An Old Life Renewed
A boy wanders the streets of a destroyed city. He is alone. Alone in a city where nothing exists. Where few stay, and fewer desire to. Around the boy ruined building seem to decay before the boy's very eyes, as if aging thousands of years every day. Crumbs of rock occasionally fall in the street or on the sidewalk, displaced by some little movement within the destroyed walls. Lamp posts, those few which remain standing, are blown out, leaning at odd angles, though if one looked hard enough, he would notice that everything leans at odd angles. Angles which are generally close to the same direction. They all seem to be pointed outward from a central epicenter.
Not that the boy notices this. He is looking at the ground as he walks, his shoulders hunched, his feet dragging the ground as he walks. He has a bookbag on his shoulders, though he does not notice this either. The boy's mind is not with him, but has wondered away of it's own accord.
The boy sees himself on a train. He is sitting in a seat along the side of the car. Across from him sits another boy. This one has lighter colored hair than the brown of the boy. The second boy looks the first boy over, and sighs.
"This has been hard on you, hasn't it, Shinji?" the second boy asks softly.
Shinji does not respond. Indeed, he does not look up at all.
"That is was expected, though your reaction to it was not."
At this, the boy does look up.
"What do you mean?" Shinji asks quietly.
"You do not think that we did not have an idea of what would happen, did you?" the first responds.
"Who?" Shinji asks, a little louder this time.
"The Angels. Why do you think that we were attempting to find Adam before Commander Ikari and SEELE initiated the Third Impact?" the boy replies gravely.
"I don't know." Shinji said. He was curious now, but it would be only a temporary escape from his depression.
"Adam would have destroyed the world. That was what we thought they wanted." the boy says. "But when we discovered Lillith, we realized that they instead were attempting to become as God. They wanted to combine every human soul into one body, and to rival God himself."
"But that's not right! They can't do that!" Shinji explained, truly appalled by that notion.
"They nearly succeeded. You are the reason they did not." the second boy said.
"How did I stop it?" Shinji asked.
"Because the choice of what was to happen went to you, not to Ikari."
"How did I get to choose?" Shinji asked, rather confused now.
"That is not for me to answer." the second replied. "But now I must go. My time on your world is limited, even in this form, now."
"Wait!" Shinji said as the form began to dematerialize. "I have to know something. Could I have saved them?" he asked, wanting to hear something to remove his burden of death.
"Yes." the boy said, and then was gone. Shinji screamed.
A girl was walking alone down a street in a deserted city. The city was not truly deserted, there were a few inhabitants left, though they did not live in this particular part. She was nearing her own apartment, or rather, the part that was left after the N2 mine explosion that had destroyed most of the city, when she heard a scream. The girl followed the echos till she found it's source, lying in the street.
Shinji awoke in a bed, looking up at a cracked ceiling. He looked around, but could not recognize his surroundings. At the foot of the bed was a dresser, though one of it's drawrs was missing, and it was leaning to one side, while the other side, facing the bed, had a large crack in it, with a piece of it missing. Against the far wall was a small table, which was missing a leg. There was also a chair in the room, which was mainly untouched by whatever had wrecked the room. From Shinji's vantage point, he could not see the door to the room, but he did hear someone moving around in another part of the apartment.
"Where am I?" Shinji asked himself silently.
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Ok, this I know that I took a looooooong time to update this. Things got in the way, including the death of my computer, which had another version of this chapter on it. I think I like this version better, though. Please Read and Review this, as it is my first fanfic, but don't flame it. Real reviews are needed, so that I can improve this. And to those who reviewed my first chapter, thanks. I hope you enjoy this one better, and as always, your sugestions are welcome and appreciated. Oh, and sorry about spelling errors, I can't spell well.
Disclaimer: I don't own the rights to anything relating to Evangelion, Gainax, or other copyrighted material. However, my original story and any original characters I create are my own, and I request that you ask to use them, if you should want to.
