Disclaimer: I don’t own Eva…yet, but I have a dream…I don’t own Martin Luther
King either.

This will follow the manga and will show what would have happened if Shinji and Asuka haven’t lived with Misato.

Captain Shinji

My name is Shinji Ikari and this is my story.

It all began in the year 2015. Back then I was an usually confused 14 year old Japanese boy.

Until my father sent me a letter.

It surprised me that he would sent me a letter after all we had no contact for 10 years now. He abandoned me, because of his work. I don’t know what he was working for. Come to think of it; I never bothered to investigate what he was doing.

Like every human, I’m curious. I must have inherited that trait from my mother. She was one of the three most famous scientists of the new age. With her brilliant ideas and her audacity she gained that title at a young age. Sadly this audacity was the reason why she died as far as I know. Something about a science accident…but I never could find out what it was exactly, that happened.

But I’m drifting up as so often.

The letter read following:

Dear Shinji,

I want you to meet one of my subordinates Misato Katsuragi (look at the picture) at the end of the week.

She will be waiting for you at the Tokyo3 main station at 11 o’ clock and escort you to me.

A ticket is add to this later, so all expensive are taken care of.

Please come…I need you.

Sincerely,

Commander Gendo Ikari

At the moment I am on the train to Tokyo 3. The last part of the letter made me curious.

He needs ME of all people. I don’t know what kind of guy he is after all I was four when he left me with my uncle.

I couldn’t believe that guy my own uncle came two hours too late to pick me up. I don’t know why but I HATE people who are late even at such a young age.

Our relationship had, with that burden, a bad start and hasn’t got better with the years. I avoided him as much as I could. I only talked with him when it was unavoidable.

The next ten years I was like every child and was even known to be pretty outgoing, but the truth was; I had no real friends. The people I met where just there to help me on my way. I was just happy to make other people laugh to kill some time.

The train stopped, so I got up and got off the train. I noticed that I was the only one who got off; actually I was the only one who was in the train. Since this was just a visit for me; I didn’t carry much along me except for my side bag…I had no idea what I was getting into.

I waited a few moments until I noticed that I forgot to look at the picture that was added to the letter. It is strange that such a curious guy like me forgot something like that. I rummaged in my side bag until I found the object of my interest.

As soon as I looked at the picture, I was shocked. It showed a purple-haired woman who was leaning forward. Normally that’s not a great thing except for the fact that she was practical half-naked. She wore a skimpy top and some hot pants. With that clothing you could clearly see her cleavage, and to add one more scandalous thing; she had drawn an arrow that pointed at the said cleavage. The letter was signed by Misato Katsuragi herself.

That was just disgusting. Don’t take it the wrong way; I love easy women, but she was my father’s subordinate. Now I was afraid to find out what my father was working on. Is he some kind of uber–pimp?

I just hope he doesn’t want me to take over the family business. I want to earn my money fair and square… or at least win the lottery.

I waited five more minutes. What time is it? I looked at my watch.

11:45! I can’t believe it. She is so late. Even a Frenchmen would have shown up 15 minutes ago. The streets seemed to be empty, so she can’t reason herself out with traffic jam. This is inexcusable! I can say for sure that I won’t like this woman.

I hate it to wait. She will pay for this. It’s not like I’ll blackmail her, but when my time comes; I’ll use that picture in my favour. Hehehehe…

Suddenly I heard a huge BANG. I looked up at the cause of this noise. I saw it.

A huge being at least 40 meters high. It was dark green and had a red core on his chest. Its face was a white mask with some kind of beak. The upper arms were muscular; like the one of a bodybuilder. The arms themselves were abnormally long like the one of an orang-utan they were hanging beneath its waist. The legs were slender like the one of a female, but the feet were huge unlike that of a clown.

I was looking for an escape-route, when I saw it; a blue Renault Alpine. It was faster than the car from Night Rider. The car stopped in front of me with a screeching sound and a 180° curve. The door opened and revealed Misato Katsuragi. She looked like a biker chick with her sunglasses and those driving gloves. She wore a short dress. You could see her sexy slender legs. I only could stare at her in awe. Even though she was gorgeous I can’t forgive her for being tardy.

