Hello everyone. To cut it short so you can go on and read. This is a revised version of the fic's first chapter. I'm going to rewrite the last few chapters that were released last month. Of course that will take some time so please be patient. I hope everyone will enjoy what I've got. Again thanks.

Disclaimer: I do not own Neon Genesis Evangelion, nor do I own any of it's characters. All credit goes to it's current copyright holders: Khara Inc and Hideaki Anno himself.

Also this is my first fic. So I'd appreciate if guys gave me some feedback for the future.


Prologue: Kupfer und Zufall

Waves of water crashed down on a glistening white seashore; the water, a bright blue color. The wind blew softly across the land, making palm trees dance around and mist from the sea fly onto the shore. Cries of seagulls could be heard in the distance, their squawk so distinct. On the seashore, Shinji Ikari laid, sleeping. His eyes squinted open to a bright sun and a powdery blue sky. He stared at the sky, confused as to how he had even got there.

Shinji stood up, 'Where am I?' he asked himself', as he looked all around him. The peaceful setting felt warm and calming to Shinji as he let the atmosphere consume him 'This is nice, really nice...' he said to himself, this was way different from Tokyo-03. No Angels... no NERV. no Eva's… just the soothing sounds of the ocean.

'But seriously… where am I, where's Misato? Or Asuka? Or anyone for that matter?'. He took a deep breath. His nose began to sting from the potent and familiar smell of... pennies. 'Where's that smell coming from?'. He began to look around, walking up and down the beach. Trying to pinpoint where the smell was coming from. The smell kept getting more and more strong the further he looked, surely he was close he thought. A few meters away, he saw what looked like two gargantuan statues toppled on top of each other. Shinji slowly approached the statues; they grew in size the closer he got. Until finally, he was directly under them.

The two figures looked decayed, like mummies almost. One of the statues was easily recognizable to him, the horn gave it away. It was Eva-01, a discolored, beaten, and scarred version of it. The decayed Eva stood tall with its arm raised and it's hand in a clenched fist. Under Eva-01, was an unrecognizable, decayed Eva. Its head was small, it's mouth was gaping. The whole scene was unsettling to him, something was wrong. The smell of copper was now at its most potent state.

Shinji became curious and approached the back of the unknown EVA. There at least had to be an entry plug. Much to his surprise, however, there was no entry plug, only an odd white paste-like substance in its place. 'The pilot must be around here somewhere, that's if they ejected.'

He continued searching around the two Eva's; moments later he found the entry plug and was… disturbed by what he had seen. The plug was completely torn apart. Pieces of it were scattered all over the place, and it was covered in blood and residual LCL. Shinji hesitantly approached the destroyed entry plug. There was writing on it that said '03' in big bold lettering. He entered the mangled entry plug and caught something odd out of the corner of his eye. He turned his attention to see what it was. His curiosity turned into an intense panic in a fraction of a second. In the pilot seat was a torn and bloodied black and white jersey and a familiar one at that.

Shinji grabbed and observed the jersey, 'T-This is… Touji's!' his hands trembled, 'D-don't tell me... h-he was… No-no-no. He couldn't have, he's not a pilot!' denial was getting the better of him. The air around him started to feel heavy like he was running out of breath fast. The sounds of the seagulls and the waves began to amplify in his ears while rhythmic ding played in his mind. Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding was all he could hear. It made his head throb with pain.

He turned away from the entry plug and gave an agonizing look at Eva-01, he could feel his sanity fading rapidly. The ding's deafening volume felt like it was consuming Shinji. He couldn't take it any longer, his knees began to buckle as he let out a long and hysterical cry to the heavens. Shinji's cries died abruptly as he went unconscious and fell onto the sand while the calls of the seagulls and waves kept their roaring volume.


Shinji gasped as he woke back up; instead of there being a blue sky and bright sun, there was a simple gray ceiling and a fan. He looked around him; there was no white sandy beach or watery seascape, just a small room with a shelf, and a dresser. He turned to his side and checked his alarm clock. It read '4:50' on it. Shinji then sat up and let out a sigh of relief.

"Good, it was just a dream," he whispered, Shinji then emerged from his bedroom. Much like his room, everything was completely normal; not a single grain of sand or drop of water in sight. To fully reassure himself he wasn't insane, he opened up the balcony door and looked out to the horizon. The ever-active city of Tokyo-03 was still there, thankfully. Trying to admire the view: Shinji sat down on the balcony bench and continued to stare out into the view of the city.

