(DEATH IS SALVATION)
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+Judgment seat +
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(OMG how long has it been since my last update! A year? Did you guys really think I died? I bet some of you hoped I did, anyway second book and I am already on chapter 36 so do not worry. Got some problems over here, so updates will be inconsistent so sorry about that. Anyway first; chapter judgment seat.
Enjoy!
Darkness, all he could see was darkness. The unsettling feeling of the unknown, the unrivalled force of fear, darkness is the power of fear in its truest form. It is everywhere and nowhere, easy to find however impossible to ever get rid of.
The darkness was all this one creature could see. The creature was not scared or drowned in brutal fear or paranoia. No, the creature had grown accustomed to it and had learned to fear something else.
Sound was this poor creatures fear, not the howls and growls of once sentient beings turned into monsters. Not, the feral roar of fighting or the sound of death. It was simply the sound of boots walking across a granite floor. The sound hushed all and shoved the monsters back in their pits in beyond disturbing fear. Then followed the whistling, the cruel and joyous sound that completely eclipsed the previous scene yet over shadowed the darkness with a lesser worry.
The boots stopped in front of the creature. The creature tried to move with its weak and barely nourished body, the little movement shook the shackles it was chained to and the creature could feel a smile somewhere, not on his face but another.
The boots started up again coming closer to the chained creature and a chuckle was let loose. The creature tried to move again but its feet were unresponsive to his demands in their bloodied state. The creature felt breath come against his ear and he heard the smile. Four words with the promise of cruelty, blood, death, panic, agony, humiliation and dilapidation issued from the smile.
"Lets play shall we"
And the lesser worry came…pain.
Vincent Vondus walked through the newly found ruins courtesy of the boys down in archaeology and those wonderful topography satellites. He and about one hundred men with Sybil at his side armed with an MK like the rest. They had opted to leave the Eva's outside to make sure the ruins would not crumbled on themselves but the ruins were almost built for Eva's. It was found directly underneath old Britain now underwater. It was hard to find and only direction from the MP Eva's got them this far.
His men fanned out around the great halls securing the area before they started transporting hundreds of soldiers down here along with builders to get started with building another base.
Building a base was the secondary objective; their main object was something completely different. Sybil stayed close to him for support and also for his warmth. Not much had been outwardly expressed but affection for one another was arguable at best.
They walked down some steps and further into the surprisingly healthy ruins. The ruins were opaque with green ruins decorating every inch for telling adventures to basics you would find in an encyclopaedia, all written in ancient Hebrew.
They continued until they got to a passage guarded by his soldiers who told them the rest of the soldiers were waiting at the end. The passage was dark and damp with purple ruins glowing in the walls as a form of scriptures and illumination. Vincent and Sybil could feel the negative energy pouring from them in a tacit feeling of dread. Vincent and Sybil felt little for the negative energy, it was just a feeling and not anything physical so it offered no real harm.
The pair got to the end of the passage and was confronted by an awe inspiring view. A wall made of every single precious stone, the first foundation was jasper, the second sapphire, the third chalcedony, the fourth emerald, the fifth sardonyx, the sixth sardius, the seventh chrysolite, the eighth beryl, the ninth topaz, the tenth chrysopase, the eleventh hyacinth and the twelfth amethyst.
The gate; full of these wondrous properties gave off a contrasting darkness and doom. The lightest to the darkest of colours all in order from bottom to top. The soldiers in front just stared in awe at the inhuman wall of beauty. Vincent and Sybil walked up to the soldiers who stood a good kilometre from the colossal wall. The top of the wall could not be see because of its unreal height, the grand room was gargantuan in size and simply endless.
Sybil asked one of the soldiers why they did not move forward but they simply shook their heads. Sybil frowned at the basic reaction and just looked back to the wall. The Area was full of unknown darkness with the only source of light coming from the wall.
Vincent took a few steps forward and the result was for the ruins to shake violently like being inside a beast of untold power giving out a roar of death and carnage. Vincent struggled to stay on his feet while the others fell to the ground, Pebbles and dust underneath his boots shook and jumped with the intense vibrations.