Well, that’s how I am.

“What are you waiting for? Get the hell in! ”She shouted at me.

I, of course, jumped in. Either I go with her or I will be stamped by a giant foot.

We drove away as fast as we could. I turned back to watched as the military repeatedly fired at it. Again; I haven’t noticed something like the military. I just couldn’t keep off my eyes off that thing.

“You’re surprisingly calm.”

Oh yeah, she’s with me. Maybe I have Alzheimer. I really should see a doctor.

“Am I?” Was all I said.

“We call it an angel, but don’t ask any further questions. We don’t have time to talk.”

Suddenly an explosion in front of us nearly got us. The car fell over and landed on its roof.

Misato and I got out unharmed. She then looked at her car and began to ramble about how she had 33 more payments and how expensive her favourite dress was.

I really can’t believe this woman. Doesn’t she have a bigger problem like a 40 meter high angel? Now I’m sure even if she weren’t late, I wouldn’t have liked her. She’s too childish; even for my taste. Come on, she’s about 30 years old and behaves like some schoolgirl.

This…

Before I could finish my thought the angel was trying to jump us like horny teenager.

Luckily another creature appeared. It tackled the angel and turned the car for us. It was purple and about as large as the angel. It was like a Mecha you see in one of those animes.

But a strange thought entered my mind when I saw the horn on its forehead and I asked aloud.

“What does phallic mean?”

“It means penis. We have no time for this. Let’s get back.” Misato replied.

We did so. In the rear-view mirror I could see that the Angel got back on its feet and beat up the other monster. A few hits later it disappeared in the ground through some kind of a lift.

And again we landed on the roof of the car, because of an explosion. The explosion sure was as strong as an N²-mine. This woman must either have the worst luck ever or maybe her Karma was catching up with her. It sure as hell isn’t my fault. Since my father left I was a pretty lucky guy. In those multiple choice questions I always scored 100 through blind marking.

Later we drove into a big building. I could make out the word NERV painted on the doorway. I remembered this word; it is German for Nerve. I’m pretty good at languages and learned English pretty quick. German on the other hand was much tougher. The grammar and the verbs are pretty complicated, but I pulled through and now I am a fluent speaker.

I could make out some kind of Credo under the word NERV.

“God is in heaven and all is right in the world.”

That sure is a strange slogan for a porno company.

I analyzed Katsuragi’s behaviour as dumb model who worked for my father. I just had to ask…

“Miss Katsuragi?”

“Yeah? Oh, and call me Misato.”

“Why does a porno corporation have such a slogan, Misato-Obasan? “

I could see a vein throb on her head. Why is she angry? Must be that time of the month. Of course, I’m a sensitive guy and won’t mention that.

“Listen Shinji, this is not a porno corporation and I am no Obasan!” She said slightly angered.

“Whatever. But Obasan what is this then?”

I said I’d let her bleed her for being late.

She grumbled some curses about kids these days. She gave me some kind of book with the sign “for your eyes only”. It’s a secret, so I just had to start reading, but before I could do that we entered some kind of city. This was weird. After all we are underground.

“What is this?” I asked her.

“This is the so called Geofront. There is more information in that little book of yours.” She said a little bit aggressive.

It really must creep her out being called old. Women are strange creature. I swear sometimes, if you can’t see them they can’t see you.

We got off the car and walked through some metallic halls. I could swear I saw these ones before a long time ago. We walked and walked and took an escalator up. I was growing inpatient now. We were now on the way for several minutes.

“Misato-Obasan, when will meet my father?”

“Shut up!” Was her short reply.

I sensed she wasn’t angry because of the name calling, but the fact that we are lost. So my father had a use for her, but I doubt she is doing something with responsibility. She’s probably just bedding the old man. There it is my chance.

“Misato-Obasan, is my father still wild in bed?”

