Disclaimer on chapter 6.
A/N: Watch me rush my chapters! Weeee!
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The familiar monoliths lit up, revealing 01, 04, 06, 11 and 12, each number accompanied by a SEELE in front.
01: "I have heard that the operation was a failure."
06: "The religious fools wanted a war cry and ruined the element of surprise."
04: "I think they know we are backing them now."
11: "This isn't good. Also, it seems Ikari was able to thwart our last chances through a mass slaughter."
12: "We must watch our steps, it seems the boy is quite capable."
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Fuyutsuki sat in the commander's office. His hand wandered to the button that summoned the committee.
"Perhaps it would be time get acquainted to my my superiors." He pressed the button, and nothing appeared.
"Ugh, did Shinji break it?" Fuyutsuki said, annoyed. "I knew I shouldn't have let him rewire this thing."
"Rewire what, sub-commander Fuyutsuki?"
The voice caught the wise old man's attention. "Are you the committee?"
"Yes."
"Why don't you have any form of holographic projections?" The professor inquired.
"We remain in secrecy, until SEELE is destroyed."
"I see." Fuyutsuki murmured to himself.
"Do you have business with us?"
"No, I just needed to see what kind of people we're dealing with." The sub-commander replied coldly.
"Well then, goodbye."
Without an indication, the voices are gone.
"That was... Confusing." The professor mused to himself.
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It had been a month since the Shinji Massacre, where Shinji massacred people like a beast. His bullet wounds caused only a few small, barely noticeable scars on either side of his body, thanks to the technology used to treat him. The watermelon from Kaji was consumed by Misato, when she visited her charge, like a hungry beast, as if she hadn't eaten anything. The truth was, she didn't eat anything. He was now healed completely, except for his legs. His right leg was mended and all that remains is for the tissues to merge back into one piece. His left leg was a different story, however.
The bullet lodged there had been dangerously close to his muscle in an extremely awkward position, and when the removal began, they had to perform surgery to remove the bullet. The bullet was pulled out, but the blood rushed to his ripped muscles threatening to clog it up, and they had to clean the liquid out. Then, after the blood was cleaned, the anesthetics wore off, making Shinji scream and flail in pain, pushing back the recovery by 3 weeks due to the sudden movement.
After that whole series of painful events, he was asked to see a therapist, supposedly the best in all of NERV, to calm his blood thirsty mind. Luckily for most, unluckily for Shinji, from the massacre, his twisted personality became more apparent and he wasn't able to hide it, and that's how he ended up here.
Shinji sat on the therapist's bed, not yet lying down. The therapist was a tall and muscular man. Most would assume he was a small-time body builder rather than a therapist. His face, however, was fat and chubby, defying his muscular body. His office was littered with awards he'd gotten, both helpful and totally unrelated to his career.
"Shinji Ikari, is it? Well, then, allow me to ask you some questions." The NERV specialist said to the boy.
"Ok." Shinji replied in a casual tone, and was promptly given inkblots to answer to.
"That one looks like Shitozan Baka!" Shinji shouted excitedly, seeing the first blot.
"Shitozan Baka?" The therapist asked, confused.
"Never mind, it was in a strange dream of mine." Shinji admitted.
"Oh, alright." The muscular scribbled something down on his clipboard with speed only justified by his muscles, and continued.
"That one looks like... Me attacking an angel." Shinji said, to this particular one.
"An angel, eh?" The therapist writes something else down, chewing absentmindedly on a piece of imaginary gum.
"That one... Looks like Kaworu in my hand..." The memory caused to boy to fight back his tears.
"Yep, that's enough. Now, would you like to talk about anything in particular to me?" The specialist asked, not wanting to hear about the gore that was bound to come sooner or later..
"Nothing, really." His patient was being difficult.
"Then how about telling me your life in the hospital?" The doctor smiled, hoping to get a conversation out of him.
"Alright... The ceiling, it's so familiar now."
"Hmm, you may be worse off than I thought..." The man said to himself more than to his patient, scribbling more on his clipboard. "Would you like to lie down?"
"Alright..." The boy complied, and promptly did his reflexive action. "Unfamiliar ceiling..."
