A/N- I don't actually have a "plot" for this, so if there is something that you want to see in here, I can probably put it in. With that said, enjoy the next chapter. Thanks
"Saying stuff"
Thinking Stuff
Sounds and stuff
READING STUFF
The two giants that were before me hadn't moved yet. Unit 01 was reloading its rifle, and the angel was recovering from the magazine that Unit 01 sprayed into it. I gotta move, it's not like I can do anything without an Eva. Just before I turned to run down the hall, Unit 01 started to fire again.
Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom. The gun was fucking loud. I ran; or more limped quickly down the hall, for about a minute or so. How far I had gone was hard to tell, as the hall was unrecognizable, save to room numbers on each door. Eventually, I found a set of stairs on the right side of the hall. I went down. I was on the 3rd floor, so I kept going down till on the wall was a ''G'' plastered on the side. At least, that what I read.
The stairwell spilled out to the ground floor, but also kept going down. SHELTER No. 17, down 4 floors. "That's it.", I thought out loud. I kept my decent up until I reached a room, and in the back, a large steel wall with SHELTER No. 17 written on it. It was smooth, and probably automatically closed once most everyone got inside. I looked around the room, for a switch or button I could push. There was nothing. Great. But, It's probably more safe down here then near the window. I could always just bang on the wall. Hey, it was worth a try. Thud. Thud. I waited. Nothing, after what could have been a minute. It's probably too thick to hear anything.
I sat down, as there was no point to just stand there. Alright, I guess I can use this time to think about everything. Okay, so I'm in Neon Genesis Evangelion. All the characters and the plot seem to be more or less identical. This mean I know what shit is going to happen. And assuming I wasn't just brought here to watch everyone get liquefied, then I should be getting an Eva. If I tell anyone the truth, they'll either laugh me off or lock me in the loony bin, so I guess this is a one man situation. I need a plan.
Kick ass, Get Shinji and insane, and save the human race. I can do this. First, I'll have to make friends with Shinji, and that's probably not gonna be easy. If I don't go to live with Misato and him, it'll be damn impossible. I'm gonna have to talk to Rei, that shouldn't be too hard. Asuka though. She's gonna be a bitch. Literally and figuratively. Second: I'm gonna have to master my Eva; assuming I get one. I have no idea how that's going to go. It could be easy or hard for all I know. Lastly, I'm going to have to find a way to stop Seele and the Bastard's plans. Fuck that, I'll figure it out later.
"Hey, uh... you alright?" "Huh?" Tapping on my shoulder pulled me out of my thoughts. I looked up, and some boy was standing above me. He was wearing the same hospital gown I was, and had a cast on his arm. "Are you alright though? I saw you once the all clear was given and we got out of the shelters, and you were just in the corner, staring at the wall. You didn't have a concussion, did you?" "No, no, I'm fine, thanks though.", I quickly shot him back. Well that was quicker than I thought. I walked back up the stairs with the kid. He didn't say anything, and neither did I. Once I got back up to the 3rd floor, I just retraced my steps back to my room.
How long do I have to wait? It had been a day since I had "woken up" in this new universe. From the nurse, and from a file she left, I learned that "I" had been in a car accident, and my parents were killed. Typical Eva backstory. I just blamed my "gaps'' in memory on a concussion. I also learned that "I" was born in America (just like real me) but my "Father" worked for Nerv and was transferred to japan when I was young. That explained why I wasn't illiterate in the land of the rising sun.
Save those small things, it seemed "my" life was similar to my actual life. Which was good, but sucked on one account: I was 4'10'' until Junior year of high school. Then, I started to shoot up and by college, was a reasonable 5'9''. Now, I'm younger, shorter, and have this long hair for some reason. Probably the fucker that put me in here's doing. Trying to fuck with my mind probably. I wouldn't be surprised if people think I'm a girl. As I sat there, I realized a boring truth: there was nothing to do in this hospital room; there were no T.V.'s, I couldn't walk around or leave, and my phone died because I didn't have a charger. I probably could have asked for one, but the nurse only came in every several hours. So there was nothing to do but sit here and think. I understand Shinji a little better, this is fucking boring.
Then, someone walked it. "I have a question for you."
A/N- boring and short, I apologize. I want to skip to the good stuff, but feel like I need to develop everything first. Soon though, it should pick up. Again, if you want it in there, I can probably fit it in. Do you think I should push it toward the less serious side now? I feel like it's just another plain self insert right now. Enough of my ranting, thanks for reading.
I was 4'10'', but only until freshman year.
