A/N: So, what is it you are about to read? This is a blasphemous spin on the anime known as Neon Genesis Evangelion. Why is it so corrupt? Because I restarted the whole thing with different characters and in a different setting. Why in the world would I do that? Simply put I loved the series and I think it's just fine. I have no OOC stories I want to add to tweak the characters. I like the themes, the plot, and characters and felt inspired to write an entire series based on them and adding in ideas of my own. I guess I don't want insult the characters I've come to know and admire. If you read you'll notice I didn't stretch things too far. My versions have similar traits to their Anime counterparts, but I'm sure you'll notice them. Just sit back and enjoy and I'll do all the work. I'll try to have it make sense in the end, but then again this is NGE. 26-28 episodes. W00t!

Episode One – First Child

The lonely black was joined by a red haze far in the horizon. The red sky grew to compensate the darkness and soon overtook it. As the boy sat on the beach and watched to events unfold he noticed the hue of his world change. The sky turned red. The ocean turned a bright tangerine. He became afraid of his changing world. All he'd come to know and understand suddenly became distorted. He did not understand why this was happening and he began to weep for his dying world. Then he heard the rumbling. He looked into the orange sea and saw a pair of soulless eyes piercing through the uncomforting waters. The eyes rose to meet the boy and the boy screamed of fright when he saw the beast before him.

"Help me! Somebody help me!"

He fell on his back as the titanic beast climbed onto the beach. The boy tried to crawl away, but limbs were stiff. The beast looked down at the whimpering boy, kneeled, and reached its giant palm down to grab him. The boy curled up on the soft sand and vainly covered his head and fiercely shut his eyes.

"No! Don't hurt me! Where am I? Somebody answer me! Somebody help me!"

Then he heard the comforting voice of a noble woman.

"David, are you ready?"

The boy opened his eyes and realized he was sitting in a dark room. He felt a warm light against his right side and turned to see an attractive figure casting her voice in his direction.

Earlier that day, David gathered his things into his blue baggage case. That day was to be last day in training. Though he was only fourteen his father, a well-respected scientist and military officer, had ordered him with the duty of protecting the world. David did not care much for the seven days of intense training, but he'd been allowed a few of his things to ease his mind. As he packed his clothes, he glanced at the unfinished model airplane hanging on a dusty lamp. David had been working on it for the past week in place of sleep to keep himself sane. However, two days before training ended he'd lost interest and quit. He looked at the model in disgust. All that had been done was he'd built the wing the tail and the left wheel. The rest was left to the imagination. David grabbed the model in his skinny hands and analyzed it. He scowled at it, curled his lips, and tightened his grip. Holding back his tears, his lip quivered.

"David, it's time."

The stone voice emanated from David's door. With his face turned away, David felt safe in expressing his pain.

"Alright," the boy replied.

David chucked the toy into his trash can on his way out the door with his baggage in hand.

"You're doing the world a noble service," said the stone-like man.

He was tall and resembled David. In fact the man was his father, Commander Daedalus Gillian. On the surface David and his father had many similarities. They had the same brown hair and the same brown eyes. David was a tad on the scrawny side, but he was a growing man.

However, what features they shared hid their differences. Commander Gillian was a great paladin of York-3, but only because his serious demeanor veiled his cold, demanding attitude toward his sons, David and Cullen. David had grown to be submissive because of this and hard a hard time feeling good about his shortcomings because Daedalus was quick to scold David for every mistake no matter how small. Though Commander Gillian tried to tell David he was acting as hero, David still felt no respect from his father.

The two walked down fuzzily lit hall where the only sound was the click of their shoes against the marble floor.

"The enemy has been sighted and you shall be instructed further when you reach NERV headquarters."

A metal door slid open and the two passed into narrow hallway. Commander Gillian stopped at a door at the end and walked through. David heard the hum of an engine and walked into the garage. He saw the armored wagon that was to be his transport.

David looked to his father in the hope that his father would have some kind final words. The man did not flinch. When David did not leave, the commander glared down at his son.

"Go."

David hung his head and slowly turned to the wagon. He picked up his bag and proceeded to walk the long lonely walk to the destiny his father laid on him. The soldiers surrounding the transport took David's suitcase and opened the back door. David climbed in and sat in the somber darkness. David glanced and saw the broad-shouldered figure of his father. Neither said a word and the door closed.

"David, are you ready?"

David nodded and rose from his seat. He hopped off of the wagon and followed the auburn-haired beauty.

"I am Lieutenant Emily Harrison. As you should already know, the enemy has been sighted 50 miles from NERV headquarters and is approaching fast. Follow me and you will be prepared with your plug suit and then be seated in the Evangelion. It is your mission to destroy the enemy and prevent it from reaching NERV headquarters. Do you understand?"

Emily turned to the somber boy, trying to understand his plight. David simply nodded.

"Yes, my mission is to destroy the angel," he responded.

Having met Commander Gillian, she felt sorry for the boy.

"It must be hard living with a man like that," she thought.

Upon reaching the locker room, David put on his plug suit. It was a heavy, insulated rubber suit which made him uncomfortable even when he pressed the switch of his wrist to tighten the suit to form snuggly around his slim frame. He took a moment of silence to clear his head and take a long, deep breath. David then exited the room and found Emily and her colleague Dr. Oliver. They escorted the boy quiet boy into the elevator.

"The Evangelion is a vital piece NERV military and repairs are expensive, so please try to bring it back with as little damage as possible," said Dr. Kate Oliver.

"I'll do my best," responded the boy.

"These are matters of life and death, First Child. Doing your best isn't good enough. Either do it and succeed or you won't have a home to come back to."

Dr. Oliver, who Emily had come to know very well, was a devoted scientist. She was normally a laid back and normal person, but when it came to her career she was all about her business and making sure everyone knew it. Now all three had a mission to destroy their enemy, the angels, and save humanity from the third wave of the apocalypse. All three were quiet as the elevator hum stopped with a disruptive clank. The cage door opened the group of would-be heroes stepped onto the cat walk. As the made their way across the giant open chamber, David glanced to his side to see the beast resting before battle. The beast he saw in his nightmares, the Evangelion.