Ranma 1/2: Evangelical History
By Dr. Suekeiichi Kaiton
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White. A field of blinding purity. White snow blanketed everything in sight.
Gently sloping snow dunes melted into the scenery of Earth's last undiscovered
country...Antarctica. The bleak white wasteland provided no comfort from its
harsh elements but merely embraced one with cold, slow, numbing, death. The
plateau stretched on into infinity, white melding with white, unbroken in the
harsh silence except for one gray blemish on the surface of that alien terrain.
Grayish-white, with antiseptically clean corridors and labs, this was the proving
ground for the Katsuragi Expedition's science team. It was built within a year
for the personal use of the Katsuragi expedition, its facilities included
biomedical labs, testing facilities and a docking bay big enough for an Eva. The
bay itself was a mile underground, a sleek steel tomb for a god of old, a god who
had slumbered here for countless eternities before being freed for the use of
selfish individuals.
The roof was covered by a plexi-glass dome to protect against hail storms. A
VTOL model hover vehicle was readying for takeoff at that moment, its cargo was
one man. The man was dressed in a nutmeg parka with a thermo-suit underneath,
standard issue clothes for the Antarctic. His glasses were frozen over with a
thick layer of frost as he boarded the craft. <Soon,> he thought, <the old men
will get what they want.> Within a moment the ship was gone from the scene, its
passenger safe from the catastrophe yet to come.
Deep in the subterranean depths of the complex, a fourteen year old girl with
purple hair wandered into the lab area. She was a curious girl, eager to come
and see her estranged father after so long but still apprehensive on exactly what
she was doing here. Her father, Dr. Hiromi Katsuragi, was the leader of this
expedition and a gifted scientist; he worked for GEHIRN, a scientific
organization funded by the UN. Without a thought, she entered the enormous
docking bay with its mysterious giant awaiting release.
It was found in a deep ice cavern far below the complex itself, at zero degrees
north latitude, zero degrees east longitude, the apex of the planet. It was
humanoid with four limbs, a thick trunk and a red rust-colored spear jutting from
its chest. The red spike seemed interwoven with the material of its chest, as if
the spear was an extension of the being itself. The weapon was nick-named "The
Lance of Longinus" after the Roman centurion who impaled Jesus on the cross,
while the giant remained under the codename "ADAM," as in the progenitor of the
human race. It was a black and lifeless thing that stood on its hunches with the
spear resting on the deck in front of it.
Dr. Katsuragi was testing his Solenoid theory on the giant, the project's
investors were quite impressed at the success of the project, and his funding was
promised indefinitely if the quality of work persisted. He seldom spoke to his
estranged family and his daughter was very depressed as a result, feeling that
her father didn't care about her. She was cast away from his lab and wandered
aimlessly around the base, her footfalls tapping on the metallic floor paneling.
She walked drearily on until bumping into a technician and spilling his tools
over the deck. She was bumped back by the impact and skittered across the
railing, falling to her death. Darkness was at the back of her eyelids and she
prayed for the bright light of heaven. Instead of heaven she found an angel, a
male Adonis that leapt from the catwalk above and easily caught her in mid fall,
landing with catlike precision on the floor. She was fourteen, an impressionable
age, and latched onto the eighteen year old tech with the crush of a love-struck
adolescent girl, not something he was unfamiliar with.
"Are you alright?" He wasn't even breathing hard. "That's quite a fall, what
were you doing in here anyway?"
"I...I was just walking around, I guess."
"Well, little girls like you shouldn't just be 'walking around' especially in
here. You could've died, if I hadn't caught ya." He coiled his legs on the
floor and shot up to the third story catwalk in a single leap. "Here ya go
miss...?"
"Katsuragi, Misato Katsuragi." She just sat in a chair dumbstruck by the feats
of impossible strength that the boy had displayed. "My father is the leader of
the expedition."
"Oh! That's why you're here, I was wonderin' what a little girl like you was
doing in the Arctic." He was grinning like a buffoon.
"'Little girl?' I'll have you know I'm fourteen and a half! I can take care of
myself!" She flashed an indignant scowl at the young man who was showing such
impetuous indifference to her obvious superior intellect. "I'm already in high
school, I'm one of the smartest kids in my class, how dare you call me a 'little
girl!'"
