"The Highest Monster"
Chapter One: Arrivals
By Warwolf
Disclaimer: I do not own Godzilla, nor do I own Neon Genesis Evangelion.
They are the property of their respective companies, ToHo Co. LTD. and
GAINAX/Project EVA, etc.
Author's Notes: This was inspired by "Monster call" which to
the best of my knowledge, is probably the first ever crossover between
NGE and Godzilla. This fic is also such a crossover. It was an idea inspired
by a much older series of fanfics which I never posted to the internet,
and the name comes directly from one of those fics. This is probably going
to be confusing as hell, but when one considers NGE is usually confusing
anyway, this will probably not be news to any of you.
The Godzilla whom appears in this fic comes from a merger of the film Godzilla 2000: Millenium and the Super Nintendo Entertainment system video game Super Godzilla. This is a SI-fic. Deal with it.
Also, I'm not the most knowledgable person regarding EVA, since I've
only seen tapes one, two, and 11. So if anyone complains about the ATFs,
or whatnot, I'll ignore said complaints. I am firmly of the belief that
this is what could happen, regardless of the series of events which take
place in this story, as it pertains to Godzilla, the Evas, and the Angels.
Everything else is just there to make for a (hopefully) interesting story.
This deviates from a lot of cannon continuity since I've only seen three
tapes, so if the different Angels surprise you, it's because of that. As
I see more episodes of the show, I will try to incorporate events from
cannon into the story.
Finally, there's going to be a lot of time jumping in this story. This is intentional.
My usual key applies.
Italics: emphasis
Bold Italics: Thoughts
------- : World Change (Also to open or close a fic. In this case,
it will be solely for the purpose of fic opening/closing.)
******* : Same world, but scene change.
+ + + : Change in time (Forward/backward, etc.)
New addition to the key!
Bold Underlined Italics: Extreme emphasis. Can be either thoughts, speech, or what have you. ^.^;;;
Now that that's done, let's begin our tale in the year 1998.......
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1998
Had anyone been able to predict what had just happened, that person would have been called crazy.....
Of course, they would also have had the last laugh since they would have been right.
Of course, to a very certain young man, it didn't matter much. Not much mattered when the first thing on your mind was to go for a swim, and taking said swim meant that most sharks went the other way in raw primal fear.
Of course, now being a 60,000+ metric ton reptile
with enough power to destroy life on Earth as we know it would scare anything
to death and back.
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2002 AD
Second Impact.
Gendo Ikari looked out on what used to be Antarctica. It was shortly after the end of March, and the world as anyone knew it, was beyond hope. Over half the human population was gone in an instant. Hard to believe that on New Year's Eve 2000, the human race had been saved, only to lose more than half it's population a few months later. He tended to wonder whether or not the human race would have wanted to be saved, if it had known what was coming. Still, that left his plans right on track. After Second Impact occured, he and Yui began planning for their expedition to Antarctica. It was all just a matter of time, as far as he was concerned. But the true scope of his plans could not be attained until he had captured both Lillith and Adam. And then, of course, there was the matter of....him. The creature who had suddenly pulled a 180 four years ago and become a force for "good", however one could choose to define it. How would he factor into the plan? Gendo could no more hope to predict what he would do, than he could hope to snuff out the sun. He could only hope that he would rmeain underwater, as he had been since the New Year's battle in 2000. Of course, that wasn't likely to happen, but he didn't know how to plan for such a being. He wasn't connected in any way to the Angels, as far as he or anyone else knew. And while his existence was in and of itself supposedly impossible, he couldn't discount anything. He'd once heard that ancient legends, and even the christian bible itself had foretold of the creature's arrival, though the bible called him Leviathan. But of course, only one name could truly fit the beast. One name alone which could still send shivers down someone's spine, despite the cataclysmic events of Second Impact. A name which Gendo Ikari himself feared.
Godzilla
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So far as Shinji Ikari was concerned, the history
class he'd been in for the better part of the last four months was worth
crap. Not that he mentioned it to anyone. Nobody gave a damn what he thought
anyway.
