Evangelion Heroes: The Last Son of Krypton
Disclaimer: For the fourth time, no I do not own Evangelion. And I do not own the man of steel either.
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Chapter 2: More powerful than a Locomotive
['Reports have been streaming in from all over Tokyo-3 on the mysterious young man in a red cape and blue outfit, doing the impossible and saving lives across town. One of the earliest sightings was just after the Angel attack, where ten year old Akira Suzuhara was trapped underneath a demolished building that the angel had destroyed during its rampage. Losing hope, little Akira was astonished to see the large and incredibly heavy pieces of rubble lifted before her very eyes and the man then flew her to an army base were she received medical care for her minor injuries. The medics say that if that man had not been there, little Akira would most likely have not survived. This man's appearance has also sparked a debate on the usefulness of the Evangelion units that NERV was meant to deploy against these creatures, as billions upon billions of not just Yen has gone toward the Evangelion's construction. The reason the debate was started was because the man defeated the Angel by flying through it and now…-']
'Well, Ikari? What do you have to say for yourself?' SEELE-05 asked Gendo, obviously displeased by the recording that had been played.
'Yes, I would like to see how you pull yourself out of this one' SEELE-07 arrogantly said.
'I did not know of this man's presence until after the Blue pattern disappeared, right now I have Section 2 searching for answers' the Commander said coldly.
'We all know how incompetent that security force is, always looking for simple answers in complex ways' SEELE-02 said, 'if they had merely turned on a computer and searched for awhile, they would have found him easily.'
'Are you serious?' SEELE-05 asked in astonishment.
'Yes, he appeared recently, approximately 5 months ago in America. He spoke with a journalist, Ms…Lane I believe, and she wrote an article about his life story and was becoming quite the hero among the cities people.'
'What of the articles contents?' asked SEELE-06, intrigued by this revelation.
'According to him, he is the last survivor of the planet Krypton and was sent to Earth by his father. Apparently, our solar systems Yellow Sun is what gives him his incredible powers,' explained SEELE-02.
'That is preposterous!' shouted SEELE-05, this whole thing sounded like some insane comic book plot, the man must have some advanced technology or something.
'No, it is entirely possible. Plants absorb sunlight for nutrients, so it is entirely possible and we have all seen what the Angels abilities allow them to do,' SEELE-08 said, intrigued by this information.
'Well, it seems you have a lot on your hands Gendo,' Keel said smugly.
'I will not let this extraterrestrial meddle in our scenario' Gendo stated, not showing his inner rage at the aliens interference.
'Good' Keel closed his connection and the other members followed suit. With Keel gone the meeting was unanimously declared over.
Gendo sat, on his own staring ahead. His face was devoid of emotion, but his mind was another matter entirely. He would not let this…kryptonian, stand in his way to godhood, if he had to slay a god to become one, then so be it. Whatever it took to be with Yui again…it would be worth it, and then he could finally make up for past mistakes.
- [Last Son] -
'Wow! This is great Shinji, where'd you learn how to cook like this?' Misato asked, impressed by the timid boy's culinary skills. The breakfast he had prepared tasted divine, as if it had been prepared by a god.
'Well, my adoptive mother taught me when I lived on the farm, but she is actually a lot better than me' Shinji answered, sitting down at the table and eating at a more acceptable pace than his Guardian.
'Farm? I thought you said you lived in Metropolis?' Misato asked the boy in between stuffing her face with large amounts of the "divine" food.
'Oh…uh, I just thought since no one really knows Smallville…and well, Metropolis is rather close to it' the boy shrugged, feeling silly for lying about his home town over the simple matter of general knowledge of Kansas.
'It's okay. Oh, before I forget. You'd best get ready for school, I've already enrolled you in the Tokyo-3 municipal high school' the captain said.
'Oh…' was all Shinji could say, shrinking into his chair. He did not enjoy school much, since his persona was not…socially acceptable and also he would much rather be out in the air, flying free and not held back by anything.
'Yeah, sorry, but NERV has to have a good image for their PR so, sacrifices have to be made to project a good image.'
'I guess' he said, hiding a sly smile at the irony.
'You're also going to have to buy a uniform after school, I don't have your measurements' with a wicked grin, she added, 'or we could get the measurements later today, if you know what I mean…'
'Th…tha…m…Misato!' shouted the boy in embarrassment, Misato had a knack for getting him to act like his image without acting.
'Hah-hah ha, you're so much fun Shinji!' she said, still laughing at the poor boys blushing face.
