Chapter 9! Ha, you expected some kamen rider's references!?
Note: I do not own Neon Genesis Evangelion, Rebuild Of Evangelion, Neon Genesis Evangelion ANIMA, and especially Kamen Rider franchise and a lot more,...
Daily music recommendation: Justiφ's Remix Ver Shuhei Naruse.
Alright, let's start the chapter in: 1, 2, 3, Launch! Chapter 9: Kurae! (Confrontation, 2nd part.)
A/N: Wrong person at the wrong place might be the beginning of a new future.
p/s: pls review, i want to see people rating my writing :( *cue sad music track*
"This is crazy! Why did I agree to this!?"
"Because it's fun~!" the smugging Fourth child laughed.
"I'll strangle you, Four-Eyes, you heard me -ow!" Asuka yelped in pain as a bird hit her face. "I swore to God that I will kill you after this!"
"Try me, Princess! Beside, skydiving is so goddamn fun!"
"I'll kill you! I will really kill you!" Opening her parachute, Asuka silently cursed the damn Four-Eye that fooled her into skydiving.
Somehow, after meeting each other for like, twenty minutes, Mari Makinami has already stepped several steps forward at being friends with the hot-blooded (real) Second Child. Contemplating her life choices, Asuka wondered if this was really her world? This was a new addition, it seemed. The Fourth in her old world was the Jock Stooge(whose name was actually Toji Suzuhara, by the way), but this world's Fourth Child was this new Brittish-Japanese girl for some reason.
After they were done skydiving, Asuka shakily walked up to the Fourth Child and almost choked her to death. Needless to say, Mari made tremendous progress in one day, but making friends with the Second Child wasn't so easy.
The red hair clips sighed, this will be a long day for both him and Soryu. At least she looks like she's having fun, it thought, watching soon-to-be friends chasing each other like Tom and Jerry. She really needed a break from this whole saving the world business.
Alright where were we? Ah, yes. After Shinji Ikari(Whose real name is actually Shinji only, but this is irrelevent at the moment) ran away from a destroyed parking lot after a devastating battle against the First Seraphim, escaping his responsibilities as always. He has finally come home at last, with a torn white shirt and a tattered pair of 20 thousand yen pants. His hand was holding his surprisingly unscathed black backpack considering what he went through this afternoon, which he tossed to the sofa in his living room after he entered his house.
"I'm home."
Of course, he said it to no one in particular, as he lived alone. Yawning, he lazily rubbed his eye with his bruised right hand.
Taking a bath would be a great idea, he thought while carefully undressing himself in his room, trying to not damage the already damaged clothes. Taking his new clothes into the shower, he began his daily routine of washing his body. Not much to say about what happened to him during his bath though, since nothing interesting happened and the author would be seen as a pervert for trying to describe his favorite character applying shampoo to his hair and starting to wash his face with his X-Men facial cleanser or something similar like that.
After a while, Shinji exited the bathroom, wearing a towel on his head. He felt refreshing, as if he just turned into a new leaf. Nothing beats a good bath after a long day, Shinji thought, grinning to himself. Opening the fridge, Shinji frowned at the lack of food present in his refrigerator.
Take-out it is, Shinji sighed and reached out to his phone.
Several minutes later, his doorbell rang. "It must be the food delivery guy!" Shinji said enthuastically, happy that his dinner has finally arrived. He placed his hand on the doorknob and opened.
And all hell broke loose as soon as he saw that red hair.
"Here's your food, mister- eh?" The red-haired girl exclaimed, her mouth opened in shock. "S-Shinji!?"
"S-Shamshel? Why are you here!?"
He had no idea why a red-haired Seraphim was being a delivery man. Or girl.
"So, let me get this straight." I placed a hand on the counter. "After obtaining your human form, you actually managed to blend in and get a job a day later? What are you, a Skrull?"
"Uh huh!" She replied pridefully, her hand placing on her chest. Odd. "So, am I cool!? Look, I'm practically an adult! I got a job, a house, and uh..." She rubbed her chin, trying to think of the next thing to say. I sighed and sat down on the chair.
"I thought Angels weren't that smart. I mean, you were literally a kaiju, right?" I asked. "How the hell did you manage to fool everyone to believe you were a human?"
"It's a secret~!" Attempting to imitate a overused trope of comedy relief, she used her fist to slightly knock it on her head, smiling innocently like some game mascot. Ah yes, how original.
" *sigh*, let's get to the point."I put both hands on the counter, interlaced the fingers of my hands, covering my mouth. Shamshel seemed to be surprised at my new pose.
"Drop that off." She hissed in anger. "Don't do that. It's creeping me out."