The therapist furiously scribbled words on his clipboard as the conversation went on, and ended up with 3 pages of point form notes. Shinji had told him about how many times he was sent to the hospital from piloting the Eva, and how he had been watching upbeat super robot anime to cheer up and hopefully have more enthusiasm at piloting. Then he talked about his mental instability since the Third Impact, and finally went on about Shitozan in his dreams. Then, suddenly, the alarm clock rang, signaling the end of the session.
"Time's up already? Well then, commander Ikari, you're free to go." The therapist informed.
"Hm? Oh, alright, goodbye, doctor..." Shinji was at a loss for words. He was here for 4 hours, but didn't bother asking his name.
"Hasegawa."
"Thank you, doctor Hasegawa." Shinji sat up, bowed in his sitting position, and was helped into his wheelchair
Dr. Hasegawa waved his patient bye as he slowly wheeled himself out. "He's... Interesting, I guess."
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Rei sat outside the office, patiently, drinking the iced tea she had bought from the vending machine nearby. She glanced at the clock, which read 12:30.
"Shinji-sama should be coming out right about now." She said quietly to herself, but drawing the attention of the technician beside her. She stood, confused but not showing it, and waited for her master to wheel himself out the door.
"Thanks for picking me up, Rei." Shinji said with gratitude, as he emerged from the door.
"I waited." The blue haired servant replied. Shinji's jaw would've fell on his feet and caused immense pain in his legs, if that was physically possible.
"But I was in there for FOUR HOURS!" He exclaimed, bringing his jaw back in place.
"Your father taught me to be patient, Shinji-sama." The technician glanced at the girl again, and saw the commander talking to her. He quickly averted his gaze back into his magazine, pretending he never noticed. "Shinji-sama, why do people look at me whenever I say your name?" The clueless girl asked.
"Rei, how many times do I have to tell you? By adding the suffix sama to my name, you're implying many many things..." Shinji explained. Hearing the technician trying to suppress his snicker, he added "Please stop calling me that from now on."
"But your friends claim that is the proper way to address you. I am your property." Rei said, monotonously, unaware of the technician shaking violently to suppress his laughter.
Hanging his beet red head in shame, the commander admitted defeat. "Ok, let's go home."
"Yes, Shinji-sama." Rei said, as she moved to push Shinji out of the HQ.
As soon as they were out of earshot, the technician began laughing like a maniac.
"Ok, thats it!" Dr. Hasegawa stepped out. "Security? My patient is way too unstable. Keep him in the mental ward."
The laughter subsided, and was replaced by frantic screams when the agents arrived.
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Asuka was holding Shinji's SDAT again. She often listened to it when Shinji was not home with her, ever since Third Impact, and she always managed to hide all traces of her ever touching it by memorizing where and how it was placed before she picked it up. Today was different, however.
The door opened, and Shinji was pushed in by a certain blue haired girl she hated so much.
"I'm home!" He shouted to the residents.
"Shinji! How come you're home already?" Asuka asked, unaware she was letting him see the SDAT in her hands as she stood from the couch, turning around to the door.
"Hey, Asuka, what are you doing with my SDAT?" Shinji replied with a question, getting an irritated look from his roommate.
"Answer me first, baka-Shinji!" She shouted, hoping to buy herself some time to think up of an acceptable excuse.
"The doctors let me out, as long as Rei watches over me. Now what are you doing with my SDAT?" Shinji sounded almost... Irritated.
"Oh, uh... I was... Uh..." She stammered, unable to come up with something, as one of her earphones fell off. She looked at the ground as the song was played aloud to the whole room.
...masu ka? Te to
te ga fureatta toki?
Sore wa haj...
"Kaworu's song?" He wondered what Asuka could possibly be doing listening to Kaworu's song. But he settled for a knowing smile. "It's a great song, isn't it?"
Knowing how Shinji gets when Kaworu gets insulted, Asuka fought back her urge to lie and told the truth.
"Yes, it's a beautiful song." She murmured quietly to herself.
Rei pushed her master into the living room with Asuka, and left for the kitchen.
"Rei? What are you doing?" Asked the confused cripple.
"I am to cook dinner for you, the doctor deemed you incapable." Her reply came, in a somewhat caring voice that only somebody who knew her could detect. Somebody like Shinji Ikari.
Shinji smiled a genuine smile to his servant, and turned to Asuka.
The dinner afterwards consisted of Asuka screaming about the lack of meat, and Shinji trying to stop Asuka from destroying his SDAT on Rei's head, until Misato stepped through the door.
