Author's notes: I don't own Evangelion yadda yadda yadda.
Saturday
Morning. The start of a new day. The dawning sun gently rose from the cover of the dark mountains and its bright light silently crept over the small city of Musashino, bathing it in an orange aurora. A young boy awoke from the sun glinting on his face as his silent alarm. His iris contracted around the pupil, regulating the amount of light entering his eyes. The dimly-lit room he was in slowly came into focus. Was it a dream? He wondered. He jumped out of bed, threw back the curtains and pushed open his window. Squinting his eyes from the sun, he took in the view that was before him.
Mountains, houses, small buildings…It was all familiar to him. He began rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. After verifying that the things he was seeing were not an illusion, he quickly ran back into his room, up to the small trash can in the corner and viewed its contents. Sure enough, there were shreds of paper and on top of those shreds, lay an ID card labeled with his name in bold, black letters: Shinji Ikari
Shinji stared at the trash can, lost in thought for what seemed like hours. In the end he gave a heavy sigh and began getting ready for the day.
Making his way down the dimly-lit hallway, Shinji stopped short in front of the door next to his room. Curios, he slowly and quietly turned the knob. Peeking inside, he blinked in surprise as there was no one in the room. The bed was made, the curtains were drawn open and a faint aroma of men's cologne lingered in the air. It was then that he remembered his teacher giving Shinji the day off to prepare for the trip to Tokyo-3.
"I don't like this." Shinji muttered to himself inside his teacher's small apartment. The dreams he had were so depressing, horrifying and extremely vivid. He barely had the will to pack everything into his suitcases and duffle bag. By the time he was finished, Hiroshi Fujii arrived home. At 5'11", the 27-year-old teacher seemed to stand out from the rest of the faculty. In appearance, Hiroshi is tall and thin, but with muscular shoulders. He has dark brown hair and dark brown eyes. He is usually dressed in a blue leisure suit, with a yellow shirt and Lupin III inspired boots. Shinji made a mental note never to mention that to him again. The last time he did, he had asked Shinji if he wanted to spar a little. The young boy naturally didn't stand a chance as he was pinned to the ground in less than thirty seconds.
Afterwards, Shinji was never tempted to spar with his English teacher. As a specialist in Jeet Kune Do, Shinji knew Hiro (he preferred to be called that) went easy on him, but that didn't stop his nose from bleeding or the two fat bruises, one on his arm and another on his leg to darken under his skin. On the bright side to that, Hiro had felt so bad about what he had done (despite the fact he didn't show it), he let classes leave early without homework.
"Yo." he greeted
"Welcome back." Shinji replied after turning off the television from the couch in the livingroom.
Hiro didn't bother taking off his shoes, much to Shinji's dismay since he mostly does the cleaning around the small 2 bedroom apartment. "So, you done packing?"
"Yeah." he nodded
"Sure you wanna go?" Hiro asked, placing a cigarette to his mouth, cupping his hands and lighting it.
"Yeah." Shinji wondered if Hiro had a lighter surgically implanted to his palm. It seemed like he never drew it out of his pocket. "I...don't think I have a choice." he added.
Hiro raised an eyebrow and took out his cigarette. "Sure about that?" he asked. "Well, I guess you're right. your dad is the Commander of NERV." he placed the death stick back to his lips and breathed in. "must be important if he's asking for you..." he said deep in thought with the cigarette still in his mouth. "So," he said blinking out of his daze, "what's for dinner?
Shinji walked from the livingroom to the kitchen and began scrounging through the fridge, "I didn't have time to make dinner. There's instant, though."
Hiro sighed, "Yeah, sure." and made his way to the leather couch where the remote sat. Turning on the television, he began channel surfing until he came to a martial arts movie.
Ten minutes went by and the dinner was ready. "Aren't you supposed to grade today's homework?"
"I'll get to it during class." was Hiro's usual reply. The man was rather lazy in school. In truth, he acted a bit more like a PE teacher than an English teacher every time he walked the class out to the fields. The bright side to that was that the fresh air woke everyone up, even Hiro taught better while the class exercised. Of course, there are times when he runs late on grading...
