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Final War Evangelion,
By: B.C Sealey
Chapter One: The Start Of a New Story
Pre reading by: Ghostman and Cheese
June 29th 2018 Osaka 2, Japan, 9:05 am….
In the tourist town of Osaka 2, Yuki Adachi, a young woman walks into a traditional Japanese restaurant. She was around 17 in age with short black hair that gave her a tom boyish appearance, along with dark brown eyes.
Her expression seemed to give away the fact that she had been having a very chaotic mourning. She had woken up late for her breakfast shift, got into a heated argument with her boyfriend. Not to mention the fact that her piece of shit car wouldn't start this mourning.
This day couldn't get any worst, could it?
She walked past further into the establishment. It wasn't much, mainly a dining room with about nine or ten tables, a bar and the kitchen area, but it still brought in pretty good income.
She passed one of the tables, only to stop as she saw something that just made her day. Normally, it wouldn't have bothered, but considering that she was tired, pissed at the world and in the middle of her period, she couldn't hold back.
She walked, rather marched, over past two tables to a young man with his head laid down. He was out cold, almost as if he had ether got so damn drank he couldn't stay awake or hadn't had a lick of sleep in days and that was what concerned her. For the past week he looked as if he was barley able to stand on his own two feet. Granted he was always depressed, but still.
She suspected the second, mainly because in the past year and a half she had known him, he wasn't a heavy drinker. To tell the truth he had never seen him drunk once, even at the all the college parties she had managed to get them into.
He had chestnut brown hair which touched his shoulders and covered his eyes. He was roughly around five nine in height with some muscles, but he was no muscle head or athlete. Still, she had to admit he looked pretty good even though she was two years his senior.
He was a kind-hearted person, a sweet natured individual who couldn't possibly harm anybody. He listened, smiled when they really needed it and was there for them when they could count on him. True kindness and sincerity was something that the was lacking today, unlike some dicks she knew. They seemed to live in a world where people always tried to harm other people.
Still, while this made girls draw to him like metal to a super magnet, there was something that made them walk away from him. Something they could see in his eyes, an unexplained sorrow that seemed to always be present, even when he was laughing and carrying on with friends. No matter what would happen it always seemed to be present, like nothing could end the pain that he felt.
He would occasionally say things when girls said that they liked him. Stuff like "I don't think that would be a good idea or even better, "I don't think you would like me very well." It was almost as if he was trying to keep them a way from him. Like he had some deep dark secret that was so horrible, he was afraid they might get hurt.
Still, the girls, Yuki included, were still interested in him. They often times flirted with him, whether it be cuddling and brushing up against his skin or wearing something reveling tops that displayed their cleavage to the world. Most times, he would look away from them and still they could see the sorrows that seem to prevent him from ever knowing true happiness.
They had asked him out a few times and he obliged them, but still nothing seem to work him out of the dark cloud that seem to hang over his head. One even threw herself at him, saying that if he wanted, she would let him do whatever he wanted as long as he wanted.
He still refused.
They had given up after that, going as far as to say that he liked "to bang men only". Others were even colder going as far as to insult him in front of people and shun him when the poor boy thought they were his friends. Coward, wimp, moron, baka. She had been pretty sure that he heard them all at least a thousand times. Still there were still a few who continued to try and fail miserably to win him over.
"Honey, when you decide to stop acting like the world hates you and start acting like a man, come see us." was what some of her girlfriends once said to him.
Nonetheless, she was fed up with it. He was not only acting like his dark cloudy self again, but their manger nearly fired him yesterday. She suspected that the old man, Mr. Seito, was probably back in the kitchen cooking and hadn't come out to check on him.
The girl shook her head. It looked like she had to save his ass again, but the way she intended to do it was not just a simple shake. She instead leaned over into his ear, slowly opened her mouth and...
"AKITO! "
The dreaming boy known as Akito snapped his head up, looking quickly from side to side. His right ear had that annoying ringing feeling and at one point, he considers the possibility of declaring himself partially deaf.
He heard a slight chuckle and he turned towards its origin, his coworker Yuki Adachi a tired, but very annoyed glare. Instead of causing her to stop laughing, she continued on this time more hysterical then before. Akito let out a sigh as he wiped his eyes.
"So you finally decided to join the world of the living again Mr. Hikawa." she said mockingly.
His eyes narrowed angrily at her, but a second later, he gave it up. He wasn't really in the mood to be acting mad or angry today. He was too tired to care. He yawned and stretched, letting his limbs loosen up.
"Do you get off on tormenting me Yuki?"
"No I have a boyfriend for that."
She tensed. She was sitting here having a pleasant conversation with a friend, only to be reminded of her already shitty morning. His voice came back to her, him calling her useless, a slut, unfaithful. She was reminded of something her aunt told her a few years back.
"Men...once they got some, they try to see what else they can do to you."
"You and Ryo get in another argument?"
She looked at him, with a look of surprised. For somebody so antisocial, he had some really great observational skills. "Yeah we did. How'd you guess?"
"You were acting like that last week to. He didn't...you know?"
"No he didn't. Ryo may act macho, but he's a bigger wuss then you Akito. All jocks are like that I think. "
He chuckled. "Reminds a little bit of somebody I once knew."
Yuki then noticed him grow pale, as if what he had just said dragged some lost memory from the depths of hell it's self. It was then she decided that she could no longer sit back and let him push everybody away.
"Akito. You okay?"
He looked at her, forcing a fake smile. "Yeah, I'll be fine."
Her eyes narrowed in on him. "Bullshit. You keep telling us things are okay, yet you keep pushing people away. Hell, if you weren't such an anti social nutcase I know half a dozen girls who would throw themselves at you."
"I'm not all that great though."
"I don't think so and there are many people here who don't think it. You have a lot of great qualities that are redeemable and admirable."
"What redeemable admirable qualities do I have?"
She wanted to beat his ass anime style with a five-ton baka mallet for that one. "God dammit, why do you have to act so down? You think you're the only one on this fucking planet with problems! Get over yourself!"
"Yuki, you think that now, but if you knew-"
She couldn't take it anymore. All of this, plus what had happened this mourning he had to let it loose. She reached over the table, drew her hand back and smacked him as hard as she could.
