This is a rough (un-preread) version of Phase 1. Still, I feel that it's decent enough to release, so here it is.
Note: I think I made
a boo-boo! From what I understand from
other people, MGS1 started in 2004-2005.
If that is true, then I'll just have to push the date back about 5 years
to fit this story better (If I can make Metal Gear Solid 2 disappear from MY
timeline, I can push back MGS1 a few years, so too friggin bad!).
UPDATE NOTE: I'm going through a middle of story-identity crisis. At first, this was a straight up evafic, then I started to gravitate towards dominant MGS elements, and now... I've made a decision; several major decisions concerning this fiction, in fact. I will try to make this story with equal elements of MGS and Eva. I received a few comments about this, so I will try to appease the readers. In an attempt to make this series more Eva-ish, I will change the title of the story. This will be only one of several changes I will be making, so there will definitely be a delay in the number of new chapters that will come out after chapter 12. Lastly, I've made a decision concerning the next thing I will be writing. It will be a continuation of this series. In fact, I will make a fanfic trilogy, called the "Third Impact Trilogy." I cannot disclose much information about the next two pieces in the trilogy, but I will say that the second part will involve Shinji... and Asuka... and a child. 'Nuff said! So, anyways, please excuse our dust here at 11-41 as we shape this tale for a better tomorrow. Enjoy the rest of the story.
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Prologue: After the Shadow Moses Incident, Snake went back to his home in Alaska to retire once again. Then, Second Impact happened, and Snake was forced to move further south, to Montana, due to flooding in Alaska caused by extreme weather changes from the Impact. In the 14-15 years that passed, Snake is now in his late forties, and still in very good physical condition. Even though he hates it, he works as an occasional supervisor to the UN and even trains the UN covert ops agents every once in a while to supply himself with money. He lived alone in a horse ranch he bought after moving to Montana, the way he had for many years, not knowing that he will be called up for active duty once again...
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- - 2000 A.D. Shadow Moses Island,
Alaska, USA
Snake had a terrible time avoiding the wolf-dogs that inhabited the caves leading to the communication tower. He tried very hard not to kill any of these majestic animals attacking him, so he resorted to kicking the dogs to hold back their attacks. He viciously struck one of the dogs with his foot, and made a beeline for the small space in the rock wall where he could crawl to safety. Breathing a sigh of relief after narrowly escaping the wrath of the wolf-dogs, he made his way through the dimly-lit passage.
Meryl was waiting for Snake near a door. "Did you have a little trouble, Snake?" she asked while petting one of the wolf-dog cubs on its head. She looked as if she was trying to hold back an incoming bout of laughter.
"Very funny," Snake replied, as he used his level-6 keycard to open the door.
Meryl followed him.
"Oh, come on, Snake, I was just playing around with you!" She suddenly paused in her tracks.
"Wait Snake," she blurted out. "This
place is mined."
Snake looked at her comrade oddly. "How do you know that?"
"Just watch," she said with a smile. Meryl started on a curved path on the open space ahead, her footsteps distinctively marked on the loose ground. She continued carefully in this manner until she reached the other side of the area.
"What do you think? Pretty impressive huh?" she said boastfully.
Snake was puzzled further more by Meryl's new ability. "How did you do that?"
Meryl shrugged. "I don't know. I think that when Psycho Mantis dove into my mind, it gave me the ability to sense these mines. So, are you impressed?"
"Well... a little," Snake said as he walked toward her, following the path she laid out for him.
Meryl pouted. "Only 'a little?'"
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400 yards away from the two partners, a lone sniper tried to steady her involuntary shaking that was affecting her aim. Reaching into a shirt pocket, she procured a small medicine pill, which she thrust into her mouth and swallowed. She took aim at the red-headed woman, and smiled.
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Meryl gasped. She noticed the luminous red dot on her chest. It could only mean one thing - - her doom.
Snake tried to get her attention. "Meryl? What- -" He fell silent as he saw the red laser move its way down her body.
A loud rifle shot rang out; immediately following the bang was a spray of crimson emanating from Meryl's left lower thigh.
"AAAHHH!!!!"
"MERYL!!"
Before Meryl could react to the first attack, a second shot went through Meryl's right thigh, causing her to fall to the ground. As this happened, Snake immediately took cover behind a corner. There was nothing he could do for her. It was the oldest trick in the sniper's book: shoot the partner, and wait for the target to come out.
Meryl was now trying to reach her .50 Desert Eagle with her left hand. "My- - my gun... I can't reach it!"
"Meryl, stay sti- -" Snake was
interrupted by another gunshot; this time the distant sniper aimed at Meryl's
arm. The bullet drove through flesh and
bone and muscle, and the pain was excruciating.
"MEERRRYYLL!!!!!"
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11-41 Studios presents - -
Evangelion : The Third Impact Trilogy
A new Evangelion fan fiction saga in three parts.
