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they have the staring role as I need to present their backgrounds first ), and all in all I've tried to keep in
character as much as possible.

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		EVA: FALLEN ANGEL


version 1.00
by Mekat 

Eva Caelum
www.geocities.com/evacael/

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Chapter 1: Deception / Destiny

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Year 2000

2nd Impact.

A disaster which caused unparalleled devastation across the globe since the meteor impact which wiped out 
the dinosaurs. Countless lives were lost in that single tragic event. Tragic, because it could have been 
avoided. Hours after the event, millions across the world were still recovering from the effects of 2nd 
Impact, entire governments had crumbled into chaos, and whole communities torn apart.

However, in a hidden base, deep underground in an unspecified location. The members of a secret 
organization had gather within the safety of it’s walls. Contrary to the rest of the world the leaders of this 
group were not taken by surprise by the disaster.

Late at night, in one particular laboratory, delicate instruments had been setup to track information from 
their orbital satellites. The two technicians manning the station however soon found themselves confronted 
with a situation.

Tech 1: Hey, take a look at this for a sec…

Tech 2 ( looking up from a magazine ): Yeah… what I’m I looking at?

Tech 1 ( indicating on the main view screen ): This the orbital wave-form scan of Europe…. Or what’s left 
of it….

Tech 2: Yeah… so?

Tech 1: Errrmmm… Right here… There seems to be an unstable spike of Violet pattern.

Tech 2: Violet? Are you sure it’s not blue? We were told to expect trace amounts of blue pattern… but 
Violet?

Tech 1: This is unexpected…. Maybe we should call the boss?

Tech 2 ( frowning ): He won’t be happy being disturbed at this time. But you’re right.

The technician proceeds to grab a hold of a phone and call up this boss to come and have a look. A few 
minutes later….

Boss ( looking like he’s just been woken up ): This better be important!

Tech 1 ( gulping ): Yes sir! We’ve detected an unstable spike of Violet pattern at 0200 hours. We were told 
to expect blue pattern, but….

Boss ( snaps fully awake at the mentioning of the violet wave-form ): DID YOU SAY JUST VIOLET?!!

Tech 1 ( cowers whiles tech 2 tries to make himself invisible ): Err… Yes sir…

Boss: Get a trance of it! Now!

Tech 2: But we can’t sir! It’s already disappeared, but our records of it indicate the source to be somewhere 
in Europe.

The boss suddenly turned away, completely ignoring the two technicians and on his face, he looked like he 
was contemplating something very seriously. Occasionally he would mutter out a few phrases loudly 
enough for the technicians to hear.

Boss ( talking to himself ): …Violet pattern… could only be… nothing else would give that result….not 
one of  prophesized Angels…..

Just as abruptly he reaches inside his jacket for his mobile phone and press the auto-dial. It took him a 
while but eventually he reached the person he needed to talk to.

Boss: This is SEELE-13, we have a problem….

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Year 2005

Due to the lack or absence of light, one could not see exactly how large the enclosed space was.
In the center of a dark space, stood the figure of a young woman, dressed in military uniform.
She had brown hair, which was tied neatly into a ponytail. She possessed a pair of soft marine blue eyes. 
Her features and tanned skin showed that she was definitely from around the Mediterranean area. She was 
fairly tall, standing at 5 foot 10 ( or around 1.75 meters ). She had an athletic build, a result of close to four 
years of live field combat.

She tried in vain to adjust her eyes in hope of making out anything at all in this place. But she quickly 
found that that was a mistake.

She winced as she was suddenly blinded by the appearance of a circle of light created by some unseen 
projector from far above. Also appearing, was the holographic image of a massive monolith.

Voice: Welcome Captain Lervino.

It took her a while, but she finally managed to adjust her eyes to the change. Before her was a floating jet-
black slab, on it, were the words: SEELE-01.

SEELE-01: I understand that you may find this a little intimidating Captain, but this is a matter strict 
secrecy and of dire importance that you have been called here. Our organization is a covert faction of the 
UN, we currently have a need for one such as you. This is why you have been loaned to us by the UN 
International Critical Response Forces.

She was nervous, but swallowed all her fears and answered in a firm and confident tone.

Woman: What is the situation?

