Disclaimer: I do not own Evangelion, that is Hideaki Anno's baby, and
GAINAX property. I do not own Devil May Cry either, as they belong to
Capcom. The only thing I own around here is the story, so stop bugging me!
Yes, folks, another fic by Shardclaw-san. I know, I should be giving this amount of attention to 'COE', but I just have to test the waters while the idea was still fresh, so it can't be helped. Hopefully, I hope this story will please you just like 'COE', which will take a VERY LONG time to finish.
Whenever I'm not playing MGS2, I can be found playing Devil May Cry, another great game that put the PS2 on the map and could give MGS a run for its money. Don't you worry about if this is going to be one of those unfinished fics, that won't happen in any of my stories. I do hope you guys will at least like this, just as the other fics I've written, but it still escapes me just how much of you like 'COE' better...
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ShardclawKusanagi proudly presents:
End of Evangelion May Cry
An Evangelion/Devil May Cry crossover
Chapter 1: Pay the Devil his Due
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It has been two hours since it happened. But it seemed like an eternity to the young Evangelion pilot, the Third Child named Shinji Ikari. But now he couldn't care less any more, since he had felt as if he had been betrayed by Kaworu Nagisa, who was revealed to be the 17th and last Angel. Just as when he had found someone to place his trust into after all that happened recently. Asuka becoming an invalid, Rei's sacrifice and the shocking revelation of her origin, which led to Ritsuko's dementia and when she destroyed the Dummy Plug system, and was arrested for that crime by his own father, Commander Gendou Ikari.
Soon, after all of this had happened, Kaworu appears, easily winning over Shinji's trust. But that was just a ploy to get into contact with Unit-02 and use it to enter Nerv's deepest and most confidential area, Terminal Dogma. Shinji, who had found himself in a situation he had no escape from, had to confront Kaworu and Unit-02 and after the sortie on the way down to Terminal Dogma, it was Shinji who emerged victorious...but at a cost. Having killed Kaworu with his own hands using Evangelion Unit-01, who seemed like an innocent child just like Shinji, but who was just another enemy to everyone else, Shinji was left more confused and depressed than ever, and eventually broken in spirit.
Now, slumped with his knees to his face near the shore of a recently created crater by Unit-00's explosion, he couldn't give a damn what was going to happen from now on. He just wanted to just sit in the same spot in the cool night breeze, the desolate sound of an almost silent and destroyed Toyko-3.
"Shinji?" a woman's voice called out to the young boy. It was Misato's, who had been looking for Shinji since Kaworu has been defeated. Now that all the Angels are dead, she can rest easily that the Earth is safe from this threat. Or can she, now that she has learned new knowledge about the Evangelions and Nerv, she has to be more vigilant than ever. She isn't so sure just what's next on the agenda.
Shinji didn't answer back, Misato expected this. She hadn't been there for Shinji for the times he needed the support when he really needed it. She walked closer to his side, where he didn't bother to turn to notice her.
"I know how you must feel. It's not a easy trying to live killing someone, but Kaworu was different." Misato said. "He was one of the enemy and he was most likely going to destroy us all. You had to do something to make sure that wasn't going to happen...and I do hope that from out of all of this, something good will eventually come out."
Some silence passed, until Shinji spoke. "Kaworu said that he loved me. I'd never gotten such kindness before."
(Poor Shinji.he didn't know that Kaworu was just using his feelings...) Misato thought.
"He was like me. He was like Ayanami. I liked him too." Shinji continued. "Kaworu should have survived. He was better than I am. Kaworu should have survived, not me. He deserved to live."
"No. The one who deserves to survive, is the one who has the will to make it happen." Misato spoke in a stern voice. "He wished for death, he ignored his will to survive and choose to die for a false hope. Your survival is not a mistake, Shinji."
Shinji continued to fell as if Misato has gone against him now. "Misato...how can you be so cruel?"
(How can I be indeed?) Misato thought, as the recent weeks has taken a toll on her emotions as well. Just as they have affected Shinji, she was now miserable because of all the things that had happened. One of them in particular, was Kaji's death, which she has still having a hard time to deal with.
Shinji silently got up and spoke to Misato, his head still hanging. "I'm going to see Asuka now. Good night, Misato."
As Shinji left, Misato looked at Shinji leave and turned to the ocean, as a tear streamed down her eye. (Kaji...you fool...why did you have to leave us now of all times? I need you...)
Misato wiped the evidence of her sadness away with the sleeve of her jacket and started her walk back to Nerv Headquarters.