"O-okay?" She seemed to hate this pose for some reason. Come to think of it, Father did used this pose when we first met after my arrival to Tokyo-3. She sighed a breath of relief. "Well, let's start first. Who is Lord Longinus?"
"The one who is the current owner of the Lance Of Longinus?" She replied, successfully being unhelpful.
"No, no, I mean do you actually know who she is? I heard you talked about her as if she was a woman."
"A brunette woman holding a red spear who was identical to Wondergirl?" She shrugged. Another issue arises. Who the hell is this Wondergirl?
"Who is Wondergirl?" I asked. She looked at the ceiling, hands folding under her (small) chest.
"No, I don't remember."
"Eh? You don't even remember her name?"
"My memories have been hazy since I woke up." She used a finger to touch her forehead. "Memories of our time piloting the Evangelions together."
...Eh? Did she just say Evangelions?
"You know what an Evangelion is?" She nodded. "So you were a pilot? What was your codename? Like, The First Child, The Third Child... You know, names like that."
"Hmm... It was something like The Second Child, I believe." She scratched her head, playing with her red hair. "I was being very bratty and bossy in those memories, ha ha." She dryly laughed. Seemed like it wasn't a fond memory. "Something like a 'tsundere' you Japaneses have, but worse. Overly self-centric, you know what I mean."
"Oh, alright." I said. "You don't seem like what you say you were. I find you pretty friendly, y'know?"
"Y-you do!?" She said surprisedly, her beautiful blue eyes were glittering stars. "You don't have to lie! I-I..."
"Eh? No, I mean it. You are pretty cool." I extended a hand to her. "So, friend?"
"Yes! Yes, we are friends, right!?" She hastily shook my hand and muttered. "I'm so glad..."
She's about to cry again? Geez, am I that scary? "Sorry that I made you scared."
"No, it's nothing." She wiped her teary eyes, and looked me with a serious face. "It's your turn now. Tell me, Shinji. How did you know about Seraphims? And what is your power?"
"Tell me, Shinji. How did you know about us Seraphims?"
"Sister... Will you actually believe our story?" Sachiel sighed. Uncle Shinji can't just tell his sister all about his former life, where he met his father Adam and befriended him, only to be destroyed by a Big Bang explosion caused by Lilith. That would blow his cover as Shinji Ikari, making his sister cautious and could easily betray both of them due to her beliefs. Somehow, possibly due to the artificial evolution, Shamshel managed to have some kind of epiphany, causing her to have memories of someone who also pilots Evangelions, much likely to be someone from the future as the current Children here on Tokyo-3 were consisted of only Rei Ayanami, the First Child and Shinji, the Third Child.
Based on her information, this girl(Sachiel will call the true owner of the memories Girl A) was an Evangelion pilot that would later meet Shinji and eventually become comrades to battle Angels. According to her, they weren't really getting along (she had bossy and selfish attitude according to Shamshel). But Shamshel isn't acting like that, so it must be Shamshel and Girl A isn't the same person.
"But how did she have that human's form?" The Angel wondered. Was there a intervention in the process of the evolution to Seraphimhood? Possibly Lilith, since she was the Mother Of all Lilims, which are also known as humans. Take Gaghiel, the Sixth Angel as an example. His form has adapted to an aquatic lifestyle, instead of a human form that cannot survive in such abysmal environment. "Or was this a scheme from this Lord Longinus? She was also described as a human, after all."
The more he thought about it, the more he realized this made so much sense. The Lance Of Longinus was well-known for its ability to pierce and destroy the virtually immortal Angels. Literally a indestructible, invincible, all-powerful, all-knowing spear. Sachiel remembered his Father talking about the Spear, saying that it has a mind of its own, but it preferred not to do anything at all. This Lord Longinus could bend the spear to her will, making it to obey her command, so this Lilim must be an insanely strong person. Just who the hell was that strong?
Sachiel grimaced at the thought of this Lord Longinus being someone that comes from another world. Now this is truly out of his league, literally. Sachiel was an Angel, sure, but that's it. He has no brain, but his core was far more superior than such simplistic body part. But that didn't matter, since the Spear can just thrust in the core ONCE and he will explode like fireworks. That's how absurd that Spear was. Now in the hand of a even stronger being than itself, who knows what they can do to this world?
He will think about some countermeasures if that day comes. For now, he has another important conversation to pay attention to.
"Alright, Uncle." He muttered, silently waiting for Shinji's answer. "Will you tell her the truth, or a lie? Either way we will get screwed, now or later. What will your choice be?"
"Sir, Miss Yui Ikari was found unconscious at Unit 01's hangar! She was knocked out, but reports said that she is still very much alive!"
