Shinji Ikari One Shot
Nexus
This references the prior one shot stories, or rather crosses over with all of them. Just a bit of fun for those following along.
Dreams, that was all they had been. Pathetic attempts to shield himself from the pain of the world. Even as he sat here on this hellish train, listening to his younger self tell him what a loser he was, he kept having them. He even dreamed of being rescued from his own mind, how pathetic was that?
"I am the Shin-"
"No…" A voice that rumbled like cannon fire said. "You are not."
Shinji looked up from his own tear soaked hands and saw the accursed child looking down the barrel of a sawed off shotgun, held by the white gloved hand of another Shinji Ikari.
"I've never killed the personification of an god-like being's mind rape of a little boy before. So I want you to help me make our first time special."
The little boy opened its mouth and screeched as its teeth turned to fangs and its eyes turned jet black. A double blast had Shinji covering his head with flailing arms as the creepy child was turned into a new crimson paint job for one half of the train car.
"Aaaaaah, was it as good for you as it was for me? Oh, too wasted to pull yourself together? That's okay, I have that effect on people." The vampire said while he reloaded his shotgun. "Well scratch that off the bucket list."
"Oh god, this is just another dream, isn't it? I'm still gonna die."
"No."
"I'm not gonna die?" Shinji asked, a spot of hope in his voice.
"No, this isn't a dream, but you are going to die. Now before you start…" The vampire replied.
"That's not helpful!"
"I said, BEFORE. YOU. START!" The vampire said, and then straightened his tie. "As I was saying, you are going to die unless you do as I say and get your shit together."
Shinji fell on his ass as the train faded away, leaving him and the vampire on an empty white plain in an empty white void. The vampire hauled him to his feet.
"Right, so I am sure you have a lot of questions, but you can ask them all later assuming we don't all die."
"B-but you killed the angel, its over now, right?"
"Well I killed the mind-rapey part of the angel…" The vampire said as the ground began to shake. "Now comes the actual rape part."
The vampire pointed behind Shinji, who turned to see a creature that looked like a gaping maw with legs. Multitudes of mismatched legs pulled the slug like creature along he ground. It had no eyes, no ears, only hundreds of teeth dripping with caustic drool around a black void of a mouth.
"M-m-musn't run away."
"Alright, stop that shit, you aren't helping anybody. Come on." The other Shinji grabbed the boy by the shoulders and spun him around to face the oncoming monster. Shinji couldn't tell how far away it was, with no reference in sight, but it already looked taller than the evangelions and it still looked pretty far away.
"Okay, hands up like so." The Shinji in black raised the one who was quaking in fear's arms up straight out in front of him. "Okay, frame the target, yeah just like that."
Shinji made a box with his thumbs on the short ends and two fingers and looked through it at the angel.
"Okay, now the words, with me in one, two three…"
Releasing dimensional control systems level 3, level 2, level 1… Situation E recognized, the Katsuragi invocation is in effect. Temporary release of abilities authorized until the enemy is silenced and full integrity is restored.
Shinji Ikari, the scared little boy, was lifted into the air, his arms held straight out, as red mist surrounded his body. The vampire stood in front of him, looking up.
"What is that thing, what's happening?"
"This angel is but a portal, it has no power of its own. That is why it is forced to use your own trouble and pain against you. That monster is everything you fear, everything you hate about the world, about yourself, made real."
The vampire had its shotgun out again, changing the shells in the twin barrels. Shinji tried to move, but the rose colored mist held him like a vice grip. He could not turn, he could not look away, he could not RUN away.
"However, it has been fucking with the walls between parallel dimensions a bit, leaving room for you to do the same. Your little dreaming has been more like spying on other lives out of dissatisfaction for your own. But flitting between worlds like that, you are connected to each of those lives. So if you die, well that's it for all of us."
"But you are here! So does that mean I can bring the others?"
The laughed as he slapped the weapon shut. "That's the idea. What is thy bidding my master?"
"Keep me safe from my trouble and pain!" As soon as the words escaped his mouth, Shinji felt a shock like someone had put a million volts directly into his spine. As he shook and convulsed in the mist's grip, little balls of red lights broke off and began to fly around him.
The vampire Shinji Ikari, heir to the power of Alucard, leveled his shotgun at the monster and fired both barrels. Twin explosions within its maw rocked the monster until it returned fire with a gigantic beam of pink fire, heading right for the immobilized Shinji.
Shinji slammed his eyes shut and waited for the end, but there was only heat and light, but no pain. When he opened his eyes, he saw another self, glad in a scarlet tunic and a brass colored helmet polished to a mirror finish. His massive shield had stopped the attack cold. The warrior flew off towards the monster, born aloft by red light.