"I'm hoooome!" The purple haired major said, stepping through the door. Smelling the familiar odor of Japanese food, she felt something wasn't right. She reached for her pistol, and stepped slowly through the entry-way to the dining table. There, a smiling, happy brown haired boy greeted her with one hand while keeping his SDAT away from the redhead with another.
"Hi Misato." He said, as he ducked to evade the German girl's pounce and Misato's hug. The end result was Misato tumbled over hugging a German girl with enough kinetic energy to knock over a hippo.
"Hello Major." Rei bowed from the kitchen.
"H-Hi, Rei." The woman's voice was strained, from the painful force that smashed into her chest, knocking out the air inside of her, as well as all her issues with the food. "Asuka, get off of me!" She turned to the red head and screamed.
The girl got up, fuming from her failure at attacking Shinji.
"BAKA-SHINJI! WHY'D YOU DODGE!" She screamed angrily. If her voice was an octave higher, Shinji would've felt the sound rippling his muscles, pushing back his recovery even further.
"I don't want to be permanently crippled, Asuka!" Ikari retorted, or tried to, but there was only a horribly pathetic show of force behind the hollow anger.
"Now now, break it up, you two!" Misato chimed in, holding Asuka back, barely succeeding. "We can't afford you two killing each other NOW of all times, it wouldn't be fair to Shinji to die a cripple!"
"Sure, rub it in, Misato." Shinji whispered to himself.
"You say something, Shinji?" Misato said to her boy.
"Salty radish took nothing, munch munch." Shinji said in his best demented tone possible. Unknowingly, what he did just smashed a hole through Asuka's mind. A hole that made everything except one thing possible to exist in her mind.
"Shinji..."
"Well, Shinji, I guess I should add a few hours to your session." Misato teased, knowing it was a cover up. Then she looked over at Asuka. "Right As-Asuka? What's wrong?" The major saw the deep, soulless look in her eyes as she stared at the very boring tiles on the floor.
"N-nothing, Misato." Came the weak, meek reply you would expect from Shinji. This had the effect of making Shinji look at Asuka with a curious gaze.
"Well, I gave Shinji the same lesson. When you say nothing like that, it's like you're demanding somebody to say 'I know you have a problem, what's wrong?'" Misato said in a sage-like tone, as if she was an all-knowing oracle that could predict the gods.
"Shut up!" Asuka's fire returned, and she glared her glare of death at Misato.
"Munch munch?" Shinji joked as he bit down with force, emphasizing each word, trying to draw attention away from Misato and redirect it at himself. After all, it's better if he got hurt than others. All that accomplished was Asuka stomping over, shaking the walls with each step, her teeth clenched tight enough to bite through steel. Her hands snatched his SDAT, and the raging red head stormed off into her room.
"What was that all about?" Shinji asked himself, and got no answer. However, somebody he did not talk to spoke up.
"Shinji-sama, I believe she is adequately enraged by your lightheartedness towards your insanity to lose herself in thoughts." Rei spoke, as she set Misato's share of pure vegetables in front of her and sat at her seat. Since gaining emotions, she was somehow extremely talented at reading people as well, though perhaps a bit inaccurate at times. But it was amazing how most of the time she was actually right, so everybody trusted her. Dr. Ritsuko could only describe it as being able to read into emotions with less depth than others, thus pointing out the obvious that others think too complexly to realize. But that doesn't describe how she was so able to detect how others feel like a master psychologist. "She may be worried about your stability in life."
Of course, sometimes even a master psychologist can't convince experienced people.
"Rei, I think you're reading too much into this." Misato said, as she pulled out a beer from seemingly nowhere and began drinking, amused by Rei's prediction.
"Heh heh... Yea, Rei. That can't be the case." Shinji added, nervously.
"But do you not see it? She is afraid." Rei said calmly, unfazed by the fact her idea was unaccepted.
"Afraid? Asuka is a strong girl." The purple haired woman was confused, as she took another gulp of her beer. Shinji just pondered on this little tidbit of information.
"Shinji-sama knows." Shinji looked at his feet, nervously. "He knows what I'm talking about."
"Is this true, Shinji?" Misato asked, surprised, not noticing her beer was spilling onto her flight jacket.
