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Evangelion/Ranma � : Past/Future Chapter Eleven
Created by Long Ngo
Started August 21, 1998
Finished February 1, 1999
* * * * *
August 21, 2015 entry:
It has been three days since the last battle with the sixteenth Angel
and the death of the First Child, Ayanami Rei. No one has taken this turn of
events more seriously than Ranma. As long as I've known him, he has always
seemed to be filled with energy and had a carefree attitude in life, even in
the worse situations. That had all changed with the demise of the First
Child. He has withdrawn into a shell that is very similar to the one Ikari
Shinji had been hiding behind until recently.
Ranma finally left his room yesterday. From his looks, I would say that he
had not eaten for the past 48 hours. He wouldn't even touch food I brought
him. His carefree attitude is gone. The reason for his depression and change
was not only due to the fact that he blamed himself for her death but also, in
my opinion, because the First and Fifth Child had a relationship. I could
classify what they felt for each other in one word, love. I would have
intervened, had I known. It's never a good idea to create a relationship in
the heat of battle because we never know if we'll return alive, as Ranma found
out the hard way. I hope everything works out for him. He has been having
nightmares of her death constantly. I don't know what to expect when Ranma
meets Rei III.
* * * * *
Inside a small Japanese bedroom, a young man was tossing around in his sleep.
He was having a nightmare that just didn't seem to want to leave him in peace.
* * *
"Rei!" a boy shouted, seeing the creature/Angel streaking towards her.
The girl turned to the boy, smiling, "Thank you for everything," she mouthed
before being impaled from the front and on through the back. With a great
deal of will power she grabbed onto the Angel that was in the shape of a
double helix. A few moments later, the Eva she was piloting, detonated. She
had activated the self-destruct sequence.
Pounding his hands on the metal plug that was currently housing him, the boy
desperately wanted to get out of this machine and see if she had some how
survived.
* * *
As the nightmare continued, a glow started to emanate from within himself,
outlining his body. "No!" Ranma yelled, shooting up into a sitting position,
wide awake, the glow subsiding.
"Ranma, are you okay?" a voice called out. Entering was an older lady with
short blond hair. Her face had a look of concern on it.
Nodding his head, "I'm alright, Ritsuko. Thanks."
"Same dream?"
"Yes. I just can't seem to get that scene out of my head."
"You couldn't have done anything."
"..." *I'm not a pilot. I'm a martial artist but the only thing that can
hurt those creatures are the Evas. Maybe if I was stronger? I'm so sorry,
Rei.* Ranma thought, not paying any attention to Ritsuko or the moment she
left.
"Get some more rest, okay?" she continued, hoping the silence was his way of
accepting the truth. Turning around, she left Ranma and returned to her room.
* * * * *
Ritsuko had returned to her room and was now sitting in front of her
desk. The only source of light was from a lamp situated to her right. She
was the only one up this night. Ranma was in bed and her other ward was dead.
Next to her hands was a spiral notebook. On the cover there was a Nerv logo
and the following heading:
Saotome Ranma
Designated Fifth Child
Pilot of Evangelion Unit 04
Guardian's Entry Log
She was currently writing in Ranma's progress report for the day. This had
become one of her duties ever since she received Ranma as her ward.
August 25, 2015
Today Ranma handed me a package. He told me not to read it unless he
started to act very strange. He mentioned something called the Nekoken. When
I looked it up in my computer, I couldn't find a single clue as to what it
was, though I have a hunch that it's some kind of martial arts style. Ranma
has gotten better. Although he hasn't fully recovered, he isn't that
depressed anymore. He is still haunted by Ayanami's death though.
August 28, 2015
He seems more determined lately. Last night he asked me what affected the
sync ratio of Eva pilots the most. I told him that it was mostly mental.
Today he has this strange look on his face and fire in his eyes. I've only
seen that look once. The first time was when my mother started to work on the
Magi. Poor Kaji. He has more bruises now than ever before. I discovered
Ranma meditating, lotus position, on the roof. He seems to be doing it more
often. I also got word from Commander Ikari that the revival of Rei III will
be postponed to a later date. I don't know the real reason but I can guess
part of it. There are only two Angels left. Wonder what will happen to Ranma
after everything is said and done.
Closing the book, Ritsuko rubbed her eyes, a little tired. "I should be used
to working late," she mumbled to herself.
Stretching and yawning, Ritsuko got up and started to head over to the patio.