You'd think Second Impact was milked for all it was worth
in the first two weeks of the class!
That thought had played Rappongi
inside Shinji's head for the better part of the day. Second Impact was
something he'd known about since elementary school. He knew firsthand
about the Angels and what they wanted. But what he wanted, was some
real
history. From before Second Impact. He wanted to actually LEARN
something in this class. But as usual, he said nothing.
Luckily for him, he didn't have to. The bell rang
at about that moment, and he and the others left school for the day. As
Shinji walked out of the classroom, he ran into his friends, perhaps the
only real friends he had at that time: Toji Suzuhara and Kensuke Aida.
Collectively referred to by their fellow classmates, and by Asuka Langley
Soryu as 'The Three Stooges".
Shinji still couldn't make heads or tails of the
reference.
"Yet another dull, pointless class, eh Shinji?"
Toji remarked. Shinji was not very open with anyone, not even his closest
friends, but he had confided in them his distaste for the history class
because of it's continuous repetition of the evnts of Second Impact. Shinji
simply nodded quietly.
"Tell me about it, Toji. I wish they'd talk about
some real history for once. If all they're going to ramble on about in
there is Second Impact, I'm gonna start using History class for a study
hall to get some REAL work done!" That of course was Kensuke. The
young glasses wearing teen was a fan of military strategy and a big fan
of Military weapons. While Second Impact had damaged most information networks
and several thousand paper-based archives along with being the cause of
2.5 Billion deaths, many records of older Military style weapons and battles
still existed. Kensuke wasn't really the kind of guy to wish harm on anyone,
but he found such weapons and battles fascinating. He was still trying
to uncover a mystery he had uncovered not that long ago. Something called
"Project G".
To date, he was no closer to unearthing any new
details about Project G, or what it's intended purpose was. What he had
found, was that Project G had been started at some point in the very late
1990s, so he suspected it may have been something dealing with Second Impact.
Possibly, he argued once to Shinji and Toji shortly after discovering when
it started up, Project G was simply an earlier name given to the Evangelion
project. Shinji, in a rare moment of candor, had flat out said that he
didn't believe that was the case, considering Project E had been around
for as long as he'd been alive, so far as he could remember. He didn't
see why they would call the EVAs Project G, since the E obviously stood
for Evangelion.
The trio walked on, mostly chattering to each other,
though Shinji tended not to say much compared to the other two. About five
feet behind them walked the two female EVA pilots: Asuka Langley Soryu,
and Rei Ayanami.
Asuka, who had an arrogant streak the size of the
Grand Canyon, was arguably the most popular girl in the school. Her only
true gripe was the fact that Shinji, the Third Child, seemed to be the
only being capable of actually fighting the Angels on his own. Both Rei
and herself had gone up against the Angels seperately, and both had been
trashed beyond belief. Yet Shinji, in the unit 01, which often exhibited
psychotic tendancies, had gone on to defeat the Angels time and time again.
Worse yet, Shinji's synch ratio with EVA 01 was rapidly closing in on her
own with EVA 02. She didn't appreciate the idea of competition from
a boy who had so little backbone that if he were dissected, she didn't
think more than three vertebrae would have been found.
Then there was the enigmatic Rei Ayanami. Next to
nothing was known about the blue-haired girl, save that she was the First
Child, and the pilot of EVA 00, and seemed to have a close relationship
with Gendo Ikari, the Supreme Commander of NERV. A relationship far better
than the one Shinji Ikari himself had with his estranged father. Rei had
been with NERV seemingly since the beginning. However, she was unable to
battle the Third Angel, due to injury. It was the inexperienced Shinji,
in EVA 01 who had battled, and defeated that Angel, though Shinji himself
was unconscious, and EVA 01 had first demonstrated it's psychotic tendancies.
Even Gendo hadn't forseen it. But whatever the reason, whatever the cause,
the berserker EVA had defeated the Angel, and things had gone from there.