"Um... I think so..." Shinji murmured, still watching the blood flow in his feet. Through his socks and his skin. Somehow. Then the ice cold beer finally touched skin.
"EEEEK!" The ear piercing shriek caused Shinji to cover his ears. "Damn beer! I kept it inside my jacket for the whole day and it's still so damn cold!" Misato screamed, undressing.
"M-MISATO! D-D-D-DO THAT IN YOUR R-ROOM!" Shinji reflexively covered his eyes with the back of his hands, and ducked behind the table.
"Oh come on, Shinji! I know you wanna see!" Misato smiled, as she leaned over to Shinji's side of the table.
"M-Misato! P-please stop!" Shinji yelled out to his guardian, as he slid under the table to hide. Or as much as he can, since he could not move his legs.
"You're no fun anymore." Misato performed a mocking pout, and went to her room.
Rei just sat there, confused by her master's unwillingness to accept a view at her body, and her master's guardian's willingness to show him her body. She settled on continuing to eat what was left of her vegetables, however, as Shinji's voice disturbed her.
"Rei, is she gone?" Rei swallowed.
"Yes, she is." The blue haired girl said, before shoving another piece of carrot into her mouth.
Relieved, the young commander sat back up straight on his wheelchair. He sighed to himself, knowing it was perfect privacy when Rei was the only one around. She wouldn't betray him no matter how beneficial it may be.
"Anything wrong, Shinji-sama?" Rei asked in a comfortable tone of voice that made Shinji feel like he needed to talk about everything to her. A sense of nostalgia washed over him as he remembered another certain pale red-eyed person. She had done this to him a lot lately.
"No, nothing, Ayanami." The reply sounded extremely absentminded, and the part where he didn't say Rei had only proven that theory.
"The major said when you say nothing like that, it sounds like you are asking somebody to care for you." The girl copied.
"Sorry, I was thinking of the past." Shinji played with his food, as if to add to the dramatic effects of his word.
"I see. Please do not hesitate to share with me anything on your mind." Rei said, as she finished off her food and stood to place it into the sink.
"Thanks, Rei." The boy acknowledged, as he finally began eating his dinner. He was caught up in saving his SDAT when Asuka was around, then with Misato's beer spilling after he recovered from the shock of realization, and finally, with the angst talk. But now he ate his dinner in relative peace, as Rei stared at him creepily. Just as the boy finished the last of his carrots, the major made her return.
"Welcome back Misato." The boy said as he wheeled himself into the kitchen to drop off his plate and utensils.
"Thanks, Shinji. Guess Asuka is still hiding, huh?"
"Yea... Well, I'm going to bed now Misato. The doctor told me to get extra rest, and told me not to report to duty tomorrow." The boy said guiltily, his head lowered. "I'm sorry."
Rei stood, and proceeded to push Shinji into his room. "Major, I am to stay by Shinji-sama's side tonight. I hope you would not mind."
"Sure sure, just don't do anything too noisy in the room." Misato grinned mischievously, and got the results she wanted.
"M-MISATO! We're not doing anything like that!" Shinji screamed, as his face lit up.
The clueless albino girl tilted her head in confusion. "Major, I see no reason to produce noise in our activity."
This got Misato laughing and howling like a hyena at Shinji, who lit up like a red light bulb and wheeled himself in a hurry to his room. The confused blue haired girl simply followed her master, and closed the door behind her with a bow.
Asuka couldn't help but smile, though she wasn't in the mood just a second ago, as she overheard this conversation in her room. She pressed the rewind button, and replayed track 27. "Baka-Shinji will just have to get over this if he wants it back." She thought venomously to herself. "Or maybe I'm the one who needs to get over it..."
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There was one more pilot trained. His name was Touji Suzuhara. He trained day and night to become a Shitozan backup pilot, and he lives to be amongst the team. He was to be used instead of Rei in case of an emergency, because he lacked passion for this kind of job as well. He never wanted to be a pilot, but he did it for the sake of his sister.
"Rei Ayanami, I assume." He greeted the albino girl. "I am Touji Suzuhara. Can you teach me how you use your signature attack? The Shitozan Blizzard?" He said with complete lack of enthusiasm, because he was set up by Dr. Ritsuko, one of the scientists who worked on the Shitozan project.
