Disclaimer: I don't own Evangelion or any copyrighted characters. All fanfiction characters are my own.
A/N: WARNING. WHILE NOT RATED M, THIS FIC MAY CONTAIN EVIL DEEDS DONE TO EVILER MEN/WOMEN.
"Do you remember me ? Im dying, Am I too lost to be saved ?
Lost for so long.
Will you be on the other side ?
Will you forgive me ?
Praying,
Bleeding,
Screaming.
Am I too lost ?"
— Evanescence, Tourniquet
This is Halloween
By Corvus no Genmu the Prince of Slumberland
Judgement Will Be Made
The creature towered at a height of eight feet with the body of an adult man with limbs too long, too stretched, to be human in nature. The right hand flexed and blades ripped through skin to replace normal fingers while the left clutched the long stick of wood tightly. A burst of emerald fire emerged from the top of the staff to form a sickle as long as the skeletal man's forearm. What was once a tattered and ragged tophat was a now a glimmering fedora of deep violet with a glimmering red feather moving gently as though there was a gentle autumn's wind flowing through the air. The pumpkinhead of the creature turned and gazed over them idly with eyes of red flame.
"I would suggest running unless you want to meet your end here." It spoke in an echoing voice of the boy that it once was. It need not repeat the warning. The pumpkinhead turned around and said to the vampire king, "Keep them separate save for the Children and their Guardian." He tossed Gendo's hand to the No-Life King. "You know what to do with the rest."
"Master," spoke both vampires, melting away into the shadows. The creature grinned and turned its head back around to see one Maya Ibuki still cowering on the ground, her eyes wide with terror and… 'Well, now…' thought the creature, 'This is interesting.'
It was recognition that shone in her eyes.
"Do you know who I am, Maya Ibuki?" The creature's grin spread itself wider. "Do you know what I represent?"
"I-I-I… Yes-Yes I do… Sir…" Maya's hand flinched towards her neck, a motion that didn't escape the creature's eyes. Kneeling before her and lifting his bladed hand to her throat, the creature gently grasped the thin cord, ignoring the lieutenant's shivering, and pulled out the medallion hidden beneath her uniform. The feral grin shrank to a soft smile.
"Well, well. A Celtic, here of all places." The creature looked up into Maya's wide eyes. "I know I liked you for a reason, Maya Ibuki."
Maya gulped and nodded. "Th-Thank you… Lord Samhain."
"Ah none of that, my dear. It is I who should be thanking you," Samhain nodded at her shocked look. "You keep me and my kin alive with your belief, Maya Ibuki. That is what makes a god so powerful you know. Belief. That's all we need." Samhain stood and stepped towards the open doorway.
"Wait!"
"Hmmm?" Samhain turned his head to face her.
"Please… please don't kill him…"
"Him. The Aoba or the Hyuuga?"
"… Hyuuga."
Samhain's feral grin returned. "Ah so you do know of the Aoba's sins. Good head on your shoulders, that. Do not trouble yourself, Maya Ibuki. Only those drowned in sin shall die this day."
"Th-Then… Sempai?"
Samhain's eyes narrowed. "You know nothing of what she's done but do not argue on her behalf, child of Brighid for even my fellow Celt cannot stop me from changing my mind. Not today." Samhain turned to face the open doorway. "Oh yes, you should also be aware that the hole there, the one leading into Hell, is expanding. It will swallow the entire Black Moon soon but the city above will remain safe. I recommend finding shelter, Maya Ibuki."
Fuyutski sighed warmly and took another sip of his warm drink. Sitting alone in the cafeteria, with only the sounds of the air-filtrators gentle humm echoing throughout the large room, was oddly relaxing for the aged ex-professor. Setting the cup down gently, he took out a photo of his grandchildren and sighed sadly.
"You're not running." The voice of the Death God was oddly calm, containing no surprise evident in his echoing voice.
"I've run for so long now," said Kozo Fuyutski. "I'm an old man made older by this past decade."
"Through sin." There was anger in that voice now.
"Yes. Through sin." Sighed Kozo.
"You know where you will go, what will be done to you, yet you sit here, drinking your tea and looking at what you could have had. Do not fool me by saying you are tired, Kozo Fuyutski." The scythe's fire-blade was near the back of his neck, if the sudden increase of heat was to be any sort of clue.
"You know me for what I am, God of Death." Kozo said, weariness weighing his voice down. "You know just as well as I how damned I am."
"You are damned," agreed the Death God. "By your silence, by your refusal to stand up for what you knew was right, for bending your neck to those damned far worse than you. Yes you are damned. You knew the truth. You knew what was to occur. Yet you stayed silent." The fire-blade drew closer to his skin, searing off old hair. "Yet you refuse to run."
"Are you really so surprised?"
"No. I am a god, Kozo Fuyutski. Remember? I know what is that you want so ask it of me."
"… Will you tell her I'm sorry, for not being there when she needed me. For when Shinji needed me?"
"I will but do not expect to hear an answer. Goodbye Kozo Fuyutski."
SHLUCK.
