Creation began on 05-31-18
Creation ended on 05-31-18
Neon Genesis Evangelion
Grimoire of Evangelion: Talk
"…Say, Noelle, have you ever heard of these Ikaris before?" Asta asked his fellow Black Bull member one day.
"Barely, but I read from salvaged records that they were among the most strongest houses in the kingdom," she answered him. "They were in possession of magic that was far greater than that of other people. Their members could manipulate all forms of magic. Earth, Fire, Wind, Water, even Light Magic. They were into everything. There wasn't any other group that could do what they could."
"They sound very powerful."
"Probably the matriarch and her son," went Luck, sharing his opinion on the family, "but the youngest daughter and grandson don't seem tough. At least not visually."
"I don't know," said Vanessa, setting down her liquor bottle. "I think the grandson was quite cute."
"Say, what if he doesn't have any magic like Asta?" Charmy suggested.
"That's unlikely," expressed Yami to them. "Based on just observing him, he seems intrigued by the people of the Clover Kingdom, but has yet to experience any magical phenomena for himself. Also, he and his mother weren't around when the family was forced to abandon the kingdom, so any magic either would possess is either small or even stagnant."
"Stagnant?" Magna asked. "That's a rarity among commoners only if their experience with magic is small. I mean, maybe once or twice…"
"Or never," said Noelle. "But what does that mean for the two socially? Are they recognized as nobles or are they commoners?"
"They're Ikaris by blood," mumbled Gordon, though the others didn't hear him. "This alone makes them members of nobility."
-x-
"…It'd be nice to know what the three youngest members are capable of, don't you think?" Mimosa asked Klaus and Yuno at the Golden Dawn headquarters.
"The House of Ikari and their prophesied return had always been considered a myth," expressed Klaus, wiping clean his glasses. "My father didn't believe they'd ever come back if they were forced to flee from the attempt on their lives."
"Yeah, that's right. But why would the other houses try to kill them…and why that particular day the prophecy was founded?"
"Based on the records, the day the survivors of House Ikari's failed assassination fled was the day Suki Ikari was born," explained Yuno to Mimosa. "At least ten other noble houses attacked them during that day when they weren't expecting any danger, and because one of their own was only a few hours old, they were the most vulnerable to any assault on them."
"Oh, my," Mimosa covered her mouth.
"Do you suppose that the elder members, Rika and her son, Tenshi, are likely to hold grudges on the houses that tried to kill them all?" Klaus asked Yuno.
"I fail to see why they would desire revenge," he explained. "The people of that time have been dead for over fifteen-hundred years, and the chances of the descendants wanting to finish what was started back then are slim."
"Wait, do the records say which houses had assaulted them?" Mimosa questioned.
"That, for some reason, has been omitted from the records. The question is who would want the identities of the offending houses kept confidential from the public?"
"Someone that doesn't want to be held responsible for the actions of their ancestors," stated Klaus, "but the past cannot remain buried."
"Do you suppose Suki and her sister and nephew will try to join the Magic Knights next year if they get their grimoires?" Mimosa asked again.
"It's possible. If they show interest, it's likely the leaders of each squad will seek to gain them in their numbers. It all depends on what happens in the upcoming year if they obtain their grimoires and attend the entrance exams."
"That Shinji Ikari was quite handsome."
The only thing Yuno was wondering about regarding the Ikaris was the only other member that wasn't with them when they arrived. The boy's father, this Gendo Ikari, who married into the family, was in a whole other world, and wasn't viewed by the eldest blood members as a good person.
They seemed relieved to be away from this Gendo, he thought, wondering if the man that disgusted them affected their ability to tolerate others. How does the boy feel, being separated from his father?
-x-
As Shinji slept throughout the night, whatever thoughts he had of his father were very scarce. In his subconscious, he would try to refrain from having any thoughts about Gendo, reminding himself that he was not in the Clover Kingdom, that he didn't know anything about or believe in it. But there was the minor fear of what could happen if he had been here or if he himself demonstrated magical potential as time passed. If this were true, Gendo would likely try to exploit such a power in a way that was just cruel and unjustifiable.
But he's not here, he thought as he turned in his sleep. He's still in Tokyo-3, along with Misato, Asuka, Ayanami, Toji, Kensuke and Pen-Pen. They're in a place where magic doesn't exist. For the time being, I don't have to worry about anything relating to NERV or the Angels.
-x-
Tenshi, unable to sleep, was researching the spells within his grimoire, mainly the ones relating to Time and Spatial Magic.
"Time Communication Magic: Past and Future Perception," he uttered a spell, and his eyes glowed white; the spell functioned as a way of seeing future events from a past location.
And the past location he was thinking of…was Tokyo-3…and what he was being shown right right was a very frightful glimpse of what would be if they had all returned in the near future. People, living and dead, were being turned into orange goop, men in black combat outfits shooting up people in this underground facility, a red giant getting disemboweled and dismembered with a girl inside it by white harpies, and his nephew driven mad beyond any capacity to save. It was frightening, and this was also what would've happened if Yui had somehow gotten back inside the Eva, meaning this glimpse was a warning of what was to come.
"Oh, my God," he sighed as the spell ended. "This is somebody's sick goal for the world. But I promised Shinji we'd go back…and I intend to make good on my word."
He closed his grimoire and got up from his desk to go to his mother's room.
Knock-knock! He knocked twice on her door.
"Yes?" She called out.
"It's Tenshi, Mother. There's something I need to talk to you about."
"Come in."
He opened the door and stepped inside his mother's room. It was only half of how he remembered it, mainly because his father was gone, and there she was, rearranging some old figurines on a mantle place beside her window.
"You said there was something you needed to tell me about?" She asked him.
"Yeah. It's about the future I decided to look into, regarding Tokyo-3," he answered her.
"I'm listening."
And he told her everything he saw, every possibility to why the future was the way he saw it involving Shinji, Yui, and the Eva. He left out nothing, not even the smallest detail.
Rika couldn't believe that Tenshi was able to see all of this from such a powerful spell, let alone be able to use it without the slightest sign of fatigue.
"This goes beyond many kinds of wrong," she told him as she sat down in a chair. "Thank you for telling me this, Tenshi."
"But what now? I promised Shinji we'd go back once I mastered the spell needed to go back and forth, and I have every intention of keeping my word to him, but I don't want anything like this to happen when I do. He does have a separate life from this new one."
"Hmm. This future is only possible if Yui gets back inside the Eva, meaning that it comes undone if she never gets inside it. Take whatever measures you have to, Tenshi. Trap Magic, Restraining Magic, use Chain Magic if you have to. But be firm with Yui. This is for her own good and Shinji's. She might have a little too much of her father's influence in her, but I don't want her trying for something she shouldn't do, knowing that there are repercussions."
"Say no more, I'm on it."
"And Tenshi?"
"Hmm?"
"A month from today…you're to become the family's new patriarch. I can't be the only one in charge."
Tenshi looked at her and was reminded that since his father's murder, his position as patriarch of House Ikari transferred over to the eldest male of the immediate family, which was now him. It wasn't like a power increase; being the head of the house just meant you were responsible for the welfare of each member, not all that different from the position of a responsible parent.
"Understood, but doesn't that require that I take the ritual combat ceremony to evaluate whether or not I can handle the responsibility?" He asked her.
"It's been part of the family's history, but it's only a question of who believes you deserve to be recognized as a patriarch," she explained.
To be continued…
A/N: I'm hoping the next chapter will include the influence of Black Panther film. Many great films influence our way of writing. Peace.