Neon Genesis Evangelion Fanfic:
Crossover: Gundam Wing
Children of War
Chapter 1: The New Pilot
by Trek1030
Version 1.0 (December 3, 2000)
Version 2.0 (July 15, 2001)
Version 2.5 (August 21, 2001)
Major Misato Katsuragi walked down the corridors of NERV, growing
angrier by the second. Apparently, Ritsuko had completely forgotten about
meeting her for lunch, without so much as a phone call. So the Major took it
upon her self to figure out why, and for that, she needed to find Ritsuko.
Eventually, she made her way to Dr. Akagi's office, angry for being stood up.
Silently cracking open the door, Misato peered into her friend's dark
office. Darkness engulfed the entire room, though clearly a white light shone,
outlining Ritsuko's sitting figure. The sound of typing echoed through the
small room as Dr. Akagi kept working, not noticing the violet-haired woman
creeping up behind her in the darkness.
"Such odd habits, Rit-chan, still working in darkness during the day"
thought Misato as she moved stealthily behind the doctor, "...reminds me of
college."
"Ah..." Ritsuko sighed, finally finished typing. While stretching her
tired arms, she reached to her left and switched back on the lights. Taking
off her glasses to rest her eyes a bit, Ritsuko switched to page one of the
document she was working on; resting on that front page, was a front profile
picture of a young boy wearing a green tank-top, with an expression on his
face that was somewhere between annoyance and anger.
"And you called me a pedophile, while here you are staring at pictures
on your computer," Misato smirked, revealing herself to the doctor. She leaned
closer to the screen to get a better look at the boy. She teased Ritsuko
further, "I told you I wouldn't do anything with Shinji; then again maybe you
were just thinking about what you'd do..."
"Misato!" Ritsuko gasped in shock at both her statement and her
unannounced appearance. Calming down, she shook her head in disgust at her
immature friend. "The fact that you are the guardian of the two of the three
most important children in the world still astonishes me."
"Come on, Rit-chan," Misato giggled, "you know I'm just joking. Anyway,
who's the kid?"
"Well, I'll tell you if you don't make anymore disgusting jokes."
"Deal."
Meanwhile, in the Commander's Office.
"Well, exactly why did you just give in to the command of the UN?" queried
Fuyutsuki, somewhat confused at the actions of his commanding officer.
"Because, Professor, I am tired of them annoying me with their pathetic
requests," responded Commander Ikari, "At least now, they'll be quiet for the
time being, and be content with the illusion of power they have."
Sighing, Fuyutsuki reflected at what had happened only hours earlier as
he walked next to the commander's desk.
The UN had come to NERV with what seemed like a bright idea to them.
They informed NERV that they were sending in a specialist to aide them in
fighting; a pilot who was considered unsurpassed in his skill, and who had
also nearly single-handedly put an end to the recent war between the space
colonies and the earth. A pilot whom they thought could defeat any enemy,
along with a rebuilt weapon of mass destruction, though some view that weapon
as an angel from space who brought peace to both the colonies and earth.
Earth had been ravaged by wars between the countries that survived
Second Impact, and the space colonies. Taking up most of Europe as a battlefield,
humans kept dying at the hands of their brethren. Some earth nations, then
eventually all of them, formed the Romafeller Foundation after SI. They
virtually controlled the space colonies, until an insurrection within
Romafeller in 2014 caused the secret society known as OZ to take power,
causing more fighting. OZ was lead by Treize Kushrenada, a mysterious man
who sought to bring peace through war, and unite humanity. Mobile suits
became the weapons of war, and symbol of death to the public.
Yet still another faction arose, this time from the colonies, known as
the White Fang. During all of this, five powerful mobile suits with amazing
pilots, emerged from somewhere, and fought all with the hope of peace. OZ
and Romafeller peacefully ended hostilities, while the White Fang fell in a
magnificent, burning spectacle in an attempt at the destruction of earth
with a falling space fortress. Treize Kushrenada died in battle during that
last fight against the White Fang. The colonies and all earth nations formed
a new United Nations; and in the aftermath of the war, in the year 2015, the
Angels had come from somewhere and threatened humanity's existence.
It was in that same year, 2015, that the U.N. decided to go public about
the organization known as NERV, a secret organization who's origins remained
classified, but whose purpose remained clear: to defend humanity. These
saviors had appeared from practically nowhere, at least in the public eye; OZ
had started it in 1999 as a research organization known as GEHRIN, and after
gaining knowledge of the fore coming Angels, had spent sixteen years
developing defenses. Though no one but a select few would know the true reason
that organization was started, and even fewer would know the panel of old men
that Treize Kushrenada had followed and tried to secretly rebel against...
"How exactly is this new pilot going to fit into our plans, Ikari?"
questioned Fuyutsuki, standing next to the commander's desk, "Our current
scenarios do not call for him being here."
"There is one scenario, specifically with this pilot," Commander Ikari
replied as he leaned forward onto his desk, forming his hands into a steeple
before his face. "Consider it our insurance policy against SEELE."
"What?" Fuyutsuki responded, his face visibly showing the shock he felt,
as he comprehended what Ikari was telling him. He turned to Ikari and began to
plea, "No... no... you can't mean what I think you're saying."
"Of course I am. The plans of our departed friend are quite feasible,
and once started, it will insure Instrumentality."
"Ikari, that's insane! Kushrenada's plans for Instrumentality... it's
just-"
"Calm down, old friend. That particular scenario is very unstable;
however, if our plans fail, and we get his to work, it is our last resort."
"Still," the Sub-commander replied with a scowl, "I don't like it."
"You don't have to," the Commander said coldly, "as long as it
succeeds."
The two remained silent; Fuyutsuki seeing it futile to respond. After a
few moments to clear the thought of that plan actually being put to use, the
Sub-commander sought to relieve himself of the cold man who may or may not
still be his friend.
"If you'll excuse me, Commander, I need to go to my office to finish
some work."
With a slight nod, Ikari gave his approval, and the older man walked out
of the disturbingly vast office.
"Whoa..." utter Misato, as she stared in awe at the sight on Ritsuko's
computer screen, "I mean... I've seen mobile suits before, but I've never seen
the Gundams... only heard statistics and rumors. So that's what they're
sending with him, ne? Sending a mechanical angel to fight the beasts we call
Angels..."