Ritsuko gasped for breath, holding her small handgun tightly in both hands, looking over her shoulder towards the entrance of the MAGI. That was the only way in to where she was, there was no way that demon could reach her here. For a moment, she wished that Misato was there but, knowing that the woman cared more for her charges than herself, Ritsuko took back the thought and shoved it away.
"Interesting that you would hide yourself here, Ristuko Akagi." Her head turned sharply to stare straight into the face of the demon. Shrieking in fright, she scrambled backwards and fell out of the entryway of the inner cores of the MAGI. She stopped upon feeling a pair of legs to her back. She breathed a sigh of relief that turned to a gasp of shock as a bladed hand clutched her labcoat and lifted her up into the air to stare once more into the demon's face.
"Evening, Doctor." The demon's grin was a joke to her profession, grinning madness and speaking lies. What was before her was scientifically impossible.
"LET GO OF ME!"
The demon tutted. "So you may stain your hands further? So eager to descend further, Doctor?"
"Damn you!" Ritsuko lifted her gun to the demon's face and fired several bullets into the pumpkin that served as the demon's head. The bullets didn't even penetrate the pumpkin's skin and served only to amuse the demon.
"Damn me? Doctor," chided the demon. "I'm the one who cuts down the damned. You see Kozo Fuyutski over there?" The demon turned her so that she might see the decapitated body of the Sub-Commander. "Was a mercy killing." His eyes turned black and the fires of his mouth turned a disgusting shade of green. "You are a different case altogether."
"I haven't done anything!" screeched Ritsuko. "I—"
"Followed in your mother's footsteps and continue to do so now, Doctor. However, unlike her, you could not bring yourself to fully kill the one named Rei Ayanami though you've imagined it. Oh but how you've imagined it." The demon dropped her noisily to the floor. "It is my duty to cut you down, but it is my pleasure to add to your punishment."
The scythe fell, slicing apart the doctor's torso, burning the skin before blood could even begin to flow. Yet, before the doctor had chance to scream in the agony of pain, she felt something happening to her that was, by all the laws her precious science told her, was impossible. Her lower half kicked at the air before shapely human legs melded into a single scaly tail with the rest of her form following to become a slithering and hissing snake. On her half, she felt a huge weight pushing down upon her back, pushing her wrinkled face to the ground as bleached hair fell away into the wind. She felt another pair of legs replace those that she lost and suddenly found herself with a neck long enough to see what had become of her.
"A snake for your lust and hatred." Spoke the demon. "And a tortoise whose shell weighs you down with all your sin. But there is more good Doctor, much more. You feel it don't you? The deep need to become one with the snake just as you, the snake, feels a need to become one with the turtle for you are both two halves of the same whole." The demon reached down and picked up the snake. "That need will haunt you for another hundred years and while you remain separate…" Here, the demon began to squeeze the snake, who writhed in agony to mirror that of the tortoise. "You feel the pain of the other but cannot die. Only endure." The demon pulled his arm back and tossed the snake through metal and earth, sky and cloud. Away and away to the farthest of places until the desire to become one was almost too much for the tortoise to endure. The demon looked down at the tortoise and kicked it away as well, into the opposite way and watched, in silence, as it disappeared from sight.
"Now, for the pedophile."
"You can come out now, Makoto Hyuuga. Your sin is nothing to me, so you'd do better following Maya Ibuki's example and escaping while you still can." Samhain stood patiently in the long corridor before one Makoto Hyuuga extracted himself from the janitor's closest.
"What did you do to her?" he asked, shaking in the knees yet holding his gun steady at Samhain's heart. The god tilted his pumpkinhead at the man.
"Just like what I'm doing to you now. Nothing." Samhain suddenly chuckled. "Though I can't say the same for Aoba."
"Where is he?" asked Hyuuga. "What did you do to him?"
"I removed his… jewelery… before sending him to where all pedophiles go."
"Pedo- Aoba was not a—"
"Say that to Theru, to Kiki, to Mai, to Chihiro. To all the girls whom he gazed upon in heated lust and gave way to pleasuring himself to their young flesh, to their untested voices, to their—"
"STOP IT!" Hyuuga dropped his gun to the floor. "Just… stop it…"
Samhain stood, gazing at the man in silence before walking up to and past him. "Decide soon, Makoto Hyuuga. Do you want to live to see what life you could lead with Maya Ibuki or would rather spend the rest of eternity in Hell? I am not your god so I cannot guide you to the correct path.
"You must do that yourself."
"Are they ready for depature, Robin?"
"They are, Samhain."
"Good," spoke the god before he turned to the two ladies standing beside the witch. "Your children will be unharmed both physically and spiritually. As for their sanity, I cannot say."
"Please," spoke the first. "Can't you take her without involving him?"
"Or little Asuka as well," spoke the second.
"You know I cannot. Your children are connected in more ways than one. In order to return her, all the connections Rei Ayanami has made must be severed. By force if necessary."
"He will keep your children safe," said the witch. "There is nothing more either of you can ask from him. After all he's done for you, guaranteeing this passage to Heaven, how can you ask more of him?"
"…" Both women remained silent.
"Go," spoke the god. "Before I change my mind as to where you both should be sent."