A split second later, she gasped in shock. She had meant to hit him, just not as hard as she intended. The entire right side of Akito's face was red, showing signs of bruising and he had a stunned expression on his face. She felt guilty for taking her anger out on him.
"Akito, I'm-"
"That's enough you two!"
They turned to see an older man with hardly any hair of his gray hair left on his head. He had a thick beard and mustache on his face. He was a short man, smaller then the two teens with a stout round belly jutted out from his chest.
He approached the both of them, first turning to give the girl in the room a fierce glare. "Yuki! I will discuss this with you later, but while we are here I want one thing understood. If I ever and I mean ever, catch you doing something like that again, your ass is fired. "
She winced at his voice. "Yes sir."
"Good. Now I need to talk with Akito, so could you please go to the kitchen and check on things. I have fish and ramen cooking. "
"But sir, Akito didn't do anything-"
"That isn't your concern. Now go before I get mad."
Letting her head fall in defeat, she gave the brown haired boy a sympathetic look before walking away.
Once the kitchen door closed, the older, Mr. Seito, looked back at Akito with the same sympathetic look.
"You look like hell. Coffee?"
He would have declined, but the older man was already up and going to get some coffee in the back. He had been like that all two and a half years he had been working and living in the small apartment above the guy's house.
He sighed as he tied his long chestnut brown hair back into a ponytail. Which he wore most of the time. Of course, his name wasn't really Akito Hikawa. It was funny that they even took in somebody with no past records of any kind, but he owed that to Mr. Seito. The older man took care of everything for him in that regard.
He heard the older man come back up and put his cup in front of him. The boy known as Akito picked it up and sipped on the warm cup of brew, it's sweet caffeine taste helping him perk up a little.
"I'm sorry I asked you to come in today, but I was just trying to help you. I saw the signs as early as last week. That time of the year I suppose."
Akito shook his head. "No, it's my fault. I can't use it as an excuse anymore.
Seito chuckled, which earned him a glare from the boy.
"You should take your own advice. So, is it the same ones like the past two years?"
The boy nodded. "Yeah, only they were worst this year then last. I keep remembering all of them, my father, my old friends, EVA."
There was silence for a moment and for that moment; Akito could see the visions again. The explosive battles where somebody always got killed or injured. The friends he had and how he ended up destroying them. The blue haired girl who remained him so much of his mother and the purple haired girl who was a lot like n older sister or mother. In some ways, she reminded him of how Yuki was.
Then there was Asuka. Shinji shook his head. No, he wouldn't think about that here. He was a new person with a new life. He was free, free from it all.
He should be happy, right?
Seito interrupted his thoughts. "You know, my grandmother once told me something. She said that dreams are symbolic of what we feel inside our heart. Kinda of creepy when you think of it at first, but I think it's true. When you constantly dream of a girl every night with the thoughts of only wanting to be with her, it is a symbol of your love for that girl."
He looked at him. "In your case, you attempt to run away from who you were and thus by shielding it away from the world, you are forced to remember who you were. You can't keep running away forever Shinji. Eventually, you will have to accept who you are."
Akito Hikawa or rather Shinji Ikari looked away, saying nothing in response. Seito sighed, he knew that this was a meaningless effort, just like every time over the past two years had been. Ever since he found the boy sleeping in the alley of his restaurant and learning the truth of what he had been through, he and his wife had done everything they could to get him to see what was wrong with him, but to no avail.
The first months were terrible, mainly because they didn't know everything right away. They thought he was a very abused child; he certainly had the mental signs for it. Every night, the boy would wake up screaming names like" Kaoru! "Or "Asuka!" so much so Seito actually had to go out and get a subscription for sleeping pills. He hardly ate at all and on several times tried to kill himself.
Seito glanced at the boy's right arm. A white scar was on his wrist, the mark of his last attempt. They had to take him to the emergency ward and it had been hard for them to help him. That was when they came up with his current alias and with help from his grandfather's life savings; they managed to get him a blood transfusion.
When he regained conscious, he wasn't really happy that he was still alive. He raged for five minutes until his wife slapped him and told him to get a hold of himself. When he did, they told him they wanted to help. They wanted him to tell them what had happened to make him like this.
After a few days he came clean. At first they didn't believe him until his wife looked him up online. The UN had published the official information with his picture...and a very large reward attached to it for his retrieval.
They considered turning him in, but after seeing the pain those people had caused him, they didn't. Instead, they started working with him, helping him heal the wounds his soul had suffered. It was the least they could do; after all it isn't every day when a great international war hero lives in your house.
In time, they came to accept him as the child they never had. His wife was sterile and could never have children as a result of a birth defect. Life had been pretty lonely before and they couldn't more proud then to call him son.
Eighteen months ago, nearly an entire year after he was brought into their home, he started working for the restaurant owned by his father and grandfather. It had been rebuilt after the Second Impact and while it wasn't a five stair restaurant, it brought in enough money.
They had made a lot of progress in those months. Shinji and Yuki, his only employee before then, became good friends. Although from what Yuki had told him, he wasn't a real social person. It was understandable and as much as he wanted to say why, he didn't. Shinji trusted him not to.
He was afraid as well. In a sense, Shinji was an infamous celebrity, looked at by some as a sort of Messiah and by others as the Antichrist. So much so that a religious cult from Europe, known as SOG or the Solders of God, sought to find the dubbed and since named "demon of unholy destruction" and assassinate him before he could do more harm to the lord. There had been ten murders in the past six months which had been connected to them. All of which were children Shinji's age suspected of being the all powerful EVA pilot.
Those creeps angered him. How could they try to harm any of those children after they went through so much to save them all? Even if it was true, that he murdered the messengers of God, he only did it because he had to follow the rules of people who were in power. He was just a child who was forced into a destiny that he most certainly didn't want.
Tearing his way from his thoughts, he focused on the boy himself. He was still silent, his cup halfway full. Seito jut hoped he wouldn't try to kill himself again. It would cause Sakura's heart to break in half if her foster child had died.
After taking a sip from his cup, Seito finally spoke. "I want you to take today and tomorrow off. Do what ever you want, go to the beach, go out and party, but do something to take your mind off of this."