SEELE-01: Straight to the point then, Captain? Why don’t we go through your records first to see if they 
sent us the right person.

Woman: If you wish.

SEELE-01: Captain Angela Lervino, born in 20 June 1985, age 20. Nationality: Italian. Joined UN forces in 
2001 and quickly rose through the ranks until becoming a Captain and eventually inducted into the 
UNICRF. Veterans of three campaigns, specialized in marksmanship and urban combat. Received several 
medals of honor, and excel in infiltration and covert operations. Most impressive…. 

She could sense that whoever was behind this holographic representation was still considering whether she 
was up to the job. It would have to be her to convince him. From his voice however, we can tell that he was 
definitely an old man.

Angela ( confidently ): I am willing to go to any lengths to serve the UN in anyway. If they have ordered 
me to report under you command so, then I will do so.

Before She knew it, another monolith appeared, and then another and another. They were subsequently 
labeled SEELE-02, SEELE-03 and etc.  More kept on appearing until the completely surrounded her. She 
felt that she was being scrutinized, and studied.

SEELE-02: We believe that you might be what we require.

SEELE-04: However we are looking for someone who is willing to do anything for the good of mankind.

Angela ( enlightened ): Do you mean..?

SEELE-01: You mission will be classed as Black Ops, that is to say you will be operating outside of the 
law.

SEELE-03: But we know you have already participated on more than one occasion in such missions.

SEELE-05: We are now offering you an opportunity to lead this one.

SEELE-01: Do you understand Captain?

Angela ( a little surprised ): Well yes sir. I don’t know what to say….

Image that! Her! Finally at the lead of a mission, that would be an important step for her advance in the 
ranks.

SEELE-01: Say that you will do it.

Angela: Yes sir. So what exactly does this mission involve?

SEELE-02: You will be fully briefed later. But this shall basically involve the elimination of several 
individuals.

 Angela: Who are the…?

SEELE-01 ( interrupting her ): Your marks will be indicated to you at an appointed time. Not a second 
sooner than that.

Angela: Understood.

Several of the monoliths behind her disappeared all of a sudden. A rectangular portal appeared a few feet 
behind where they were, she could see the daylight pouring through. That was her queue that the meeting 
was over for her. She turned around and begun to walk towards the door, but the old voice called out to her 
one more time.

SEELE-01 ( morbidly ): I trust you understand that failure to complete this mission once accepted is not an 
option.

She hesitated for a second, but soon continued on her way without tuning back.

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Once the Captain had left and the door closed, once again, and the room was filled with darkness but for 
the monoliths. The monoliths themselves were replaced by images of various individuals in key positions 
of different powerful organization all over the world, especially the UN.

SEELE-03: Can she be trusted to fulfill her mission?

SEELE-01: Don’t worry, even if she refuses, I have given instructions to her elimination.

SEELE-06: I hope you are right Keel, for all our sakes. The Fallen was not mentioned anywhere in our 
scenarios and will cause severe disruptions if not dealt with now.

SEELE-13: We were lucky in the first place to have gathered enough information since our first detection 
five years ago to pinpoint and identify the mark. We cannot risk loosing track of the violet pattern again.

SEELE-01: We will not loose the mark.

Slowly one by one, the monoliths disappeared, until leaving only the SEELE-01 and SEELE-02.

SEELE-02: I still don’t understand why did we not predict this in the first place.

SEELE-01: That is because we did not count on pity.

Finally, with that remark, both monoliths disappeared, the circle of light was shut off and the room returned 
to it’s original state of darkness.

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A month later

Captain Angela Lervino stood on top of a small abandoned apartment block by the seaside. She was 
wearing gray/brown combat fatigues and carried a custom built T&K LR Sniper Rifle. Besides her stood 
two men who were assigned to her by SEELE. She felt a little uneasy around them, but quick dispelled it as 
a quirk of never having worked with them before.

She scanned the familiar Italian sea not far from their position, the sun, created ripples of light across the 
water's flowing surface. It was such a peaceful day. Why did I have to kill today? She thought.

Agent 1: Target approach confirmed by lookout. Estimate time of contact: 5 minutes.