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Somewhere else on the planet, in a metropolis located in the mid-western state of America, heavy showers of rain had dampened the newspaper a man used as an umbrella. He was wearing a trench coat that was also wet and a hat that concealed most of his facial area. It was late at night, that even the other people that passed by didn't bother to notice the scurrying pace this man was going.
"Damn, where that place could be?" the man shouted in the rain. He had been wandering around for awhile in this weather and he hasn't found his location. He was beginning to lose hope to what he had planned for when he got there.
Just as he turned around to the next corner, he looked to his left and saw another long street. But this street had a building that the stranger noticed, as on top of its double doors flashed a neon sign in red, 'Devil May Cry.'
"I found it...finally." the man said, as he started to run towards the end of the street. He could care less about getting a cold, seeing the people inside was his main intent as he started to pound on the door.
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A telephone tone rings inside a very unkempt room, as a womans' voice answered when she picked it up. "Devil May Cry. Sorry, we're closed at nine."
She hung up the phone and got up from behind her desk to reach for a drink of whiskey. She was of American decent and had the loveliest strand of blonde hair which flowed to the behind of her back. She also had on a sultry black tight fitting dress with a gothic look and a black jeans. She was about to reach for the whiskey in the cabinet near her when she heard a pounding at the door.
She shook her head and walked over to the door and saw a very wet male trying to get in. She signaled to him, telling him that the building was closed. "Hey! I'm sorry, we're closed. Come back tomorrow!"
The man stopped pounding and replied. "This is urgent! I have to see the man in charge for something very important! Please let me in!"
The woman felt some pity for the stranger, as she felt the seriousness from his voice. "Okay, I'll let you in." She replied, unlocking the door. The man stepped in, trying to catch his breath from the weather.
"Are you trying to kill yourself in this weather?" the woman took off his trench coat for him. When she did, she saw that he was wearing plain casual but also had a gun strapped on to his side holster, and that his face signified that he hasn't shaven...ever. She also noticed he had a short ponytail and he was born of Japanese decent.
"I'm sorry, I just have to see your partner tonight." the man simply said. "This is a very important matter that I must discuss with him."
"You're a bit to late, though. He went out for a mission, but if you want to, you can wait for him." the woman said. "Here, have a seat and I'll get you something warm to drink."
"Thanks, and I'm not leaving until I talk to him." the man said, relaxing. He took a look around the walls and the chills kept on running down his spine, as he saw heads of macabre figures and demons pinned onto the wall with swords, leaving a trace of death all over.
"You have to excuse Dante, he has a strange taste of decoration." the woman said, handing her client a glass of whiskey. "My name's Trish."
"Thanks. My name's...Ryo Hayabusa. But it's really...Ryoji Kaji." the man spoke in a quiet tone.
"I see that you're a long way from home. Can I ask why?" Trish asked.
"It's a long story, one I'll explain once your partner gets here." Kaji said.
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After a half hour, Kaji seemed that this man he was searching for wasn't coming. But something inside him told him that he should hang on for a while, he knew he can get the Legendary Dark Knight to accept his mission.
Trish can see that sleep was going to overtake Kaji, so she got out a blanket and threw it at Kaji. "Listen, you can crash on the couch until this rain stops..."
"No, I have to wait a little longer. I can't fail her and everyone else this time..." Kaji refused, shaking himself to stay awake.
(Just what did he mean by that?) Trish thought, just then the front door flung open. From the space, a man in his late twenties dressed in blood red clothing, his wet shoulder length grey hair covering his glaring eyes. He was holding a head of a demon in his hand, and from behind his back, a large sword the size of his height sparked blue lightning.
"Whoa, Dante, you look like crap." Trish smiled.
"Well, I underestimated the enemy. He was bigger than we were told." Dante grunted. "But..as usual, I took care of that."
"At least you're back, this man was getting impatient for your arrival." Trish said, referring to Kaji. "This is Ryoji Kaji."
"What? Another client?" Dante lazily said. "Listen, pal. No offence, but I'm tired, had a rough day, killing demons and all, but please, come back tomorrow, or when I'm in a better mood."
Kaji simply growled at Dante. "No, you listen! Something's big is going to happen soon and that's why I'm here to see that you accept the mission that is what I have to offer you?"
"And just what is that, my good man?"
"Your new mission...is to go to Toyko-3 and stop the Third Impact." Kaji said seriously. "And I will NOT take no for an answer."
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Well, there you have it. My first Devil May Cry fic, but it's probably the first Evangelion/Devil May Cry fic ever. I hope you guys enjoyed this opener and if your reviews say only good things, I may continue it. I'm also open for suggestions, but I'm doubtful there will be any pairings as this will have all out action. See you in Chapter 2, as we'll find out if Dante will accept his mission and what will happen to Nerv? Laters.
