when she and Tsutomu found him in the rubble of Tokyo. She kept thinking about how it was that a child could have survived the destruction of a city.
"What are you thinking about?" Tsutomu asked
"Kaworu," She said, "It seems kind of odd that he was born around the time after the Second Impact."
"They say that for every life that dies a new one is born."
Kaworu was dreaming, in his dreams he saw different things. He saw things that didn't make sense to his four-year-old mind, yet on another level they did make sense. He kept seeing images of one girl and one boy. The boy was crying loudly in his torn up shirt and a bag by his side. The cries that Kaworu heard sent pain into his heart he wanted to help the child but he couldn't. The girl that Kaworu saw had red hair and was hugging a teddy bear. He felt the same feeling when he heard the girl crying. Were these children crying for their parents? Had their parents died? As the visions sped along he heard himself question himself.
"I am Kaworu Nagisa." He said in his dreams, "But who am I? What am I?"
All good questions for a four-year-old to ask, then Kaworu saw something again in the dream. All was black now, but from the darkness came light. Kaworu saw a point of light in front of him and he saw a figure approaching him. He looked closely and he saw that the figure wasn't quite human, though it had human form. He continued to look into the darkness and saw that the figure had wings, Angel wings that sprouted out from his back and curled around his body. Then Kaworu saw it's face, he looked closely as the light brightened around the figure. The face was his; the angel had Kaworu's face.
"An Angel?" Kaworu asked himself
Meanwhile in reality Tsutomu and Megumi were discussing Kaworu.
"If we find out the whole truth." Megumi warned, "Seelee might come for us."
"This is our job as reporters, we must get the truth out to the people."
"But will this right for Kaworu?" Megumi asked as she looked back to the still sleeping Kaworu.
Tsutomu simply replied, "I am thinking of Kaworu. I want him to live in a world where he can have the right to know what he wishes."
The car passed along the lonely stretch of highway and a green traffic sign passed them. It read the Tokyo-2 was only 2km away.
"We're coming close to Tokyo-2" Tsutomu stated, "We're almost home."
Tsutomu applied his foot to the break as he saw the exit off the highway. He turned into the lane that leads to the exit. When he pressed down on the break the car didn't slow down. He pressed his foot down again and the car still didn't slow down. Without his wife watching, Tsutomu rammed his foot down onto the break pedal and still the car didn't stop.
In front of them the sharp curve of the off ramp was coming at them fast like a freight train. Tsutomu took the wheel and tried to steer around the curve, but it was too late, the sheer speed of the car being on the freeway was enough that the car flipping. In that instant the car was spinning in mid air with its passengers inside feeling the effects. It seemed so much faster in real life then it does in the movies. In the movies at least the good guys don't die in car crashes though it seems that it was going to happen.
The only thing that was running through both Tsutomu and Megumi's mind was Kaworu. The two of them had raised him for four years as if he was their own. If the time was lengthened then the best action they would have taken is to save Kaworu. They didn't think about their own lives, Kaworu took presence over their thoughts.
Even with the car tossing and turning like a carnival ride Kaworu was still resting peacefully. At least until the car tipped forward and the seatbelt that held Kaworu snapped which sent him flying forward through the windshield. He was sent out into the cold night but he was sent forward and the tumbling-crashing car was coming right at him. As Kaworu landed on the cold ground the crashing car came at him and an orange octagonal field that seemed to pop up out of nowhere stopped it.
Megumi and Tsutomu saw this and wondered what was going on, but before they could even ask the field had shoved forward and sent the car flying onto it's side. While inside the car the fuel injector was leaking and the sparks from the internal combustion engine had set it on fire. Thus the car exploded and burnt its passengers alive, leaving Kaworu on the cold ground.
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Kaworu felt the moisture of the cold wet ground touching his face like a pillow. He started to come around; his blurred vision only picked up color blotches. He could see blotches of red, blue, yellow and orange. They moved around in Kaworu's vision in an erratic behavior like fire flies.
His ears picked up only muffled voices. It was like trying to hear the voice of another person through from under water. The voices, though muffled sounded distressed, like paramedics.
Slowly, Kaworu regained sight and sound. The blotches of color turned from their beautiful dance to a horrible nightmare. Kaworu saw the car he traveled in with his mom and dad. It was on its side, Kaworu could see its underside, all of its inner workings, internal plumbing and wires. He could see fire; the fire was seeping out from the side windows like steam. From that vision of the car on its side and the fire, Kaworu's brain instantly sent the message through his whole body. His parents were dead.
The colors of red and blue were the police lights as well as the ambulance. Kaworu looked in all the vision that he regained and saw shadowy figures standing over him like doctors. He watched them hover above like angels, he almost wished that he was dead so he could be with his mom and dad. One of the shadows that hovered over him had shunned a light into his eyes. As his pupils began to dilate his hearing had returned.
"He's coming around!" A man's voice called out
"Get him into the ambulance." Another voice called out.
Kaworu felt his body lift up as if he was floating. He looked up and he saw white light consume all his vision. It was like that shadow figure who shunned that light into his eyes only now it was amplified.
"Please." Kaworu pleaded in his mind as if he was praying, "Don't let them be dead."
He couldn't hold onto consciousness any longer as his eyes closed slowly and he drifted off to sleep.
