The warhead and the angel’s hand collided with a titanic explosion.Ī minute later, the turbulent jetwash from the swarm of attack aircraft cleared the smoke away, and the angel stood utterly untouched. The missile streaked towards the angel, which lifted its hand to meet it. It might actually be enough to scratch the beast! God in Heaven! I didn’t think they had anything that lethal in NERV-J’s arsenal. At the lowest point in the shallow swoop, a huge cruise missile - as long as the fuselage of a small jet aircraft - detached from the bomber’s underbelly. It dropped its hand apparently satisfied with the demonstration.Īsuka noticed a larger aircraft, probably a fixed-wing heavy bomber, approaching on a wide flyby trajectory. The angel raised its hand, and a ray of white light lanced two Harriers out of the sky in one blow. Not a single one left so much as a mark on it.
There were dozens of Harriers and VTOLs - tiny, at this distance - swarming around it like flies, and judging by the peppering of smoke plumes on the thing’s carapace, they were bombarding it with missiles. What is NERV-J going to do? … well, they have the prototypes and a test pilot, but can they really take down an angel with half-cooked Evangelions and a sync test jockey? They need a real pilot to beat this thing, and I'm the only one in Japan right now!Ī cacophony of deep booming noises washed over the deserted town, and Asuka squinted at the giant.
If she'd known an angel was going to attack that day, she would have done everything in her somewhat limited power to get Unit 02's shipment moved up as well. This is what I've trained for all my life, and for all that, I'm helpless as a fucking kitten right now.Īsuka had decided to come to Tokyo-3 a week ahead of time, to familiarize herself a little with the city before she jumped back into training. Asuka’s reaction was not as pronounced, but she still felt her her hands clench and her spine shiver as a jolt of fear run through her gut.
The boy yelped and stepped back, even though the monster was close to a mile away. Its carapace was all in black but for the hideous, birdlike white mask situated between its shoulders. The leviathan was as tall as an office building and at least as broad at the shoulder, although its limbs were oddly spindly, almost like the legs of a spider or scorpion. Creepy, though.Īsuka and the brown-haired boy whipped their eyes away from their respective distractions, homing in on the pass between two mountains close by - as an immense monster, like something out of the darker side of bronze-age mythology, stepped ponderously around the mountain. What the hell? Eh… maybe I just imagined it. When she looked back, the apparition had vanished without a trace. The loud, harsh sound of a flock of birds taking off startled the German girl. She was wearing a bland school uniform and standing quite stiffly.
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She appeared to be a girl somewhat shorter than Asuka herself, with skin skirting the border between fashionably pale and sickly ashen, and odd azure-blue hair. In the center of the street stood another human, looking almost out of place in the deserted townscape. She turned to look in the other direction, and her brow furrowed in confusion. The boy from the platform was tapping away at a pay phone just a few meters away from her - although, judging from his frustrated sigh, he wasn't getting anything useful from it. what does that even mean? What the hell is this alleged protocol, anyway? Scheisse, am I in an evacuated zone?Ī soft beeping brought her out of her thoughts, and her head whipped around. How is this possible? “Delayed due to emergency protocol”. Other than herself, not a soul walked under the sun. The shutters were closed on every visible window, on every building. One or two cars were parked, empty, on the sides of the road. The street outside was just as abandoned. I get that it's a sleepy suburban town, but this is just creepy! Asuka picked up her pace, walking briskly across the foyer and out the main door. It hadn't exactly been busy, but now even the employees had abandoned the ticket stands and offices. Instead, she studiously ignored the boy, turning on her heel and marching off the platform. However, she was not, and thus she did not. Had she been the sort of person to notice such things, she would have found it odd that the platform was utterly deserted but for a cute but mousy-looking boy with brown hair - and an oddly neat button-down shirt - at the far end. Every single train was marked with a red delayed light - including the one she had intended to be on fifteen minutes ago. Asuka seethed as she glared at the notice board.
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