Well, I've been feeling pretty productive lately, and I've got a lot of time, so this mass updating of my three major fanfics may happen a lot more…
Anyway, hope you're finding things interesting so far (Although it seems like I barely have any readers left)…
Let's go.
Disclaimer: I don't own Evangelion or its characters. Gainax does, and they rock. Who else could create both Evangelion and FLCL!
Tokyo 3, Japan
NERV Headquarters, Control Room
Misato Katsuragi stumbled back, her eyes wide in a stupor, hearing Ritsuko's voice behind her as she stared towards the two figures that were placidly floating off the ground only twenty feet or so away.
"Is that Kaworu Nagisa? I don't understand…Unless…"
Ritsuko swung around, typing rapidly on her keyboard.
I know for sure now, Nagisa is to SEELE what Rei is to us…but how did they manage to deploy so many…Do they share a soul? This should be impossible…
Meanwhile the two gray-haired boys continued floating on, the small NERV security force already rendered useless by their A.T. Fields.
Misato looked around as the men and women around her stared at the Kaworu's and looked at their NERV-issue weapons, twitching in fear, slowly moving backwards.
Sub-Commander Katsuragi whispered to them, not exactly sure what to do anymore, but sure she had to think of something as the highest commanding officer present, and just because she'd sworn she wouldn't let herself lose…not against them.
"Stay still, get ready to defend yourselves…We can do it…Hold your damn…ground."
Unknown Location
SEELE Committee
"The invasion is proceeding exactly as planned."
"Indeed. Soon NERV Headquarters will be demolished, as it should've been ages ago."
"But first send Tabris to wrest control of the MAGI…"
"Indeed. And send Tabris number twenty to Ikari's Office, it should be a pleasant surprise, and an interesting end for that fool."
"Do you not worry Tabris spread out so thoroughly will be weak? When he existed in one human body, he was strong enough, but in so many? Can he achieve his goals for once?"
"It is inevitable that he does so, The Final Messenger cannot fail."
Tokyo 3, Japan
NERV Headquarters, Detention Wing
Asuka stumbled backwards, her eyes blinking rapidly, unable to accept what they were transmitting to her brain.
"Kaworu?"
Asuka clutched her head, her vision blurry now, as the gray-haired boy stood still and then strode forward, making Asuka shriek in confusion.
Then his familiar voice, tinged with gray like his hair.
"Asuka Langley Sohryu…I've returned for you."
Vatican City, Italy
Unspecified Location
Alucard stared down listlessly at Anderson's crumpled corpse, and then sighed.
"That was disappointing…regenerator or not, I guess all it takes is a good shot to the skull…You were just another idiot mortal after all."
Alucard turned away from the priest and tore the bayonet still embedded in his body out, throwing it onto the floor.
"Those damned toys of his actually hurt, as always…Now to Adam, where would the Catholics be keeping it…Amon?"
Suddenly a looming shadow behind Alucard, a dark figure with a glowing white cross floating around his stomach.
And then, a great sound of wind entered Alucard's ears, and he spun around just in time to meet a dozen bayonets slamming into his body.
The vampire clenched his fangs, eyes bulging but hidden behind his yellow shades, and stumbled backwards.
Father Alexander Anderson smirked as he stood up, a bayonet in each hand, and a still smoking bullet hole in his head that was getting smaller and smaller as the seconds passed.
Alucard still stood, the bayonets embedded in his body, but he was leaning against the wall, blood flowing from his wounds.
"Damn Catholic mongrel regenerator…"
Anderson smiled, still not moving, his glasses glowing.
"Ah take an eye for an eye! My abilities are God's divine gift, and so they increase and increase as Iscariot is in the Lord's favor! The Lord gives me power to fight inhuman demons like you!"
Alucard sneered, still leaning against the wall.
"You're less than inhuman, priest. Just a pitiful defect, a failed science project."
The crimson clad vampire growled, lifting up his Jackal and aiming it at Anderson.