"Hey, you've got spunk huh? Well nice to meet ya Miss Katsuragi, I'm Ranma
Saotome." She obviously wasn't impressed as she crossed her arms and lifted her
nose in the air.
"And what is your job here, Saotome-san?"
"Just Ranma's fine."
"Ranma it is."
"I'm a technician for the computer's sensors. Dr. Katsuragi wants them checked
every four hours so the temperature doesn't rise. I don't know, there's just
something about this 'THING,'" he stuck a thumb back towards the creature, "that
puts me on edge." <It's actually the fact that the thing's projecting a massive
aura that's bothering' me, but I can't tell her that!>
Yes, what was Ranma Saotome, the greatest martial artist in the world, doing
there? To answer that question one must look at his life and times. Life was
difficult, the times were harsh for one Ranma Saotome, his 'friend' Nabiki Tendo
offered him a chance to get away from the havoc of Nerima for awhile and he
eagerly accepted. That was before he found out it would be in the Antarctic.
As the martial artist grew up, he discovered a latent talent for computers and
technology that astounded his teachers and friends. It was this unique ability
that allowed him to attend the expedition in return for a passing grade in all
his classes, a fair deal, right? Wrong. Ranma now felt the acute pangs of
loneliness and boredom in the subterranean labs and longed for the feel of warm
sun on his brow, little did he know that an act of God would take place soon and
it would be these underground labs that saved his life.
"Hey!"
"Huh? What?" He was shaken from his daze.
"You sorta spaced out there for awhile...I was worried." Misato also was angry
with the young man for not noticing her, but she'd get over it, or more aptly,
she'd 'forget about it.'
"Nah, don't worry about it. It's nothing." He still had his doubts.
"Well then Ranma...will you answer my question?"
"What question?"
<You mean he wasn't even paying attention?> Misato was pissed. It was bad enough
he didn't look at her, but ignoring her as well? This called for serious
measures. "The question I just asked you jerk!" She shoved him backwards.
<Oh great! Another tomboy! At least she doesn't have a mallet.> Ranma tumbled
back along the catwalk. Yielding metal met his back and he fell against the
railing, bending the surface far beyond its normal limits. The lance, it was the
fateful mistake of mankind that would grant death to half of civilization.
Second Impact, NERV, SEELE, Evangelion and Human instrumentality would flow from
this moment that seemed to last forever. A fatal mistake in the wrong place at
the wrong time and the first God of Man was loosed upon the world.
Ranma saw a glow appear over the giant, a fierce aura of chaotic power and divine
breath, and force it's way into every corner of the room; it blinded those around
it for moments, the way a flashbulb does, then it rose in the air and freedom.
Emergency alerts flashed through the base as the giant of light slowly lumbered
across the sea of snow to it's original resting place, leaving the lance buried
with the foolish lillums that sought to imprison it's divine power. Snow caved
in, ice melted, rain fell as a total reversal of the norm occurred at the highest
peak of the planet.
Ranma awoke to find himself lodged between the twisted catwalk and the twisted
lance. Reaching out with his ki, he empowered his arms to bend the steel cage
around him and flee the base. The awful sound of metal bending screeched through
the air and awoke other survivors. The lance refused to neither bend nor break,
it simply was what it was and refused to be bent into any other shapes. Ranma
spread his battle aura then and created an outline of indented metal where he
lay, his ki forcing the metal down in a shape that reminded one of a snow angel.
"Dr. Katsuragi! Your arm!" An assistant screamed from across the deck.
"Leave me be! I have to save Misato!" The doctor's gruff tone pushed back the
worried sea of technicians around him, splitting the proverbial Red Sea. Ranma
wearily got to his feet and scuffed the debris from his feet. It was at that
exact moment that the above ground crews were imploded by blasts of light ejected
from the giant's eyes.
Girders, glass windows, lab equipment, and other hazardous wreckage rained upon
the helpless survivors and crushed many of those that were injured. Dr.
Katsuragi's arm was stripped of it's remaining flesh by a falling tank of
sulfuric acid, the corrosive fluid dripping away skin and muscle leaving bloodied
bone behind. Even with irreparable damage to his own body, the doctor lifted his
daughter and carried her out towards the underground escape pods, determined not
to fail her again. Ranma had to give the guy some credit, he had guts.
Turning back to the lance, Ranma observed that it was glowing strongly with a
soft yellow light. It seemed to illuminate the room with its pale iridescence, a
sickly color that seemed to emaciate the faces of those that survived.
