Author's note: Well here I am working on Soldaten. For those of you who know me because my other fanfic, The Threapist, please read this one. Even though it is not the most popular, it's still my favorite.

Disclaimer: I do not own Evangelion or GAINAX. If I did then why would a be writing this story on fanifc?

PART IV

Ian couldn't believe his eyes. Standing before him were two of the most famous people in the post-Third Impact world: Asuka Langley Soryu, one of the original EVA pilots and Kensuke Aida, the famous general who tactfully defeated the NATO, Russian, and Chinese forces at the second battle of Manchuria. They were modern-day Patton and Eisenhower to the Refugees in the New Bronx. Aida took a step forward and formally greeted Dr. Adrian.

"It's an honor to meet you Dr. Adrian. We've heard so much about your work here at New Bronx." Kensuke began.

"No, the honor's mine." Ian said.

"Ok, we thank you for bringing our mage safe and sound," interrupted Asuka "but I think there was a reason that Miss Chrissie slapped you, wasn't there?" Ian looked at Chrissie through the corner of his eye. She was glaring at him, while quietly sipping her coffee.

"Yes, there are few reasons why." Chrissie said venomously "He put himself and your mage in considerable danger, after he disobeyed a direct order. He should have been killed at least four times already!" It's a wonder he survived."

"Hey, your way wasn't any better! I could've be sucked into a rotating fan of death had I obeyed an order by you!" Ian snapped back.

"Look you could've died doing what you did in the aqueduct! Do you know what happens to people when they miss the exits! They get liquefied by the impact of the concrete floor!"

"Look I didn't die, so why are you angry about how I should've died? It's almost like you want me to die!"

"Oh I'll kill you now, and this time you won't live to tell of how you survived!" Chrissie threw punches and slaps to Adrian, who was trying to dodge them as fast as he could. Kensuke then turned around to Asuka.

"Sounds like you and Shinji." Kensuke joked.

"I don't do that to Shinji a lot now. Although you're right, I did do that to Shinji a lot when we were younger." Kensuke then turned to Ian and Chrissie who were still fighting. Ian had a few red marks on his face and Chrissie's glasses were cracked and dangling of her nose.

"Alright you guys, let's be civil and leave Celia in peace she needs her rest." Kensuke said as he tried to keep a tense peace.

Ian thought for a second "If the mage's name is Celia then who is Gracie?" BeforeKensuke or Asukacouldanswer , the receptionist stepped into the room. She looked more stressed out than usual.

"Dr Adrian Krieger and Chrissie Takahashi," the receptionist interrupted "the general requests an audience with you and the field marshals immediately."

"Thank you," Asuka responded, she then looked towards Ian and Chrissie "I think this may concern us too so we'll come too."

"Alright, let's go." The group left the room leaving as quiet as a cemetery. Celia opened her tired eyes. She scanned the room, relived that Chrissie and Ian were not fighting anymore. She was grateful for Ian rescuing, but he sure wasn't a very good at behaving around his patients. Celia winced as she sat up straight, she could feel the bullets still lodged in her back. Celia knew she had been through worse than this, but the morphine that Adrian gave her when he bandaged her didn't help a lot. It wasn't a large dose, but she still felt dizzy and slow. She leaned forward to look out the window to look outside. Celia could not believe what she saw: a fully functionally geo-front. She thought the only two geo-fronts built to protect NERV facilities in Tokyo and Nevada were both destroyed. This geo-front was different than the geo-fronts she knew. These were fully functionally underground cities with oxygen and greenhouse gas abundant air. They almost reminded her of…Celia winced again as she touched her leg. Damn, she reminded herself not to be too careless. Careless, the word echoed in her head as she remembered her failure. How she been careless and now her squad mates were dead because of her and her huge head.

5 hours ago

"ETA, to landing zonetestamentis ten minutes." The dropship's pilot's voice boomed over the loud speaker. Celia was sitting in the back of the dropship checking her ethereal staff, making sure all the runes were safely intact. Celia glanced briefly at her company's symbol at the end of the staff: fire with wings, the angels of remorse. She shortened the staff so she could slide into her belt's holster. She then glanced at her squad, as they were talking, cracking jokes about their commanders, and talking smack.

"Good," she thought "at least they're normal." Celia never joined in their conversations, she thought very highly of her commanders and she moved around so often when she was a kid she never had any friends. Celia just sat quietly looking at her modified OICW. She was fascinated by weapons for some reason or another. She never wanted to chop heads off anything like that. All she wondered about weapons is why we have them. For protection? For bloodlust? For hate?

Her mom tried to lead a peaceful after her dad saw Gaghiel attack Evangelion unit 02. Her dad was one of the few people outside of Japan, who were not leaders or part of SEELE, who knew about the Evangelions. He saw what destruction they could bring, after he saw one of them while he was in service for the carrier USS Over the Rainbow. After third impact he was one the many who disappeared. After that her mom tried to raise Celia and her sister, Gracie, in a caring and warm home. However to find that patch of heaven they were always moving to avoid warlords, Anarchists, or government forces. When her mom died Celia's sister enlisted in the newly formed Gaian Marine Corps. Celia had no choice but to follow. She was immediately praised by her superiors for her quick thinking and strategies in combat. She was able to predict where here enemies would strike and then counter-attack effectively. She eventually passed up her sister when she was made Lieutenant. So here she was a leader of her own platoon.

