[Episode 87845] [Episode 87845]After the tests, which he had not enjoyed one bit, Shinji had been shoved into this absolute containment chamber, meaning no human contact at all! So the only thing he could do to pass the time was look at the ceiling. His eyes slowly fell to his arm, where the now encroaching darkness that had turned his hand into a claw, was now up to his shoulder. And it was slowly growing at every moment.
Sudden pain flared in his left arm, as the same darkness which had mutated his right arm, slowly worked on his left. He tried to stop it, as the darkness slowly changed the skinny hand into large black claw. Sweat poured down his brow, the strain of trying to stop the darkness that had infected him was monumental. He clenched his fist in agony, he could feel the taint seeping in to his body, he tried to stop it, but the taint could not be stopped.
Slowly the pain eased, but did not go away, it never did. He had slowly grown use to the pain, it felt like being cut from the inside out. His breath was labored; only through sheer force of will could he continue breathing. He was alone, he would remain alone, for the rest of his days if Ritsuko didn’t find a cure for him, and he doubted his father would lift the order that he had emplaced onto him. He missed Misato, he missed Rei, and he missed Asuka. Not seeing them, their faces , it was not lonely more like annoying
Slowly annoyance turned into irritation which then slowly formed into anger. Shinji got up and out of the bed in the center of his totally white room. He then began pacing back and forth, trying to alleviate his anger, but it only seemed to grow, so he tried counting to ten but that didn’t work either. Slowly Shinji’s anger built, he thought of the whole reason of his existence, Eva. Wasn’t much to exist for really, he’d fight an Angel with very little chance of success, get a new scar added to his already impressive collection due to the pain he received when his Eva was hit and the feed back sent to him. If he wasn’t testing for NERV he was either at school or at home, at school he listened to a senile old man talk about the same thing every day with no end. He’d talk to Touji and Kensuke who were probably discussing their newest scheme to peep on the girls in their locker room. Usually he would receive the papers he’d take to Rei at her apartment because she’d been gone that day, then he’d go home. At home he did all the chores, made dinner for Misato, Asuka and Penpen. As he saw it, no one loved him and as Shinji saw it a person didn’t have any real purpose unless some one loved them.
Did anyone love him?
Misato did not
Asuka did not
Rei did not
So what real existence did he have if no one loved him? And now he had this virus, this infection coursing through his blood, changing him, would anyone ever love him?
No.
That was the final chord that snapped. Shinji’s anger had reached a peek and it demanded that he do something to vent it. He rushed towards the wall raised his clenched claw/fist into the air, he let out yell of fury and put as much force as he could into the punch. A resounding dong followed by the screech of tearing metal. Shinji had closed his eyes when he struck the wall, expecting pain, when none came he slowly opened them. And he saw something that made his jaw drop.
His fist/claw had gone through the metal! It was now sunk down half way to the elbow. Slowly Shinji pulled his hand out, not having to use much force since the hole he’d made was rather wide. He then began staring at his fist for probably the next 15 seconds. Aw was written all over the boys face? How had he done that? That shouldn’t be possible. But it was, Shinji had done something no normal human could do.
“I’ve become a freak.”
Shinji slowly turned his back to the wall and slid down until he could lean against it while sitting. Shinji stared at his right claw, what had that creature done to him to change him like this? Seeing the claw made Shinji remember what had happened with Asuka, he had to admit, he’d gone over board, but he couldn’t stand to see either her or Rei fighting. They were possibly the only two people who actually treated him with real kindness, besides Misato. He thought back to the fear in Asuka’s eyes after he’d tried to subdue her with force. He remembered how Misato had woken up from her slumber, and called in Section 2. Most of all he remembered the scream, Asuka’s scream, it haunted him in his nightmares, the way she looked at him it seemed like she thought he was a monster. And he deserved it, as far as he was concerned he’d turned into some beast. If only she could forgive him.
A lone tear made its way down cheeks, followed by a second, then a third; finally the damn broke as Shinji cried out his sorrows.
“I’m sorry Asuka, I’m so sorry.”
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Doctor Ritsuko took a deep drag on her cigarette. Before the Doctor was a computer that was humming due to lack of activity. Sitting on her desk and to the left was a monitor only about 15 inches across. On the screen was a picture of Shinji’s total isolation room. She had seen the boys left arm turn into another dark claw, and his little demonstration. Blowing out the smoke from her nose, Ritsuko put down her first discovery about Shinji Ikari’s transformation.
‘August 22, 2015,
I have watched the infected human Shinji Ikari, designated Third Child for only an hour and fifteen minutes and already the infection has caused a mutation of both his arms to receive claws on the ends of his fingers. Now the Third child has displayed that the infection gives the person who has received it immeasurable strength, enough punch through double reinforced steel! If we could find a way to harness the boy’s infection we could create medicine to create the perfect soldier. I shall continue monitoring the Third Child.
