This scene is the missing battle between Asuka and the younger Shinji with the Angel of lights.
Usual disclaimers of ownership and lack of, et all.
This starts from last part of Chapter 15.
Looking for pre-readers, as Marcos and I both are not native speakers. My English is learned while speaking with NYC kids on the streets and reading novels, he is Brazilian.
Katsuragi Residence
2022 Hours
The Children arrived at their home, they were greeted by Pen-Pen who had this "What the..." look upon seeing Shinji and Asuka handcuffed. Tsuka quickly went to the bedroom to get changed. Shinji and Asuka, however, after some discussion and yet another embarrassing visit to the bathroom, decided they didn't want to ruin more pieces of wardrobe just now. Shinji went to the kitchen to start fixing dinner, dragging Asuka with him. She wanted to take a nap before dinner but given the circumstances she had little say on the matter, the German beauty even helped him around to get it done faster. During dinner, none of the Children were very talkative, the chained couple thinking about their forced closeness, Tsuka wondering about the differences between the current events and what she remembered. Some time later, after having saved some food for Misato, they gathered to discuss the sleeping arrangements.
"It's simple, in fact." – Tsuka stated. – "I'll take Shinji's room for tonight while you two get the bigger one."
"What, you don't want to join us?" – Asuka commented with just a bit of sarcasm.
Tsuka grinned. – "I'll show up if I feel lonely..."
"Oh, joy..." – Shinji thought. With Asuka in tow, he went to his room to retrieve his pajamas and blankets, Tsuka soon arrived with her own stuff.
"Enjoy the night, you two." – she said with a wink after giving her boyfriend a goodnight kiss on the lips.
"I don't know why she insists in thinking I'd want to do something with a baka like you."- Asuka muttered as they walked into their bedroom and closed the door.
"She's just teasing you, Asuka, don't take her seriously." – the boy replied.
"Right, right..."
Applying the same rules as before, they got changed into their pajamas, Asuka found a night-gown that tied on her shoulders so she had no problems with it. Shinji, not wanting to spoil a shirt, decided to sleep only with his shorts on. Asuka frowned a bit but said nothing. They got to their futons and pulled the blankets over them.
"Remember to keep your hands off me, Third Child. And no hentai fantasies about me or my sister!"
"I'd never thought about that, Asuka." – replied the boy coyly. Asuka raised an eyebrow.
"You don't know what you're missing..." – she muttered quietly. But Shinji actually caught it.
"What does she mean?" – he thought.
Soon, they were both sleeping.
cue to baka-eerrr Dreamscape
[Marcos, this was not in the plans] - Strife Lord
Shinji was back to the test plug at NERV HQ. The First child was not chained anymore and actually had his plug-suit on. But it was of little comfort as he was now sharing the restricted space with not one but two redheads. He had the seat, with a smiling Asuka on his left and an upset one on his right. He gulped nervously.
"Ok, kids, we are about to start the tests, just relaxs in there." – came the voice of Dr.Akagi.
"Take your time, Doctor." – said Tsuka, all smiles towards Shinji. He gulped again while Asuka said nothing, just staring away of them.
Suddenly, all lights went black to be replaced a few seconds ago by the red emergency ones.
"What happened??" – asked a tense Shinji.
"Nothing serious, guys." – came Misato's voice. – "There was a system failure, the test must be suspended."
"So, we can leave?" – asked Asuka.
"Sorry but we can't get the test-plug open as well, you'll have to wait in there for some time, maybe a few hours..." – Maya replied.
"Few hours?! And what are we supposed to do to pass the time ?!"
"I'm sure you can think of something..." – Misato's voice said, full of malice. – "See you later, guys."
"Misato! Wait!" – Shinji called out but the communication was cut.
"Well, well, my baka Shinji..." – Tsuka spoke sensually as her fingers worked fast on him. Shinji paled as he looked at her predatory face. – "It seems you have nowhere to run this time..." – she bent towards him.
