Some backstory behind this, before we get going:
This story was initially inspired by Squigsquasher's post in the Lemon Thread here (not quite SFW):
Squigsquasher wrote:We Have Ways of Making You Talk SPOILER: ShowA Rebuild fic, to be exact a Q-fic. Rei's attempt to recapture Shinji fails and she fucks off back to Neo-NERV HQ. Realizing that normal interrogation isn't going to work, WILLE decide that in order to get information out of Shinji they need to send in their expert in coercion...Mari, who has rather unusual methods of interrogation...
(TLDR: Mari fucks Shinji to get info out of him. Paizuri and femdom/teasing essential.)
As such, I will thank Squig for unintentionally inspiring this.
The concept-- that of Shinji being left behind with Wille, and being put in a position where he has to "interact" with Mari-- was pretty interesting, especially with how it'd screw with the rest of 3.33. Not to mention ShinMari is a really neat dynamic, and can be pretty appealing. However, I'm not a lemon writer by any means-- so this isn't going to be a lemon. Not by a long shot.
I wrote up the first chapter, started the second, and... spent a few months completely ignoring it. Now, I've decided to start writing again. Yay, me.
Now, without further ado, here's Chapter 1.
- AAA Wunder, starboard flank.
The Evangelion stared down Shinji, mechanical eye riveted on him. The synthesized voice came again from its speakers.
“Ikari, come with me.”
It was her. It really was her. Rei and Unit-00. Shinji took a step forwards…
“Don’t do it, Shinji!”
The snarl cut the air like a knife. Shinji turned, to see a ragged Misato, arm raised up. The remote in her hand flashed, hologram blinking. The remote connected to the bomb on his neck.
Shinji’s eyes narrowed.
“What was that, Misato? I thought you said you didn’t need me anymore!”
“No, but we will ensure your safety!”
Outside, something roared. A heavy shell slammed into the back of the Eva’s helmet, causing the pupil to shrink to a pinprick. Cannon fire splashed along the unit’s back, but the orange cyborg didn’t so much as flinch.
Shinji’s eyes widened as his fellow pilot was assaulted, pelted with rounds from the floating battleship. He whirled back to the angry Misato, fists clenched by his sides.
“Stop it! Don’t you realize that’s an Eva you’re firing at?!”
Misato’s face contorted with emotion, before she spat out a reply.
“Of course! We’ll obliterate every last one of Nerv’s Evas!”
The boy paused.
“What do you mean?” he questioned. “Isn’t this a branch of Nerv?!”
“No!” the woman answered. “We are Wille, an organization dedicated to destroying Nerv! Now, get away from that thing!”
“Ikari…” Unit-00 said, stretching its fingers wider, shifting its hand closer to the boy. “Come with me.”
“Four-eyed crony, take it down!” Asuka’s angry voice snapped, harsh through the plug saddle’s radio. The walls warped, light pulsing across them as activation began.
A pair of blue eyes flashed, interspersed flecks of green gleaming playfully.
“Not a problem, Princess! Eva Unit-08, let’s go!”
Shinji had enough.
The boy’s arms were stiff at his side, his posture that of a defiant child. He’d had questions, wanted explanations, but nobody had given him straight answers. And now a completely different Misato was making outrageous claims, threatening to kill him, and demanding that he surrender himself to this… Wille?! Just what the hell was going on?!
Glaring at the woman he thought he’d known, Shinji stalked over to Unit-00’s hand. He placed a foot on the giant palm.
“Don’t do it!” Misato’s finger moved off the guard, and rested against the trigger. Her thumb moved, readying to flick off the cap to the second trigger on the choker’s remote.
“Or what, Misato? You’ll kill me?!” Shinji snapped.
Misato didn’t answer, the words just not coming for her. Shinji huffed, shifting his balance over the Eva’s hand more.
“...I’m out of here.”
His leg lifted…
The candy-pink cyborg squeezed the trigger, sending a heavy shell spinning towards the orange Eva’s back! The bullet punctured its armour, throwing cracks up and down the plate as blood sprayed from the wound.
‘Unit-00’ shook, a keening cry escaping its helm! The three tendrils affixed around its yoke lashed, denting and slicing the Wunder’s hull. Inside Unit-08, the brunette grinned.
“Take that, jackass!”
When Unit-00 screamed, Shinji nearly lost his balance, as the massive hand convulsed, its fingers reflexively clenching shut!
A pair of arms wrapped around his ribs, dragging him off before the open palm closed into a tight fist! Shinji’s eyes widened, locked on the clenched fist, even as it began to unravel again.
“T-that… I… I could have…”
“You really have to be more careful, Mr. Ikari,” the voice said, awash with concern. Shinji glanced behind him, catching view of Sakura Suzuhara, holding onto him. Then a grinding and creaking sound grabs back their attention.
Unit-00’s eye tracks away from the breach, focusing on something. Its left hand remains jammed through the hull, though it’s slowly being dragged out, catching on the metal. Something’s managed to have an effect on it.
There’s a click as the Eva’s speakers shut off, its pilot communing with someone else. Shinji’s eyes flick down to the still open palm, then across to Misato and Ritsuko, then back to Sakura, and finally to Unit-00’s head again.