Both males ate their meal in silence. Well, Hiro had the TV on so there wasn't much reason for him to talk at the moment. "Weak." Hiro mumbled on his riceball as the main character in the movie was taking down assassins that were sent out to kill him.
"Why do you watch this if you find it boring?" Shinji asked aloof.
"'Cuz there's nuthin' else on" he answered after swallowing his meal. Looking at the clock he noticed it was a quarter past eight. "You should get ready for bed if you really wanna go-"
"I told you. I don't have a choice." Shinji cut in. getting up, he began making his way to his room.
"Hey."
Shinji turned around just in time to catch a clear plastic bag full of black items. After a careful examination, he realized it was sparing equipment. "What's all this for?" he asked looking up at his teacher.
"Wanna go at it one more time?" Hiro asked, holding a similar bag like Shinji's.
Shinji deadpanned, "And get another bloody nose?"
"So is that a yes, or a no?" he grinned.
"Are you gonna go easy on me?"
"About as easy as last time." he smirked.
Shinji thought about this for a minute. Then he reached into the bag and pulled out the equipment and strapped the head, punch, kick and shin guards on. "Hey, where's the chest guard?"
"What am I, made of money?" retorted Hiro.
Shinji rolled his eyes and charged full speed into the livingroom towards Hiro.
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Two minutes later, Shinji was nailed to the floor with a knee planted on the side of his head. Breathing heavily, he tapped the floor, "I give! I give, get off!"
Hiro, barely breaking a sweat, got off the beaten boy and arranged his clothes the best he could under the "protective" foam gear. "I'm impressed," he said unstrapping his gloves, "you lasted longer than I thought. When'd you get so good?"
Unlike Hiro, Shinji was covered in sweat. Two minutes seemed like forever when you're going all out. Amazingly, nothing was knocked over or broken. Then again, Hiro, no doubt, was leading Shinji away from anything vulnerable to the floor. "Dunno." Shinji shrugged.
"Well, I gotta admit, that was a little fun for the last night, don't you think?"
"...I guess." was all Shinji said as he was removing his sweaty protective gear "So how much did this stuff cost you?" he asked, stuffing the plastic bag in the hallway with its contents.
Hiro was doing the same. "nothin'."
"Nothing?" Shinji blinked.
"They're supplies from the school."
Shinji sweatdropped, "So...the chest guar-"
"I didn't wanna bother finding it."
"Lazy cheapskate." Shinji just barely ducked in time as a bag full of foam equipment flew overhead.
"Whatever. Go take a shower, you need it more than I do." as Shinji made his way into the bathroom, Hiro wondered why there was a sudden change in the boy. He was usually meek and shy about anything and almost everything. "Wonder if he's been sneaking out or something..."
Sunday
The next day, both Shinji and Hiro got up and prepared themselves for the day. Hiro helped pack everything into the red, beat up-looking Jaguar XJ-S. Neither of the two exchanged words as they made their way to the monorail station. As they waited on the platform for the monorail to arrive, Hiro decided to break the ice, "You nervous?"
"No. I'm not."
A simple reply… Hiro thought, might be lying, though. "...scared?"
For a long time, Shinji remained silent. "Yeah." Shinji stared straight ahead as if trying to convince determination into himself. Just then, the PA announced the monorail arriving soon and to stay behind the yellow line.
Once the monorail came to a complete stop, Hiro helped load Shinji's luggage. He stared at Shinji for a moment as the boy stood before the monorail. He then laid his hand on top of Shinji's head and tousled the boy's hair, causing Shinji to look up at him with surprise. "You'll do good, kid." and gently pushed his head towards the direction of the monorail.
Shinji stumbled through the doors and looked back, blinking with a confused expression. Seeing his teacher waving at him with a goofy grin plastered on his face. Shinji stared at him for a bit, worried at the change in behavior on his teacher, but then couldn't help himself and chuckle a bit, grin back the same way and waved his teacher goodbye as the monorail began to move.