"T-Tsuka, this is not a good idea, or good time..." – the boy was sweating hard but no one could say that since they were immersed on LCL. – "They could get us out at any time... and Asuka is here as well and..." – he looked at redhead at his right and paled even more, Asuka had the same look of rapture on her face and was too bending towards him.
"Asuka?!"
"What's the matter, Shinji?" – both redheads said at the same time, at the same tone. Shinji's eyes went wide open. He looked from one Asuka to another, panic (and some other things) growing bigger and bigger...
"Why are you two acting like this?!"
"Why not, Shinji?" – both girls spoke, smiling widely. – "We are the same and one person." – they bent towards him even more. – "And... we... want... you..."
Shinji woke up with a startle, feeling something pressing on his chest. – "A dream... it was just a dream..." – he thought. – "Boy, so much for no hentai fantasies..." – The boy opened his eyes and was rewarded with the sight of Asuka on top of him. He tensed immediately but made no move, not wanting to wake her up (and probably be beaten for "taking advantage on her"...). – "She must have rolled over on her sleep..." – the boy thought, looking at her now peaceful face. – "Who would think she can be so fiery?" – Shinji considered his options. Wake her up now or wait for the sunrise? After some consideration, he decided that it would be better to face her attacks after some sleep. As if agreeing with him, Asuka moved, muttering unintelligible words and making herself more comfortable on him like a kitten with fresh laundry, which Shinji blush under the body contact. – "No more hentai fantasies, no more hentai fantasies, no more hentai fantasies..."- he chanted in silence. To his surprise, the boy noticed that her chained hand was now holding firmly his. Looking again at her face, he smiled. Using his free hand, he did his best to cover both of them with the scattered blankets. With a final sigh, he closed his eyes and let sleep take over him again, the next day would probably be hard, in one way or another...
But alas, Fate decreed otherwise.
Before Shinji could fade into his dreams again, his cell phone rang. Asuka woke up, cursing furiously: "Baka! Turn off your damn phone!!!" Shinji, on the other hand, simply rolled around to search for the phone. Since both of them were chained together, that action dragged Asuka to a sharp left.
But since it was previously proven the said redhead was far more vicious than the boy, an equal, wait, a far stronger action was elicited from Asuka. The resulting was, well, to put in layman terms, sent the cell phone flying into the hallway and had Shinji landing on Asuka after a series of rolls and struggles.
...with his left hand in the forbidden area.
For a long time, both paused, each too stunned about what had just happened.
Then both of them heard a voice from the hallway.
"Hello? Hi Misato, um, no, this is Tsuka, oh, Shinji? He is..." the next second Tsuka peeked her head into the room, and well, saw the whole show and joined the couple into a moment of mock silence.
The other person on the receive spoke a little bit more loudly, Tsuka quickly recovered, grinned evilly, and added, "Shinji is on top of Asuka."
And thus all hell broke loose.
Again.
NERV HQ
Launch Bay Alpha, pilot briefing Room
0200
"So, why are you here?" the younger Langley asked with a sneer as she saw Kensuke fill himself into to the room.
"I have no clue, really. The EVA I am suppose to pilot is missing an arm and a leg." The war-loving otaku answered while trying unsuccessfully to stifle a yawn.
"Yeah," Tsuka snickered, "I saw your Sync Ratio last time. If they really need you to pilot an EVA, that means we all are dead meat."
"Speak of dead meat, why are you so tired?" Shinji added suspiciously, "You certainly ought to have more sleep than we did."
"Believe me," Kensuke yawned again, much loudly this time, "I tried, and I certainly tried."
"Tried?" Asuka asked incredulously, "You look like you just took a ride with Misato."
Kensuke opened his mouth, and then snapped it shut as the bad driver in question and Dr.Akagi filled in with two lesser NERV officers. As she went up to the podium, the woman pressed a button and a hidden projector sprang to life, showing a being that appeared to be made of pure light.
"This is it," Misato struck the surveillance photos with her laser-pen, "At 2100, an Angel appeared in the high orbit, as nearly we can determine, it is made of pure light, but it has not taken any hostile action against us."