"I cannot teach you." The monotone girl spoke, as she walked right past to maintain her fighter. She was commander Ikari's favorite, and thus she was allowed to do whatever she wanted. "I am sorry. Please make yourself at home in the lab."
"Oh, thanks anyways." The monotone exchange would've surprised everybody, especially those who knew Touji, like Shinji Ikari.
"TOUJI! What are you doing here!" The hot blooded youth shouted to his best friend.
"Oh, just got recruited as a pilot for this Shitomathinger." He said, shrugging.
"Mazinger? Bah, this dream is about Getta Robo!" The burning passion of the boy could be heard seeping out of his voice.
"I said Shitomathinger, nothing about Mazinger." The unenthusiastic reply enraged his passion-filled friend.
"God damn it, use your super robot soul! Let your heart and soul burn with the flames of your passion! FEEL THE HEAT OF YOUR YOUTH!" Shinji shouted, and an aura of flames encircled the boy.
"Baka-Shinji!" Came another flaming being, except this was simply wild flames setting everything on fire. Not an aura which sent out waves of warmth.
"Eeep, gotta run, Touji. See you later!" The aura all but disappeared as Shinji ran at top speed down the hall, a demonic, red haired girl in tow.
The vibes from his friend finally getting to him, Touji cracked a smile. "It is better that I don't get too happy about this, friend."
Shinji made it safely into the Shitozan's cage. "Oh... My... God..." He said to himself, as a flame red girl bumped into him in a forced embrace. The surprised boy's face lit up like a tomato, as he continued muttering in usual Super Robot pilot fashion. "It's... It's the new... S2 Shitozan!"
"BAKA-SHINJI! Making me hug you like that!" The red haired girl screamed.
"AND THERE'S TWO OF THEM! AND ONE IS ALREADY COMBINED!" The boy swooned over the machines. "They're worth more than a girlfriend..."
This got him a slap from the demonic being. "Are you saying these machines are better than me!" She shouted into his face.
"You don't understand! Super robots are every man's dream!" He cried into the heavens more to the girl beside him. Then, his father stepped into the cage.
"And you're no man..." Muttered the girl, under her breath, seeing the commander on the catwalk.
"Pilot Ikari. Your enthusiasm is quite admirable. This is the S2 Shitozan. Instead of running on a cable, this will run on an S2 engine." The bearded, mysterious man calmly stated.
"Father! I love you! When can I go out in a test flight?" The boy's passion overrode his common sense, as he muttered the three words he swore he would never say to his bastard of a dad, and pulled him in an intimate father-son embrace.
"Tomorrow. Now get off of me." He demanded coldly.
"You're the really really really best, dad!" The boy said as he let go. "S2 Shitozan... I can't wait!"
As soon as the boy let go, his father had left the cages to summon Touji for a briefing in the cages. However, one of the S2 Shitozans moved.
"What the hell!" The red haired girl shouted, grabbing the attention of the swooning boy of passion back.
"Huh! Why is it moving!" The S2 Shitozan blasted the launch pads for the S2 Fighters, as it launched into the skies. The original Shitozan launched quickly after it.
"AYANAMI!" The boy of passion shouted. "NO! THE SHITOZAN CAN'T WIN!"
"I will protect Ikari." She said, as she took out the Shitozan Knife and fought in mists produced from her chilly nature. "I will buy time until he may launch in the S2 Shitozan."
As if on cue, Touji ran onto the catwalk with the commander.
"REI!" The commander shouted in a burst of emotion as he looked up. "RETREAT! WE CAN ACTIVATE THE ARMOR!"
"I will not allow the lab to be harmed, commander." She stated, as she deflected another S2 Shitozan Beam with her knife, making what was left of the blade vaporize.
"Wondergirl! You better live through this!" Asuka shouted to her teammate, as she jumped down into her fighter.
"Touji, let's go!" Shinji cried, following Asuka's lead, and landing painfully due to his less capable body. "Owww..."
"You're a wimp, idiot boy!" Asuka said, as she started the engine. Touji jumped into his fighter, and started his as well. However, S2 Baka wouldn't start due to damages to its main thruster, and needed time for the S2 Engine to regenerate.
"NO! AYANAMI! I HAVE TO SAVE AYANAMI!" The boy shouted as if that will quicken the pace, as he slammed the controls repeatedly. Just then, the engines started, but it was too late. A beam made its way to the lab, and Rei used herself as a shield. "AYANAMIIIIIII!"