Part 1: Apocalypse
Evangelion/Metal Gear Crossover
Enter Phase 1: Active Duty
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- - 2016 A.D. UN-owned Typhoon-class submarine Kunashiri, off the coast of Yokohama, Japan
Snake woke up from his nightmare with a jolt, and he found himself in a strange room. It was dimly lit with a lonely ceiling light directly above him, and the walls appeared to be made of metal. In an "attempt" to make the room more aesthetically pleasing, the walls were painted maroon. Snake was dressed in jeans, a plain white shirt, and a well-worn pair of genuine leather cowboy boots. A middle-aged Japanese man was pacing back and forth in front of where he was seated. He stopped in front of him, and proceeded to talk to him in English.
"So, you are finally awake. It is an honor to finally meet the legendary Solid Snake, the man who's stopped entire terrorist organizations dead in their tracks."
"...The hell are you?" Snake growled dangerously at the man.
"I am Commander Tsuruko Tadokoro, the man in charge of your upcoming mission." The commander continued to pace in front of Snake.
"So, why am I being called up?" His voice sounded world-weary, the product of fine whiskey, and years of chain-smoking.
"We need you for a mission, Snake," the commander answered him composedly.
Snake turned his head away. "The name is David... And I swore that I would never use that name again... that I would never fight."
"I'm sorry Snake, but the UN really needs you."
"Well, you could have at least asked nicely, instead of sending over the Gestapo-wannabes to pick me up. That's no way to treat a tired old man like me..." Snake retorted, sarcasm dripping from his hoarse voice. "Couldn't you find someone younger to do your dirty work?"
Tsuruko was taken aback by the response, but he recovered quickly and smiled for a second. "There is no one else in history in your... line of work as good as you, so we had no choice. This mission requires the best. We need you to infiltrate a city... Tokyo-3, to be more exact."
Snake had heard of the city before - - a heavily protected city designed to defy Heaven itself by withstanding the wrath of the Angels, a group of aliens currently attacking Tokyo-3. "The Geofront? You don't mean..."
The man nodded once. "Yes Snake, we need you to infiltrate the NERV headquarters."
"Well, this is a strange request," Snake said. "Infiltrate NERV? Aren't they the ones who've been saving our butts with those giant robots? Why would the UN need to infiltrate them?"
"If you would look at the screen please..." A man's profile appears on a screen in front of Snake. "This man is Gendo Ikari, the commander of NERV. As you know, the purpose of NERV is to prevent a possible Third Impact by means of the Evangelions, giant bio-mechanical creations born from the Angels' own technology. The UN has received information concerning Ikari and the Third Impact. We believe that Ikari is planning to use the Evangelions to start the Third Impact, rather than protect it."
"..."
"Yes, I know. So, these are your mission objectives - - you must infiltrate the Terminal Dogma," Tadokoro says while pointing at the screen, which shows a map of Terminal Dogma, "Collect any information you can about Ikari's plans, and dispense of Commander Ikari if he does plan to begin Third Impact. As a secondary objective, if Third Impact can be initiated using Evangelions, you must find a way to contain the Evangelions in any way possible." The screen flickers, and shows the faces of the three Evangelion pilots. "These are the pilots of the Evangelions," Tadokoro says. "Rei Ayanami, Asuka Langley Soryu, and Shinji Ikari."
(Ikari? Is he the commander's son?) Snake thought.
"Currently, Ayanami and Soryu are unable to pilot their Evangelions, which leaves Ikari and his Unit-01," a picture of a berserk Unit-01 flashes on screen, "as a threat if Evangelions can be used for Third Impact. In any case, Snake, one viable option in disabling the Evangelions would be to render these three pilots... inert."
Anger wrought Snake's face as he stood up to challenge the man's request. "WHAT! You want me to KILL innocent children for the sake of your mission?!? I don't think so..."
"I did not say that you have to kill the pilots, we just need a way to disable the Evangelions somehow."
Snake sat back down, boiling in resentment. An uncomfortable silence follows.
Breaking the silence, Tadokoro asked Snake, "So, will you do it? You may not like doing this again, but this is important. This is for the safety of the human race."
"It always is..." Snake muttered.
"Snake, this is more important than Metal Gear. If Third Impact happens, billions of people will literally vanish from the face of this earth. Whether you want that to happen or not is up to you."
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- - NERV headquarters, Tokyo-3, Japan
Inside NERV headquarters, deep inside the Geofront, Major Misato Katsuragi and her crew contemplated why NERV is on first-level alert even after all Angels have been destroyed.
"So, what do you think is gonna happen?" Misato asked her crew while taking a sip of coffee.
Makoto Hyuga, Misato's assistant, replied, "Well, NERV is useless now that all the Angels are dead, so..."
Shigeru Aoba finished his sentence. "...so someone will be coming for us now."
Maya Ibuki, NERV computer operator, sat at her console silently, not wanting to think about the future.