"So here is our plan, we intend to send up the EVAs to bring the fight to IT. To accomplish that your Evas are being outfitted with special add-ons which will allow them to operate in space." Misato paused for a moment then continued. "In light of you two lovebirds' improvement together," the major dared to crack a smile as Asuka shot back a pair of deadly glares while Shinji went to his usual embarrassed self, "You two will take EVA-01 together, Tsuka will take Eva-02..."
"No." Tsuka replied quietly but firmly.
"Excuse me?" the tall Major exchanged a look with Dr. Akagi, not sure if she heard it correctly, "Not going? A Langley doesn't want to fight?"
"You heard me. I am NOT going." Tsuka answered again, more loudly.
Speechless at this unprecedented development, Misato stammered a reply, "Why?"
"BECAUSE I DON'T WANT TO!" The redhead screamed, as images of her previous battle with the said being flooded into her mind. The images of her mother dying, the images of her attempted suicide...the bloodstained bathtub... I hate dolls...In a second, Tsuka became Asuka again, facing the dreadful monster she could not defeat...who knew everything about her...defiled her memory, her mind. I will never go through that, she vowed as images of the doll crumpled in front of her...again and again.
Everyone in the room was stunned. In the last few months, they saw this strange addition to their family laugh, they saw her cry, and then watched her destroy an EVA with the same ferocity as Asuka, but now they saw her break down in front of everyone without a second thought. Before anyone could react, Tsuka jumped up and dashed for the door. When one of the NERV Section-2 agents tried to stop her, she knocked the man down with one hit and fled.
"Hey!" someone screamed out behind her. Tsuka did not care. She had to get out. With images of her mother and the doll together barraging her mind, the young girl ran even faster. No, No, NO!!! GET OUT OF MY HEAD. THIS IS NOT ME. I WILL NOT LOSE AGAIN.
You know you will. You cannot stop the inevitable. The third impact will happen no matter what.
"Shut up, shut up, shut up...." Tsuka snarled as she slid her ID card into the reader slot. When the door opened, she vanished off into the Tokyo night.
Back in briefing room, Ritsuko stammered into a nearby Intercom. "Section-2? I need you to track down and bring back..."
"No." Misato interrupted, "I don't know what is going on. But don't chase her down. She is not going to fight anything in that condition and having those armed thugs bearing down on her might get bad."
Ritsuko paused as to digest this, then added, "cancel that, Section-2; please discreetly follow the fourth child and render aid if necessary, otherwise, please retain only passive observation."
"I will go after her." Shinji stammered as he tried to get up [he was STILL HANDCUFFED to Asuka].
"Not right now," Misato waved him to sit down, "All of you are on Combat Alert 1. I am sure Tsuka will be alright. Kensuke, you will take EVA-02 for this fight."
Asuka was so shocked at her twin's behavior she didn't even objected to Kensuke pilot her EVA. Or try to warn the stooges not to look at her when they changed.
Earth Obit
0400
"The sky looks so different from up here, doesn't it, Asuka?" Shinji asked his capsule-companion.
"Sure it does." the redhead replied absently.
"Still worried about Tsuka?" Even without looking at her, Shinji could see the redhead girl was worried. "For once, she is not freaking out that someone just accused her of worrying about other people", he thought. Seeing the Second Child not responding, Shinji quieted down as well.
A second later, the Major's voice flowed over the Intercom, "Ok Children, you are five minutes away from the target. It is still remaining hovered over the Earth. Once you are in range, EVA-02 will use his auto-cannon to distract it, and EVA-01 goes in for the kill; also, Kensuke, your main plasma cannon only has one round to it, don't waste it unless you can be sure it will strike."
"Roger" the German girl and the Japanese boy replied together, a second later, Kensuke answered in a slightly more uncertain tone while rubbing his newly-gained black eye, courtesy of Devil II, "yes ma'am."Seeing Asuka remained unsure, Misato added, "Asuka? Section-2 is looking for your sister right now. Don't worry about her, she will be alright. When this is done, I will take all of you out to dinner somewhere."