"That isn't necessary you know. I can work just fine."
Seito shook his head. "No you can't. Personally, I'm afraid that you'll burn my damn kitchen down like you almost did last week. "
"But-"
"No, butts son. This is to give you the time you need to get over what's bothering you. Call Sakura if you're going to be out late."
Letting his head fall in defeat, Shinji got up and headed for the door. "I'll go, but could you at least not punish Yuki. She didn't do it on purpose."
"I wasn't planning to. As a matter a fact, a good slap seems to help you now and then."
Shinji nodded, showing a smile sign of a happy smile before fading away into the self-loathing person he was. He was about to walk outside when Seito called to him.
"Shinji, Remember what I said. You can't run away from who you are forever."
The former third child said nothing as he left. Seito looked down at his cup with sweet brown liquid. He had done all he could to help, but he didn't know how much more he could do.
Twelve hours later, the great metropolis known as Tokyo 3 was getting ready for night. It was a Friday, so the town was busy as people go out to enjoy the night life. Since the end of the war, the city had enjoyed a speedy rebuilding phase and most of what was destroyed was ether completely rebuilt or would be soon enough. It was well on it's way top becoming mankind's fortress once again.
All of this was observed from the balcony of Misato Katasuragi's apartment by one Rei Ayanami. The now seventeen year old pilot takes in the sight of the noisy city as the moonlight from the full moon graces her body.
The young girl had gone through many unique changes physically. Her hair was slightly longer and had even developed a small tan from going to the beach with Misato and her friends from school. She filled a little more and grew a little bit taller as well making her an even more stunning young woman.
Her mind was too plagued with the same thing she had thought about last year and the year before on this very same night. Rei would have gone out with her friends tonight, but instead choose to be alone. The first child had been thinking about the significance of tomorrow. Tomorrow was the three-year anniversary since the end of the war and the disappearance of her brother.
She remembered everything that followed the incident that had resulted in her killing Gendo Ikari. They had come home to find Shinji and tell him what happened, only to find that he was no where in sight. His room looked normal and nothing was missing. He had left everything behind including his cherished SDAT player and the cello that belonged to his mother.
They immediately went on the hunt along with an organized group of NERV officers and members to search the town. The hospital had reported that he had stopped by earlier to see Asuka, but left shortly afterwards. Shinji had always been a hard child to keep track of, even with an elite security team always following after him.
She remembered that night when they finally quit. Misato cried for four hours and after the first two, Rei followed suit. She now understood the reason for tears, but back then she couldn't help but be baffled by them. All she knew was there was this heavy feeling in her chest and she couldn't understand it and that she wanted her brother to come home. That way they could be a family.
After everything about NERV had become public, the U.N. put up a reward that would lead to the search for Shinji Ikari. A reward was posted to the reward and there had been many crocked scams over the years, all of which had failed miserably.
They had no luck over the past years of where he could be and soon the fear grew over the past six months. SOG, the Solders Of God, had been attacking NERV headquarters. Various attacks against them included bombing, assassinations of NERV members, beheadings and much more. However, the murdering of young children, all of which had brown hair and ocean blue eyes were what horrified them. Each time it happened they were scared like hell for the DNA tests to come back positive.
They had been lucky this far. How long would it be until they received a test confirming a positive result?
"What are you doing out here?"
She turned and smiled to see Misato walk up beside her. "Just thinking." she replied.
"I know...I miss him too Rei."
A lot had happened in three years. Misato was now Commander of NERV, having just been granted the position after the retirement of former Commander Futyuski a few months ago. NERV was now fully under the strict control of the U.N. and was still in charge of the Evangelions. EVA Units 00 and 03 were rebuilt. Touji Suzahara, now 17 as well, was once again a pilot, after he was given the latest in biomechanical prosthetic limbs that were based of the Evangelion's technology.
The U.N. also approved the building of the new A.P. or Advanced Production models two years ago as well. Unit 05 and 06 were now under the control of NERV Japan as of last month The new pilots arrived from Russia and America. Unit 07 from England and Units 08 and 09 from China were to be completed soon. Unit 10 was halfway constructed in the newly formed Australian branch. The newly named Mass Production Unit's 11-21 were in their designing stages, but were still awaiting U.N. approval and assignment to who would get to build them. Then more then likely, each country would be building their own personal army of Evangelions.
In other words, the world was arming its self in case of an encounter with its worst enemy: its self.
The purple haired woman let out a yawn. "Well, I think I'm going to turn in early. Those bastards from the UN haven't given me a decent night's sleep in ages. Don't you stay up too late either. You got sync tests tomorrow."
"I will... I just want to think for a while"
"Don't think to hard about it Rei. We both already know that Shinji wouldn't have wanted you to worry about him."
"Misato, do you think that he's..."
Misato shook her head. "No. I don't think he's dead."
"How are you so certain?"
Misato smiled. "I just know that's all."
Rei didn't turn to greet Misato. "I see. Then, I believe the same thing as well."
"We'll see him again Rei."
"I know. Goodnight Misato."
"Goodnight Rei."
The women went to leave, closing her door behind her. When she was sure she was gone, Rei withdrew an object from her pocket. It was Shinji's SDAT player, the one he use to carry with him. Now, whenever she was lonely and wanted her brother, Rei would play it to ease her mind.
The blue haired girl popped the headphones into her ears and hit play. Seconds later, the soft sounds of cello strings sung into her ears. The melody was beautiful, soothing as the warm touch of the summer winds against her skin.
And on the balcony, Rei started to cry once more.
Misato closed her door and went to lie down on her bed. She sniffled, wiping her eyes as she changed into her sleeping attire. By the time she laid down, she was crying again.
The past three years had been hard and now it would get even harder. She didn't tell Rei the bad news because it would break hers and all of their friends' hearts.
The UN had considered the fact that Shinji had already committed suicide. Last month, they posted a notice stating that Shinji Ikari had committed suicide several months ago.
"We can't afford to waste more time and energy searching for him. Not when we have better trained pilots then him at our disposal. "was what a spokesman from the UN had said.