Tentatively, Ranma reached out to touch the aura and in a flash he was gone.
---
The underground warehouses each held six life pods that fed off of six diesel
generators, a back-up plan in case an experiment went wrong, in turn these pods
would be shot through conduits until reaching the surface. Dr. Katsuragi's
skeletal hand grabbed hold of a handle and yanked with all its might. It came
off. The acid had burned away nerves as well as flesh so the good doctor felt no
pain as the appendage left his body only to clutter the ground in so many pieces.
He gazed lovingly at his daughter and regretted his decision of work over
family, and silently hoping that this final act of fatherly love would erase the
hurt feelings between them.
A blast was heard from above. Adam was burrowing down now to make its new
resting place, if the teams of technicians were successful then Adam would expel
all its power and shrink to an embryonic stage when it used it's weapon. The
power released would be enormous, a staggering death toll around the world!
These thought whirled in the head of the doctor as he lay bleeding on the floor.
Misato brought only one possession of her father's to the surface, his white
cross necklace. He hoped it would bestow upon her more luck than him. His last
thoughts were interrupted as the world was wiped clean.
---
<Mortal.>
Ranma awoke slowly to a feeling of vertigo. His head swam.
<Mortal.>
<What! Who are you?> He realized with a sickening sight that he was floating in
a field of white nothingness. Devoid of life, in this realm nothing could be
seen save the blinding illumination at the center of it all.
<I am, that I Am.> It paused, letting that sink into his charge. <Young one,
you have been spared the agonizing death of countless others so that I may speak
to thee.>
Ranma was worried now, when people took that tone he usually got another fianc�e.
<What happened?>
<The lillums that imprisoned me have decimated my powers, I can only speak to you
telepathically now. Son of Eve you have died in the resulting explosion.>
<I, I can't be dead! I wouldn't know what's going on!> There was no way he was
going to die without a fight.
<It has happened my son, and half the people on Earth have perished. My powers
melted the surrounding ice and flooded coastal areas. I'm sorry.>
Ranma was livid at this point, here he was talking to a God who just said he
killed off half the human race! Could his day be any worse? <Uh, you said I was
dead right? Then what can I possible do for ya?!?> he left his imagined hands
resting on his imagined hips. <I'm just a spirit now, why do you want me?>
<I have summoned you here for a purpose! You have the powers of a god and a
potential far overshadowing your peers. Many gods lack much of _your_ strength,
you are unique in this world.> The being of light gestured to Ranma with a sword
of light.
Ranma could feel the change take place, his body shifting and melding with the
streams of light around him, growing. He ballooned out and faced the creature
now at the same stature. <What is this? I'm afraid I still don't understand.>
<Foolish Lillum, it is not your place to understand the workings of us! I have
told you why you were chosen but now we must come to a settlement.> A pause.
<You are dead correct?>
<Yeah.> He didn't particularly like to admit it.
<Time will pass for you, people will change but through it all you will survive.
A situation will occur in the future, one which requires your abilities, so I
will let your spirit roam free.> The God pricked the martial artist in the
chest. <Come forth!>
He felt a burning at first, as if his skin was too small for his body. He jerked
and screamed as he heard the ripping screams of what could only be his skin
sloughing off his back. Red muscle was revealed beneath the creamy white flesh
and that too fell to the God's scouring. He felt every muscle on his back split
in two parts, felt the strands pulled apart, and the almighty fire sear his bones
to ash.
<What is this? I should be dead!> He looked around but saw nothing, not hand
nor foot was visible.
<I freed your soul lillum. You were ahead of your time, projecting the barrier
of your heart is...difficult. And unnecessary in your own time, you must survive
until the time of the falling city and the mother's egg; then, and only then will
you find peace.> The light withdrew leaving a burning blue trail in Ranma's
eyes. <My chosen, you will live...> And then there was darkness. <...until I
say you can die.>
---2015, Tokyo-3---
Shinji Ikari stood at a phone booth on the West Side of town waiting for his
ride. It had been a decade since he last saw Gendo Ikari, his estranged father.
He led a quiet life with his uncle and aunt, had few friends, but he had
stability. But that was over now, his father sent word last week that he was
needed in Tokyo-3 for the good of humanity, who was he to disagree?
