/September 15, 2015/ /Test Chamber AGTT, NERV-1, Tokyo-3, Japan/ “Initiate activation system, Phase Two!” “Pilot link-up initiated. Synapse inserted, nerve junctions connected!” “All circuits are online; all nerve links check out normal!” “Preparing for 3rd stage connection; nearing absolute borderline!” “Zero-point-seven…zero-point-five…zero-point-three…zero-point-one…” The calm, periodic beeping suddenly transformed into a roaring klaxon. The orderly build-up of lights and sound reversed in a chaotic fashion, inciting panic. “IMPULSES ARE FLOWING BACKWARDS!!!” The sound of wrenching metal. “WE HAVE REJECTION OF THE CENTRAL NERVOUS SYSTEM!” “The emergency shut-down signal’s been ignored! UNIT-00’S MOVING ON ITS OWN!” Professor Gendo Ikari resisted the urge to call the tech an idiot. He could see the Evangelion moving just fine, thank you very much. A crash of male and female voices echoed through the monitoring station around him, the pale halogen lights contrasting with the flashing yellows, reds, and greens of the equipment. Through the reinforced safety glass, the same shade of orange as his glasses, he could see the equally-orange Unit-00 breaking free of its restraints. An animalistic roar echoed through the white test chamber, the Evangelion gripping its head as though it were gripped by a migraine. To be fair though, given the exact mechanical, biological, and metaphysical processes occurring, he couldn’t blame the titanic weapon of war. Hydraulics and timed explosives propelled the power plug from the Evangelion’s back, whereupon it crashed onto the floor. The beast still moved. “Thirty seconds of battery power remaining!” “It’s gone berserk! Get away from the windows!” As if in response to what little time it had left, the Evangelion smashed its fist into the reinforced glass. Simultaneously, a long white cylinder rocketed out of the back of the Evangelion’s neck, rockets slamming into the corner where it futilely tried to escape. Unmindful of this, the orange giant continued to attack. “The Entry Plug has been jettisoned!” “The Evangelion’s still moving!” The titan’s red eye seemed to focus on everyone in the room. The techs and scientists backed away; Gendo remained stalwart. Until he stepped aside, right as the metallic fist crashed into the monitoring station. Unit-00’s roars were painfully loud, Gendo noted casually. “Rather feisty, aren’t you?” Suddenly, the titan retreated, hands clutching its head before it began to ram the wall repeatedly. The cyclops’s eye began to fracture as it continued to headbutt the wall, over and over and over and OVER- “Ibuki! Start the bakelite suppression system!” “Yes senpai!” “Ibuki, get me a preliminary diagnostic of the First Child’s condition!” “Yes ma’am!” Red streams of synthetic polymer guzzled out of the walls, encasing the mad beast in a rapidly-solidifying plastic. Then, in a sudden fit of silence, Unit-00 stopped. “Power’s out.” Gendo Ikari quietly looked out the window at the cylinder sitting listlessly on the floor. “What’s the pilot’s condition?” “Shaken up, sir; we’ve got some simple fractures on the left side, but she seems to be conscious otherwise.” Without saying another word, Gendo reached into the folds of his cloak and pulled out what looked like a large pistol of sorts, save for the presence of a reel containing yards of a polymer-based tether and a metallic plate was attached to the barrel. With the pull of the trigger, it shot the plate out at high speed towards the ceiling, tether trailing behind. A loud clunk echoed through the air as it clung to the metal tile on the ceiling. Gendo calmly swung out the window, his weight causing the tether to lengthen. As he lowered himself to the floor, he took note of the sounds emanating from the Entry Plug. It sounded akin to…frustrated pounding. With a simple flip of a switch (where the safety lock would normally be, by the trigger), the plate demagnetized and fell, right as Gendo’s feet touched the ground. Holding the Mag-Gun above his head, the Professor calmly let the tether reel the plate in with an audible snap and click before advancing towards the cylinder. BANG. BANG. BANG. A white-clad foot kicked the door open. Sounds of muffled grunting could be heard as the pilot gingerly extracted herself from the Entry Plug, right leg first. Clothed in a skintight bodysuit of white, the girl ignored the streams of orange fluid in her blue hair before quietly standing up, heavily favoring her left leg. The girl’s red eyes, calm and cool – despite the growls of pain that rumbled through her throat – focused immediately on the