What’s it looking at?...
Now I’ve got your attention, mm? Let’s see what it takes to make you do something about it. Mari thought, charging forwards. The umbilical cable had already detached, flailing in the wind before it had retracted to safety. Unit-08 kept her gun up, and pumped the trigger twice!
The twin rounds flew true, one shattering the remains of the Eva’s AT Field-- Thank you for the neutralizing, Wunder! Mari thought-- while the other struck the softer flesh of the Eva’s throat. The orange cyborg keened again, yanking out its left arm as chunks of brown meat and blood splattered against the hull of the cybernetic vessel.
And like that, it was gone. Shinji’s chance at escape had abandoned him, fluids pouring from the gaping wound in its throat. But Unit-00 wasn’t running, he realized, watching the being’s pupil shrink to a furious pinprick. The orange cyborg was actually going to fight. And he was about to be caught right in the middle of it.
The last time he’d seen Unit-00 in a fight, it’d been taking on the Tenth Angel. If Nerv had fixed it after its destruction… who knew what it would be capable of.
“M-mister Ikari…” Sakura began. “I think it might be a good idea to get away from the breach.”
Shinji nodded dumbly, letting himself be pulled back by the girl. Despite the tunnel-vision-focus he had, he noticed Misato lowering the remote to her side while she stepped back.
Unit-00 bared its fingers like talons, tendrils whipping around from the bulky backpack it wore…
The Eva pounced.
As soon as the Eva moved, Mari knew she was in the clear. She didn’t have to worry about accidentally hitting anybody important with a stray shot.
It was just her and her opponent.
The orange cyborg moved like a blur, closing in no time at all! A gunmetal blur slammed into the side of its head, throwing the Eva down towards the Wunder’s wing joint. Unit-08 hefted its pistol, shaking its arm out from the heavy blow.
“How’d you like that, ‘Champion’?” Mari mocked, drawing the weapon up again. As the software locked on, the brunette glanced at her timer. Five-and-a-half minutes left in the seven-minute battery; plenty of time to take down the troublesome Eva.
The other Eva’s fingers punched through the Wunder’s hull, slowing its descent to a halt. Its tendrils whipped, before closing up into a single shape, sprouting fins and nozzles.
“What?! That’s not fair!” Mari complained, taking the shot. Still neutralized by the Wunder’s AT Field, the orange Eva took the bullet straight in its face, writhing as its helmet shattered. The mechanical eye fell out, bouncing along the vessel’s hull before dropping off the edge-- but it still seemed like the wounds only annoyed the Eva.
Crap! What the hell’s this thing made of?! Mari gritted her teeth. This damned persistency was starting to piss her off.
“Why the hell won’t you just die alread-?”
The cyborg didn’t give her time to reply, rocketing forwards just as Mari shouted. A second later, her foe drove their shoulder into her Unit’s collarbone, smashing the pink Eva against the ship. Mari coughed and hacked, trying to prop herself back up with an elbow.
The wounded cyborg was getting away.
“Oi! Get back here, y-you! I-I’m not done with you just-” Mari broke off into another cough. “-just yet...” Too late. Her foe was a fleck of orange in the distance… and soon, it wasn’t even that.
Mari groaned, and began the slow climb back to her Eva’s hanger bay.
“Sir, I have failed. Ikari could not be collected.”
“No matter. We can always try again. Wille’s Ark isn’t as sturdy as they think it is. For now, return to headquarters.”
Shinji sat on a chunk of rubble, staring out the breach, all the anger drained from him. He’d seen most of it-- seen Unit-00 charge the pink Eva, seen it be knocked down, seen the pink Eva fire several shots… and seen Unit-00 knock it out of the way dismissively as it escaped on a massive rocket pack. She hadn’t even stopped to pick him up…
“Rei…” the boy muttered, slumping slightly.
He’d… he’d saved her, hadn’t he? Then why would she just leave him? Maybe her Eva was too damaged… except for the way it’d looked after getting its throat shot out by the pink one… it looked angry. Other than that time he’d insulted his father, Shinji couldn’t remember the last time he’d thought of Rei as angry.
Shinji sighted. Everything was a mess. Fourteen years had passed, the world had changed immensely, and the only thing he could seem to get from people was their hatred.
Well, most people, he thought, glancing over to his side, where Sakura sat. She at least didn’t seem to hate him, even if everyone else did.
The voice quivered for a second, before solidifying. Shinji and Sakura looked over to the source; a weary, battered Misato, remote held loosely in her hand.
“Yes ma’am?” Sakura asked.
“Bring Shinji Ikari to his new quarters. I’ll be on the bridge.”
“Yes, Colonel!” The girl saluted, standing back up.
Misato turned, and walked off, Ritsuko following behind her. Sakura relaxed, and put a hand on Shinji’s arm.
“Come on, Mr. Ikari,” the girl said with a hopeful smile. “Let’s get you set up here.”
The Third Child stood, bring a hand up to rub his head. Slowly, the two began to walk, heading the other direction from the breach.
“S-Sakura?” Shinji asked.
“Yes?” she replied.
“Do you think you could give me some straight answers? I… There’s some things I really need to know.”
“I’d be happy to help.”
[END OF CHAPTER 01]
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