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Some time later: After the car crash that ended the lives of Megumi and Tsutomu Nagisa, Kaworu was sent to live at a near by orphanage. He was there only for a few months but in that time he was there he had become aware of his parents death. He learned of what happened that night. He learned that the cars breaks had failed which sent the car into a near by ditch. Kaworu did survive but his parents didn't. For a few months he became reclusive but somehow he came around and he was happy with the other children of the orphanage. At least until one day he was sent to a foster home.
Kaworu sat in his room reading Charlotte's Web when he heard a loud door slam. Kaworu's room was small and square, the bed took up half of the space. The bed was against one wall that was furthest from the door while the rest of the room consisted of a bookshelf and a desk. Anyone else would have suspected that the room was more like a hotel room than a permanent residence.
The loud door slam was a sign to Kaworu of what was to come through that door. It was the same thing that had been plaguing him for the past few weeks since he arrived at this home. This plague that would come through that bedroom door had left the bruises, cuts and scrapes on Kaworu's body. Kaworu lifted his hand to feel the bruise and cut against his left cheek. It was left there by that plague beyond that door just a week ago and it hadn't completely healed just yet.
Kaworu heard the loud footsteps coming up the stairs to his room. From the light under the door, Kaworu saw a shadow standing in the lights way. Almost as if it was pure evil that was obstructing the light of God. He watched as the doorknob turned and the door opened and he saw the plague that was going to leave more cuts, scrapes and bruises on his body. It was his foster father, Todd; a tall, pudgy balding man with a dirty beer and sweat stained tank top. He had hair on his arms all the way up to his shoulders, down his back and his chest. He skulked into the room with a bottle of Sake in his hand and took a swig of it and drank it like water.
Kaworu watched this plague chug down the Sake like a drinking contest and with the light coming from behind he saw that his foster father was wearing his rings. Three rings on the hand that swigged the Sake bottle and to on the free hand. This is what left Kaworu with those cuts, scrapes and bruises, but some nights this plague would come with a belt or a pipe in his hand. It was evident that he was drunk tonight.
Todd belched and said in his slurred drunken voice, "Are you ready for what's coming to you. You little shit."
Kaworu didn't say a word; he knew that if he said a word it would make it worse. He knew that he couldn't run. That was obvious the first time he tried it, when he did the foster father caught him by Kaworu's collar and dragged him back for more beatings. It was best if Kaworu kept his mouth shut but he couldn't stand it. Being in this home that smelt of stale beer and sweat just like him.
Todd took another swig of the sake and skulked closer to Kaworu, he dropped the book and waited for what's coming. Yet he felt as if tonight was going to be different, he watched Todd take the last swig of the sake, now the bottle was empty. Todd raised the bottle and cracked it on the hard wood floor, smashing it into a jagged sharp edged weapon. Todd raised the bottle again this time with the jagged edge down like the butcher knife in the movie Psycho at the shower scene. This was different than those times that Todd would come to Kaworu's room with his belt or a pipe. Kaworu had a conception that with sharp objects comes sharp pain.
He closed his eyes and waited for the pain to come as he did he heard Todd's voice call out, "What in the hell?!"
Kaworu opened his eyes and saw an orange flat octagonal field stretched out in front of him like a shield. Todd was holding the broken bottle weapon against the field and trying to get through it. He lifted it and pounded away at it like a prospector, yet he couldn't get past the field.
Kaworu saw his opportunity to run, the thought ran through his mind over and over, it took over like an impulse to do his hearts desires. As this thought ran through his mind, the orange octagonal field made a shove forward sending Todd flying against the wall.
It was a sight to watch, to see that plague be brought down. Kaworu didn't know how this field appeared or what it was but all he cared about was getting out of that house.
"Get out, now! Get out now!" His mind kept telling him.
He regained control of his legs that were paralyzed with fear. He got off the bed and ran down the old stairs and out the door to the streets. The direction didn't matter to him, he simply ran, he ran until his muscles burned and his veins pumped battery acid. Then he ran some more.
"I'm free." Kaworu thought, "Thank God and all his angels I'm free."
He looked up to the night sky to see the clouds being illuminated by the cities lights. He felt the wetness fall down on his face. It was raining, he felt the rain trickle down his face, to his neck and to his body. The rain was cooling the sweat had accumulated on his skin from the running. He didn't care where he was, all he knew is that he was far away from Todd and that hell that was dared to be called his home.
He raised his hands to the sky saying his own kind of thanks to God himself.
"Thank you." Kaworu whispered.
To be continued…
Author's Notes:
This is a story about the Fifth Child, the 17th Angel; Kaworu Nagisa. I always had a fascination with him and I wanted to do something that deals with his past. So I thought it over and I notice that most of the Eva pilots have to have something disastrous happen to them at a young age. Example: Shinji Ikari is abandoned at the age of four. So I thought about it and this is one possibility of the mystery that surrounds Kaworu Nagisa.Originally I did a few things completely different from the series, then I thought that I should try to merge it with the series so it would seem a little more authentic. I was reminded of what one author told me that an Author Created Character could only be an observer but not a participant. However in this case Kaworu is an official character, but he doesn't show up until the 24th episode. Plus he knows so much about everyone in Evangelion, so I felt why not have Kaworu as an observer through the whole series? At least that would be a better way to explain why Kaworu knows so much about Shinji in the first place. I do apologize for my grammar, I wanted to see what kind of reaction this would get, so with this new version of "The Angel with Broken Wings". Enjoy
