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Betrayal	By : misato29 Category: +M to R > Neon Genesis Evangelion Views: 9741 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Gendo had tired of Ritsuko years ago. Although she remained submissive in the bedroom, supportive to his political goals and efficient in her administration of her section, she wasn’t a substitute for Yui. No one could ever be. However Ritsuko was convenient and there was no one else who could replace her at NERV. He trusted her to keep his secrets and obey his orders. It wasn’t love, it wasn’t even respect and she knew he would throw her aside when she was of no further use to him. Just like her mother. At least he was honest about it.

Ritsuko’s subservience to his sexual needs, which became increasingly demeaning, demanding and violent over the years, actually increased her value outside the bedroom. It took skill for Naoko Ikagi to program subservience into her daughter via the Cam Kill drugs. It took genius to use the treatments to make her daughter a better scientist and administrator. The more submissive and masochistic Ritsuko became the more energy, creativity and efficiency was channeled back into her work.

Naoko had discovered that when changing a “specimen’s” personality there needed to be tradeoffs. When enhancing or twisting one trait, she had to alter another trait (actually several others). It wasn’t precisely a balance; there were no scales in the psyche. There are no emotions that are precise opposites. Inside the mind, hate isn’t the opposite of love. To increase hate, you had to adjust revulsion, revenge, desire, jealousy and a dozen other factors… otherwise there would be unintended consequences.

For example, there was the specimen that had survived Second Impact ground-zero. It had come to her as a blank slate, previously treated with Cam Kill to destroy it’s (her) personality and any memories predating being shipped to the Antarctic as one of the 18 “virgin” sacrifices that SELEE had insisted upon. According to SELEE’s millennial spanning scenario, the mind-empty husks would be all destroyed as part of the ritual to resurrect Adam as an embryo… but one of them survived. Naoko diligently followed her instructions to reprogram the survivor with a fully functioning false personality that would be of use at a later time. The specimen that Gendo named Misato Katsuragi seemed to be a complete success. It wasn’t until much later that her sexual problems, alcoholism and ambivalence surfaced. These weren’t part of Naoko’s design. Still, the art of personality crafting was barely in its infancy. The undesirable traits didn’t affect the specimen’s efficiency, only its personal life, which was of little interest to Naoko and none at all to Gendo. As long it did its work and obeyed her superiors, she could get as drunk as she liked and sleep with every man, women, child or beast within 100km… or no one at all. “So she’s unhappy.” Naoko scoffed. “So what! Aren’t we all?”

In the elder Dr. Akagi’s world, her lover Gendo (and of course, herself) were not “specimens.” They were fully alive, real human beings. So far Naoko hadn’t encountered any other “non-specimen” type people, but she was sure that there must be others… somewhere. Certainly she never considered her daughter to be one and so when she felt it necessary, she brought the twelve year old virgin scientist-to-be to her lover’s bed.

Naoko and Gendo both had dominant personalities and the scientist sensed that her lover needed release that she herself was unable or unwilling to provide. Also, Naoko was older than Gendo and she felt that introducing a younger, more pliant partner would keep him satisfied. And if Naoko also found the idea of turning her pre-teen daughter into a willing sex toy and masochist stimulating, she was unaware of it.

By the time she was twelve, Ritsuko was already showing signs of outstripping her mother’s intellect. While perhaps not superior in any of their shared disciplines, Ritsuko was clearly going to be the mistress in many more areas than Naoko. It was vital that Ritsuko’s complete loyalty be transferred to Gendo, not necessarily to SEELE, GEHERN or (later) NERV. It never occurred to Naoko that Ritsuko might resent what her mother had done to her. This was one of the unforeseen consequences which would lead to Nayoko’s downfall (literally).

Naoko, who understood so much about the human psyche, had no clue that her daughter no longer had any reason to be loyal to her mother.

When Gendo indicated his dissatisfaction with the older woman’s perversity and demands (using trigger words pre-programmed into Ritsuko’s psyche), Naoko’s fall became assured and would provide Gendo with plausible deniability when (and if) SEELE investigated the apparent suicide. Ironically, the resulting death of the first Rei Ayanami was also an unintended consequence.