"Yeah, thanks." That's exactly what I am afraid of. The "younger" Langley thought.
"Two min until target is in sight, each of you have 10 full minutes of power to take care of the target. After that, maneuver your vertical jets over the Japanese sea. We will send a drop team to pick you up, Misato out."
Two minutes later, the battle began.
Tokyo-03 District Park
0403
[note: this part is considered a rewrite of Chapter 15 Ending part. For future notices, Chapter 15 ended where it is denoted: Angel battle begins, this override the previous chapter, and yes, we changed the Angel matches for Storyline purposes. So some of the battles are removed or not in order]
Summer nights in Tokyo-3 were beautiful, as far as beauty could go in a city designed for war. The air was moderately cool (as with the climate change due Second Impact), lights emitted from a thousand hours illuminate the sky, even the industrial tang generated by the massive generators that kept the city powered and its defenses up, smelled pleasantly that evening.
Tsuka, of course, never noticed any of this as she stumbled around the streets and into the park. The terrified girl never stopped running until she ran out of breath and collapsed by one of the park benches. As her tears and energies depleted themselves, the poor girl was resorted to a slow pace sobbing. She didn't even notice until someone walked up behind her.
"GET AWAY YOU HENTAI!" Tsuka screamed, thinking it was some kind of rapist that stalked the park at night, delivered a left hook at the person behind her, only to have an arm streak out no where to grab her.
"Now, now, young lady, that's not the proper way to treat an old man like myself." Letting go the young girl's hand, the figure stepped out into the light of a nearby street lamp. Looking up, the German girl saw an old man dressed in the traditional green Japanese civil patrol uniform. The newcomer towered Tsuka by a foot and half, with jet-black hair that was marred with white, a set of dull brown eyes and a cheeky face and stomach that marked him to be late-middle-aged.
Slightly ashamed she just lashed out at someone random for no reason, the young girl bowed her head, "Gomen, I was in a rush."
"It must be some rush," with a tinkle sparking in his eyes, the man added, "I saw you running into the park as if there was an Angel chasing you."
While Tsuka's eyes remained stared at the ground between them, the patrolman added, "Is it because of a boy? Or something happened to your family?"
Tsuka shake her head and continued to sob, the old man added and pointed to a nearby bench "Do you want to sit down and talk about it?"That brought a small reaction from the girl; she brought her eyes up to his eye-level, as if daring the old patrolman to try something.
"Oh, for Christ's sake, I am an old man," sitting down on the far end of the bench with a grunt, "My family long perished in the Second Impact, and I am cursed with two different cancers. My interest in things unethical has faded away long time ago and soon I will join them. Sit down, TALK." The man voiced the last word quietly and firmly, delivering a command even the volatile redhead couldn't refuse.
Tsuka complied and sat on the end of the bench near her, "Ok...My name is Tsuka, I'm um, living here with my sister, and um, we were going to fight..."
Her voice was interrupted as two streaks of fire ignited the night sky, as two EVAs were attached to booster rockets. The roar of the engines drowned out what Tsuka was trying to say, but as the noise faded, she heard the patrolman murmur, "Oh Lord, as they fly across the sky and reach for the heavens, protect them, Amen...I am sorry," the man turned around to face her, "Those lads and lasses are risking their lives each day so we can live in this city in peace, the very least I can do is offer them a prayer for safe return."
Tsuka blinked, then smiled a little and answered quietly, "Thank you, Mr..."
"Jiinsh Kirai, of the Eastern Tokyo division, at your service." The man added, while proudly displaying his badge of office.
"I just had lots of memories of things... of bad things, I guess. Something triggered them all together and I couldn't handle it, I am so weak, so useless." Tsuka wailed quietly, not facing the old man.
"We all have our emotional scars like this. Hmm, when I lost my mother...my family during the Second Impact, I thought I was never going to live through it. But you know, after 15 years, it gets a little bit more bearable. Someday, you are going to stand up and laugh about it, and say, 'it was so silly back then'."
"Really? But what if I can't?" Tsuka replied.
