Author's Note: This story takes place in the "End of Evangelin" Continuity with some minor changes that I will get to in a few chapters. I've got the first six or so chapters worked out. Please Rate/Review
I - Asuka
The rusted exterior of her high rise apartment wasn't the prettiest thing to look at. It was covered with wear and tear from the ground level lawn all the way up to the highest antennae at the top of the building. Asuka didn't exactly live in wealth but she wasn't living in poverty either. The past 15 years hadn't been kind to the residents of Tokyo 3. She was lucky to have a place to call her own even if it was small.
The alarm clock blared with its loud monotonous beep for about five minutes before she rolled over swatting it with her right hand. As she hit the snooze button at the top of her alarm clock she nudged a pair of red & black hair clips and a picture frame to the floor. As soon as the picture frame crashed to the floor she sprung awake and into action, scooping up her keepsakes from the floor and putting them back in place.
"Kaji, I am so sorry I hurt you!" She said to the aged photograph. It had been taken the day she met that idiot, she thought as the smell of the ocean breeze and memories of the fresh air blowing through her hair returned to her. Asuka stretched out and palmed her clips heading towards her small dresser mirror.
She tied back her hair into twin ponytails, placing the clips close the base of each tail. She stared back at the almost alien face staring at her. At least, it was how she felt when she looked back at photos taken 15 years ago. then, she was petite, proud and had so much potential ahead of her. The larger girl that stared back at her wasn't her, she thought as she opened a pill bottle and popped her morning pill, as she had done every day since the fifteenth angel attacked. She finished her morning routine by swinging a knitted red and black sweater over her white top/jean shorts as she headed for the frontdoor.
Unknown to Asuka the supports that held the building up were over 30 years old. No one above ground could hear the support beams break and the gears beginning to churn slowly. As she gripped the door knob a sudden feeling of vertigo overcame her. The building rapidly began to descent into its previously protective protracted form below the city streets.
Asuka only had a few seconds to get a hold of herself as she gripped the doorframe. Her mind went blank half through the trip into the geofront.