"See that sword brother! That is why I carry a proper shield. Let us see your magic do that!"
A light that flew in the shape of a dragon resolved itself into a man glad in midnight black armor that exuded crimson menace. "Bah, I wear proper armor, not just a helmet!"
Another sprite zoomed past the bickering warriors in the shape of a wolf before a man wearing a wolfskin and carrying an axe in each hand snapped at them. "if you milk-drinkers are done flirting, we have an angel to kill! Unless you've forgotten, that's what we do!"
The man wolf man dissolved back into red light and shot off towards the angel. "For Odin!" Echoed in the air behind him.
"Ta Sardar Gor!"
"For Sovngarde!"
The warriors flew off together, each straining to draw blood before the others. When they reached the monster, each took form and attacked. The Gorean cast his great spear, wreathed in golden light into the maw of the beast before drawing his sword. The monster screamed and stopped dead in its tracks. Though it was but a tiny weapon compared to the size of the thing, it pieced the lip and stuck fast in the ground. No matter how the angel pulled, it could not loose it.
Yool Tor Shul!
Fire engulfed the angel even before the Dragonborn landed on its back. Every slash of his blade left burning gashes across the beast's flesh, burned shut by lightening before getting torn open again by blade and thu'um.
Shinji watched as the berserker, sheathed in armor of golden light, hacked off legs and beat back the monsters attack. But even together, they weren't winning. They were holding it back, but even now he could see them tire.
"More!"
Shinji's skull screamed in pain and his ears bled from the twin sonic booms as the jet fighter and the power armor flew past.
Shinji Stark Ikari let his dorsal thrusters take over as he brought his repulsors to bear on the angel. a barrage of overcharged beams stunned the beast only for a flight of hundreds of micro missiles to go right down its ugly throat. Gouts of fire pushed out through the many wounds in its body as they detonated.
"Alright flyboy, you ready?"
High above, the pilot banked the fighter plane hard and armed all of his weapons as the angel came into his sights.
"Firefox to all friendlies, make way."
In synchronous, a dozen missiles and a hyper-sonic cannon fired as a uni-beam blast to put the angel Ramiel to shame tore through the monster. For the first time yet, the beast took a step back.
The original Shinji Ikari, the one acting as a conduit for all the others, could feel the power flowing through him. For everything else he was, for all the bad traits, for all of the self-absorbed whining, for all the immature bullshit, he was Shinji Ikari.
He made the angels die.
"More, all of you, come and fight!" Shinji screamed.
A glowing red figure, shaped like a man and holding its Rickenbastard guitar by the neck in one hand stopped to regard him with glowing eyes before rushing off to battle. A gigantic black and white stripped sandworm followed, carving through the void at any angle it pleased.
For a moment, the angel was held. The worm had bound it to the ground and many of its legs had been carved away.
"Finish it!" Shinji yelled. Through everything he had felt presences like his own, souls he could recognize as himself coming from elsewhere. Now he felt something huge and totally unlike himself appear. For a moment he was afraid it was another angel, or maybe some new and terrible form. When he heard the words, he realized he was happy that it was something much much worse.
The white void went dark in the shadow of an enormous hand, so big a single finger would have dwarfed the evangelions all together. Its skin was black like the night sky, with stars shimmering across it. All of the other Shinji's disappeared when the hand reached down and grabbed the monster within its clenched fist.
Shinji looked up as it lifted the struggling angel and saw the void-skinned giant. In the shape of a man, its three eyes were each like a sun, its long hair a nebula of many colors. It wore ribbons of chromatic light and a serpent that must have stretched the length of nations rested on its shoulders.
I am created
The angel monster screamed and thrashed as the giant began to squeeze.
The destroyer
He could not define the moment when it happened, but Shinji was no longer watching the giant. He was the giant. With the angel struggling for release, he felt the power he wielded.
NERV built the evangelions, but they needed him to pilot. Asuka and Rei could pilot, they could even win, but not like him. He was Shinji Ikari, the hunter of angels. So what if he had some emotional baggage to get past, who didn't?
As his confidence grew, his troubles and pain seemed smaller and smaller. As quickly as he had become the giant, he was himself again, and the angel struggled within his small, pale fist.
"I am the Shinji Ikari that I want to be." He said with a smile. He did not have to crush the monster. It was gone.
Shinji looked up at a slow clapping and found the him in the dark suit againt there again. "Congratulations."
"What happens now?"