A decade later, Ritsuko would do a much better job when she programmed her assistant Maya. She would not bring the younger woman to her lover’s bed or split her loyalty. And after all, Ritsuko needed some release from her own frustrations. Resentment could become toxic.

Maya: “He is a demon…”

Shinji: “I am in hell…”

Maya: “We got into a screaming crying match over who was at fault over the airlock disaster. It was days later and I couldn’t remember any more if he knocked on the hull twice or three times or if two meant that he was staying outside or whatever. It didn’t matter. I was sure it wasn’t my fault. It wasn’t my fault! “

“But it wasn’t really his fault, either. The equipment was old, neglected and the situation was just impossible. We should already have been dead a couple of dozen times. Japan was probably gone, if not the entire world. Whatever had happened on Earth was probably responsible for the quake on the moon. We both knew that there would be no rescue, though we didn’t say it.”

“I needed to be strong, I couldn’t afford to let him fall apart. But I was in a lot of pain and I was scared. I was so very scared.”

Shinji: “She wanted to be the boss, the one in charge… the one who was going to save us! There was no way we were going to survive this. I knew it, but she wouldn’t admit it. We got into this fight, yelling and wasting air. She wouldn’t admit that it was her fault we were now stuck in the capsule with only one suit and no airlock. It was pretty obvious she blamed me. But she couldn’t even remember how many times I knocked. She was useless.”

Maya: “After that he kept me drugged most of the time. He increased the dosage until I was addicted. I am not sure how much time passed, but it grew cold, very cold, so it was at least two weeks later, after sunset. Maybe four weeks, I can’t remember. Sometimes he mixed the drugs to see what would happen. Then he stopped the injections cold turkey, even after I went into convulsions the first time.”

Shinji: “She was an addict. She demanded drugs all the time and kept increasing the dosage, mixing different drugs until she was close to death, then she would stop for a little while. I’m not sure how long this went on.”

Maya: “I don’t know how many times he raped me. He would drug me and rape me over and over. I remember being beaten and choked, I think because he wasn’t satisfied with my reaction. He wanted me to beg for it, to be his whore or to be his mother. I didn’t know how to stop him. He did other things to me… with his fists… and his hands around my throat… things. He’d put things inside my body…”

Shinji: “I took the drugs away from her to keep her from killing herself and tried to help her, lowering the dosage. She’d crawl over to me in my sleep. God, the things she would do to me! Some were disgusting. I couldn’t resist her, God forgive me. I’m just a kid, I didn’t know much about sex, but she did! Of course, it was all about getting more drugs. And when I refused, she’d go crazy. Even with only one good arm, she’d get violent. She wouldn’t stop until she hurt herself… or made me hurt her. Then she’d smile. I knew she was crazy.”

Maya: “I had a 6 month contraception implant, mine was in my butt. All the women at NERV had them, it’s a requirement, but I guess he hadn’t known about it. Before the accident in the airlock he had asked about the scar. He wasn’t crazy then, he stuttered and stammered about it. He was so shy and we didn’t have much in the way of clothes, nothing clean enough to wear. We were practically naked most of the time. No, that’s not right, we were naked. There were no secrets and he had to help me use the toilet/recycler. It was an older model and it required two people to operate correctly… there were hoses and tubes. And I could only use one hand. I had to do it for him also. It was harder for a man to use the plumbing. Anyway, he finally worked up the nerve to ask about the scar on the insertion site.

Shinji: “I had asked her about the scar she had on her butt, there was a lump under it and I thought she might be injured . I hadn’t realized it was coving the birth control implant. It’s a good thing she had it, I can’t imagine how much worse it have been if she had gotten pregnant. When she seduced me, I mean.”

“The toilet situation was unbearable. I don’t like to touch other people or be touched, but couldn’t avoid it. It was too personal. Those hoses and the tubes! I hated having her hands on me in those places and having to touch her like that. It didn’t seem to bother her at all. Even at first, before she got so crazy I think she enjoyed watching me embarrass myself like that.

Maya: “Then I caught him with a knife… He had decided that he wanted to be a father. He’d prove to me he was a better father than the Commander was to him. He said the implant offended him. He was going to cut it out when he drugged me.”