Shinji quickly pressed his face against the glass window and looked back to see his teacher still waving until he disappeared from view. This, Shinji thought as he made his way to sit down, is very different from before.
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Upon arriving Tokyo-2, Shinji did what he figured was the only thing he could do; sit on the stairs to the monorail station entrance. With the envelope in hand that was sent to his house about a week before his departure, Shinji pulled out the photo inside. Feeling blood rushing to his face as he reminisced what had happened, he quickly placed the picture back into the envelope and stuffed it in his back pocket. Feeling a round object in the pocket, Shinji pulled out a 100 yen coin.
He flipped it in the air for a good half hour before he got bored again. Looking around, he found a rock and began etching away at the tiny piece of metal. His thoughts were turned to the announcement made by the PA:
"May I have your attention? As of 12:30 pm today, a special state of emergency has been declared for the Kanto and Chubu regions surrounding the Tokai district. All residents must evacuate to their designate shelters immediately. Repeat: as of 12:30 pm today, a special state of emergency has been declared for the Kanto and Chubu regions surrounding the Tokai district. All residents must evacuate to their designate shelters immediately."
Suddenly the birds around him quickly took to the air in frenzy. A loud boom bounced off the walls and heavily vibrated Shinji's eardrums. After squinting through the pain, Shinji looked to the hills at the source of the noise. His eyes widened with hopes of doubt at what he was seeing. The giant, green creature had, what looked like bone-ish armor protruding from its shoulders, ribs and legs, stepped out of the hills with thunderous footsteps. His heart raced painfully as two missiles shot through the air above him, causing the small boy to fall to the ground.
Shinji watched as bullets, missiles and bombs had no affect to the Angel. The Angel blinked, almost in annoyance and skewered one of the onslaughting V-tols. The aircraft tumbled to the ground before Shinji, and just like before, the Angel took flight, levitating stories into the air and smashing the remains of the V-tol under its foot like an empty soda can.
Shinji shielded his face from the intense heat that shot at him. Once he put his arms down, he quickly regretted it. The Angel blinked several times at the tiny boy from his bone-like bird mask, raised its foot and began dropping it down on Shinji. Shinji was stunned in place; he knew there was no way to avoid something like that in time. From the look of interest the Angel was giving him, even if he dodged, the Angel might just run after him. Shinji closed his eyes and prepared for his demise, "...shit."
Screeching tires shook him from his reverie and just as he was about to turn his head to look in the direction of the sound, something slim forcefully wrapped itself around his waist and tried to pull him into a small opening. "The hell...!" his arms and legs sticking out of the car window, Shinji almost looked like he accidentally forgot to put the seat down before sitting on the toilet. Looking behind him (or at least, trying to make an effort of) "ARE YOU INSANE!" Shinji yells in his hermit position.
"ARE YOU DEAD!" mauve-haired woman yells back
"Of course I'm not!" Shinji shouted back
"Same answer! Now work your ass in here!" yelled the driver as she makes as much room possible for Shinji to get to the passenger side
The Angel blinked twice and tilted its head in the direction of the bright blue Renault Alpine A310. Holding its arm out at the blue car, the energy-nail on its elbow began to glow dangerously and was about to protruding through its hand at its target when a large missile hit the Angel from behind. Losing balance, the Angel began to fall forward.
Shinji looked back to see the giant green Angel topple towards them "FASTER! GO FASTER!" Shinji shrieked painfully as his head was close to touching his knees.
The mauve-haired woman pretty much summed up a general idea of what would happen after she took a quick glance at her rearview mirror. "It'd be a lot easier if you got in, you know!" quickly placing her right hand on the boy's abdomen; she thrusts Shinji to the passenger side. "Buckle up!" she suggested as she floored the blue car, slammed on the breaks, and skidded down the freeway ramp just as the torso of the Angel shaded them. Misato turned on her headlights to view and avoid the oncoming debris on the highway.