A thunderous crash echoed off the nearby warehouses and shook the high tension
wires around him. <What the hell was that!?!> An enormous explosion off in the
distance answered his query. A radiant blast that tore at his clothes and
forced him skittering down the street.
Another crash and the sounds of warfare. A green shoulder encased in a white
armor plate drifted into view from behind a mountain. The third child's story
began.
---2015, Berlin---
"C'mon! I don't need to go to Tokyo! I'd much rather stay here!" A young girl,
perhaps 14, wafted down the corridor. Her eyes were brilliant stars of
intelligence, and hid all too well her cunning, manipulative mind. Her hair was
auburn with flecks of brown and mirrored her mood perfectly, fortunately her
guardian had experience with her ways.
"Now, now, Asuka. Wouldn't you like to meet the other Children? I hear the
Third is quite handsome..." He was baiting her. "Besides, you're the greatest,
wouldn't you like to upstage him? He had the highest beginner synch ratio, even
higher than yours." She was egotistical, as he had been in his youth, why not
use that to his advantage.
"Well... I guess I _could_ pound some humility the poor sap, I mean, it's
preposterous for anyone to think that their better than I!" She'd fallen for his
ruse. "I'll do it!" Asuka grinned evilly as she thought of the third, <I'll
show you whose best, just you watch. He he he he ha ha ha ha ha!>
The man sweatdropped as the girl gave off yet another maniacal chuckle. Maybe
honing her competitive streak wasn't a good idea. Well, it wasn't the first time
he made a mistake. Ranma Saotome had made plenty.
At age thirty-four, the young Saotome was the picture of health, both mentally
and physically. Indeed many thought him to be unmovable, unshakable,
unflappable; but is was not always that way. After meeting the angel of god,
Ranma was whisked away back to his homeland of Japan just in time to see Nerima
crushed and flooded by the raising water level. At first he was angry, then sad,
then he sought the angel to lash out at; his days were spent in angry isolation
and self-pity, those lonely weeks he spent in Juuban watching them dredge the
corpses. They were all dead, Akane, Soun, Genma, the Kuno's, Ukyo, Shampoo,
Cologne, Mousse, Happosai, Ryoga, Akari, everyone gone in an instant where he
couldn't help them. Drowning in sorrow and sinking to the depths of the sea,
never to return. Why couldn't the angel teleport him in time? What was he
spared for? What would he do?
It had taken a year for him to pull his fragile psyche back to some semblance of
normal, in that year he continued honing his skills and learned the secret ,
forbidden techniques of the Musubetsu Kakuto Ryu. As the government sold off the
land to other countries, Ranma's unique abilities were recognized by GEHIRN, the
organization that had caused this disaster. With much reluctance, Ranma moved to
Berlin, Germany, and became a member of NERV as nothing held him to his homeland
any longer. Kasumi and Nabiki had survived as had several of his friends,
Hiroshi and Daisuke, and his mother. As a major, he was in charge of information
gathering and the protection of the Second Child, Asuka Langley Sohryu. When he
first arrived he was apprehensive as they issued him a firearm, martial artists
wouldn't sully their honor by lowering themselves to such base means, but then
the style of warfare had changed. After taking his first bullet, his attitude
had changed.
Now his superiors, the SEELE council of Human Instrumentality, wanted him to keep
an eye on the renegade commander-in-chief of NERV, Gendo Ikari. As an elite
member of SEELE, a status afforded him due to the giant's molecular tampering on
him, he was given Alpha level clearance and the embryo of ADAM for transport.
"We're leaving at 03:00:00 hours tomorrows so pack and get some sleep. G'night
Asuka-chan." He knew she hated being called that.
"Shiest! Will you stop calling me that! I'm fourteen and a young woman, I won't
have you treating me as a child anymore!" <Why can't he see I'm a mature woman?>
"I'll stop calling you Asuka-_chan_ when you leave my supervision. Until that
time I'll treat you as my ward which you are." <You've got a long way to go
kiddo before you can even think of hitting on me.>
With a final, defiant scoff of disgust, Asuka left in a tiff down the gray
hallways of NERV branch 2, Berlin. He had a call to make.
His office was a typical major's quarters minus the desk chairs and filing
cabinets replaced by tatami mats and the Tendo shrine on a table. He strode to
an unblemished wall and spoke aloud, "Saotome Ranma-desu. Private channel to
Captain Tarou, NERV branch 3, Massachusetts." The wall pulled away from the
ceiling and came down vertically making a flat desk. He pulled up a chair as the
holoscreen activated the call program.