She stopped dead in tracks. Man, if only I had a camera. I guess that picture she sent me will be sufficient. A lift opens before she could reply.

A woman steps out. She’s a faux blond; you can see that on her black eyebrows. She has mole under her right eye. She has brown eyes. She looks professional in her white kittle and knee high skirt. She wears nylon straps. Women these days won’t wear them much.

“Captain Katsuragi! Why are you wasting our time?” Said the scientist.

“Ritsuko…sorry I got lost.” Misato-Obasan said apologetic.

“Whatever. So this is the third chosen candidate.” Ritsuko said.

“My name is Shinji Ikari. It’s a pleasure.” I said not interested in these greeting rituals.

What caught my attention was her remark about being the third chosen one. That means there are two other ones. What happened to them? Is this a sect?

I had no time to persuade my thoughts farther, when she started to introduce herself.

“I’m Ritsuko Akagi head of the technical division of project E. Let us be good colleagues.”

“Ritsuko Akagi? Are you related to Naoko Akagi?” I asked.

“Uh, yes she was my mother. Why do you ask?”

So she is the child of one the three biggest scientist of the new age. She is like me…only much older. But different from Misato; she seems more responsible. I think I’m going to like to work with her. Wait… WORK?

“Well, it’s just nice to meet someone as famous as you, though you aren’t as famous as your mother; you developed the Magi into an even more impressive computer.”

“Why thank you Shinji. It’s good to be praised ones in a while. You’re pretty smart…different from other people around here.” She beamed at Misato at the last part of her sentence.

I could have sworn to have heard Misato mumbling about wanting to crawl into a hole.

A little bit later, while I was talking with Ritsuko about this and that, we arrived at a dock.

We climbed into a boat and rode across the red pool. While we were departing, I felt an earthquake.

I couldn’t believe how calm we are while there is fight above us.

It’s no wonder I forgot it, since I can be distracted pretty easy by new secrets.

At the end of our journey Ritsuko opened a door to reveal the purple Mecha I saw before on the streets. It’s trapped in this cage and the red liquid is surrounding it from the neck below.

“This is the humanoid Evangelion!” Ritsuko said out loud.

“It looks gay.” Was all I could say.

“Indeed it is.” A voice called from high up.

“Seriously?” I asked.

“Nope, they can’t be. They are like angels. They don’t have a gender.” Was the reply.

The man was fully clothed in black had white gloves and amber coloured glasses.

He had black short hair like me and a beard.

This man was obviously the boss around here…or some maniac with cool clothes.

This is my father? I better ask. Maybe he is just manager or something.

“Who are you?” I asked.

“I AM YOU FATHER!” He said and emphasizing every word.

This reminds me of Star Wars, which I don’t own.

Sometimes I have the feeling that my life is a freaking anime. Next thing that will happen is that I have to pilot that purple monster.

“Shinji you will pilot this giant robo!” He said.

I now know where I have seen the Evangelion. It was my mother’s project. She died in that thing. Back then it wasn’t purple. He wants me to pilot that death-trap?

So that’s why he needed me. Okay, if he wants my help he will pay for it.

For a commander of a secret organisation he’s not the serious type. This runs in the family, I guess.

“What will I get for piloting this death-trap?” I asked.

“You will get the gratitude of the whole mankind.” Was Misato’s reply.

“I hope you haven’t given her an important position in this organisation. She sure is as dumb as a model.”

“Actually Shinji, she is the head of operations and a captain. “ I heard Ritsuko saying.

“WHAT! You can’t be serious! Look at her, she isn’t punctual, got us lost on the way over here, reeks of alcohol and is dressed like a slut. ”

I heard someone cracking her knuckles. Okay father is in front of me that leaves Ritsuko and Misato. Ritsuko has no reason to harm me, but Misato has. Clever as I am, I made the only logical decision.

“I do it only if Misato-Obasan won’t hurt me and if I get a huge pay check.”

“Agreed.” Was the only response of Gendo Ikari. He glared at Misato so she won’t try anything stupid.