The booming crash that followed, verified that somehow they were still alive. Shinji rolled down the window and looked upward. The Angel was down but not out, as it made its way back to a standing position. His visual was taken away as they entered a tunnel.
The Angel, now having lost interest with the blue car, turned to face the V-tols' behind it. They were all taken out with a single energy blast from its eyes. Clearly, the Angel was rather pissed.
Back in the car, the mauve-haired woman whooped excitedly as they made their way to the other side. "Well, that was exciting, wasn't it, Shinji?"
Shinji couldn't help but think that she had become more insane behind the wheel than usual. "Yeah, I guess so, Misato." he sighed in relief.
"Well, may as start off formal." she said holding out her hand to him, "Hi, I'm Misato Katsuragi." she said with a very cheerful smile.
Shinji took her hand and shook it; "S—Shinji Ikari." was all he said. This sucks, Shinji thought, the things that had happened were happening again. It was like life just spat in his face and catapulted him back four years.
"So, how was the trip? You've never been to Tokyo-2 before, have you?" Misato asked trying to make a conversation.
"I guess." he said depressingly. "This tunnel seems like it's going forever." he thought out loud.
"Yeah, this used to be the main attraction of Tokyo-2. But there aren't many people here these days. Mostly because of gangs and whatnot." she said swerving to avoid a soccerball-sized piece of concrete. Once they were close to getting out of the tunnel, Misato reached for her phone. Her attempts were in vein as a massive explosion made by an N-2 mine quickly caught up to them and shot them out of the tunnel like a bullet out of its barrel.
Shinji and Misato screamed as the car they were on twisted and turned in the air. The car then landed on all fours, bounced about eight feet into the air, hit the ground at an angle and flipped to a stop at its side. "I—I cant take anymore." Misato mumbled with tearful eyes.
Shinji's seatbelt was jammed, so after much struggling, they were forced to use the cigarette lighter to break free of his restraints much to Misato's dismay. After pushing the Alpine A310 back on all fours, they got in and made their way to Tokyo-3. Misato, once again, reached for her phone and dialed a sequence of numbers. "Hi, it's me. Yes, don't worry; his safety is my top priority. Look, can you get a car train for us? An express, of course. Well, I did volunteer to pick him up, so it's only my duty to make sure he gets there. See ya!" Misato mentally let out a depressed sigh. This stinks! I—I just had this car repaired and it's a total wreck already! She mentally whined. Thirty-three more payments to go plus the cost of repairs...a—and look! My favorite dress is ruined! Ruined!She mentally cried. And I looked so good in it, too!
Bored again, Shinji stared out the window as they reached the mountain. His absent-minded features contrasted to what was going on inside his mind. There are many things he can do, so many errors he can fix. Then again, he was still unsure if he could change anything. What if history really was written in stone? Would all his efforts at avoiding massive destruction be in vein? What would be the point of trying if things are destined to be the way they are? Traveling back in time to change the outcome of the future? That sounded stupid and illogical. If he really did go back in time, then-
"Hey, you're pretty quiet. You ok?" a concerned Misato asked once she finished her inner self-pity.
Shinji was interrupted from his thought. he didn't realize how far they had gotten until the PA announcement came through saying something about the C-22 Special Express departing directly for G33-1. Still, he didn't want to turn to look at her. Just looking at her was hard in itself "Yeah, I'm fine. Just thinking." he answered truthfully
"About?" Misato asked trying to start a conversation while the train began making its way through the tunnel.
Shinji didn't want to discuss it in detail, so he chose his words carefully, "if you could go back in time...would it be possible to change the future?"
Weird way to start a conversation, but… Silence was followed for a while before she answered, "I don't think so. If you did…and if the reason that caused you to go back in time disappeared..." she paused a bit more to think a little more into depth. "Well, wouldn't you disappear? And then you wouldn't go back in time and the things that you stopped from happening...uh..." all this thinking was making Misato's head hurt as the car made it's way to the GeoFront. She began scratching her head in frustration. "Why would you want to think of something that stupid?"
