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Author's Note: Thank you sooooo much to all my reviewers. I decided ot do those uber-cool special repsonses, so here we go.

Cyber-Undead :Well, here's what happens to Asuka, as for SEELE that is yet to be written.

vic: It would appear that I am continuing.

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Ok, with the crappy responses done, here is Chapter 1. This may be combined with a "Chapter 2", but for now just take this.

Chapter 1 – Comatose

Asuka Langley Sohryu could not see the desolation of Tokyo-3 and the surrounding area. She couldn't hear the screams of the innocents, or the sound of the Evas mobilizing. She didn't know that her own beloved Evangelion unit 02 was under the control of one Nagisa Kaworu, who was currently using it to crush Rei. The blue haired pilot was using all her abilities and more, but her strength was failing, and Kaworu was pressing his advantage. Her AT Field wavered as Kaworu's only strengthened, his power seemingly untapped.

But Asuka didn't see. She was immersed in her own universe, quite unaware that she was slipping into a coma. Her body remained rigid, frozen in shock by her failure. Even as the persistent hands of a NERV doctor shook her hard, then harder, she did not move, remaining rigid. The hands didn't stop; tightening in desperation, as Asuka refused to move. "Please, please wake up, Asuka-san." The grip tightened even more, all of the doctor's fear poured into this one action.

"Momma, I'm sorry. I failed, Momma." Blue eyes stared fixedly ahead, as though seeing something not quite there.

"Please save us, Asuka-san, we need your help."

"I'm so sorry, Momma. I'm so sorry." At those words the doctor's grip released, and she sank to the floor, resting on her knees. The woman began to sob freely into her hands, unaware that Major Katsuragi and Doctor Akagi were watching her through a small camera hanging in the corner.

"Why, why are you so special, you little bitch," she hissed, "that you can run around bragging about your skills and when we actually need you, you refuse to help us because you're too afraid. Why? Why?" Her voice rose and as she screamed the last word both Misato and Ritsuko turned from the screen and bowed their heads.

"Well, she's not going to do us any good," Misato sighed, looking to Ritsuko for help, ideas, condolences, anything. She wished Kaji were here. He always knew what to do when something like this happened; he would have been able to snap Asuka out of her shock. She gritted her teeth, remembering how obsessed Asuka was with Kaji, and wished that he were here just to see her broken. Misato had never told Kaji she loved him, but somewhere, deep down, she really did.

"Where's the Fourth Child?" Ritsuko's voice punctured Misato's inner wanderings.

"He never appeared, although he might still be alive."

"That doesn't help. We need him right here, right now." Ritsuko's voice, though it displayed no definite emotion, was sharp and biting, leaving no room for argument.

"I'm a tactician, not a babysitter!" Misato strode away from Ritsuko, intent on the battle between Rei and Kaworu. She had taken a leap of faith and had Rei pilot Eva 01 instead of 00, believing 01 to be better suited to the battle, as it was closer to Eva 02 in build. Much to her excitement, 01 hadn't rejected Rei and so she had gone off to confront the last Angel.

"Fine, I'll find out myself." Ritsuko left, though Misato was too focused on the all-too-obviously one-sided battle before her eyes. Rei was an exceptional pilot, no doubt there, but Kaworu was above and beyond her level. She wondered why she had even tried to confront Tabris, knowing that Shinji was the one supposed to battle him. Of course, when they found Shinji dead, the plans had to be altered.

"Goddammit, Asuka, wake up!" Her voice shook and she bit her lip till she drew blood, stopping any additional outbursts. Major Misato Katsuragi wasn't given to being overly emotional on the job, but watching their last chance being crushed was not the ordinary scenario. If they could just make Asuka wake up, they may have a chance. Misato turned her eyes to the screen showing the events in the hospital ward, praying that some miracle had occurred.

Naturally, one hadn't. The doctor was still kneeling by the rigid, almost comatose Eva pilot, and Asuka herself seemed not to have moved an inch. Except her lips, they were still forming words, which even the doctor had to strain her ears to catch.

"I failed. Pathetic. Weak. I can't pilot it again." Tears leaked out of Asuka's eyes, some falling on the woman kneeling beside her, though she did not blink as the salty droplets ran down her face. In her mind she could see continuous pictures flashing; her mother hanging by a rope in an empty room, her mother and father when she was very young, Kaji, her kissing Shinji, Shinji and Rei-Wondergirl- and her all in their Evas. It was funny, really. Here she was, lying in a hospital bed when she was the only one left who could protect the headquarters, the city, even the world. As her mental pictures frayed at the edges and began to fade, drifting off into a sea of red and gray, Asuka's eyelids lowered ceremoniously, stopping the tear flow.

The sudden cease in water dripping onto her head caused the doctor to look up, and to see something, which she would have rather never seen. The scanner had let out a small bip and much to the woman's horror a word flashed on the monitor in bold green computer lettering.

"COMATOSE."

The thin red line monitoring Asuka's brain activity was slowing down alarmingly, eventually settling into a slow, steady "bip. bip. bip."

The doctor rose hurriedly, removing an oxygen mask from the table next to Asuka and fitting it over her face. The plastic bubble obscured pale, drawn lips and a curved, somehow noble, nose. The other end of the long tube running from the bubble was attached to an oxygen tank sitting broodingly in the corner, glaring a neon grey in the sterile white of the room. And she stood there. She stood staring at the monitor, almost in shock, just as Asuka had been only minutes ago, although it somehow seemed like forever. The one word, eight green letters winking cheekily at her, seemed to bring all her hopes crashing down. Because hope was gone. Hope wasn't there anymore. Hope was-

"COMATOSE."

-S.a.f.e.t.y-

Sirens wailed in fear throughout NERV headquarters and Tokyo-3, screeching of death and misery to all who stayed. Unit 02 had one hand curled around the neck of Unit 01, and the other hand held its knife, gleaming wickedly.

Rei's screams echoed all the way to Terminal Dogma.