Arrival
* * *
The train screeched to a hault at the station. Once the doors opened, people rushed out. Pushing. Shoving. Anything to get out into the open air.
"Excuse me. Let me through, please."
A young man wedged his way against the crowd. He was tall, dark hair and eyes. A badge was on his shirt. Nerv. Operations Director.
He stopped and examined what was left of the crowd. Two children stood with their bags, looking around a bit bewildered.
One, a girl. Auburn hair and blue eyes. Like pools of water. She was average height and build.
The boy, taller than she. Black hair and dark colored eyes.
"Tricia Haragashi and Rion Takegami."
The two both looked at him at the same time. Her eyes moved to the badge on his shirt.
"So, you're the one supposed to pick us up?"
"That's a nice hello."
She smirked a bit.
"I've been on a train for a few hours. I'm not exactly the most lovely person right now."
He crossed his arms and continued speaking.
"Well. Welcome to Tokyo-3. Follow me."
* * *
"Her signs are stable and she should be fine for the synch test."
A young girl lay on a medical bed. All of her vital signs were normal. She was unconscious. Breathing. A nurse stood next to her, clipboard in hand and pen in the other. Her eyes darted around the charts and graphs, jotting notes and such.
"Well?"
The nurse turned to a shadowed man in the doorway.
"Once she wakes, she can get suited up and tested. No problem."
* * *
"Don't leave me... Please... I need you."
She left him. A young man sat alone in a room, and a shadowed figure stood in the lighted doorway.
"Don't leave..."
"You need to learn to take care of yourself. You're my older brother. I'm supposed to need you..."
"Well, do you?"
The figure turned and walked out of the doorway. Out of sight. The light was cut off, as if the door was shut and the room was enveloped in black.
The same young man awoke in a room.
"You did just fine except at the end."
A voice rang through his ears. A comlink? He was in a tank, filled with a liquid. Blood?
The tank was emptied and he emerged from the open tank, heading to locker rooms to change. Pressing a switch on the wrist of his suit, it released it's grip on his body and he pulled it off, replacing it with his own clothing.
She left me... Just like mother... and just like father...
He sat down on one of the benches in the locker room, burying his head in his hands.
* * *
"So, we're part of what project?"
"Nerv, and the Human Complemation Project."
"Of course. Didn't you know what you were recruited for?"
"Of course I did!"
The two children walked behind the taller man, arguing. He glanced back every once in a while, stopping when he came to a door.
"Here we are."
He slid his card through a slot and the doors automatically opened.
"Welcome to HQ. This is where all the synch tests, suiting up, and boarding the Evas will take place."
"What are we going to do first?"
"Synch test. Go to the lockers and change into your plugsuits. You'll know them when you see them."
The two children walked off, giving each other glares as they did.
* * *
"What a joke."
Rion walked into the locker room, glancing around. Another boy was sitting on a bench, head in hands.
"Hey, who are you?"
The boy looked up, face red and streaked with tear lines.
"Someone who should've never gotten recruited for this..."
Rion looked puzzled.
"It can't be that bad, can it?"
"It's not the program. It's just me."
"Well, I'm Rion Takegami."
"Samuel... Haragashi..."
Rion walked over to one of the lockers, opening it to reveal a plugsuit. Blue in color with silver lettering. He changed into it, hitting one of the wrist switches and it gripped his body.
"Haragashi huh? Well, there's someone else here with the same name."
Samuel looked just as puzzled as Rion once had.
Could it be? Would she be here?
* * *
"Synch test in progress. State your full name."
"Tricia Haragashi."
The tank filled with the liquid, almost making her freak until she realized she could breath. As it was filling she smelt it and wondered what she was being submersed in.
Blood...
"Concentrate on changing the number in front of you to fourty-four."
She nodded a bit, looking at the fourty in front of her.
Come on... you can change that pathetic number...
Her eyes moved past the number. To someone standing towards the back of the room. Rion was with him. Her eyes shot open wide and then shut. Her muscles tensed.
* * *
"You can't stay here. Come with us."
"Sam!!!"
A young girl was being carried away and as she was she reached back for a boy.
"Don't! Let her go!"
He raced after them, but another held him back. Tears streamed down her face as she was carried away.
* * *
"Get her out of there!"
The tank was emptied and opened. She collapsed to the ground and curled up into a fetal state.
"Don't take me away..."
She muttered to herself as a couple Nerv personnel moved around her.
Tears. Warm. They ran down her face, leaving their trails. A hand was placed on her shoulder and she curled up tighter.
"You're all right..."
She was lifted up and someone sat there with her. Held her. Warmth. Comforting warmth. She huddled closer, drawn to it.
"No one is taking you away. Never again."
She looked up and her eyes focused on his face. She smiled a bit before resting her head down again.
Samuel picked her up and looked over to Rion.
"Told you it isn't the project..."
* * *
"Are the two of them even mentally stable enough to start up the Evas?"
"Of course they are. Otherwise they wouldn't have ben chosen."
"But from that little incident, I would say otherwise."
"We aren't on alert yet. They still have time to get things straightened out."
"Lets hope they do so."
