1.) This fic is based on the premise of Shinji Ikari being a bad boy, i.e. evil incarnate. By now the only other character whose trait I've decided in is Gendo (who is an absentee parent, yet is a kind man and a loving father); other volunteer posters could decide on the traits of a particular character in the EVA series when necessary.
2.) This fic will mostly stick with the original series (and the EoE), with obviously some modifications; other, non-canonical events are allowed provided that they do not botch or derail the original storyline.
3.) Feel free to post as long as you want.
Without further ado:
CHAPTER UNO: ANGEL ATTACK
Tokyo-3 (former Hakone), Japan, in the year 2015.
As the daytime sun looms on the blue sky, bathing the city of Tokyo-3 in its (now year-round) summer heat, the 14 year-old Shinji Ikari is 'sitting' (more properly squatting) in some street corner puffing a cigarette. If a person ever saw Shinji, they would not think much about him; to them, he would be just another young boy. One would not think that beneath this 'normal young boy' lurks a monster: hideous, terrible and evil, almost like the Devil himself, or perhaps more than.
"It seems I've run out," Shinji muttered, looking at the now-empty cigarette box. He remembered the time when he 'bought' that cigarette from a convenient store; it took quite a lot of stealth to do that, he thought to himself, chuckling. He then stood up, and picking a handful of yen from his pocket, went to buy another box from a vending machine.
Tokyo-3, despite being a large city, is by now totally silent. No people, no cars, no anything can be seen on the streets. Even the street Shinji was in was as 'quiet as a church mouse,' as some would put it. Suddenly a loud noise of beating and glass breaking momentarily broke this silence.
"DAMN THIS F***ING VENDING MACHINE!!!!" Shinji bellowed as he repeatedly beat the helpless vending machine with an iron bar, breaking the glass and denting the metal. He finally gave up and resentfully thought, "To hell with these vending machines and Infrared identity verification stuff...I'll show them one of these days..."
Shinji, now tired, gave up, and raising his middle finger on the vending machine, started to walk downtown as a man announced, "a special state of emergency has been declared for the Kanto and Chubu regions." He was in this town because he's got to meet a woman. As to why a woman would want to meet him, he had no clear idea, yet as any red-blooded male would in this type of situation, this drove his hormones raging.
Shinji then pulled a picture of a woman wearing a really skimpy outfit out of his pocket. "This is f***ing dumb...I shouldn't have come here! Shinji again thought to himself. "What type of man would not refuse if a woman said they would be meeting with them? Oh well, I guess we won't be meeting here after all. But dammit, this woman's got really good boobies. Oh, the things I could do with this..."
Shinji stood still at the sidewalk for some time, staring at the picture and fantasizing many things which I would not dare even type here. He no longer thought much about the concept of 'time' anymore; he no longer cares if days or years passed; he no longer cares if a giant monstrous creature comes and wreak havoc in the city. As long as he saw a woman's breasts, Shinji would go to his heaven, and all would be right with the world.
...At least, that what he thinks of it.
Right, Bob Dole's turn...I mean, the next volunteer's.
today, this, or that pokemon mindfuck fanwank theory. @_@