"You don't have to get so melodramatic about it," Ritsuko responded to
her friend, while she enlarged the picture of a Gundam to get a closer look,
"The only remote resemblance to a biblical angel is that the armor plating on
the wings make it look like feathers. Besides, the U.N. sent me a notice that
they've completely rebuilt his Gundam for combat against the Angels. I'll be
surprised as you to see what they did; they didn't even send me any
information, since he's arriving tonight."
Before she could respond, Misato heard a cough from the direction of the
door. Turning to face there, she saw Sub Commander Fuyutsuki standing there.
"Major Katsuragi, " he called out. "I take it that you've found out
about the new pilot?"
"Um... Yes, sir."
"Well, I'm here to give you a special assignment," said the sub-
commander, as he entered the office, "Your shifts for the rest of the day have
been cancelled. Your new duty for today is to meet the pilot at the train
station and to give him a ride to his apartment."
Major Katsuragi just accepted, happy because she got the rest of the day
off. The sub-commander nodded to Dr. Akagi, who handed to Misato a manila
envelope with some information about and for the boy (such as information
about which school he'd go to, his classes, his living arrangements, etc.) and
a NERV "welcome kit", the same as Shinji got when he first arrived: a NERV
handbook and NERV ID card.
As Misato quickly skimmed through the information, she asked, "He's
living alone? Without a guardian?"
"Yes, Major." Fuyutsuki responded, "He's never actually had anybody be
his guardian; surprisingly, he's been in military-like training since he was a
young child. We were going to assign some one to look after him, but... see
for your self on that page." The sub-commander pointed to the lower portion of
the paper the Major held in her hand.
"He actually requested to be left alone?" Misato said, reading the page,
"That seems... odd."
"Well, I've heard he's a strange individual." With that, Fuyutsuki
turned to leave the office, and began his way toward his own office down the
hall.
Shinji was lying on the couch, listening to his SDAT, while Asuka sat on
the floor in the living room, studying her Kanji, when suddenly Misato
suddenly burst through the door.
"You're home early, Misato-san," greeted Shinji, sitting up and shutting
off his SDAT.
"Please just don't tell us that we have to go report to NERV for some
more damn tests," said Asuka. Both her and Shinji groaned at the thought of
having to be in that blood-like liquid that Ritsuko called LCL.
"Well, you two, I do have a surprise, and it doesn't include you two
doing tests" answered Misato with a smile. Shinji and Asuka sighed with
relief.
"We're going to have a welcoming party for someone very important; your
guys' new teammate, a new pilot arriving tonight." Misato exclaimed
cheerfully. "Let's go, you guys, we got to pick him up at the station in half
an hour."
"Who is he?" Shinji asked, while he walked toward the hallway where his
shoes were. "Is NERV getting a new Eva, too?"
"Nah..." Misato answered, "he's just a really good mech pilot, the
higher ups thought could help us. He's coming with his custom mobile suit."
"Exactly how the hell is that going to help up against Angels?" Asuka
growled, angry at the thought of having some mere mech pilot thinking he can
save the world without Eva, "Puny mobile suits don't even compare to
Evangelions; not to mention that mobile suits are about one fifth the size of
an Eva."
"The size of his mech isn't really that important, is it?" Shinji asked,
a bit timidly, "I mean... maybe NERV thinks that it's powerful enough or
something."
"Sure Shinji," Asuka grinned, taking the opportunity that had
unexpectedly presented itself, "of course you would think that size doesn't
matter..."
"Wha..." Shinji replied, somewhat confused before realizing the insult,
and blushing to the shade of a rose, "hey... how would you kn - I mean...
um... I'm secure with myself..."
Misato grabbed both teens by the arm before they could continue
bickering, and dragged them through the door, saying that they were going to
be late. Unfortunately, the one-sided argument began to arise again, filling
Misato's car with the sounds of Asuka's insults.
Later that night, Misato and the three Eva pilots stood at the train
station, waiting.
"Damn, twenty minutes late," thought Asuka, tapping her foot, obviously
annoyed. She began to pace back and forth with her arms crossed; a mildly
angry expression grazed her face. " He should be here by now. I don't want to
wait for that Arschloch."
"Major Katsuragi," asked Rei, turning to face the Misato, "you still
have not explained why I must be here with you to meet the new pilot, instead
of meeting him at the NERV when we are scheduled for training."
"Well, Rei," explained Misato, "we picked you up from your apartment and
brought you along because I thought that it would be good for all you pilots
to get to know him and vice versa. After we pick him up, we're all going back
to my apartment to have dinner and talk."
"What purpose does this serve?"
"It'll do good for your guys' teamwork."
"Is it an order?"
Misato sighed, slightly frustrated at trying to explain this to Rei.
"Yes, Rei. Yeah... this is an order, so you have to come with us."
"Hai." Rei quickly responded, turning to continue staring off in the
distance, waiting for the train to arrive.
A sleek, silver train sped along the magnetic track, leaving a high-
pitched ringing sound in its wake. Gracefully, it hugged each turn and
slithered through a clear path through the countryside surrounding Tokyo-3.
Eventually, the train rode into the city, seeming to escape from the forest
into it's home of a metallic jungle that presided over the Geofront.
Within the train, rest only three occupants; two NERV agents in black
suits and dark glasses sat chatting at the back of the passenger car, and one
young boy sat silently next to his duffle-bag, in the mid-section of the car
wearing short black pants with a green tank-top. His hair hung down in bangs
and forward in semi-spikes that seemed to defy physics. An announce came over
the speakers, making known the fact that they were entering Tokyo-3, arriving
at the station in approximately ten minutes.
Looking out the widow beside him, Heero Yui opened his eyes and stared
out and took in the scene. He gazed at the skyscrapers that glistened in the
setting sun; Heero could see by the architecture and stenciling that these
were no ordinary buildings, for they looked like they would be more fitting
for a military installation. Then again, that was what this city truly was.
The boy turned away from the window, closing his eyes and resuming his
previous stance. He sat quietly in his seat, his arms crossed and his eyes
closed; Heero focused on the thoughts that had haunted him before he accepted
this assignment, pondering if they would haunt him forever, never letting him
find peace.
He only knew one purpose: to bring peace, something that Gundam Wing
Zero kept calling him to do. The war was over and peace spread throughout the
land, yet he kept feeling summoned by some unknown force; a force that called
upon him to fight until true peace would be ensured. But the young warrior
grew weary of the fight, though he could not pull himself free; he endlessly
searched for would set him free, bringing peace to humanity, and finally
putting an end to the guilt that plagued him since before the war.