"You can, believe me," Kirai added with a bit of steel in his voice, starring into the starry Tokyo sky. "Or you are not strong enough to live. I once was weak and indecisive, and it cost me the world;" the way he said it, Tsuka thought it meant literally, coughing once, Kirai finished, "I don't think a person like you is weak, Or is my vaunted character judgment wrong?"
"I am Soryu Asuka Langley! I am NOT weak!" Tsuka shouted in reply, her Langley fire roared in full blaze, eyes spitting blades at this stranger, "I am an EVA pilot, I am NOT WEAK!" She shouted again, lips full of conviction.
Much to his surprise, Kirai laughed, "Is that so? Good, good, well, it is a pleasure to meet you then, I am a big fan of what you do for the city, can I have your autograph?"
"Err...ok" The unexpected reaction and the double meaning knocked her off guard, and she meekly accepted a pen and a pad that seemed just to flow out the Patrolman's hand. When she finished signing her name with a flourish, Kirai said: "Go home, take a shower and get some sleep, young lady. Some girls can cry and look beautiful, but it looks absolutely horrible on you." When Tsuka blushed at this and tried to cover up her face with her hands, Kirai got up and began to walk away; almost as an afterthought, he turned around, bent down and whispered maliciously into her ears, "Oh, and grab your boyfriend and make him take you somewhere nice."
Without looking for Tsuka's reaction, Jiinish Kirai vanished off into the night, forever. And it was not until several years later, in a purely different accident and with a far different set of circumstances, Tsuka realized who "the old policeman" really was.
[I am well aware this is different than the original EVA battle. I actually skipped most Angel battles during my time watching EVA; I am not a fan of Mecha battles most of time and EVA was clearly bad in the department, Marcos pointed out the entire battle sequences to me after I put all this down on paper, so sorry to all those who may be surprised or offended watching EVAs going off in a space battle]
Earth Obit
0405
"Target in visual." Kensuke mouthed. Reaching with his left "hand", the otaku brought the Assault-class Cannon that was now nestled in the Eva-02's arms to motion, "unlocking side-car cannon ammo chains, plasma cannon on standby."
"Prog-Blade ready." Asuka added from a different channel.
"Moving 20 degrees above Eva-02" Shinji answered in as well.
"READY? GET SET AND GO!" the German redhead screamed, and the battle began.
With that, Kensuke squeezed the trigger to the cannon, sending waves of vermillion darts at the Light-Being. The volley slashed at the Angel...predictably, with little effect. Instead, the Angel, moving at incredible speed for its size, suddenly flew from more than 2 km distance to melee range in less than 3 seconds.
Before Kensuke had a chance to readjust his weapon or scream, the Angel's arms grappled with Kensuke's EVA, puncturing three holes on its shoulder, leg, and chest, and swang it around like a weight on a pendulum. At the apex of the flight, tossed the whole EVA like a broken doll...toward the Moon.
For a few seconds, Kensuke experienced the horror of free fall, his heart compressing as the EVA was taken by the force of motion. Then the light lunar gravity claimed him, and the EVA plowed into the earth, e, Moon, head first.
"KENSUKE!" Shinji shouted.
"My EVA!!" Asuka added on top of that.
"Ouuuuuchhhh...."
Bringing their mind together, the two children, no, the one EVA charged the Angel at full speed. With a deadly left swing, Shinji-Asuka brought a deadly blow into the Angel, cutting off one of its many arms. Wailing an inhuman scream, the Angel grappled with EVA-01, and then IT began...
In a Marcoian fashion, the Strife Lord cue to Dreamscape. Um, Nightmare-scape.
Asuka' Nightmare
Asuka found herself standing in the kitchen at her home in Germany. Standing in front the stove was her "onii-chan," the strange boy who her mother "adopted" several weeks ago. Dressed in sharp black with an apron around his wrist, the boy was making her favorite pancakes and sausages. Happily, the redhead angel glomped his left leg.
"Asuka," without looking back, the boy (really shouldn't call him a boy, as he is at least 10 years older than little Asuka) called out, "I told you not to glomp my legs when I am cooking; the kitchen is a dangerous place for a little girl."