Nothing had happened since concerning the Solders. They suspected that they had gone into hiding since the UN special forces had targeted them. They had bases all over the world in the United States, the Middle East and most of Europe. However, it could take months, years for them to all be hunted down.
Still, she had to believe like Rei did. Shinji was alive and they would find him someday. And in the meantime, all she could do was hope.
Then, there was Asuka. That had been a sore topic over the past two years. After she woke from her coma, just months after Shinji had left; Asuka shunned all kinds of human contact. The few times Misato went to visit her during recovery were horrible. Misato had seen the redhead enraged before and had always encouraged her mental health, but what she had seen before shook her to the core and what was said left deep cuts in her soul.
Eventually, Asuka recovered enough to where she was able request a transfer and move back to Germany. Misato had been at the airport the day she left. She remembered begging her to stay with her in Japan.
Asuka didn't seem to listen or for that matter, care to listen. She said not a word, not even a goodbye. She just got on the plane and left without saying a word to anybody, not even to her best friend, Hikari Horaki who had come to see her off.
Unit 02 was also shipped back to the Berlin branch. From what she heard, after a year of psychological treatment to help deal with the trauma she had received at the hands of the 15th Angel, Asuka managed to synchronize with Unit 02 again. The only other thing Misato had heard about Asuka since then was that she had returned to the University of Berlin to continue her education in Bio Chemistry. She would have her masters soon before she even turned 18.
Misato sighed as she lay down on her bed. Three of the people she had ever cared about and never told were gone from her life. One was dead, another possibly was to and the last wanted nothing to do with her. If it wasn't for Rei, she would probably have given up long ago.
Misato muttered something before letting her exhaustion carry her to sleep. "Shinji, if you're out there. If you're still alive, please come home. We need you. Please, just come back to us."
Meanwhile, on one of Osaka's beaches, Shinji walked along the shoreline. The sun had went down about four or five hours ago. He wasn't too sure, but he was pretty sure it would soon be midnight. He spent his day off watching a little TV, going to the arcade a little, but for the most part he spent it wondering the town.
He looked at the darkened sky before closing his eyes and letting the breeze pass over him. He really loved the peacefulness of this place. The warm air often helped clear his thoughts and made him relax. It helped forget about everything, even if it were just for a little while.
He was pretty sure he was the only one down on the beach; say except the boy and girl around his age that he found making out in the sand. He had decided to leave before they decided to get really serious.
He felt the usual pangs of jealously that he felt when he saw such a thing. In a way, he hated seeing people living their lives and in the same sense, he envied them. All his life had ever been was pain and suffering from when he was five. He often wondered what it would be like to be normal and if he would ever get the chance one day.
Even though he had the chance given to him many times by girls that were older and of the same age, he couldn't do it. Love was something that he wanted for so long. He knew that the girls he knew thought they saw something in him that was not true. It was a lie, like the rest of his life, one that he fabricated to protect himself.
Still, Shinji couldn't bring himself to seek that affection. That would be using them, almost like his father, Misato and NERV had used him. He was also far away from putting the entire Angel War incident behind him. A girlfriend was something he didn't need yet or more importantly, shoulder some of the burden from his past on.
He opened his eyes and continued walking staring at the sand in front of him. What he didn't know was that out of a now where oblivious a mysterious figure appeared from nowhere in front of him. None of his or her features could be seen as they were cloaked in white and concealed by a hood.
He continues to walk until he ran into whom ever it is, knocking him down on to ground, exposing the person's face.
"Oh. I'm sorry I didn't see you..."
He stopped as he saw what sitting person looked like. It was a girl in her early teens, possibly fourteen or fifteen years of age. She had pale white skin that seemed even whiter in the moonlight. Her hair was short, similar to Yuki's but its color was unnatural, a deep forest green or something like that.
Her eyes was what made him freak out. They were the all too familiar, crimson red, just like Rei and Kaoru. As a matter of fact, she looked like she could pass for Rei's sister except for the color of her hair.
He felt his pulse quicken, fear and paranoia taking control. He turned around and began to walk away very fast from her, trying hard not to be rude and run. That girl reminded him of his past life, the same life he was struggling to forget.
He didn't get far when he heard her call to him. "You are running away again, Shinji Ikari."
He froze in his tracks, paralyzed completely. His worst fears had finally come true, NERV had found him. They were going to take him back or even worst, they were going to kill him for leaving. He willed himself to move, but knew it was futile. Section 2 agents were probably up and down the beach, probably carrying high powered military assault rifles just ready to put a hole in his skull...
She walked towards him. "You can relax, Shinji Ikari. I do not work for the organization NERV or any organizations that are currently searching for you, whether it be to kill you or to take you back."
Shinji felt himself getting mad and felt the need to go on the offensive. As convincing as she sounded, he didn't buy it, not for a second.
"Liar! Otherwise, you wouldn't know who I am! Other then NERV, there are only two people in this entire town who know me! So who sent you? Was it father? Was it Misato or Ritsuko? What the hell else do they want from me?"
The girl seemed to be ignoring him as she came closer, a few feet away. "Let us say young Ikari, I work for an authority higher then NERV." she said casually.
Shinji once again was begin to feel cold and started to shiver even more. This woman scared him, he didn't know how, but he could swear he had met her before
"Who are you?" he asked.
The red eyed woman looked at him passively and wore an expression less mask. "You know me very well Shinji. After all, I was there when you came to Tokyo, three years ago."
"I don't follow." he said in a confused, but scared tone.
The girl finally answered his question.
"My name is Sacheil. We know each other Shinji Ikari. Very well in fact. After all, I was the first Angel you ever defeated."
Meanwhile somewhere in the Pacific Ocean, a thousand miles away from the coast of Japan, the UN'S combined fleet, along with the super carrier Over The Rainbow patrolled the waters.
Ever since the end of the infamous war now known as the Angel War, the problems had just begun. The UN was determined to be on alert at all times including the dispatching of all Navy fleets and armed forces. After all peace was so fragile to begin with, especially after the war they had been through. All it would take is one little slip up and there would be war.
"Ah, good evening Admiral, all is well I take it?" replied a voice over a phone.
An older man in normal navel garb was on the other end. His dark beady eyes stared at the endless dark blue in front of the ship. He had a beard, which was the same gray color as his hair.