* * *
The train screeched to a hault at the station. Once the doors opened, people rushed out. Pushing. Shoving. Anything to get out into the open air.
"Excuse me. Let me through, please."
A young man wedged his way against the crowd. He was tall, dark hair and eyes. A badge was on his shirt. Nerv. Operations Director.
He stopped and examined what was left of the crowd. Two children stood with their bags, looking around a bit bewildered.
One, a girl. Auburn hair and blue eyes. Like pools of water. She was average height and build.
The boy, taller than she. Black hair and dark colored eyes.
"Tricia Haragashi and Rion Takegami."
The two both looked at him at the same time. Her eyes moved to the badge on his shirt.
"So, you're the one supposed to pick us up?"
"That's a nice hello."
She smirked a bit.
"I've been on a train for a few hours. I'm not exactly the most lovely person right now."
He crossed his arms and continued speaking.
"Well. Welcome to Tokyo-3. Follow me."
* * *
"Her signs are stable and she should be fine for the synch test."
A young girl lay on a medical bed. All of her vital signs were normal. She was unconscious. Breathing. A nurse stood next to her, clipboard in hand and pen in the other. Her eyes darted around the charts and graphs, jotting notes and such.
"Well?"
The nurse turned to a shadowed man in the doorway.
"Once she wakes, she can get suited up and tested. No problem."
* * *
"Don't leave me... Please... I need you."
She left him. A young man sat alone in a room, and a shadowed figure stood in the lighted doorway.
"Don't leave..."
"You need to learn to take care of yourself. You're my older brother. I'm supposed to need you..."
"Well, do you?"
The figure turned and walked out of the doorway. Out of sight. The light was cut off, as if the door was shut and the room was enveloped in black.
The same young man awoke in a room.
"You did just fine except at the end."
A voice rang through his ears. A comlink? He was in a tank, filled with a liquid. Blood?
The tank was emptied and he emerged from the open tank, heading to locker rooms to change. Pressing a switch on the wrist of his suit, it released it's grip on his body and he pulled it off, replacing it with his own clothing.
She left me... Just like mother... and just like father...
He sat down on one of the benches in the locker room, burying his head in his hands.
* * *
"So, we're part of what project?"
"Nerv, and the Human Complemation Project."
"Of course. Didn't you know what you were recruited for?"
"Of course I did!"
The two children walked behind the taller man, arguing. He glanced back every once in a while, stopping when he came to a door.
"Here we are."
He slid his card through a slot and the doors automatically opened.
"Welcome to HQ. This is where all the synch tests, suiting up, and boarding the Evas will take place."
"What are we going to do first?"
"Synch test. Go to the lockers and change into your plugsuits. You'll know them when you see them."
The two children walked off, giving each other glares as they did.
* * *
"What a joke."
Rion walked into the locker room, glancing around. Another boy was sitting on a bench, head in hands.
"Hey, who are you?"
The boy looked up, face red and streaked with tear lines.
"Someone who should've never gotten recruited for this..."
Rion looked puzzled.
"It can't be that bad, can it?"
"It's not the program. It's just me."
"Well, I'm Rion Takegami."
"Samuel... Haragashi..."
Rion walked over to one of the lockers, opening it to reveal a plugsuit. Blue in color with silver lettering. He changed into it, hitting one of the wrist switches and it gripped his body.
"Haragashi huh? Well, there's someone else here with the same name."
Samuel looked just as puzzled as Rion once had.
Could it be? Would she be here?
* * *
"Synch test in progress. State your full name."
"Tricia Haragashi."
The tank filled with the liquid, almost making her freak until she realized she could breath. As it was filling she smelt it and wondered what she was being submersed in.
Blood...
"Concentrate on changing the number in front of you to fourty-four."
She nodded a bit, looking at the fourty in front of her.
Come on... you can change that pathetic number...
Her eyes moved past the number. To someone standing towards the back of the room. Rion was with him. Her eyes shot open wide and then shut. Her muscles tensed.
* * *
"You can't stay here. Come with us."
"Sam!!!"
A young girl was being carried away and as she was she reached back for a boy.
"Don't! Let her go!"
He raced after them, but another held him back. Tears streamed down her face as she was carried away.
* * *
"Get her out of there!"
The tank was emptied and opened. She collapsed to the ground and curled up into a fetal state.
"Don't take me away..."
She muttered to herself as a couple Nerv personnel moved around her.
Tears. Warm. They ran down her face, leaving their trails. A hand was placed on her shoulder and she curled up tighter.
"You're all right..."
She was lifted up and someone sat there with her. Held her. Warmth. Comforting warmth. She huddled closer, drawn to it.
"No one is taking you away. Never again."
She looked up and her eyes focused on his face. She smiled a bit before resting her head down again.
Samuel picked her up and looked over to Rion.
"Told you it isn't the project..."
* * *
"Are the two of them even mentally stable enough to start up the Evas?"
"Of course they are. Otherwise they wouldn't have ben chosen."
"But from that little incident, I would say otherwise."
"We aren't on alert yet. They still have time to get things straightened out."
"Lets hope they do so."