Bodyguard
I do not own Evangelion. If I did, there would have been far more romance between Shinji and Rei, more nudity. Hence, every teenager's dream. Well, most. (AI 4/10 is the Angel Interceptor, 4/10 chance of being annihilated)
Ayanami Shugo lay chained against the stone table, evidence of past torture clearly evident by the blood pooling beneath him. Sighing, he focused on the chain that held his left wrist. Preparing himself, he slammed it against the table, dislocating his wrist. Sliding it out of the shackle, he popped it back in, the sickening sound of the joint's fluid being splattered making him smirk. Looking to his other wrist, he grimaced. They had driven nails through each of his fingers. This was going to hurt. Gritting his teeth, he tore his fingers away. The flesh was sundered in two. Snarling in anger, he cradled his hand. Standing up, he felt the blood drain down into his legs. "Time to die, assholes". Smirking, he crept over to the door and peeked out the small window. A guard had his back the door, suspecting that the prisoner couldn't escape. Sliding his finger through the crack in the door, he lifted up the latch which locked in.
Sliding it open, he thanked the elemental lords that they had made sure the hinges were well oiled. Slipping out, he slinked up the corridor until he was standing directly behind the guard. Taking a shard of metal from his pocket, he jammed it into the direct connection between the brain and spinal cord. The man dropped like a marionette with its strings cut. Reaching down, he took the holstered pistol and checked it. Its magazine was full. Grabbing it, he made sure the silencer was on tight, before pointing it directly at the guards face. "Please, no!" the guard whispered. Shugo pulled the trigger, and the guards head exploded like a watermelon. The sound of tramping feet caught his attention. Ejecting the spent shell casing, he tensed. The first of the "scientists" rounded the corner.
And was thrown back against the wall by the three bullets that impacted his body. One in the head, one in the heart and one in the neck. Training his pistol on the second scientist, he quickly eliminated him. His vengeance sated, he strode up to them. And felt the cold muzzle of a gun press into his stomach. Looking down in annoyance, he saw one scientist has survived the storm of metal and was pointing a very crude, but very effective shotgun into his stomach. "When I die, you die" the scientist gasped out, blood already filling his lungs. "…Okay" Shugo said and pointed his gun at the scientists head. He pulled the trigger, and like before, the scientists head exploded. "Who needs Monet" he snickered, before the shotgun in the scientists hands fired. Grunting in agony, he staggered down the hallway to the door. Grabbing his skin, he tore, and a bomb was revealed. "See you in hell" was all he said, before he threw the bomb inside of the facility, and collapsed
In orbit, the NERV spy satellites detected the enormous heat emission and three zeroed in. Each one showed the NERV interrogation camp burning, and a small shadow lying just beyond the radius of destruction.
Gendo Ikari, Supreme Bastard of the Universe, and contender for Worst Father Ever contest, smirked behind his hand. The boy had passed the test. "Fuyutski. Dispatch a AI 4/10 to pick up the child. He will be the bodyguard for the First Child". Nodding, Kozou flipped open a cell-phone and called the Section 2 agents. Giving them the exact location, closed the phone thoughtfully. "Is this wise? Rei might not…enjoy having this bodyguard with her all the time". Gendo's eyelid twitched. "She will do as I say. She can be replaced, but the cost is killing us". Sighing, Fuyutski looked up to the relief carved on the ceiling. "We really have to get rid of that engraving. Its creeping out the visitors". Gendo smirked behind his hand, an almost feral-like gesture. "Would you prefer we revealed what we had behind there?" he asked Kozou, to which he got a firm shaking of the head. "Exactly"
The AI 4/10 roared across the forest, weapons primed. The crew were the very best from the S2 department. Constantly updated from the satellites in orbit, they zeroed in directly on the facility. Landing, three agents got out and began to scout. But there was no sign of the boy. Un-holstering their pistols, they ordered the pilot to fly up and take an infrared view. The AI 4/10 took off, the pilot flicking switches so the infrared view would be beamed direct back to the ground-agents, real-time. "I have him. Thirty metres north-west of your current position. But I am getting some very odd readings. Be careful". The Agents nodded and cocked their guns. They moved forward in standard tactics. One straight ahead, the others circling around to come up behind the target.
Shugo listened intently to the forest. Everything was silent. An eyebrow twitching, he checked the magazine in his pistol. Three bullets. Three agents. Plus one in the plane. This was going to be difficult. Slipping into the forest, he made sure to avoid any form of leaf matter upon the ground. A flash of black flashed past the corner of his eye. Pivoting, he grabbed the agent by the neck and shoved his thumb deep into his throat. Repositioning his hand to the crown of the head, the boy focused, before twisting the head right off the body! Letting the corpse drop, he grabbed the agent's ear-piece and radio. Listening to it, he heard them ordering for a report-in. throwing it to the ground, he brought the full force of his amplified musculature to bear on it. It shattered. Smirking, he found a GPS tracker, showing the position of the other two agents. Throwing his old pistol away, he snapped up the S2's. Checking it, he found that he had a full magazine. Shugo slunk away into the foliage, making a bee-line for the agent. Climbing up a tree, he crawled out onto the branch and waited. Three minutes later, the agent walked beneath the tree. Dropping down, Shugo saw the agent spin around. Jamming his pistol just below the jaw, he gave a feral snarl, before pulling the trigger. The super-heated metal shot out of the barrel and tunnelled into the man's jaw. Shattering the bone, it entered the brain and bored a hole in it, before it exited at a 45 degree angle.
The familiar sound of a gun being cocked tore him away from the blood lust. Turning casually, he saw the agent levelling the pistol at him. "You killed my squad. For that, you must die". The bullet fired and headed straight for Shugo's head. Leaping out of the way, he shot towards a tree. Spinning, he landed feet first on it and launched himself at the man. The agent, himself, was surprised by the boys reflex's. Training his gun on the boy, he fired. It appeared to strike him. But the bullet stopped dead in mid-air. Octagonal orange ripples spread out from the point of impact. "You're an angel!" he cried, before the boy jammed the pistol into the man's eye and smirked. "The Angel of Death" he said, and pumped the trigger twice, a bullet going through each part of the brain. Taking the agent's pistol, he jogged to the edge of the forest. The pilot was taking a leak. Creeping into the plane, he initiated the launch sequence. Finding the button for an automated flight back to NERV, he smiled. Outside, the plane was lifting off, leaving the pilot in the forest, the ghosts of the agents his only company.
This is not meant to be a Mary Sue. This is a young Angel/ Human hybrid, a joint project between SEELE and the creators of Jet Alone. He arrives just before Shinji falls on Rei in her "place". Please R&R