Shinji left the house as fast as he could without raising suspicion and began to walk towards the school, carrying his satchel with him and wearing his jacket which was 2 sizes too large for him and his glasses.
He made his way to school, making sure to appear as clumsy as possible, bumping into people and things and generally thinking about keeping the cape on at all times when he did this, but he knew it was not what he really wanted. He did want to help people, but he didn't need any glory for doing it, and being the mild mannered, clumsy, shy Shinji Ikari was his little hiding place.
He went to reception and discovered he had to see the class representative about his classes and such.
'Um, where can I find her?' he asked, pushing his glasses back up.
'Probably around the entrance, she's a pretty girl, brown hair in two pig-tails, quite easy to spot' the secretary explained, not really moving her head from the computer (Shinji was quite sure that she had not actually looked at him during the conversation).
'Thank you miss' Shinji said, making his way back to the entrance of the school.
Pulling his glasses down, he squinted, instinctively activating his X-Ray vision. He searched the grounds and spotted the girl walking into school, appearing to be tired, but intent on entering the school. He pushed his glasses back up and made his way to her.
'Um, hello, are you H…Hikari?' he asked.
'Yes, oh, you must be Ikari, Shinji?' asked the girl formally, straightening herself as if this where a boot camp.
'No, I'm Shinji…oh, I mean yes' Apparently all women in general got him to behave foolishly, right now he wanted to punch himself, although he rejected that idea due to public safety.
'Umm, okay' she said slowly, looking the boy strangely then figuring out the possible confusion, 'oh, right! You were living in America before you came, that's why you thought I was saying the wrong name.'
'Oh, yes. I'm sorry' he said, still thinking about a nice punch to wake him up.
'You don't need to apologize' she said softly, remembering that his students file had said he had left to America after his mother died, which was why he was so withdrawn and shy she guessed.
She then explained to him the procedure for getting to his classes on time and where he was allowed to have break, after which she said goodbye to speak with a group of girls.
The bell rang (too loudly for Shinji's liking) and he made his way into class first, not wanting to have to go through the embarrassing act of bumping into more of his classmates. After an incredibly boring lecture on the world before Second Impact, the bell rang signalling for break. Shinji was glad for this as he was getting jittery from all the other students looking at him oddly, his hearing let him find the cause of the looks. Being attacked by the angel had made some of their classmates leave town. So his moving into town was odd.
Shinji decided to climb the stairs to the roof of the school, finding solace in its isolation from others. With a sigh, he leant back against the door. Closing his eyes, he let his inhuman sense of hearing make him aware of any dangers present in the city, strangely enough, there wasn't. No, wait. South side of the city; sounds like a robbery.
Glancing at his watch, and deciding he had just enough time, Shinji removed his glasses, jacket and satchel, leaving them on the roof behind the entrance where they would not be discovered. After attaching his cape, he flew off towards the direction of the crime.
- [Last Son] -
In the Tokyo-3 museum of Natural History, three minutes ago, four armed men in ski masks entered.
They shot the security guards, leaving both in critical condition and had the group of visitors, which included children that had come to the museum for a class trip, sit inside the centre of the room. Two of the men watched, while the other two went to collect what they came for.
'How much longer do we have to wait?' the one gunman whispered to his partner, he was getting nervous just watching the hostages.
'Long enough for the others to grab the rock and get out' the other man huffed.
'What does that guy want with a chunk of rock anyway?' the nervy one asked.
'I dunno, alright? He's some scientist, so it's probably just some experiment or something, now will you shut up and just watch the hostages' the annoyed one growled.
'I'm just saying what if its worth more than he promised us'
The angrier one had no comment to snap at his partner this time. It actually made him think about it, 'We'll deal with that later.'
'You should listen to your buddy and deal with the problems at hand' said Shinji, looking at the two with narrowed eyes.
'Holy sh-'
'When the hell did you get here?'
All occupants in the room stared in disbelief at the man's sudden appearance; he wasn't there a second ago. They would have defiantly noticed him if he had been standing there before, his blue and red outfit and his red cape made him stand out quite a bit.
'Put the guns away and wait for the police to arrive' the costumed man said seriously.
'Hah, you think some fancy magic tricks are going to scare us?' the one gunman laughed, aiming his automatic rifle at Shinji, 'maybe we should do a magic trick of our own…'
There was a loud bang as the firing pin ignited the gun powder, and sent a single metal slug spinning through the air right at its target.