"Ikari... sha...ll... Not... Be hurt..." She muttered through gritted teeth in pain, as she charged right into the activated S2 Shitozan and self destructed.
"AYANAMIIIIIIII! NOOO!" The boy wailed into the skies, as he lost a person important to him.
"Shinji, calm down." Touji tried to comfort his friend, but he failed miserably.
"LAUNCH! I'LL EXACT REVENGE WITH MY OWN HANDS!" He shouted, as he flew towards the glaring sun.
"Well, we can't stop baka-Shinji now!" Asuka followed.
"Shinji..." Touji flew as well, after Asuka.
The transmission screen turned on, and the escaped pilot of the hostile Shitozan revealed to be Bardiel, the Thirteenth Angel, though it was dead. However, another angel, the Eleventh, Ireul, spoke.
"I anticipated this. Witness my 1337 h4x0r 5ki11zzz!" The angel spoke, as dozens upon dozens of guided missiles were fired upon the Ikari Research Institute.
"You will DIE for killing Rei, you bastard!" Shinji screamed, tears in his eyes. "Lets go! S2 Shitozan Change! Shitozan Hentai!" He shouted to his team mates, as the same process to create Shitozan Baka was repeated, this time showing a more menacing body, which is consisted of a few extra spikes and plates.
"DOUBLE, SHITOZAN KNIFE!" He shouted as he maneuvered in such a way that his Double Shitozan Knife whirled around him slashing all of the guided missiles closeby into ribbons, making harmless explosions against its AT Field.
"Damn, some slipped. Your turn, Asuka!" He seperated the Shitozan.
"Alright, I'll show you how its done!" Asuka smiled a proud, arrogant smile. "S2 SHITOZAN CHANGE! BEST SHITOZAN!"
"Best Shitozan? What kind of name is that?" Touji's unenthusiastic question got him a glare of death, and he quickly concentrated his mind on combining.
The combination was much like the Great Shitozan, but this time, the mecha was completely red except for the legs, which are purple and its stomach black. Its head a lot longer, and its limbs a lot slimmer. One of its hands was a pin-like drill, the other a small flower-like thing, able to open and close to launch projectiles. It also has barely noticeable wing-like things on its back.
"SHITOZAN MISSILE!" She shouted, as she opened her bud-like arm releasing pollen that made little explosions, causing the nearby missiles to explode.
"I guess I have to use my trump card!" Iruel laughed, as a MASSIVE missile was launched, its size at least three times as large as the institute.
"Touji! Make yourself useful!" Asuka shouted to the final member, as she separated the S2 Shitozan once again.
"Alright, alright, devil girl. S2 Shitozan change. Shitozan Stooge." He said with his monotone, unenthusiastic voice.
This combination was totally different from the Shitozan Doll, WAY more different. The combination process was almost the same, the only difference being Asuka's fighter becoming the leg and crotch instead of a tread. The Shitozan Stooge had white legs, a black head and white torso with 2 black triangles above either of where the lungs would be. The body was purple, with green triangles right below the black triangles, pointing at the opposite direction.
"Shitozan blizzard." The chilliness in his voice froze the missile midair, as he grabbed the missile and threw it into the sun. "That was easier than expected."
"BECAUSE YOU HAVE NO HOT BLOODED PASSION!" The fuming leader shouted. "CHANGE BACK TO SHITOZAN HENTAI!"
"Alright, Shinji." Touji emotionlessly separated the Shitozan yet again, and combined back into the Shitozan Hentai.
"YOU! IRUEL! I'LL KILL YOU! THE ANGELSAURUS SHALL FEEL MY WRATH!" The hot blooded youth shouted. "DIE! SHITOZAN SPARK!" His voice filled with the flames of rage mixed with the fire of his soul, his aura burning from red, to blue, to purple, to green, and to red again. In reality, however, that's the body of the Shitozan glowing from the energy released by the S2 Engine.
Shinji Ikari vowed to destroy Iruel, and destroy he shall. He flew to the skies, and dived downwards into the opposing Angel inside of his little computer out in the middle of nowhere.
"NOOOO! YOU'LL CRASH INTO ME!" Iruel shouted in horror.
"I won't!" Came the reply, as the Shitozan rose its altitude right before it crashes into the ground, the aura flew out of the body and right into Iruel, causing the angel's insides to be swallowed up by the Sea of Dirac.
