Neon Apocalypse Evangelion
Prologue
by
Sailor_Tenshi
This is the first fic I have ever written, so please be gentle with all
questions,
comments, and snide remarks. C&C and MST requested.
Please send all email to: sailor_tenshi@hotmail.com
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Inspired by NEON GENESIS EVANGELION created by Hideaki Anno and Gainax.
Most characters designed by Yoshiyuki Sadamoto(Michaela and the
personality for EVA-04,
Stephanie, are mine.)
I ask that all concerned that own these copyrights do not sue me as I am
poor
enough as it is. Trying to scrape through school on what Radio Shack
pays really sucks.
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The young girl looked around her as the rest of humanity had their
souls
torn from their bodies and into Lilith.
"No," she screamed, "I refuse to give my soul to this demon."
The girl then ran into the church, kneeled at the altar, and began to
pray to God and
ask him to stop what she could only term as madness.
She wished her brother was still alive. He would know what to do. He
always knew how
to set things right. He had risen her as his own and had taken care of
her when mother would
not. He had dried her tears and comforted her when she was sad and
scared away the monsters
when she was afraid. Right now she really needed him to do the latter
for her.
He was gone though and all she could do was put her faith in God that
this would end and
all would be right again as her brother taught her. It was then that
she heard the voice.
"Michaela, open your eyes your eyes and look up," a quiet, soothing
voice said. A voice
that calmed her and lessened her fear; a voice she recognized.
"Joseph," she said looking up with hopeful, tears filled eyes.
"Yes," he replied.
"But, how.....".
"How is not important, why is though. The Lord is pleased with your
faith and has
decided to reward you for it. He has decided to grant you a request."
"What kind of request, this sounds like a wish and you always said
wishes were to be
avoided, especially in rpgs."
Joseph laughed, "I know I said that but it's all right just this once,
OK."
"I don't know, I'm just scared and don't know what to do, I-I oh
Joseph," and with that
she through herself into his arms, letting out all the emotions she'd
kept hidden since he had
died two weeks ago.
"There there my little Joan, it's all right, I'm here," he whispered
reassuringly while
stroking her hair. "I can't tell you what choice to make or even give
advice; I can only take
your request and relay it. Just remember what I taught you. Focus
yourself and look within you
and you will make the right choice, but no matter what you choose
remember that I love you and
you'll always be my precious little Joan."
She sat there, held in his arms, thinking about what she should do
verses what she
wanted to do. She wanted to take the easy way out, just have him take
her with him and give up
on everything else. She wanted forget humanity and the world around
her.
"I want to go with you and leave all this madness behind, but that's
not the right
choice. You taught me to love, and to forgive, and to care for all. I
can't take the easy way
and be with you, I'm sorry Joseph. I need to stop this, to help people
as I know is right, but
why me? Why do I get this chance an not someone else, what did I do to
deserve this?"
"You have faith, a faith that still has not wavered once. You have
lived up to the names
of the saint I named you after, my Joan of Arc, and I am proud of you."
"But what can I do, I'm not a priest or anything else important like
you."
"Follow," he said leading her out of the church.
When she stepped out the door the sight she saw frightened her as she
hadn't been before. There were bodies every where. Everyone she knew
lay out in the streets with their souls torn from them. The sky had
turned amber yet she couldn't see the sun or any clouds. This wouldn't
have been quite as bad if it hadn't been for a white demon that looked
like the one that had stolen humanity's souls kneeling in front of the
church. It was looking right into her eyes; she couldn't run or scream
and felt more helpless than
a field mouse being chased by a hawk.
"Do not worry Michaela, she will not hurt you," Joseph said with a
smile. "You've
heard of Nerv, right, well their purpose was not to fight angels but to
carry out the human
instrumentality project, the premature evolution of man. This is the
result. The Lord is not
pleased and has chosen you and this evangelion to stop it."
"But how...."
"You will know when the time comes, " he said. "You remember the oath
you took when
you became an altar sever, the oath that I told you was the old oath
from before Vatican 1.
Well it carries over to humanity now," he stated drawing the katana he
wore. "Do you
understand and accept this Michaela A. Kirschner," he asked as he held
out the weapon toward her.
"Yes, I do," she stated resolutely as she drew her palm across the
blade adding a
gsecond scar to her palm.
"Then you are ready sister, except for this," and he kissed her
forehead. He then
wiped the blade of his sword, sheathed it, and handed it to her. "This
is for luck, remember
me when you reach the past." He then bowed to her and disappeared from
view.
She looked at the sword in her hands with her tearful eyes and then
slid it into her
belt. She tried to remember everything she knew about Nerv and what
they did but only drew a
blank. <Oh well, now what am I supposed to do?>
<We can leave when you get in, Michaela,> she heard in her mind. As
she looked around
she saw the hand of EVA-04 move beside her and its entry plug eject out
the back.
<It spoke to me, but how...,> she thought. "You can talk?" she asked
it.
<I can talk to you and only you for we are now bonded. Anywhere you
are, no matter how
far or what time of day, I will hear you. All you have to do is think
what you want to say to
me.>
"Like telepathy, righ...."
<Use your mind!> it shouted.
"Ouch you...," she said, but stopped when the eva's stare seemed to
intensify. <I mean,
you didn't have to shout so loud,> she thought back at it.
<Good, we will practice this later. Now I will introduce myself, I am
the Production
Model Evangelion Unit-04,> Eva-04 said in a voice that Michaela had now
decided was both young
and female.
Michaela began to climb up the eva to its entry plug. <So, where are
we going anyway
Eva-four,> she thought to her. To herself, <I really hate that name,
I'll need to come up with
something better.>
<We will be going back in time to just after the death of the 17th
Angel I think,> said
the eva.