"Damn it, damn it, damn it!" Misato slammed the phone down angrily. "Even the fucking phone lines have been cut off!"
"Well, what did you expect?" Samhain walked around the corner, turning his head to gaze at them with his mad grin. Misato pushed the children behind her and glared at the pumpkinheaded god.
"I don't care what you do to me, but leave the children out of this!"
"You know I can't do that." Samhain slowly walked closer to them, his footsteps echoing in the silence of the corridor. "I must return her to her rightful place."
"Who?" asked Shinji. "Misato? Asuka?"
"Rei Ayanami." Samhain's eyes of fire gazed at the albino. "Or should I say, Eve?"
"Eve?" muttered Asuka. "As in—"
" Adam and Eve. The parents to all of mankind. At least, that's what the Christians say." Samhain's grin spread itself wide, sharpening his teeth further.
"You are incorrect," whispered Rei. "The soul I carry is not that of Eve but of Lillith."
"FOOLISH CHILD!" roared Samhain, the fires of his head burning black. "Don't you dare follow in Gendo's footsteps! He is wrong just as SEELE was wrong. Just as everyone who bore witness to your true body was wrong. You are not Lillith, the spawner of demons and devils, you are Eve. Wife to Adam, Daughter to God, Mother of Man.
"And you must return home."
"No one is going anywhere!" exclaimed Misato. "Don't listen to it, Rei. It's just another damn Angel."
"You know that is a lie, Misato Katsuragi." Samhain said. "Youu know who and what I am. Just as you, Rei Ayanami, know who you truly are.
"And what you must do."
"What?" asked Shinji. "What does Rei have to do?"
"I have to die," spoke Rei softly as ever. "So that Eve's soul might be released into his embrace."
Samhain blinked in surprise. "So you knew then."
"Every since we met." Rei gazed up at the god. "I've know you for what you are and what would happen on this day. You told me to tell the commander to not ask for whom the bell tolls, it tolls for him.
"But you meant me, didn't you?"
"Yes…"
"… Will I be me, or will I be Eve?"
"That even I can't answer."
"… I'm ready then." Rei moved to stand beside Samhain, but Shinji's hand on her shoulder stopped her.
"Rei! You don't have to do this! You're not just some kind of, some kind of shell of someone else!"
Rei smiled sadly. "But I am, Ikari-kun. I've always been since I was created from Eve and your mother."
"My-my mother?" Shocked, Shinji released his grip on her arm and stepped back from the girl. "Mother?"
"In a matter of speaking." Samhain spoke up. He looked down at Rei. "Are you truly ready to let it all go, Rei Ayanami?"
"I… am…"
"You are afraid."
"It is natural, to be afraid of death."
"But not of me."
" Never of you."
Samhain nodded and knelt down to embace the blue-haired girl who sighed slowly and didn't take further breath of air. Picking up the girl bridal-style, Samhain turned away from the shocked group and began to walk away. "You should be aware that the hole, the one leading into Hell, is expanding. It will swallow the entire Geo-Front soon but the city above will remain safe. I recommend finding leaving." And with that said, he walked away, leaving a droplet of ember-flames to fall in his wake.
"Forgive me…" whispered the shadows of death.
Gendo futilely dug through his desk, trying so desperately to find the handgun he kept hidden amongst the woodworks, when the fire-sickle burst through his chest. His body being lifted high into the air, Gendo let out a loud scream of pain as the God of Death spoke behind him.
"You won't die by this scythe, Gendo Rokubungi. Your fate is far worse than death by impalement." A pair of skeletal batwings burst from Samhain's back, lifting them both high into the air, through ceiling after ceiling until they hovered above the pyramid base of NERV. The ground shook and trembled before the pyramid collapsed on itself and vanished into a crimson hole of fire and ice.
Samhain pulled out a gold puzzle-box from his coat and tapped its side gently and listened to it as its eerie tune began to play. Dropping it into the pit, Samhain looked towards Gendo. "Enjoy his company, Gendo Rokubungi."
Without another word, Samhain swung his scythe downwards and launched the man straight into the portal's center. He landed heavily onto the sharpened rocks, right beside the puzzle-box. He laid there gasping in pain as pair of leather-black boots stepped up to him. Gazing upwards, he looked up in horror at the man whose entire head was embedded in pins and needles.
"Wh-Who are you?"
"Who am I?" chuckled the man in a deeply rich voice. "I… am… PAIN!"
Spiked chains flew outwards from the flames and dragged Gendo Rokubungi further into the Hell that would be his home for all eternity. Pinhead watched him as he was dragged away before looking to the flying Samhain, and waved a single goodbye before the portal closed itself.
"Vengeance," spoke Samhain. "Has been served." His eyes turn towards you, glimmering green beneath a skin of pumpkin flesh. "But what was it to you?
"A trick or a treat?"
On the First, Contact Shall Be Made…
On the Second, The Dead Will Arise…
On the Third, The One-Winged Angel Will Fly Once More…
On the Fourth, The Devil's King Shall Soar…
On the Fifth, A Gift of Heart Shall Be Given…
On the Sixth, Masks Will Fall Away…
On the Seventh, Judgement Will Be Made…
