Magic
Knight Shinji
Authors
notes:
This
chapter is a bit confusing.
I do not own Eva/the characters. Gainax Does.
"Rah!" Shinji shouted as he slashed
downwards at the dummy.
Pieces of wood and straw fell down to the floor
"Hah!" Shinji slashed diagonally, bottom
left to upper right.
A chunk of wood and bits of straw flew
upwards.
"Shah!" Shinji jumped into the air, and cast down a bolt of lightning.
The dummy erupted in flames and bits of
wood.
Shinji stood in front of the dummy, panting
for breath, watching the flames eat the wood.
Then when the fire died down, he smiled and
ran to his mother to tell her of his accomplishment.
"Mamma! Look! I did it! I can do it!!" he
shouted, running through the hallway.
When he finally got to the living room where
his mother was, he gasped as he saw a man, kissing her.
"Mamma?" Shinji whispered, confused to who
the man was.
They turned around, and looked at him, his
mother smiled at him, and said
"This
is your new father."
Chapter : Side Story : Who are you?
Shinji's view
I woke up with a start; cold sweat ran down my face, and my lungs gasping for air.
Another nightmare, I'm beginning to think that these nightmares have some truth behind it.
It just looks so real. Like they were memories hidden from me that are rising out of the back of my head.
I looked around, wondering where I was; soon I realized that I was in my room.
I thought… was the dragon and the girl real? I just couldn't think straight.
I decided to go find Misato-san. When I reached the living room,
I saw her and another figure talking in the shadows, they were talking about me.
I moved in a bit closer, trying to hear more.
"He's starting to remember Ritsu." I heard Misato-san say. Ritsu… Ristuko? She was the doctor for Nerv… a 'secret'
organization that towns hired for protection against other towns. But why was she here? Why were they talking about me…?
With me thinking so deeply about the current situation I didn't realize that they had found out that I was listening in on them.
"Oh hey Shinji-kun," I
heard Misato-san say, "what's up?". That's when Ritsuko got up and decided to
leave.
But before she did, I heard her whisper something to Misato. I think she said, "Mana's having the same problems."
Mana… that name seems so familiar… who's Mana?
When she finally left, I decided to ask Misato-san what that was all about.
"Misato-san, what were you guys talking about?"
"Um… just gossip." She replied rather hastily. As if she was making it all up as she went.
"How come I heard my name most of the time?" I asked earnestly.
"Just saying how well you did that last mission." Misato-san replied before running into her room.
"That was odd." I said to myself.
Pain.
A headache. This one was more painful than all the others I've had.
Images…
Flashing through my head.
Mana?
Two figures running in a
field, laughing and giggling.
Two figures kissing on a
couch.
I just couldn't bare the pain, too many memories. Memories?
Was
that what they were?
"Hey Shin-chan!" a cheery voice said.
Shinji blushed as he was hugged from behind by a female.
"Still up for the picnic?" Shinji asked.
"Course." The shadow covered figure replied.
"I love you ----"
"What the?" he asked himself wondering how he got to his bed.
"What was her name?!" Shinji asked himself. Frustrated, he walked into the kitchen for some food.
He noticed that no one was home, by no one he meant Misato.
===Shinji's View=====
It was pitch black, really cold too, and everything seemed fuzzy.
Why is it that I feel like I'm being watched? My imaginatio- Oh my god!!
Something moved, I know it wasn't Misato-san, she's not home.
"M-Misato-san?" I asked the shadows, terrified.
I felt something on my shoulder, so I spun around, finally seeing who/what the figure was.
I gasped, not in terror or in pain, I gasped in surprise as I saw who it was.
It was her, my love… I remember her face from my dreams. The soft skin, the heavenly voice.
I opened my mouth, and said her name. "----."
Authors notes :
I didn't write the name of the person because I wanted to leave that for next chapter.
=P I hope I'm doing ok…
I'm not that good of a writer.
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