Evangelions: Third Impact

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In the year 2020 a mysterious being falls from the sky landing in the south continent of Antartica. Before man has time to investigate the matter the being has a melt down and explodes causing Antartica to split up and melt. Ocean levels increase and wipe out all the world's coastal cities, most of the ecosystem is destroyed and more than half of the world's population dies. 15 years later, as the remnants of the human race cower in subterranean cities, a deadly war is being waged for what is left of the planet. On one side are the mysterious beings known only as the Angels; on the other, the secret angency NERV with mankind's last hope, the Evangelions or Evas for short. Piloted by a special team of young warriors, these giant bio-mechanical humaniods are they only thing that can withstand the force of the Angels defense fields long enough to fight them toe to toe. At the same time NERV struggles to pierce the viel of mystery surrounding the enigmatic Angels. The Evas are at war for all of mankind and are the only thing that can stop the third impact from happening. This is where our story begins.

IC:

"Sir, the pilot just can't handle the mental pressure of syncing with Eva-01."

"Damnit!" "We need more pilots, have we located the four promised children yet?"

"No sir we are looking into it as we speak."

"Good."
 
Bear

As I walked down the hall of the EVA base i saw a sign hanging above a door that said "MEETING ROOM". As I walk in the room I looked around it was filled with many men and women. some turned and looked at me.

" Hey, anyone looking for a EVA pilot."
 
Fred pushed away the lunc that had been broughten to him. Although the smell of warm soup and sandwiches did seem good for the moment, he was onto something and the distraction of food would only hinder things.
One of the servants, Carlos if he had bothered to glance away from the microscope for a second, put it on top of the clutters of papers and various files that he called a desk. It stood there, wafting it's delicious smell into the cramped bunker.
"God, what is that?"
He turned the microscope to a higher magnification, after writing a few observations down. It certainly had peaked his interest.
A few shards from what was left of the meteor that had hit Antartica so long ago. He had to have a team over what was now the Antartic Sea for over four months before he could just get this much.
Most of it was typical of space debris. Rock, iron ferite, some charred distalate crystals, more than likely from the impact.
There was something else though, something even he didn't recognize.
An element, he could tell that from the basic structure. A compound in this sort of display would have been converged to the iron in some way, but this was alone. He cocked a smile as he looked at it closer, it was almost trying to seperate itself from the rest of the sample.
He wrote a few more notes. Most definitely a solid, rock formation distillation. A round edged variation of the Strong diagram. Definitely an unknown element on earth. He doubdted if anyone had ever even seen something like this before.
His hand grabbed one of the sandwiches, almost as if the good smell has just overtaken him and he did it automatically. Taking a bite he turned to the highest magnitude.
Fred shot back in his chair.
It was moving.
It was alive.
A piece of bread stuck in his furry moustache he looked again. The element was brown, and still with a cyllindrical shape, but he could see that it was moving now. Slowly back and forth, like a maggot.
Tiny brown maggots that had been embedded in the huge rock that was sent down ten years ago.
Fred set this aside for a moment, looking at the possibilities.
Something was wrong with this, horribly wrong.
More tests were needed.
 
Samantha sat at the deak in her room listening to Beethoven and eating her usual tin of yogurt.

She wondered what she would write for her school project but then she didn't care. She simply picked up the mic and began to talk into it and this caused the computer to begin to type a document.

Her life was like that. You didn't thik about what you had to do...you just did it.
 
Ten...

"rrrrrrrrRRRRRRRRRRRRA!!!" Instantly, the punching bag was destroyed "Ten!"

"Yes sir?"

"I just got an order from the military... They need you to figh in unti 000015 again"

"Geez.... I guess I don't have an choice..."

"But they still..."

"No.. I'll go, I'll go"
 
Most of the soup had been gone, and the sandwiches demolished without him even noticing. It was like he had secretly inhaled as he stared at test after test of the piece of sludge that was on the sample glass.
the X-ray showed nothing, absolutely nothing. those bacteria-like creatures didn't even show up on the light spectrum. Even under the highest power, it was hard for him to find them. The only thing that gave them away was that they moved. That and their brighter colors from the rest of the rock.
THis showed him two conclusions. These were some tough ass creatures, to survive through a fall in the atmosphere, and living underwater. They can survive in almost every environment. Survive? He crossed that off of his notes, they prospered in the toughest situations imaginable.
The second one was that adaption was not part of their genetics. They did not fall into any darwinism theory that he had come up with.
Humans, birds, insects, whales, and any other living thing imaginable fights to survive each and every day. They blend into their surroundings, live off the land, eat what is smaller than them, and stay away from the things bigger than them.
These creatures did no such thing, in fact.
If he were to make a bold statement, which might entirely be possible since he was, after all, a genius, he would say that these things were sent to adapt the world itself. Their job was to change it, make it more suitable for whatever was coming.
That was a dagerous thought, for two reasons. One was that if the earth has changed somehow, than someone should know about it. There would be noticable differences in the water, or air, something changing that could make a species unlike ours live here.
The second one, was that this wasn't over. Whoever had sent this little piece of rock so long ago didn't plan on stopping there. In truth, this was only the beginning.
More was yet to come.
Fred had a chill go down his spine.
Tests needed to be done.
 
"So... This is Tokyo 3?"

Ten stood at a dead end road that was on top of a cliff to take a birds eye view of Tokyo 3 "Its not as much as I was told it was..."

All of a sudden, an siren blew off, and buildings began to rise out of the ground "What? The hell?!"

Ten looked on for a few minutes as Tokyo 3 reveiled its true self "Guess thats how they keep most of the buildings up when Angles or whatever they call them attack... Better Find out where I'm staying first"
 
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