When I woke up that morning, I found a hot blonde scientist off to the side. Or maybe a doctor. Can't be positive either way, but with a lab coat it's gotta be one or the other. Glancing at me over her clipboard, she spoke. "Wide awake, I see. That was quite an ordeal you put us through, Commander Ikari."

Commander Ikari? I'm not Gendo, I'm - ... okay, that's disconcerting, I have no idea who the hell I am. Disconcertingly creepy. Gotta say, though, the babe in front of me does look impossibly like Ritsuko Akagi from that mecha anime Neon Genesis Evangelion. Maybe a really dedicated cosplayer? Or, since I seem to be a hospital and the last thing I remember is - as previously stated - nothing at all about my own identity, just an impossibly remarkable coincidence.

Still, my body felt kinda weird, so I figured I should ask what was up. Y'know, 'cause it seemed like the natural thing to do at the time.

"So, eh, what happened, doc?"

The hospital hottie raised an eyebrow at me, before she looked down at her clipboard. "According to eyewitnesses - and the security camera that caught everything - you were walking down the street when the lens flare from someone's camera blinded you - rather uncharacteristically, it seems you weren't wearing your sunglasses at the time. Unable to see for an instant, you tripped over a blind man's guide dog, and stumbled into the intersection. At that moment, your Operations Director, Misato Katsuragi was making a 90 degree turn at four times the speed limit. She went into a bit of a slide and slammed into you with the rear of her car with enough force to fling you into the air, where you collided with an oncoming elevator train face-first."

I'm not sure what expression I was looking at her with, but she then blandly said, "You got off with a broken nose - which has already healed in the past week - and a tiny piece of your skull broken off and lodged in your brain. That called for an operation. So... how are you feeling, Commander?"

Ignoring the ridiculous claims of what this body went through lately, since NGE characters shouldn't be able to take that sort of punishment - although if it were pretty much any other super robot show, I'd give the benefit of the doubt - I took a moment to really consider that question. Other than the fact that I don't have any knowledge about my own self, except that I was not Gendo Ikari... I feel like... well, I guess I feel like me. Of course, saying that and then acting like someone not named Gendo Ikari when I'm apparently in his body, well, that'd just lead to nothing but trouble. Absently, I stroked my beard, and found that it was Gendo's magnificent beard.

"I feel like... not Gendo Ikari, but otherwise okay."

So yeah, this is a self-insert fic starring myself... except that my mind is in control of Gendo.

I maybe get some reviews?

Also, I PROMISE in the name of Zordon's left eyebrow I'm working on the next Spirit of a Ranger. In the meantime, though, you can get your Power Rangers fix by reading Morphin' Fate.