"What is it fem-boy? I have some important work to do." Captain Tarou's scowling
visage appeared across the screen.
"Hey! Is that any way to treat an old friend," Ranma asked feigning injury.
"Don't think we're friends just because you beat me, I was just...tired...that
day." He blushed and fidgeted at his desk.
"Rouge keeping ya up late? Hmm? Hmm?"
"Shut up Saotome! At least I still have the one I love!" Tarou exploded but as
the clouds of anger passed, the light of shame burst through. "I'm...sorry
Ranma. I shouldn't have-"
"Forget it," Ranma didn't want to deal with this now, he'd gotten over Akane
years previous, "I need you to organize the Pacific Fleet as an escort for the
Second to Japan. 'Over The Rainbow' preferably, Asuka seems to like it."
"Alright Ranma, I'll have the assholes upstairs approve it. Don't forget Ranma,
I want a rematch." He wagged a finger at the screen them hung up.
Sitting in the darkness, Ranma could only think back to simpler times. "I look
forward to it...Pantyhose."
---The Happy Cicada Hotel, Tokyo-3 (from now on all events will take place in
2015 unless otherwise noted)---
"Asuka! Asuka! It's time to get up!" Ranma yanked on his ward's arm. <And
they used to say I slept like the dead! Will this girl wake up?> He gave up,
throwing the arm back down, where it bounced twice before lying still. Ranma had
had a good night's sleep, mediation through dreaming, and was ready to tackle the
difficult tasks of today, which included his physical and CAT scan at NERV. <I
just hope the doctor doesn't leer at me, they always do that. Especially when
they ask you for that 'special' sample they just so 'desperately need for the
good of humanity.'> He scoffed then walked to the bathroom for a hot bath.
Asuka awoke just as he walked out, toweling off his hair. "You awake now? I was
getting worried. Well! Go get in the shower kiddo, we've gotta be at NERV at
nine." He laid out his uniform and hers then proceeded to disrobe. The moment
Asuka had been waiting for.
When he took off his towel to reveal a pair of boxers, Asuka screamed in
frustration.
---NERV Headquarters, Tokyo-3---
Two individuals sat in a darkened room as light flickered off them, illuminating
their faces. They were Rei Ayanami and Shinji Ikari-the First and Third Children
respectively- and they were currently watching as an enormous whale shaped angel
was neatly filleted by a red Eva. The prog. knife cut cleanly through the skin
of the beast and gore gushed out from the wound.
"After this occurred the angel was shot at point blank range by two battleships
and expired. The fastest angel defeat yet." Dr. Ritsuko Akagi stopped the
footage and flipped on the lights.
"Wow! She may be the best pilot so far! Maybe she'll be more normal than these
two," Misato gestured to the couple. Shinji gave her the evil eye while Rei
didn't seem to give any reaction at all.
Since the catastrophe fifteen years ago, Misato Katsuragi had changed
considerably. As a child, she was know for her bright smile and uplifting
attitude; after second impact she had been catatonic for two years, her smile was
gone. Her father's plan succeeded in saving her life but she still had a long
scar on her chest and left breast from her horrible ordeal at the North Pole.
The events had plagued her nightmares for years afterward, even now she still had
a few scars from that day.
After two years the mind began to function again and she was soon attending
college with Ritsuko Akagi and Ryoji Kaji, her boyfriend. As the years
progressed her vitality and talkative nature returned but it was a mere shell of
her former self, an obsessive desire for vengeance against the angels found her
in the military and soon NERV. At NERV she was Captain Katsuragi, military
operations officer, and an excellent tactician capable of split-second decisions
that ultimately won the day; also at NERV she was reunited with her two friends
Kaji and Ritsuko. As guardian for the Third Child Shinji Ikari, she was
disaster-her 'roommate' did most of the cooking and cleaning, but she was a sound
guardian for the young man. Now she was taking Asuka from Germany under her
wing.
Now, with her omnipresent can of beer, she reviewed the battle against the sixth
angel.
"She outperformed our latest projections and was able to swim with the
B-equipment! By all calculations that can't be done! She's incredible!"
Ritsuko sipped at her NERV mug.
"And I'll be her guardian I suppose?" Misato raised an eyebrow in the direction
of Shinji.
