A/N: Srry for the long wait, I've been training with my recruiter and its been taking away from my writing. But here, the continutation.

Chapter

Intermission:

//Logging Out...

It was the evening. The warm soil and thick air surrounded the ruins that lay scattered among the hills and plains. A set of damaged doors split open slowly allowing a young man to exit, his face clearly revealing an emotion of weariness. A woman who had been waiting for his arrival stared angrily, her arms folded and her expression no way merciful.

"What took you so long? I have been waiting for nearly three hours! Don't you realize it's incredibly hot here?" she said.

"Relax. The computer system down there is extremely old and it took me a while to figure out. In any case, I think we found something interesting."

The woman sighed.

"What is it then?"

"The system has a bunch of files. The reason I was down there for so long was because I had to read them all and when I got to a certain one it said that the ones I was originally reading were actually corrupted files made for me to get confused. Weird, I know. In any case it was getting too hot for me to stay down there. We have to come back tomorrow. I think its internal battery can last enough for us to read all of the files."

The woman stared for a moment.

"But the files are of our absolute-great-grandparents?" she asked.

"Yep, at least, that's what it sounds like. Hey, we might find out if the 'Eva' really existed. Wouldn't that be cool to find one?"

"I think it would. If we find one I want to pilot it first."

"What? Why you?"

"Because I'm beautiful."

"What the hell does that have to do with piloting a mythological machine?"

"Everything. Now shut up. Let's get back to the surface."

That next morning the two of them entered through a rusty elevator that had recently gone under repair and crept down into the bowels of the underground cavern. The sound of the hissing elevator engulfing the cage that lowered them deeper into the Earth.

"Asa, do you think our absolute-grandparents left something here?" the young man asked.

"They might have, I don't know, Yasu. I just wish I could have met her though." said Asa.

Yasu looked at her and suddenly realized she was talking about their absolute-great grandmother.

"How come?" he asked.

She shrugged.

"I heard stories from mother. Didn't she tell you anything about her?"

"Not really, Dad just told me things about grandfather."
"Figures."

"Why? What did she tell you about her?"

"Well it's not what she told me that got me interested in Obachan. It was what she gave me that got me interested."

"Gave you?" he asked.

"Yeah, mother gave me a box full of things that belonged to Obachan. It was full of things but what really stood out was a small booklet with her writing."

"Wait, you actually read something grandmother had written?"

"Yeah, but it was written in old Japanese so I had to ask grandmother how to read it. I think she and mother got excited when I asked them."

"Do you remember what it said?" asked Yasu.

Asa looked into the air for a moment before closing her eyes and reciting:

Meine Kinder,

I do not know what generation will uncover this but at this point it shouldn't matter. What matters is that you grow healthy and strong and guide yourselves to a path I could not ever find for myself. I write this now for my little one but I'm also writing this for any other children I might have and any child that my children have. It's funny. If I were to see myself the way I am now compared to when I was just a teenager I would seem to have lost my pride but that's entirely not true. I have grown. We have grown. He and I. We have grown enormously. I miss him so much. I never thought love would hit me as much as it did. Then again, as I write this I'm watching my little love sleeping without a care in the world. Motherhood has changed me and I'm happy it did. I just wish he were here to spend this time with us.

I'm keeping a small journal. I don't like to write a lot so I won't keep it for long. Just long enough so I can keep track for a bit. I haven't seen her in a while. It's hard for me to say this but now I can honestly say she played a huge part in my life. She brought us together and I will forever be glad she did. I don't know where she is now but a letter came in the other day and it was from her. I hope she comes back but if she doesn't I'll always remember her. I hope one day my daughter meets her...

Yasu stared at his sister with an awe inspired look on his face.

"How in the world did you remember all that?"

"I read it more than once." she replied.

"More like a thousand."

"Would you like me to hurt you?"

"I was kidding!"

"You better be."

They left the elevator and about several minutes later they found themselves at the base of a ruin standing before a large rusted door. The heat of the place radiating off the soil.

"Alright, I don't know how long it will take me. You sure you don't want to go in with me?" he asked Asa. She looked at her brother and crossed her arms.

"No, I... I can't stand tight places."

