8:38 P.M. March 27, 2015

Neo Tokyo-3, Japan

The lights of Tokyo-3, on the eastern sea board of Japan, spread out like a chain of Christmas lights. The city itself was a testament to technology. A mass of fission reactors powered the city, and with three back-ups made a black out or loss of power theoretically impossible. Three supercomputers acted as the city's government, to increase productivity.

          A large military escort went along the main streets of Tokyo-3; the large military escort surrounded three black stretch limos. It went along a side street and stopped along a guard gate at the base of the mountain. The escort along with its passengers with inside to disappear it the intricate tunnel system that ran under the city to a secret underground base.   

"Command… the Three Kings have arrived," said a man dressed in complete black talking into a headset, "I repeat the Three Kings have arrived at Gate 87, over"

          "Understood, agent," replied baas heavy voice in the agent's ear piece, "report back to base, I have another assignment."

There was no more that needed to be said, so the agent stood up, still in the shadows, and made his way too the pick up point to receive his next orders, maybe if he was lucky he could get home early tonight, just maybe.

          The Three Kings where in fact generals of the U.N. forces. One was a five star, another a four star and the last was a third star. The generals where apart of the tribunal war council, they sat there waiting until they arrived at NERV head quarters.

          "How long until we reach the geo front?" asked a general.  

          The crisp response came over the communications system, "ETA is ten minutes, sir."

          "Thank you," said the General, "Lieutenant."

As they entered the Geo-Front, none of them made any reaction to the beauty of the sphere. It had lush green forests, couple of lakes, and flawless green grass surrounded a single pyramid in the center of the paradise, the strange golden glow that emitted from the cave walls made the illusion that it was created of pure gold.

          The three generals finally made their way into the massive building, the heart of NERV, a super secret division of the U.N. It was late into the night when they finally arrived at a raised platform that overlooked a massive holographic map of the world.

          "Report the ETA of the target," commanded the youngest of the group.    

          A rather attractive brunette in kaki uniform glided across the highly polished marble floor to the men and gave them each a folder marked "Top Secret – For your eyes only". "Here are the reports on the current data that we have as of one minute ago," said the young lady.

"I hope you find this satisfactory."  The youngest of the group stared into the eyes of the young woman. He had never felt such a strong attraction to a person before. "Thank you, very much Miss," he said giving her his best I-am-very-attracted-to-you smile. His companions drew his attention onto more pressing matters.   

          "Seems that the target is over mid pacific," said the eldest, stating the obvious.

          "Yes," replied the youngest, "and it also seems that it's larger than anything previously used as a weapon of war, roughly a metric mile long."

          "Rather impressive," said the second, "and it's due to arrive late morning."

          "Yes," commented the eldest, "we will sound the alarms mid-morning so let the civilians have a nights rest, they will be having a long day tomorrow, if we don't succeed."

          "There still is Ikari," said the second, "he claims he has a weapon that can defeat it."

          "Ikari is a babbling scientist," said the youngest, "he knows nothing of commanding an army or a weapon of war, and he will fail if we don't win."

          The man in question right now was in his office, deep in the bowls of the NERV pyramid. A phone rang, the low tone was the only sound aside from breathing.

          "Yes?" asked a gruff voice, "Understood that will be all."

          The Commander of NERV, sat there on his desk, his dark orange glasses covering any emotion that his eyes revealed.  This man had a jet black beard that gave him a cold look. He wore white silk gloves to cover an injury that scared his hands for life.

A gloved hand put down the phone receiver, the click of the phone echoed across the extensive room.

          "Fuyutsuki, the spare just boarded the train, he will arrive approximately at ten a.m." said Commander Ikari.

          "Understood," said Sub Commander Fuyutsuki, "I will have Section Two monitor him, to insure his safety."

          "Don't disappoint me." said Commander Ikari.

With a nod, the Fuyutsuki disappeared among the shadows that engulf the room.

Sub-Commander Fuyutsuki ran his hand through his grey hair. He was getting too old for this. It really didn't help that his hair was naturally grey, but now he looked older with wrinkles. Kouzou Fuyutsuki picked up a phone, "monitor the spare, and keep him out of trouble." he said. He hung of the phone, it was going to be a very long night and he knew it. Sometimes he wished he hadn't been so dumb as to dig himself deep into the secrets of NERV and SEELE, a super secret organization that funded NERV. Now he was too deep in, the only thing he could do was ride the wave until the end. He just hoped it wouldn't be a tsunami, one could only hope.

          Ikari was very annoyed at the generals, their pompous attitudes where seriously pissing him off. But he could not afford to show any discomfort. But for now he could put up with them, they where only there for a short time, until they left with their tail between their legs, it was only a minor discomfort. Gendou Ikari sat there on the desk his gloved hands clasping each other over his mouth. Covering any facial expressions that could hinder his control over his inferiors, if he didn't he would lose control. He controlled with fear, he had to calculate any scenario or everything would be in jeopardy; the fate of the human race rested on that fact. He could not fail, it was not an option.

          Akagi Ritsuko took a long drink from her coffee mug. The warmth spread across her body, making her shiver a little. She rarely went home, and when she did it was mostly to sleep, it was the curse she had to endure, because of her importance. Coffee was her only salvation, the long hours in the cold interior of NERV made her appreciate coffee even more. The only problem was that she started to develop a tolerance for the caffeine. Only six hours of sleep seemed to be taking its toll on her body. Her blonde hair stood out amongst the sea of brown and black. But she liked it, gave her a different look, she had it since her days in college, her ever present science coat provided her warmth as well as show her status.

          She gave a deep sigh as she looked over the data pad that held the latest schematics of the Magi super computers. They where built by her mother, but she knew them just as well. They where running at ninety-eight percent efficiency. Possibly a head cold, she thought with affection. She gave a pat on the housing of one of the computers that was over looking in the massive command center. It was plain ridiculous that a computer could have a cold, even if it had bio-mater in its circuits.

          "Mind if I join you?" asked a soft and pleasant voice. Ritsuko was shaken out of her thoughts. She looked up at the voice to see her assistant of several years. She was just about the most brilliant in her field. Computers, she knew a great deal and was a fast learner, she also helped her in project E.

          "Yeah," replied Ritsuko, "I would enjoy that."

          Misato Katsuragi looked at herself in the mirror, her long purple hair hung down to her mid back. She decided to brush her hair a little more than normal to add more shine; she was after all going to pick up the Commander's son tomorrow morning. It was nerve-racking to say the least, hopefully she didn't make a fool out of herself in front of him, and she didn't know anything about the kid expect what was commented in her summary report about the child. He was supposed to be the third, the Third Child, to be chosen as an Evangelion pilot. He looked very distracted in the small photo that was attached to a NERV ID card. But he was very cute for a guy, mid-long light brown hair, with stunning dark blue eyes. He was wearing a tight black shirt in the picture, the tone muscles where apparent.  He is going to very popular in school, though Misato.  She just hoped he could shoulder the burden that was the curse of all those that where involved with EVA. With any luck she could get some sleep tonight, the angel that was coming across the Pacific was more than enough to agitate her. If she was good enough they would live another day. So many ifs and so many hopes, yup tonight would be the longest in the history for those who knew what was coming.