Disclaimer: Yes... it's me again. I don't own any of this... as always... and I don't make money
on it either. (though a couple of thousand Danish crowns would hit the spot right about now... )
The penguins made me do it!
This is an Alternate Universe story, with the cast of NGE in an fantasy setting. Some might
be a little OOC, but not too much, I hope. Shinji will show a little more spine than usual,
and the age of the charaters is a bit different from that in the _real_ NGE. So now you have the
specifics. And thanks to my personal 'mad editor' beta-reader. The talented Worldmage! And of
course my lovely pre-readers as well.
So let's get it on!
The Swords of Evangelion: The Call.
Ikari Shinji was dreaming. He did not dream often, but when he did it was
usually nightmares. But this time it was different-- he was having a vision of something. It was
a place, a-- temple. He knew it to be a vision because it was too clear, too vivid in its
reality to be conjured up by a confused and dozing brain.
He could recognize the temple now-- it was the temple where his mother had been the high
priestess. He remembered it from his childhood. He could see someone now. A young maiden, she
could be no more than eighteen summers of age. About his own age. She was speaking to him... she
was beautiful. Something as rare as an albino, but the paleness of her skin, the near
tranlucense of it, coupled with the wispy blue hair waving in the wind all exaggerated her
beauty, made it more exotic. She was wearing the mantle of a high priestess of Eva. Shinji
wondered if she had married his father, the high priest of Adam, in accordance with tradition.
Shinji was angered at the notion.
She spoke again. "Ikari Shinji?" Her voice was so low that he
almost thought that she was whispering. He was surprized to hear his name spoken as it was custom
in the east-- his home.
His father had given him over to the Captain of the temple guards for adoption. Shinji had toured
in the west with her in two years now, fighting the holy war that the state had proclaimed
against the infidels-- or rather, the war his _father_ had proclaimed.
The Captain, Miss Misato. He had almost gotten used to speaking like a westerner, so he was stung
by a swift ache of homesickness as he heard his name spoken in his native tongue. "Yes, it is I."
Shinji responded cordially, bowing to her in respect. She made no move to bow back... she needed
not. He was but a temple guard, although a very high and respected caste, she _was_ still the
head of the order of female clerics. "You are called to your home. You, and others have been
chosen to a great honor. A grave danger threatens us all and we must rise to the occasion." She
still spoke in that low, quiet voice. "But why me?" Shinji did not understand, nothing could
threaten the homeland, not with the powerful clerics of Adam and Eva-- his father amongst those.
Suddenly he heard a deep, masculine voice behind him. "Because we have a need for you! It is for
this that you have trained and fought all this time." Shinji slumped "Father." He turned to
look at his father, Gendo Ikari... no! Ikari Gendo, family takes precedence over individual, the
west was really beginning to infect his way of being. But then again-- two years with the
barbarians would wear thin on most people.
"Is that why you called me?" Shinji looked up, he was angry now. "All this time, I thought you
had no love for me at all, no use. And now THIS!" Shinji was shouting at his father now. He
reared back his arm to punish the demon who had haunted him for so long. As his fist closed in on
his father's face, he suddenly experienced a new emotion... hatred for the man who had never
loved him, or his mother for that Matter.
Suddenly Shinji was lying on the ground, whisps of smoke rising from his body, his whole being
burned with agony. "Know your place, soldier." A woman said flatly. Rei was standing by
Gendo's side now. She was clearly angry, Although her face,was not marred by any expression in
the least, other than the lowering of her fine blue eyebrows, Shinji could see the seething
flames burning in her eyes, making them an even darker hue of red-- darkening to almost black.
Everything suddenly became clear to Shinji's dazed mind-- she had just unleashed an A.T. field!