"No reason. Just thinking." he said to the window. In truth, Shinji had thought along the same lines Misato had. It would be a useless continuous loop with no end. If he were to change anything of the past. Would that mean he was already in the loop? Did he already ponder these things billions, if not infinite, times before now? Shinji shook his head from those thoughts. Misato's right, why would I be thinking of anything that stupid right now.
Misato's mood became a bit sour. Not because her head was hurting, but because her point of view of the entire Back to the Future saga was completely ruined. And I loved watching that movie with a side of Yebisu! She mentally cried. "Oh yeah, did your dad send you an ID card?" Shinji scrounge through his backpack and pulled out a heavily taped envelope with the ID card still attached. "Oh, thanks!" she took the envelope from the boys hand and handed him a pathetically thin NERV handbook, "Here, start reading this, ok?" They were suddenly bathed in a bright light as they began to descend into the GeoFront. Shinji was all too familiar with it. The giant semi-spherical shape he was able to see, the towers that seemed to hover on the strange, unnatural blue sky. "Pretty cool, huh?" came a voice from his right. "This is our secret underground base, NERV Central. This city is the key to rebuilding our world. A fortress for all mankind."
"Great." Shinji dulled.
"With a tone like that, you make it sound like you've been here before?"
"Yeah, I was here before. I think I was four years old…"
"That's quite a memory you've got there." she said with an impressed look on her face as she read over the taped-up documents.
"Maybe. But I'd rather not remember anything from back then."
"Tough times?" she asked handing him a NERV handbook
Shinji didn't reply he just stared out the window as the train came to a stop on land. Misato started the car and they began making their way up to NERV HQ. Upon entering the giant, steel pyramid, Shinji insisted he guide them to their destination. Misato retorted saying she's been in here much more recently than he has and that things had been changed from back when he was four years old.
Needless to say, she managed to get them lost. They had taken so many twists and turns, Shinji literally had no clue as to where they were. "What on Earth? Isn't this the right way?" she sighed as door R-015 opened, letting in a strong whoosh of air. "It's because of these things that I hate wearing a skirt around here! I wonder where in the heck Ritsuko is..." she wondered aloud. "I'm sorry; I'm not used to this place."
"Hmm." was all she got from the young boy.
"Well, don't worry about it. They make these transit things to be used, you know." just as Misato was about to call it quits and page her college friend, her eye caught something different in the environment they were treading on. She ran down the hall and quickly grabbed a hundred yen coin from the ground. "Sweet!" was all she said. Feeling a tap on her shoulder, she looked back to see Shinji's outstretched hand. A smile crept itself onto her face. "Finders keepers." she said pocketing the money.
"But it has my name on it." Shinji said as a matter of fact.
Misato raised one eyebrow, dug into her pocket, pulled out the said coin and took a good look at it. What she had failed to miss before was engraved on the other side with slight scratching. "How-"
"I got bored waiting for you this morning. I guess I have a hole in my pocket or something." he said putting his hands in his pockets and feeling around for a void of fabric. Sure enough, he felt one just large enough for the coin. Pulling out his pocket, he showed the mauve-haired woman proof of what he said.
Grumbling, Misato handed the coin back to Shinji and made her way to one of the nearest phone boxes. Inputting a short code, the lid slid open to reveal a green, old-fashioned phone inside. "Uh, yeah. This is Captain Misato Katsuragi...could you, um...page Doctor Ritsuko Akagi for me, please?"
"Again?" Shinji heard the exasperated sigh from the receiver.
Misato cringed, "uh-yes, please." and hung up the phone. The panel automatically closed after that.
They wandered around a little longer before they heard the PA paging for a Dr. Ritsuko Akagi. The sound of it echoed off the walls for the fourth time that week and Misato instantly knew Ritsuko was growing tired of it. One of these days, she's gonna kill me. I just know it. Misato thought to herself.