Now if there was simply a way to figure out what
direction things were going IN.......
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At that very moment, five hundred miles off the coast of Japan, a massive power surged through the currents. It was a power that had not been seen by human eyes in over fifteen years, and many, indeed most born after Second Impact, had never heard of this power. It moved at impossible speeds for something so huge. Gendo had feared this power for fifteen long, desperate years.
Now it was coming back. But would it be as friend....or foe?
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"That's odd....."
"What is it, Maya?" Ritsuko Akagi was, as per usual
at this time of day, going over sync test reports, and data from battles
with the previous angels. To hear her assistant say something was odd often
seemed like a precursor to trouble.
"Well, I saw a strange energy spike nearing Japan
a second ago, but it vanished about a mile off shore."
Ritsuko was by her side in an instant looking over
the computer equipment. "Are you saying we have an Angel nearing the coast?
I'd think that after the last time, the Angels wouldn't try something so
foolish as to use a failed strategy again."
Maya shook her head. "That's just it. It wasn't
an Angel. I know what their power signature looks like. Sure, they vary
from one Angel to the next, but they all have a baseline power signature
not too different from the EVAs. This thing was so completely different
I'm surprised that the scanners detected it at all, let alone as brief
a time as they did. One second it was there, the next it was just gone."
"You sure it wasn't just a random power surge?"
"Positive," Maya replied. "These sensors are very
specially calibrated, so power surges are non-existent in it's sensor grid.
Whatever it picked up, it was THERE, I just don't know where it
went. I'm not even sure why it didn't come up before it got so close to
Japan."
"Run an analysis on the reading. If that's a new
type of Angel, I want to know about it. Alert the commader of your findings
after the analysis is done, I'll have Misato put the Pilots on standby."
"Is that such a good idea? What if this new power
isn't hostile?" Maya knew it was a fairly naive question, but felt she
had to ask it anyway.
"Maya, when are they ever not hostile?"
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Gendo Ikari and his old comrade, Professor Fuyutski,
were, in a break from the normal routine they normally went by, engaged
in a game of chess. Gendo might seem like a cold, souless old bastard,
but he had a sharp intellect, and played the game as well as a ranked master
of it. Then again, considering how he played people so well, including
his own son, that should come as no surprise. It was two days after the
strange reading had been encountered. Analysis hadn't uncovered anything
other than the fact that the power spike that had been deteced was real,
and that it had vanished before the sensor grid could truly
"You saw the report from Maya?"
Fuyutski nodded. "I did. I honestly didn't know
what to make of it. Could it be that the Angels are advancing in terms
of power and evolution faster than we anticipated? It seems almost impossible
to believe."
Gendo simply moved a rook across the board and sat
in silence for a few moments.
"Oh, on another note, we believe we may have located
the Fifth Child. And possibly a sixth."
That gave Gendo pause as he looked up.
"Sixth?"
Fuyutski nodded.
"Where? WHO?" To say that Gendo Ikari was
a man who disliked surprises was like saying that the sun was simply a
400 watt light bulb. Gendo had enough to worry about. The Plan, Rei, the
Angels...and him.
"That I cannot say. The Magi haven't located him.
But he appeared recently. The Fifth is someone named Kaworu Nagisa. The
Sixth is, as of yet, unnamed. But the Magi have said he is here in Japan.
So we may get our answer sooner rather than later."
Gendo nodded in response to this. "Very well, keep
me informed. Also, see to it that the EVAs are put on standby for the next
Angel attack. Considering how quiet it's been, I would think we're due."
Fuyutski nodded, and moved his last piece of the
game. A Bishop.
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Next Day
Class was back in session, and Shinji for
one was glad he was having gym as his last class this time around. Anything
so long as it wasn't more droning on about Second Impact!
"Class, we have a new student here today."
Shinji, Toji, and Kensuke blinked, looking at each
other for a moment. Even Asuka look surprised. Rei, however, took the news
pretty much the same way she took everything else. As if it was just one
more thing to ponder.
