Neo genezis evangelion 1-6

The Fifth Child Of Kaoru Nagisa.

An unusually muddy type. It seems to be latent (or not at all?) a homosexual, and besides, the seventeenth object A. He was sent directly from ZIELE, but for some reason refused to carry out the Third Blow on his own, instead inflicting a deep mental trauma on the already unbalanced Shinji. "Kill me!" is exactly what doctor Ikari Jr. prescribed, damn it. You'll have to keep an eye out for him, mess with him, but carry a gun or a pen in your pocket all the time. To avoid it, so to speak.

Oh, by the way, I completely forgot about ZIELE!..

So, ZIELE or SEELE in the original is the soul translated from German. The world behind the scenes, a council of strange people with completely idiotic plans. Having power over the world, they do nothing but strive to destroy this very world. They're kind of weird, and their head, a certain Kil Lorenz, is also very strange... Or were they trying to stop Complementation with their order to attack the headquarters? No, this has already taken me somewhere wrong, because they were the ones who sent the serial numbers necessary for the process...

Under no circumstances will I be able to compete with ZIELE — if they were able to push an order for the entire Japanese army to attack NERVE, then they will crush me and not even scratch. A fundamentally different level is needed here... So, I got really distracted. What am I talking about? Ah!.. Pilots, Children... Hmm, there are only two of them left... Or rather, girl.

The First Child of Ayanami Rei.

It resembles a robot or a zombie in its habits. She's cold, emotionless, and generally kind of weird. According to some reports, he may even be an Object A. He obeys orders without question, idolizes Gendo, and seems to have some kind of interest in Shinji... Okay, it's already turning out that it's for me. What else do I know about her? She is absolutely reliable, she will never betray you for anything. If necessary, he will die for the sake of a common victory...

Which, in principle, happened once. Then how did she survive? Yes, it's easy! After all, she has a transmigrable soul and a bunch of spare bodies. Long live eugenics, cloning, and our immortal leader and teacher, Commander Ikari! Okay, but seriously, Ayanami was created artificially. Mostly, by the way, from my mother's genes. And who is she to me now? Okay, let's call it a sister. You don't even have to build bridges, it's almost useless anyway... Controversial? Maybe, maybe... But personally, I don't want to try to embody all sorts of fantasies about Shinji plus Rei. God help me, I can even forget about the difference in psychological age, since now I'm not that old either, but what about the genetic relationship? Besides, I'm not attracted to her-she's kind of boring and too perfect. Although the embodiment of many guys' dreams is an over-dedicated, overly loving and unusually silent girl who is ready to do anything for you. But it's dreary, dreary... Everything is very predictable, everything is very calm... ice? Yes, I suppose so. But if necessary, I can freeze myself just as well, and become just as icily indifferent.

It's decided that we don't need Rey as a girlfriend (although Shinji himself seemed to have such thoughts on the verge of consciousness), and anyway, somehow I don't need any girls. For now. When the war ends, then, perhaps, it is possible... Oh, if only it didn't end like that time...

So, what are we doing with Ray anyway? Well, we are definitely friends — now both she and I are of such an age that friendship between individuals of different sexes is quite possible. And, of course, we will make her a normal girl, not a biorobot, if possible. She's a good girl, and I feel sorry for her even because of such a terrible "childhood."..

So, now he's probably the most difficult character in the whole saga. Yes, yes, yes-not Gendo and not Rei.

So, let me introduce you to the Second Child of Soryu Asuka Langley Tsepellin. German, with an admixture of Japanese blood, but for some reason with U.S. citizenship. The red-haired beast and the infernal fury. The character is flighty and incredibly nasty. Arrogant, self-confident, brash and out of control. A blatant example of such a rare complex of usefulness nowadays. He Considers himself The Best Evangelion pilot, Who Is Not Even A Match For Anyone.

And that's her main problem.