Shinji: “I had to take a knife away from her, she was trying to remove the implant. I don’t know why.

Maya: “The fan on his side of the capsule had shorted out again, I had fixed it twice. Shit, he didn’t need me to that. He was going through this phase where I was supposed to take care of everything. The fan was beyond repair, the motor and circuits were fried, it was obvious! He was angry, he said it was my fault and he forced me to my knees. He demanded oral sex, a blowjob. Sometimes he said it was to punish me, sometimes it was to reward me. God forgive me, I had no choice. Half my body was paralyzed by that time and the drugs weren’t stopping the pain. I thought if I kept giving him oral sex he wouldn’t need to rape me anymore. He would be quiet for a while afterwards. That’s all I wanted… him to be quiet and leave me alone.”

“By this point he was calling me “Misato” or “mother” as often as not. Mostly though, it was Misato. I mean, he knew who I was, he just called me by the wrong name and didn’t realize it. Or maybe he did it on purpose. Maybe he was playing mind games with me. The drugs or the withdrawal and everything going on kept me confused.”

“Other than trying to stay alive, keep the equipment going, the sex was the only other thing we could do the rest of the time. I hated it.”

Shinji: “I caught her a couple of times doing things to the fan on my side of the capsule. I guess she wanted to run hers at a higher speed… or she just was doing it for spite. It finally burned out while I was asleep and she claimed it was an accident, but this was the third or fourth time it happened.”

“Instead of admitting it she started crying again about the pain and how she needed more drugs. I hated it when she cried. Most of it was fake, maybe all of it, she was good at playing with my feelings. Like using me for the sex and begging me to make her feel good and then calling me a rapist. It was the same thing over and over. There was nothing else to do.”

“It was always her idea, the sex. She’d crawl to me on her knees and take my… my thing in her mouth. And when I came she’d act like it was such a big deal and she was doing me a favor. Sometimes she’d thank me. Other times she’d spit the cum back in my face. She said terrible things like my mother was a whore. And she said a lot of things about Misato. She said a lot of bad things about Misato and me. I tried to ignore her as much as I could.”

The phone call came in later that evening. Misato informed Shinji (and Asuka) that his test was being postponed for a few days. It was a good thing that Shinji had done his homework anyway. He was well disciplined that way, even if he wasn’t the best of students. Of course Asuka insisted that he keep his homework up to date, otherwise how would she be able to copy it?

Earlier that day Ritsuko had called Maya into her office to cancel the preparations for the false entry plug test and surgery to be performed on pilot Ikari the next day. Maya had assumed that the Commander had come to his senses and forbidden the removal and implantation of the artificial testicle in his only son but Ritsuko told her that the changes had been ordered by SEELE.

“There is some concern over the use of Cam Kill drugs on the pilots, especially when complete erasure of the pilots’ moment-to-moment memory formation is involved. And personality adjustment is forbidden,” said Ritsuko. “On the bright side, they have no objection to our erasing the memories afterwards and as long as we don’t alter the specimen… I mean Shinji’s, basic psyche. The first problem is going to get him to cooperate in the breeding process with the Ayanami clones. Then there is the possibility of residual impressions and sense-memories remaining afterwards.”

“And the surgery?” asked Maya.

Ritsuko replied, “Oh, he’ll be unconscious during that part of the procedure and as long as we’re careful, we can avoid him developing any psychological castration trauma.” Smiling, Ritsuko continued. “Of course I mean we can avoid the trauma if we can prevent Asuka from really castrating him before hand.”

Maya laughed. A few weeks earlier the “joke” would have appalled her, but Maya had been readjusted recently. Not a lot, just some minor response protocols had been tweaked. Ritsuko considered the younger woman a work in progress and needed someone she could let her hair down with. “But you and I have a lot of work to do beforehand.”

“Well, it’s a good thing I have no plans for this weekend,” Maya said.

“We’ll start tonight, be at my place at 7PM, I’ll order in a curry.

Maya replied, “I’ll bring the wine.”