The other SEELE agent, who played the role as her spotter, crouched down as Angela did. She held her 
rifle firmly in her hand. Closing her eyes, she begun to concentrate on her role in the operation. She was to 
take out the lead vehicle of a convoy, and then proceed to the rear vehicle and take them out to trap her 
mark in the one of the central vehicles. Angela would only be informed of the identity of her mark and in 
which car they are in only after as the observation team confirmed him or her presence. She felt a tingle of 
pity for whatever criminal, dictator, or what ever her mark was. They had given her strict orders to use 
armour piercing explosive rounds, maybe a tad bit excessive she thought.

The agent next to Angela begun to get a little restless, noting her lack of action. But before he could protest, 
Angela’s eyes flung open and swung her rifle over the wall. She immediately targeted the road corner in 
which the convoy would be appearing. She noted how that nice seaside road, would soon become a battle 
ground such as she has seen more than once before.

Moments passed, till, in the quiet air of the morning, she could hear the sounds of the approaching vehicles. 
From her experience, she could already tell that there were several Jeeps, and possibly a couple of 
Limousine type cars. 

But as the lead Jeep came into view, she was more than mildly shocked. Her mark could not have been a 
untouchable criminal or a dictator like she had originally imagined. From what she could see, they could 
not have been any treat to the UN or mankind for that matter.

This was quite obvious due to the small detail that the Jeeps were white, with the letters UN stenciled on 
their surface. 

Angela ( stunned ): What the?!

Agent 2: Keep your mind on the mission, you have to take out the front Jeep first, then…

Angela ( turning to face Agent 2 and lowering her rifle ): What the hell are you guys playing here? Those 
are UN vehicles! 

Agent 2: They are our targets.

Agent 1: The convoy will be out of our range in another five minutes.

Angela: What are those psychos at SEELE thinking? Those are OUR guys! They’re on OUR side!!

Angela quickly turned away from SEELE agents to take a good look at the convoy again. By the time she 
turned back, she found herself with a 9mm pistol staring right back at her face.

Agent 2: We have strict orders to eliminate you if you refuse to co-operate.

Angela: Screw you.

Faster than the agent could pull the trigger, Angela spun around and delivered a powerful round house kick 
that knocked off the agent’s balance, causing him to stumble on the floor. As the other agent reached for his 
own side arm, Angela instinctively raised her rifle up until it lined up with the man’s head and fired. 

The headless body of the agent was thrown over the edge of the roof, falling to the ground some 20 meters 
below. Angela came to realize that the remaining agent had taken advantage of his comrade’s demise to 
recover and lunge at the Captain with a rather sharp looking knife.

It was however too late for her to sidestep his attack completely. He slashed her across the face, causing her 
to scream out in pain as she fell to ground clutching her face. In the process, she dropped her rifle onto the 
ground. On her knees, in pain and bleeding, she was still able to sense the SEELE agent’s grin of triumph. 
He stood there for a moment until he advanced towards her for the killing blow. However, when he got 
close to her, Angela suddenly attacked him. He rose his knife defensively, but was easily brushed aside by 
Angela. Before he could do anything else she had dung her fingers as deeply as she could into her would-be 
killer’s eyes. Angela did not release him until he finished squirming. 

Angela allowed the limp body to fall to the ground, and lowered her head. This has turned out to be a 
messy situation. She looked down at her hands, now stained with the agent’s blood together with her own. 
She felt strange. She’d never ever killed anyone with her bare hands before. It was unfortunate that that not 
the end of it. She spun around quickly as she heard the familiar crack of a LR rifle followed by an 
explosion from behind her. She rushed as fast a she could to the edge of the roof, ignoring the sharp pain 
coming from the side of her face. She watched in horror as the front Jeep of the convoy exploded in a 
shower of fiery debris. 
Despite the trouble with her blood already drying up in the hot sun over her eyes, she could still find the 
angle from which the sound of the shot came from. It’s didn’t take her long for her to spot them. It was a 
second team, no doubt sent also by SEELE in case she caused trouble. They had taken position on the cliffs 
above the road. Again another explosion occurred, this time it was the rear vehicle.

Quickly she threw at towards her own rifle, and brought it back to the wall. By then, another two Jeeps had 
been destroyed, their passengers killed before they could get away. There was only one car left now, she 
could see it, a white Limousine. As fast as she could, Angela took aim of the SEELE sniper, and pulled the 
trigger. The man was hit squarely in the chest and proceeded to be ripped apart by the explosive round. His 
fellow spotter was killed as he was thrown off the cliffs to the rocks far below.

