Hello, This is just the start of something I have been kicking around for
years and is in truth a side branch to a much larger original work of mine.
Obviously I claim my own characters, but not evas. I don't fell I much
writing skill but I take pleasure in it so bear with me. As a warning YES
I will add characters, NO they will not be neither pilots nor Mary sues,
far from it.
September 12, 2000. To me that is merely a series of numbers. But to many, to this world.the very mention of this date is hurtful. It is pain. Myself? It was nothing more then a spark of interest. Why you ask? Well to begin few events can send waves across the essence of reality strong enough to be felt from another realm altogether. And so I went, to see what had caused this eddy in the current. I looked on as a man, bleeding from countless wounds, placed his child into a capsule and breathed his last. I would be lying if I said this didn't bring tears to my eyes. I was unharmed by the blast, but the wings caught me off guard. Fascination turned to horror as I realized the terrible price to be exacted from this world. A toll of souls, all that had value. For what purpose was this done? Acts of free will alone have the power to alter fate itself. But I wasn't certain of anything, not yet. I would wait, there was always time. I didn't wait long.
In a complex deep underground, I found my answer. Only a meters and reinforced glass separated my face from the beast. To my left, I saw a small boy looking over the living tomb. A true cave of wonders one, or cave of terrors, given ones perspective. Smiles are so powerful, yet so frail. In a flash of light the beast ceased to be, I felt the life force of the soul mingled with it. Giving life to what was once mere flesh. In that one instant I knew turning my back from this earth would be wrong. The ramifications of this fate were far too much to ignore. I resolved against my better judgment to look into the future of this world and if it were possible in the void I would have gasped. In all my travels across creation, never had I found another on the brink of the choice. Even if it wasn't the same as I had faced, it came with the same kind of power. I walked on.
I looked the Angel in the face as it walked towards its fate. Could I do thing? Were it my destiny? The artillery and missiles had no effect. The first time I observed an A.T field it was quit unlike any force I had ever felt. In fact, I realized to some discomfort I had found a force I could not readily recreate. Amidst this revelation, I saw him again. Riding in a blue car scurrying from the messenger. I felt compelled to do nothing, knowing he would not require help.
The first time I laid eyes on her, the blue haired one, I thought her a living tragedy. She was not even alive, not yet. Knowing her terrible role in this world, I swore to aid her. I could not save her, but I might help her save herself. He went to her, and I saw in them a most terrible symmetry. It seemed that they knew nothing but existence. I knew he had some degree of strength, but no one being had ample heart for this duration.
So blue. The ocean still fascinates me after all this time; I guess that means I haven't lost my human nature. This aircraft carrier wasn't very different from the ones I knew as boy, or so I felt. I felt I knew this feeling. Blue water, sun and wind on my face. I remembered what it was to be alive in word and deed. The concept simply takes on another form from atop a ships tower. So I was agreeably amused when the red haired one stood on the deck, palm as red as the boys faces before her. Honestly I was laughing myself silly.
So red. Like the transmitters in her hair, signifying the brimstone she cast at the world. I shouldn't have but Red always does that to me. I knew better. Her soul was bare to me. The flame frozen, and when touched . shatters. Three pieces of beautiful glass, all fragile, all precious.between the three, this one was most. She stood on a precipice, descending into her black soul should she fall. But now it seems all the pieces are in place. The time for my arrival is now. Will they accept me? Or must I bear witness to the fate I had seen. In the void I felt myself chuckle, Strange as it may seem from my perspective only time could tell. So I walked on, into they're midst, and into one of the greatest conflicts of all.
September 12, 2000. To me that is merely a series of numbers. But to many, to this world.the very mention of this date is hurtful. It is pain. Myself? It was nothing more then a spark of interest. Why you ask? Well to begin few events can send waves across the essence of reality strong enough to be felt from another realm altogether. And so I went, to see what had caused this eddy in the current. I looked on as a man, bleeding from countless wounds, placed his child into a capsule and breathed his last. I would be lying if I said this didn't bring tears to my eyes. I was unharmed by the blast, but the wings caught me off guard. Fascination turned to horror as I realized the terrible price to be exacted from this world. A toll of souls, all that had value. For what purpose was this done? Acts of free will alone have the power to alter fate itself. But I wasn't certain of anything, not yet. I would wait, there was always time. I didn't wait long.
In a complex deep underground, I found my answer. Only a meters and reinforced glass separated my face from the beast. To my left, I saw a small boy looking over the living tomb. A true cave of wonders one, or cave of terrors, given ones perspective. Smiles are so powerful, yet so frail. In a flash of light the beast ceased to be, I felt the life force of the soul mingled with it. Giving life to what was once mere flesh. In that one instant I knew turning my back from this earth would be wrong. The ramifications of this fate were far too much to ignore. I resolved against my better judgment to look into the future of this world and if it were possible in the void I would have gasped. In all my travels across creation, never had I found another on the brink of the choice. Even if it wasn't the same as I had faced, it came with the same kind of power. I walked on.
I looked the Angel in the face as it walked towards its fate. Could I do thing? Were it my destiny? The artillery and missiles had no effect. The first time I observed an A.T field it was quit unlike any force I had ever felt. In fact, I realized to some discomfort I had found a force I could not readily recreate. Amidst this revelation, I saw him again. Riding in a blue car scurrying from the messenger. I felt compelled to do nothing, knowing he would not require help.
The first time I laid eyes on her, the blue haired one, I thought her a living tragedy. She was not even alive, not yet. Knowing her terrible role in this world, I swore to aid her. I could not save her, but I might help her save herself. He went to her, and I saw in them a most terrible symmetry. It seemed that they knew nothing but existence. I knew he had some degree of strength, but no one being had ample heart for this duration.
So blue. The ocean still fascinates me after all this time; I guess that means I haven't lost my human nature. This aircraft carrier wasn't very different from the ones I knew as boy, or so I felt. I felt I knew this feeling. Blue water, sun and wind on my face. I remembered what it was to be alive in word and deed. The concept simply takes on another form from atop a ships tower. So I was agreeably amused when the red haired one stood on the deck, palm as red as the boys faces before her. Honestly I was laughing myself silly.
So red. Like the transmitters in her hair, signifying the brimstone she cast at the world. I shouldn't have but Red always does that to me. I knew better. Her soul was bare to me. The flame frozen, and when touched . shatters. Three pieces of beautiful glass, all fragile, all precious.between the three, this one was most. She stood on a precipice, descending into her black soul should she fall. But now it seems all the pieces are in place. The time for my arrival is now. Will they accept me? Or must I bear witness to the fate I had seen. In the void I felt myself chuckle, Strange as it may seem from my perspective only time could tell. So I walked on, into they're midst, and into one of the greatest conflicts of all.