Shinji had just barely managed to get his bearings and found the elevators. After a short trip downward, the doors opened with a ding, greeting them to the sight of Ritsuko Akagi in a lab coat draped over her blue, one-piece swim suit. Misato immediately acknowledged this and backed away nervously, "Uh...hi there, Ritsuko."
The said Doctor entered the elevator, forcing the mauve-haired woman to back up in slight fear of getting canned. "Why are you wasting my time, Captain, don't you know we're short on time and manpower?" she glared at her.
"Eh-heh sorry." Misato apologized in the cutest manner she could muster. Normally, that worked on men...
Ritsuko let out a distressed sigh and turned to face Shinji, "So, is this the boy?"
"Uh-right. According to the Marduk report, he's the Third Child."
"Hmm. Pleased to meet you." her eyes seemed to take in every detail of the boy.
"Uh...yeah." Shinji replied. It was hard to believe that the woman before him cracked and broke down in the Chamber of Gauf. He wondered what had caused something like that to happen. No doubt, his father had to be involved...
"I'm afraid he's just like his father." Misato said. "The gruff and unfriendly-type, that is."
"Hmm." at this, Ritsuko's look of interest in her eyes increased somewhat to the point where Shinji felt a bit violated.
Exiting the elevator, they made their way to the lift and began ascending the giant, red, coolant-filled tank.
"Battle stations, level one. Prepare for ground-level intercept" the PA announced.
"There we go..." Misato said.
"It seems pretty serious" Ritsuko thought out loud.
"So how's Unit 01 coming?"
"It's currently undergoing refrigeration using the B-type equipment"
"Does it really work? It's never worked before, has it?"
"The possibility of activation is 0.0000000001. Around here we just call it the 0-9 system."
Shinji turned to look at the giant tanks inhabitant.
"Does that mean it doesn't work?" Misato asked
"Don't be insulting." Ritsuko declared, sounding a bit insulted. "It's 0-9, as in Oni. A Japanese devil"
Misato sighed. "Well, anyway, I suppose it's a bit late to be saying, 'sorry it doesn't work.'"
One boat ride over the red coolant later, they arrived at the umbilical bridge of a pitch-black room. Shinji jumped a little as the lights flashed on and he was face to face with the giant, purple biological weapon before him. "It's been a while" came a cold, harsh voice from above the Eva. Shinji refused to look any higher and turned away. Gendo Ikari scoffed. "We're moving out."
"Moving out!" Misato repeated "But Unit 00's still in cryo-stasis!" she glanced at the giant purple behemoth, "Wait a minute! You're gonna use Unit 01!" she hysterically asked the Doctor.
"There's no other way."
"Now wait! Rei cant do it yet, can she!" she frantically thought up a good excuse and found one, "We don't have a pilot!
"We just received one."
Realization hitting her face like a ton of bricks, "You're serious…"
"Shinji Ikari?" Ritsuko asked, turning to the young boy, "You will pilot it."
"But even Rei Ayanami took seven months to synchronize with her Eva." Misato retorted trying to save the young boy she just met, "It's impossible for him to do it! He just got here!
"He just has to sit in the seat. We don't expect more than that."
"Uh-but-"
"Listen, defeating that Angel is our ultimate priority. If we have someone who has a chance at synchronizing with an Eva, then we've got to risk it. You do understand that, don't you, Captain Katsuragi?" the emphasis on the word 'Captain' seemed to feel rather harsh as she used the difference in ranks against her college friend.
Misato knew when to accept defeat. "Yes, ma'am."
The entire room shook as energy blasts were being shot at by the third Angel. "Shinji, we don't have much time!" Ritsuko stated.
"Get inside." came Misato's command.
Shinji hung his head and gave a weak nod. He didn't mind getting inside the Eva. He hoped that he might be able to see his mother again, but at the same time, he didn't want to fight.
Ritsuko walked passed the young Ikari. "Follow me, then. I'll show you to the entry plug" Ritsuko guided Shinji to the giant cylinder-shaped machine and had him sit in the cockpit. She grimaced as she remembered Misato saying that it looked like a giant tampon. Misato always knew just which button to push when verbally cornered.
