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Needs No Name

Chapter 1

"Hell Here"

"Goddamn it" – Shinji growled out as he slammed down the receiver of the payphone after it spurted out a rather unhelpful "due to the state of emergency… blah blah blah" line half a dozen times.

'Shhh!!!'

'Yeah dude, you're gonna wake her up.'

"Her? Oh please. She could sleep through an apocalypse if she wanted to." – he reached out to Nyuko's head and rubbed behind one of her ears, eliciting a purr from the girl.

'Dude, you're so doing it wrong'

Huh?

'Damn right!'

Again… huh?

'Well, we just started and you jump right into this, without even… you know… introducing us?'

… Oh. Oh! Oh, damn I am sooo sorry! It's just you know how I am assu…

'Oh just get on with it.'

… Right.

Errhhem. Ok, now Of course all you dear readers know one fact about this here fanfic that I'm about to dump into your scarce spare time. It is an Evangelion fanfic. It starts at the very beginning of the series and will go through it albeit with slight…

'"Slight?"'

'Understatement of the century'

… Ok, big changes. An obvious one is of course Shinji himself and his cat-girl companion.

Let's start with Shinji. He is around the same height as he was in the anime, albeit a couple of inches taller. He's like a millimeters higher than Touji in this one.

At this very moment Shinji is standing in an area on the outskirts of Tokyo-3, which has been, of course, abandoned due to the angel attack. He's wearing Camo pants, coupled up with a red t-shirt and a brown belt, which has a bunch of pouches filled with… what exactly?

'None. Of. Your. Damn. Business.'

'What he said.'

… Right. Moving on. On his back are two katanas, slung in a classic X position, over he also has a backpack. On either side of his torso, just above the belt are two black magnum pistols. Both the katanas and pistols were custom made by a very skilled weapons smith, god rest hi poor soul. One of customizations was size. This is of course partly because of Shinji's current size and the fact that he won't grow any bigger, reasons for which will be withheld for now. On his shoulders, sleeping, sits his companion, best friend and overall most favorite person in this world.

This person is a cat-girl by the name of Nyuko. Technically and biologically she is the same age as Shinji, ie 14. Physically though, her height is only to Shinji's chest level. She has shoulder-length pink hair, with her two cat-ears adorning the top of it. She has a tail as long as she is tall. Her forearms and lower legs (ie below the knee) are covered in pink fur. She has claws on both feet and hands, instead of nails, and her hands look more like paws. She had emerald eyes with vertical slits for pupils (just like a cat, duh). Think Felicia from Darkstalkers, if you need a visual reference. She was dressed in a pair of white shorts and a bright yellow sleeveless t-shirt (uh, not sure how to call it. Something between a tank top and a t-shirt).

That same girl was at the moment sitting on Shinji's shoulders, her legs crossed over his chest, with her tail looped loosely over them, and ergo over Shinji's neck. Her hands were on the top of his head, just above his forehead, with her head laid behind them. This was one of her most favorite napping spots. And Shinji didn't mind, partly cause he liked to please his feline friend (and was enjoying it almost as much as she was) and partly because she was actually very light. Her physique has quite a lot to do with it.

As soon as Shinji stopped rubbing the spot behind her ear, Nyuko extended her nails slightly, poking him with them. She stopped as soon as the rubbing continued. She purred louder.

Shinji stopped, because he had this distinct feeling he was being watched. He looked behind him and saw… nothing.

'I love the smell of healthy paranoia in the morning'

Shinji grinned, rubbed the bridge of his nose, and turned to watch the road again. His ride would be here soon. Speaking of which…

He dug out Misato's postcard. He grinned at it, mouthing "Look here".

'I'm lookin'. I'm lookin'! And boy do I LOVE what I'm seein'!'

'*drooling noises*'

"Nyaa?"

Shinji raised his eyes and was not surprised to see Nyuko's upside down face looking at him. But what was that mischievous twinkle in her eyes?

Nyuko jumped off, landing right in front of him. And copied Misato's pose on the post-card, right down to the wink.

"Nyaaa…" – she cooed sultrily.

Shinji knew that she was trying to have the same effect on him as the purple-haired woman. The only thing was that Nyuko, by comparison, was cute beyond measure. So, instead of turning him on, she almost made him laugh. Good naturedly, you understand. All he wanted to say was "Kawaii!!!" and hug her silly.

But, of course, knowing what she really wanted, he bent down and pecked her on the lips. The girl squealed in delight and instantly wrapped her arms around his head.

'Yeah she's a cute one for sure'

'Yeah. And we won't let anything happen to her.'

'Aye. Say, what are we doing here anyway? Rhis place gives me the creeps.'