“Okay; Shinji come with me. I will explain you everything while we prepare Eva01.”

Was all Ritsuko said.

I was seated into a white plug. It remembered me of a tampon I saw in Biology class. They inserted me into the Neck of the so said Unit 01.

Ritsuko explained to me that I synch with the Eva through these white clips she gave me.

They are called A10-connectors.

I saw some yellow liquid leaking beneath me. Ritsuko said it’s called LCL, which stands for Link Connection Liquid. I asked what it is made of, but Ritsuko just said it’s too complicated for me. She probably was right after all I may be good at languages, but that was it, if you don’t count my skills on the soccer field.

Anyway, it’s strange to breathe liquid like a fish. What surprised me was the taste of the LCL.

“It tastes like… chicken?” Was my remark.

“Really? Doesn’t it taste like blood?” Came Ritsuko’s voice through the COM.

“No, why should it taste like blood anyway?”

“Umm, no reason. Just be prepared for the G-forces, when you will be shot up by the catapult to the angel.”

“How far away will I be from the angel?”

“Let me see… huh you will be direct in front of the angel? Whose brilliant idea was that? ”

Everyone looked at Misato.

“Don’t look at me! Everyone knows that direct confrontation is the best way to win.”

Was her reply.

Everyone on the bridge sweat dropped. It’s obvious that she has a disliking for the new pilot. Her slacking performance was noted by my father. Beside him stood an old man.

I could see everything pretty well from my Eva. There was a visual in the tamp… I mean plug.

“Okay, we have changed the destination of the catapult you will be three kilometres away from the target.” Was the reply of the long haired dude.

“Unbelievable! His synch-ratio is 69! ” Shouted a woman who looked like a female version me.

“As expected from my son. He is a pervert as well. Like father like son. Hehehe…wait did I said that part aloud… What are you waiting for send him! ” Came the voice of my father Gendo.

The G-forces pushed me into the seat. I was there in ten seconds. The angel was far away from me, which gave me the chance to hide behind a skyscraper. I couldn’t move perfectly, but it was sufficient. I’m not a fighter, so this could take awhile.

15 minutes later the city was barely damaged. Unit01 stood as the victor of the fight.

"Well…wow! What was that? ” Said some random guy on the bridge.

I could sense that some higher being sucked at writing fighting scenes, so he skipped this fight. Maybe we are merely puppets in scheme of a teenager, who promised to describe his version of…

“Shinji, you will return to headquarter. There will be a debriefing tomorrow, which you will attend. For now I will give you your salary. A home near headquarters will be assigned to you. ” Was my fathers order.

I got back through one of the catapults and got the promised payment. Strangely I wasn’t wet from the LCL. The stuff evaporated nearly instantaneously. I was driven to my new home by guy named Makoto Hyuuga. He was a bridge bunny and was responsible for the pilots.

He wore glasses and a brown overall like most of the NERV employees.

He was just the typical average guy.

He is a pretty nice guy and knew how to divide his private and work life. He likes to read mangas like most adolescents. That makes him pretty likeable for me.

When we arrived at my new apartment he told me, that I don’t need to take care of anything.

He said his goodbye to me and left.

The apartment is fully furnished and the fridge was full with soft drinks, fruits and vegetables. The freezer was stuffed with meat and fish.

Yes, I know this will be a good life I will have.

End of Chapter 1

Well I finally did it. My first fic. Most of you will know that this will be a SxA. So don’t even try to change my mind. Some of you surely have noticed that I made Shinji a soccer player. Guess what, this will be a crossover. Anyone who guesses it right will be mentioned in the next chapter.

Special thanks to Surj for pre-reading.

German lesson

Singular Singular

Ich bin I am

Du bist you are

Er/sie/es ist he/she/it is

Plural Plural

Wir sind we are

Ihr seid they are

Sie sind you are

Now you can form some easy insults like:

Du bist doof.

Ihr seid schwul.

Er ist ein Wichser.