It was a guilt that came from before the war; the tragic guilt that
Heero brought upon himself, and that had driven him into the cockpit of the
original Wing Gundam. From that accident during a guerrilla bombing that left
an innocent girl dead, Heero forever lived a path of spilt blood, not
consciously knowing why, doing the job of being righteous and leading humanity
by his actions. Perhaps his weary soul would be able put to rest the prodding
of his conscience.
Soon he would be able to rest; Heero thought he had but one enemy left,
the army of Angels. He desperately hoped that he would finally be at peace if
he could defeat this one last inhuman enemy; at least failure could bring
peace through his death, when he could no longer be called to war once again.
With a swish, the pneumatic doors of the train car slid open, revealing
a young boy with a single duffle bag slung over his shoulder. Heero calmly
walked up to Misato, and spoke with an impassive voice.
"Major Katsuragi, I am Pilot Heero Yui," he said. He stared straight
into her eyes with his still blank expression; Misato mentally shuddered under
the cold gaze of Heero's.
Somewhat shocked at Heero's behavior, Misato stared back at the boy with
sorrowful curiosity at what could drive a child to act like such a...
soldier, so unemotional. She shook off the thought, thinking, "maybe he's just
shy... yeah, that's it. Just like Rei."
"Well, Heero-kun, you can call me Misato-san." she said cheerfully,
trying to regain her composure, "Welcome to Tokyo-3! These are Pilots Sohryu
Asuka Langley, Ikari Shinji, and Ayanami Rei."
Heero still stood there and stared blankly at the three teenagers before
him. The girl with the blue hair returned his vacant gaze; and remained silent
as he. The two teenagers beside her spoke up to greet their new teammate.
"Hi," Shinji muttered, before returning to the uneasy silence.
"Hmmpf, you don't look like much..." Asuka stated, looking him over. She
saw the void expression on his face, coupled with the cold look in his eyes;
and she snickered a bit. "You'd be a perfect match to Wonder Girl over here.
God... Don't tell me I have to work with another emotionless doll with that
stupid blank expression plastered across your damn face all the time."
Heero merely squinted his eyes a bit at the German girl, before turning
away.
"Hey you! Look at me while I'm talking to you, Arschloch!" Asuka yelled
in retaliation to the perceived threat to her pride.
"Come on Heero-kun," Misato interrupted, smiling, preventing any more
arguing, though laughing within at the thought of someone else annoying Asuka
with so much as a look without words. "Get in the car and we'll bring you
over to your apartment. You can have dinner with us."
Silently Heero put his bags in the car and sat in the backseat between
Shinji and Rei.
The ride to the Katsuragi apartment remained uneasily silent.
A little later, in Misato's apartment, the five of them were enjoying a meal
consisting of instant ramen, instant curry, and rice. The deafening silence
during dinner was only interrupted by the occasional sound of a beer-can
opening, coming from the direction of Misato. After this silent meal, the
quiet began to annoy a certain fiery redhead; and so Asuka took it upon
herself to start a conversation to break the uneasy silence while everyone was
finished and sitting around the table, finishing their drinks.
"So, Heero, just what is it that you pilot?"
"I am the pilot of the Gundam Wing Zero," Heero responded, not bothering
to look directly at the Second Child.
"Gundam?!" Shinji blurted out, his eyes slightly going wide in awe,
"Like the ones in the war?"
"Precisely. What other Gundams would there be?"
"Wait..." said Shinji, "You mean you're the one of the pilots of the
Gundams? Wow..."
"I don't see what's so great about it," Asuka replied sharply, a tone of
arrogance in her voice.
"He helped win the war, and bring peace," Shinji offered, "the Gundams
and their unknown pilots are legendary."
"So what? God, I can't believe that you, Shinji. Just because he fight
other mobile suits doesn't mean anything in our business; fighting Angels is
much more different, and a helluva lot harder, not to mention more important."
"Though in some ways it's probably easier to fight those beings," Heero
said, putting down his soda, "The worth of your battles are not questioned.
You have a clear purpose that no one will question. Though most importantly,
deaths will not be in vain when you win."
"No duh, baka!" Asuka retorted weakly, her arrogance momentarily
weakened by the gravity of his words, "Still, how do you expect fight an Angel
with a Gundam? There are no conventional weapons that can get through an AT
field."
"Yes there is," Shinji said, interrupting Heero, "One of those Gundams
has a big beam cannon that's probably as powerful as that particle beam cannon
I had to use to destroy the Fifth Angel. I remember, from the news a few
months ago, it took a single shot to destroy that gigantic ship that was going
to crash into earth."
"So?" replied Asuka, "That doesn't mean it can get through an AT field."
"Theoretically, it can," Heero said, "my Gundam's Twin Buster Rifle,
which it what that beam cannon is called, has been modified to the power
specifications recorded to penetrate an AT field."
"How do expect to fight with something as small as a mobile suit?" Rei
questioned, breaking her silence, "No conventional mobile suit has the
agility, as well as the physical power to withstand physical contact with an
Angel."
"Mine is no conventional mobile suit," Heero replied, "In addition to
it's unique abilities, my Gundam has been undergoing... modification for the
past six months."
"So you expect to be our savior?" Asuka remarked sarcastically, as she
slightly twirled, beginning to mock the other pilot, "Oh yes, the invincible
Shinji can now take a break because now, big bad Heero and his Super Suit are
here to save little old us."
"Asuka!" Shinji exclaimed in irritation at the snide comment against him
and the new pilot.
"Pilot Sohryu," Heero stated, turning to face her without any expression
on his face, "I do not understand the nature of your hostility. I fight only
because I must, only because I am one of the few who can."
Heero eerily leaned closer to her slightly, his expression still the
same. Then spoke in the same tone, only slightly deeper and softer. "Perhaps I
would understand your mindset if I had piloted for the praise of others."
"I'm going to my room now, bakas," Asuka said quickly, caught off guard
at having nothing to retort. On the outside she kept her cool, while on the
inside she felt an intense, burning rage; anger had pushed her beyond her
breaking point. The Gundam pilot's very presence threatened the superiority
she felt everyone saw her in, and his words had added in making that safety
fade. Venomously she added, "excuse me" as she 'accidentally' elbowed Heero in
the back of the head as she passed by his chair. Though he felt it sting
somewhat, Heero remained silent with no reaction, inadvertently succeeding in
aggravating her even more.
"Pilot Yui," Rei asked, looking at him with her crimson eyes, "Do you truly
believe that you will be able to defeat the Angels?"
