I do not own either of these series. If you wish to flame me on any subject, or at any level, then I welcome the very fires of Hell. Oh, and I like to follow the manga of Evangelion for some things, and the series for others.

My Purple Haze

A Sailor Moon / Evangelion crossover

Prologue

The night was cool to the throat and stinging to the cheeks. Two women looked out upon the lifeless geofront from somewhere on the nearby hills. One with dark hair and the other with tresses like the sun she seemed to never see. Misato leaned against the railing, the same railing that had held an innocent boy up as he began to cry.

"The night's a little cold," she said and rubbed her hands across her jacket's arms. Ritsuko nodded a bit. "Yes," she said, the single syllable broken against the air.

"I hope the warm weather comes sooner than the calendar says it will," Misato mumbled. Ritsuko said nothing this time. Silence was abrupt.

"There is another unit."

Misato glanced at Ritsuko. She remembered what had happened the previous time. The screams. The pain. The darkness. Then Kaji's face and the news he held. The words he said to her still crept up every now and then, and they hollowed out her heart every time. She said nothing as Ritsuko continued.

"Commander has accepted custody of Unit 05 from Massachusetts NERV. It will arrive three days from now."

Misato shivered, but it wasn't due to the cold this time. Bad things came from Massachusetts.

"Is there a pilot?"

Ritsuko shook her head. "The dummy system has proven nearly useless, for we can't control the EVA when it is activated. Marduk will find us a suitable pilot. We are to receive their report on the pilot shortly." Misato took her eyes from her friend and stared out at the city.

"Hmm…"

Ritsuko raised an eyebrow. "Thinking?"

"I just wish… I could do it, instead of those children."

"You know that it is impossible, though. You are not young enough."

"Can I take a few figures off my birthday cake and pilot an EVA then?"

Ritsuko chuckled. "I'm afraid you aren't preventing their suffering that easily. Besides, you belong as the supervisor. You seem to have incredible luck when it comes to destroying Angels," she said.

Misato smiled a little. She stared up at the stars. Ritsuko could change her face so easily, but Misato could not. She could not ignore what may happen again.

"Yeah… luck…"

Far from the two women, a girl lay in her bed. The blankets were pulled up to her ears, with her crown of dark hair emerging from the top, and her dainty nose poking out. Across from her, were three clothes hangers. Each one held a different piece of clothing. One, a white shirt, another a sea green skirt, and the last, a pair of socks. On the floor beneath them was a pair of dark Oxford shoes. She stared into the darkness at each of them. The moonlight lit them and produced warped visions of what they were.

Her stomach squirmed suddenly in anticipation of the morning. Tomorrow would mean a new destiny. She closed her eyes and let a light sigh escape her lips.

"Tomorrow. I will not…"

The child-like voice faded and then all was silent in the room except for breathing.