Everyone stopped breathing and stared. The bullet had disappeared. The man was still standing and had no holes in him and there was no blood. Nor had anyone heard or seen the bullet hit anywhere else.
The gunman who had fired looked at his gun; then at the man, confusion etched in his features.
'Looking for this?' Shinji said with a smirk, holding up a crumpled piece of metal and letting it roll of his palm and clang onto the ground.
'Tha…that's…not…' the gunman stuttered in fright, looking at his nervy partner, who had already dropped his gun and held his hands up, begging for mercy. When the one who still held a gun looked back, the man was gone, and he felt a chill run down his spine.
'Can you drop the gun now?' asked a voice from behind him, faster than was humanly possible, the gunman threw his weapon to ground, dropped to his knees and pleaded for the man to not kill him.
'Is everyone alright?' Shinji asked the small crowd of hostages, who looked at him in fear, which made him uncomfortable. Some of the crowd decided to come to their senses and told the man about the other gunmen and the injured security guards, 'Phone an ambulance and the police, I'll handle the other two.'
Shinji blurred to the other side of the museum, where he heard the two men conversing with each other. He was about to disarm them, but before he got within 10 metres of them, Shinji tripped and fell to his feet, gasping in pain. It felt like his insides were being massaged by a couple of knives. Clutching his stomach, trying to keep his insides where they belonged, he looked at the two surprised gunmen who stared back at the writhing, caped man in uncertainty, holding their stolen prize, a glowing green rock the size of a human head.
'Who the hell are you?' the one asked, drawing his pistol from his jacket.
'…I…I…ugh…' Shinji couldn't see properly, everything was blurred, he had never experienced this…this weakness in his life ever before. Nothing had ever hurt him or caused any pain, only discomfort. This sensation was new to him, how do normal people live with this?
'Damn, looks like he's about to roll over and die' the other one said, still holding the stolen property.
'Well then guess I'd better help him' the one with the pistol pointed his weapon at Shinji's head and was about to blow his brains out, but instead he yelled in pain and threw his gun away, cursing about it burning his hand.
Shinji felt sicker now. Using his heat vision was his most taxing power if it was abused, but it never left him this drained this quick. He stumbled to his feet, as the other gunman dropped the rock and was busy retrieving his gun.
Seeing the man grabbing his weapon, Shinji unleashed his breath, sending the two men and the rock back through the doors that they had entered and Shinji suddenly felt like his old, invincible self again.
'That's odd' he muttered.
He then focussed with his eyes to see through the double door and cocked an eyebrow. He couldn't see through it, aside from the small glass windows of course, but that meant that the doors were lined with lead and whatever was causing the pain was probably being blocked by it.
He stored that information away for later; he heard the sirens of police and ambulances approaching and decided he had better introduce himself to Tokyo-3, much as he had done with his short time in Metropolis, too bad Ms. Lane was not here.
The ambulances loaded the two security guards while the police collected the four would be thieves and a detective spoke with the man who had stopped the robbery with unconventional methods.
'So, you just…flew in?' the detective asked, looking with uncertainty at the man.
'Yes, my hearing is pretty good and I wanted to help.'
'Well, sorry but this sounds unbelievable' the detective said.
'It's what I do, if you want to know more about me, I suppose you could have a look for an article Ms. Lane did on me when I spent some time in Metropolis, in America.'
Before anymore words could be exchanged, an elderly man with white hair rushed up to Shinji.
'Hello, sir' the elderly man said with a formal bow, which Shinji returned, 'I must thank you for saving the day; I am Mr. Akihito, the curator of the museum.'
'I was just doing what was necessary Akihito-san, no thanks is needed' Shinji replied.
'Well, I think you deserve thanks sir, is there anything you require?'
Shinji was about to politely decline, but he remembered his sudden weakness and decided he could ask one thing, 'Could you tell me what the men were trying to steal?'
'Oh, the meteorite, it was given to the museum two years ago by a research facility that is now dismantled. It hit the earth about…13 years ago I believe, I don't know why they wanted to steal it, the researchers said it was only an interesting thing to look at and something about a few unknown elements, krypton and some other mumbo jumbo' the curator explained happily.
'Thank you Akihito-san, detective' with a nod to both the men Shinji began to float into the air.
'Wait! What's your name?' someone from the crowd that was held hostage shouted.
'Superman,' Shinji said with a smile, taking off into the air with a sonic boom leaving the only trace that he had been there.
