You are of God, little children, and have overcome them: because greater is he that is in you, than he that is in the world.
- John 4:4
Days went by. Nikolai Ark was settling down.
None of them were normal. The things the pilots talked about were not normal. Piggy's apartment was located in a building across the street, five stories up on the top floor. They'd chosen this particular apartment because it was the one closest to the stairwell, with access to the roof and a sturdy fire escape that ran down the outside of the building. He tested them when he had arrived, played possible scenarios of capture and evasion in his mind. We can't plan for everything, so we must be aware and perceptive.
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They entered the room with Addison-15. There was a hiss of releasing gas inside, and water condensed on the transparent surface. On it's own, the life support system had enough power to last thirty-six hours.
Terrorist agents in lab coats set the pod with the naked girl inside on a roller and covered it. They pushed it to the hallway. The operation had been successful. Then the alert from the laser grids and cameras would send Nerv HQ into lockdown.
It was swiftly discovered. When the subject was unaccounted for, the floor was in anarchy. The bays were locked, while guards swept the whole building and took position at every doorway. The floodlights outside trained on the surrounding zones. The fences closed up. They sent out helicopters. The airport was shut down. All personnel were briefed, and the teams stood ready for their superior's commands. The tank sat in a specially made van, driving on the highway on route to the harbors, a year of planning from a whole network coming together.
Then the Angel sirens rang.
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What the hell was happening?
Piggy was jerked awake from his bed at the defense warning that had just sounded. The beams from dozens of searchlights criss-crossed, searching the skies. He ran outside to his balcony in the cool night air. In the distance, he heard the low throb of aircraft.
He almost ran off the edge. At the last moment he remembered that this was not his real height, he was not an Eva. He was an eleven-year old fat kid. He bolted to the living room, switching the lights and throwing a shirt on. When he opened the door, there were lines of people flowing out.
Relax... he told himself.
This is a detection siren. It's not here yet. Probably not for many hours.
But he had to get to Nerv. Had to suit up. Pocketing his phone, he rushed out with the crowd, as fast as his legs could carry him through the building until he reached the lobby. Running outside into the darkness and sirens, people everywhere around him in the street, was chilling. A battle of the gods was coming, and we knew it.
Drive. Piggy thought. If Addison really lived deeper in, she might already be on her way and he couldn't tell her to turn back for him. She could probably just parkour her way across buildings and scale obstacles like a monkey. But when it was dark out? He wasn't sure and pushed it from his mind. He dialed for Mikhael and Alexander. "Answer." he said it rung, half expecting a car with them in it to roll up to the sidewalk. "Answer you faggots!"