"Well, we don't know yet. She came here with her own guardian but it'll all be
up to Commander Ikari. They stayed at a hotel last night and the Commander will
make a decision today, so they'll probably be hanging around here until then."
Ritsuko slid her chair back and gestured to Maya at the door. "If you'll excuse
me I have to give Asuka's guardian their physical."
"Is it a man?" Misato prodded relentlessly. Her relationship with Kaji had been
disintegrating since college and she was always open to more options, especially
ones that were tall, handsome, and had a great butt.
"I don't know. But I guess we'll find out." Ritsu and Maya left through the
right doorway and Misato was left with the children still staring at the
viewscreen.
"Uh guys? The films over..."
"We are aware of that fact Major Katsuragi."
---Recreational Wing of NERV Geofront---
"Now Major Saotome we'll start your required physical." Ritsuko wore her
customary lab coat and was seated next to Maya at the end of gym #5; today had
been particularly stressful due to the mandatory diagnostics performed on EVA
-02. Her glasses hung from the tip of her nose as Ranma finished off a can of
pocari sweat, his uniform jacket pulling tight against his pecs. "First will be
an examination in regards to your heartbeat, reflexes, blood...I think you get
the idea."
"Please Dr. Akagi, Lt. Ibuki, just call me Ranma. I don't really need the title,
it just goes along with the job. Besides, I always encourage good employee
relations."" He flashed them a lopsided grin showing perfect teeth. The woman's
hearts skipped a beat and a crimson flush grew on their faces.
"<Cough, cough> Well, _Ranma_, you can call me Ritsuko and this is Maya."
"Hello." Came Maya's timid reply.
"Nice to meet you." Ranma bend forward and kissed her hand. "I think we'll get
along just fine."
"Now, follow me to the examination room and we can get this over with. I'm sure
you have a lot to do today, what with the transfer and all."
"Not really, my superiors already took care of it." He looked at the aura
surrounding her and it was as if he could read her mind. "You don't like
Commander Ikari that much do you?" He spoke in a flat tone, there was no room
for argument.
Ritsuko was, needless to say, shocked that he would ask such a thing. "Ranma!
What are you saying? He could be listening right now! He could have you killed
for insubordination!" She almost croaked out the last part.
"First of all, I'm not afraid of him. Second, I report directly to the SEELE
council so I think they'd notice if I went missing. Third, I have an Alpha level
security clearance with a mission to keep an eye on Commander Ikari, that is my
primary reason for being here-I think I can trust you hmm? And finally my dear
Dr. Ritsuko, he isn't listening, there aren't any recording devices in this
room." She turned away to hide her blush from his eyes, how could he know that
there wasn't any surveillance equipment in this room? Questions better asked
later.
"Let's just get on with it okay?" She led him out a set of double door and
through a narrow hallway to a plain looking door. A sterile, white room with
metal walls looked back at them from the entrance. Ritsu flipped the lights and
a spartan room was revealed beyond, two sliding chairs, a metal desk and a gray
metal examining table with black cushions. Stretching out his senses, Ranma
could tell that two audio sensors were hidden in the walls and one video recorder
was hidden in another. Noting the locations he began to disrobe. Ritsu watched
in evident relish as the well muscled male lay half nude on the table before her.
<I hope your getting all this on screen Maya.> A small trail of drool made it's
way down her mouth.
Since the meeting with the messenger of God and the subsequent molecular
reconditioning he had undergone, Ranma was now capable of far more than he was in
his teens. Since that time he had been conditioning his body for extended
workouts and ki manipulation. Now he was all that his father wished for him to
be, the greatest martial artist in the world, a goal he had achieved only in
memory of his dearly departed friends and family. Now considered to be the last
practitioner and Grand Master of Musubetsu Kakuto Ryu, he held a grand master
status in kempo, kendo, amazon whu-shu, karate, tai-chi and ninjitsu with master
status in judo, jeet kun, and shotokan. Through the teachings of various sects
of monks, he was able to control, suppress, direct, and supervise the flow of ki
in his body, resulting in rapid growth and enhancement of his musculature. He
was now capable of punching through three feet of reinforced steel with his bare
hands, kick through concrete, hold his breath for fifteen minutes, leap thirty
feet straight up in the air, and run 28.3 miles without breaking a sweat.