In early childhood, she experienced a severe psychological shock. Her mother, Kyoko, who lost her mind as a result of a scientific experiment, stopped recognizing little Asuka as her daughter, and began calling the doll her daughter. To be honest, for a small child, this is simply monstrous, there is nothing worse at this age than being ignored, especially in such a terrible form. Okay, that's half the trouble, the main thing is that on the day Soryu was informed that she was now Eva's pilot, Kyoko hanged herself. Asuka's father remarried, and Sorya seemed to get along with her stepmother, but the break in her remained. And at the crucial moment, on the basis of Shinji's superiority as Eva's pilot, Asuka went off the cutting. Her mental health began to steadily deteriorate, and her level of synchronization began to fall. During the attack of one of the Angels, Asuka was hit by a psychic blow and finally broke down. She couldn't take part in the following battles, because Asuka's synchronization level dropped below critical, and she couldn't even launch Eva-02. In the original series, her story ended extremely sadly — driven mad by hatred for everything and everyone, and above all for herself, she was found in some scattered ruins, in a bathtub filled with rainwater.

I hate endings like this where everything is unclear, though... Evangelion is generally a VERY incomprehensible thing towards the end. And as for Asuka's fate... It's hard to say which is worse — her fate in the original series or in the sequel.

Although she was able to pilot Eva again in The End of Evangelion, Asuka apparently died during the battle with the nine serial Evangelions sent to ZIELE. At least the latest footage of her shows that she has lost her left eye and her right arm is cut. And the next moment, Eva-02 is pierced by nine duplicates of the Spear of Longinus, including the place where the contact capsule is located. And after that, the serial killers simply tore Askin Evangelion apart and devoured the remains...

But at the very end, after the completion of the Complementation, we see Sorya again, lying on the shore of the ocean of LSL and diligently suffocated by our dear Shinji. How can this be explained?.. I don't know, ask for something easier, for example, what kind of weed did the inventor of all this smoke?.. Although no, it's not grass anymore, but heavy synthetics...

So, it's already gone to unnecessary spoilers and abstract reasoning — it's not so important how exactly Asuka escaped then. Was it just a miracle, or was she brought back to life by the will of the New God Shinji the Destroyer?.. The main thing is, how to avoid all this now? And it is vital to avoid this — in the upcoming war with the Object's A and ZIELE, every pilot will be needed. We don't have that many of them in our NERVE, damn it...

Damn, why aren't there any full-time psychologists in NERVE? Although, here I don't even know how they could help — heartwarming conversations won't have any effect, and it's a difficult task to put a crippled child's psyche in order...

So, what can I do? I need a team of dedicated people-I won't fight much on my own, whether against Object's A or humans. Misato and the technicians (they're kind of normal guys) will help in the command center, and the pilots will help on the battlefield.

Rei is active, Toji is in development, Asuka...

Asuka is a problem. And a big one.

To lose as much as 25% of the total power, and, perhaps, all 33.3%, I still don't smile at all — two Eves are good, but three is even better...

And what are we going to do?

So, no matter what, Soryu is very lonely because of her arrogance. So what does that mean? So, you will have to become her friend so that there is at least someone who can support her in a difficult moment. But how? Well, I don't know how to make friends and that's it! Okay, okay... Even if I just don't act like an animated stool, that is, like Shinji in the original, then that will be a huge plus. Anyway, we'll see.

I looked at the double sheet of paper covered with small handwriting and thought hard.

I've written and thought of a lot of things here, but most of the work boils down to building bridges and making contacts... In other words, I didn't really come up with anything useful, just abstract conclusions and general phrases...

In a rage, I slammed my right fist into the open palm of my left hand.

Damn. How difficult it is! Well, I don't know, I don't know what to do now! What's the use to me of these post-holidays if I have to redo everything for myself...

Okay, to hell with all this, let's try to put it all off for later, and do more pressing things... How much time is there before the next Object A attacks? Two weeks? A month? We should prepare ourselves...

In short, the morning is more complicated than the evening, Vitya. Go back to sleep... Good night. And to you, Shinji-inside-me, good night. Are you okay after all the information I've dumped on you? After all, it's not every day that you learn SUCH news, especially regarding the alleged end of the world and your guilt in it... Okay, okay, calm down! That won't happen this time, Victor promised Shinji. That's it, let's go to sleep already...

But no, stop! There's one more thing...

I was about to go to bed, but I got up, took a piece of paper with notes, folded it in four and began to carefully tear it into small pieces. When the level of chaos seemed sufficient to me, I went to the window, opened the sash and threw the papers out the window.

It is extremely imprudent to have such a compromise on oneself.

Chapter 9. It's hard to learn...

