The One

By

One-Winged Angel

I know there have been a lot of matrix stories, but I hope this is a good one.

Disclaimer: I don't own Neon Genesis Evangelion or The Matrix.

This fanfiction was inspired by the Wachowski brothers' film "The Matrix".

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"We have found him."

"The One?"

"Yes."

"Proceed with the extraction."

"Understood."

"And, Asuka. Be careful."

"I will."

"I need to go now, this line is being monitored."

"Alright. Out"

Asuka put the phone down, and disconnected from her laptop. She had found him, the one that would save them all. Sirens were heard, alerting her to the presence of the police. She knew that she could handle those thugs, but the one thing she feared was the arrival of a ronin. Ronins were super-fast and super-strong. They were akin to machines, unstoppable and deadly. Never failing, never faltering.

It was then she felt it, the feeling that wrenched in her gut whenever one of them showed up. She ran down the hallway trying to escape.

"Freeze!"

'Damn'

"Put your hands where I can see them."

She slowly put up her arms, and turned around.

"You mean like this?"

She reached out and flipped the gun from the officer in a judo-like throw. She then disarmed the other officers with a multitude of punches and kicks that were so fast that she looked like a blur. Once the officers were down she proceeded to run back down the hallway, where a large man in a long black coat stopped her. He carried with him shades that were so dark you couldn't see his eyes; he had white hair that reached to his shoulders and carried a large sword.

"Shit, A ronin."

"You are correct in your observation. Please standby to be taken into custody."

"Like hell I will."

She kicked the ronin on the side of his head with a flying kick. She walked sideways on the wall and flipped over the ronin so her back was facing his back. She ran towards the window and jumped, crashing the glass and landed perfectly on the other side. She ran all the way down the building into a deserted alley. She weaved her way through the gauntlet, dodging obstacles, and running very quickly to her objective. She then reached a door and opened it to reveal a ringing phone.

"Jackpot."

She picked up the phone and disappeared.

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Shinji awoke with a large ring from his alarm clock.

"Ungggh…."

Shinji pressed down on the button of his alarm clock so hard that he was lucky he didn't break it.

"Shinji wake up" Came the voice of Shinji's mother, Yui Ikari.

"C'mon son, you'll be late for school" Came the deep voice of his father, Gendo Ikari.

"I'm up, I'm up." Said the meek voice of Shinji.

Shinji tiredly got out of bed, still feeling a little groggy from lack of sleep. 'Those late nights with the guys need to end.' He rubbed his tired eyes and proceeded to head for the bathroom to find it occupied by his younger sister, Rei.

"Rei, move faster will ya?" he said as he knocked on the door.

"Yeah, I'm hurrying, alright?"

Finally, Rei got out of the bathroom all dressed in her uniform already. Unlike him Rei was always prim and proper, never a single hair out of place, never tucked out shirt.

"Here you go bro, be fast or else we'll be late."

"Alright."

Shinji used the bathroom as fast as he could. He washed his face, brushed his teeth, and took a bath all in record time. In no time at all he was in his school uniform. He then went downstairs for breakfast with his family.

"Mornin' Dad, mornin' Mom."

"Good morning, son" the deep voice of Gendo Ikari responded.

"Good morning, son!" came the bubbly reply of Yui Ikari.

"What's for breakfast?"

"Toast and eggs, eat up."

"Sure, mom."

"C'mon Rei, sit down and eat." Her brother said to her.

"Ok, ok." Came the agitated voice of Rei.

Shinji looked at his watched, it was almost time to depart for school.

"Rei, let's go or we'll be late."

"Alright, bro."

"Ittekimasu."

"Itterashai"

Shinji and Rei slowly walked to their school, Tokyo-3 Municipal High School. It was then that Shinji felt that strange feeling again, the feeling that always wrenched in his gut whenever he went to school, to the market, or almost anywhere else. It was a very peculiar feeling, albeit he could not explain it himself. He always shrugged it off as his imagination, like every other time he felt it.

The short trip to school was short and uneventful. It was at school where the fun would begin, where everything would begin to unravel, and the plot where the plot will unfold.

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This is the first chapter of my new story, for all of you reading Goodbye, I'm sorry for not updating yet, I promise I'll get to it soon.

Also I'm sorry if this is short, it's only the prologue after all; the next chapter will be much longer.

I promise.

Domo Arigato,

One-Winged Angel