The old man took a second to consider all the world had been through. Theory had survived an invasion by a mysterious group of creatures in which they fought them with giant robots. Chaos had ensued everywhere, including against this very fleet three years ago when they encountered the Sixth Angel.
Of course the world hadn't awakened through the end of the nightmarish war in the safest waters. Nations hardly trusted each other, Japan at the top of all nations list. Only a few nations such as the United States, England, China, Germany and Australia had NERV facilities in them and they were under strict control of the UN.
They faced numerous terrorist threats around the world, mainly from the reformed Al Quida terrorist network and the Solders Of God. Although they couldn't prove the two had a connection, it was a good assumption that they were working together. The new Al Quida and SOG shared two common enemies: the UN and NERV. They had attacked as separate factions, but it seemed that they were attacking anything that had to do with the two. Last month alone, there had been three bombings and assassination incidents resulting in the death of 10 people. All of which were employees of NERV.
Still things could be worst. 'After all there were no more Angels.' he thought
"All is well sir. Nothing new to report." he reported to the, an on the other line.
"Good then I guess-" The call was interrupted with static and screeching."
"What the Hell?" the old man replied glancing at the phone.
"Sir, were detecting electro magnetic interference. We've lost power for some odd reason."
He was about to say "You don't need to state the obvious twit.", but was cut off by the sound of an explosions. His eyes lit up as he ran over to the side window. Two more explosions echoed as he reached the window.
He gasped in fear. Four ships were sinking in pieces and a second; he witnessed the destruction of the Fifth.
"Mary mother of God..."
"Sir your orders." one of his officers called.
He ran over and snatched the microphone. "All ships! This is your Admiral! Fire at will! I repeat! Fire at will!"
They fire, but nothing seems to be working. Guided torpedoes, turret guns, missiles, everything they had. It's almost as if the were being blocked by something. And the Admiral was afraid that he knew what it was.
'No! It isn't possible...they're suppose to all be dead!'
The ships continue to fall one after the other in succession, until all that is left is the super carrier. The crew looks on in horror, in scary anticipation of their coming demise. Seconds pass by, and appears that the attacker may have left. One of the crewmembers, the Admiral's first mate let out a sigh of relief and security
All of sudden a massive explosion rocks the ship splashing water onto the deck. The crew shielded their eyes in fright in fear to look at what was going on. Finally, the Admiral looked up to see the grim reaper of his fleet and perhaps his own soul.
A monstrous figure was hovering just above the deck, it looks human in away, but at the same time it isn't. Its body was black and white, covered with skin that looks to be always wet, like a whale or dolphins. It was shaped like a human. Its head was like that of a bare white human skull but its face was somewhat of a twisted cross of wolf and eagle, with a long red beak with canine like teeth slightly exposed of over its lips. Its arms were replaced with large, thick blades that glisten and glare in the moonlight. In the center of its chest was a black sphere in the middle of its chest.
The creature narrowed its ugly yellow eyes at the boat before drawing one of its blades back and thrusting it forth with a loud shriek. The admiral screams as the blade slice through the deck, causing fire to shot forth from the ship as it explodes. The ship then begins to make its long journey to join its comrades in the abyss.
Fully satisfied, it opens its beaked mouth and lets a loud shrill of victory. It then faces its next destination, the city known as Tokyo 3. It dives in to the water to head to its next targeted destination, almost salivating in anticipation of the destruction it was ready to cause.
Meanwhile, Shinji was staring at confusion at the so called "Angel" that stood before her. Who was this loon? Perhaps NERV had decided to play a cruel joke on him. Perhaps someone else.
"The Third Angel? Sorry, but I'm not convinced." Shinji said a flat tone.
She didn't seem to surprise that he said didn't believe her. "I bear a resemblance to my brother Tarsi and my half sister Rei Ayanami, do I not? What proof do you require?"
"So what? People can dye there hair and put on red contacts. I don't know. Maybe you're nothing more then a clever look a like."
Despite the retort, Sacheil still wore an expressionless face; one that made Shinji shiver at the memory of Rei. "Then how can I prove that I am what I say am?" she asked.
Shinji thought about it for a second before grinning. He knew she wasn't an Angel and he knew of one thing that all Angels that he fought could do.
"Okay if you're an Angel, then use your AT field to block my punch."
Sacheil looked at him with a face that was still impassive, yet showed how dumbfounded she was. "You've got to be joking?"
"Oh, I'm serious. All of the Angels can use an AT field, right? Sacheil nodded. "Good that means that you should be able to use one too."
"But you could be seriously injured-"
She didn't finish as he brought his fist back and threw it at her. Sighing, she closed her eyes, concentrating on the light of her soul. Her body shimmered in a pale light for a second as Shinji's fist neared her face...
Only to be blocked by a small field of a hexagons. Shinji's eyes lit up in shock, but then turned to contorted pain as his wrist as if he had punched concrete. He let out a scream of pain as he dropped to his knees to nurse his knuckles, which were bleeding slightly…not to mention broken.
"Now do you believe me?" she asked opening her eyes.
However, Shinji wasn't there. Confused, the angel turned to see that he was running for dear life in the opposite direction. He was also screaming with all he had for help.
The green haired Angel shook her head. "This is going to be harder then I thought."
Shinji was running as fast as legs could take him. He glanced back to see if the Angel was following him. He didn't think she was telling the truth, that she was that type of Angel.
Now a million and one worries ran through his mind. Was it going to hunt him down? Was it going to rip the flesh from his bones? Was it going to play with him, torment and torture slowly before she killed him? Was it going to-?
"I will if you try that again."
He stopped running to see that Sacheil was in front of him. He backed away in fear, but she put her hand up in a peaceful gesture.
"I'm not going to harm you. I'm here to talk to you. That's all. Now, let me take a look at your hand."
Shinji, who still felt ill at ease, accepted the weird statement. After all, no matter where he went she would catch him. Maybe it was for the best if he just listened. He timidly raised his hand to the Angel for her to inspect.
Sacheil ran her hands over the injury, holding it gently. Before Shinji could ask what she was doing, the Angel's plea hands began to glow. Instantly, Shinji felt his hand become bathed in warmth that caressed not only his injured hand, but the rest of his body and his mind at the same time.
