You know the Gyst, I don't own anything to do with Evangelion, I wish I did but then the entire series would terninto an uber spam fic and everybody would hateit. Ohandby psychological anaylses of why I do this it's merely to stoke my own ego due to frustration I experience in real life. Huh . . . I guess the psychology really does make fanfic writing seam depressing . . . meh . ..oh well.
Prologue: Yuki Soldier
Tokyo-3 was a major city in every sense of the word, the population despite the Angel attacks driving people away, was still large due to thousands of people employed by NERV. The support infrastructure for the fortress city was awesome and its population was ever busy. It was in this environment that Rei Ayanami slipped out from the alleyway, walking quickly, she carried only a small brown bag which she quickly tucked into her satchel. Her contact had gotten what she had requested, an especially difficult acquisition, but well worth the money. Rei was well aware how hard it was to acquire what sat in the small bag which betrayed no hint of its contents.
It had started innocently enough, the first time, it had been right there on the subway chair she was sitting next to. She had starred at if for a long time, before on a rare impulse she picked it up out of curiosity. It wasn't like anyone was coming back for it. She had seen other children do it, so it couldn't be that bad. She had assumed it would simply be a waste of time and she would soon be able to disregard it. But after her first time she couldn't stop . . . She went over the feeling it gave her again and again. She couldn't understand what drew her to it.
She reached her apartment and went dashing up the four flights of stairs to her apartment. Quickly pulling the key to the new lock from her pocket. Commander Ikari had not been suspicious when she had asked for the lock, he hadn't even known it was broken in the first place. The only reason she had even asked for a lock was to protect her stash, as it were.
Walking quickly over to her bed she sat down pulled off her shoes and socks before flopping down heavily on the mattress. She pulled the bag once more from her satchel and paused, hand poised. This sensation . . . Rei thought curiously, it felt like her stomach was crawling about inside her in anticipation of what she was about to lay eyes upon. She steeled herself, this was one of her only pleasures, the Commander had not disapproved, but then he didn't know, didn't need to know, she wasn't hurting the scenario by doing this. It did not adversely affect her, she could stop whenever she wanted, other people did this . . .
She pulled her acquisition from the small bag, eyes began distant as she as she lost herself in her addiction.
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Kensuke Aida continued to count the bills as he whistled to himself. He didn't mind being a source for other people. He made plenty of money getting such a rare commodity into the hands of those who could truly understand the joy it brought, he had been very surprised when he found one Rei Ayanami as a customer, and she wanted something a lot more exotic then the usual stuff. Something in very short supply, it had taken his network weeks to make a reasonable acquisition on something so unusual. He knew of course that he could get in trouble with the law for what he did. Unlicensed resale was illegal after all.
Who would have thought Rei had a thing for Yuki Soldier Manga . . . Well, getting Volume twelve took me a while, but it was worth it. He continued to count the bills, for such a rare acquisition Rei had paid three times as much as the comic had originally cost, admittedly it had been in beautiful condition and Rei seemed like the kind of person to be trusted to take care of such items. Its kinda weird seeing her do something normal like read Manga . . . I never thought she was such a military Otaku either . . . She's asked for a lot of military manuals. Hmmm . . . She always seems to be in a daze when she requests military books . . . But it's not like it does any harm . . . Kensuke had know idea how wrong he was.
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Sighing contentedly Rei carefully placed her new acquisition in the special plastic sleeve she had purchased for it. She didn't want any of her growing collection to get damaged and she always treated them with infinite care. This volume had completed the Praetorian arc, the second arc in the series and with another one hundred and eighty volumes to collect , Rei saw no end in sight. She took the book to her closet and carefully opened it, getting on her hands and knees she pulled a pair of old shirts off of her hoard. Her collection of carefully preserved Yuki Soldier Manga sat stacked inside a make shift book shelf at the back of the closet. Along with it were four other acquisitions she had made, the Commander did not care what she used her credit card for as long as she didn't charge anything too extravagant and the money she had used was set aside in a private account so he would never be the wiser about this unusual addiction.
The first item was a twelve inch replica of the Type-88 titan Yuki had fought against in Volume three, its four red eyes looked cruelly down from its position atop the small bookshelf upon the older Type-74 Yuki had piloted in her fight against it, the noble machine's single Cyclops eye glared back up defiantly.
One of theothers was aPVC model of the Manga's primary antagonist, Adam Ralson the Commander of the secret paramilitary organization Messiah. The figurine starred into the distance sternly, 9mm semi automatic poised in one hand gloved.
Standing next to the first figure was the figurine of the series protagonist, Yuki Toyama, an escaped experiment turned heroin who seemed to overcome her social and emotional shortcomings despite hardship and embarrassment. The figurine showed her in a classic pose holding one of her trademark machine pistols in her left hand and a combat knife in the other. Her black and blue jacket hung from her frail shoulders, back arched, blue eyes narrowed behind a pair of protective goggles, teeth gritted, short brown hair whipped in an imaginary wind.
Looking between figurine and girl there was remarkable resemblance. It had occurred to Rei that she may have been sympathetic towards a fictional character. She didn't see the problem with that, it didn't hurt anything, finding points of similarity between her own origins and circumstances, and those of a fictional character would not adversely affect the scenario.
With this in mind Rei went to lay down, it was still quite early but she had felt tired over the last few nights as though she had not been sleeping enough. Sleep claimed her quickly that night and in moments her breathing became slow and deep. In the darkness the dreary little apartment was almost peaceful as soft moonlight flooded in through the window to paint a small patch of gently light across the sleeping figure.
Rei's eyes snapped open suddenly seeming to shift in and out of focus until a consciousness finally took control, getting up quickly she looked about and nodded to herself. It was time to get to work. The first thing she did was grab the spare satchel from its place beside the front door. Quickly heading into the bathroom she got ready. None constricting clothes were best, protection would be nice but if she got caught on a job she was screwed anyway. She looked at herself curiously in the mirror, it was subconscious on Rei's part as she began to put on her clothes, as her clothes changed her body changed as well. Not significantly, but the differences were enough.
She absently brushed aside a strand of rapidly darkening hair as she finished dressing and looked at herself in the mirror. Deep blue eyes looked back, she nodded quietly as she turned and left the small bathroom turning off the light as she went. She withdrew the machine pistol she had smuggled from a NERV armory in one of her trances never realizing what she was doing as she made of the acquisitions that led to this. Sliding a twelve inch long combat knife into its sheath across her back she slipped from the apartment without alerting the Section Two agents and made her way towards NERV.
The streets were dark as she sprinted quickly heading towards a GeoFront entrance, she chose one well away from her residence. It took an hour and a half to find the entrance her eyes narrowed slightly as she considered possibly entry methods and then nodded. There was an emergency entrance system that could be used, if one knew there way it was child's play to evade NERV's security.
With an ease born of hours of practice the pale now fully brown haired girl worked the action on her machine pistol. "Enemy of humanity, Gendo Ikari . . . You have hidden yourself well, but I will discover your dark secrets. The darkness that you have brought to this city has made you my enemy." The girl smiled evilly. "You really shouldn't have done that." At that moment it could be seen in girl's eyes that Rei Ayanami was not at the moment present. No, the mind that now plotted a war against an enemy so much like her own past tormentors could only be identified, would only be identified as . . . Yuki . . . Toyama . . .
