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[GoatMan]

I mentioned this at the FanFiction Forum as sort of a "Superheroes of Evangelion" concept, except instead of giving Shinji the exact characteristics or following the precise story of the hero material being borrowed, there would be some manipulation to make it work.

The source material: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CCItnKrXvMM

A small sample of the potential "Superheroes of Eva: The Man and the Machine":

Touji Suzahara called out after his little sister, Mari. She had a tendency to skip freely down the sidewalk, oblivious to whatever came her way. The track-suited figure, sighed, yelling again for the girl in the green and blue sailor uniform to slow down. "Watch it!" he yelped. "Wait for me at the crosswalk!"


The girl turned, smiling at him for a moment, then noticed she was already a few steps beyond the imaginary border of danger and safety. Frowning, she knew her brother was right, and began to turn on her heel to walk cautiously back to the raised concrete surface. She was only seven, and the black asphalt, while a tantalizing mystery, was too intimidating for her to explore alone.


Her older brother saw it first, the navy blue sports car swinging too widely around the corner, bearing down fast. "Mari!" he screamed. Mari blinked for a moment, and then heard the sound of the engine approaching. She saw the blur only after the long pause for her head to whip around. By then, she noticed the car passing the fire hydrant only fifty paces away. Even she knew that was not enough room for a car to stop that was traveling the speed limit. But this car was going much faster.



Touji looked up when he heard another noise, something far less familiar, and far more primal.



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Shinji didn't know when exactly he reacted, but looking both ways at the T-intersection with the school zone, he saw a car moving way too fast for the crowded residential street. Then he heard the screams, and the blur of a little girl scrambling for the sidewalk was all the motivation he needed. A quick twist of the throttle, and the engine roared, the rear tire practically melting as it belched blue smoke against the scorched pavement.


Misato started to slam on the brakes, but even snapping the steering wheel to the right, she wasn't going to make it. "Oh God!" she whimpered, praying to a being she never truly worshipped. Her Creator was an afterthought, something to gripe to when things weren't going her way, and the bringer of horrors she only dreamt of at night. Closing her eyes within the final fraction of a second, Misato realized the inevitable, bracing herself for all of the emotional consequences. The sinking feeling in her stomach was amplified by the sudden cold chill, to the point she blocked out the new blur charging into her line of sight.


"Mari!" Touij screamed again, running to the crosswalk. He was not going to make it, the jock realized. He could only run so fast. But then something caught his attention. A large orange and black object moved into view, approaching his sister from the opposite direction.


"Misato!" Ritsuko screamed as she gripped the dashboard, bracing herself to immediately leap out of the car to tend to the victim. She would have to be fast about it, but dared not remove her seat belt. Better the girl in the street die than the only doctor close enough to possibly save her life. "What the hell?"


The imposing view of a motorcycle, it's rider clad in black, filled the windshield. Ritsuko could only watch in slow motion as the rider threw the bike sideways, leaning into a sharp turn. His head was like a shark's dorsal fin, skimming just over the profile of the Renault's hood. For a brief frame, what little the human mind could capture, she thought she saw the tinted face shield turn towards them in an accusing glare.


All Mari could remember was a fast, snapping motion, and she was airborne, pinned tightly to something gentle but firm as steel. Touji could only watch as the rider swooped in low, snatching his sister with his right arm. He nearly wet himself when he saw how close the biker came, Mari's head only centimeters from the telephone pole at the corner, and the rear tire just barely clearing the front of the oncoming car.


As the Alpine screeched to a skidding stop, the car swinging around, Ritsuko watched the rider whip the bike around the intersection in a cookie, the girl dangling by his right arm.


Shinji stomped his left foot down into the pavement as he pulled in the clutch and jabbed at the rear brake with his right. The back tire formed a smooth skid across the pavement, bringing him and the girl to a quick stop. Looking around, he noticed no other traffic besides the blue sports car. There were footsteps now, coming from his left.


"Mari!" Touji yelped, running to the rider. The girl panicked, but did not cry. She was still trying to slowly process what happened. All she could tell at the moment was that she was in the arm of a very strong, very brave person. With her brother standing suddenly at her side, the girl reached out her arms, being taken forcibly from Shinji's grasp.


'What happened?' Ikari asked himself. 'Did I just... save that girl?' Looking from the tanned boy scowling at him, to the sports car parked in the middle of the street, the realization dawned on him. The two doors of the coupe were flung open. On the passenger side, a blonde woman in a white doctor's labcoat started running to the trio. On the driver side, a lavender-haired woman stumbled out of the car, a frightened beam of shame cast on her face as she sprinted, following her friend.


"Oh God!" Misato was screaming. "Jesus! Are you okay?" Katsuragi flung herself to the ground, kneeling beside the girl. She looked her over carefully, her hands reaching out just centimeters from Mari. "I-I'm so sorry!" the captain blurted out, her eyes beginning to tear.


Touji didn't know what to say, but let the ingrained cursing he had picked up over the last few years take over. "Goddamnnit!" he started. "What the hell is wrong with you? You could have killed her!" Misato cringed at the words, taking a step back as Ritsuko wielded a pen light, flashing it back and forth through the girl's eyes. "What are you doing?"


