Well folks, I said I'd rename FPE to Celestis Arcana Evangelion, and here it goes, now that I've finalized which franchises I'm going to use for it. So, let's get copyright stuff out of the way first.
Star Trek is the property of ViacomCBS. Stargate is the property of MGM. Warcraft is the property of Blizzard Entertainment. Starfox is the property of Nintendo. BattleTech is the property of Topps. Neon Genesis Evangelion is the property of Studio Khara.
Now, without further ado... the story begins.
Celestis Arcana Evangelion, Book I: The Wrath of Heaven
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Re: Celestis Arcana Evangelion, Book I: The Wrath of Heaven
Prologue
September 13, 2364 AD (Stardate 41701.2). Agricultural colony world Eden.
“I still don’t get it…” Simon Anders said, wiping sweat from his brow. The journey through the network of caverns that supposedly would lead to their destination – a supposed unlimited energy source left by some long-extinct civilization – had been grueling. “Just as we’re about to make the biggest breakthrough since Carol Marcus and her Genesis Device eighty years ago, they beam out and leave the planet.”
“You mean Ikari and Lorenz?” Doctor Yoshiro Katsuragi asked, turning back to the inquisitive student. Anders nodded. “In the case of Lorenz, he has his own colleagues to report to…”
“You mean our funders – Seele.”
“Yes, Seele…” Katsuragi replied. “Keel has to keep them up-to-date after all.”
“Still can’t believe you accepted their funding.” Anders said, with no small amount of disgust in his voice. “You wouldn’t believe some of the rumors I’ve heard about them. If even half of said rumors are true…”
“Nonsense!” Katsuragi replied with a chuckle. “Seele is nothing but a group of rich old men with a love for the sciences! Not the sinister cabal that half your professors say they are.”
“If you say so, Professor…” Anders said, stopping just short of rolling his eyes. “As for Ikari… I can’t say I’m sad to see him gone. Even if his departure with Keel felt… fishy.” On this, Doctor Katsuragi had to agree with his student.
“I admit, Gendo always was a… problematic student. Excellent grades, but he still had a bad habit of back-talking his professors.”
“Not to mention all the fistfights. Can’t believe he wasn’t expelled after breaking Larry Malkovich’s nose.”
“Only because Malkovich threw the first punch. You remember that.”
“How could I forget?” Anders replied, nearly bursting out laughing. “Gave Ikari the meanest black eye I’ve ever seen.” Anders shook his head and sighed. “Hey K’Tar!” he shouted, aiming his flashlight towards the team’s geology expert, a muscular Klingon with a ponytail that stretched halfway down his back, and sideburns that would have made a 19th century statesman stare in reverent awe. “Is the ground still stable up there?”
“As stable as it ever was!” K’Tar shouted back, looking up from his tricorder. “No instabilities for at least two kilometers around.”
“Good to know!” Anders replied. “Don’t want any nasty surprises waiting for us ahead!”
“Ha! Knowing our luck, we’ll stumble upon something Anubis left behind from the last war!” This statement came not from K’Tar, but from the team’s chief xenoarcheologist, Hans Jaeger; a thin, wiry man hailing from the Lyran Commonwealth – the only breakaway human interstellar state that had managed to avoid being reabsorbed into the United Earth Star League.
“Don’t even joke about that!” Anders shot back. “The LAST thing we need is for the Burning Legion to come down on our heads…” Anders thought back to the chaos that had been unleashed by the mad Goa’uld Anubis during the so-called ‘War of the Jackal’. Among the many atrocities committed by that half-Ascended monster had been the opening of hundreds of portals to the hellish alternate dimension known as the Twisting Nether… and the summoning of millions of screaming demons who had poured out from them, turning an already nightmarish war into an almost literal vision of hell.
Of course, the Legion had been pushed back eventually – and contact with the Nightborne of the planet Suramar had aided greatly in that development (though the existence of actual elves was only slightly less shocking than the existence of literal demons). And Anubis himself had been dealt a crushing defeat over Earth, when the Ancient weapons platform under the ice of Antarctica had annihilated his fleet. What had happened to the deranged Goa’uld after that, though, was a mystery. The Klingons claimed that he was now burning in Gre’thor for his crimes, but others had said that he had been caught in eternal battle with another Ascended being. Still others had said that he was rebuilding his forces elsewhere, and was the one behind the strange reports of massive black and green cubical starships that would occasionally come in. Or the ones of the silver and purple starships with tendrils flowing behind them.
The sound of a crash caught Anders’ attention, and he looked to see that Doctor Katsuragi’s fourteen-year-old daughter Misato had accidentally collided with one of the technicians who’d been walking by, and now tricorders and other equipment had fallen everywhere, the technician cursing like a sailor as he struggled to pick up his supplies.