She looked again at her objectives map. It was a search and extract mission and relatively straight forward; rendezvous with red squad, do a quick recon sweep, split inside the sewers and extract somebody from the refugee camp and leave. However Celia didn't like this mission from the start because of one thing: they were not told who to extract. Command said it would contact them about who they were extracting once they were inside the city. They were being unusually secret about this mission, and they usually were forth coming with information, but this was different. Gracie, her sister had a boyfriend in the refugee camp, so she beggedCelia to give him a letter.

"Ok Ladies and Gentlemen," the loudspeaker boomed "ETA to landing zone testament is in 10 seconds. Lock and load angels! I'll pick you up in 0500." The dropship's shields lowered as Celia's squad leapt into the streets of New York.

4 hours ago

Celia slapped a fresh clip of ammo into her OICW. She scanned the bombed out city of New York with her visor. All she could see was ruins of a once great city and her comrades. "Alright squad, let's move up." She said to her squad mates as she pointed her hand forward. Her squad was a basic 4-man squad with her included. Her support gunner was Corporal Carl Digweed, a 24 year old bravo guy with body and skull as thick as steel. Her shield/medic mage was Private Kitsune Sado, a fresh recruit straight out of boot camp, who was eager to fight in her first, which could be a liability to the squad. The squad's heavy weapons expert was Private Chris Whitta, a sarcastic kid who even though he was 22, and he had already seen his share of combat. Celia moved her squad up Broadway where she would meet red squad. "Ok squad we'll dig in here, but be ready to move at a moments notice." Her squad nodded in approval, and shouldered their weapons. "Not you two," Celia said as she pointed to Carl and Ritsuko. "I want you to do sweep of the area. Come back in 30 minutes." Both of them nodded then walked away from the perimeter.

3 hours ago

Celia peered over her ranger grave where she could see Ritsuko and Carl coming back with red squad. The Sergeant of red squad was Neville Clarkson, a hardened soldier from England, was a decorated soldier in the GMC's. "What's up Celia," Clark said with his accent "sorry we're late but we had play good hosts to some Anarchists."

"They're here? Do they think they followed our transports to our position?" Asked Celia to Neville

"No doubt," He responded "they gave us one hell of a fight so I suspect there'll be more, so let's just continue with our mission and head into the sewers. I doubt they'll follow us."

"Alright Neville, let's go. Green squad cover red's flanks! Red, lead the way."

"Right and one more thing Celia."

"What's that Neville?"

"Don't call me Neville. I prefer Clark than my actual name."

"Ok, Clark." Both squads doubled timed it into Manhattan. What they didn't see was the Anarchist scouts hiding in the alleys.

2 hours ago

Red and Green squads eventually made their way deep into the sewers to the refugee camp. Once they had made their way a few levels down, the squads started to get tense. The sewers stunk to high heaven and were loaded with dead ends, shadows, and blocked ways. A few of the squad members were so scared they even shot at the shadows. The maps they were given were rough since not a lot of squads had ever been down here before. The map was full of mistakes and both squad leaders had to guess which way they were going to head. Clark held up his squad after he saw something on his motion tracker.

"What is it Clark?" asked one of Clark's squad mates. He switched off his visor and then looked at his squad, then to Celia.

"Anarchists are coming; they were just waiting for us to get in the sewers. Here we have no radio to the outside until we reach New Bronx. We'll hold them off here and we'll meet you at New Bronx."

"How many?" Celia asked nervously. Clark just smiled and then said.

"Don't worry, we'll take care of them." And then he winked "Get going Celia. Semper Fidelis" Celia looked at him again and then looked to her squad.

"Squad, move up. Let's get this over with." She said without any emotion. Clark looked on as Celia left. He knew him holding his position would only buy Celia time and nothing more.

1 hour ago

Celia and her squad were almost at the first gate. She hadn't heard anything from Clark's squad, which worried her a lot. Just then Chris came up to her and saluted.

"Sorry, milady but Ritsuko heard gunfire from up the sewer. We should be careful.

"Thank you, Chris. Everyone ready your rifles and prepare for close combat." Just then she heard her radio hum to life. It was Clark's signal but it was a recording. She played the recording; she knew red squad was down. Clark's voice sounded as he prepared his squad for a skirmish.

"C'mon you lot! Set up defensive position and find cover behind that junk." Celia then heard gunfire coming from the pulse rifles. "Lay down suppressing fire! Lay down suppressing fire!" yelled Clark as he switched his recording to visual. Celia could see that it was 2 platoons against one squad. Celia knew that mages usually prevailed in these circumstances, but she had a bad feeling about these platoons. She could see that Clark's squad was to heavily suppressed to get anything done. "Fire in short, controlled bursts! Check that ammo." Just then she heard a click coming from the Anarchist side.