"Checking for a concussion," the blonde answered. "I'm a doctor!" Akagi then turned back to her patient, but Mari wasn't particularly interested in a physical at the moment. "Will you just look at me?" Ritsuko frantically snapped. Again, the girl did not respond. "What are you-?"


"U-umm..." Mari started bashfully. "T-thank you!" The others followed her gaze to the man in black atop the still machine. The women didn't know how to react, but Touji had a pretty good idea where to start. His anger flared, noticing how Mari's eyes were sparkling in awe. "Are you... my hero?" the girl bluntly asked.


Shinji suddenly looked down at the girl. He had been simply staring off into the pavement around her, but now he was really looking. The girl was thanking him? What did he really do? Wouldn't anyone else do the same thing? Then he felt the other eyes on him, and being the object of so much attention did not feel quite right.


Reaching down for the kickstarter, Ikari positioned the lever, then swiftly kicked once, his supporting foot unsteady as the implications of his act sank in. He didn't know what to feel. The boy his age was shaking a fist at him, looking occasionally at his sister. It was as if the boy wanted to be angry at him for taking such a risk, but couldn't convince himself of it. The blonde woman was angry and distraught with the situation, just looking at him as if he complicated things. Then there was the driver of the sports car, the busty, but clearly reckless woman in the red flight jacket. She just looked up at him once, then back at the ground. She almost seemed to be comparing herself to him.


But in the end, as the small bore race motor noisily idled, all he remembered clearly was the stunned look of awe in the little girl's eyes. She looked up to him, admired him, and he could already tell, had some kind of crush on him, pink cheeks and all. This was becoming too much.


Wicking the throttle, Shinji popped the clutch, the bike lurching into a slight wheelie as he sped past the awkwardly parked Renault. "Wow!" Mari cheered.


Shinji started to ride faster, hearing the sound of approaching police sirens. Someone must have called in the accident, and while he was glad to give his statement, riding the bike in town wouldn't be looked on very lightly. He would probably he thought of as some kind of Bosozoku, or even accused with causing the accident. He didn't know the town, but with all the narrow alleys, he was certain he could find a place to stash the bike for a few minutes until things cooled down.


It was then he realized who the lavender-haired woman was, and cursed in tones muffled through the helmet.

Other possible variations on this theme include:

-Airwolf (Shinji steals Unit-01 after Third Impact, hiding it somewhere in the American South West near the Valley of the Gods, gets a hesitant but repenting Maya Ibuki's help, and lives as a soldier of fortune). Perhaps his quest, much like String finding St John, would be locating Asuka and Rei after Third Impact.

-The Terminator: Shinji, due to the wonders of Third Impact, ends up transported back to the post Zeurel "recovery operation", where the Shinji of the future arrives instead of the original. This Shinji, however, knows what awaits the future, and starts a one man war in the continues of NERV HQ to change the past... and prevent the future.

(Dare I say Shinji Ikari as Kyle Reese?)

[Merridian]

Goatman wrote:

-The Terminator: Shinji, due to the wonders of Third Impact, ends up transported back to the post Zeurel "recovery operation", where the Shinji of the future arrives instead of the original. This Shinji, however, knows what awaits the future, and starts a one man war in the continues of NERV HQ to change the past... and prevent the future.

Sorry man, but I think Re-Take's already gotcha covered on that. It's not quite 'waging a one-man war', but the 'Future-Shinji thrown back into mid-series' is Re-Take through and through. I didn't think it was all that great TBH, but it's still worth a look considering its status as doujin.

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[Teague]

Peggy Sue fics have been done to death in just about every fandom...


The 'superhero' one intrigued me though. if nothing else, it was very well written

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[esselfortium]

GoatMan wrote:

-Airwolf (Shinji steals Unit-01 after Third Impact, hiding it somewhere in California near Achewood, gets a hesitant but undeniably badass Ray Smuckles's help, and lives as a stuffed animal cat underground). Perhaps his quest, much like that of Ramses Luther Smuckles, would be participating in The Great Outdoor Fight and becoming The Man With With The Blood On His Hands. He ain't no Frederick H. Coca-Cola but he does know something about building a brand.

Fix'd

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NGE: The Cutting Room Floor, a fanfic by Lucretius and myself about the inevitable insanity of the off-days we didn't get to see.

The EGF version is more like "Shinji, an evil transsexual rapist who is incapable of love, learned nothing from his experiences and died as soon as the credits rolled." - Lucretius

[GoatMan]

A concept I haven't seen yet:

The Angels are not the only two creatures found in Antarctica. Rather, the Katsuragi Expedition also finds fossilized remnants of the xenomorph, but Weyland-Yutani takes the samples before Second Impact.

Of course, as SEELE wishes to bend NERV to its will, they call upon "the company" to assist the JSSDF in controlling NERV Headquarters.

But, unfortunately for SEELE, the first bio weapons test of the xenomorph goes horribly, horribly wrong.

Xenomorphs as the reason the F.A.R. are extinct? Weyland-Yutani as the primary supplier of heavy equipment to Tokyo-3. "The company" bought out by Wal-Mart? (this does actually happen in the Dark Horse comic timeline, btw).

And what's with Rei and her new knife trick?