"Why I remember I have done this before" the little girl thought, "It doesn't matter," she thought, "as long as onii-chan is here". Smothering the nagging feeling, the little beauty climbed on to a nearby table and grabbed a treat from the cookie jar and answered: "Dangerous when mommy is around. Not dangerous when big brother is around." With the cookie in her mouth, she glomped the boy's leg again.
"Don't you have homework to do?" the tall stranger added as he went off to pinch a pie.
"Nope, all done" Asuka answered, then glomped his leg again. Then the door bell rang, and he walked off to answer it.
A few seconds later, as Asuka finished the cookie, she realized she had done it before, it happened once, ten years ago. Screaming in panic, the little girl dashed out the kitchen door only to hear gunfire.
It was too late, the next second Asuka found herself standing in front the door, with paramedics carrying a body bag into a nearby van. With little recourse, she screamed. She knew what was going to be happen, men in black suits would come and take her away after they searched the house.
"Oniii-chan!!" the little chibi wailed; what else could she have done? She failed again, she could not save him. She didn't realize the truth in time. Now there was nothing left but cry. But this time, something else happened.
"Asuka, is that you?" Wading through the mob, Shinji walked up to her and looked down. "Where are we? And how did you get so small?" It was then Asuka realized how much Shinji really did resemble her onii-chan.
With a leap, the little girl tackled glomped Shinji, bringing him to the ground and whispered to his ear, "Baka..."
And everything faded to black.
EVA cockpit.
0406
The German girl found herself in the EVA cockpit with Shinji again. Looking behind him, she found Shinji staring at the Angel that was now hovering over the main view screen. A second screen showed a group of frantic NERV techs trying to communicate with the EVA, and the third screen showed her own red EVA slowly standing up from the lunar crater it sank itself in. While the display to her left indicated only seconds had passed since that "joyful" flashback.
"Asuka, do you need help?" Kensuke's voice drifted over the speakers.
"Shinji?" Asuka asked, but found the boy remaining paralyzed by the Angel, judging the way his eyes were blinking. The Angel must be putting up one hell of a show, she thought "Oh Mein gott, wait a second stooge, this won't take long."
Asuka's method on how to wake up a stooge (TM):
Slap him (perform #1 up to 10 times if needed)
Wave your hands in front of his eyes
Kick him where it REALLY hurts (in a guy)
Much to her surprise, Shinji still remained frozen by whatever he was seeing. Well, at least he grunted once when she did #3. (Not to hard of course, Tsuka dear might complain if she returned him...broken) Seeing no other recourse, Asuka sighed.
I guess it is going to take #4. she thought, lets give Shinji a show.
Taking a deep gulp of LCL, Asuka grabbed Shinji's still handcuffed hand, and did what the entire school males and anime otakus wished she would have done to them;
She kissed Shinji.
Hard.
{Author's note; was going to write: She kicked Shinji, hard, but I wouldn't be able to think of a #3. Also, I was planning a lemon, and have Asuka REALLY give Shinji a SHOW, in both the LCL tube and dreamscape. But then I have to write another scene with Misato, Kensuke and et all seeing it afterwards, too messy and the jack-off jokes would fly off the wall)
(Note to Marcos: make the lemon happen)
(Note to Strife Lord: throwing the hot potato, uh?)
Shinji's Nightmare
Where am I? Shinji wondered. What was I doing again? For one reason or another, unable to remember no longer seemed so pressing as before. As the glare of white light faded from existence, Shinji found himself in the Hangar Bay of NERV, with two EVAs stood upright left and right to him. Like a tribunal of the old, in an office above the hangar door, stood Shinji's father, ready to hand down judgment upon his unworthy son. To complete the moment, the Hangar darkened except by a single beam of white light, descending from the ebony recess above and bracketed the Third Child as if he was on trial.
"Father..." Shinji called out to him, with one hand above his eyes to block the harsh light; begging his father for mercy and compassion.
"You are weak, Shinji." Gendo called out, clapping his hands together as if he wished to reduce his son to pulp, "Useless."
