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matrixrefugeeAs per the voice-post I made earlier, I doubted I'd get this done, after the long day I had between running errands and moving books off a collapsing bookcase, but wonders never cease!!
Title: "The Day of Second Impact"
Day/Theme: Sept 17) splintering the night
Series: Neon Genesis Evangelion
Character/Pairing: OFC, Fuyutsuki
Rating: PG-13
Author's Note: Not sure where I might fit these in, so for now, consider this something of a "cut scene" from the ambitious NGE project. I may find a home for them yet.
September 13th, 2000
Cambridge, Massachusetts, United States of America
7.30 AM, Local Time
Her eyes blinked open, or at least one of them opened. A folded wad of gauze covered one eye and her body felt stiff. As she gazed down at herself, she realized she lay in a hospital bed, her limbs swathed in bandages.
She dimly remembered an explosion, bright light shattering the twilit evening, then blackness and pain. Her head felt as though it had been pressed in a vise. To her horror, she could not recall what day it was, or what her name was.
Someone moved into her field of vision, and she looked up into a pale face, his crimson eyes red-rimmed from lack of sleep and strands of his pale silver hair pulled loose from the tail he'd pulled it back into. Somehow she knew this tall man, clad in a fine silk suit, now crumpled as if he'd slept in it, but she could not recall his name, nor how she knew him.
"What... happened...?" she asked.
He perched himself on the bed, stroking her cheek with the backs of his fingers. "Shh, rest, Sabia, you were in a train accident: your parents died when it ran off the rails in a collision with another train, but you survived. As soon as I heard, I came back from the Antarctic as quick as I could."
"Oh God...no..." She clung to his arm like a drowning woman, though she did not know who he was or if he could trust him.
He divined what she was thinking. "You need not be afraid of me: your parents worked for me. My name is Enniel Prussot; I'm the owner of several large international corporations and an investor in many others. But that probably means nothing to you now. More importantly, your father trusted me enough to appoint me as your guardian..."
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Kita ward, Kyoto, Japan 9.30 PM
The students had been buzzing about a strange news reports that had come out of the Antarctic: Some said an explosion had occurred at a geological excavation, others said it was a meteor strike the likes of which had not been seen since the Cretaceous Period. Reports came in that tidal waves had hit as far from the Antarctic as India and Mexico; others claimed they had seen the sky turn to fire. The wildest report was that aliens had landed and attacked the earth: clearly the product of mentally unbalanced conspiracy theorists or mischievous science fiction fans. As fascinating as it was and as much as his students pressed him to join them to discuss it over dinner, Professor Fuyutsuki had a stack of papers to grade.
About 9.30 that evening, as he was about to leave his office for the night and head home to his small apartment, an explosion of light burst in the window, shattering the glass, and he felt the floor lurch under his feet. Thinking it was an earthquake, he dove to the floor and slid under the desk. Books and papers rained down about him; a light fixture broke loose from the ceiling and smashed to the floor. A roar like a freight train split the air. The smell of the sea flooded in through the broken window pane.
Dear God, a tsunami, he realized. This was no meteor strike, unless it was a planet-killer, and if it was, mankind was going to need to brace itself for the aftermath that was yet to come.
Title: "The Day of Second Impact"
Day/Theme: Sept 17) splintering the night
Series: Neon Genesis Evangelion
Character/Pairing: OFC, Fuyutsuki
Rating: PG-13
Author's Note: Not sure where I might fit these in, so for now, consider this something of a "cut scene" from the ambitious NGE project. I may find a home for them yet.
September 13th, 2000
Cambridge, Massachusetts, United States of America
7.30 AM, Local Time
Her eyes blinked open, or at least one of them opened. A folded wad of gauze covered one eye and her body felt stiff. As she gazed down at herself, she realized she lay in a hospital bed, her limbs swathed in bandages.
She dimly remembered an explosion, bright light shattering the twilit evening, then blackness and pain. Her head felt as though it had been pressed in a vise. To her horror, she could not recall what day it was, or what her name was.
Someone moved into her field of vision, and she looked up into a pale face, his crimson eyes red-rimmed from lack of sleep and strands of his pale silver hair pulled loose from the tail he'd pulled it back into. Somehow she knew this tall man, clad in a fine silk suit, now crumpled as if he'd slept in it, but she could not recall his name, nor how she knew him.
"What... happened...?" she asked.
He perched himself on the bed, stroking her cheek with the backs of his fingers. "Shh, rest, Sabia, you were in a train accident: your parents died when it ran off the rails in a collision with another train, but you survived. As soon as I heard, I came back from the Antarctic as quick as I could."
"Oh God...no..." She clung to his arm like a drowning woman, though she did not know who he was or if he could trust him.
He divined what she was thinking. "You need not be afraid of me: your parents worked for me. My name is Enniel Prussot; I'm the owner of several large international corporations and an investor in many others. But that probably means nothing to you now. More importantly, your father trusted me enough to appoint me as your guardian..."
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Kita ward, Kyoto, Japan 9.30 PM
The students had been buzzing about a strange news reports that had come out of the Antarctic: Some said an explosion had occurred at a geological excavation, others said it was a meteor strike the likes of which had not been seen since the Cretaceous Period. Reports came in that tidal waves had hit as far from the Antarctic as India and Mexico; others claimed they had seen the sky turn to fire. The wildest report was that aliens had landed and attacked the earth: clearly the product of mentally unbalanced conspiracy theorists or mischievous science fiction fans. As fascinating as it was and as much as his students pressed him to join them to discuss it over dinner, Professor Fuyutsuki had a stack of papers to grade.
About 9.30 that evening, as he was about to leave his office for the night and head home to his small apartment, an explosion of light burst in the window, shattering the glass, and he felt the floor lurch under his feet. Thinking it was an earthquake, he dove to the floor and slid under the desk. Books and papers rained down about him; a light fixture broke loose from the ceiling and smashed to the floor. A roar like a freight train split the air. The smell of the sea flooded in through the broken window pane.
Dear God, a tsunami, he realized. This was no meteor strike, unless it was a planet-killer, and if it was, mankind was going to need to brace itself for the aftermath that was yet to come.
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