When the light faded, Sacheil released his hand. The fearful boy examined it, noting that the pain had left. His hand was completely healed with not even a scratch on it.
Sacheil spoke. "See, I mean you no ill harm Shinji Ikari."
Regardless of this, Shinji still didn't trust the green haired Angel, not even in the slightest bit. "Sorry, if I don't sound to convince" he replied sarcastically.
The Angel either didn't detect the harsh and perhaps fearful tone behind Shinji's voice. Or perhaps she ignored it. "That is fine. It is normal for you Lilluim not to be convinced by that which is beyond your comprehension."
Shinji sighed. "Look, what do you want? I doubt that someone like you simply came to find me on a beach just so you can have a little chit chat."
Sacheil glanced around and saw that the same two people Shinji saw earlier were past out. Apparently, they had been too drunk to finish what they were doing.
"Not here. We shall go to your dwelling and speak there."
He blinked in confusion, but chose not to argue. "Okay... then let's go."
He went to turn to leave, but instead she placed a hand on his shoulder. He looked at her. "Oh what are you-"
"Silence for a moment. And you may want to close your eyes. "
Not wanting to know what she was doing, he obliged. He felt a weird tingling all over his body and could feel strange warmth all over him. He would have opened his eyes, but the feeling went away and the Angel removed her hand.
"You may look now."
He opened his eyes, blinking in surprise. They were in a place that looked exactly like the old apartment that belonged to the Seitos. As a matter of fact, it was his apartment! He walked around looking at it for a moment, in awe over what was going on.
He saw her take a seat at his kitchen table. "You may want to sit down. I'll try to be brief, but it won't be easy to hear what I am about to say."
He went over and took his seat. "What do you mean? What is this about?" he said sitting down.
"I'm getting to that, but first I want ask you a question Shinji Ikari and I want you to answer truthfully."
"Okay... I guess."
"Do you believe in god?"
Shinji looked at her with another confused look. "Huh?"
She continued. "Do you believe in Heaven and hell? Do you believe in fate and destiny?"
Shinji was silent for a moment before he answered, "I'm not so sure what you mean."
"In case of you are wondering, heaven and hell exist. There is a god and a devil. About roughly 50 of what you have been lead to believe is actually true, the other 50 is a lie. The rest is what I have come to talk to you"
Shinji shook his head. "I'm sorry, but why are you telling me this? To tell you the truth, I never believed in God or heaven. And if it did exist, I doubt I'd be going there. "
She ignored his negative comment about himself and smiled. "I thought you would never ask." she said as she looked up at him directly in his face. "Tell me Shinji. Have you ever wondered about why everything happened that way it did? Why the event you call the Second Impact took place and why the angels attacked mankind?"
Shinji looked at her with a look of surprise on his face. "What do you mean?" he asked.
The angel's eyes narrowed. "Are you sure you really want to know? The truth won't be so easy to hear. And why it affects you will bring you nothing more then pain and sorrow, even more then what you are currently fighting within your heart at the current moment."
Shinji turned away. "Then why are you telling me this? Why do you want to tell me whatever it is you're trying to tell me when you know it will bring me nothing, but pain?"
Sacheil paused before continuing. "Because you derive to know. About all that is has come to past and all that is soon going to come. And with this knowledge, I am giving you the power to do something about it. I am giving you the power to save your self and those you care about along with it."
"What are talking about?" Shinji asked. "What is this all about?"
"Then, do you want to know?"
Shinji paused; did he really want to know why everything had happened? Part of him feared the truth, like it would cause him more pain then bring him understanding.
That was why what he said next surprised him and would surprise him for many years to come.
"Yes... I do."
"Are you sure? What I am going to tell you will hurt you and change your life forever." Sacheil asked again. "However, in telling you this, you might just survive."
Shinji hesitated, but nodded again. "Yeah I want to know."
She closed her eyes. "Very well, then let us start from the beginning. Long before you existed, there was God and only God. As you know he, the great creator, made and molded everything on all planes of existence. Among them were we, the Celestials or what you beings call the Angels, who were born from fire and spirit. We served our father unconditionally, with the purest of love ever thought possible.
"However, after untold ages of peace, our love was shattered. Many eons before mankind existed at all, the first true war broke out in the heavens. It was between the warriors of God, the one's who served and loved the light against the most powerful of our kind. A fallen one who succumbed to the darkness and his name was Lucifer, but you know him as Satan or the Devil.
"Lucifer was perfect and powerful in every way. He was the greatest of our kind and the closest to God. And God loved Lucifer, perhaps even more then the rest of our kind. And it was from that love and affection, that darkness and true evil was born into existence."
"Lucifer turned from God, right?" Shinji asked.
Sacheil nodded. "You know the story."
"A little. I was never much of a church person, but my Aunt and Uncle who raised me were converted Christians. My friend Yuki is a Christian too, I think. Anyway, I heard this story from both of them."
Sacheil nodded. "Good. Then, allow me to continue. As you said before, Lucifer eventually began to turn from God. In his beauty and perfection, Lucifer developed vanity for himself and envy for God. As time went by, Lucifer no longer desired to be at God's side, but to rule over him."
"Eventually, Lucifer began to recruit those towards his kind. Thousands upon thousands of our own kind flocked to his side in sheer fear of his own power or after being changed by their own greed. A war against God began; one that lasted for many millennia.
Sacheil's voice quivered slightly. "Many of our kind were destroyed on both sides and the clouds of heaven were stained red with the blood of Angels."
Shinji put his hands up. "Hold on a second. Angels. They can die?"
"Yes, we can. Though we Celestials are long living beings who are far beyond the comprehension and strength of your kind, the Lilluim, the human race, we are far from being invincible. In reality even we cannot avoid death and demise."
"Then why aren't you dead? I killed you, right?"
"That's rather complicated to explain right now, but let's just say you defeated me and the others from three years ago. You never killed me or the rest of my kind. You don't have the power at your hand to erase us from existence. Not even with you powerful weapon, the goliath known as Evangelion.