Angela’s success was dampened when she realized that the sniper had been able to let off another shot 
before she was able to take him out. The shot had struck the front of the Limousine and exploded, the 
driver and anyone in the front seat would have obviously been killed, but the explosion did not destroy the 
whole vehicle. She could only hope that there were some survivors.

Several minutes later, Angela had made her way down to the road. She grimly walked past flaming Jeeps, 
the dead were sprawled all over and the road littered with brunt debris. She noted that those who’s bodies 
had not been burnt in the fire, or torn apart in explosions could be recognized by their uniforms as UN 
bodyguards.

When she reached the Limousine, she could see the fate of the vehicle’s driver, quickly covering her mouth 
as she felt the urge to throw up. Her hopes dimmed as she noted that the rear compartment had been 
breached, but she felt that she had to check just to be sure. The door was obviously locked from the inside 
so she was forced to crawl in from the front seats, past what was left of the driver. Inside, she found a the 
body of a man, already dead, he had hit his head, hard, against the reinforced frame of the car. He must 
died instantly from the fractured skull. He also found a woman, holding a small child, no more than 5 years 
old. Both still alive but the woman was wounded, blood was pouring out of a stomach wound, probably 
made from shrapnel. The woman was crying, but the child was strangely silent, it seemed as though he was 
asleep or knocked out by the explosion. As she got a little closer, the woman finally spotted her and 
clutched the child with a firmer grip than even before.

Woman:  ….!!!!!

Angela: Calm down… calm down… I’m a friend, I’m not here to hurt you. 

Woman: …..

Angela: Don’t worry, I’m with the UN…

Angela, moved closer to the woman, she grab a small towel from the Limousine’s mini-bar and attempted 
to stanch her wound with it.

Woman ( wincing from contact with the wound ): a..are… they…all.. dead?

Angela: ….yes…

Woman ( indicating with her eyes at the dead man in the rear of the car ): m..my…. hus..husband.. they 
killed… him….

Angela:… I’m sorry.

Woman ( now looking at her ): d..did you get the ones who d…did this?

Angela: Yes…. Yes I got them all.

Woman: T…thank you… one… last thing…  please take my son…. SEELE did this.. I know… they came 
to us a month ago… and they….ahhhh…!!!

Angela: Easy there! You can tell me later when I get some help..

Woman: No!!! I am d..dying… It is too late for me…. SEELE wanted my son for some r…reason…. They 
are very… powerful p..people… take…Conrad…promise me you won’t let SEELE get their hands on him!

Angela: ….

Woman: Promise me!!!

Angela: Yes! Yes! I promise you!

Woman: Keep him safe…. But when the a…angels come back… you must take him to Tokyo-3… 

Angela: Angels? What are you talking about? The construction of Tokyo-3 has only just begun a few years 
ago! And what will I do when I get there…?

Woman: J…just… do that…and when the time comes… you will know…. Now leave!!! Before SEELE 
catches you!!!!

Angela: But…

Woman ( handing the child, Conrad, into Angela’s arms ): Go…. now…..

Angela, although, reluctant, accepted the child. She could not understand meaning of the woman’s 
instructions, but she knew that she was right about SEELE. She had to go underground if there was any 
chance to hide from SEELE. She was now left with no choice, for refusing them, they would surely hunt 
her down, and she was not about to let them get their hands on the child for whatever reason they want him. 
Without another word, Angela carried the child out of the ruins of the vehicle, leaving behind the dying 
woman. Her heart, torn, knowing at the same time that there was nothing she could do now for the woman, 
but saving her child.

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Year 2015
A while after the defeat of the 12th Angel; Leliel

The night was warmer than most.
The stars could be seen clearly as thin columns of clouds passed over the fortress city that was Tokyo-3. 

Shinji Ikari awoke with suddenly from a strangle dream, he drunkenly gazed around his room, reorienting 
himself to his surrounding. When his half-asleep mind realized that he was in his room he grasped his head 
in concentration trying to remember what he had dreamt about. For some reason, he felt that it was 
important that he needed to remember it. But try as hard as he could, he failed to visualized the dream. 