A boy wanders the streets of a destroyed city. He is alone. Alone in a city where nothing exists. Where few stay, and fewer desire to. Around the boy ruined building seem to decay before the boy's very eyes, as if aging thousands of years every day. Crumbs of rock occasionally fall in the street or on the sidewalk, displaced by some little movement within the destroyed walls. Lamp posts, those few which remain standing, are blown out, leaning at odd angles, though if one looked hard enough, he would notice that everything leans at odd angles. Angles which are generally close to the same direction. They all seem to be pointed outward from a central epicenter.
Not that the boy notices this. He is looking at the ground as he walks, his shoulders hunched, his feet dragging the ground as he walks. He has a bookbag on his shoulders, though he does not notice this either. The boy's mind is not with him, but has wondered away of it's own accord.
The boy sees himself on a train. He is sitting in a seat along the side of the car. Across from him sits another boy. This one has lighter colored hair than the brown of the boy. The second boy looks the first boy over, and sighs.
"This has been hard on you, hasn't it, Shinji?" the second boy asks softly.
Shinji does not respond. Indeed, he does not look up at all.
"That is was expected, though your reaction to it was not."
At this, the boy does look up.
"What do you mean?" Shinji asks quietly.
"You do not think that we did not have an idea of what would happen, did you?" the first responds.
"Who?" Shinji asks, a little louder this time.
"The Angels. Why do you think that we were attempting to find Adam before Commander Ikari and SEELE initiated the Third Impact?" the boy replies gravely.
"I don't know." Shinji said. He was curious now, but it would be only a temporary escape from his depression.
"Adam would have destroyed the world. That was what we thought they wanted." the boy says. "But when we discovered Lillith, we realized that they instead were attempting to become as God. They wanted to combine every human soul into one body, and to rival God himself."
"But that's not right! They can't do that!" Shinji explained, truly appalled by that notion.
"They nearly succeeded. You are the reason they did not." the second boy said.
"How did I stop it?" Shinji asked.
"Because the choice of what was to happen went to you, not to Ikari."
"How did I get to choose?" Shinji asked, rather confused now.
"That is not for me to answer." the second replied. "But now I must go. My time on your world is limited, even in this form, now."
"Wait!" Shinji said as the form began to dematerialize. "I have to know something. Could I have saved them?" he asked, wanting to hear something to remove his burden of death.
"Yes." the boy said, and then was gone. Shinji screamed.
A girl was walking alone down a street in a deserted city. The city was not truly deserted, there were a few inhabitants left, though they did not live in this particular part. She was nearing her own apartment, or rather, the part that was left after the N2 mine explosion that had destroyed most of the city, when she heard a scream. The girl followed the echos till she found it's source, lying in the street.
Shinji awoke in a bed, looking up at a cracked ceiling. He looked around, but could not recognize his surroundings. At the foot of the bed was a dresser, though one of it's drawrs was missing, and it was leaning to one side, while the other side, facing the bed, had a large crack in it, with a piece of it missing. Against the far wall was a small table, which was missing a leg. There was also a chair in the room, which was mainly untouched by whatever had wrecked the room. From Shinji's vantage point, he could not see the door to the room, but he did hear someone moving around in another part of the apartment.
"Where am I?" Shinji asked himself silently.
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Ok, this I know that I took a looooooong time to update this. Things got in the way, including the death of my computer, which had another version of this chapter on it. I think I like this version better, though. Please Read and Review this, as it is my first fanfic, but don't flame it. Real reviews are needed, so that I can improve this. And to those who reviewed my first chapter, thanks. I hope you enjoy this one better, and as always, your sugestions are welcome and appreciated. Oh, and sorry about spelling errors, I can't spell well.
Disclaimer: I don't own the rights to anything relating to Evangelion, Gainax, or other copyrighted material. However, my original story and any original characters I create are my own, and I request that you ask to use them, if you should want to.