"Now back, to our story. The war finally came to an end when the most powerful warrior of our side, the Archangel Michel, defeated Lucifer and brought before God for judgment. However, God, in his great power, chose not to destroy his once beloved child. Instead, He banished Lucifer to another portion of heaven along with the rest of his followers, where His light could never reach. This place is what you call Hell.
It was thought that this would be the end, but it was only the beginning."
"What do you mean?" Shinji asked. "If Lucifer is locked away forever, then what could possibly happen?"
"Despite his defeat, our kind knew that Lucifer wouldn't be held down forever. And we were right. Soon, after his imprisonment, Lucifer soon started to create an army of his own. An army that he would one day use to destroy the rest of my kind and God himself. He almost succeeded, but our creator thwarted his plans.
You see Shinji, Lucifer tried to exact his revenge on God through a being known as Lillith, who was the first being who walked upon this earth. Using his seductive charm, Lucifer wanted to lure Lillith to his side, so he could use her in his attempt to strike back at God.
"In any event, Lucifer succeeded. He turned Lillith to his favor and she, like him, feel from grace. She consorted with him and together, they created another race. One created from dust and shadow. These became known to our kind as the Scourge. However, your kind knows them by a different name: Demons.
"Scourge? Demons?"
"Yes. They are our sworn enemies since the dawn of their existence. Lucifer created them to be his army in his final attack on the heavens. However, before he could attempt such an attack, our kind stopped Lucifer once again. It was then God created a door, Hell's gate if you will, to prevent him from ever leaving his prison ever again."
"However, every door needs a lock to hold it steady. So our lord sent a being to earth thousands of years prior as this lock and a gatekeeper. To prevent this time lock from coming undone, God created such a gatekeeper. That is the creature you Lilluim codenamed Adam."
Shinji looked surprised. "You mean the giant of light? The First Angel Adam? The one that caused the Second Impact?"
"Yes. Also, fifteen members of our kind were sent to protect Adam at all cost. Myself, along with Shamishal, Ramiel, Gaghiel, Israfel, Sandalfon, Materiel, Sahqueil, Iruel, Leilel, Baridiel, Zeruel, Arael, Almmasel and Tabris were those guardians. All was well… until September 10th, 2000."
"The Second Impact." Shinji whispered under his breath.
"Yes. When you found him and awoke him, you caused his power to become unstable. That was how the Second Impact took place."
Shinji was silent. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. If what she said was correct, then that meant that it was never the Angels that attacked first. It was the human race. They had caused the deaths of millions of people.
Sacheil continued. "When the Second Impact occurred, we were afraid that door would open. Fortunately, Adam survived, but we forced to wait fifteen years in order to find out were he was. When we finally went on our hunt for Adam, we found that you humans used his power to create weapons, clones of the powerful goliath of light to use as weapons. The Evangelions."
Shinji winced at her bitter tone of voice. For a moment, Shinji could feel the wraith of the green haired Celestial in the air. The boy was more then a little fearful of the being that stood before him.
"Thus, we, the Celestials went the war with your kind in an attempt to recover what was left of Adam….and to prevent your kind from misusing the power you had acquired. One by one, however, we fell in combat against you Shinji, you and your comrades. Another twist of fate. And with each of our surprises, our fear grew. However, it wasn't until you left Tokyo 3 after killing our brother Tabris that our worst fears came into existence" Sacheil said.
'Tabris.' Shinji thought. 'She must mean Karworu.'
Images of the gray haired Angel with his usual polite, yet disturbing smile on his face cam to Shinji's mind. Shinji shuddered in fear and in sorrow as those same images were replaced by the sight of his EVA crushing Karowu like a bug in his hand. He could still feel the body of his poor friend turning into mush, his bones poking his hand. He could remember the sound of poor Kawrou's head falling from above to the ground below.
"Shinji"
Shinji looked up as Sacheil continued. "Here is what you must know is this. Adam… has been destroyed."
Shinji noted the Angel's change in tone. For the first time during the entire conversation with the supernatural being, Shinji saw something in human in those crimson eyes and that pale face.
It was fear.
"So does that mean that-"
Sacheil nodded slowly. "Yes, the gate was opened that day, but however there is still hope."
Shinji frowned. "What do you mean? I thought that if Adam was destroyed then the Gates were opened."
"Yes, but we also had another lock. A failsafe is what you Lilluim would call. The being who resides underneath your fortress known as NERV. The traitor, Lillith."
The creepy image flashed in Shinji's head. A massive white being hammered in place on a red cross. Shinji shivered at the sight which he witnessed while battling Karwou.
"Lillith, the being your kind calls the Second Angel." Sacheil said. "For her betrayal God assigned her the task of serving as the second gatekeeper the gate of hell; forever separated from Lucifer and her dark children. She is the presence that holds Lucifer at bay. She is the final key to the Dark gate."
"Second Angel? What is this all about?
Sacheil smiled a thin smile. "Unfortunately, that is another story and on that I cannot afford to tell right now. What is important is this. So long as Lillith exists, the dark one cannot come from those gates."
Shinji was about to let out a sigh of relief when she closed her eyes and sighed. "However, there is a problem. The door was cracked open as a result of Adam's death, and over the course of three years, it grew big enough for Lucifer to… send something through"
"Something…through?" Shinji said slowly.
"Messengers. Dark messengers."
Shinji gulped. "Messengers?"
"Power scourge; demons with near infinite power. They are known as Sin. There is one creature for each of the seven sins."
"Seven...devils?"
"Yes. Gluttony, Sloth, Envy, Pride, Greed, Lust, and Wraith. Seven monsters each one more powerful then the last. Each one a thousand times more powerful then the forms my kind took three years ago. They are here for one mission Shinji, to destroy Lillith and release their master into this world."
Shinji stood there wide-eyed digesting the words. 'This can't be right. First Angels, now Devils. Each one a thousand times more powerful? This is unreal. But why is this happening to me? Why do I need to know?'
It was then Shinji realized the cold hard truth. There was always reasons for everything and there was only one reason for this. He could feel himself grow pale as he began to fear the truth.
Sacheil looked over at him with a dead serious look that seem to pierce his soul and read his mind. "You are no fool Shinji Ikari. You know in your heart why I have come here."