"Yui was alive?" was the last thing he remembered thinking about. His eyes opened widely at the sudden shift from past to present, and he began to feel his whole body ached with pain from lying on a bed for days and nights. As he woke up, the first thing he saw was a unknown white ceiling.
Gendo Ikari was the name of the man lying on that bed. Taking off his orange-tinted glasses, he used his hands to message his head, trying to ignore the headache.
"Ha... ha. Ha." The man dryly laughed, his voice seemed disappointed somehow. "I must have fainted while drinking." He grunted, as a small headache was messing with his head, making his vision all blurry. "Damn."
It was just a dream? So he just got his hope up for no reason? Shit, he regretted thinking about shooting that bratty lieutenant now. Gendo sighed, burying his face in his hands. Apparently, this was the second breakdown he has since he lost Yui, the love of his life. A small stream of tear began to flow, wetting his white gloves that were used to hide his scars.
"Fuck it, I quit drinking." He muttered. "Fucking drunk hallucinations. Stupid alcohol that made me weak." he cursed under his breaths. Indulging in alcoholism might not be as good as he thought. In other words, more drinking = hindering the Scenario, plain and simple. Snapping himself out of his self-loathing monologue, he sighed and tried to see his surroundings.
He looked around and found himself on a hospital's bed. Odd, he thought to himself, considering he didn't remember being delivered to the hospital. Maybe it's the Professor? No, the old man hated him. Doctor Akagi? No, she didn't appear in his office that day. So who was it?
'This is irrelevant.' He thought, saying his iconic line. Temporarily ignoring the question, he figured it out he should find a way to exit... whatever this place was. However, something stopped him from getting out of the bed. Gendo threw his blanket away, revealing his legs were cuffed to the bed.
"Okay, this was not what I expected." Clearly surprised, the man blurted out his thoughts honestly. Just who the hell cuffs their patient's legs to the bed? Gendo suspected this might not be a hospital as he thought previously. There was a probability that he was kidnapped.
"A traitor among us?" He silently muttered, trying to figure out who the culprit was. "Nonsense. I have selected all the employees myself. There was no one who was stupid enough to capture me for whatever reason."
"It was me, Gendo."
There was a disturbing long pause of silence.
...Ha ha, yep, he's truly insane now. Gendo realized that he has finally gone mad after fourteen years of constant scheming and griefing over his dead wife, as he was hearing his wife's voice for some reason. Nodding his head in defeat, he accepted the fact that he was in a terrible state of mind.
"Gendo? You hear me? Hello?" The woman's voice continued, calling his name. The man in question didn't bother to lift his head up again and instead tried his best to destroy this faint stupid hope that was growing in his chest, that Yui Ikari was standing in front of him and breathing under the day light. He wanted to avoid the disappointment to find out that there was in fact no one there and his mind was messing with his fragile mental state. Uh huh, a very logical explanation. He was a man of logic, after all.
Until a hand of a brunette woman smacked his head like a metal bat. The impact was so strong it almost knocked him out, but luckily he suffered minimal damage. Curiosity got him, and he decided to look up to the one who just hit him.
"Finally, it took you that long to recognize me?" The one and only Yui Ikari smiled in her brown dress, her hand flicked his forehead playfully. "It's nice to see you again after all this time, Gendo."
Short chapter because exams are coming. Very sad :(
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Omake: what if Shinji was forced to use his trump card?
"Give up." Shamshel smirked, her six wings were radianting a crimson red light. "You're no match for me."
"Oh yeah!? Check this out, Seraphim!" Pulling out his final trump card, Shinji grinned. The belt jumped out of his hand and hugged him on the waist, flashing a red light.
"F-F-Facadriver!" Sachiel's usual monotone voice spoke energetically. The boy took out a purple card and showed it, revealing an image of Unit 01 on it. Inserting the card in Facadriver, Shinji laughed, manically before shouting: "This is our trump card! Henshin!"
"Armor Rise! Evangelion Zero-One!" The belt announced, and a red projection of Unit 01's head appeared behind Shinji. "E-E-Evangelion!"
Its jaw opened wide, and Unit 01 ate him. However, a yellow light on the sky poured down on the head of Unit 01 and cracked the red projection open, revealing a black silhouette that remotely resembling Unit 01. "Hito no tsukiru koto no nai yokubō ga kono sekai o horobosu! Ravenous Behemoth! Test Type Evangelion, Unit Zero-One! Yoshaa!"
Taking out another card, the silhouette inserted it in Facadriver. "Randomized Weapons Rise! P-P-Progressive Knife!" A knife appeared on the slihoutte's hand. Grabbing it professionally like a trained killer, he dashed forward, aiming for his foe.
The battle continued.
p/s: the next big fight will use this omake, he he.