"You got a world to get back to. You have three women who would like nothing more than spend their lives with you. You have an evil conspiracy to defeat, which I would like to point out is definitely one of the more enjoyable things to kill in this world. Speaking of which, you have a world to save and after that, an entire life to live and do with as you please."
"How do I go back?"
"Well, before I tell you, some advice. The power of giving up your humanity is very tempting, but you don't need it. Remember that you are human, as you were always meant to be." The other Shinji Ikari said, then took off his sunglasses. Instead of the red eyes of the vampire, there was Shinji's own bright blue.
"Who are you?"
"I am the Shinji Ikari you needed to meet. Now wake up and get back to it."
Shinji Ikari woke up under a familiar hospital ceiling, gasping for breath.
"You are awake." He looked over and saw Rei sitting next to his bed.
"Ayanami-san… yeah, I am… right?"
She tilted her head. "Yes."
Shinji sat up on the bed, feeling surprisingly good. "Hey Ayanami-san, I'm hungry, would you like to get some food? You know, like a date?"
"A… date?"
"Yeah." Shinji said, swinging his legs off the bed. "I know this great shwarma place, well I mean I don't, but another me did. It's a long story, come on lets go."
Credits
The characters and the stories they are from, in order of appearance.
The Vampire – No Life King Of Tokyo-3, ShinjiCard, Hellsing Crossover, ongoing story.
The Warrior – A Warrior From A Counter Earth, Shinji Of Gor, Gorean Chronicles Crossover, ongoing story.
The Dragonborn – Angelborn, Skyrim crossover. For those who play, One Handed/destruction, smithing, starts as light, transitions to heavy armor, Stormcloak, Listener of the Dark Brotherhood, vampire hunter, made Miraak his bitch. Favorite shout: Fire Breath. Angels are just bigger, weirder, dov'ah. Adam is like Akatosh.
The Berserker – The Hammer Of The Gods, Shinji is the chosen of Odin. Inspired by the excellent Vikings TV show. His berserker fighting style would be enabled by passive AT field deflecting blows.
The Power Armor – NERV of Iron, Shinji Stark Ikari, Marvel crossover. Taken up by another author.
The Jet Fighter – Beneath My Wings, Shinji "Firefox" Ikari, not a crossover, just my ode to all things military aviation. Evas are advanced fighter planes and Shinji is married to Rei with a young son named Kaworu.
The Roadie – Everything Louder Than Everything Else, Shinji as a roadie to Motorhead, with a touch of FLCL.
The Ghost – Its Showtime, Beetlejuice crossover, the ghost with the most baby. Series more than movie.
The Destroyer – Trishula, for those following that story, that is Shiva's true form. Will not be making an appearance in that story however. Instead you'll get his evangelion.
The Yakuza – An Appreciation For Tradition, Shinji as heir to the most feared name in the Yakuza, Yui Ikari. He is more the boss type than the leg breaker, so coming in just at the end to tell Shinji what he needs to hear is his style. For those interested, Toji and Kensuke are leg breakers for fun and profit.
"Do you like it?"
"It is pleasing. What else does a date entail?"
"I dunno, we could find out together if you like."
In another dimension, a cross dimensional abomination in the form of a little boy in a striped shirt, lay on a table, held down by several layers of clear plastic wrap. The boy did not wince when another Shinji Ikari put a scalpel to his cheek and took a small sample of blood, which he then put on a glass slide.
"I was taught that I should apologize for not being able to come to the gathering earlier." Shinji said as he slid the slid into a polished wooden box with two dozen others. "I just don't work well in groups."
The Predator – Morning Routine. Shinji's teacher was Dexter Morgan.
"I believe dates are suppose to be between just two individuals interesting in each other romantically."
"Who said it was a date, wondergirl?" Asuka snapped from the other side of Shinji.
"I'm just here to chaperone."
"Uh, Now before you start, I figured we should just discuss it now so nobody gets hurt down the line, even if it never happens. What did you call it Misato, the Four Point Star Formation?... What?... Why are you all looking at me like that?"
end
Not doing endings for this one, thought this would be more fun. Based on an idea I had a while back with the original Shinji Ikari meeting various crack fanfic counterparts.
I have more of these coming, no worries. Going to keep doing these little wrap ups, I call them nexus chapters, every five or so.
For anyone wondering where the Shinji who performed in Rocky Horror is: Lifted up by red mist, talking to a vampire, he asked to be shielded from his trouble and pain. Rose tint my world keep me safe from my trouble and pain is a chorus from Rocky Horror Show. Also, you know, probably going to do a part II to that.