After admitting defeat, he still did not feel like going back to sleep just yet, thus he proceeded check his 
bedside clock. It was 2:00 am. He slowly turned to face his window, where soft moonlight poured in. 
Slowly, he picked himself up and went to the bathroom. On his way back, however, he made his way to the 
apartment's balcony. He opened the glass sliding door and stepped outside. Shinji was almost overwhelmed 
by the chilly wind that washed over him. Suddenly he felt very cold. But it was a relief from the heat of the 
enclosed apartment. He eventually made himself comfortable by leaning on the balcony rails.

Now, relaxed, he begun to contemplated several issues which had been troubling him for a while now. He 
sought, in such a peaceful night, the answers to his long list of troubles. The Evangelions, the Angels, his 
father, and most trivial of them all; the red head pilot known as Asuka Langley Sohryu. Shinji could only 
attempt to understand why he was very attracted to her. Sure, she was the prettiest girl that he'd ever 
known, but she had the sting of a wasp, and cunning unmatched by all but his father… a deadly 
combination. With a sign, Shinji tilted his head up to the sky and wondered if he'd get another chance with 
her again, like the kiss she's given him. In his mind, he knew she was toying with him, and that even just 
that kissed had threatened to kill him due to asphyxiation. But if only....

Shinji stared straight into the sky, scanning the stars one by one for any sign of help. But obviously, some 
of those answers that he wanted so desperately could only be answered by himself, it was such a pity that 
he didn't realized that. The younger Ikari stood on the balcony of Misato's apartment for the better part of 
the night, till he remembered that he had school the next day and that it would be better if he got some 
sleep. Turning around he begun to walk back inside, but a low murmur interrupted him.

Voice: Dire times are ahead of you, but you must face them with courage. Covered with broken glass shall 
your path be, but help is on the way....

Shinji ( shocked and looking around for the source of the voice ): ..W...who are you?

But there was no answer, the voice had faded away into the night, leaving Shinji with the howl of the wind 
and noisy songs of insects.

Shinji could now only add the event to his list of unexplained events, which included his victories with the 
Evangelions. However, he generally simply dispelled it as a trick of his mind due to the lack of sleep. Thus 
he headed for bed, although on the way, he secretly checked on Asuka.

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The next morning

Asuka: Wake up baka!!!!

Shinji promptly fell off his bed quite heavily. Asuka had come in his room to wake him up in the morning, 
and in her typical style, decided to launch a tactical strike on him even this early in the day. Rubbing his 
bruised head, Shinji thought of the fact that only a few hours ago, she seemed like the most vulnerable 
thing in the world. Where else, now he would rather go up against an Angel, at lest he wouldn't be tortured 
like he was currently. Shinji could only stare at the doorways as Asuka had already left, giggling to herself, 
after having succeeded in causing him pain in some way.

Asuka was already dress in school uniform and was making herself a toast. Shinji eventually pulled himself 
together and got ready for school. When he was done, he walked from the toilet stretching his arms.

Shinji: Why me?

He muttered to no one in particular.

From the living room a surprisingly awake Major Misato Katsuragi could tell that Asuka had already begun 
her task of tearing Shinji down, after she had taken so much effort to build him a spine.

Misato: Asuka!! Stop teasing Shinji... he's got little enough spine already without you ripping it out for 
your personal pleasure.

Shinji: Hey!? What do you mean I got little enough spine?!?!? Aren't you meant to be back in bed with a 
hangover?

Misato: Hey!

Asuka: Whaaa!!! Shinji bites back! Impressive!!! Wait a minute... Misato's not drunk? Shinji's retaliated? 
The world must be coming to an end! But, naaa, that can't be.. I'm still my usual charming self!

Shinji: Cough! Cough! Bull Sh*t!

Asuka: What was that! Now come over here baka! I see I'm going to have to beat the living shiest out of 
you!

Shinji: .... Errr... maybe that was a mistake....

Misato: Shinji you better start running! I don't think you're gonna live for much longer if she catches you... 
and see that you are, you can run towards school 'cause you're gonna be late!!!

With that, Shinji and Asuka both took off towards the direction of the school. Of course one of them kept 
on beating the other with her schoolbag every once and in a while. Take a wild shot at which one.