Once the hatch closed, Shinji closed his eyes, his mind contemplating as to how to avoid major damage over Tokyo-3. While he thought about this, he listened carefully to the announcements made in the PA.
"Cooling process completed"
"Cage now in position for docking"
"Signal plug terminator, now being ejected"
That was Maya, Shinji thought. He was well aware of the names of the three bridge bunnies. As to why they were called bridge bunnies, Shinji had no clue...
"Roger. Inserting entry plug."
Shinji felt the entry plug spin once and then stop.
"Plug, locked in place."
"Connecting Unit 01"
Shinji kept his eyes closed as the nerves were connected, giving him vibrant colors before visual was confirmed.
"Filling the entry plug." Maya announced.
The horrible stench of iron didn't change in the orange liquid. It's coppery taste filled his mouth once the entire plug was filled to the top. He seriously felt like gagging right then and there. Worrying that the filters couldn't handle his lunch is the only thing that kept him from doing so.
"Don't worry, once your lungs are filled with LCL, your blood will be oxygenated directly. It's ok, you'll get used to it." Ritsuko stated.
Shinji wanted to roll his eyes and tell her to take his place and say that, but he knew he shouldn't act familiar with the Doctor who had just met him.
"Connecting main power"
"All circuits transmitting."
"Roger, connecting Secondary Contact."
The orange tint the LCL was giving off vanished and turned clear. Shinji figured is was a light setting that did that.
"A-10 nerve connection normal."
"Configure the language logic interface for Japanese." Ritsuko ordered.
"All preliminary contacts established. Performance nominal."
"Bi-directional circuits open. Synchronization ratio at 82.1!" reported Maya.
"Unbelievable!" he heard Ritsuko in awe.
"Harmonics seem to be normal. I see no disturbances." Maya said looking at the information gathered in front of her.
Ritsuko took a good look at the info as well. "Hmm... Let's do it!" she shouted to Misato once everything looked okay to her.
"Hmm!" Misato nodded in agreement "begin launch sequence!
"Beginning launch sequence!" came the PA again.
"Removing primary lock bolts"
"Removal confirmed. Removing the umbilical bridge"
"Removing secondary lock bolts!"
"Removing primary restraints"
"Removing secondary restraints"
"Releasing safety locks numbers one through fifty."
"Internal batteries; fully charged!"
"External battery outlet; closed."
After all the locks were removed, Shinji felt his body much more free than before.
"Roger. Move Eva Unit 01 to the launch pad." Maya ordered. "Launch pad clear, all systems green." she stated once the hatch was completely open for launch.
"Evangelion, ready for launch!" Ritsuko announced.
Misato nodded. "Understood. Can we really do this?" she asked turning back to the Commander.
Gendo Ikari, father of Shinji Ikari sat on his throne, his fingers interlaced with each other in front of his face. His dark features seemed to give him a look of constant anger or annoyance. "Of course. Unless we defeat the Angels, we have no future." he stated with his cool demeanor.
"Ikari, are you absolutely curtained?" said the Sub-Commander Kozo Fuyutsuki.
The Commander of NERV just smirked.
Misato took that as a sign, "Eva launch!"
Feeling the g force mercilessly pushing him to his seat, Shinji was shot through the launch pad. The force was something Shinji was already used to, much more than the LCL. Then, as sudden as the launch started, it ended the same. Had it not been for the controls and restraints in front of him, Shinji's body would have been bouncing around the entry plug. He opened his eyes to view Tokyo-3. Instinctively, he frantically searched for the Third Angel. His eyes fell upon a glowing, red orb up at the hills. The owner of that orb seemed to stare blankly at Unit 01.
Misato tensely watched the screen. Evangelion Unit 01 on one side and the Third Angel on the other. Shinji, don't get killed out there.
Obviously this is my first fanfic. Reviews are inspirational :)