As he began working as a lab technician in NERV's second branch he was approached
by an operative of the SEELE council of Human Instrumentality. Apparently, when
he entered into the service, the MAGI pulled out his performance file from the
Katsuragi Expedition and his contact with ADAM was discovered. Serving as a low
level service technician seemed a good position since no one ever took the time
to relay all the lower staff that had perished in the explosion, advantageous to
say the least. However it was all for naught as Chairman Lorenz Kihl personally
interrogated him and rooted the truth about ADAM and the explosion, of course the
council knew the true motives behind second impact but his account helped to
clear a few things up. He did not, however, tell them of his spiritual rebirth
by ADAM; eventually they fabricated a cover story stating that he survived in an
escape pod and was hurled off the coast of Japan. After assuring them of his
loyalty he was made a major and given special access clearances due to ADAM's
genetic tampering. He was purged of 'ORIGINAL SIN,' or just plain 'SIN.'
If Dr. Akagi scanned his blood for it she'd not find a trace, but as it was
assumed that everyone was infected, she wouldn't. 'SIN' was the DNA of ADAM that
dispersed into the atmosphere and spread around the world, recently sterility had
become a major problem and was attributed to the hindrance of the angel's DNA to
our own. Every person living on the planet (with the exception of Ranma and
three members of the SEELE council) was infected as it was passed through
childbirth and adults living at the time inhaled the DNA unknowingly. This was
the deciding factor in the selection of the Children as the higher percentages of
Angel DNA in the genetic structure allowed the chosen ease in piloting and
synchronizing with ADAM's children.
"We'll check your blood pressure and heart rate first." Ritsuko slipped the cuff
around his firm arm, casually caressing his skin. The cuff inflated with each
squeeze of air but shattered moments later, before making a mark on his skin.
She looked incredulously from the tattered remains of the cuff to his exposed
arm. "Uh...we'll take it manually alright?" She fumbled with shaking hands for
her watch. Even through her nervousness she took a moment to run her hand along
his silky smooth skin before finding his pulse.
"Sure, but I thought I'd tell you that this is gonna be difficult."
---SEELE Council room, location unknown---
It had existed since time immemorial, a chamber galvanized against the ravages of
time and war. It was said that Hitler planned his genocidal campaign in that
very room, that the French Revolution was planned within those hallowed walls.
Now, it held a meeting with far more reaching implications, such as the end of
mankind.
SEELE 01: Our operative seems to be doing well. SEELE 10: Yes, with any
luck he will soon be privy to NERV's defense grids. SEELE 02: Then we will
attack NERV and reclaim what is rightfully ours. SEELE 05: However, if Dr.
Akagi screens for 'SIN' then our rouse is over. SEELE 12: Will our alibi for
his blood fall through? SEELE 01: It will do us no good to worry about such
trivial matters. What we need to discuss are the restrictions to be placed on
Ikari. SEELE 06: In the long term, I suggest cutting the defense budget.
SEELE 01: Agreed. If the situation should warrant any direct action our
forces should be able to capture the Geofront in one swift move. SEELE
04: The UN's operative, Ryoji Kaji, will he interfere with our plans? SEELE
01: I doubt it. Operative Saotome should be able to handle the mission. I
believe we are all aware of his...unique...abilities.
The black monoliths of SEELE begin to chuckle at some unseen joke, their hollow,
booming laughter echoing off the unseen walls of the chamber and reverberating
into a cacophony of twisted, mechanical, gaiety. The images disappeared as their
laughter subsided until only the tallest monolith carrying the designation 'SEELE
01' remained. Even that disappeared into the form of a tall elderly man wearing
a queer sort of visor and green robes. He was seated at a gray desk whose
location could have been anywhere in the world, for this man was the driving
force behind Project E and the NERV organization, Lorenz Kihl. Now, sitting in
the darkness, he raised his hands as if in prayer to some unforgiving god.
"Ikari, you have yet to cross us. If you are that arrogant as to face us then
you will surely be crushed. You will pay Ikari." That having been said, the
image returned to its previous shape.
SEELE 01: The time is coming Ikari when you will draw upon your hidden
resources, and it will be then that you realize they no longer exist.
---NERV examination room 309---
Ritsuko was in a quandary, how could this even be a man? Ranma was sitting on a
chair, half naked, while she pondered the phenomena. <His reflexes reacted
before I even touched his skin, the testing needles I used snapped on his skin,
his musculature is far beyond anything I've ever seen, and he has the healthiest
lungs and heart in Japan. What could be causing this? Maybe this final test'll
shed some light on It.> "Ranma?"