By the time Shinji got to school he sported several dents in his skull as a testimony to Asuka's wrath. 
Beaten, battered and bruised, Shinji dropped himself into his seat.

Touji: Hey man! She really got you this time didn't she?

Shinji: Hmmm..? Oh.. it's you Touji...

Touji: Man, you and Asuka must have kept it going all night long! You really should stop it with the rough 
se... errr.... Why are you looking at me like that?

Shinji: I'm taking a good last look at you. It was good to have you as a friend Touji...

Touji: What are you talking about..... Oh crap....

Even without turning around, Touji could already sense the presence of the 'daemon-girl' breathing down 
his neck.

Several cries of pain and horror later. Touji found himself equally as beaten, battered and bruised as Shinji.

Ignoring all the action, Rei Ayanami was seated as always at her place by the window. Which she was, as 
always staring out off. But there was something not right today, she could feel it in her soul, it wasn't 
harmful, or an emotion. It felt more like a presence. I was not normal for her, so she felt a little 
uncomfortable. To make matters worse, the feeling was getting stronger and she was now all but squirming 
in her seat.

The feeling soon overwhelmed her till a point were she could no longer stand it, Rei got up from her seat 
and rushed out of the door with a look of despair on her face. This did not go unnoticed by the class who 
have never seen Rei in such a state before....

Asuka: What the hell's wrong with wonder girl?

Hikari: Maybe she's sick, I should go and check on her....

Touji: Too late... Shinji's already gone after her..

Asuka: What!!!?!

Touji: Are we sensing a tad bit of jealousy here are we now?

Asuka ( blushing ): No!!!! Me!!! Jealous of wonder girl?! And for Shinji for that matter!!! I'd have to be 
insane!!!

Touji: That, you already are.

Hikari: Touji! Stop being so rude!

Touji: But I'm only speaking the truth class rep! Aren't I right Kensuke?

Kensuke: Errr... Touji.. wouldn't it be wiser to let your injuries heal before you...

Touji: ......

Asuka: Die!!!!!

Meanwhile further down the corridor, seated on the stairs are Shinji and Rei. The blue haired Eva pilot had 
taken refuge there from the presence. It was still there, but she was slowly adjusting to it.

Shinji: What happened in there Ayanami?

Rei: I do not know. A feeling. A presence. It overwhelmed me.

Shinji ( as puzzled as ever ): Are you ok now? Maybe you should go to sickbay and have them check on 
you...

Rei: I do not think that they could help. Anyhow, I am handling it now. I was just unprepared for it.

Shinji: Well, if you say so...

Rei: Let us return now. Class will begin soon.

Rei stood up followed by Shinji, who still had a worried tone on his face. She then turned around and 
started to wake back to their class. Shinji was about to follow when she suddenly stopped.

Shinji: .....

Rei: Pilot Ikari?

Shinji: Y..yes?

Rei: Thank you for caring.

Shinji: ....?!?!

With those words, she proceeded to resume her path back to class. Shinji, only stood there, until the bell 
rang and he rushed back to class and managed to get back into his seat before he got in trouble.

The Sensei soon walked in followed by a tall boy of about 5 foot 5 ( 1.58 meters ). You could tell that he 
was definitely of European decent from his features. He had wavy black hair and jade green eyes. Touji 
was unhappy to note how a good portion the class's female populations had their eyes already locked on the 
newcomer.

Sensei: Now class, we have a new student with us today. I trust you will all make him feel at home.

Rei ( thinking to herself ): Presence.... Fallen? What does this mean?

In the meantime, Shinji was struck in a fraction of a second, by a flashback of the dream he had last night. 
He found himself suddenly remembering the image of a landscape, in the foreground was a white beach, in 
the middle was a lake of red liquid, and in the background was the sky, cleared of most of it's clouds. The 
stars could be seen clearly from that point of view. He found himself with a name, though he did not know 
of whom it was of.

Shinji ( thinking to himself ):Conrad? Who the heck is Conrad?

Interrupting his thoughts, the sensei thought that it was now time for the new student was presenting 
himself to the class.

Boy ( cheerfully ): Hi! My name is Lervino. Conrad Lervino.


END CHAPTER 1

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