Misato stared at her mug briefly before placing it on a counter. "We'd better be careful about whatever army will be sent against us. This place is meant to withstand Angel attacks, not human attacks." She thought for a second. "I want extra protection for our pilots. This just might be the end..."
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The Evangelion willed him to get inside... and so he did, reluctantly. Entering the plug, he positioned himself on the familiar seat, and squirmed lightly as the LCL flooded the interior of the entry plug. Breathing in deeply, he watched as a plethora of lights and sounds filled the HUD (Heads-Up-Display), and the Evangelion was activated.
He hated this. Every single time. He did not want to do this; it was just something he felt he had to do - - for Misato, for Rei, for Asuka (who was battling the Eva-PMs outside), and for his father... from whom he wanted the only thing he sorely needed those past few years - - love.
The Geofront was rocked by an enormous cross-shaped explosion, and a swirl of dust and debris encircled the Unit-01. Shinji looked up from his controls, and began to search for the battle, only to find that it was over. What he did see was a small group of white vultures, carrying the spoils of victory in their bloody claws - - the tattered and torn remains of Unit-02. His lip trembled. Asuka was certainly - -
(No... Asuka... I - -)
A primal urge came across Shinji Ikari, the pilot of the Evangelion Unit-01, and a blood-curdling scream came from this throat, to echo amongst the swirling rubble around him.
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Shinji Ikari woke up from his nightmare with a jolt, and he found himself sitting alone in the metrorail transport that encircled Tokyo-3. It was strange; he's had that dream twice already since Kaworu died, and - -
He stopped himself in the middle of this thought, and placed his attention on the cabin window behind him. The city was nearly deserted, as most of its inhabitants have left for fear of the constant Angel attacks. The building where Shinji attended school was deserted as well, and so was the apartment building where he lived. The streets were desolate, with the exception of a lone stray dog or cat meandering about one of the alleys. With the SDAT player blocking off the sounds of the metrorail, Shinji lost himself as he reflected on the past few weeks.
(I don't care what happens to me anymore. Kaworu's dead by my hands, Asuka is not won't help me anymore, and neither is Rei. But I can feel that something is coming - - something bad.) He chuckled darkly, silently to himself. (Let it come. It might be my one escape...)
The metrorail stopped near the NERV hospital in the Geofront, and this was where Shinji got off. Every chance he got since Asuka was placed here, he would visit her. The visits were all the same: the same desperate cries for help, and the same answer, every time - - silence. Occasionally, Shinji's mind would think about what might be under the flimsy gown that she - - but, no, Shinji would stop himself. He was just a child, after all... just like her.
The hospital was almost empty, save for a few nurses taking care of the sparse amount of patients scattered throughout the building. Shinji took the elevator up to the floor where Asuka's room was. He stopped where Asuka's door was, and took a deep breath before entering and opening the door.
"Asuka?"
The room was silent. There were no ECG machines, nor were there medication bags hanging from the hook attached on top of the ceiling. There was only a bed, fixed neatly, and a rolling bed table. No Asuka. Confused, Shinji decided to look inside the bathroom, again only to see nothing.
"Asuka?" he called out again. (Was she already discharged?)
He walked outside to the small nurses' station. "Do you know what happened to the patient that room over there?" he asked, pointing to Asuka's former room.
"She was ordered to be discharged from the hospital," the charge nurse replied, "even though she was still unconscious. I don't know where they've taken her. It must be classified or something."
Shinji walked away, and said an absentminded "thank you" to the nurse. He decided to head home to see if Asuka was there.
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Two mysterious men sat down to talk at a darkened office. One man spoke.
"So, Snake has chosen to accept the mission."
"Yes. Ikari, that fool, hasn't a chance in the world."
"It will not be him, but I who will control the Third Impact."
"But what about SEELE? They desire to control the Impact as well."
"They are pawns as well. Leave them be for now. They will not affect my plans as of yet."
"Yes, sir."
"Return to NERV. Keep in touch with any significant events that happen there. I want to make sure that everything is right."
"Understood..."
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Snake was led into a locker room. Inside were several items: a garment bag, a pair of scissors, and next to the scissors, a familiar article of clothing - - a dark blue bandanna. When Snake emerged from the room, he was wearing his trademark sneaking-suit, complete with a utility belt with pouches hanging from it, similar to the one he wore in the Shadow Moses mission. He noticed it was considerably easier to move around in this suit. Hypothermia was not something to worry about in this mission. The bandanna he wore on his forehead held back his long, shoulder-length hair. He opted not to take the haircut.
(Well Snake, one more time for the world...)
A pretty Japanese woman approached Snake. "Hello Solid Snake. I am your analyst. Please walk this way."
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END OF PHASE 1.
This is Phase 1. Yes, there is little action in this chapter, but I guarantee that it will get much better. As for the Evangelions, we'll be seeing quite a bit of them, as will Snake. Keep reading - - it gets better.
Story (c) 2002 11-41 Studios. All characters used in this story belong to their respective owners.
Updated 12.15.02