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Summary Explanation (standard:Fan Fiction, 5497 words)
Author: ranwolfAdded: Mar 05 2004Views/Reads: 3545/2164Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
This is a summation of everything that leads up to the beginning of the Gargoyles/Evangelion crossover story. Takes place about six month's after "The Arrival".

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After that, they found themselves on a journey through a dozen worlds.
All different. From the reality where a group of cat-like individuals 
battled with a ancient mummified sorcerer. Or another, that was similar 
to nineteenth century Japan, where they met a scarred samurai using a 
blunted sword. 


The fog bank lifted for what seemed the dozenth time, dispersing around
them quickly. The mists of Avalon depositing it's two passengers in yet 
another surrounding neither one recognized. They were within a large 
lake or a harbor of some kind surrounded by a forest of oak and pine 
trees. In the distance, a battleship stood lonely vigil over the water 
way. A silent sentinel at dawn. 

"Where are we?," Miya asked. "Does any of this look familiar to you?" 

"Nuh-uh," Nic replied guiding the boat towards shore. "We could be in
Egypt. Check out the pyramid." Miyabe followed Nic's hand, pointing 
towards a massive black pyramid that was at least fifty stories tall. 
All the sides looked to as smooth as glass, reflecting the light from 
the odd multicolored sky. 

"Somehow, I doubt that," she said from her seat staring up at the
purplish-blue sky. Nic looked up at the sky for a few moments, staring 
intently. Miya knew Nic was studying the sky with the other modes of 
vision his implants allowed him to see with. She shivered slightly 
remembering the story of the Hyena from his reality, who had blinded 
him when he was a child. 

"I don't know if were in Egypt or not. But that's not the sky." 

"What do you mean? It's artificial?" 

"We're in some kind of cavern. There's an elaborate lighting system up
there. Full Spectrum." He glanced up at the cavern ceiling again. 
"Prisms or mirrors of some kind seem to be reflecting the light into 
crystal stalactites... That would explain the weird colors." 

Pausing momentarily to hide his tail and don his gloves, Nic poled the
boat towards the shore of what they know realized to be an underground 
lake. Upon arrival he jumped out, easily pulling the boat onto secure 
ground. He helped Miya out and they quickly walked off in search of 
information, hoping they could find some indication they were in their 

They stayed hidden, using the grooves of trees and bushes. After what
seemed like hours of sneaking and hiding, they reached the base of the 
huge pyramid. "Central Dogma, Entrance 14 beta," Miyabe whispered, 
reading the sign besides the garage style door leading into the 
pyramid. "Should we go in?" 

Nic shook his head. "No, We have no idea why Avalon sent us here yet. I
don't want us stumbling into anything we can't handle." He glanced down 
at the gravity bow Miya carried with her. A ***souvenir*** from one of 
the previous worlds they were in. 

Miya caught the glance, but didn't didn't say anything. Nic had been
acting much more protective of her since she received the bow. She knew 
he didn't like her using it, because it gave her a means to be more 
involved in the fighting that they occasionally found themselves in. 
Even though she was usually at a great distant from the actual 
fighting. "Then what are we going to do?," she asked. "We can't stay 
out here forever." 

Just then, a green light above the door activated. Nic noticed. He
grabbed Miya and hid along a small depression between the large sliding 
door and the wall. A blue two-door sports car cruised out, a woman 
perhaps his age drove. "I don't think she saw us." The door to the 
pyramid began to close once again. Nic had only a few moments to decide 
what to do. "Aw hell...," he cursed. "Let's go!" The two of them dashed 
under the huge steel door. 

"Where to?," Nic asked as they moved quietly between cars or against the
wall of the massive parking area. Miya shrugged, having no idea where 
to go. She realized, with sudden dread, that such a place would have 
tight security. How was it they were able to get this far in? She heard 
a commotion coming from behind her. They both looked. 


"There they are!," one of the dozen or so security guards yelled.
Another door at the other end of the parking area opened, letting 
another squad of security in. 