From his left, suddenly Misato showed up. The major had a beer can in her hand, and added, "You are a poor roommate."
A second light appeared, revealing Ritsuko in her lab coat with a clipboard, she didn't even bother facing Shinji, she simply added: "You are hopeless as an EVA pilot."
From above, Gendo threw down more verbal daggers, "You are nothing but a burden."
From his left and right, more and more lights appeared, surrounding the Third Child with faces of people he knew, and then soon it got so fast he could not track them all. Then all of them stopped, and a path opened between the mob; a single figure stood there. Shinji recognized her, he saw her in his dreams; beautiful, wish, compassionate and serene.
Mother...The one person who loved Shinji for who he was.
Then she frowned.
The lady known as Yui Ikari stared at his son, as if he was a bad data point that somehow messed up an equation she was working on.
"Mother..." Shinji croaked.
Without a word, Yui turned around and vanished. A second later, all the lights went out. And the voices began to laugh.
Shinji, predictably, began to scream. As the teasing of Shinji continued, the figures around him became of more transparent appearance, into ghastly stuff of raw nightmares. It did not take him very long to break.
{The author will promptly skip writing Shinji's psycho-analysis under such duress, we all seen it way too much in EoE and all)
It felt like eternity in the boy's mind, the screaming and teasing, and Shinji's throat went raw with all the screaming (and whining). Then all became silent as the ghosts faded away into murmurs. Standing up, Shinji saw...a goddess standing in the same shaft of light with him.
Ok, it was really Asuka.But we are otakus, and Shinji is Shinji. So there isn't much distinction there.
"Another self-hate session? Baka." Raising her hands above her, the redhead girl give a much suffered look, "why me? Let's go, Third Child. We are leaving." Grabbing Shinji's hand, before the Third Child could object, he was pulled forward with a lurch.
"You two are not going anywhere." Gendo's voice boomed from above.
"Oh yeah, what are you going to do about it?" the redhead shouted back. In a move that delivered complete contempt and disgust, Asuka did something what...she would have done when pissed off (besides delivering the usual murderous stare at everything around her).
She flipped the proverbial bird at Gendo... while delivering a French one at Shinji, a second later, Shinji's world exploded.
Earth Obit
0409
The Angel of Light was frustrated. It did not expect things to go this way; it certainly did not expect two children were thwarting it. No matter how hard it tried, each time it used its psionic powers to demoralize one of the children, the other entered the first's memory and ruined the images. Enraged, the Angel pulled one of its tentacles backward for a blow that would have crushed the entry plug.
Faster than even the Angel of light, the EVA's right arm streaked forward and grabbed it.
Within the cockpit, Asuka finally let go Shinji's mouth, "Shall we, Third Child?"
Shinji nodded, a small smile breaking, which was mirrored by Asuka in the most malicious way...
"Lets do it!" Both children screamed in unison.
Within seconds, the EVA brought its left arm online. Reaching into his mind, Shinji brought his years of accumulated fear into rage, and 01's arm burst in flame. The fire, supernatural in an area supposed devoid of oxygen, streaked up the Angel with an unnatural speed until it reached the monster's chest, then pushed the beast backward and exposed its core.
Asuka reached forward with the Prog-Blade, delivering three rapid slashes to the creature's core, and then buried the entire blade into it.
"And that is for my onii-chan!" With a roar, Asuka ordered the EVA to deliver a kick that sent the Angel tumbling through space. "Hit it! Stooge!"
From the lunar surface, the Fifth Child fired the Super-cannon. A jet of searing plasma roared from the cannon and struck the Angel. For a second, red and white mixed into a ball, then it exploded into an expanding sphere of light....until darkness reclaimed the sky and brought relief to tired eyes.
"We did it!... Guys?" Kensuke called out to the other pilot team, when he got no response "Shinji, are you there? Shinji? Control? Misato?"
With a slight annoyance, Asuka shut off the comlink and turned around to face the other occupant of the tube. It will take at least 30 minutes for us to land, in 30 minutes, we can talk quite a bit...if we keep our words into one syllables.