Suddenly the whole area lit up as runes of many colours streaked across the entire area, on walls, underneath their feet and some even floated in the air. The runes formed many chains that headed and coiled around the middle of the magnificent wall of beauty. In the middle shone three red marks with a outline of an ominous death like black. Anybody who is anybody would be able to recognize them, the numbers were contrasting and bright for all to see which sent chills of destruction and chaos through the room giving a new meaning to the complete and utter unrefined dread that seeped into their very beings.
It stopped suddenly as Vincent fell back and stared at the marks as they faded and the runes disappeared like ash in the evening breeze. The shaking had stopped and the room was dark again but all present knew that sign and all were almost terrified about what was behind that door.
The numbers receded, the numbers of the beast.
666
Off the coast of Brazil
Brazil had gone through many rough changes and ever since third impact happened they have been bumping up their military power. This was something the UN was against at first however, after recent events with the demons and an all out war breaking out, they were powerless, politically and as such left them to their devices. Brazil was well supplied and least effected by the impacts and holding a current populous of 250 million, 10 million in military services and another 5 million as recruits. The current amount of potential pilots were unknown but an estimate of 25 000 was issued.
Many military bases were set up across the nation totalling 53 and 2 more in construction. One of the bases that were built near the south coast of Brazil was currently receiving incoming calls from long range sensors of a cargo ship coming in. It was quiet big for a cargo ship and was comparable to a battle ship.
The communication officers had been sending messages to the ship to identify themselves however, no reply was sent back. A small fleet were launched and had intercepted the cargo ship after which had lead it to the coast were a crew of elite soldiers boarded it to find the crew or whoever used to be in charge of the ship.
3 squads of elite men boarded the cargo ship with professional ease and practice. They landed with a fud and immediately fanned out keeping close and in pairs. They quickly secured the top deck and started to the lower levels while keeping a tight formation since they were in enemy territory. The halls were dark and gave little illumination, the team were not provided with night vision gear, it was the middle of the day so it did not seem logical. They cleared the first four decks with no hostiles involved. So far it seemed the ship was abandoned, however, there were coffee mugs still warm indicating they may have abandoned ship as soon as they saw the fleet but it still made no sense.
They had found nothing of illegal qualities in the ship and that had baffled the 3 squads as to why they had abandoned. They went down the corridors keeping ever vigilant and covering every angle, they breached many rooms but found nothing just signs of recent use. They came to the end of the corridor and breached through the door and what confronted them shocked them to the point where they did not notice a small group sneaking up behind them. In front of them lay a black Eva fitted with Type-P equipment, the P-type was a new addition to the Eva's developed in Russia and as such brought up many ideas on where this cargo ship came from. They, however, would not be telling anyone soon as there throats were slit one by one until all were dead or dying. The killers looked around and a man jumped down from the catwalk to land in front of them.
"Good, prepare yourselves. The operation will commence shortly." The man said
The man was dressed in a bulky black plugsuit filled with knives and ammo clips for his side weapons on his waist. The man had blonde hair and a small beard; he was born with blue orbs that had piercing feel to them.
The man jumped onto the Eva and then into the plug which closed and slid into the Eva's spine. Then men left the room as the Eva started to move.
Outside the fleet were wondering what was going on with their squad until the cargo ships mid section was ripped apart by a green Eva. Everyone noticed the P type equipment. P type was built for distance attacks and destruction. It was fitted with gleaming green energy cannons on its shoulders. Its back was covered with hundreds of dotes silver in colour. The torso was assorted with six rotating green 75. cal chain guns; the head had one eye but had three beam lasers around its head. The legs were fitted with thrusters and hell bombs filled with napalm. The Eva itself held two machine cannons with high explosive rounds.
The walking tank of destruction turned and fired both its shoulder energy cannons at the fleet. The energy was absorbed into the leading ships hull then, after a few moments the lead ship and the fleet were destroyed in destructive positive energy. Waves crashed around the destruction, black and grey smoke rose into the air like a warning of a coming apocalypse. The Eva then crouched and soon sprang into a high jump towards the already alerted base. The force of the jump split the cargo ship in half and sent vast ripples of water across the sea.