“Doc…” Anders began. “Are you sure that bringing your daughter along for this expedition was such a good idea?”
“Why, yes it was!” Katsuragi replied. “After all, she should see what glories the future will hold for her firsthand!”
September 13, 2364 AD (Stardate 41701.2). Agricultural colony world Eden.
“I still don’t get it…” Simon Anders said, wiping sweat from his brow. The journey through the network of caverns that supposedly would lead to their destination – a supposed unlimited energy source left by some long-extinct civilization – had been grueling. “Just as we’re about to make the biggest breakthrough since Carol Marcus and her Genesis Device eighty years ago, they beam out and leave the planet.”
“You mean Ikari and Lorenz?” Doctor Yoshiro Katsuragi asked, turning back to the inquisitive student. Anders nodded. “In the case of Lorenz, he has his own colleagues to report to…”
“You mean our funders – Seele.”
“Yes, Seele…” Katsuragi replied. “Keel has to keep them up-to-date after all.”
“Still can’t believe you accepted their funding.” Anders said, with no small amount of disgust in his voice. “You wouldn’t believe some of the rumors I’ve heard about them. If even half of said rumors are true…”
“Nonsense!” Katsuragi replied with a chuckle. “Seele is nothing but a group of rich old men with a love for the sciences! Not the sinister cabal that half your professors say they are.”
“If you say so, Professor…” Anders said, stopping just short of rolling his eyes. “As for Ikari… I can’t say I’m sad to see him gone. Even if his departure with Keel felt… fishy.” On this, Doctor Katsuragi had to agree with his student.
“I admit, Gendo always was a… problematic student. Excellent grades, but he still had a bad habit of back-talking his professors.”
“Not to mention all the fistfights. Can’t believe he wasn’t expelled after breaking Larry Malkovich’s nose.”
“Only because Malkovich threw the first punch. You remember that.”
“How could I forget?” Anders replied, nearly bursting out laughing. “Gave Ikari the meanest black eye I’ve ever seen.” Anders shook his head and sighed. “Hey K’Tar!” he shouted, aiming his flashlight towards the team’s geology expert, a muscular Klingon with a ponytail that stretched halfway down his back, and sideburns that would have made a 19th century statesman stare in reverent awe. “Is the ground still stable up there?”
“As stable as it ever was!” K’Tar shouted back, looking up from his tricorder. “No instabilities for at least two kilometers around.”
“Good to know!” Anders replied. “Don’t want any nasty surprises waiting for us ahead!”
“Ha! Knowing our luck, we’ll stumble upon something Anubis left behind from the last war!” This statement came not from K’Tar, but from the team’s chief xenoarcheologist, Hans Jaeger; a thin, wiry man hailing from the Lyran Commonwealth – the only breakaway human interstellar state that had managed to avoid being reabsorbed into the United Earth Star League.
“Don’t even joke about that!” Anders shot back. “The LAST thing we need is for the Burning Legion to come down on our heads…” Anders thought back to the chaos that had been unleashed by the mad Goa’uld Anubis during the so-called ‘War of the Jackal’. Among the many atrocities committed by that half-Ascended monster had been the opening of hundreds of portals to the hellish alternate dimension known as the Twisting Nether… and the summoning of millions of screaming demons who had poured out from them, turning an already nightmarish war into an almost literal vision of hell.
Of course, the Legion had been pushed back eventually – and contact with the Nightborne of the planet Suramar had aided greatly in that development (though the existence of actual elves was only slightly less shocking than the existence of literal demons). And Anubis himself had been dealt a crushing defeat over Earth, when the Ancient weapons platform under the ice of Antarctica had annihilated his fleet. What had happened to the deranged Goa’uld after that, though, was a mystery. The Klingons claimed that he was now burning in Gre’thor for his crimes, but others had said that he had been caught in eternal battle with another Ascended being. Still others had said that he was rebuilding his forces elsewhere, and was the one behind the strange reports of massive black and green cubical starships that would occasionally come in. Or the ones of the silver and purple starships with tendrils flowing behind them.
The sound of a crash caught Anders’ attention, and he looked to see that Doctor Katsuragi’s fourteen-year-old daughter Misato had accidentally collided with one of the technicians who’d been walking by, and now tricorders and other equipment had fallen everywhere, the technician cursing like a sailor as he struggled to pick up his supplies.
“Doc…” Anders began. “Are you sure that bringing your daughter along for this expedition was such a good idea?”
“Why, yes it was!” Katsuragi replied. “After all, she should see what glories the future will hold for her firsthand!”