Editorial note>I deleted my fic of pokemon vs evangelion, since i received all but death threats. It wasnt to bad, but some readers didnt enjoy the story, and so they insisted i (for example) burn the file. So i did. On populair demand, i deleted it. /Editorial note>
I hope you can understand that i really like to see what is going to happen at the end of the epp. I just dont know how to put it in there. Hope you like it. Keep reviewing please.
Chapter seven – The gathering
A few weeks later.
As Zima entered the podium, the crowd went wild. Both the humans, as the persicoms gathered at the meeting felt a great deal of respect and love for him. As the man who was going to make the impossible possible, and as the persicom that was fighting for their rights.
"Hello everyone", he shouted through the microphone. He was barely audible over the crowd. "Welcome to our annual meeting of the Persicom Network. As you all know, we have been working hard to get what we want from the world! Human rights!" The crowd's volume rose at this statement." Acknowledgment! A place to call our home!" He had to wait for a few minutes for the audience to calm down. Bodyguards were visible in the background, watching the crowd, and the stage. When it was almost quiet he continued. "To start off, I have some incredible news for you all. Russia has rejected our proposal for persicom rights." The crowd began to whisper, this was certainly unexpected, if not disturbing. "But, I have good news as well. As off today, both Japan, and China have accepted the very same proposal, giving us the same rights and duty's as humans! We have a start. We cannot be stopped now! We are here, and were not going away!" The last few words disappeared in the cheering, as 45000 people went wild with joy. Zima smiled, and glared at Dita, who was standing in the background. She smiled back at him, knowing this was going to be a very long night. Zima turned back with a smile on his face, to continue his speech.
The national stadium was almost empty when Dita finally found Zima. Or better, when she got to his location. Their private network allowed her to know where he was all the time, and as his personal bodyguard and chief of the rest of his bodyguards, he had no choice but to always let her know. But she knew he was safe here: There were over 2 dozen man and persicoms here, watching his every move. As he said goodbye to some of his followers, to take some rest, he opened the door to his dressing room, and found her leaning against the wall. "Well well well, do we finally have time for your sole mate, Zima?" she said with a hint of humor and sarcasm. He smiled devilish, and replied at a playfully tone. "You know you're the one for me Dita. You always have been.". "Really?" She asked surprised. His smile ran away, as he sat down. "Please, make it short. I'm dead beat." Now was the time he noticed that having emotions took a lot of energy, and precious processor power. "Have you forgotten? We have guests." Dita said in a soft tone. He jerked his head up: "Chii!" There in the next room" Dita gestured to a door.
Zima opened it, and saw a young couple sitting it the couch. His memory told him the man was Hideki, and he knew the woman as Chii. The mother of our new self, he once called that 'unknown' persicom. He kept her name a secret, because he knew that not only the persicom world itself, be she most of all had a lot to learn. Through Reia he understood that she had a lot of memory's back, and that she had a brother as well. He wondered how much she knew, and of that, what she understood. "Hello Chii, Hideki." he offered Hideki his hand, and Chii a kiss on the knuckles of her hand. She accepted it with a small smile.
Her heart beat like a pump as she sat on the couch. Hideki held her hand, making jokes and small talk to ease her mind. She responded in the same manner, but fell silent as Zima walked in the room. He shook hands with Hideki, and kisses her hand, as the gentleman she remembered, before wishing them welcome. They sat down again, Zima started out.
"So, I heard you want to join the movement." "Yes, we really want to do something for the persicoms that aren't so fortunate to have such a free position". "That goes for most of us. We all want to help our brothers and sisters. And it would really help if you joined us, Chii. As the mother of our emotions, even if your name is not known to the public, they worship you". "Even so, how can we trust you" Chii spoke in a very cold tone. "That's rather harsh, Chii. I know of my own background, but you have to understand that when you gave us emotions, you also gave us a free will." Zima was happy she remembered: He wouldn't want to keep that a secret to someone he was going to have a close relationship with, even a working one. Dita closed the door, and stood behind Zima, placing her hands on his shoulders. "Zima had his doubts about that mission even before he even met you. He disappeared from the syndicate, to reappear in politics some time later. I provided a firewall to block us, and our followers from the syndicate, and build our own network." That's all very interesting, but how do I know for sure. You could be lying to get to me. To bring me out into the open, and then kill me, to finish the opposition." Hideki was surprised she thought that far. He guessed it was a possibility, though he was unsure if the syndicate would work that elaborate. "You'll just have to trust me I guess. I have no way of making you believe me, other than my current actions." He paused for a moment. "Let me just explain the basics to you, and you can think about it."