"Sending you to Hell would be an act of mercy, priest! Your regenerative skills are impressive, as always, and they seem to have improved…But I bet if I put enough bullets in that thick skull of yours, you'll stay down. So let's cut to the chase, start begging, tell me where it is!"
Anderson shook his head, staring at the vampire.
"Empty threat of a coward vampire who hides behind the weapons of man."
And so they stood there, Alucard not even caring to take the bayonets out of his body, two inhuman creatures glaring at each other in dark, smirks playing about both their faces.
Tokyo 3, Japan
NERV Headquarters, Commander's Office
Commander Shinji Ikari sat passively behind his desk as a NERV guard stumbled into his office with a shriek and then toppled over.
His office was bathed in darkness, but he could see everything in the office as if there were hundreds of lights, simply because of his glasses, which were not only for show and to hide his eyes but also had dozens of other useful capabilities.
He stared at the door as a single figure appeared, staring back at him listlessly.
"Commander Shinji Ikari…In the original scenario, you were to be my comrade, my prey in the great plan…How disappointing."
Shinji simply peered at the gray-haired boy listlessly, although his left hand was slowly creeping towards the bottom of his desk.
Kaworu Nagisa smiled and then clenched his fists as he began to float off the ground, his A.T. Field evidently powerful.
Shinji's fingers crept closer and closer towards the console he knew was hidden beneath his desk.
The former Fifth Child smirked and raised his hand in the direction of Shinji's desk.
"Goodbye, Shinji Ikari."
Shinji nimbly rolled out of his chair to the side, having gained a good amount of muscle and agility from his daily physical training and martial arts lessons as the Commander of NERV, tapping the red button beneath his desk, which launched a briefcase out of the black wooden desk, sending it sliding towards the floor beside Shinji just before the desk exploded into a million shards of wood, decimated by the powers of the A.T. Field.
Shinji smirked.
"So you are capable of extending your A.T. Field and utilizing it as a weapon…Interesting, interesting…However Tabris, diluted so much, I doubt you are as powerful as the original!"
As the last word left Shinji's mouth, he opened the case and pulled out two P90s, not checking if they were loaded, and rushed forward opening up a huge stream of bullets directly towards Kaworu Nagisa.
The bullets hurtled towards the gray-haired boy but then stopped within a few feet of him and fell to the ground, as if affected by an invisible barrier.
Kaworu smirked as Shinji continued to rush forward and maintain his fire.
"Hmph. Do you not understand the concept of the A.T. Field? It is the sacred area of my soul! None can pass it! Bego-"
Suddenly an odd sound and a shimmering orange sphere around Kaworu, the bullets no longer stopping in midair and falling, it was now clear to the human eye that they had been hitting the orange barrier, which was presently shimmering and breaking up.
Kaworu's face twisted into an odd mix of anger and disbelief.
"What!"
Vatican City, Italy
Unspecified Location
In all his years as a warrior of God and of Iscariot, Heinkel Wulf had never fought a creature as agile and challenging as the man who was currently hiding behind a metal barricade, firing at him with a black pistol.
The unknown attacker obviously wasn't as strong as the damned vampire Alucard or Father Anderson, but Heinkel had never fought either of them anyway.
He ducked down behind the corner and reloaded his revolver, peering to the left at his comrade in arms, the Japanese nun Yumiko, who was known around the world as a berserker.
They had dealt with the UN force sent by SEELE almost effortlessly, but this one man was giving them quite a bit of trouble.
"Having trouble, Heinkel?"
"Nein, Yumiko…Nein…Do you have a match on this man?"
"The data files say he is known simply as Amon, an officer in the STN-J…"
Heinkel shook his head, peering around the corner and fired a few shots of his revolver at Amon, who had stopped shooting and was slowly advancing.
"Vat is the STN-J?"
"Some sort of Japanese paramilitary organization or something…Amateurs…"
"Vat are the Japanese doing here!"
"I have no idea, Heinkel, but you better attend to the stranger, I can hear his footsteps."