Yes, folks, another fic by Shardclaw-san. I know, I should be giving this amount of attention to 'COE', but I just have to test the waters while the idea was still fresh, so it can't be helped. Hopefully, I hope this story will please you just like 'COE', which will take a VERY LONG time to finish.
Whenever I'm not playing MGS2, I can be found playing Devil May Cry, another great game that put the PS2 on the map and could give MGS a run for its money. Don't you worry about if this is going to be one of those unfinished fics, that won't happen in any of my stories. I do hope you guys will at least like this, just as the other fics I've written, but it still escapes me just how much of you like 'COE' better...
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ShardclawKusanagi proudly presents:
End of Evangelion May Cry
An Evangelion/Devil May Cry crossover
Chapter 1: Pay the Devil his Due
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It has been two hours since it happened. But it seemed like an eternity to the young Evangelion pilot, the Third Child named Shinji Ikari. But now he couldn't care less any more, since he had felt as if he had been betrayed by Kaworu Nagisa, who was revealed to be the 17th and last Angel. Just as when he had found someone to place his trust into after all that happened recently. Asuka becoming an invalid, Rei's sacrifice and the shocking revelation of her origin, which led to Ritsuko's dementia and when she destroyed the Dummy Plug system, and was arrested for that crime by his own father, Commander Gendou Ikari.
Soon, after all of this had happened, Kaworu appears, easily winning over Shinji's trust. But that was just a ploy to get into contact with Unit-02 and use it to enter Nerv's deepest and most confidential area, Terminal Dogma. Shinji, who had found himself in a situation he had no escape from, had to confront Kaworu and Unit-02 and after the sortie on the way down to Terminal Dogma, it was Shinji who emerged victorious...but at a cost. Having killed Kaworu with his own hands using Evangelion Unit-01, who seemed like an innocent child just like Shinji, but who was just another enemy to everyone else, Shinji was left more confused and depressed than ever, and eventually broken in spirit.
Now, slumped with his knees to his face near the shore of a recently created crater by Unit-00's explosion, he couldn't give a damn what was going to happen from now on. He just wanted to just sit in the same spot in the cool night breeze, the desolate sound of an almost silent and destroyed Toyko-3.
"Shinji?" a woman's voice called out to the young boy. It was Misato's, who had been looking for Shinji since Kaworu has been defeated. Now that all the Angels are dead, she can rest easily that the Earth is safe from this threat. Or can she, now that she has learned new knowledge about the Evangelions and Nerv, she has to be more vigilant than ever. She isn't so sure just what's next on the agenda.
Shinji didn't answer back, Misato expected this. She hadn't been there for Shinji for the times he needed the support when he really needed it. She walked closer to his side, where he didn't bother to turn to notice her.
"I know how you must feel. It's not a easy trying to live killing someone, but Kaworu was different." Misato said. "He was one of the enemy and he was most likely going to destroy us all. You had to do something to make sure that wasn't going to happen...and I do hope that from out of all of this, something good will eventually come out."
Some silence passed, until Shinji spoke. "Kaworu said that he loved me. I'd never gotten such kindness before."
(Poor Shinji.he didn't know that Kaworu was just using his feelings...) Misato thought.
"He was like me. He was like Ayanami. I liked him too." Shinji continued. "Kaworu should have survived. He was better than I am. Kaworu should have survived, not me. He deserved to live."
"No. The one who deserves to survive, is the one who has the will to make it happen." Misato spoke in a stern voice. "He wished for death, he ignored his will to survive and choose to die for a false hope. Your survival is not a mistake, Shinji."
Shinji continued to fell as if Misato has gone against him now. "Misato...how can you be so cruel?"
(How can I be indeed?) Misato thought, as the recent weeks has taken a toll on her emotions as well. Just as they have affected Shinji, she was now miserable because of all the things that had happened. One of them in particular, was Kaji's death, which she has still having a hard time to deal with.
Shinji silently got up and spoke to Misato, his head still hanging. "I'm going to see Asuka now. Good night, Misato."
As Shinji left, Misato looked at Shinji leave and turned to the ocean, as a tear streamed down her eye. (Kaji...you fool...why did you have to leave us now of all times? I need you...)
Misato wiped the evidence of her sadness away with the sleeve of her jacket and started her walk back to Nerv Headquarters.
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Somewhere else on the planet, in a metropolis located in the mid-western state of America, heavy showers of rain had dampened the newspaper a man used as an umbrella. He was wearing a trench coat that was also wet and a hat that concealed most of his facial area. It was late at night, that even the other people that passed by didn't bother to notice the scurrying pace this man was going.