She needed some fresh air. Exiting from her room and closing the door behind
her, she approached the patio only to stop, surprised at seeing Ranma
meditating.
*So he couldn't sleep, either.* she thought.
Ranma was so deep in meditation that he didn't notice someone watching him.
*Mental. Piloting a Eva is more mental than physical. Must concentrate.* he
chanted in his head.
Watching a few minutes longer, Ritsuko was about to leave when something
caught her eyes. "Ara!!" she exclaimed. She couldn't believe what she was
seeing. In front of her, Ranma was starting to glow. It was dim at first but
started to get brighter. Soon, her ward was bathed in a greenish energy. She
could describe it in a few words. The unknown energy that was emanating from
Ranma was like water in many ways. It caressed him but also flowed over his
form. She had seen the tape but witnessing it in person was more exciting.
Making a mental note to ask him later about it, she headed to bed. For some
reason, her whole body seems to itch at that moment. Looking over her
shoulders at Ranma, she decided to take a bath before going to sleep.
Alone, no one noticed that the boy who was bathed in an aura of green energy
started to float. Not even the boy himself.
* * * * *
Waking up to the smell of breakfast, Ritsuko got dressed and headed outside,
determined to get some answers about last night.
"Morning, Ritsuko."
"Morning, Ranma."
"Breakfast to ready," Ranma said, preparing for school.
"Before you go, I was wondering about last night." Seeing the look of
confusion, "I saw you meditating outside on the porch." she continued.
"Oh. Did I do something wrong?" Ranma asked, still confused.
"You were glowing green."
"Uhhh, glowing? It might have been the moon or something. Yeah, that's it!"
Ranma stammered a bit, trying to answer her question. Seeing Ritsuko was
about to ask another one, he ran out the door. "See you later!"
Smiling, "Don't think you can get away from answering the question!" she
shouted after him.
* * * * *
Staring at the empty seat of one Ayanami Rei, Ranma couldn't help but
feel that it was partly his fault that Rei had died, trying to save him. Had
he been able to pilot his Eva, Rei wouldn't have had to sacrificed herself to
protect him.
It was the first time many of the students saw the pigtailed youth back
in school. The girls rejoiced while the male population steamed. Although
many knew that Ranma had the hots for Rei, they thought that a person like Rei
wouldn't be able to hold Ranma's interest for long and so they all waited.
Unknown to all of them was the death of one of their classmates, a certain
girl who they never really gotten to know.
*Ritsuko said that piloting an Eva is more mental than anything else,*
Ranma thought. For the past few days, Ranma had been meditating, something
that he found helped him a lot back in Nerima. Slowly, Ranma concentrated on
the other aspect of martial arts that he had taken for granted with his great
learning curve, the mental side. Combat had always been so easy. All he had
to do was fight an opponent, analyze their style and find a weak spot or
countermove. Ranma knew he was good yet he always thought that anyone who had
been practicing martial arts as long as he had would be able to do it as well.
It had taken three years with multiple fianc�es, fights with the likes of
Ryouga, Mousse, Taro, Herb, Saffron and many others to realize that not
everyone was like him. His schooling had gone down because he was always too
busy with practicing and finding a way to win his next fight that he was
always too tired to pay attention in class. Any other thoughts were thrown
out the window when an eraser smacked him in the head.
"Saotome, pay attention." the teacher lectured.
"Hai," Ranma replied.
The classroom was momentarily filled with laugher and giggles.
"Hey Asuka, where has Ranma been the last couple of days?" Hikari asked.
"That baka hasn't left Ritsuko's apartment for the past week," was Asuka's
reply.
"I've never seen him so down before." Hikari stated. She was more used to
the boy who would joke around with friends yet blush when the topic of girls
came up. At first she was tempted to ask him out but she had Toji and someday
she'll make him realize it. "So where is Ayanami?" she asked.
"The baka is just mad because he did horrible in piloting his Eva," Asuka
continued. "And you know Rei. Always missing class." she lied through her
teeth. It had been unsettling. She knew it wasn't a game. They had almost
lost Shinji a couple of times but until recently no one she knew died. It
made her aware of the danger she was in and also depressed her a bit that it
took Rei's life to make her realize it.
"Oh. So what do you want to do after school?" Hikari asked.
"Shopping!" Asuka replied. If she was busy enough, she might not think about
Rei's fate.
Across the room, "Ranma is really depressed." Kensuke stated.
"I've never seen him like this." Toji chipped in.