- [Last Son] -
'Sir, Section-2 have found some information pertaining to the flying man' a voice message on the Commanders phone explained.
'Send them in' Gendo replied, hoping that the usually incompetent security force had found some decent information this time.
'Commander' the two broad shouldered men said, with a salute. They both looked like twins with their matching suits and dark hair (although one had slightly longer hair than the other) and dark glasses.
'Well, what have you found?'
'It appears that the "Superman" was involved in stopping a robbery today' the longer haired one began, 'we managed to grab a recording and found some interesting information.'
The one with shorter hair handed Gendo a small video pad, which played a security tape of the crime; Gendo watched it like a hawk.
'It appears that he is as impervious to injury and as fast as that American reporter claims' the shorter haired one said.
'Leave the room' Gendo said, without looking up from the recording.
The two agents looked at each other, stunned, but decided not to start anything with a man who could see to it that they never existed and obliged with his wishes.
Gendo replayed the video several times at a certain spot, taking note of the "Superman's" reaction. When he got to close to the rock, it almost looked like he had been poisoned, but why? Radiation from the rock, perhaps? But then why did it only affect him?
Realising he would need more data on this "Superman's" limits, he requested his Second in Command to make himself present at his office. Then he moved on over to his computer, typing in a command into the Magi, the advanced AI that ran NERV as well as the city.
- [Last Son] -
Shinji had made it back to school, just in time, and had to go through several more periods of the sensei's droning of life before Second Impact before the bell saved the students from death via boredom.
The whole class leapt to their feet, grabbing bags and walking out in small groups made up of their friends, leaving Shinji to watch them all go home making him feel a bit lonely.
'Shinji, I don't think you want to stay in school the whole day do you?' asked a voice which could only be the class representative.
'Oh, hello Hikari, why are you waiting here?' Shinji asked, surprised that the class representative was still there.
'Well, I thought I had better show you the school shop so you can buy a uniform' she explained with a small smile, she had seen his sad look when he had watched the other children in their class leave, so she decided that he must feel lonely being in a new school all of a sudden.
'You…didn't have to' Shinji said softly, feeling more positive about the day already.
'It is my duty as the class representative' she replied proudly, then she led Shinji to the shop.
'Here we are!' she exclaimed, 'you can grab your clothes and I'll wait out here'
Shinji selected the items he would require, unfortunately they didn't have any blazers or long sleeves, most likely due to the uncomfortable and perpetual heat that he had never felt. The short sleeves would leave his arms exposed, but he thought he could explain away his rather impressive physique with the fact that he had lived on a farm for 8 years.
'Is this okay?' Shinji asked Hikari, who turned around and blushed when she saw that Shinji was a lot bigger than she had first thought.
'Um, yes that is all you need' she said, trying to keep her voice even.
'Hey class rep!' shouted a boy with sandy brown hair and glasses, waving at Hikari.
'Hello Kensuke, I didn't see you in class today' she said, glaring at the boy.
'Sorry, but I just had to investigate these sightings that people have been reporting' he explained with enthusiasm.
'And what is more important than school?' Hikari asked, not pleased with Kensuke's answer.
'Superman, of course!' Kensuke exclaimed.
Shinji tried to make himself smaller when he heard his alter ego's name.
'Who?' Hikari asked.
'He's the guy who stopped the Angel, they said he just flew straight through it and then he has been seen saving people and stopping robberies and stuff.'
'Kensuke, he's just a hoax. There's no way someone could fly, right Shinji?' Hikari asked the new boy, who looked like a deer caught in headlights all of a sudden.
'Uh, well…when I stayed in Smallville I heard about someone like that in Metropolis' Shinji said timidly, worried he might be exposing himself.
'Whoa, wait! You lived in Smallville? The first sighting of Superman was there!' exclaimed Kensuke, excited that someone from outside Tokyo-3 had heard about the man.
'Okay, that's enough Kensuke,' she said, then she remembered something she had been meaning to ask the otaku, 'where's Toji?' she asked, feeling her worries come back to her when she remembered the jock who had not come to school in a while.
'I don't know, haven't heard from him in a while' Kensuke said with a shrug.
'He's missing almost as much school as Rei' Hikari groaned.
'Who's Rei?' Shinji asked.
'Some strange girl with blue hair and red eyes, she's really good looking in an odd way, but really…quiet' Kensuke said.