Doctor Ritsuko Akagi.
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Shinji had dried his tears now and had decided to take refuge in the center of his room. He sat Indian style, trying to find a way to pass the time. Inevitably his attention fell onto his right hand, the dark claw that had gotten him in here. Shinji closed his eyes, oh how Shinji wished his hand was back to normal. He could picture it in his mind right now; it’s paleness in comparison to most Japanese people, his pale fingers unable to pick up heavy objects, oh how he missed it. Shinji opened his eyes; once again Shinji saw something he hadn’t expected.
His hand was back to normal! ……Well not really it was still dark, but it was in the right shape! Shinji marveled at the sight of his hand, but how had it changed. All he had done was thought about his hand.
“Wait could that have been it? Could my body now actually do what I thought, just like an Eva would?” Shinji spoke to himself.
Shinji gazed at his hand, wonder reaching his face. Slowly an idea formed his head of what to do.
“Make the claws come out.” Shinji began saying that over and over just like a mantra, until finally he got what he wanted. Slowly the fingers that he had wished so hard would come back, disappeared, as they sharpened to become claws, his hands increased in size. And there, it was back to what it had been; suddenly another idea came to him.
‘What else could he form?’
So what followed was hours and hours of experimenting with his new found powers, Shinji found he could not only change his hands to normal shape, and into the mutated one, but almost any shape he wanted. Shinji was now experimenting turning his fists into blocks, or grow blades from his elbows, create three small blades in between his upper knuckles.
*Knock knock knock* Came from the door of his chamber, the only time Shinji ever heard someone knocking meant but one thing, time for breakfast, or lunch, maybe it was dinner? He’d lost track of time being locked in the chamber. Changing his arms to normal human shape, Shinji walked over to the bed and sat down. The door opened to reveal a rather pretty nurse who would have made men drool at the sight of her.
She was pushing a food cart into his room. “Good afternoon Mr. Ikari.” Her voice was like doves singing in the morning when the dew was still hanging off of leaves. “It’s time for lunch.” On the cart was typical lunch rice, miso soup shrimp. Shinji was hungry there was no doubt about it, he wasn’t sure, but he suspected that it wasn’t food he wanted. Turning to the nurse who had brought the food out to him Shinji couldn’t help but realize his hunger had grown. His eyes roamed the body of the nurse, from her slender legs the skirt that was high enough to get a glimpse of her thighs, how the skirt was especially tight on her buttocks, her long lustrous black hair, was it just him or did that shirt seemed tight in the chest area. Shinji swallowed his saliva; he stood up from his bed and walked behind the nurse whom had turned around to answer a phone call on her cellular phone. “Well Mr. Ikari I’ll come collect the plate when you’re done, o.k.?” The nurse turned to see Shinji looking directly at her. The nurse found herself drawn into Shinji’s eyes, those endless midnight blue eyes. Before either knew what was happening Shinji had leaned in for a kiss, to which the nurse did not seem to resist. Slowly it seemed Shinji’s hunger had decreased, but he was still hungry. The kiss became more forceful, more passionate; they moved up against the wall trying the find a balance to Shinji’s forcefulness. Even so Shinji still was not satisfied. He reached his hand upward toward the woman’s breast, which he began slowly massaging. The nurse moaned into the kiss and drew Shinji closer to her. She moved her hands through the boy’s hair roughly; her knees began to buckle as she then drew her and Shinji down to the floor.
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Ritsuko was seeing something that frightened her beyond belief. It was not the fact that Shinji had made a pass at a pretty nurse and succeeded, but the glow that was surrounding them. You couldn’t actually describe it; it was just this aura of dark light that seemed to be surrounding them. She had to get down there right away! Rushing out of the room Ritsuko just hoped she wouldn’t be too late.
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The nurse had never felt better in her life, better than any time she’d had sex back in college. This boy had magic hands; there was no other explanation for how he could make her feel this way. She never wanted this moment, this feeling to end, it was incredible. But suddenly, she didn’t know why, the nurse felt tired, exhausted in fact. Her eye lids were closing. No must stay awake, she thought to her self. However she couldn’t hold it back any longer, she passed out.
Shinji rose to see why the woman’s body had suddenly gone slack, only to find the nurse asleep on the ground, a large smile on her face. ‘What have I done?’ He thought to himself. “This woman might be married or have a boyfriend! I had no right to do that.” Picking up the nurse Shinji carried her to his bed, drawing the covers over her.
Walking away from the bed Shinji decided to sit down to think over what he had done. Had Shinji been aware of things, he would have noticed something interesting.
He was full
What will happen to Shinji?
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