Heero sat quietly, closing his eyes as he pondered momentarily. He answered in
his same, monotone voice, yet a bit softer, "I will complete my mission, or I
will die trying."
"How can you say that?" Shinji said worriedly, "You sound like your own
life is not important."
"We are all expendable when it comes to our mission," Heero replied.
"Pilot Yui is correct; our personal survival does not matter," Rei
added, "I can be replaced..."
"No..." was all Shinji could stutter, their responses bringing down his
mood. So much he wanted to say to them, but none of it could form into words;
instead, he turned to face Misato, perhaps for some words of hope.
Misato sat uncharacteristically quiet at her end of the table, sipping
down her Yebisu while patiently listening to the events unfolding. With Shinji
looking at her helplessly, Misato put down her beer and began to speak in
somewhat of a serious tone.
"Come on, you guys," she said, "now's not the time to talk about that
kind of things. I believe everyone's life is important; everyone is unique and
they do matter somehow."
"But Major," Rei said, looking at Misato with her icy glare, "what is
the point of hiding from the truth that it doesn't matter if we die?"
"I know what it is..." Shinji whispered with a slightly sullen voice,
"You run away to keep the pain from you until the last possible moment."
"It's getting late," Misato said, standing up as she sensed Shinji may
not want to talk anymore about a subject so close to him. She quickly glanced
at Shinji who still sat silently, looking down at the table. "I'll take Rei
and Heero to their apartments. You should just get to sleep, Shinji."
Shinji stood, and with a fake smile gave his good-byes to his two fellow
pilots. Before retiring to his room, Shinji met Misato's gazed and mouthed the
words "Thank You."
Misato's blue Renault Alpine A130 sped off into the dark streets,
leaving Heero at the front off his apartment building after already dropping
off Rei at her home. He walked toward the doors, duffel bag over his
shoulder, and keycard in hand.
The building was desolate and run-down, though the blood red NERV logo
was still visible on the doors. An old dormitory for new recruits, though long
out of use since the rooms in the geofront itself were completed. The place
was empty and chaotic, random piles of trash scattered throughout the
hallways. Nearly a condemned building, if not for the exception of one room,
fully furnished and clean, awaiting its tenant.
Heero's footsteps echoed throughout the dimly lit corridors, until he
reached the one suite where he would reside. The silence of the deathly night
was only interrupted by the scurrying of rats as Heero walked down the last
corridor, about to reach his new apartment. The number 001 was emblazed on the
only clean door in the building; gleaming silver color of the door shown from
behind the red numbers, seeming as if it was newly polished. The machinery
acted quickly and silently to retract the door as Heero slipped his card
through the slot next to the door.
Heero stepped in to his apartment, and proceeded to the bedroom to
sleep, not particularly taking any interest in the sparkling clean look of his
apartment, in a shimmering contrast to the trash heap the rest of building
was. Such matters were unimportant to Heero; he merely needed a place to rest
while he fought in this city.
The Gundam pilot sat on his bed, arranging his few personal items on his
nightstand. One was picture of him and Relena in a deep embrace, taken the
last time they were together, which was six months ago at an official U.N.
banquet. Another item was a picture of all the Gundam pilots, taken during a
brief party at Quatre's estate, which Heero had reluctantly attended.
The picture of the other pilots brought back memories to him. He lied
down on his bed and thought about what happened to the other pilots after the
end of the colony war. They had all gone their different ways to normal lives,
though Wufie had joined the U.N.'s security force like Heero did; they were
two who had no normal life to return.
Knowing that tomorrow he was to go to school, Heero got some sleep,
pondering the odd future Wing Zero had foretold a few days ago. Wing Zero had
foretold him a disturbing possible future, would this telling be as true as
the ones in the past?
"Class," the sensei started to say, after the class rep had sat down,
finishing her daily duties, "this is Heero Yui. He will be your new classmate
for the remainder of the school year. Please, Heero, take any empty seat you
see."
Heero walked through an aisle and took a seat near the back of the
class. He stayed there until lunch, expressionless and cold, not paying
attention to class, but working diligently on something on his laptop.
Occasionally, he would glare at the students who would begin to stare in
wonder at this new student. This façade as a student had become routine for
covert missions; yet this mission was not covert, and Heero was filled with
extreme annoyance at having been ordered by NERV to attend school. Perhaps
some one thought that because he was a child, he belonged in school; yet for
this child, school had only been a place to hide from the enemy and gather
intelligence. Heero resented wasting time here, when it could be more
efficiently spent training with the new equipment his Gundam had been fitted
with. He made no attempt to hide his quiet anger, giving silent death glares
at every person who would pass him by.
It was too great a security risk for Heero to work on U.N. or NERV
paperwork while in public, so until the school day ended and set him free to
return to Wing Zero, the Gundam pilot amused himself by internally smirking at
every reaction to his glares.
"Hello Yui-kun," Hikari said cheerfully as she walked over to his desk
during lunch, "I am Horaki Hikari, the class representative. Welcome to our
class!"
Heero merely glared at her, with a look of annoyance.
"Um... if you need any help with any subjects, just let me know and I'm
sure I can find some one to tutor you."
Heero continued to silently stare at her with his piercing, cold eyes.
"Well..." Hikari tried to continue, a feeling of awkwardness starting to
grow, "so... um... do you know anyone in class already?"
Heero responded, never letting his icy gaze off of her, "I have already
met Ikari, Ayanami, and Sohryu."
"So..." Hikari uttered, slowly beginning to back away from the boy,
realizing that he knew the three strangest people in class, and was probably
the fourth strangest, "if you need anything just let me know. Bye!" And she
ran off to join Asuka for lunch, running from the odd new student, and back to
her odd best friend.
As he watched her walk away, Heero silently laughed to himself, not yet
tired of these reactions people keep giving him.
"That new guy is scary," said Toji, as he leaned back in his desk, "I
don't know what, but there's just something about him. Maybe it's that weird
look he's been giving everyone. It gives me the chills."
"Dude, he hasn't really talked to anyone all day," said Kensuke, "He
just sits there, giving dirty looks to everyone that passes by." It was now
lunchtime, and Toji and Kensuke were with Shinji as usual. They were talking
about the new kid.
"Hey Heero! Come over, join us!" Shinji yelled while waving to the new
kid.
"What are you doing, Shinji?" asked Kensuke and Toji simultaneously,
obviously concerned about their image, and perhaps filled with fear of the
strange new boy.