He nodded and retreated into the unknown. Scare light emitted within the corridors and old stairs. It was drastically hot but that no longer made it unbearable like it did the first day he went in there. Using his hands to guide him he felt along the walls for an opening Once his fingers treaded against a gap he quickly pulled himself inside and slid down a cable of wires like a rope. Once his feet touched the darkened bottom his eyes caught sight of a dimly lit computer interface. It was still alive, he thought. He approached it and tapped several buttons before the computer screen lit up.

"Alright, let's see, what else is here?"

Asa stood impatiently as she allowed herself to fall back against the metal wall. It was incredibly hot and the purpose was still unknown which made it even more infuriating. In truth all she wanted was for Yasu to find information about grandmother. She no longer became confused when she used the term grandmother and Obachan to describe her actual grandmother and her great (multiple greats actually) grandmother. Obachan, to her, was this mysterious strong willed woman she was related to but knew nothing about. Her grandmother on the other hand was this old woman who was on the verge of senile. She could remember her grandmother telling her stories about Obachan. At first Asa thought they were made up. At first she couldn't believe that her own family had once controlled giant robots to fend off something called the "Angels". That didn't sound right, she thought. It wasn't until a government funded excavation team found this giant hole in the ground and all of these ruins that suddenly her aspirations suddenly became real.

"Geofront," she whispered as she grazed her fingertips across a small plaque that hung loosely from the metal wall, "Obachan, you were here."

A blood curdling scream erupted from the depths of the ruined housing from which Yasu had entered causing Asa to jump and smack her head against an overhanging piece of metal.

"What's wrong? What happened?" called Asa as she rubbed her head

"Nothing, I just wanted to do that." answered Yasu from the darkened depths. She grimaced and cursed under her breath. Her brother was idiot sometimes.

The air grew incredibly hotter with every hour they stood in within the ruins. In truth they were only allowed to explore between certain hours but they managed to bypass such restrictions. For the past month they had been coming down there to explore. Yasu would mess with the computer and Asa would look around for any artifacts. It was tiresome work and although Yasu so far was the only one who was coming up with anything she was hoping she would find something relating to her long gone grandparents. The only thing she had of her family's past was a fragile piece of paper with Obachan's journal entry.

She sighed in disappointment as she withdrew a rubber band from her pocket and tied her long red hair into a ponytail. It was too hot to go natural here, she thought. She scavenged through the twisted metal and debris in hopes of finding anything interesting but after each turned shard of history and nothing to show for it her hopes plummeted. At this rate she was going to be hot, annoyed, thirsty and empty handed. She kicked a piece of metal and fell flatly on her ass as she gripped her foot in pain.

"The hell is that?" she spat as she rubbed the pain from her foot. Upon closer inspection she noticed the large piece of steel was jutting from the ground and refused to move. Unlike the ruins it was based in the large monolith like structure was the only thing that seemed to be secured. She placed her hands upon it and was surprised that it was incredibly cold. A drip of sweat from her chin fell onto the metal object and as it ran down its side leaving a trail of icy flakes. Whatever it was. It wasn't normal, then again, was anything about this place normal?

From the corner of her eye she saw her brother approach wiping his head of excess sweat.

"What's up?" he asked watching her curious expression.

"Did you find anything else on the computer database?" she said. Yasu looked behind him before replying,

"Not really, I'm manually de-fragmenting it, you know, putting the pieces back together. It's been so long since that thing has been in full use so it almost all the information is in different places."

"You never had trouble before."

"I don't know," he admitted, "For some reason it's just taking longer and longer to find each file to read. Anyway, what are you doing and why is your foot bleeding?"

Asa looked down and was silently stunned to realize that blood was seeping from her boot.

"Dammit, I found this thing," she said pointing at the odd monolith and caring for foot. Yasu merely shook his head as he knelt beside her.

"It doesn't matter now. We'll look into it when you heal up," he said, "I'm going to have to carry you to the surface. We'll come back another day, let's go."

"What the hell are you doing? We have to find out what that thing is in the ground, let go of me! I sweat to god I'll kick your ass when I'm better. Put me down!"

Yasu ignored her complaints as he scooped her into his arms. The journey home should be interesting, he thought.