'Yeah I know what you mean. But the answer is obvious, I think.'

'Yeah, to pump the old bastard so full of lead that…'

BOOM!

"Nyaa?!"

"What the hell?!"

'Hard to starboard! HARD TO STARBOARD!!'

"What?"

'He means "jump away if you don't want that to crush you"'

Shinji grabbed Nyuko and ran. No more than a second later he was thrust forward by another explosion, this time from the VTOL crashing behind him. He landed on his side, arms protectively around the girl, who was petrified with fear. She clung to him, shaking like a leaf and sobbing. Getting up, Shinji was worried. IT wasn't the explosion, and whatever it was, it was BAD. More explosions followed an on the horizon, surrounded by a dozen or so VTOLs "it" appeared.

"Holy shit"

'It's back! It's back! The King of Monsters wants to ravage Tokyo once more!'

'No, that dude was a lizard and had radioactive breath. This guy…'

"This guy" had energy lances thrusting out of its hands and all the missile barrages were stopped by a strange orange hexagonal field. What was more it was heading right for them!

As Shinji wondered about what to do, a blue Renault screeched to a halt in front of him.

"Get in!" – he heard someone say. He needed no second bidding. He slammed the door as soon as he jumped in and the car almost jumped forward. Not a moment too soon, as a giant foot landed right behind them.

Misato sighed with relief, as she saw the angel getting smaller in her rear view mirror. With them out of immediate danger, she shifted her focus on the one she drove all the way out here to pick up.

Shinji was sitting in the passenger seat, which he managed to pull back to its max capacity, with Nyuko curled up on his lap. He had on arm wrapped around her as another was slowly running through her hair. He felt her slowly stop shaking and relax. Only when she started purring softly, did Shinji start paying attention to his new surroundings.

"So... I'm Misato Katsuragi. You're Shinji, right?"

"Yes."

"And who's your friend?"

"Ah, this is Nyuko. Say, captain, what was that thing?"

"'Misato' is just fine, Shinji. And that thing was an angel."

'… bwahahahahahahahaha'

'Oh lord, and I thought the creators of Dragon Ball had trouble naming things.'

"An angel, huh?"

"Yup, that's what we NERV are fighting. They're hellbent on destroying mankind and we're here to stop them."

"NERV. Ah, the old man's organization. How is the bastard anyway?"

Misato would have winced at his words, except there was no malice in them. Surprisingly, he sounded amused.

And so on N2 explosion and an episode of battery… borrowing later, they were in the car lift, which was slowly descending towards the Geofront. Nyuka now sat in the back seat. The backpack and the swords were now in the trunk.

"Hey Shinji you got your ID card with you?"

Wordlessly Shinji pulled the card out of one of hi pouches and handed it to Misato.

"Say, Misato?"

"Yeah?"

"Has the geezer said anything as to why he needs me all of a sudden?"

"… No. You don't like him much do you?"

Shinji shrugged at this.

Then the Geofront came into view.

"Nyaaa!!" – Nyuko was practically glued to the window. Shinji couldn't help but to be impressed too.

"Like it? That's the Geofront and NERV headquarters." – Misato said proudly.

Then they were lost. Not that Shinji minded much. He was in no hurry. After what seemed like an hour of wandering around they came across an elevator which Misato was sure was the one they needed. After a few floors the doors opened, revealing a vexed Blonde.

"Ah heh hello Ritsuko…" – Misato started nervously, only to be paractically shoved further back into the elevator.

"Misato, for once would you stop wasting everyone's time and get serious? Did you get him?"

"Yes" – she said pointing to Shinji.

Ritsuko looked at Shinji, appraising him. Shinji stared back curiously.

"You know, doctor, you do fill out that one-piece quite nicely." – he said

Misato sweat-dropped, while Ritsuko only huffed in annoyance and closed her lab coat.

"Well he is different than I expected."

"Yeah, he is huh?"

"Errhem. 'He' has a name, you know. Shinji Ikari. How do you do." – Shinji said, bowing.

"Nyaa" – Following Shinji's example, Nyuko stepped out from behind him and bowed politely too.

Shinji didn't like that look in the doctor's eyes. That almost mad gleam, like she found something she would have loved to know everything about. In simple terms, she was practically dissecting Nyuko with her eyes. Shinji stepped behind Nyuko and wrapped his arms around her shoulders protectively, while giving Ritsuko such a death glare, it caused her to fidget. She was glared at before. A lot, actually. By a man who she thought perfected it. But it paled in comparison.

As the elevator continued its ascent, Shinji started to notice things. Things like the foreboding feeling the place gave off. Things like what seemed to be a giant pool of something orange, up and across the side of which the elevator slowly crawled. And was that a hand that he glimpsed in the distance?