"I met him last night," said Shinji, turning back to his friends, "he's
not so bad a guy. I think he just needs someone friendly to talk to."
"Yeah, but he looks pissed," Toji replied, glancing back over to the boy
slowly walking toward them from the other side of the room, "Maybe calling him
over wasn't such a good idea."
"Shut up!," hushed Kensuke, seeing Heero getting closer to them, "he's
almost here, he might hear you."
"Yes, Pilot Ikari?" Heero responded, now standing next to the three
stooges' desks.
"It's nothing Heero. Just call me Shinji," said Shinji, somewhat
nervous, "I thought you might want to join us for lunch, maybe we could talk."
Heero was about to turn around and walk away with an annoyed look on his
face, when Kensuke chimed up.
"Hey, are you the next EVA pilot? Oh, God, I wish I was one. I can't
even imagine how cool it must be to control a giant mech and blow stuff u-"
Kensuke was interrupted from his dream-like state by the burning eyes of an
angry, glaring Heero.
Heero's eyes seared into Kensuke's, an infuriated mask of anger plaster
across his face.
"War... is not... fun. It becomes a hellstorm of blood, where soldier's
humanity is lost," Heero hissed as he stormed off back to his desk,
suppressing his rage at the insulting, naive boy.
The rest of the class, who's attention had been gotten by Heero's
"speech", was now staring at him wide-eyed as he came back to his desk and sat
silently, closing his eyes and crossing his arms. He remained quiet as the
class recovered from the eerie silence and went on among their business.
Ayanami Rei looked on from her seat near the window. Heero's words
brought a slight confusion upon her. She gazed out into the sky through the
window, her mind still pondering about how Heero related to war. He seemed a
contradiction to her; his humanity lost in fighting, whereas Rei's humanity
was defined by fighting. It intrigued her that humanity could be lost; her
curiosity stayed with her as school let out and Rei walked to NERV with the
other pilots.
At NERV HQ, the EVA synch testing lab place
"But that's NOT FAIR!!" shouted Asuka at Dr. Ritsuko Akagi. "Why doesn't
HE need to go into that LCL crap!!"
"That's simple Asuka," replied Ritsuko. "Heero's mech doesn't need to
synch, its mental interface system is unique. In fact, it's the only one in
existence beside the ones in the Evas. He isn't piloting an EVA, he doesn't
need LCL to control it."
Asuka shut up, still fuming.
"Now here's the entire schedule for today, if no one interrupts me that
is," Ritsuko said, that last part looking at Asuka from behind her clipboard.
"I will begin from the start. You three Eva pilots will be in harmonics tests;
afterwards you will exit the test plugs and enter your Evas joining Heero, who
will already be in combat training. Heero, you just follow me after you get
changed, and I'll show you your Gundam's new systems."
"Hai!," all four pilots said in unison, before they turned and left for
the locker rooms.
"Why are you here, Heero?" said Shinji as he was changing into his plug
suit. He looked confused at seeing Heero follow him into the locker room.
"I was ordered to change into a plugsuit that matches yours in design."
responded Heero as he pushed the button on the wrist of his plug-suit. "I do
not see why I need to be wearing... this... to be piloting. There is not
synching involved, and Wing Zero can be piloted with me wearing anything." He
looked down again at the strange yellow, white, and red plugsuit he was in.
"BAKAS!!" Asuka yelled from across the separator partition. "These
aren't just plug-suits for synching, they're also the uniforms for NERV mech
pilots!! Sometimes I just don't get how stupid people like you two can always
be the hero and save the day." Asuka trailed off...
In one of the Eva cages, Pilot Heero Yui stood on a bridge next to Dr. Akagi.
"So this is the new Wing Zero. It's bigger." Heero stated, eyeing the
humanoid-looking mechanical beast occupying the Eva cage. He spoke with slight
disgust, "And it looks like an Evangelion."
"Well," Ritsuko began, turning from her checklist, "that's because about
half of it is. Good thing to, now we won't have to modify our equipment much
to accommodate your big friend here."
A silent gaze from the young pilot prompted her to continue.
"That half is of the trashed Unit-05 project from the space colonies.
They only finished the basic muscle and skeletal structure before the U.N.
committee decided to build only mass production Evangelions. The U.N.
scientists used your Gundam as the rest of the command and control system."
"These are the equipment modifications they spent six months on?" Heero
replied, sounding unimpressed, "This is why I haven't been able to use Wing
Zero for so long?"
"You know, Heero," Dr. Akagi said, returning to her checklist, "This
really is quite remarkable work; it's incredible at how fast they integrated
Wing Zero's systems into Unit-05's neural network.
"Don't worry, about anything, Heero. That thing is still the same Wing Zero
you piloted through the war. It just has stronger, faster, biomechanical
limbs, with organic system relays. The cockpit is still exactly the same, and
intact."
"Hai, I understand," said Heero, "Arigato, Akagi-san,"
Taking one more look at his new Gundam, Heero walked across the bridge and
stepped forward to the elevator that would take him up to the familiar
cockpit, where he had fought for so long.
In Commander Ikari's office.
"Fuyutsuki," Commander Ikari said as he stood up from behind his desk
while the Sub-commander walked through the doorway, "the new technical reports
from Dr. Akagi about Wing Zero have been... unexpected. The Gundam's merger
with Eva is part of Treize's plan."
"I've already voiced my concern about his plan before," Fuyutsuki
responded, "I have no doubt that it will work, but the most critical detail is
the most uncertain. Yes, I know this will bring Instrumentality, but at what
costs, sir? Should we take measurements to stop Kushrenada's scenario as it is
forming?"
"If all goes to plan, then we have nothing to worry about."
"It is that plan that I am so worried about. We can't be sure if it will
work; and if it does, then... then..." Fuyutsuki momentarily choked as he
tried to form his worries into words, "...with all the cruel things he's going
to go through, how will we know the chosen one will..."
"Don't speak of this anymore, Kozou," Commander Ikari said as he sat
back down behind his desk, "the decision has been made already. Today, System
E will be activated to begin the scenario."
"My God..." Fuyutsuki gasped, "How can you do that... he's just a
child."
"You forget there was another child who survived the system. He will be
the replacement if System E claims another's... sanity."
Fuyutsuki just stood there silently, simmering in his anger and worry.
"If you'll excuse me, I am going to oversee the testing today."
The commander nodded, and Fuyutsuki calmly walked out of the office. He
shook his head as he thought, "that cruel bastard..."
In the control room.
"Good job, everyone," said Misato to the three Eva pilots," all your
synch rates are up."
