Nothing Will Ever Change That

Chapter 74: Fight For Your Life

A/N- This chapter was proof-read by Frost-Eva-00. Thanks for the help… again!

Asuka's Room – Same Day – 7:00 PM

Once again, I passed off my child like a piece of meat. I was having Akagi take care of her while I went out to 'relax'. Like hell I was going to relax, I could get shot! I was just now exiting NERV without any trouble – Akagi told the guards to let me go. As I walked to Rei's old neighborhood, I play with the gun in my pocket. Now with two notches, it basically shows my fate. How could I kill another human? What the hell is coming over me? Why have I become this killer? When I am staring God in the eyes, how will I justify my actions? I know that there is no possible way for me to make up anything that I've done in my lifetime, and I've also come to terms with that. I was destined for damnation, and I can't change it.

When I finally get to Rei's house, I decide to ask YY if he had any information on T-Bone's whereabouts. I once again open the door to junkies and pushers. I see YY at his desk cutting his product, so I simply walk up to him.

"Hey, you got any information on this T-Bone guy? Where should I start?" he pops up his head and looks at me with a half smile.

"All I got is what he looks like and where he MIGHT be. He's a tall man – about six-ten – and he's Hispanic. He normally pushes his crap down at the docks, but there is no guarantee. That's all I got. Remember, if I don't see him dead, you don't leave and you still work for me. I want you to bring back his hand, use the knife. Now get going, I'm busy here," he goes back to his work as I walk off. The docks – which were a good five miles away – were normally off limits, but after the last angel was defeated, they've become a breeding ground for scum. I head back to NERV and grab my car.

By the time I get past all the traffic and drive the five miles, it was about nine and the streets were lit by lights. I park my car about a hundred feet away from the docks, not wanting suspicion to arise if he was there. The gates were wide open and the warehouses around the area had a good amount of light coming from the windows. One of them caught my attention though; it was solid red while the others were white. It seemed like an okay place to start, so I creep over to the half-open garage and peek in. it was literally filled with men in red staring at a man – also in red – up on a platform. The man that was up on the platform fit the description that was given to me, but I couldn't do anything about it. There were a good two hundred men on his side, and I was alone. Instead of getting shot, I go over to one of the many covered boats next to the warehouse and hop in. I then simply wait for the men to leave.

"We have been gathered here for one purpose… and one purpose only… to rid the world of scum like the Hundos. They have been killing off our men for years now, and it's time to end it!" he spoke with a loud voice as he made his speech, "Many of them are having a little get-together at 49th, and we are going to pay them a little visit," the men hoot and holler at his voice, "I want every single one of them dead! Not one will live! If you want out… too bad, either shoot or get shot, that is the way of the Mendez. Now go!" I hear a stampede of men running out of the warehouse, then cars driving off. After a few minutes, I hear silence.

I crawl out of the boat and once again creep over to the garage door and peek inside. I see T-Bone hoping off the stage and walking to the door. He was alone, so I decide to jump out at him. With my gin drawn, I reveal myself.

"Who the hell are you?" I aim the gun at him, "Oh, so you're another one of YY's guys, huh? Let me guess, he sent you here to kill me, right?" I fire a shot and he rolls out of the way, "You've really gone downhill, haven't you Shinji? You're working for a dealer, you know that right?" does everyone know me?

"I don't care. Just hold still, I'll make it quick," I fire another shot and he once again rolls out of the way.

"You'll make it quick?" he grabs the collar of his t-shirt and tears it off easily to reveal two holsters on either side of his body with a sawed-off shotgun on each one, "How about not?" in an instant, he rips one out and firs at me. I blindly duck and by some miracle dodge the shot. I whip back up and fire one shot at him. I see him jerk a little, then look up at me, "You actually got skills kid! You're the first person to ever shoot me… unfortunately your prize is death!" he fires his last shot with that gun, and I run for cover. I roll over to one of the many abandoned cars and start to reload my gun – not an easy task with one hand. After about thirty seconds, I roll back out and look around for him.

"Were the hell are you?" I didn't see him anywhere, I didn't even hear anything.

"Oh, are you looking for me?" I turn around to see him aiming his last shotgun at me. I haul ass out of the way as he fired his gun, now I only had to deal with one more shot, "Damn! You're fast! Only one shot left… more then enough," I look at him again to see blood dripping from his fingers.

"How… are you not… feeling the pain?" I'm out of breath from running out of the range of his gun.

"Oh, it's a little thing I put together called Hawk. My own creation! It gets rid of any pain you might feel, and it's non-addictive… for me anyway. This stiff will make itself public as one of the most wanted drugs since weed in a few days. Now, enough of the formalities," he runs over to me with his gun drawn. I ran to cover once again as I hear a shot being fired, "God damnit!"

"Out of shells, huh?" I casually walk out to him, "Whatcha' gonna do now?" I raise my gun to his head.

"Die… plain and simple. Go ahead; pull the trigger, no one will miss me. You fought pretty good kid, I'll give you that," I walk closer to him and put the gun right between his eyes, "One question though… how's your daughter? Dietlinde, isn't it?"

"How the fuck do you know about her? I swear to God, if you did anything…" he cut me off.

"Whoa! Back up, I wouldn't kill a baby, I'm not THAT heartless. And how do I know about her? I've had my eye on you for some time now Shinji Ikari. I WAS going to hire you for my own, but YY beat me to it apparently. I know everything about you. I know about your father, I know about you piloting, I even know about your mother," how the hell?

"Shut up! Just shut up!" he laughs a little.

"What, afraid to hear this? Your father left you for work, didn't he? Why do you think he did that? He thought you were a failure, so he dumped you off. Hey, you've proven him wrong though. Look at you now, you're raking in cash like some can't imagine, and all you have to do is pull a trigger. Good for you," I put the barrel of the gun against his skin.

"I said shut up!" he once again laughed.

"Or what, you're going to kill me? Like I said, go ahead, I'm okay with death, but what will Asuka think? Do you think she'll trust you after what you've done?" no, "Hey, it was fun while it lasted with her wasn't it? She's a pretty nice piece of ass, don't ya think? And you get to ride that! You lucky son of a bitch!"

"Shut the fuck up!" a loud bang echoes through the warehouse. I fall to my knees crying. He was right… she won't trust me if she finds out. I'm so screwed… I should have found a different way; I should have thought this through, "Damnit!" I don't deserve Asuka, I don't deserve Dietlinde, and I don't deserve to live. In a quick action, I trust the gun under my chin, "God Ikari!" I start to pull the trigger.

A/N- Suspense! Three men, three killings, and countless sins, how will Shinji live with this? Will he live with this? Find out in the next chapter; Stricken, until then, keep on keepin' on!