From the mischievous glint in Shinji's eye, the third child was thinking exactly the same thing.
{more LEMON!}
Tokyo-3, several hours later
After walking eight hours on its streets, the one who created the personality of Jiinsh Kirai welcome the sight of his modest home. A duplex, really, shared with a man who likely worked as a Yakuza. Kirai never really cared. He was in his late 50s, on the verge of retirement with one-foot limp, and since he was no more than a humble civil servant, it was not his job to fight organized crime. So what if he received a few friendly smiles or handshakes that comes with a gift or two? And if that hand felt a little odd from a person with a missing joint or two on the right little finger, Kirai was careful notice. In Japanese society, with it is stressed belief of respectful courtesy, what you do not know for certain, you do not know at all.
A small garden ran along the front of the duplex, and as Mr. Kirai opened the gate, a young girl in her mid-teens opened the door of the house. She had dark brown hair and strikingly beautiful black eyes, a flawless skin, with a quiet and serene complexion of a traditionally ideal Japanese girl. She wore a beautiful one-piece greenish-yellow summer dress, with a golden ribbon fluttering around her neck by the cool summer breeze. As her eyes met his, the girl bowed, with her skirt flittering along.
"Reika." The older man mouthed her name, after a long pause, "How are you, dear niece?"
"As well as I can be, dear uncle, it must be a long day for you. Come, I have made your favorite dinner." She quietly sang in reply. Without another word, the two entered the house and Furuyari closed the door behind him.
"Reika," the old guard asked his "niece", "have your report card came in?"
"Ah, yes," the girl fished out a sheet of paper and handed to him then went off working on cooking the salmon dinner. Ignoring the glowering description by her sensei, he went down to the last page, a blank note one designed for parents or guardians to write any notice back to the assorted teachers. A small Haiku was scribbled on the bottom.
The drunkard met his end,
His drinking friends,
All vanished without a trace.
Carefully he closed the note and placed it within his uniform, Jiinsh Kirai stood up: "Mishma," addressing her with her first name to signify he receives the message, "It has been a long and hot day, let me take a shower first before dinner."
"Hai." She answered without turning around, poking the salmon with a chopstick.
As the civil patrol guard closed the panel that separate the bathroom, he reached forward for the switch that turned on the hot water, but then paused as he stared his own image in the mirror. Within seconds, the doddering uncle with tired dull eyes of a person who lived through the Second Impact, to the sharp ones that belong to man whose sole motive in life was to prevent the Third one.
Within seconds, he discarded the contact lenses that kept his eyes brown, revealing a pair of memorizing blue ones. He then reached out and removed the cosmetically applied sagging bag of flesh under his eyes and the fake wrinkles on his forehead. Discarding his uniform, he removed the bag he wore in front of his chest as disguised mid-age belly fat, revealing highly toned muscles from a decade of training. He then turned around and opened a cabinet by the shower, inside it had a .45 Glock, two spare clips of ammo, a knife with an ivory-handle, and a retro-jacket, sneakers with matching black jeans. After a quick change of costume, the new person washed his hair, then applied some gel to his hair to get a retro-look of one of those newer generation rebels. Shinji Ikari was reborn, again as a bad ass college kid from hell. Staring into the mirror, Shinji/Simon/Gerald wondered what would his current, younger version look like if he also wore the identical outfit, or rather, what would Misato or Asuka think if they saw the current "him" wearing something like that. Now there is something interesting to plan...
With a chuckle, Shinji Ikari (the senior?) banished the fun thoughts, the message has been clear, Kaji has gathering the survivors together with new weapons, and NERV/SEELE believed they have thwarted the "unknown terrorists" for good.
"It is time to get to work." Shinji mouthed out to his mirror image as he pulled out a pair of blood-red sunglasses across his eyes.
T.B.C
Wow, that took a lot longer than I thought. But then, I have been busy going back to school and all.
Will write for Propz, Please please please pretty please!
{It will encourage Marcos to write the lemon too ï