"AIEEEE!" The angel shouted as it blew up in a blaze of glory. The Shitozan was unharmed throughout this whole event.
"Great work, baka-Shi-MEINGOTT!"
The Shitozan crashed straight into a tree, head first, knocking Shinji out while the other pilots were safe.
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Shinji woke up, rubbed his eyes. "The dream is over?" He thought to himself, as 20 security agents jumped in, tied him up, and threw him into the back of a truck with 50 agents all pointing their guns at him. "What? What did I do?"
"You are charged with murder of Gendo Ikari. It is unfortunate that you must be taken into custody, despite your rank as captain of the Shitozan team." One of the agents informed the boy.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Shouted the boy, as everything went black.
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"NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Shinji woke with a scream, attracting the attention of Rei.
"Shinji-sama, are you alright?" Rei asked her master, in a worried tone.
"REI! You're alive, oh I'm so glad." Tears flew freely from the weak little boy's eyes, as he pulled Rei into a tight embrace.
"I do not see any reason I would be dead, Shinji-sama. Please let go of me, so I may deliver you your lunch." Rei said, though she was glad Shinji would allow her to be in an intimate position with him.
"I'm sorry!" Shinji released Rei, as he dropped back onto his bed. "Thanks for taking care of-wait, lunch! I slept though breakfast!"
"Yes Shinji-sama, you did." With that, Rei stepped out of the Third Child's room.
"My dreams are getting weirder and weirder... I should talk to Dr. Hasegawa about this." He sighed to himself, as he wondered how he managed to be so different in his dream and in real life.
"Which do I prefer? Hot blooded me, or the real life me?" He thought to himself, as he sighed again, this time with indecision. "No matter... I'll always be the weak little Shinji everybody knows..."
Shinji sighed yet again, this time in defeat, as he sank back into his pillow, content with his current life. He reached for his SDAT, and found a note where it was supposed to be. It was written in badly written Kanji, but upon closer inspection, he could make out what it says. Barely.
"Mine now! Baka-Shinji, hope you don't mind if I borrow it!
-Asuka"
"Ok, I am not content with my current life at all." He said to himself, closing his eyes to push back his emotions, clenching and unclenching his hand. The fact that his stomach was growling was not helping his rage. "At least I know she won't misuse it... Calm down... Calm down... Don't cry... Don't think about bad things... Think happy thoughts..."
To be continued... Maybe?
A/N: Not much development. Now we jump to the second part of Shinji's Hot Blooded Dreams, and only two more parts to go before I ditch the idea and think of a new one! Endure, everybody!
I am trying to use pointless chapters like this to eventually build up to something where I can read and go "OH! I HAVE THIS AWESOME IDEA!" or "OH! APPROPRIATE TIME TO USE AN ALREADY USED AWESOME IDEA THAT WILL STILL SEEM AWESOME BECAUSE IT'S USED AGAIN HERE!". Don't hurt me, theres about 5000 pointless words for you to read! About 1600 less if you don't read the pointless dreams!
Now, I hope you're still putting up with me. I finally found a place to put Rei to good use, now I just need to stuff in Kaji. Then I'll find a way to incorporate the good ol' World Restoration Project without it seeming horribly timed and horribly rushed.
Hopefully my next chapter will have plot, rather than naked random madness with bits and pieces of tidbits of development covering its essentials. But I can't promise anything. Here's an omake for your troubles!
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Asuka counted her wads of yen, as she sat cross legged and bare feet against the shady side of the school on a picnic cloth, wearing sunglasses, a straw hat, a torn shirt and some cloth pants patched many times below the knee. She looked like some run-down country street peddler that was dealing in bootlegged stuff from the mainland. She put the cash into her perfectly fine pockets, and looked at the long line of customers still waiting, each and every one a cute and pretty girl.
"Gee, Shinji is so damn popular... I might have competition..." She thought aloud to herself, getting death glares from all her customers. But none of the girls dared attack her, because the sign beside beside her read 'Copies of Shinji's SDAT Tape, 500 yen. I have the ORIGINAL."
Elsewhere, Shinji sneezed as he ate the lunch Rei prepared for him, spitting some oily lettuce all over his covers. "God damn it, people talk about me at the worst times!"