The Immortal – Prologue: Past (Not) Forgotten

By Grozic

Written 7.24.2009

Updated 7.25.2009

Disclaimer: I do not own Evangelion or anything else I'm going to reference in here.


Waking up, the old man sat up quickly. Unfortunately…

*crack*

Too quickly perhaps, his bones ached in pain as he slowly lowered himself onto his back again to rest and recuperate.

*click*

*swoosh*

*smash*

Barely a centimeter away from the giant hammer swinging him out into never-ending pit, he sure was glad he hadn't gotten up. He wondered, however, who could or even would do such a thing.

Laying at rest again, he dismissed the thought and shifted his mind to the newly awoken patient. Today was the day he was supposed to meet with the therapist and for all intents and purposes, the grey-haired doctor hoped patient Ikari would be up for the task. Revealing his memories would be crucial to figuring out who young man was.

His search through the archives had been fruitless as there was no mention of any Ikari lineage other than the last generation when a woman had changed her last name to Ikari. Cross-referencing that little tidbit with the current databases, he found she had married and now there was a family of Ikaris.

The man sighed. He highly doubted they were related to each other in any way as their appearances were completely different. Shinji Ikari had brown hair and blue eyes while the Ikari woman had pink hair and green eyes.

"You are a mystery, Shinji Ikari," the old man mused aloud to himself.

"Sir!"

The grey-haired man looked to the voice. Standing at the entrance was a group of E.L.I.T.E. operatives, all fully armed and alert. The Elysian Lambda Interrogation and Tactical Experts; why their name had to be so strange, the old man could only guess and guess he did. Probably trying to spell out elite. I always knew they had issues but seriously, spelling out elite? They've got some inferiority problems.

"Sir!"

"Oh what now?" The wrinkly doctor asked, the sound annoying his ears as he was trying to ease the pain in his back.

"The patient has escaped from his room, sir!"

"What?! You idiots! How did this happen?"

"We don't know sir. We thought it was the broken window…"

Sweating nervously, the grey-haired man tried to look inconspicuous. Hehe…

"But we also found the door was unlocked…"

The doctor was going at it like a pig under the burning sun now. I'm going to die aren't I?

"Then one of our team spotted an open ventilation shaft over a pile of boxes that seemed to have been climbed on."

Huh? The vent system? The doctor mused, slightly relieved that he was only at fault for two of the escape methods.

"So naturally, we had assumed the best choice. We currently have a few teams going through the vents to make sure."

"That's good, we need men to go through the… WHAT?!" Was it possible that these guys were dumber than his group of scientists? "Get your men out of there NOW! Send them to patrol the halls or somewhere else Ikari is

"Sir, with all due respect, we are professionals and believe that the patient had chosen to go through the ventilation system. How else do you explain the open shaft?"

"Grr… Fine, do what you want," the doctor finally conceded. The leader of the group motioned for the group to stand at the corners of the room. "What are you doing now?"

"Standing guard, sir."

Sighing, the doctor just sat down and began working on how to defeat his one true enemy… the giant stack of paperwork that seemed to never get any smaller.

Unbeknownst to any of the occupants of the room, their escapee had just walked past the room dressed in the patented doctor/scientist lab coat.

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Ikari Shinji, patient number 269987, was currently roaming the halls of the station, looking for a way out. While he wasn't sure what the place was, he doubted it could be any worse than the places he had been through before.

He had gained his memories back soon after he set the trap in the old geezer's room. Boy, would that old man be in for a surprise. Shinji grinned at this. Serves that old fart right for poking my eye.

Walking while thinking, Shinji bumped his head into the wall.

Focusing back to reality, he gazed upward and noticed a giant poster of some sort. It had English characters on it and looked like it was describing the place he was in or something.

"Black… miso? And Apeture… Silence," Shinji tried to read it in English. While having one's memories back was one thing, getting used to them was another.

"I believe you're trying to say Black Mesa and Apeture Science," a voice spoke in fluent Japanese. "I really don't understand why they use English here when most of our workers here speak Japanese."

Turning around, Shinji spotted a very beautiful lady in a suit who was, apparently, still speaking.

"But then again, I'm a German that uses Japanese as if it's her home language so I guess I should be talking like that."

She had sandy blond hair and looking at her pupils, he could see her eyes were a soft cloudy blue. He began to move his line of sight downwards. She had generous assets and from what he could see, a bold personality he assumed as she didn't seem to be wearing a bra and she was exposing a good amount of her bust. Quickly going further down, she had very nice toned legs. That could wrap around me as I… Shaking his head, Shinji got his head out of the gutter and restrained his baser instincts.

"Oh, hi. I'm…"

"Ikari Shinji, I know who you are. You just recently escaped from your room right?" She smirked playfully at him.

Nodding his head, he stared at the lady in shock. If she knows who I am then she could be a possible threat.

Putting her hand out for him to shake, he hesitantly took it. "I'm Anna Liebert, the therapist here. My brother is Johann. He works as the head of Interrogation. I've heard he could be a real monster sometimes though."

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"Tell me what you did!" yelled the masked interrogator as he began to take out two long cables.

"I am! I did absolutely nothing at all!" screamed a man, who had an uncanny look similar to Dr. Wagner. Oh wait… It was the good doctor.