"So what happened?" Kensuke asked eagerly.
Shinji just sat there, not saying a word. He didn't want to lie to his best
friends but he also couldn't tell them the truth, so he kept quiet. Taking a
glance at Ranma, he prayed that the pigtailed youth would snap out of it soon.
After a moment, Shinji's thought turned back to Rei. Even though he had only
known the quiet girl for a short period of time, she had been a friend and
fellow pilot. In a way, Shinji felt more than friendship for Rei. *Rei,*
Shinji thought.
* * * * *
"Ryoji Kaji, what have you to report with the child known as Saotome Ranma?"
a large, black, rectangular block with the number 01 asked the man sitting
within a modern day representation of Stonehenge.
"So far, the Fifth Child have shown no real signs of improvement in regards
to synchronization with his Eva, yet I feel he has enormous hidden potential."
Kaji informed the leading member of Steele. *I have the bruises to prove it.
Also I've seen his true power once, when he lost control. What powers do you
have, Ranma, that lets you glow?* he thought.
"Is that all?" 02 asked.
"Recently, Ayanami Rei was killed by Armisael, the 16th Angel. The Fifth
Child deems it his fault and fallen into a state of depression." Kaji
continued.
"That is unacceptable. Do what you can to help him out of it and see what
you can learn in the process. We'll need more information to determine how he
will fit into our plans." 01 ordered.
Nodding his head, "I'll get right on it," said Kaji, accepted his orders.
"Excellent!" 01 said and disappeared. Seconds later all of the other
rectangular slabs did the same.
"That always gives me the creeps," Kaji muttered to no one.
* * * * *
In what seems like an abandoned room, a young man stood. He had come
directly here after school had let out. He needed to release some of his
frustration and anger but could not do it in public. This wasn't Nerima and
he didn't want to have to answer any more questions about himself, if he could
help it. It might already be too late. Ritsuko knew something was going on.
Calming himself, Ranma went into a basic kata. As each punch glided away
from his body and into the empty space in front of him, he concentrated.
*Mind over matter. I'm Saotome Ranma and I can do anything.* he mentally
chanted.
After a few more minutes, he added a few combination of kicks, still all
basic moves.
*Why can't I pilot an Eva then? Why couldn't I save Rei?* Ranma berated
himself.
Leaping into the air, Ranma moved on to a more advance kata. He had found
this abandon building a few days ago and was glad that he did.
*I'm not a pilot. I'm a martial artist.* Ranma told himself.
Closing his eyes, Ranma concentrated and a split second later, a ball of ki
energy was in his hands. Concentrating some more, his aura appeared. If
anyone was around to witness this feat of spiritual control, they would have
noticed that the ball of green energy was absorbing the aura surrounding the
martial artist, like a river flowing into the ocean. Suddenly Ranma's aura
winked out. He was still concentrating when tentacles of energy from all
around him started to be absorbed into the ball as well. Instead of getting
bigger, it got smaller, more concentrated. Holding the chi/ki ball for a few
more moments, Ranma relaxed and let the energy dissipate into the air around
him.
Smirking a bit, *Lets see Saffron top that someday,* Ranma thought. For one
week he had moped around but it didn't help him or Rei in any way. He knew
that Rei would have wanted him to be happy. *I will not become like Ryouga,*
he swore. Swiping the sweat from his brow, he picked up his school bag and
headed home.
* * * * *
"Maya, did the Magi detect any abnormal energy reading last night?" Ritsuko
asked.
"Yes, Sempai. There was an energy spike around one in the morning. How did
you know?"
"Just a hunch. What was the energy level?"
"Let me check," Maya answered. "Wow! The energy spike was classified, level
8. The strength of an anti-tank missile."
"Level 8?" Ritsuko repeated a bit stunned.
As Maya wondered how her Sempai knew about the energy spike, warning signs
started to flash on the screens around her. Clearing her head, "Sempai! I'm
reading another energy spike. Level 10 � 9 � 8 � My god! It's still
decreasing. Level 7 � 6 �" Maya reported, sighing in relief as it stopped.
"Are you sure you're reading it right? Level 6?" Ritsuko asked. *It
couldn't be Ranma. Could it?* Ritsuko was a bit scared now. A level 6 blast
had enough energy to destroy a city block. A blast that powerful was almost
as strong as the energy rifle they borrowed from the army, the rifle having
been classified at level 4.
"Hai. I've double checked the readings."
"Location?"