"Class, this is Marc Weinstein." Waving the new
student into the view of the class, he drew a collective murmur of surprise.
Marc, as he had been named, was caucasian. More
than likely he was American in descent. He had brown hair with slight reddish
highlights, hazel eyes, and was about 5' 8" tall. he had a light build.
Nothing spectacular, but he obviously was one to keep in shape. He nodded
to the class, looking a bit uneasy. Not timid, not afraid, just uneasy.
"Uhm...Yo." Was about all he said, since he didn't
seem to thrilled by all of this. His Japanese was tinted with a thick accent,
though none of the pilots could place what region of America he hailed
from.
"Okay, now that that's settled, we're doing dodgeball
for today. Everyone get together and we'll select two captains, then start."
the coach said. The group lined up, and Toji and Rei, amazingly, were selected
as team captains. Eventually the teams were selected, with Kensuke, Toji
and Shinji united on one side with several of the guys and girls in the
class, while Rei, Asuka, Hikari and another group were on the other. then
came time for the final call of the teams for selection.
"Hmmmmm......we'll take the new guy." Toji said
after some deliberation with his two best friends. Kensuke wanted to see
what this kid Marc was like, and Shinji simply shrugged, willing to go
along with whatever Toji decided, since it was his call. The newcomer walked
over and was greeted with a few handshakes. He quirked an eyebrow at the
'Three Stooges', but said nothing. He simply dropped down into a loose
stance, almost like a cross between a runner and a street fighter. The
whistle blew, and the game was on.
Despite the selecting of 'teammates', the
game was more or less the classic dodgeball, but each time one member of
a certain team was either the last one out, or successfully evaded the
thrower for the longest amount of time, gained a point for his or her team.
It was indeed an odd practice, one which made no sense even to the regular
students, as this had been only the second time they'd played dodgeball
in this way. Toji and Kensuke, amazingly, were the first two out in every
game no matter who's side had control of the ball. Shinji was a perpetual
target for Asuka whenever she had control of the ball, and Rei seemed
to always be the fourth person out every time. She also declined to throw
the ball every time. Then came game set four of the period. (Gym was always
extra long on days when it was the last period, so one game set was actually
four games, so by the time set four had arrived, they had already played
twelve games, with a few minutes break between each game.) Marc was elected
to be the ball thrower for his team. he smirked, almost ferrally, and as
soon as the whistle blew, Toji was out, followed by Kensuke, which didn't
surprise anyone. However, Rei was next, followed by several other students.
he didn't throw at random like most of them did. he planned each throw.
It seemed a decent strategy, since it was working remarkably well. eventually,
it came down to Marc, Shinji, Hikari, and Asuka. Hikari, who had never
had the greatest conditioning for physical activity like this, looked ready
to pass out, and Shinji himself didn't look much better. Marc and Asuka,
however, looked to be in better shape. Actually, considering that Marc
had been one of the longest to stay in every game, though not always the
last, he was surprisingly not sweating much. Asuka was, however, but her
desire to be the best in everything she does kept her going. She was determined
to outlast the newcomer, not only to continue to prove her 'superiority',
but also to rub it in Shinji's face that not even the 'new kid' could best
her!
"Bring it on, Pretty boy." She taunted, hoping to
lull her foe into a mistake. He grinned back at her.
"Maybe later, Sex-toy." with that, he lunged unexpectedly
towards Asuka, who was still slightly stunned by the retort. But
as she was turning to run, he beat her to the punch by whirling and slamming
Shinji with the ball, rolling across the ground to the ball, and then flinging
it at her! Asuka barely had time to start to dodge when the whistle blew,
signaling the end of class, just moments before the ball would have made
contact with her left leg. Everyone simply watched on in awe. The boy named
Marc, and Asuka Langley Soryu had both been there at the end. One, the
newcomer, was only slightly sweating, but had a grin on his face as if
he'd had the time of his life. The other, the hybrid redheaded spitfire,
was sweating heavily, hair matted to her face and neck, and was glaring
at this newcomer.
