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The dull sounds of metal wheels traveling on a track reverberated through the cabin. It was the distinct 'clickety-clack clickety-clack' noise the train sang as it went on its journey.

The setting sun's orange light was the only thing to illuminate the interior, casting everything in a carroty hue. The high-pitched noise of a crossing siren could be heard. It became louder and louder, until the train passed the crossroad, resulting in the noise quickly fading away into silence.

There was a boy sitting on one side of the train, and a man on the other, both facing each other. The dying sunlight was streaming through the window on the man's side.

The boy was wearing a white collared shirt with a blue undershirt. A brown belt tied his black dress pants to his waist, and a pair of white shoes adorned his feet. He had short, ear-length brown hair, and dark blue eyes. He was of Japanese descent, and was of average height and skin tone.

The man, however, was wearing a blue-gray two-piece business suit, with a white collared undershirt, decorated with a purple tie, which he was adjusting with his free hand. His other hand was on top of his briefcase in the vacant seat next to him. He was tall, and thin. His skin was chalky and pale, and his face had a fair share of lines showing he appeared middle-aged. He had mostly dark brown hair, with a few gray strands here and there, cut in a military-style crew cut, and displayed a prominent widow's peak. His turquoise eyes stared at the boy across him. His ancestry was…ambiguous.

He spoke to the boy in a raspy, slow tone, and stressed his 'S' in a most peculiar fashion.

"Shinji Ikari, I do apologize for in the manner in which this meeting had to take place. I was…" He took a raspy wet breath, "…willing to wait until you were older, but my employers did not wish…events to unfold as they most assuredly would without my…intervention."

Shinji's face was wrought with confusion. The man was speaking English, yet Shinji completely understood him as if he was fluent in the language…but he knew he wasn't. He tried to open his mouth and speak to the man, but no noise would come out of his mouth.

"Mr. Ikari," He took a raspy wet breath and put his hand out, "…I am not here to commence a…dialogue with you." He brought his hand back to his side. "I am here to let you know my employers are interested in your capabilities, and would like me to offer you a job." He took another raspy wet breath. "You've proven yourself…an indecisive individual…so I have no intention of giving you the illusion of free will, or manipulating you to make the right choice. I will be deciding for you, as that is much simpler and easier in the end, wouldn't you agree?"

Through his utter confusion, Shinji Ikari had very mixed feelings about that.

"Your potential is truly limitless...Mr. Ikari. However, before we can put your skills to work, we need to address that…personality of yours. If we don't…it might …inevitably end as it would have if I had never plucked you from your world to begin with." He said as he pretended to tug something in the air in front of him.

The train went into a tunnel, and the cabin went dark. However, while Shinji couldn't see anything else inside the train, he could clearly see the man as if he was in broad daylight…yet nothing was illuminating him.

The man took another raspy, wet breath. "You see, your personality…limits you. Self-loathing and depression are horrible…motivators." He smirked slightly. "My employers and I know that you would…eventually develop a better outlook if the inescapable events had taken place." He shook his head. "But we cannot allow those proceedings the possibility of occurring. The enemy most certainly would take advantage of it."

Shinji could see light coming from ahead of the train, as the train exited the tunnel. The sound of metal wheels on a track ended and the orange glow disappeared. The only thing outside the train now was a field of endless stars streaking by as the phantom train continued forward.

"As such, Mr. Ikari, before we can become fellow colleagues, you will need…treatment." The man grabbed his suitcase and stood up from his seat.

"It will take time until you arrive at your destination…" he took a raspy wet breath. "…but if and when you do, try to adopt a new mind-set, because you are absolutely worthless to us only as long as you think you are, and until you think more positively of your own self-being, you will be a…permanent resident of where we are sending you. "

Thoughts raced through Shinji's head. 'What's going on? What about the angels? The Eva? What about Rei? What about Asuka? Misato? Father? What's happening?' The entire train and the field of stars dissolved into a black void, and Shinji fell to a ground he could not see.

The man looked down at Shinji with a straight face. "I can see the questions just boiling in your mind from your face alone…I have the answers Mr. Ikari…but, well, I'm…not at liberty to share them."

He turned around and walked a few feet away. Shinji's eyes followed the man, as that was all he could do. Part of the black void opened as if it was a door, revealing only pure white. The man turned his head to the side towards Shinji.

"I can say this, Pilot Ikari, you and the large humanoid you call…an Evangeion will be…intimately connected for years to come." He narrowed his eyes and smiled at Shinji. "My employers told me to make sure of that." He turned back to the white expanse. "Have a nice long rest. It will be some time until you awaken. Until we meet again, Mr. Ikari, this is where I get off."

The man exited into the white vastness, the door closed, and Shinji felt himself slip into unconsciousness.

Author's Notes:

And that's the prologue of my first published story.

Funny, I've worked on a story for over a year, and the first material to get published is the one I worked on in a day.

Anyways, this crossover will get to the Tenchi Muyo! part in the next chapter, specifically the War on Geminar setting. As you can see though, Tenchi Muyo! isn't the only crossover. Good old G-Man here is from Half-Life. Unfortunately, there won't be much from him in the future, as that's why this is not in the Half-Life Section. Hopefully, I can update regularly, and well, hopefully, you enjoyed this small tidbit. It should be said, future chapters are probably going to be far larger, as this is just the prologue.

I could probably ramble on longer, but that's annoying, so...

End of Author's Notes.