"Yes? If you wanna take my blood you'll have to warn me otherwise you won't be
able to." Always the trickster, he had been toying with her, using his enhanced
control of ki to strengthen his cells to impossible levels. When she'd tried his
reflexes he'd stretched out his aura to stop the rubber hammer an inch away from
his skin.
"Uh no. That's not what I need from you. Your almost done here, I just need one
more sample, a very important one," she snickered, "I need a sperm sample." His
face went white, his hands began to twitch. Of all the tests he assumed she'd
give him, he hadn't taken this one into account. Ritsuko opened a draw on the
wheeling cart and gave him a sixteen ounce plastic specimen cup. "Here."
"Uh..."
"Don't worry, I'll leave the room. Just call when you're done!" She opened the
door, "That is unless you need some _help_?"
"Uh no, I'll be just fine by myself." He was sure his blush would set off the AT
field alarms. She slipped through the door to join Maya in the observation room
finally understanding why Misato liked to tease people. It was fun!
<I've never been through anything as hideous and demeaning as this before!
Well...there was hat time I pretended to be Ryoga's fianc�e...> He reached out
with his senses for the surveillance equipment in the walls. <Aha! Well,
Ritsuko, if you want a show, I'll give you one you won't every forget!> Turning
to face the video feed, he dropped his pants.
Maya had been sitting in the observation room for three hours as Ritsuko poked,
stretched, and prodded Ranma in the exam. That is not to say she didn't have fun
gazing at a half nude male flexing, but she had severe reservations about this
next test.
"Maya? Has he started yet?" Her sempai poked her head in through the door and
took a seat. She swiveled over a bit to allow Ritsuko room at the monitor. On
screen Ranma had just placed the cup on the desk beside him. The camera was
planted at midlevel with a horizontal lens, allowing for a complete vista of the
subject before them.
"Are you sure this is a good idea sempai?" For some mysterious reason Ranma had
turned towards the camera.
Ritsu laughed a bit than removed her lab coat. "Don't worry Maya, it's just a
joke anyway." It may have been a joke before, but as Ranma dropped his pants to
the full view of the camera, that joke turned into a serious proposal. The
fiber-optic camera was color and recorded in full, crisp, clarity. Maya fainted
as the hunky subject began. A small trail of drool fell from Ritsuko's mouth as
she saw the benefits of his 'muscle' enhancements.
---Two hours later---
Ritsuko left the observation room visibly shaken. Maya was on the verge of
collapse as she held a fresh tissue to her bleeding nose. In fact, Maya was
leaning heavily against Ritsu as she walked down to the examining room. Her
assistant left for the cafeteria, at this point they both needed a few cups of
coffee, or a cold shower.
Knuckles rapped on the metal door, the hollow sound reverberating off the sterile
walls. Ritsuko held her breath as she walked in then, hoping he was done.
"Have you finished Ranma?" She stopped. Right in her tracks.
Ranma was sitting at the desk, slipping his shoes on as Ritsuko staggered to the
desk. Three specimen cups were lined on the desk. Visibly shaken, she motioned
him out and shut off the lights, reminding herself to run a steroid enhancement
scan on his 'samples.' <If he's all he looks to be, Misato's gonna have her
hands full tonight...>
---to be continued---
I hope you all enjoyed this little light-hearted romp through the world of NERV.
This whole concept was thought up and written down in response to the glaring
lack of Ranma/EVA crossovers. At the Church of Crossover Couples, maintained by
the VGAP, the slots for fanfics pairing Ranma and Misato, Ritsuko, or Maya were
blank. Somebody has to do something about this! I'm now putting out a
challenge, whether anyone will take it I don't know, a challenge to write a piece
of fanfiction pairing up either Ranma and Misato, Ranma and Ritsuko, of Ranma and
Maya.
Questions? Comments? Call out customer service line at Kaiton@banet.net
By the way, if anyone out there reading this happens to like my stories (big
'if') and maintains a fanfiction web site, I'm in dire need. I own a MAC, so I
can't post on the RAAC, but I do have several interesting Ranma 1/2 stories.
Many of these offer different beginnings or alternate fianc�es, for instance
Kima, Hinako, Nabiki, or Kasumi. If anyone is interested I'd really appreciate
it!