Asuka and Shinji both had relieved smiles on their faces as they heard
the news. Rei had no reaction.
"Now, will all three of you report to your plugs at Eva cages and
prepare for launch into the geofront to begin some combat training" commanded
Ritsuko writing something down on her clipboard.
"I wonder how powerful Heero's Gundam is compared to the Evas?" thought
Misato out loud.
"I take it that you haven't seen Heero's new Wing Zero?" responded
Ritsuko to Misato, almost startling her.
"Well.. um... I guess I haven't," said Misato, with an embarrassed
smile, curios as to what Ritsuko was talking about, "What's so special about
it?"
"Let's just say that it has some used Eva parts now," Ritsuko explained
to the Major, "Which will not only increase its strength, but its speed and
accuracy as well. Considering that Wing Zero was already the most powerful
Mobile Suit ever constructed and Heero is one of the most talented mech pilots
in the world, I'd say that we have another formidable weapon to fight Angels
with."
"About that," Misato queried, curious about something, "the part about
his piloting skills, that is. How did he become a Mobile Suit pilot? Last time
I checked, you had to be 18 to join the military."
"Since the age of about 9, Heero has been trained as a soldier not for
the military, but rather, for more of a guerilla/terrorist organization in the
colonies. He was originally the pilot of Gundam 01 in the first attack on
earth."
"He attacked earth first?" Misato said, even more shocked, "I thought
the Gundams were the ones who fought for peace."
"Well I didn't really expect you to know," said Ritsuko as she stood to
check on another computer station. "I didn't really know myself until a
yesterday, in a briefing about Heero. Yes, Misato, Heero was the weapon that
the space colonies sent to rebel against the UN government. Nearly everything
about the Gundams had been kept classified; only released were the propaganda
that the U.N. used to create the image of heroes for the Gundams, using the
publicity as a tool to get into people's good graces.
"But getting back to the real story, Heero did not follow his orders, which
was to take over earth. Instead, he went renegade and fought along side the
other Gundam Pilots to bring an end to the wars between the space colonies and
earth. In the end, they did succeed, too bad that the 'Angel War' began right
after."
"Is that why Heero acts so emotionless?" inquired Misato, trying to
comprehend this new info about Heero.
"You'll have to ask him." responded Ritsuko, "All I know is the official
stuff in the reports and the things I've been told."
"Well maybe you'd be able to answer my original question: How powerful
is that Gundam?"
"It uses the 'ZERO System'." answered Ritsuko to the question. "That
system is what makes that Gundam so powerful. I don't know much about the
system; all information about it has been classified. All I know is that it is
some sort of mental link between the pilot and his suit. Maybe it gives some
advanced feedback, giving him an edge of sorts."
"Anyway," Ritsuko said, turning to Misato, ""we really should be getting this
test underway."
"Oh yeah!," shouted Misato, as she remembered what she was doing. She
then saw the three Evas join the Gundam in the geofront who was already
finished blasting away at targets. "All right everyone, let's begin this
combat simulation."
Inside the Wing Zero, Heero felt at home. He felt at peace being in the
familiar cockpit. He smiled for a second, before it faded from his face. He
then engaged the ZERO system.
The space around him flashed psychedelic colors. He could see farther
than his eyes could see, understand more than his mind could comprehend, and
his mind was clear yet flooded with information. The rush was like a drug,
exhilarating him.
"Where is my enemy?" Heero stated out loud to no one in particular.
"The simulation is about to begin," said Ritsuko, responding in the form
of a transmission. "Wait for the Evas to join you for training after they
finish synching."
"Hai".
Out in the geofront, the three Evas entered the "arena" and stood in
formation with the Gundam. The four behemoths stood side by side, falling into
order as if in boot camp.
Misato sent a transmission to all four pilots, "All right everyone,
let's begin this combat simulation."
"What are we to do, Misato-san?" this question came from Shinji who was
broadcasting on an open channel that all four mecha were tuned into.
"Glad you asked, Shinji," replied Misato, "Since the only the know of
that is as strong as an Angel is an Eva, we will be having Heero fight one of
you to determine the effectiveness of Wing Zero against an Angel. Go all out,
and have fun guys. Just don't use any projectile or energy weapons, only the
progressive knives for the Evas and beam saber for the Gundam."
"But what if the Evas get really damaged?" Shinji asked, somewhat
troubled.
"Don't worry, Shinji," Misato responded, "We'll be monitoring everything
from up here. All four of your guys' mecha can handle a little beating, and we
will stop you guys before it gets too out of hand. So who wants to be the
first to fight?"
"Me!" screamed Asuka, as she leaped forward while grabbing the
progressive knife from her Eva's shoulder, "I'll show you who the greatest
pilot -of ANYTHING-is; the great Sohryu Asuka Langley!"
"Alright then," Misato said, with a little giggle, "let the fight
begin."
Evangelion Units 01 and 00 retreated back a bit, leaving Unit 02 and
Wing Zero next to each other, about to fight. As soon as she heard Misato give
the go, Asuka ran forward toward Heero, subconsciously intent on repairing the
damage the valiant pilot had inflicted on her superiority complex. The glowing
knife was outstretched with her arm, slashing at Heero in the Wing Gundam as
she got closer and closer.
But the connecting blow never came. As Unit 02 approached, Wing Zero
leaped back, and in mid-air, seemed to bend into a messy knot of biomechanical
parts. Dropping through the air, the mass seemed to finally form into a bird,
its feathery wings outstretched. The fusion thrusters began to burn the air as
it pushed the bird into the air, nearing the top of the geofront.
"Shit!" Asuka yelled as she tumbled forward, hitting the ground as she
missed Heero flying away, "Come back down here, you coward."
"Wow..." Shinji said in awe at the transformed Mobile Suit. He stayed
silent as he watched in astonishment, the battle that occurred before him.
"Dammit!" screamed Asuka in to communications channel, as her Eva
repeatedly leapt into the air slashing, missing the bird-like Mobile Suit
circling her above. "Come down here!"
Heero calmly manipulated the controls while the Wing Zero flew near the
roof of the cavernous geofront. Below him, he could see a clear path of high-
speed attack; yet before he could act, the cockpit began to glow, bringing him
into the realm of the mind at which the ZERO system communicated. Before him,
he could see the battle take place; Unit 02 grabbing the Wing Zero and forcing
it to the ground, still in bird mode. The impact of the blow would cause
damage to the transformation mechanism, leaving him vulnerable while the red
Evangelion close in, ready to dice Wing Zero with a progressive knife...