"You don't know what they're doing here! You're Japanese, go talk to him or something!"
Yumiko shook her head, taking off her glasses, her eyes becoming strangely feral, and grit her teeth.
"I've always gotta do everything around here Heinkel! Fine, I'll talk to him, I'll give him a real nice talk!"
Yumie rushed around the corner, the Japanese nun a blur, drawing her katana with a roar and charging.
Heinkel stayed around the corner, listening.
The swipes of a sword in the air, gunshots, Yumie's familiar berserker roar, and then a woosh of air and silence.
Heinkel raised an eyebrow, yelling as he holstered his revolver.
"Hey Yumie, you take care of him?"
Suddenly Heinkel noticed an odd smoke wafting towards him, and the unique smell of cooked meat.
"Vat's…Vat's that smell?"
Tokyo 3, Japan
NERV Headquarters, Control Room
They all opened fire at the same time, knowing that their end was coming, refusing to lose to what seemed to just be two teenage boys without a fight.
All of them except Maya of course, who was shivering under her desk, her weapon abandoned, refusing to listen to the entreating voices of her fellow technicians.
The A.T. Fields around the two Kaworu's rippled and shimmered, the entire round of bullets useless, deflected.
But they continued firing.
Misato swore in frustration as she realized her handgun was out of ammunition and that the majority of the men and women around her were in similar straits.
"Dammit!"
Suddenly another ripple of gunfire from the left, a group of NERV guards armed with assault rifles apparently still alive, the bullets fell to the ground uselessly but the commander of the guards waved at Misato and the others.
"Get the hell out of here, dammit! If worse comes to worse, we'll destroy the MAGI instead of letting it fall into their hands!"
Misato nodded and turned to the technicians and crew around her, ordering them to retrieve more ammunition and return to the fight if they thought themselves able.
Then the Sub-Commander turned to Ritsuko.
"I've got to go get Asuka and make sure she's safe, Ritsu, take command while I'm gone."
A wry smile danced across Dr. Akagi's face as she nodded.
"Godspeed."
Tokyo 3, Japan
NERV Headquarters, Commander's Office
Shinji smirked, loading his two weapons and firing off another stream while speaking calmly.
"You are too confident of your abilities, Tabris, a simple human weapon can destroy an A.T. Field, if you lay down a concentrated amount of fire on it for a good amount of time. Didn't you learn that from your sixteen other dead kin?"
Kaworu shook his head, his face twisting into disbelief and then rage.
"No! Enough! I will not allow the likes of you to pierce the barrier of my soul!"
And with that, Kaworu sprang up into the air, flying off and dodging a fresh stream of bullets.
The gray-haired boy weaved and swooped nimbly in the air away from Shinji, who struggled to train his weapons on the flying angel, occasionally landing a few telltale hits on Kaworu's shimmering A.T. Field.
And then, a hollow metal click, followed by another one seconds later, and the stream of bullets stopped.
Shinji looked at his P90's in disbelief, realizing he'd used up all the ammunition in the office in his ploy.
Looking back up, he noticed Kaworu was nowhere to be seen and quickly reached his left hand into his jacket to retrieve the pistol he knew was placed snuggly there.
And then a woosh of air and a hard impact sending Shinji flying onto the ground as Kaworu dive-bombed directly into him, not caring to use his A.T. Field as a weapon, probably because it had been weakened to the point that it was only suitable for defense purposes now.
Shinji groaned, blood dripping off his lower lip, lifting himself off the cold floor and looking up just in time to see two cold pale hands grab him by his throat and take him flying roughly up into the air.
Kaworu smirked as he floated in the air, his hands around Shinji's neck, tightening as the Commander tried to reach for his pistol.
"The end has come, Shinji Ikari...Farewell."
Too short maybe? Well that's it for this chapter, as you can see, there's like four different fights going on, but don't worry, I won't make them last forever or anything, in the next chapter or so you'll see my give the fate of your favorite characters…Oh joy.
See you Chapter Twenty Two…