*slam*

The door to the enclosed room was broken open. Two men entered.

"What the hell are you doing with Dr. Wagner, Johann?!" cried the old grey-haired man who was almost smashed by his own hammer this morning.

"He told me he saw my sister yesterday night and I'm asking him what he did with her," Johann answered as he took the cables and attached them to the man's nipples. The doctor just groaned in pain.

The guard to Dr. Wagner's room responded to his answer. "I saw her leave two minutes after she came in and heard Vagner here screaming like a sissy. I doubt he could of done anything."

"Then he didn't do anything?" Johann asked, though it was more of a thought to himself. Releasing the grip of the connectors, he was about to turn around and apologize when he heard a scream of unending anguish. It seemed when he released the grip, the connectors were already at the spot where they were supposed to be let go and attached themselves to the generator.

"Woops." Johann Liebert smiled nervously, not that anyone could see it through the mask.

The two other men in the room were speechless and only had one thought. Oh shit, that's gotta hurt.

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Shinji gulped nervously while the German therapist just laughed. "Don't worry, as a medical patient, my brother doesn't get to speak to you…"

She smiled making Shinji blush. "But I do!" A glint shined in her eye as she tightened onto his hand and ran back to her official, soundproof, counseling room, dragging Shinji with her.

Shinji just relaxed in contentment, compared to certain others, this was a walk in the park in terms of pain. Maybe she wouldn't be as big a threat as he had originally thought.

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Several hours later, Shinji was gasping for breath.

Roughly pushed back onto the bed, Shinji soon felt an impact on his chest. Anna had just jumped onto him with a seductive grin and began kissing him all over and was about to go lower until Shinji grabbed hold of her and hugged her tightly enough so that she couldn't move down. She began to relax and lose some of her sexual energy as she snuggled into him like he was a giant teddy bear.

"Wow Shinji, that was amazing," she exclaimed as she looked at his face. "All of my patients before you only last for a few minutes, and then I end up accidently breaking them." Shinji shuddered at that. He was oh so very glad he had as much endurance as he had. "Luckily for me, I have my tools to fix them again," she stated as she pointed over to the wall. There was an assortment of whips, strap-ons, and sex toys.

Feeling Shinji shiver, she thought, Maybe he's cold. I should warm him up with my body. In her mind, she had a lecherous grin on. Cuddling with Shinji, she finally decided to go onto business, thought she wouldn't mind if she did go onto that kind of business. "Shin-chan," the hot German whispered into his ear.

Gently stroking her hair, Shinji smoothly said, "Huh?" Yeah, very smoothly.

Giggling at his answer, Anna just spelt it out for him, "Would you like to talk about your past, Shin-chan? It's part of my job you know."

"Hmm…" He was very reluctant about revealing his past. It was something that seemed impossible, but was still true much like the I Can't Believe It's Not Butter! brand. A true paradox indeed.

"Pwetty pwease?" Anna pouted in a cute manner, though she still managed to somehow make it unbelievably sexy.

"Fine, but you owe me." Shinji kissed her on the lips, showing what he wanted in return.

She nodded almost immediately. There was no way in hell she would pass up a chance to have more sex with this stud.

And so, Shinji began his long tale of his adventures as an immortal.


Omakes!

Numéro Un!

Several hours later, Shinji was gasping for breath.

Roughly pushed back onto the bed, Shinji soon felt an impact on his chest. Anna had just jumped onto him with a seductive grin and began kissing him all over and was about to go lower until Shinji grabbed hold of her and hugged her tightly enough so that she couldn't move down. She began to relax and lose some of her sexual energy as she snuggled into him like he was a giant teddy bear.

"Wow Shinji, that was amazing," she exclaimed.

"Meh."

"What do you mean 'Meh'," the sexy German demanded. "That was the best sex I've ever had!"

"It was the best you have ever had. For me, it was subpar," Shinji said nonchalantly.

Anna fumed, "And I suppose you can teach me to make it better."

"I could."

"Fine then! Teach me, Teacher," she purred teasingly.

Grabbing her body, he quickly maneuvered so that he was sitting on the side of the bed with her body on his lap and her butt sticking out. He started to smack her butt.

"Oh Teacher!"

And so it began. Lasting throughout the day, they role-played the naughty student and strict teacher routine. Various dirty talk could be heard during this time.

"Let me give you some first-hand experience with sex ed."

"Please Teacher, I'll do anything to pass the class."

"Teacher, not my ass! Oh Teacher, stop! It's so wrong."

"Depending on how well you can suck me, I'll give you a grade."

"Oh yes teacher! I've been a bad girl, punish me!"

Finally the copulation ended.

"Now that was good for me," Shinji stated.

"Not amazing yet?" Anna pouted, for her, that was mind-blowing. She was surprised she could still think, let alone talk.

"Nope."

She grinned naughtily. "Then we better keep on trying."

They went on for days on end nonstop. Even beating Misato's week with Kaji.

This prolonged amount of sex became famous and remembered throughout the years. It was forever dubbed the "Anna and Shinji Sexathon".


Author's Note: Mwhahahaha! It's finished! The prologue is finally done with and over. Now, what to crossover... Hmm... Any suggestions would be nice, though a true blue review would be even better.