The early morning breeze was peaceful to him, much like in his dream. Usually, Shinji wouldn't have stayed up this early and would have at least tried to get back to sleep. Today however would thankfully be the last Monday of the school year for him and his friends. The mere thought of not having to wake up extra early in the morning or not having to slave over the large and tedious amount of homework he received each day made Shinji truly excited, a rare feeling for him. However, it felt well deserved, especially after what had happened two weeks earlier, what with his and his fellow pilot Asuka's fight with the seventh angel, designated: Israfel. That week would forever be cemented into his memory, the day he and Unit-02's fiery, passionate pilot had killed an Angel with dance. It made him chuckle at pure thought of it, killing a large, world-ending alien… with song and dance.

The balcony door suddenly slid open, A fiery redhead peered out from the door, with her arms crossed, and an exasperated yet tired look in her eyes. 'Speak of the devil.' Shinji thought somewhat amused. It was Asuka Langley Soryu, his roommate and fellow pilot.

"You woke me up third…. so you better have a good reason for it..." her left eye twitched as she spoke in a sleepy tone.

"And if I don't?" asked Shinji in a tired tone.

"...if you don't I'll… I'll…" Asuka tried to think. "I'll throw you off the balcony and watch as you fall seven stories below." said Asuka sadistically, "So start talking, idiot!"

Shinji yawned. "I had a freaky dream… I just came out here to make sure I was still in reality, you know?." said Shinji, hesitant to explain the details of the dream. Asuka doubted what he had said and inched closer to him, looking ready to throw him clean off the balcony. However, she stopped half-way and collapsed onto next to him, still carrying her doubtful look.

"I want to throw you off the balcony soooo bad right now… but it's too early," Asuka yawned "so you live for now." Shinji shook his head and smirked, continuing to stare onwards. It also had been two weeks since Asuka had fully moved in with him and Misato. He was still getting used to having yet another person in the house beside a penguin and a purple-haired drunkard.

"So… what happened in it," said Asuka tiredly "in the dream?" Shinji winced at the question, reluctant to share the strange yet horrifying dream. He then signed and began to explain what happened: The sky, the endless ocean, the two petrified, motionless Eva's. As he was about to mention the trashed entry and Touji's jersey; Shinji caught Asuka sleeping soundly, she must have fallen asleep either out of boredom or pure tiredness. The sight of her sleeping next to him reminded him of the night before he and Asuka's fight, the night she somehow 'sleepwalked' her way next to him as he slept. He still remembered the adrenaline rush of panic he got upon opening his eyes to Asuka and he especially remembered the weird compulsion to lean in closer to her and kiss her, and what she said in her sleep. 'Mama…' her words echoed within his mind.

Shinji had not taken much thought into what they meant at the time. For some reason now however he had the urge to find out why she had said it. 'Who was Asuka's mother?' he thought to himself. He recalled the many times she would get calls from her 'mom' back in Germany but Shinji could tell that it wasn't her actual mother on the line… something just made it so obvious to him: the way she talked to her, the immediate look of disdain on her face shortly after each call. He knew he couldn't just outright ask her after he wouldn't want someone to just openly ask about his mother without warning.

As the minutes passed, he too began to feel tired. He yawned loudly and grabbed two of the extra blankets they had kept outside. He carefully draped one of the blankets over Asuka, hoping that she wouldn't wake up and throw him off the balcony. He then bundled up in the other blanket and began to doze off into a peaceful dream. All while the ever active city of Tokyo-03 kept chugging along.


Shinji and Asuka were abruptly woken up a few hours later by the sounds of cicadas and the beating light of the sun. Both of the pilots slowly opened their eyes and turned to each other. The two immediately leaned away from one another out of shock.

"DAS IST ES, IDIOT, KOMMEN SIE HIER, SIE HABEN EIN DATUM MIT PFLASTER SIEBEN GESCHICHTEN UNTEN!" barked Asuka as she reached for Shinji's collar. Before Asuka could finish what she started earlier that day, the sounds of muffled chuckling from a familiar purple-haired woman. The two looked over to the entrance of the balcony. Their guardian and commanding officer, Misato Katsuragi, was standing there with one hand over her mouth, trying not to laugh.

"Um… How long have you been standing there?" asked Shinji.

"Long enough to see Asuka almost chuck you off the building… Now quit fighting you two and get ready for school. I'm starving here." answered Misato.

Both obeyed her and got up, not before Asuka gave Shinji a quick smack across the head. Shinji quickly made breakfast for the four of them, counting their penguin Pen Pen and gave them all their bento wrapped lunches. The door buzzer rang a little after the two had gotten ready. Shinji opened the door. As expected it was his close friend, Kensuke Aida. Before Shinji could even greet his friend however, Kensuke peered his head out from the door and greeted Misato enthusiastically, Prompting both Shinji and Asuka to roll their eyes. The two pilots shortly left thereafter, Asuka had gone ahead of the two so she didn't have to deal with 'Idiot Shinji' and his 'four-eyed stooge' friend.