"Downtown. It's about 3 miles away from the school."
*No, no, no. This is not happening. What are you, Ranma?*
* * * * *
Inside a room that only three people knew about and about a half dozen others
suspect, Commander Ikari Gendou looked upon the face of a very familiar face.
The object of his gaze had short blue hair but the color of her eyes were
unknown because at the moment they were closed. "Soon you'll walk the Earth
again, Rei. Until you are cleansed of the influence from the unknown factor,
you must remain here." he spoke to her.
Exiting the room, he did not pay attention to any of the other girls with
blue hair floating within their own environment.
* * * * *
Locking herself within her office, she opened the large brown envelope Ranma
had given her. After all the events that had taken place, she wanted some
answers.
Half way through reading the first page, Ritsuko stopped and rubbed her eyes.
Sighing, she picked up the phone and called her apartment. When no one
answered, she left a message that she would be coming home late and he should
not have to wait up. Bringing her attention back to the papers on the desk,
*This is going to be a long night. How can someone write this horribly?* she
thought.
* * * * *
Seeing the Commander leave, a man dressed in black clothing stepped out from
under the shroud of shadows. "Lets see what you've been hiding, Commander
Ikari," the man muttered softly.
Walking into the room, Kaji just stared in shock. Nothing could have
prepared him for what he was witnessing, not even Adam being held within the
heart of Nerv Central. When he thought that the Gendou could go no lower, the
man continues to surprise him. All around him were clones of Ayanami Rei. At
first glance, he estimated around three dozen replicates.
"What are you planning, Ikari?" he asked himself.
Heading over to a computer console, he was shocked at what the program was
doing. Scanning the screen, he felt anger swelling up inside. "This is
inhumane!" Kaji snarled. Commander Ikari was erasing any trace of Ranma from
Rei's memories. Presently, the program had completed ten percent so far.
Taking a deep breath, Kaji slowly but cautiously attempted to thrown a wrench
in the Commander's plans.
* * * * *
Knocking on Asuka's door, Shinji waited outside in the living room. He
needed to talk to someone about the recent events.
Today was the first time he had seen Ranma in a week. There was something
about the Fifth Child that just made his skin itch. For the first time,
Shinji could actually say that person oozed of depression and it would fit
Ranma somehow.
He also miss Rei. After the fourteenth Angel, Shinji started referring to
Ayanami by her first name. *Was it love I felt for her?* Shinji thought. *If
so, do I feel the same about Misato and Asuka?* remembering the dream he had
of the three females in his life wanting to become one with him. Chuckling a
bit, if Misato or Asuka knew what he was thinking at the moment, they might
call him a pervert.
"Yes?" Asuka called out.
"It's me, Asuka." Shinji answered.
"Idiot, I know who it is. I meant, what do you want?"
"Can we talk?"
"Just wait one second."
Hearing some commotion from inside the room, Shinji waited patiently.
Opening the door to her room, Asuka ushered Shinji inside. "It's about Ranma
and Rei, right?" Asuka asked, although to Shinji it was more of a statement.
Shinji nodded his head. He had only been inside of her room a few times and
each time, he could only marvel at the differences between Asuka's room and
his own. Where his walls were bare, Asuka had posters hanging and covering
almost every inch of her room.
Seeing Shinji at her door, she knew exactly what was going on in his head.
There had not been a single moment, when she did not think about what happened
to Rei and consequently Ranma. Looking now at Shinji sitting down next to
her, she could not help but smile. She loved the baka. She could admit that
to herself now. That smile slipped when she thought that what happened to
Ranma and Rei could happen to them. One of them could lose the other in
battle.
As the night drew to a close, both Shinji and Asuka feel asleep within each
other's embraced, tired after the long talk of theirs.
* * * * *
Rubbing her eyes, Ritsuko climbed the stairs that would lead to her
apartment. One hand was on the guarding rail and the other on a data disk.
The information on the disk was now the only hardcopy of this morning's events
leading up to a level 6 energy spike. *What am I going to do with you, Ranma?
This can get me into a lot of trouble but I know the Commander will discard me
the moment I am no longer of use. I am doing this for you and maybe the
future of mankind. There must be a reason you were sent here. There must be
a higher power at work, maybe a real Heavenly Angel? I still can't believe
what I've read though. I'll sort all this out in the morning.*
* * * * *
In deep space, another Angel was approaching. This one was far larger than
any of its previous brothers and sisters.
To be continued.