The Eva flew in the air and scanned the area as the pilot took in the information. It came back to earth with a monstrous impact that sent the ground springing up and dust forming in a circle around the machine of death. As soon as it landed it was hit by thousands of bullets and projectiles so thick that you could walk on it. The utter carnage had little to no effect on the armoured behemoth.
Tanks and soldiers lined up fighting and roaring together, the Eva's torso 75. cal cannons turned in differing position and opened up firing 500 rounds a second in high impact brutality. The tanks were ripped apart and infantry were blown to pieces.
Earth and mechanics blew apart with the weight and force of the high speed projectile making a blanket of dust and smoke. Blood were covered in dirt or black from charred or burning bodies but that was only 600 lives compared to the base that housed a little over a million.
The Eva stepped forward and actually leant forward as a barrage of great explosions erupted across its back doing little damage but the force was impressive. The Eva watched as over 150 aircrafts flew around him dropping and firing all they had at him. The dots on the Eva's back opened up and hundreds upon hundreds of missiles flew out leaving trails of white smoke as they lanced and homed in on individual targets. The plains did all they could to evade the missiles but the heat coming from their thrusters was their ultimate downfall as the clouds were decorated in thousands of black dots of death and pain.
The Eva marched on encountering much resistance which were quickly annihilated by the sheer power the Eva possessed. The three lasers fired and made a pattern through metal and flesh alike leaving a scar on the ground which eventually exploded in a way of unrivalled destruction taking out over 5000 and injuring double that.
The death and pain was replaced by cheers as three Eva's walked into view with the mark on their arms of the Brazilian military. They were standard Eva's white with the humanoid head and two eyes. They were armed with rifles and rockets and one with even a progressive spear.
The Pilot of the green Eva smiled at the challenge. Soldiers moved out as one of the three Eva's opened fire cutting a streak of metal across the sky which impacted on the green Eva. The Green Eva had pulled up a negative shield which held off the barrage. The shield went down and immediately the green Eva had to use its machine cannon against an airborne Eva that had leapt at him. The White Eva's pilot put up a shield as the rounds hit strongly against him and pushed him back. Another Eva opened up firing negative shells towards the green Eva which impacted resulting in black and red electricity which sparked across the Eva's chest and head.
The green Eva's pilot frowned at the pain but shrugged it off and charged up his shoulder cannons. He levelled his two machine cannons at two of the three Eva's and unloaded upon them. The shells showered upon their armour and weakened it enough for it to be punctured which soon started to bleed. One of the pilots was smart enough to erect a positive shield while the other was torn into a heap of ripped apart flesh with the pilot surely dead.
The other pilot who had fired the negative rounds let his Eva roar as its brother was taken from him. The Eva gave off a powerful aura and ran with a feral snarl that promised pain and agony, unfortunately the other pilot was finished charging the main shoulder weapons and fired and a massive wave of brutal destruction that was absorbed into the white Eva and then negatively mixed the positive energy inside the white Eva which resulted in rejection and thus the white Eva was destroyed inwardly out, blowing it to pieces.
The last white Eva was finished off by three volleys and three lasers which blew it apart into a bloody gore of blood and flesh. The rest of the base was bombarded with sheer power and destruction and finally the Eva fired a N2 missile which levelled the base to scrap metal and debris that littered the ground in organised sign of tragedy.
The Green Eva's pilot smirked and spoke on his communications network.
"Mercenary's one, Authority zero." He said earning laughs from his comrades over the communications.
Ikari Mansion
"And Who the fuck is Midori!" An Angry Asuka Langley said more than a little pissed.
They had been silent all the way back to the mansion with little signs of conversation which was really a bad sign. It was sign that Asuka was brewing up to unleash hell. She was more than a little upset for unrealistic reasons. She knew hardly anything about this Midori but the way she spoke to Shinji sent off mental alarm bells in Asuka's head.
Shinji himself was surprised by Midori's appearance and had felt happy until he saw Asuka's expression. Asuka could and did get jealous and he had no clue how to quell her anger. In some circumstances he had at least proof to correct her or evidence to say some things were wrong however, this current situation had nothing for Asuka to go on. If she did start shouting, he would have a tough time making her see reason.