Without thinking, Miya already had let loose one of the "Riot Arrows".
Though the arrowhead was a soft sponge-like material, the gravity bow 
accelerated the arrow to the speed equal to a .40 caliber slug. The 
arrow slammed into the chest of a guard with a enough force to knock 
the large man off his feet and unconscious. The arrow clattered to the 
floor, the head slowing changing back from the mushroom shape the 
impact deformed it into. Miya was about to shoot another when her arm 
went numb. Her vision blurred and she collapsed to the ground. She 
heard Nic scream her name, followed by an inhuman roar. Then everything 
went dark. 

When Miya woke she realized she was in a small bare room, with only a
chair, the cot she was laying on (she doubted it belonged in the room) 
and a video camera mounted in a corner. She got up from here seat and 
crossed the room to the door. Locked. She pushed on it with no luck. 

"Onamae wa nandeska?(What is your name?)," she heard a voice ask from

Miya jumped, startled. "Nani?(What?)," she squeaked. 

"Onamae wa nandeska?," the voice, a woman's voice, asked again. 

"Wa-watashi wa Tendo Miyabe des, (M-my name is Miyabe Tendo)," she
answered, feeling silly talking out loud with no one else in the room 
with her. "Where am I?" 

"You don't know?" The woman sounded suspicious. 

Miya turned to the camera in the corner. "Ie. Somewhere in Japan. That's
about it. Where's Nic?" 

"Your... companion is being detained, please answer my questions." 

"Let me see Nic." 

"In due time," the woman said. "Seat down please." It wasn't a request.
Miyabe stood where she was stubbornly with her arms folded across her 
chest. "Tendo-san, take your seat," more forcefully this time. 

Miya muttered a curse as she reluctantly sat down. "Who are you people?
Where am I? And where's Nic?" Even to her, her voice sounded strained. 
Where had they taken Nic? How had they taken him prisoner? Was he hurt? 
But mostly, she was worried, what would happen if these people found 
out about his unique heritage, which they most likely have by now 

"Why do you persist in claiming not to know where you are?" 

"Because I don't!," Miya snapped. She let out a sigh, chastising herself
for losing her temper. "Look. We didn't mean any harm. We... we got 
lost and were just trying to figure a way out." 

"You honestly think I'd believe that Tendo-san?" 

"It's the truth." 

"Souka (I see). Then would you care to explain this?" The wall in front
of her split open, revealing a monitor of some kind. She gasped at the 
picture. It was Nic, pacing back and forth like a caged animal in a 
room similar to hers. His tail was out slashing back and forth angrily. 
"What is he?," the woman asked. "Our test show he isn't an Angel." 

"Angel?," Miya repeated the word. "What do Angels have to do with this?"

"This again? Your games aren't helping anyone, Tendo-san. Not answering
my questions may have serious consequences for the both of you." 

The woman broke off. Miya could hear arguing, but couldn't make out what
was being said, but she could guess the subject. A moment later someone 
else was speaking to her. Another woman. 

"Sumimasen (I apologize), Tendo-san," the second voice said. She sounded
calmer than the other, younger as well. "I am Major Katsuragi. I'll 
make you a deal, if you answer our questions, we'll answer some of 
yours. Alright?" 

Miyabe hesitated, she trusted these people about as far as she could
throw a tank. But if she wanted any chance of seeing Nic, she had top 
cooperate. "Alright, but you'll probably won't like the answers." 

"Can you tell us... what your friend is?" 

"*Nic*," Maya stressed the name, "is a gargoyle. At least, his father
is. His mother is human." 

The interrogation went on from there. Miya explained her situation,
traveling from world to world. The other woman, Dr.Akagi, had obvious 
doubts, but a security camera had captured the mystical fog forming 
over the underground lake and the sudden appearance of the sail boat 
near the battleship. Afterwards the commander of the base had granted 
Miya permission to be reunited with Nic. Maj.Katsuragi escorted Miya to 
the maximum security section of the brig, which was in a different area 
of the base. While they walked, Maj.Katsuragi relayed a summation of 
the previous fifteen year. 