As the two boys walked to school, Kensuke turned to Shinji. "Hey, did Touji say anything to you yesterday?" asked Kensuke. Shinji simply shook his head,

"No, why?" asked Shinji in response.

"Well I went over to his place earlier and no one was home." Kensuke elaborated, Shinji began to remember last night and became very anxious, worried if his dream was an indication for something. Kensuke took a quick note of Shinji's sudden anxious look.

"Something wrong, Ikari?" asked Kensuke, waving his hands in front of the distracted pilot. Shinji quickly snapped back into reality

"O-oh no I'm fine. I just didn't get that much sleep last night, that's all," replied Shinji nervously.

The two boys arrived at school not long after. They entered their classroom and sat down; waiting for school to begin. Much of the class was quite empty, many students had transferred out due to the recent high amount of Angel attacks that had been taking place, who could blame them, however; the city was at this point a warzone that only the most stubborn of people could live in. Shinji examined the class loosely and noticed Rei Ayanami, a fellow pilot, and friend, sitting in her usual spot; idly looking out the window.

Kensuke seemingly noticed what Shinji was staring at. "Man… what I would kill for a night with Ayanami. God… You are the luckiest guy alive… you've got not one, not two, but THREE babes working with you. What I would give to know what her-" before Kensuke could elaborate any further, the classroom door slid open revealing a very familiar and particularly tired jersey-wearing student. Shinji felt a small feeling of relief go over as he saw his friend, Touji Suzuhara, standing in the doorway. The student sluggishly made his way over to Kensuke and Shinji and plopped down next to them and put his head on his desk.

The two boys looked at him with concerned eyes. Suddenly another student approached them. It was a girl, holding a large collection of papers and a distinct look of professionalism on her face. It was their class representative: Hikari Horaki. She noticed Touji and looked at him with an annoyed and disappointed look on her face.

"Suzuhara!" she said, Touji quickly perked up and turned his attention.

"Ugh class can we please not wit' the policin' right now, I just sat through a seven-hour surgery, okay," said the now annoyed Touji.

"Wait, why were you at the hospital?" asked Kensuke.

The tired student gave Kensuke a confused look. "My sister was having surgery on her knee, remember?" said Touji. The two other boys shook their heads. "I thought I called you two an' everything… guess I should get better at that huh" Touji stretched in his seat.

"Is she okay?" asked Hikari with a now worried voice.

"Oh yeah-yeah she's fine," Touji said with a quick nod. "But there's still a lot more work that's gotta done on her… It's gonna still be a while 'til she's fully recovered, ya' know?"

"Do you know when her next surgery is?" asked Kensuke curiously.

Touji shook his head "I don't know, they didn't tell me anything, just that she was still gonna be in the hospital for a while. Hate it when they do that."

Before Touji could elaborate any further however, the school bell rang. All of the students scrambled into their seats and awaited the teachers' arrival. There was a sudden click of the school intercom, all of the students looked up to the speaker above the chalkboard.

"Can Aida Kensuke, Horaki Hikari, and Suzuhara Touji please report to the principal's office with their belongings… Again can Aida Kensuke, Horaki Hikari, and Suzuhara Touji please report to the principal's office with their belongings, thank you." said the women over the intercom.

The class immediately turned their heads to where the three students mentioned sat. Hikari gave the two boys an aggravated look in her eyes.

"What did you two rope me into this time?!" barked the now angry class rep. Touji quickly rose from his seat, he too had an aggravated look.

"You assume too much, Kensuke and I haven't done jack shit! As far as we're concerned, we should be the one asking you that question" barked back Touji as he and Kensuke gathered their stuff. As the three left, Hikari and Touji continued their long shouting match, while Kensuke gave an unamused look on his face.


The three were now making their way to the principal's office. Touji and Hikari's shouting match was still raging on. However, the match had devolved from the two fully shouting at each other to them quietly shouting at each other. Their fighting abruptly died down as soon as they arrived at the principal's office. They entered the somewhat spacious office. Touji, Hikari, and Kensuke all bowed and introduced themselves in a formal tone.

"Ah good, you three must be them," The three students looked up to see an attractive, blond, young woman wearing dark-tinted sunglasses sitting across from them. "If you don't mind Mr. Takao, I would like to speak with them, privately." The bald principal nodded and silently exited the room, leaving the three students with the mysterious woman. She motioned for them to take a seat.

"Please take a seat you three, we have much to discuss." said the woman. The three took their seats and waited for what she had to say.


So with that... the first chapter ends. Again I do hope you enjoyed it. It will be a little bit until the next chapter is up of course. So please be patient. Also, please do give me feedback or questions if you have any.

Thanks again for reading. I hope you enjoyed it.