"She is a friend, well…ex-girlfriend but we were only 8! It was nothing just a friendship enforced by hardship" He tried to explain.
"What about now!?" She continued "What if she wants to start a relationship again?" Her voice carried the message informing him she was getting worried on how Midori would affect their relationship.
"If she does I will tell her I am already interested in you, and me and her can only remain friends albeit a bit close" Shinji told her. He was being flexible but not too flexible. He had a life and a choice like any other being and he had to set the line on how far he was going to go with any relationship regardless of what anyone says.
Asuka sat down on the bed looking at Shinji as he paced back and forth wondering what else to say to calm her.
"Is that how you feel though?" she asked him her voice lowering significantly. She had grew more sensitive to other peoples feelings and knew first hand saying something when you did not mean it was the same as lying not only to other but themselves. Asuka never knew why but she always felt bad when Shinji was sad and tried to cheer him up. Before third impact cheering him up was difficult and that frustrated her to no end which in turn made her mad. The result adding up to her berating him until he got the message which sometimes he did but often he would submit but keep doing it anyway.
She chalked it down to being in love however, the jury was still out on that one. Shinji thought about her words with careful deliberation but he was resolute that Asuka was the only woman for him. Midori was a friend and that was it, if Midori did not understand this then it would be up to Shinji to set matters straight because the bottom line is…
"Asuka you are the only Woman for me and Midori is only a friend who I grew up with for awhile and even then it was only for three years and only through one of them could we actually talk properly. You're the closet companion I could ever hold to my heart and you know that. Nothing will stop it, okay? Not Midori, Misato, NERV or even those SEELE wankers. The bottom line is you come first in my life, nuff said" Shinji finished with a shrug.
Asuka was smiling by now and had stood up and hugged him tightly. Shinji was a bit surprised by the drastic mood swing but welcomed it with kind. He hugged her tightly then leaned back to look into her clear blue orbs with his brown. He moved into a kiss and she accepted by closing her eyes in welcoming submission. Their lips met in a uniting kiss of promise and emotional reinforcement that lasted a few seconds but to both of them it lasted a wonderful eternity of tranquillity and peace. They broke it to return to reality, they stared again and Shinji opened his mouth to speak when the phone started to ring.
Asuka groaned and Shinji sighed as he answered it. As expected from both it was NERV calling them in about something really important. Once Shinji had finished with the phone he put it down and looked at Asuka who had scowl on her face.
"What is it this time?" She asked
"Something happened in Brazil and they want to brief us about" He told her
"So-"
"To be honest I don't give a fuck. Do you want to stay here and…relax" He said pulling up a grin. Asuka's face turned into an evil smile and said
"You are a very naughty boy Shinji. What would Misato Say?" Asuka said in mock seriousness.
"Probably to get a beer and some contraception" Shinji replied which earned a giggle from Asuka.
"So…? How should we-" She was stopped as Shinji took her off her feet and placed her on the bed.
"Shall we? My love" Shinji said with a smirk.
Asuka just embraced him starting off their part time ritual.
MAGI log:: Pilots
Social status and ranks.
Samoto high school was an average high school had more than average results. It had a student range of 2500 and was kept neater than most schools with its strict litter picking regime and hard on faculty who oversaw the school. It had the reputations and marks to adequate sponsors and founders. The students themselves were not perfect but were spectacular in class. However, outside there was a tendency to start fights, gangs and also get involved with drugs and sex. Popularity was a key point in a student's mental progression through out the year. Popularity decided which class you would date and who you could hang around with. If you were new you could have the best or lowest of popularity marks depending on how you act and also your smarts.
The newest of popularity were the potential pilots who have the potential to join NERV and be a pilot therefore being potential saviours of the world. PP's had a lot going for them, they did not get sick, get spots, and have diseases or mental problems. PP's were stronger than the average human and were not people you could fuck with and get away with it. PP's were smart in their own right some smarter than other but all kept higher then most.
