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Notes: I hadn't seen all of Eva when I originally wrote and posted this story, but it popped into my head and I decided to write it anyway. Be warned that at the time I was using second hand knowledge and some facts may not be correct. Also remember that Kensuke is hearing all this second hand, and the media doesn't always get the whole story right, hmmm?
Now that I've seen all of Eva, I'll rewrite this. Until then, take it with a grain of salt, okay?
Wishes and Remembrances
I know what's happened. I'd have to blind, deaf and dumb not to. It's in the news, every hour on the hour, and it fills coversations all around me.
Tokyo 3 is heading down and heading down fast.
At home my mother expresses her relief that we got out when we did, while Dad only shakes his head and stares worriedly at the TV or the window or the paper, thinking what we're all thinking, but can never quite bring ourselves to say out loud.
If Tokyo 3 falls, it won't matter where you live. Once NERV and the Evas are defeated, the Angels will be unstoppable.
What went wrong guys?
Eva 04 was destroyed, the reporters tell us soberly, it's fourteen-year-old pilot an unfortunate addition to the death count. Mom sits with me while I grieve. Dad wraps his arm around my shoulder as the news glorifies my best friend's death.
Eva 00 exploded due to damages suffered at the hands of the most recent angel, I read in the paper. No word of the pilot and I alone mourn the sad young girl with the grown-up eyes.
Eva 02 removed from action due to the mental instability of its pilot, my teachers says, a horrible thing to do to a child like that. I remember the crazy girl with the bright red hair and wonder why no one else saw it coming and tried to help her.
It only gets worse. Massive destruction on a scale I don't even want to consider. The casualties are all but nonexistant, every living being in Tokyo 3 having been either killed or evacuated by now, except for those at NERV. I hear of a new pilot, brought in to pilot the 02, feeling an edge of relief that at least the 01 won't be on its own anymore-
-and swallow my heart when word gets out that the new pilot was an angel in disguise.
No word of Shinji, in any of it; only off-hand comments about the 'sole-remaining Eva Unit' or the 'only surviving pilot.'
I wish, for the thousandth time, that things had been different.
Once I wished that I could be able to join them, to pilot an Eva along side them. Now I wish that the Evas had never existed. A selfish wish, to sacrifice humanity's sole means of survival just because I miss my friends, but I can't bring myself to feel guilty. If I could, I'd wish it all away: the angels, the Evas, NERV, Commander Ikari, all of it, and Toji would still be alive, Asuka would never have fallen over the edge of the cliff she danced around, Shinji...
I never would have met Shinji then, but maybe he'd at least have been happy.
It's a foolish want, though, and one that will never come true.
All I can do is hope that, wherever they are now, they're not scared, and they're not hurting.
I damn these angels with all my heart...
But I can't bring myself to bless the Evas...
owari
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