'Every time she misses school, she usually comes back with injuries and I've tried to ask her about it, but she just says that I don't need to know and don't need to bother with her' Hikari said sadly, she was certain Rei might be abused or something along those lines, but every time she asked the principal about it he quickly pushed such accusations aside.
'Well, that's Rei for you. Oh, I'd better go, gotta catch the train home' Kensuke explained.
'I need to catch it too, do you take the train Shinji or can you walk home?' Hikari asked.
'I'll…walk' he said slowly, lying through his teeth. By walking he meant flying, but they didn't need to know that.
'Okay, goodbye. See you tomorrow!' Hikari said, waving to him as her and Kensuke headed over to the train station, Kensuke was bombarding her with all the things Superman has been said to be able to do.
'Bye' Shinji said, giving a small wave of his own.
- [Last Son] -
The two classmates boarded the train, which took off at a slow pace, but built up speed as it went along.
'Hikari!' shouted Nozomi, Hikari's little sister.
'Hello Nozomi how was the class trip' the sister asked.
'It was so cool! There were these robbers and they were going to steal some rock and then-'
'What! Robbers?' shrieked Hikari.
'I wasn't finished!' huffed the 10 year old, 'then this man with a red cape whooshed in and he caught a bullet! The robbers face was so funny!'
'Hey, was that Superman?' asked Kensuke, interested to hear more.
'Mm-hmm, that's what he told us before he flew off' Nozomi said with huge grin.
'See, Hikari! I told you he was real!'
'Oh, please! You're getting proof from a ten year old' Hikari said.
'So you don't even trust your own sister! Class rep I thought we were meant to look up to you when—yah!' Kensuke, along with most of the other seated passengers who were not sitting down properly ended up on the floor as the train began to speed up.
'Isn't this going too fast?' asked a worried Hikari, looking out the window and watching the blurs of buildings becoming harder to make out.
The emergency lights came on, signalling for all passengers to get into their seats and sit tight. Everyone who had ended up on the floor; quickly regained their seats and held on to whatever they could, as the train was going much too fast.
'Oh, man!' exclaimed Kensuke, looking through the window and seeing that the end of the tracks where close and at this speed the train would not be able to slow down enough in time.
'What's wrong?' asked Nozomi, seeing the worry on Hikari and Kensuke's faces.
'Nothing Nozomi, just sit tight' Hikari said, with a smile that failed to reassure the little girl.
The train was getting dangerously close to the end of the line, many of the passengers were either praying or crying and only one held hope, this one had seen a red blur zoom past to the back of the train.
'Don't worry Hikari' Nozomi said, trying to reassure her sister.
Without warning the train lurched forward…and stopped completely. There were moans and groans of pain, but this only meant that all those in pain were alive enough to feel it.
Picking herself up from the floor, clutching her throbbing head, Hikari looked at the other passengers. All were a bit banged up, but alive. Then Hikari's eyes darted around for her sister, who had disappeared after her tumble.
She started to feel sick, but breathed a sigh of relief when she saw her standing at the end of the carriage, sticking her head out the window.
'Thank you!' shouted Nozomi waving to the man who had saved them.
Hikari stared in disbelief at the man floating in the air, in a red and blue outfit with the red cape that Nozomi had mentioned.
Superman waved back and then flew off into the sky.
- [Last Son] -
'More powerful than a locomotive indeed, Ms. Lane' commented Gendo, watching the video footage of Superman stopping the train by grabbing the back.
'Ikari, I can't believe you would do such a thing!' said a horrified Fuyutsuki, he had only just received the message from Gendo and had rushed back, hoping the Commander had not lost his mind.
'The ends justify the means Sensei; you of all people should know that' Gendo replied, his voice devoid of emotion.
'But there were children on the train, what if this…Superman was not as capable as you thought he was?' asked the professor.
'Well, then I would have found his limit' the Commander stated as a matter of fact, 'have you found out who wanted the meteorite stolen?'
'…Yes, a doctor who used to work for STAR labs, apparently he had several applications for the meteorite, but due to lack of funding and the fact that he could not prove his theories…'
'Find him, give him the meteorite and give him unlimited credit and also a working space in the Geo-Front, away from the technicians' Gendo ordered.
'Very well' Fuyutsuki said with a sigh.
-Chapter 2 end-
I will update my other stories don't worry, I just need to come up with some chapter ideas (I know where I want the stories to end, I just don't have the middle bits). Anyway, I hope you enjoyed reading and remember: any ideas you wish to give me just leave them in a review, there is no such thing as a bad idea!