That evening after the two scientists finished an unremarkable tandoori curry and a passable Chenin Blanc, Ritsuko excused herself. Removing a special vial from her night table, she dabbed a few drops of scent on her throat and at her wrists. The cologne was specially developed by Ritsuko herself, containing additives (natural and artificial) that existed in this combination nowhere else on earth, certainly not in any mere perfume. To anyone other than Maya, the scent was a clean, crisp infusion of lime with overtones of saffron. But when in contact with Ritsuko’s skin, it triggered a ‘Proustian’ response in the younger woman.

Scent is a powerful memory trigger. So is taste. The curry, enhanced by a few additional “spices” supplied by Ritsuko, some alcohol and the special perfume designed to mix with Ritsuko’s pheromones only awaited the final triggering element to release Maya’s alternate memories. Ritsuko leaned over her assistant, making sure she inhaled her scent. Gently taking Maya’s earlobe between her teeth, she whispered three words, “I need you.”

There would be a lot of work to do over the weekend. But even geniuses deserved some rest in between. Well, what they did during those breaks was not exactly restful.

Maya: “There was only one working suit. He’d kill me if he opened the airlock.”

Shinji: “We only had the one suit, I knew she’d try to take it and open the airlock.”

Maya: “We started picking up radio traffic, power was being restored back on Earth. There was too much chatter and the equipment was only working on a narrow band. We did manage to pick up some UN signals. NERV Germany was transmitting. We couldn’t respond. The equipment…”

Shinji: “We were picking up radio signals. I think we had been getting them for a while, but she didn’t tell me. When I caught her she said she was listening in on NERV Germany, but was waiting until we got a clear signal before telling me. I knew she was lying.”

Maya: “Most of it was encrypted.”

Shinji: “Then we began to pick up some clear signals…”

Maya: “Two way communications...”

Shinji: “Between earth and the moon…”

Maya: “Someone else was still alive…”

There was no sudden shock or disorientation when Ritsuko unlocked Maya’s hidden memories and directives. Her preprogrammed, alternate personality simply bubbled to the surface. At first Ritsuko had only used the Cam Kill effect to enhance Maya’s usefulness. It was essential that her assistant to be conversant with NERV’s secret agenda. Maya could not be cleared for this information so Ritsuko created an alternate Maya personality utterly loyal, utterly ruthless and dedicated to Ritsuko and only Ritsuko. No one suspected her existence, not even the Gendo. This was the ideal assistant, but she was too dangerous to let loose outside of Ritsuko’s control. If anyone suspected that Ritsuko had revealed these secrets to Maya they would both be killed.

Then Ritsuko slowly began programming the ‘everyday’ Maya to be a milder, more delicate person to disguise what was inside her. More importantly, everyday Maya was programmed not to notice when ‘enhanced’ Maya took over, like it did that evening…

Maya: “My arm and shoulder were getting better, stronger. It would probably never regain full strength or function. But it was serviceable now. I exercised while he slept. He didn’t suspect. I did all I could to play on his guilt for causing me pain and humiliation.”

“He still raped me sometimes. I let him. I encouraged him. When his rage built up I let him dominate me. When he was depressed and wrapped in his depression, I played mother & lover. Someplace inside me, I found it easy to lie to him, to hide my hate.

“I waited for my chance.”

Shinji: “Sometimes I wondered if she was faking her injuries. People usually got better after dislocating a shoulder, didn’t they? She was a lying bitch and a lousy fuck.

Ritsuko sighed. "That's it, Maya. Right there, that's the spot."

Maya continued to bury her face deep into her mentor's ass. It pleased Maya, the 'enhanced' version of Maya ,that she could please Ritsuko in ways that Commander Ikari couldn't dream of. Enhanced Maya pitied her other self that never knew this joy.

Ritsuko stroked her lover's hair. Although she was only seven years older than Maya, they were of different generations with different outlooks. She considered Maya a child. A talented child... with a talented tongue.

"Maya dear, I have special instructions for you."

Maya leered at her, "Should I get your toys?"

Ritsuko laughed. "No. Well, at least not right now. It concerns Shinji. The commander wants us to increase his rage potential. We need to increase his berserker capabilities."
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