"Damn, where that place could be?" the man shouted in the rain. He had been wandering around for awhile in this weather and he hasn't found his location. He was beginning to lose hope to what he had planned for when he got there.
Just as he turned around to the next corner, he looked to his left and saw another long street. But this street had a building that the stranger noticed, as on top of its double doors flashed a neon sign in red, 'Devil May Cry.'
"I found it...finally." the man said, as he started to run towards the end of the street. He could care less about getting a cold, seeing the people inside was his main intent as he started to pound on the door.
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A telephone tone rings inside a very unkempt room, as a womans' voice answered when she picked it up. "Devil May Cry. Sorry, we're closed at nine."
She hung up the phone and got up from behind her desk to reach for a drink of whiskey. She was of American decent and had the loveliest strand of blonde hair which flowed to the behind of her back. She also had on a sultry black tight fitting dress with a gothic look and a black jeans. She was about to reach for the whiskey in the cabinet near her when she heard a pounding at the door.
She shook her head and walked over to the door and saw a very wet male trying to get in. She signaled to him, telling him that the building was closed. "Hey! I'm sorry, we're closed. Come back tomorrow!"
The man stopped pounding and replied. "This is urgent! I have to see the man in charge for something very important! Please let me in!"
The woman felt some pity for the stranger, as she felt the seriousness from his voice. "Okay, I'll let you in." She replied, unlocking the door. The man stepped in, trying to catch his breath from the weather.
"Are you trying to kill yourself in this weather?" the woman took off his trench coat for him. When she did, she saw that he was wearing plain casual but also had a gun strapped on to his side holster, and that his face signified that he hasn't shaven...ever. She also noticed he had a short ponytail and he was born of Japanese decent.
"I'm sorry, I just have to see your partner tonight." the man simply said. "This is a very important matter that I must discuss with him."
"You're a bit to late, though. He went out for a mission, but if you want to, you can wait for him." the woman said. "Here, have a seat and I'll get you something warm to drink."
"Thanks, and I'm not leaving until I talk to him." the man said, relaxing. He took a look around the walls and the chills kept on running down his spine, as he saw heads of macabre figures and demons pinned onto the wall with swords, leaving a trace of death all over.
"You have to excuse Dante, he has a strange taste of decoration." the woman said, handing her client a glass of whiskey. "My name's Trish."
"Thanks. My name's...Ryo Hayabusa. But it's really...Ryoji Kaji." the man spoke in a quiet tone.
"I see that you're a long way from home. Can I ask why?" Trish asked.
"It's a long story, one I'll explain once your partner gets here." Kaji said.
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After a half hour, Kaji seemed that this man he was searching for wasn't coming. But something inside him told him that he should hang on for a while, he knew he can get the Legendary Dark Knight to accept his mission.
Trish can see that sleep was going to overtake Kaji, so she got out a blanket and threw it at Kaji. "Listen, you can crash on the couch until this rain stops..."
"No, I have to wait a little longer. I can't fail her and everyone else this time..." Kaji refused, shaking himself to stay awake.
(Just what did he mean by that?) Trish thought, just then the front door flung open. From the space, a man in his late twenties dressed in blood red clothing, his wet shoulder length grey hair covering his glaring eyes. He was holding a head of a demon in his hand, and from behind his back, a large sword the size of his height sparked blue lightning.
"Whoa, Dante, you look like crap." Trish smiled.
"Well, I underestimated the enemy. He was bigger than we were told." Dante grunted. "But..as usual, I took care of that."
"At least you're back, this man was getting impatient for your arrival." Trish said, referring to Kaji. "This is Ryoji Kaji."
"What? Another client?" Dante lazily said. "Listen, pal. No offence, but I'm tired, had a rough day, killing demons and all, but please, come back tomorrow, or when I'm in a better mood."
Kaji simply growled at Dante. "No, you listen! Something's big is going to happen soon and that's why I'm here to see that you accept the mission that is what I have to offer you?"
"And just what is that, my good man?"
"Your new mission...is to go to Toyko-3 and stop the Third Impact." Kaji said seriously. "And I will NOT take no for an answer."
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Well, there you have it. My first Devil May Cry fic, but it's probably the first Evangelion/Devil May Cry fic ever. I hope you guys enjoyed this opener and if your reviews say only good things, I may continue it. I'm also open for suggestions, but I'm doubtful there will be any pairings as this will have all out action. See you in Chapter 2, as we'll find out if Dante will accept his mission and what will happen to Nerv? Laters.