As as eighteen-year-old girl, she could barely have been initiated as high priestess. And yet
here she was, unfolding A.T. fields. And on a whole different plane of existence at that! Shinji
had always been taught that magic did not exist on the dream-plane or at least that none was
powerful enough to override the barriers... then Shinji remembered that it was a vision-- or a
sending, he wasn't quite sure. But he knew that they were in control. He laughed bitterly and
got up from the ground. "Do I get an escort?" He mocked. "Yes," Gendo said. "Captain Katsuragi
shall accompany you. You will also be collecting other candidates as well. You will recieve
formal notice tomorrow. Rei thought that you might like to know the specifics of the honor
befalling you." Rei smiled cautiously... as if she was unsure of the mechanics of a smile. She
was clearly pleased of Gendo's mentioning her name though. He had his arm around her slender
shoulders. "And Shinji... meet my new wife."
Shinji sat up in the bed with a gasp...it _was_ true! He was going to see his father again, and
his father's new wife-- "Rei..." Shinji muttered. "Father..." He sighed and lay back in the
bunk. He could hear Misato's snoring clearly and he spotted bottles of wine and hard liquer lying
around the tent. He grinned as he saw a young private making his hasty escape from the claws of
the hungry woman, Shinji shook his head and grinned. That young private was apparently why she
had ordered Shinji to take the night watch.
Judging from the amount of bottles lying around, Shinji figured that she would be of little use
to him when she got around to waking up from her stupor.
He sighed again and shifted slightly in the bunk to find a more comfortable position. "Who _is_
Rei Ayanami anyway?" He mumbled. Damn! He had done it again-- _Ayanami_ Rei... why had his father
used her name-- or the other way around. They had probably just agreed on keeping their own
names. It would not be the first time for that to happen...
In the cathedral of Adam and Eva a prayer was being said for a long-lost soul...
Gendo was kneeled before the altar. "Soon, Yui, soon." He mumbled under his breath. He looked up
to the six swords on the altar. "Soon we shall be together again!" He stood up, his robes
rustling around him. "Come, Rei let us eat." Rei looked up from where she was sitting in prayer
and smiled.
Author's Note: This is an introduction; the REAL fic will come later on. This is my first serious
NGE-fic, so I'm REALLY hoping for C&C on this one!
I hope you enjoy it, and it will probably be a long series. ^_^
on it either. (though a couple of thousand Danish crowns would hit the spot right about now... )
The penguins made me do it!
This is an Alternate Universe story, with the cast of NGE in an fantasy setting. Some might
be a little OOC, but not too much, I hope. Shinji will show a little more spine than usual,
and the age of the charaters is a bit different from that in the _real_ NGE. So now you have the
specifics. And thanks to my personal 'mad editor' beta-reader. The talented Worldmage! And of
course my lovely pre-readers as well.
So let's get it on!
The Swords of Evangelion: The Call.
Ikari Shinji was dreaming. He did not dream often, but when he did it was
usually nightmares. But this time it was different-- he was having a vision of something. It was
a place, a-- temple. He knew it to be a vision because it was too clear, too vivid in its
reality to be conjured up by a confused and dozing brain.
He could recognize the temple now-- it was the temple where his mother had been the high
priestess. He remembered it from his childhood. He could see someone now. A young maiden, she
could be no more than eighteen summers of age. About his own age. She was speaking to him... she
was beautiful. Something as rare as an albino, but the paleness of her skin, the near
tranlucense of it, coupled with the wispy blue hair waving in the wind all exaggerated her
beauty, made it more exotic. She was wearing the mantle of a high priestess of Eva. Shinji
wondered if she had married his father, the high priest of Adam, in accordance with tradition.
Shinji was angered at the notion.
She spoke again. "Ikari Shinji?" Her voice was so low that he
almost thought that she was whispering. He was surprized to hear his name spoken as it was custom
in the east-- his home.
His father had given him over to the Captain of the temple guards for adoption. Shinji had toured
in the west with her in two years now, fighting the holy war that the state had proclaimed
against the infidels-- or rather, the war his _father_ had proclaimed.
The Captain, Miss Misato. He had almost gotten used to speaking like a westerner, so he was stung
by a swift ache of homesickness as he heard his name spoken in his native tongue. "Yes, it is I."