"This isn't over, Marc. Next time, you're mine."
Asuka growled.
"I look forward to it." Was his simply reply, with
a slightly cheeky grin.
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As the males and females split up and went to their
individual locker rooms, murmurs went through the crowd about how it had
come down to Asuka, Shinji, and the new kid.
"I think that's the first time I've ever seen Shinji
be among the last ones standing at the end of this weird game." Hikari
commented to Rei. "Hell, if I didn't know better, I'd almost think that
the new kid PLANNED it that way."
Rei, for her part, simply nodded. It was rare that
the class representative spoke to her at all, but she herself was curious
about the fact that Shinji had been there at the end. Marc had proven to
be a master of picking shots. He could have nailed Shinji at any time,
considering that Shinji never did well in ordinary dodgeball. His
performance today hadn't been anything out of the norm for him. He still
ended up getting tagged out very early in the other sets. Why was this
game different?
"Hey, great game out there, bud. You got potential."
Shinji blinked, not expecting to see the newcomer's
locker be adjacent to his own, and turned to nod at Marc.
"Uhm...Thank you."
"Don't mention it. Name's Marc. Marc Weinstein"
Shinji had to fight hard to repress a smile, not
wanting to have the newcomer be offended by it. "I know."
"Great, I'm here less than a day and I'm already
a celebrity!" Marc grinned, obviously not caring if Shinji got the joke.
"Well, you sure as hell got under the she-devil's
skin! Congrats man, that was a piece of work out there!" Both turned to
see Toji and Kensuke grinning at them.
"Enh, she's just got a problem with self-esteem."
"She does?" Asked a surprised Shinji.
"Damn right. An overinflated sense of it!" This
drew laughs from all four, even Shinji, who did tend to notice that Asuka
had an inflated ideal of herself, though he would never mention it.
"You called her Sex-toy. You didn't mean that, I
hope?" Kensuke said, more than a bit curious.
"Nah. Just said it to throw her off balance."
"It worked."
"That it did. I live with her, and believe me, I've
never seen her at a loss for words like that." Shinji said, just the slightest
traces of a ghost of a smile reaching his eyes.
"Yeah well, she's got a great body, but that ego
needs some deflating. Guess I'll catch you guys around."
That said, he left, waving to the trio.
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Asuka, meanwhile, was furious to degrees never before
seen.
How dare he! How dare he call me a sex toy!
As if I were some-some...some common SLUT?! Ohhh that's it, Mr. Weinstein.
NOBODY embarrasses Asuka Langley Soryu like that! Not Shinji, not Misato,
not Wondergirl, and CERTAINLY not a newbie like you! But how should i go
about getting my revenge? I don't know anything about the guy......
While Asuka continued to ponder what to do to get her revenge, she had changed out of her gym uniform, made her way back home, changed into some regular everyday clothes, and begun to idly drum her fingers on the table, so lost in thought that she hadn't even noticed when Pen2 had stood there and waved his wing in her face to get her butt and gear and get him something to eat.
I'm going to make you pay for this, Weinstein. Wait and see.
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The young man in question blinked as he entered the
apartment he'd been living in for the last day or so.
"Well, that was worth an E-ticket. Can't wait to
see what happenes next."
"I take it your first day of school went well?"
Came a voice. Marc nodded in reply.
"Yep. This guy Shinji seems nice enough, but he
looks like he'd wilt if someone yelled at'im. Maybe I can tgive'im a hand
with that." Marc would have gone on, but he suddenly hissed in pain and
his hands went to his head.
"What is it? Those headaches again? Hang on, I'll
go get some advil."
The sound of footsteps were the last thing he knew
before he passed out.
To Be Continued...
Post notes: Welp, there ya have it, Chapter One. ^.^ Please read and review, and tell me whatcha think of the new kid, and what couples you might want to see. (that doesn't mean I'll do what you want, but I might consider it. ^.^)