"That will not happen," Heero grunted, shaking off the vision, to
realize he'd already begun a dive directly at the Eva. The red, white and blue
flying beast sliced through the air in a downward gradient as Heero began to
enact a new plan of action.
"He's mine," Asuka thought to herself as her sensors notified her of a
high-speed object coming toward her. She quickly clenched and unclenched her
fists, making the Eva do the same, preparing to catch the fusion-powered bird.
"I'll show you who's the best..."
The Wing Zero rocketed toward Unit 02. Moments before the imminent
impact, Heero pulled a switch in the cockpit, enacting maneuvering thrusters
to spin the behemoth. Asuka's smug grin began to fade as she saw the bird
begin to uncurl, white and silver limbs outstretching in a period of one
second. The wings curled back, allowing the arms to extend and the torso to
spin around; in the hand of one arm, Wing Zero clutched a cylindrical object
which began to release a green glow that grew into a beam of energized
Minophsky particles. A the arm swung the saber as it extended, striking Unit
02 with not only the force of the swing, but with also the added velocity of
the flying run and the momentum of the mid-air spin.
The beam burned through the Evangelion's armor that covered the mid-
section, leaving a bloody arc as the saber went across, causing Eva blood to
rain down upon the ground and surrounding buildings. Within the entry plug, a
wide-eyed Asuka clutched at her stomach, and began to cough up blood. The
life-fluid would mix with the LCL, giving it a slightly darker tint; the pilot
not noticing because the smell and taste were already there from the LCL, and
because a fiery rage began to grow within her mind. Struggling to walk
forward, Asuka used her other arm to raise the progressive knife, searching
for the one she wanted to kill.
But all went black to her, as the lights in her entry plug grew dark
momentarily, before a different set of fluorescent light illuminated the plug;
Asuka knew those lights and what they meant. She soon felt that, as the plug
went flying out of the back of Unit 02. Angrily, the German girl banged at the
controls, and screamed until the recovery team arrived.
"What did you do to Asuka!!" yelled both Misato and Shinji over the com
frequency. The question was directed toward Heero.
"Oh my God," Misato began saying to herself, "thankfully her plug was
ejected before Heero swung the beam at the neck."
"I have defeated my opponent, completing my primary objective. Are my
orders changed?" responded the emotionless Heero.
"I'll fight him," yelled Shinji as he ran toward Wing Zero screaming
with his progressive knife at his hand like a lance. Everyone in the control
room was shocked and surprised at Shinji's sudden outburst of emotion and urge
to fight.
Commander Gendo Ikari watched and listened to everything from a computer
monitor in his office. He was surprised at Heero, perhaps even amused. Though
as for the matter of Shinji, the Commander just silently grinned. The way he
has spoken, the way he had screamed, it seemed to the Commander that Shinji
was out for revenge. All was according to schedule.
Unit 01's progressive knife was stopped by Wing Zero's shield. The two
massive fighting machines began a sword fight.
"Why did you do that to Asuka!!" Shinji yelled at Heero through the com.
"It was my objective," responded Heero, dodging a swipe from Unit 01.
After a near miss, Heero said, "You seem to have a reason to fight."
Shinji's response was a jump kick that knocked down Wing Zero for a
couple seconds.
"You must be able to harness your emotions to become an effective
fighter." Said Heero. "You must still be able to think clearly to accomplish
the objective, but you must still believe in your reasons."
Eva Unit 01 let out a scream from its purple mouth. It ran in a rage to
Wing Zero and began to form an AT-field around its fists as it tried with all
its might to beat the crap out of Heero and the Wing Zero.
Rei watched the brawl from the view screens of her entry plug. She lay
as motionless as her Eva, just staring at the two monsters exchanging blows.
The blue-haired pilot began to let her mind wander at the thought of the two
fighting before her.
"How can one fight enraged, full of hatred for only an act witnessed and
not imposed onto one's self?
"How can one fight when the animalistic nature of it defiles the dignity
of one's soul?
"Yet why is it this which defines me? Why must be a link to my humanity?
"Perhaps... I may find out."
Rei continued to silently watch from her entry plug while the two other
pilots caused massive damage to each other.
Back in the control room, everyone saw the scream. Then they saw the
fight.
"Oh my GOD!" screamed Misato, fearing the worst, "is Unit 01 going
berserk again!?"
"Major..." Maya trailed off, pointing down at the computer screen.
"What's wrong?" asked Ritsuko as she and Misato ran to see what was on
the screen. They let out a small gasp as they saw what was on it.
Shinji's synch rate was at 300. All plug readings normal. Shinji was in
total control of Unit 01.
The fight between the two biomechanical behemoths raged on.
"You..." Shinji choked, speaking through the com. "You killed her..."
"Shinji!" yelled Heero. "NO! She is alive, dammit! He unit is just
disabled!"
Shinji only fought on, not comprehending what was being yelled at him.
The two mechas were now at a standstill. Unit 01 had its progressive
knife pressed against Wing Zero's neck, Wing Zero had its beam saber pressed
against the neck of the EVA, both gigantic energy weapons singeing the armor
plating on both war machines. Both mecha were battered and needed repairs.
Then suddenly, the hum of both energy knives went dead, and the two
units stood still, their power having been cut off.
"Okay, you two. The combat simulation is over. It's a draw between both
of you two." transmitted Misato angrily, " Now exit and meet me in the
debriefing room. Rei, you too."
The three mecha walked toward the Eva cages, power restored. While
within the entry plug of Unit 01, Ikari Shinji began to feel tears coming from
his eyes, as he began to cope with the fear of the side of himself he had seen
today.
Within the dark, debriefing room, the three pilots waited. A single
light hung from the ceiling, illuminating only the center of the room, leaving
the rest in darkness, the walls hidden in the shadows.
Shinji was seated on the bench in the center of the room. Seated next to
him was the silent form of Rei. Heero stood in the shadows with his arms
crossed, leaning against the wall. Everyone was still wearing their plugsuits.
Misato walked in through the door. She walked right up to Heero, who
greeted her with a salute. Instead of returning the salute, Major Katsuragi
grabbed Heero's collar and slammed him into the wall, the sound echoing in the
empty room.
"What the hell were you doing!!" She screamed at the youth.
"I completed the objective."
"Asuka's in the hospital right now! Thank god her injuries weren't
serious..." Misato started to trail off to herself as she let go of Heero.
