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Spoiler Warning: If you haven't seen up to or past episode 19 of Evangelion, I would advise against you reading this. This is meant to be an alternate time line but there will still be some spoilers. Not only that but I've taken creative liberties with the characters, if you notice that they're OOC it's for a reason.
- Shinji (the 6:00 Assassin)
And now without further ado.
Tainted (An Evangelion Fan Fic)
PROLOGUE
*"Sometimes, I feel I've got to. run away I've got to.get away from the pain you drive in the heart of me The love we share, seems to go nowhere. and I've lost my light, for I toss and turn. I can't sleep at night.
Once I ran to you, I ran, Now I run from you. This tainted love you've given, I give you all a boy could give you, take my tears and that's not nearly all. tainted love. tainted love.
Now I know I've got to. run away, I've got to. get away Don't really want any more from me, to make things right, you need someone to hold you tight. And you think to love is to pray, But I'm sorry I don't pray that way.
Once I ran to you, I ran, Now I run from you. This tainted love you've given, I give you all a boy could give you, take my tears and that's not nearly all. tainted love. tainted love.
Don't touch me please! I cannot stand the way you tease. I love you, but you hurt me so. now I'll pack my things and go.
Once I ran to you, I ran! Now I run from you! This tainted love you've given! I give you all a boy could give you! Take my tears and that's not nearly all! Tainted love. tainted love."
Click. Whrrrrrr.
As his S-DAT re-winded, a teenage boy got up out of bed. He ran his fingers through his short brown hair as he looked around at his room. It was (to put it mildly) very Spartan, almost lifeless. Much like the teenage boy's dark blue eyes. Eyes that had, only a year ago, contained much more life than they did now. He sighed quietly before heading for the balcony. it had become a ritual for him. Wake up in the middle of the night, go to the balcony and stare at the ruins of the city for a few hours whilst trying to figure out where it all went wrong. How and where his life, not to mention his will to live, had reached its breaking point. This boy was Shinji Ikari, Third Child, and designated pilot of Evangelion Unit-01, humanities' only hope for survival against the invading angels.
Shinji remembered his many battles with the Angels as he stared at the ruins of Tokyo-03. A city built by man to be an impregnable fortress to withstand the might of the Angels. Ironically it was man that had destroyed it. Well not quite man. Rather it had been woman; a girl that had been dear to his heart.
As he leaned against the railing he could still remember that horrible day. and many other horrible days when he had lost others. Amongst the others had been his best friend Touji Suzuhara. Shinji fought to keep back the tears, but failed. He laughed bitterly as he did so. He had failed so many people. especially the ones who mattered most to him. Chief amongst those was the girl he loved; the girl who lived with him, and the girl who seemed to hate him.
"Asuka" Shinji sighed slightly as his tears hit the ground. He thought back to when everything had started to go rather wrong. He didn't want to think about it. What he did want to do, however, was to go back inside and listen to his music. Yet something compelled him to stay on the balcony and remember.
Back inside the apartment was the girl that had been the major cause of his pains, his concern and his love. Back inside the apartment was Asuka Sohryu Langley; Second Child and designated pilot of Evangelion Unit-02. She stared at herself in the bathroom mirror.
She was about the same size as Shinji, maybe a few centimeters shorter. She was thin and pale. Unbeknownst to her, the light in her once-brilliant blue eyes (not too unlike Shinji's in both regards) had gone out. Her once vibrant red hair had become coarse and dull. She looked as if all of her previous life and energy had been sucked out of her. In short, she looked like hell. Not that she cared anymore. As far as she was concerned she was damaged goods. tainted. She hated everyone, but most of all she hated Shinji and herself.
She hated Shinji because he hadn't saved her; he hadn't been there when she needed him. She hated herself because of that. Because she needed Shinji, because she was weak and pathetic. It was for all of these reasons that she now held a rather large and sharp kitchen knife to her throat.
"One quick move, and then it's over." she told herself as she pressed the knife against her slender neck. Drops of blood dropped into the kitchen sink. She closed her eyes as she moved the knife slowly across her neck.
She stopped as she reached her throat and dropped the knife. Tears flooding her eyes, she headed back for her bedroom, paying no attention to the blood slowly trickling from her neck. She stopped momentarily as she saw Shinji on the balcony. He stood with his back to her. A mixture of hatred and something she couldn't identify filled her heart. She considered going up to Shinji and telling him what he had done to her, how he had helped, no, how he had single-handedly destroyed her. Instead she continued walking. She collapsed onto her bed and began to sob quietly. "Pathetic" she managed to whisper as she remembered where it had all started to go wrong.