The elevator arrived at its destination. The doors opened to reveal nothing but darkness. When they stepped out, the doors closed behind them, leaving them with no source of light. He felt Nyuko spring out of his hands and behind him, as if hiding from something scary. Before he could give it any thought the lights came on. He whistled.

"Impressive."

"Indeed." – said Ritsuko proudly. – "This is our only defense against the angels. The Evangelion."

Well that was the gist of it, in all the sea of proud blah blah blah techno babble blah blah blah… But he got the gist.

Nyuko got closer to the railing and peered curiously at the evangelion's face.

"Nyaa?" – she murmured, extending her arm towards it.

"So this is what he has worked on all this time."

"Correct"

BAM! BAM! BAM!

Had he been a lesser man, Gendo would have ducked for cover. The fact that the glas was bullet proof helped as well.

By the time the women got out of their shock, the pistol was already in its holster.

"So, what is it that you want?" – Shinji said. He was calm as ever, as if nothing has happened.

"You will pilot the Evangelion and defeat the Angel."

'He didn't!'

'He did.'

'I don't believe it!'

'Believe it.'

"HELL YES!!!" – Shinji exclaimed, jumping up and pumping his fist into the air.

"You sure you're ok with this, Shinji?" – Misato asked.

"Yeah. I know it's weird, but when Nyuko wants something I find it really hard to say no" – plus he didn't feel all that cold, considering he only had his boxers on.

"I mean about this" – Misato said, sweat-dropping.

"Sure I'm sure. You guys need to beat that thing. And only Evangelion can do it. And only I can pilot it. No sweat."

"Misato, are you done discouraging the pilot?" – Ritsuko chided.

And the LCL started to pour into the plug.

"Ok, what the hell?"

'I knew it. I knew it! It was too good to be true! It's a trap!'

'Oh stop your whining.'

"Don't worry, you can breathe in LCL." – Ritsuko assured him.

'Oh eww. Bleh. Yuck. Tastes like…'

"…blood" – he murmured.

"A-10 connections established." – un-credited person #1

"Sync ratio at 70% and steady." – un-credited person #2

What? I'm lazy.

"Launch Eva!" – Misato ordered after all preparations were complete.

Back on the surface, Sachiel stopped and looked curiously to the spot on the ground where a pair of giant doors opened. Seconds later, Evangelion Unit 01 emerged.

"Ok Shinji, concentrate on walking for now."

'Walking? WALKING? You don't defeat giant monsters by WALKING INTO THEM YOU DUMB BIMBO!!'

'And where are the guns. Where are the freaking guns! Are we supposed to wrestle with it?'

'… Ah shit.'

'And I thought WE were crazy!'

Unit 01 took an uncertain step forward. Then another, then one more. Then it tripped and all hell broke loose.

"Shinji! Get up! It's almost on you!" – Misato shouted.

Unit 01 had barely any time to react as Sachiel charged for it. Rising into a crouch, it leaped for the angel's legs. Sachiel lost its balance and smashed into a bulding. Rising up it faced Uni 01.

"Let's dance!"

"Sempai! The Sync ratio! It is fluctuating like crazy!" – Maya exclaimed.

Ritsuko gasped slightly as the numbers indeed were started rising and falling faster than she had ever seen. One moment it was as high as 90% then it was down all the way to 50%.

"BANZAI!!!" – Shinji roared out, as he willed Unit 01 to charge at the angel. The attack was impressive and would have been effective, if not for the Angel's AT Field.

"The hell!" – Shinji didn't notice Sachiel's outstretched hand until too late. A spike of pain engulfed his left eye.

"Arrgh!!"

"Severe damage to the left eye socket!" – Hyuga exclaimed.

"Shinji! Deploy your IT Field!" – Misato shouted.

"My what?!"

"System malfunction! AT Field deployment impossible" - Aoba announced.

"Shinji!"- Misato exclaimed, as Sachiel grabbed Unit 01's head and proceeded to ram its lance into it.

Unit 01 grabbed the offending hand and twisted, surprising Sachiel enough to release its head. Unit 01 then proceeded to deliver a kick to the angel's head. All of which happened so fast, that the next thing Sachiel knew it was on its back with Unit 01 on top of it, pinning it down.

"Shinji! Go for the core! It's the red sphere! Take the prog knife!"

The knife was ejected from the shoulder pylon. Unit 01 grabbed it and slammed it down into the core. Sparks flew the blade collided with the sphere. Knowing defeat, Sachiel did the only thing it could. The explosion could probably be felt all the way on the lowest level of Terminal Dogma.