"Will she be able to pilot again?" asked Shinji with a look of concern.
"Yes, Shinji, yes she will. In fact, she'll being going back to school
in two days, " responded Misato. She turned back to scolding Heero.
"This was a combat SIMULATION!" she stressed that last word. "Did you
know that the pilots feel physical sesantion through their Eva?"
Heero nodded, "Hai, Dr. Akagi briefed me about the Evangelions."
"Then WHY did you do what you did?" yelled Misato. Shinji looked at
Heero, also waiting for answers.
"I was completing my objectives." responded Heero. "Pilot Sohryu
would've done the same, had she been capable."
"These are your teammates, Heero," Misato warned, "don't ever hurt them
again, or I will personally see to it that you rot in a NERV prison cell."
With that, Misato stormed out of the briefing room, trying to regain her
professional composure. But before the three pilots could leave, Commander
Ikari stepped in.
The three children in the room stood in attention, and gazed at the
Commander, trying to anticipate what was happening.
"So you are the boy," said the commander, walking up to Heero, "the
pilot of Gundam Wing Zero."
"Hai," responded Heero, receiving back the same cold stare he was giving
the Commander.
Shinji didn't know what to expect from his father, but he certainly
didn't expect what he did next. Commander Ikari shook Heero's hand while
giving a slight grin.
"Heero," began the commander, "did you know Treize Kushrenada?"
Heero's eyes grew big in shock at the mention of the name. "Hai."
"Were you the original pilot chosen for the Epyon?" further questioned
the commander.
"Hai" was all he responded, though the color from his face began to
fade, as though he had seen a ghost. The mere mention of that Mobile Suit sent
a chill down Heero's spine, as one of the few fears he harbored was that of
feeling Epyon in his mind again; he couldn't quite put into words the fear and
darkness he felt from piloting that suit.
The commander nodded and began to leave the room. But before he did, the
commander turned to Shinji, who stared at him wide-eyed in fear at the
infinite possibilities of what could happen.
"Shinji," Gendo started, his stone expression remaining the same.
"Hai, father?" replied Shinji, trembling, a little scared.
"Good job," the commander frostily said to his son, "You fought well;
perhaps you can fight like that again."
As the commander left the room, Shinji seemed stunned as he stared at
the retreating form of his father. Heero began fleetingly fear, before he
regained his self-control and walked out into the hallway toward the locker
room, with Rei and Shinji in tow.
On the train ride home, Heero and Shinji sat across from each other in a near-
empty car. The lights flickered slightly as the train rocked lightly from side
to side, coming out of a tunnel from the Geofront and into the slowly
diminishing sunlight of Tokyo-3.
Heero sat with his arms crossed and his eyes closed; it appeared as
though he was asleep, though in actuality, he as merely resting his mind and
body, his lack of important things to do leaving him with nothing but that to
do. He wore his usual green tank-top with black shorts; the few bystanders
staring not at his clothes, but perhaps at the sternness of his facial
expression which held a seriousness that no one his age should have.
Shinji sat across from Heero, on the opposite side of the car. He held
his hands in his lap, and kept his head low while he stared at the floor; in
his mind, Shinji cursed himself for not replacing his SDAT's batteries sooner.
Without the soothing music of his digital audio device, Shinji's mind began to
contemplate on the darker events of the day, struggling to keep shame and
depression away. With a lack of something better to do, Shinji went against
his better judgment, and attempted to start a conversation with Heero.
"Heero?" Shinji said innocently, looking at the pilot across from him.
His only reply was Heero's eyes opening, and his head lifting up to face
Shinji, silently prompting him for whatever he needed.
"How can you stay so calm during battle? I mean, from you said to
Kensuke, it seems like you hate piloting. So how can you just do it so well?"
"Shinji," Heero responded, "Nothing good can be achieved by letting your
emotions take over your self-control during a battle. I hate having to fight,
but I must"
"But, why do you pilot?" asked Shinji, "How can you pilot if it you hate
it?"
"I was raised to pilot Gundam, and that is what I do. I am driven to it,
for the true purpose of Gundam was to protect humanity from itself, so that
all mankind would finally be at peace. But now, there is one more enemy that
disturbs that peace."
"How can you handle this, Heero? I can't... I know it's for mankind, but
I just don't care... and that scares me."
"Then why do you pilot, Shinji?"
"I... I don't know. I just don't know. I guess I'm driven to it, even if
it is what causes the pain in my life."
"Perhaps it has become a part of you that you cannot escape. Just like
the Wing Zero is to me."
After thinking a few moments, Shinji spoke up. "I hate Eva... yet with
each passing week, it becomes more and more a bigger part of my life."
"Fight it, Shinji," Heero gently said in a near-whisper, "Fight it
before it becomes the only thing in your life, and nothing else."
The rest of the ride was silent, as the gentle rocking of the train
brought them to the safe haven of their homes; a haven where they could live
for themselves until the children were called to the hell of war.
TO BE CONTINUED...
Author's notes:
Oh hell yes! I finally finished revising this chapter (after many sleepless
nights the past few weeks). I'm pretty sure that any more changes to this
chapter will be pretty minor, so I think I'm going to be going on to the next
one.
Think of this chapter as a prelude of sorts: it's really just an introductory
type chapter, in which I establish the characters, explain the changes in the
universe, and start the setting for the main plot.
Trent
P.S.
Here's a short explanation of some things in the fic that may not really make
sense:
Why Ritsuko is typing in the dark during the middle of the day:
Yeah, this is pretty weird. This is what I usually do when I'm in my
room or working on my computer. I don't know why, I guess I'm just screwed up
or something, but I just feel better when I'm completely shut out from the
outside world, including sunlight. I just thought Ritsuko might work better
like this (I know I do) when she has stressful stuff to do.
Why Wing Zero is now half-eva:
This is a major change, but for good reason. I actually did read through
all that stuff about Gundams VS Evas VS Angels. I came to the conclusion that
a Mobile Suit, even if it is an "invincible" Gundam from Gundam Wing, is just
not powerful enough to fight an Angel, although Wing Zero's buster rifle might
be. So I decided to up its power while still keeping from being a true
Evangelion; grafting Evangelion muscles onto a Gundam effectively increases
its size and it's physical strength.
As for other things (such as why Shinji loses self-control, why the commanders
keep referring to Treize Kushrenada, and why Fuyutsuki doesn't like Treize's
plan), all of them will be explained in following chapters and are major parts
of the plot, so I won't really be explaining this stuff now.