Spoiler Warning: If you haven't seen up to or past episode 19 of Evangelion, I would advise against you reading this. This is meant to be an alternate time line but there will still be some spoilers. Not only that but I've taken creative liberties with the characters, if you notice that they're OOC it's for a reason.
- Shinji (the 6:00 Assassin)
And now without further ado.
Tainted (An Evangelion Fan Fic)
PROLOGUE
*"Sometimes, I feel I've got to. run away I've got to.get away from the pain you drive in the heart of me The love we share, seems to go nowhere. and I've lost my light, for I toss and turn. I can't sleep at night.
Once I ran to you, I ran, Now I run from you. This tainted love you've given, I give you all a boy could give you, take my tears and that's not nearly all. tainted love. tainted love.
Now I know I've got to. run away, I've got to. get away Don't really want any more from me, to make things right, you need someone to hold you tight. And you think to love is to pray, But I'm sorry I don't pray that way.
Once I ran to you, I ran, Now I run from you. This tainted love you've given, I give you all a boy could give you, take my tears and that's not nearly all. tainted love. tainted love.
Don't touch me please! I cannot stand the way you tease. I love you, but you hurt me so. now I'll pack my things and go.
Once I ran to you, I ran! Now I run from you! This tainted love you've given! I give you all a boy could give you! Take my tears and that's not nearly all! Tainted love. tainted love."
Click. Whrrrrrr.
As his S-DAT re-winded, a teenage boy got up out of bed. He ran his fingers through his short brown hair as he looked around at his room. It was (to put it mildly) very Spartan, almost lifeless. Much like the teenage boy's dark blue eyes. Eyes that had, only a year ago, contained much more life than they did now. He sighed quietly before heading for the balcony. it had become a ritual for him. Wake up in the middle of the night, go to the balcony and stare at the ruins of the city for a few hours whilst trying to figure out where it all went wrong. How and where his life, not to mention his will to live, had reached its breaking point. This boy was Shinji Ikari, Third Child, and designated pilot of Evangelion Unit-01, humanities' only hope for survival against the invading angels.
Shinji remembered his many battles with the Angels as he stared at the ruins of Tokyo-03. A city built by man to be an impregnable fortress to withstand the might of the Angels. Ironically it was man that had destroyed it. Well not quite man. Rather it had been woman; a girl that had been dear to his heart.
As he leaned against the railing he could still remember that horrible day. and many other horrible days when he had lost others. Amongst the others had been his best friend Touji Suzuhara. Shinji fought to keep back the tears, but failed. He laughed bitterly as he did so. He had failed so many people. especially the ones who mattered most to him. Chief amongst those was the girl he loved; the girl who lived with him, and the girl who seemed to hate him.
"Asuka" Shinji sighed slightly as his tears hit the ground. He thought back to when everything had started to go rather wrong. He didn't want to think about it. What he did want to do, however, was to go back inside and listen to his music. Yet something compelled him to stay on the balcony and remember.
Back inside the apartment was the girl that had been the major cause of his pains, his concern and his love. Back inside the apartment was Asuka Sohryu Langley; Second Child and designated pilot of Evangelion Unit-02. She stared at herself in the bathroom mirror.
She was about the same size as Shinji, maybe a few centimeters shorter. She was thin and pale. Unbeknownst to her, the light in her once-brilliant blue eyes (not too unlike Shinji's in both regards) had gone out. Her once vibrant red hair had become coarse and dull. She looked as if all of her previous life and energy had been sucked out of her. In short, she looked like hell. Not that she cared anymore. As far as she was concerned she was damaged goods. tainted. She hated everyone, but most of all she hated Shinji and herself.
She hated Shinji because he hadn't saved her; he hadn't been there when she needed him. She hated herself because of that. Because she needed Shinji, because she was weak and pathetic. It was for all of these reasons that she now held a rather large and sharp kitchen knife to her throat.
"One quick move, and then it's over." she told herself as she pressed the knife against her slender neck. Drops of blood dropped into the kitchen sink. She closed her eyes as she moved the knife slowly across her neck.
She stopped as she reached her throat and dropped the knife. Tears flooding her eyes, she headed back for her bedroom, paying no attention to the blood slowly trickling from her neck. She stopped momentarily as she saw Shinji on the balcony. He stood with his back to her. A mixture of hatred and something she couldn't identify filled her heart. She considered going up to Shinji and telling him what he had done to her, how he had helped, no, how he had single-handedly destroyed her. Instead she continued walking. She collapsed onto her bed and began to sob quietly. "Pathetic" she managed to whisper as she remembered where it had all started to go wrong.