"SHIT!" yelled a squad member "FA GRENADES!" He ran from his cover and tried to make it to other side. He was ripped apart by the bullets. Clark swore heavily under his breath. Another squad mate was too slow and was brunt to death by the Fuel-Air grenade.

"FALL BACK!" Clark yelled to his other squad mate. She darted back and tried to give him covering fire but she to was ripped apart by the bullets. Clark clicked his OICW to automatic let out a battle cry and ran into the fray. He emptied his clip on 7 enemies until he saw his own doom: a Vulcan cannon. The cannon fired and blood sprayed onto the visor. A scared figure walked towards the visor and spoke to it.

"Thanks for weapon." He then raised it on the visor and fired. The feed was terminated. Celia could then see her motion tracker. She knew it was the same force that massacred Clark's squad. She looked to her squad and said only one word: "RUN!" Her squad sprinted until they found cover behind some pillars and alleys. Kitsune looked to Celia with a puzzled look.

"Are there Anarchists coming, Celia?" she asked. Celia looked back at her comrade.

"Yeah, I heard it through the grapevine." She answered. Right on cue, The Anarchists came up on the thermals on their visor. Celia peered to the left of her cover and she immediately saw the Vulcan cannons.

"Open fire!" she yelled to her squad. All her squad opened fire, killing the first line of troops. This was just too easy; usually you don't fight in the open. What were they waiting for? Celia soon knew. "Oh no." she muttered. The grenades started coming towards their cover. She knew it was a risk but she told her squad to move towards the end of the tunnel. Maybe they would lose them. She was wrong; Chris was first one to go down, because he had been shot in the leg, immobilizing him. All Celia could do was run as the bullets whizzed over their heads. Soon she was shot in her arm. It wasn't a fatal injury, but it would severely limit her accuracy. Then Ritsuko went down as she was shot in the back, too close to her spine. Celia assumed she was dead. Now it was only her and Carl. Carl soon couldn't stand running anymore. With a valiant cry "LET'S ROCK!" he let his bullets fly from his SAW. It seemed he was extremely lucky or the Anarchists were really bad shots, but it looked invincible. However his gun soon overheated and he was forced to use his pistol. He charged towards his enemy until he was stopped dead in his tracks by a barrage of bullets. Celia couldn't look back at his dying body. Already she had lost her 2 squads in a matter of minutes. She was shot again in the back; she doubled over, where she was shot again in the legs and back again. Celia now crawled like a dog to some cover. She could hear her doom approach as she tried to steady her rifle with one hand. She said in whisper "I'm sorry that I couldn't find Kyle, Gracie."

Celia, now in the safety of a refugee hospital was grateful for Ian rescuing her. But she was saddened over her squads' demise. She knew she should've been a better commander, but she wasn't. Tears started to form in her eyes as she tried to wish it all hadn't happened. She buried her head in her sheets, as she was thinking of her failure as her squad's leader.

Ian and Chrissie walked into the command room. Ian saluted to a short, husky guy who was barely up to Ian's shoulders. The man turned around and looked at Ian and Chrissie.

"Ah Ian and Miss Takahashi, I believe." The short man began. "Where are Asuka and Kensuke?"

"They said wanted to check out an incoming squadron of gunships coming into the hangar, General Advent." Ian said.

Advent sighed "That's a pity, I required their council."

"What seems to be the problem General?" The general pointed to a holo-screen.

"This." He answered.

Asuka and Kensuke walked towards a helipad. Suddenly Kensuke stopped.

"What is it?" Asuka asked. Kensuke paused for a moment then turned to Asuka.

"I've picked up something on the Anarchist net. They've got some ill-news for us."

"What is it" Asuka asked.

"They've just rebuilt EVA." Kensuke said dully.

"They can't do that," Asuka said sarcastically "you know they need Lilth to make an EVA."

"Yes, but it seems that they raided the Nevada 02 site and built an EVA from designs that were kept there."

"But I thought site 02 was destroyed. It was turned into pure energy, right?"

"Apparently, not. The Anarchists report that only the test chamber that was turned into pure energywaswhereS2 unit was being tested." Kensuke said.

"This is ill news," Asuka said glumly "along with the tech's EVA's; we don't have any for ourselves to defend ourselves."

"Yes, but there are more than one way to defeat an EVA. We are going to have to alert Shinji immediately."

"On the other hand do you think Ian knows why we are here?" Asuka asked

"Probably, he thinks we are here to clean up Anarchist forces." Kensuke answered.

"Let's hope so." Asuka said hopefully.

On the outskirts of New York SBHM army led by a woman in a formal SBHM imperial uniform and a robot who was right next to her wielding a huge ax-sword. The thing that separated this robot from the others in the army, that on it's back was the marking that read "Unit 14." The army's cannons were ready to fire on the city, like eagles ready to strike from their nests.