Shinji responded cordially, bowing to her in respect. She made no move to bow back... she needed
not. He was but a temple guard, although a very high and respected caste, she _was_ still the
head of the order of female clerics. "You are called to your home. You, and others have been
chosen to a great honor. A grave danger threatens us all and we must rise to the occasion." She
still spoke in that low, quiet voice. "But why me?" Shinji did not understand, nothing could
threaten the homeland, not with the powerful clerics of Adam and Eva-- his father amongst those.
Suddenly he heard a deep, masculine voice behind him. "Because we have a need for you! It is for
this that you have trained and fought all this time." Shinji slumped "Father." He turned to
look at his father, Gendo Ikari... no! Ikari Gendo, family takes precedence over individual, the
west was really beginning to infect his way of being. But then again-- two years with the
barbarians would wear thin on most people.
"Is that why you called me?" Shinji looked up, he was angry now. "All this time, I thought you
had no love for me at all, no use. And now THIS!" Shinji was shouting at his father now. He
reared back his arm to punish the demon who had haunted him for so long. As his fist closed in on
his father's face, he suddenly experienced a new emotion... hatred for the man who had never
loved him, or his mother for that Matter.
Suddenly Shinji was lying on the ground, whisps of smoke rising from his body, his whole being
burned with agony. "Know your place, soldier." A woman said flatly. Rei was standing by
Gendo's side now. She was clearly angry, Although her face,was not marred by any expression in
the least, other than the lowering of her fine blue eyebrows, Shinji could see the seething
flames burning in her eyes, making them an even darker hue of red-- darkening to almost black.
Everything suddenly became clear to Shinji's dazed mind-- she had just unleashed an A.T. field!
As as eighteen-year-old girl, she could barely have been initiated as high priestess. And yet
here she was, unfolding A.T. fields. And on a whole different plane of existence at that! Shinji
had always been taught that magic did not exist on the dream-plane or at least that none was
powerful enough to override the barriers... then Shinji remembered that it was a vision-- or a
sending, he wasn't quite sure. But he knew that they were in control. He laughed bitterly and
got up from the ground. "Do I get an escort?" He mocked. "Yes," Gendo said. "Captain Katsuragi
shall accompany you. You will also be collecting other candidates as well. You will recieve
formal notice tomorrow. Rei thought that you might like to know the specifics of the honor
befalling you." Rei smiled cautiously... as if she was unsure of the mechanics of a smile. She
was clearly pleased of Gendo's mentioning her name though. He had his arm around her slender
shoulders. "And Shinji... meet my new wife."
Shinji sat up in the bed with a gasp...it _was_ true! He was going to see his father again, and
his father's new wife-- "Rei..." Shinji muttered. "Father..." He sighed and lay back in the
bunk. He could hear Misato's snoring clearly and he spotted bottles of wine and hard liquer lying
around the tent. He grinned as he saw a young private making his hasty escape from the claws of
the hungry woman, Shinji shook his head and grinned. That young private was apparently why she
had ordered Shinji to take the night watch.
Judging from the amount of bottles lying around, Shinji figured that she would be of little use
to him when she got around to waking up from her stupor.
He sighed again and shifted slightly in the bunk to find a more comfortable position. "Who _is_
Rei Ayanami anyway?" He mumbled. Damn! He had done it again-- _Ayanami_ Rei... why had his father
used her name-- or the other way around. They had probably just agreed on keeping their own
names. It would not be the first time for that to happen...
In the cathedral of Adam and Eva a prayer was being said for a long-lost soul...
Gendo was kneeled before the altar. "Soon, Yui, soon." He mumbled under his breath. He looked up
to the six swords on the altar. "Soon we shall be together again!" He stood up, his robes
rustling around him. "Come, Rei let us eat." Rei looked up from where she was sitting in prayer
and smiled.
Author's Note: This is an introduction; the REAL fic will come later on. This is my first serious
NGE-fic, so I'm REALLY hoping for C&C on this one!
I hope you enjoy it, and it will probably be a long series. ^_^