Professor. Then she saluted. “Sir! Apologies for the failed activation, sir!” “…” Gendo sighed, his eyes hidden by his orange shades. “It’s not your fault. We didn’t anticipate Unit-00’s…visceral reaction.” He brought a hand up to his ear, pressing a switch on a hidden earpiece. “Dr. Akagi.” “Sir?” “Get medical attention for the Sergeant.” “On it sir!” Grunting (and sounding rather irritated), Gendo looked down at Rei. Still standing, despite the obvious pain. “At ease.” “Yes sir!” Rei calmly lied down, letting her broken limbs splay out along the white floor. The smell of bakelite mixed with LCL, giving the air a pungent, industrial odor. “…permission to speak freely, sir?” “Granted.” “Sir…the Third Angel is predicted to appear in less than two weeks.” “Reminding me of information I already know doesn’t tell me what you want to know, Sergeant.” “Acknowledged sir, but…what if my body does not heal in time?” “For now, you wait for the medics. The situation is under control, as always.” With that, Gendo spun around, his navy blue cloak fluttering behind him as he walked towards the personnel door at the bottom of the test chamber. Looking back one last time at Unit-00’s immobile form, he pressed his earpiece. “Fuyutsuki.” “Yes Professor?” “…we have a situation.” “…have we lost control?” “No. We have less than I’d like though.” “Is something wrong with the First Child?” “She won’t be able to pilot effectively in time for the Third Angel.” As he spoke, Gendo entered the personnel door, setting foot into the small elevator that would return him to the monitoring station. “That’s…not good.” “Fortunately, I have a back-up plan.” “You’ve told me about your back-up plan. You’ve never wanted to use it.” “You were simply allowing an old student to indulge in some fantasy. In reality, he and I both knew that this day would come, when he would return to Tokyo-3.” “You just wish that the reunion would have been delayed.” “Forgive a man for wanting his son to enjoy his last days of peace.” A hearty laugh. “It always pleases me to hear you getting parental. Reminds me that you’re still human.” “Just send the message. It should already be programmed with what I have to say.” “Yes sir, Professor.” Having said that, Gendo remained silent as he stared the clear windows of the elevator. As it ascended, his piercing eyes took in Rei Ayanami being attended to by a pair of medics. Looming behind her was Unit-00, the hardened bakelite making it seem like a dreaded behemoth imprisoned against its will. How true that was. “Well Yui…it seems like we’ll be seeing our son sooner than I thought.” xxxx (Cue A Cruel Angel’s Thesis) Ultra Sonic 007 presents… (The image of three Evangelions – one blue, one violet, one red – appears in the background) A Dreaming Landsman-K9 Production... (In front of each Evangelion, respectfully, is a stern, frowning Rei Ayanami, a determined, stalwart Shinji Ikari, and a grinning, skipping Asuka Langley Sohryu) MOBILE FIGHTER EVANGELION Evangelion: The NORMAL Giant Robot Anime… (The Pilots and the Evangelions flash and vanished, replaced by the Giant of Light before everything dims to black…) xxxx Author's Note: So. How do I explain this? Well, I’m on a bit of an Evangelion kick thanks to Nobody Dies (by GreggHL; it's awesome and you should READ IT). It’s to the point where I’ve bought the box set of the entire original anime. Meanwhile, here on this forum, I’ve been following the dedicated update thread to Gregg’s story (writing various omakes, as readers of that thread have probably noticed). In the course of this, I made a note of how, long ago (as a young lad when Pokemon was first popular in America, during the era of Red/Blue), I caught notice of Dark Horse advertisements for the Evangelion manga on the back of a Pokemon comic. It featured the iconic image of Shinji Ikari, Rei Ayanami, and Asuka Langley Sohryu standing side-by-side, with Unit-01’s face looming in the background. The image codified my perception of their personalities, thinking of it as a standard, if popular, Giant Robot anime. Shinji as the Goku-esque Determinator, Rei as the snarky and icy-cold Drill Sergeant McNasty, and Asuka as the innocent, happy-go-lucky comic relief. Imagine my shock when I saw the anime years later. I was off. Waaaay off. But the idea intrigued various people. I posted a snippet. It caught attention. And now I can’t get the idea out of my head. It's called a 'Dreaming Landsman-K9 Production' due to the influences of Gregg Landsman and the assistance of AmIADream and K9TheFirst in terms of story ideas. Now...let's see how far we go with this.