Michaela then reached the plug and stopped. It looked sort of like a
cockpit. It had
two hand grips, various screens and sensors, and a seat, but that's not
what stopped her. What
stopped her was the body of an attractive 14-year old girl wearing a
white, skin-tight body
suit trimmed in gray and a pair of weird hair bretts.
Michaela shakily reached over to feel her pulse, there wasn't one and
her skin was cold. She jerked her hand back and gasped. <Oh God, she's
dead,> she thought to herself. <Why didn't you warn me?> she asked the
eva angrily.
<Sorry, it actually did not cross my mind to warn you,> she said. <Now
get her body
out of there and put on its plug suit,> said the eva impatiently.
"What, you want me to put on her clothes, don't you have any respect
for the dead you
sick bitch!" Michaela screamed, furious at the eva.
<Calm down Michaela, the suit and the electrodes on the head are
necessary to for a
human to interface with an evangelion,> she said calmly.
Michaela wanted to argue but didn't because she realized the eva
probably knew what it
was talking about, unlike her at this moment. She then began to remove
the body. She was
lighter than Michaela thought and it didn't take her too long. As she
removed the plug suit
from the girl the way Eva-04 instructed her to, she couldn't help but
admire the girl. <She
beautiful,> thought Michaela while her eyes traced her curves. <What a
waste,> she thought.
<Too bad she's dead, I wouldn't have minded......stop that,> she told
herself reproachfully.
<You don't have time for those kind of thoughts, besides she's dead.>
Had Michaela been paying more attention she would have realized that
the neural headset
had just fallen off the eva.
<Michaela, pay attention.>
"What," she said looking toward the plug.
<You dropped the headset on the ground,> said the eva. <You also
forgot to think your
thoughts to me, quit talking and go get that headset.>
Michaela climbed down muttering about the evils of EVAs in general and
hers in
particular.
<Oh frag, it's broke,> she said as reached what was left of the
headset.
<We will just have to try to interface without it then. Please come
back up Michaela
and get in the plug suit.>
"OK," she said with a grin.
<Please use your mind Michaela. You need to get in the practice now
because where we
are going you cannot let anyone know we talk telepathically,> said the
eva.
<Why not, and can we get you a real name?> asked Michaela as she
started back up.
<To answer you in order, because it will be to our advantage if they do
not know this,>
answered the eva. <As for your other question, is not EVA-04
sufficient?>
<No, it isn't,> Michaela said as she reached the top again. <It will
be easier for me
if you had a name and not a callsign.>
<Well, just come up with whatever you think is best,> EVA-04 said as
Michaela began to
strip and put on the plug suit.
Michaela smiled. <How about Snowball,> she announced with a giggle.
<Your pathetic attempt at humor has not impressed me young one.>
Michaela the got a serious look on her face as she looked down at the
girl's body.
<What was her name?>
<It was Stephanie, is that what you want to call me Michaela?>.
<Yes,> she replied as she pressed the button on the plug suit's left
wrist.
<OK, then my name is Stephanie,> the eva said in a voice that struck
Michaela as odd,
but she couldn't put her finger on why.
<What do I do with this headset?>
<Bring it,> replied Stephanie.
<OK,> Michaela said as she tossed in her clothes, sword, and finally
headset as she
climbed in.
< Michaela, I am going to close the plug now. After I do this I will
fill it with LCL.
This is an oxygen rich liquid that will allow you to breathe easier and
to interface better with
me.>
<Understood,> Michaela said bracing herself for the worst. She
struggled a bit when the
LCL first submerged her but eventually relaxed into it. <I think I'm
going to be sick,> was
her only thought.
Stephanie laughed. <You are fine, just relax. Now we are going to go
over the start
sequence. Just repeat what I tell you and it will be fine.>
They then ran through the startup finishing with Michaela setting the
voice interface
for Latin.
<Why Latin?> asked Stephanie.
<My brother and I used to talk in Latin all the time around the house.
It's like a
second language to me. I figured since you're the closest thing to
family I have left we could
do the same thing when piloting.>
<Works for me. Amazingly enough, our interface is working fine without
the headset.
Probably because we can talk telepathically. Are you ready to try
piloting?>
<Roger.>
<OK Michaela, just follow my instructions. First picture in your mind
what you want to
do and move the correct control stick to do it, OK.>
<Roger,> she replied nervously.
<Now, move your hand up and pull Stephanie's body off our shoulder
Pilot Kirschner.>
<Understood.>
The eva's hand began to move up to its shoulder. At first shakily and
then a little
more easily as it finally reached the body and put it in its hand.
<Very good, now where is the nearest cemetery?>
<About ten blocks north, why?> asked Michaela.
<Take us there,> was all Stephanie said.
<Roger.>
After almost falling several times and 20 minutes later EVA-04 reached
the cemetery.
<Now what?> asked Michaela.
<Bury her,> was EVA-04's reply.
<Good, it's the least I can do for her after doing something as
sacrilegious as taking
the clothes of her corpses back,> she said in a relieved tone.
After burying Stephanie and saying a short eulogy for her, Michaela
went over a the
eva's controls a few more times. She also practiced with the
progressive knife and progressive
sword that the eva was equipped with.
<Are we ready to go now Michaela?>
"Yes, I am ready Snowball," she said smiling
<Your sense of humor is pathetic,> replied Stephanie in an annoyed
tone. She then
turned her thoughts upward. <We are ready Uriel.>
With that, Evangelion Unit-04 and its Pilot disappeared from the sight.
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