PP's were all the same with differing backgrounds which aloud them to have free mobility without question. PP's had a life full of opportunities of fame and luxury. Not every PP could have these opportunities but that was mainly because they did not need it.
In Samoto high school several PP's were going to lunch and entered the canteen filled with well over 500 students who were chatting or waiting for a meal. As usual the group went near to the front of the line pushed in with little resistance. It was the same occurrence that was allowed to happen. This was the case until a few other PP's who had stood patiently in line got a bit pissed. Insults flew then next fists, it was amazing how PP's had the endurance to be thrown about yet get back up.
PP's were not impervious to the teachers and other staff who got paid in the school and respected their place. As such when the teacher told them to stop and go to the office they did as they were told with a bit of resistance but ultimately they knew that what a teacher says, goes and this was no exception.
SP's or selected pilots were the next thing to come in and once you're an SP you are higher than everyone else. SP's went through training courses that would kill an average human and had learnt ways to kill that would not seem possible. SP's were the people you did not mess with but fortunately those who are trained as SP's know discipline and acceptance of the laws provided by the Governments.
Next were the FP's or fighter pilots who were taught to fight not in Eva's but in hand to hand and ground tactics. These were the type who could not gain an Eva but had better abilities than any PP. As such they were sent to camps to learn the basics to the most advanced of war tactics. These badasses were the people who had licenses to kill and often carried a side arm while at school. They did not use them and have never used them in any school unless someone else's or their own lives were in danger.
FP's were known for being silent types and setting the example, going to school was an option that they could take and many prefer. FP's were used to stop riots, terrorist, gangs and even go into elite military service.
The highest among all were the OP's or overlord pilots who were IT. They had more authority than any sergeant to the point when they had power comparable to a general or commander. OP's were people who could rip anyone apart and could dodge bullets and kill you before you can even blink. Not know to kill humans OP's are normally the first pilots and strongest pilots on the face of the earth. When an OP walks into a school everyone shuts up and stands in respect. An OP is someone who has shown unbelievable control and ability and/or has saved the world more than once. OP's were selected only by other OP's, when someone wants to be an OP only other OP's can say yes or no, nobody else has the authority to give that power, a rule crafted from the Eva's themselves.
Other levels of rank exist but will not be mentioned as many countries are trying to finalize the exact rankings make up.
End log
NERV space station
The new NERV space station was just recently completed and is in full operation. The stations main purpose is to find out about activates on earth and to also train Eva pilots in space battle. It was decided that having a defence in space would reduce the chances of Demon or angels if there were any, from coming down to earth and starting fourth impact. It had been a taxing job and had exceeded the budget to an unbelievable 49 billion.
It held a 19,000 people and could hold up to 25.000 excluding Eva's. It could hold up to 70 Evangelion's and could keep enough ammo and supplies to last 10 years. They only had 10 Eva's at the moment but that was a good start from the original five. Of course things were off to a shaky start what with a demon coming extremely close destroying it. Thankfully 6 Eva's had handled the demon with some minor damage.
The Demon was low class and really it should have only taken one Eva to get rid of it but space was vastly different to earth. The Demon had the advantage in area but not in numbers, the weapons had proved most effective with positive energy and had wiped out the demon. They were fixing the errors with training and soon they would be able to take on the demons with little to no problem once they got more Eva's up there.
As noted earlier the space station watched activity on the earth and the crew could not help but to spot a huge fleet floating over where old Britain used to be. The crew alerted the commander who went by his given name Paul Highlander from new NZ. He in turn reported in to Commander Ikari and had been given new orders to observe while he informed the ground forces of the developments.
This was not the only news they had found, the other was the Brazilian military bases near the coast of Brazil. It seemed that a mercenary group had acquired a PP who could use the very heavy P type equipment. Gendo was not surprised and had told them it was coming eventually. The commander of the station shuddered. Angles, terrorists, mercenaries, demons, SEELE and God knew what else. NERV were in some real deep shit and it would not be an easy fight.
His thoughts were agreed upon as over 150 Demons made their way from the shadow of the moon towards earth at a impressive speed.
The shit had hit the fan.