Thoughts and images began to form in his head. They were of a demon, a towering giant and monster of purple, green and black with a single horn on its head. He could see its pale white eyes glowing as its stare burned into his soul. The eyes of the demon machine he piloted. The eyes of Evangelion Unit 01.
Shinji tried to speak, but couldn't. His entire body was shaking and he couldn't stop. "You mean to tell me...that I...I have to-"
Sacheil finished his sentence for him. "Yes Shinji. You must return to Tokyo 3 and do battle once more."
The words seem to echo through out the room as Shinji sat in shock for a moment. This was no longer unreal, no longer a dream. This was a nightmare. The worst possible nightmare.
Shinji shook his head, holding back his tears. "No…No! I can't! I can't go back! You can't make me do this again!"
"If you do not, then the Devils will destroy Lillith and that will be the end of all life on this planet. And then, he will take his fight to our creator and destroy the heavens, thus plunging this world into darkness once again." Sacheil replied passively.
Shinji argued back, panicked. "Then why don't you fight them? Why doesn't God or Michel or the rest of the Angels? Why?"
Sacheil looked away, once again displaying sorrow. "We are not allowed to interfere by orders of our creator."
"Why? Has he turned his back on us? Has God left us all to die?" Shinji spat. "Are we not worth saving?"
"I can't say."
Shinji glared at her with anger. "And why not?"
Sacheil for the first time glared right back at him. "Do not speak ill of the creator. If I knew, then I would tell you. The creator's will and reason is unknown, more importantly to his own children. So I don't know. All I know is that if you don't return to Tokyo 3 by tomorrow night, then that entire city will be destroyed, with everyone in it"
Instead of acting like he cared, Shinji laughed bitterly, coldly, much like his father. "I don't care. They can all die for all I care. Besides, why can't you use Asuka or Rei or some other person?" he said with venom. "Why does it have to be me? Haven't I suffered enough?"
Sacheil was silent for a moment before answering. "Because there is nobody else. You are the only one who can truly do something about it. However, only you can truly decide what you want to do with your life and how you spend your days. No one can decide for you, not I, not the rest of my kind, not any of your kind and not even the Creator.
"You decide, but know this. The fate of all life on this planet rests on your shoulders and not just those whom you left behind, but those who you have come to consider your family."
Shinji was speechless. This wasn't fair! This couldn't be happening. If he didn't go, then everybody he knew, past and present, could die. But if he went, then he would be used again and forced to walk down a pith of death and chaos once more. Either way, the avenue of choices was narrow and thin.
Sacheil spoke once more as she stood up. "As we speak, the first Devil, Gluttony, is less then a day away from NERV. If you decide to go, I will take you to Tokyo 3. You must decide by then mourning."
Shinji stared in disbelief. He had to make the hardest decisions in his life and he had less then 10 hours to do so. This just wasn't his day. Shinji said nothing as he pondered his most important decision in his life. A decision that would affect everybody in the world it would seemed.
"Remember Shinji," Sacheil said. "Whatever you decide is your will, no one else's. Now you must decide if saving yourself is worth the loss of everyone you have ever known. Farewell."
"Hey wait-"
Shinji didn't get the chance to finish. The Angel enveloped herself in a bright light that gave off an almost fiery warmth that made his skin burn as if he had been out in the sun all day. It grew brighter and Shinji was eventually forced shield his eyes as it grew even bigger and bigger.
Then it faded away in an instant. Shinji opened his eyes to find there was no one else in the room with him. He was all alone again. Alone, with only a dark past lurking in the shadows of his mind and an uncertain future to ponder.
Shinji sat for a few moments staring at the wall. Finally, he felt himself start to cry. He balled up his fist and slammed them against the table as hard as he could. He pounded and pounded over and over again.
"Why?...Why me?"
Meanwhile on a building in Tokyo Three, a lone male figure in black stood upon a rooftop, staring towards the direction of the sea. His long black hair sweeps in the wind as he continues to stare with his red eyes towards the sea….and the coming tide of destruction.
"Soon. It will be soon." He whispered to himself.
He turns, as he senses a presence of another approaching behind him. "How did it go Sacheil?"
Sacheil had a grim look on her face as she walked to stand beside him. "Now well, Zeruel, like I thought he would. His mind is filled with pain and his soul shakes with fear. Do you believe it was wise to tell him truth?"
The Angel of Might spoke, "Those were our orders. Do not fear, he will pilot. It has been foreseen since the dawn of time that the chosen one would rise."
Sacheil "And if he is not? Is it still wise to place the existence of everything on his shoulders? A great deal more then the Lilluim hangs in the balance. "
Zeruel gave a small smile. "If there is anybody who can, it is him. We should know better then anyone, my sister. We both fought him and we both know that he is the only one that can."
"He's still just a child Zeruel. A hopeless little child."
"That child is humanity's last hope."
Author's notes: This chapter has had a lot of changes made to it that will affect the story. Mainly, this has to do with Asuka. After seriously thinking about it, I thought that it would be better for Asuka to be out of her coma because it would allow me to get her involved sooner. Also, with the slight drama we saw in this chapter that has come with the character, I think it will make for some interesting results.
I wanted to explain more of the back story too. More on how Lillith fits into this story and her true role will be explained later as well as were humanity fits into this mess. Her role is very similar to her role in the Anime and the movie, but with a few changes.
This was hard and was one of the reasons why I originally discontinued the fanfic. The differences between the real myths in religion and the Evangelion storyline sort of conflicted with one another. So, I had to take the time and write my own back-story, one that used the Evangelion story, but did the myths some justice. I hope that readers find this compromise satisfying.
I decided to also leave out the part about Sacheil telling Shinji about Gendo's death and Rei being his sister. It will be far more interesting if Shinji finds out on his own.
I cannot implore you the importance of rewriting these chapters. Originally, I didn't know how I was going to finish this story. Now that I have a working plot line from start to finish in my head (but one that can be tweaked and changed a little to ensure surprises), I am more then sure it will be easier to finish the rest of the story.
Again, I'm sorry for the delay, but please, be patience. Now stuff is one the way very, very soon.
-B.C. Sealey
