Authors Note:

Thank you for the great amount of people reading this, it's been online for just over a day and is already my most popular FanFiction so please keep reading (although I'm noticing a lack of reviews)

Although thanks to Avhen – although it would make a bizarre plot twist I'm afraid not (maybe I should have written that scene better)

Regards

- LordTurkey XX

Chapter 4:"Let's Rock"

I knew I was being watched, despite the paper thin partition that shielded my body from the other occupants of the room I still knew I was being watched.

My ears picked up on the small noises of hidden cameras recording my every move from pulling off my t-shirt to stepping out my trousers as I donned a tighter set of gym clothing.

I didn't like this clothing, the white t-shirt that felt too short and kept riding up my arms to the blue shorts that barely made it down to my thighs, the shoes thankfully were comfortable but I knew I'd prefer to be wearing my own clothing instead of this regulation stuff supplied by Dr Akagi.

On the other side of the changing partition we're Dr Akagi, Misato and Kaji…each one eager to see how fit I was psychically and while some small part of me wanted to impress Misato with my strength I knew I was taking this test for my own piece of mind and benefit.

I remembered sitting up upon the bed and effortlessly snatching the flying telephone from the air without really realising I'd performed the action; as if my muscles did it instinctively and compulsively. That wasn't the only event I was questioning leaping from a building to land un-scaved upon the floor bellow wasn't a normal occurrence but I'd still felt no fear and I knew deep inside of me that I'd survive the fall.

As I exited I nodded to the three and tried to ignore Dr Akagi's clipboard and who ever was on the other end of the camera's watching me.

There was a horrible silence as I stretched and did warm ups and I avoided making eye contact with anybody.

"Kaji rock music please" I said in poor Japanese but still a drastic improvement then twenty four hours previously where I couldn't speak nor understand the language at least now I had the basics.

"Rock music?"

"Sets a good tempo" I muttered whilst advancing on the single punch bag that hung from a central beam in the roof.

"Lets see just how strong I am" I muttered to myself out of earshot of the others.

Turning my back to the isolated bag I spun around and violently roundhouse kicked the punch bag in perfect time with the opening beats of a song I had never heard before.

I kept up the onslaught with a flurry of quick punches that made the bag swing unpredictably upon its chain until I realise I was hitting the bag with such fury and skill that I was keeping it practically vertical.

My eyes glanced at the people watching me:

Misato had a look of disbelief upon her face while Dr Akagi was frantically scribbling notes…Kaji on the other hand was tapping his hand against his leg in time with the music.

Misato yelled some warning which I didn't need.

Keeping my feet grounded I shifted my weight and leaned back narrowly avoiding the forgotten heavy punch bag as it swung through the area my body had inhabited seconds previously.

Keeping my eyes on one fixed point upon the wall I let rip into the punch bag directly behind me: my hearing and instincts telling me where it was positioned as each elbow and backfist struck quickly one after another.

I didn't realise I was yelling "Ki" points with each strike until as the music was entering its crescendo I leaped up into the air and twisted my entire body around landed a powerful jumping roundhouse upon the bag just as it swung into me.

The impact threw me to the floor, my back striking the floor before god knows what instinct took over and I was rolling backwards and upon my feet.

The only sound in the room was the echo of my final yell of aggression and the mammoth thud as the heavy bag slammed into the wall…my final kick had destroyed its moorings.

Everyone's eyes were drawn to the bag, the small impact crater in the plaster wall a testament to the strength it had impacted with.

In the stunned silence I clicked the bones in my neck and turned to the room:

"That good enough for ya?" I yelled at the hidden cameras.

The lift slowly clicked down the floors until the pair arrived at their destination, For minutes neither Misato or Ritsuko had said a single word about "Mr X" but as soon as they'd used up idol talk they knew they'd have to address the issue.

"Did you see that?"

"Of course I saw it I was in the same room remember?" Ritsuko said with sarcasm in her voice.

"I've never seen strength like that before from a human"

"Neither have I but it wasn't strength alone he used in that display, he showed awareness of his surroundings a swell as phenomenal self control…"

"That was self control?" Misato questioned

"Yes, you saw the anger in his eyes, he knew he was being observed and he could have easily attacked any of us Major Katsuragi"

"He wouldn't do that"

"You sure? He's already had several opportunities to escape and if he did with that sort of strength I wouldn't be surprised if the commander ordered him executed"

"He wouldn't order something like that"

"Maybe if he displayed a violent nature but thankfully he seems quite passive and neutral"

"So its gonna be ok if I put him into Japanese schooling?"

"I don't see why not, he can read, write and speak passable Japanese the only problem I can see is he doesn't like the dress code"

"Well he'll have to get use to the fact we're not bending over backwards for him"

"Phenomenal" Vice commander Fuyutsuki said watching the footage over the commander's shoulder.

"Indeed so yet more evidence he's a spy"

"What do you suggest?"

"We appeal to his human nature"

"We don't know If he's got any, if he intends to initiate the instrumentality project…"

"He won't, he's no puppet of SEELE the old men couldn't find someone this special!"

"Even with the other Magi systems in the US, Germany and China?"

"No he's simply unique and as I was saying we appeal to his sense of human nature and enlist him to help our battle against the angels"

"You want to make him a pilot?" Fuyutsuki said shocked for a brief second:

But if he is a spy giving him command of an Eva could give him phenomenal firepower against us

"Yes, Major Katsuragi informs me he's now enrolled within the School"

"The front for the Marduk institute?"

"Precisely, let him become accustomed to life then enlist him as the fifth child hopefully before the 8th angel attacks, with such strength and obvious martial arts experience he'll easily become a strong pilot"

"If he can synchronise with an Eva"

"We know nothing of his parents of lineage so I have no reason to see why not"

"The Magi say he knows ninjitsu"

"The forgotten martial art?" Gendou said with a sharp gasp

"Yes what Eva do you suggest?"

"If he does indeed know ninjitsu then he could possible do pre-emptive strikes against the Angels before they threaten the geofront"

"But with the current power technology…"

"Designate him unit 04 and give the 2nd branch authorisation to equip it with the S2 engine"

"I don't think the Nevada branch would approve of that"

"Of course they will, we gave them the rights to make unit 04 and 03 so they will jump inline to our commands for fear of giving Germany the privilege"

"But if he is a spy…we could be sealing our own fate" Fuyutsuki finally making his uncertainty's known.

"If he does indeed turn rogue then he is still outnumbered by our pilots and can easily be eliminated especially when the dummy plug project is completed"

"I see, I'll make the necessary arrangements"

"Very well"

I slept on the way back to Mistao's apartment, although I'd been encouraged to call it home I didn't. I wanted to believe that somewhere out there I already had a home and someday I would return to it.

I'm not surprised I slept…despite Misato's driving.

I had hardily slept the night before; the sound of Shinji's breathing although it was hypnotic I failed to succumb to the regular beat and let my own lungs join in with a similar rhythm.

I wanted to dream…but no dreams came.