The alarm clock beeps sharply. Open your eyes, get up, walk three steps, press the button to turn off this God-awful machine. Yawn, rub your eyes again.

Tek-S... A new morning in the reality of Evangelion. Hmm, so most likely I stayed here for a long time, it would also be nice to understand why I was scared. But I probably won't find out — this question is too far beyond the comprehension of a mere mortal.

Oh well... Let's think better, what does the coming day have in store for us?

Take a traditional morning exercise, put on a uniform that has been washed since the evening and has already dried, and put a pistol on your belt. Grab a packed briefcase ahead of time, run into the kitchen, pour and drink the student's traditional morning breakfast — a glass of water. So, where's Misato? Is he still asleep?

I opened the door to her room a little bit — that's right! He's lying with his head covered, a sluggard... By the way, the latter sounds doubly insulting in my mouth, because in that life, along with my graduation diploma, I could well have received a certificate of successful completion of a five-year course on strangulation of a dormitory bed...

"Misato... Hey, Misato! Aren't you going to get up for work or something?"

"Mmm... Shinji, leave me alone..." they mumbled indistinctly from under the blanket. "I have a day off today..."

"The bazaar is zero, comrade Captain: A day off is a sacred thing. Well, then I'm off," I quietly close the door to Misato's room. I hate it when I wasn't ready for the first couple, but I had to get up at eight in the morning anyway.

By the way, it's interesting that my biological schedule and Shinji's schedule are somehow very interestingly mixed up. I go to bed and get up according to his schedule, but unlike him, I get a great night's sleep. Seven hours of sleep is just a huge luxury by my standards! Does it turn out that sleep still depends more on the psychological age of the brain than on the biological one? Interesting, interesting...

Okay, stop talking, we need to go to school... That's right, what's going on — do I even remember the way? I think so, yes... At least it's not that far from our house... Hmm, I'll need to grab a walkman on the road — headphones in my ears and go ahead!

* * *

...I wonder what I was counting on when I showed up at school in uniform yesterday and gave heartwarming lectures about my work as a fighter of the invisible front? If I came in relatively early yesterday, and not many people saw me, and only my classmates showed interest in me, then today I ran into trouble. And in a big way.

When I arrived at a fairly busy time, when most of the students came to school, I immediately became the object of everyone's attention. The guy dressed in the uniform of a NERVE officer (that is, me) was not just squinted at, but openly STARED AT. Not too much, I'll tell you, it's a pleasant feeling to walk under the gun of dozens of stares and hear a lot of people whispering behind your back. My ears couldn't help but catch snatches of phrases:

"Is this one?.."

"I'm telling you for sure, this is the pilot..."

"Is he really nervous?.."

"Figase..."

"What did you say his name was?.."

"You're lying!.."

"Is he really a son?.."

"It's okay, he's cute..."

Damn, the earth is full of rumors! Yesterday I told twenty, today hundreds have already found out about it — and when did they get there, the magpies? However, they work quickly — this OGS agency is a good thing (One Grandmother Said)...

Damn, stop staring at me!..

He reached his classroom, pushed open the door, said,

"Hello, everyone," and went to his favorite spot behind Kensuke. Let the workaholics and excellent students sit at the front desks, but we will go to Kamchatka... Hmm, considering my place of residence in that reality, it would be more relevant to say Kaliningrad.

I threw my briefcase under my desk and greeted Aida and Toji separately (damn, I forgot to talk about his sister with ours yesterday!..) and he sat down, simultaneously unbuttoning his tunic and turning off the player.

I caught Kensuke's quite expected envious glance at the butt of my Glock and winked at him cheerfully.

Meanwhile, the rest of the students in the class did not limit themselves to a small amount of greetings, as I was already used to at the institute, but almost greeted me in unison. However... For some reason, I'm not used to this — I'm more an expert in sitting quietly somewhere in a corner, from time to time pleasing others with unexpected remarks. Okay, I guess I'll have to get used to my new role.

Oh, and the female sex is also staring at me intensely — and what do you fools see in me? Does the shape attract you? Or rather, my status as an Evangelion pilot? Well, no, I don't have enough firebrands and girlfriends right now! As I was an inveterate bachelor (uh-huh, at the age of twenty-two...), so I will remain one!..