The major explained that First Impact happened at the end of the Age of
Dinosaurs, when a meteor the size of Kyoto slammed into the Earth 65 
million years ago. Second Impact happened on Sept.30, 2000 when the 
first Angel, code-named Adam by the U.N. self-destructed in Antarctica. 
The heat and energy released by the explosion melted all of the ice 
around the South Pole, causing the sea level to rise by as much as 
thirty meters and shifted the Earth's axis. The dramatic changes to the 
planet's weather patterns and the wars over resources that soon 
followed resulted in the deaths of approximately half the population of 
the planet. It was believed Third Impact would be the result if any of 
the Angels came in contact with Adam's remains. 

After the couple was reunited, Maj.Katsuragi thought it was prudent they
meet the Pilots of the Evangelion Units. They were shocked to see the 
pilots were three teenagers, all fourteen. It was explained only those 
with a very rare sequence in their D.N.A was capable of piloting the 
machines. It had been discovered only those born within nine months of 
Second Impact had the sequence. 

It was during this time, Dr.Akagi came to them requesting they go
through a general physical, with the reasoning they may have picked up 
a pathogen from one of the other worlds they had visited and didn't 
want to risk a outbreak of a inter-dimensional illness. They were 
cleared, but discovered Miya was about two months pregnant. 

The couple was in this universe for the better part of a month before
they discovered the reason Avalon sent them there. Nic and Miya had 
agreed to act as chaperones for two of the three pilots, Shinji and 
Asuka, while Misato went to a meeting in Kobe with the third, Rei. 
Asuka had complained bitterly about not being trusted enough to take 
care of herself. 

Later on, Asuka was quite glad Nic and Miya had agreed to watch over
them. An American cult group which worshiped the Angels, had made the 
decision that the pilots had to be eliminated to ensure the will of 
God. A group of assassins attacked the apartment, spraying the place 
with hundreds of rounds of ammunition. destroying the apartment and 
nearly killing the occupants. Fortunately, Nic had reacted quickly, 
gathering Miya and the children and ripping the refrigerator out of 
it's place and using it as a shield, reinforcing the appliance with a 
portion of his magic 

When the assassins entered the apartment to ensure the kill, Nic
attacked them. He killed one swiftly, using his talons to slash the 
first across the throat, and threw another out of the forth floor 
window. The fight was short, yet savage. He broke bones and wrenched 
joints out of place, nearly succumbing to a blind rage. 

Though highly trained and incredibly strong and agile, he did not come
away from the battle unmarked. One on the assailants managed to let off 
a shot striking him in the shoulder. He didn't realize he was shot 
until after the fighting. 

There was to be an investigation on what happened, but mysteriously the
four remaining attackers disappeared from the holding cell within the 

After sufficient time past for Nic's shoulder to heal, they decided it
was time to attempt to return to their own world. But before they left, 
Misato had insisted on throwing them a farewell party. It was during 
this party Rei had walked in on Shinji and Asuka kissing. Apparently, 
during the attack from the assassins, Shinji had covered her body with 
his during the shooting in an attempt to shield her. Even though she 
had liked Shinji since they first met, her competitiveness and ego 
would not allow her to openly admit that. She had used the incident as 
an excuse, claiming it a reward of sorts. 

Miya and Nic left the following day, hoping to be sent home right away. 

Nearly five years passed. 

The three children of Nerv were walking down one of the many corridors
of the Geofront heading to the garage after a long day of training. 
They had made plans with friends to go to a festival that was being 
held in one of the many parks throughout the city. 

Since they became Eva Pilots there have been twelve angels to attack
their city. There have been death and destruction, yet Tokyo-3 still 
thrived with industry and families. There was always construction 
happening around the city, from large factories to multi-story 
residential buildings. Tokyo-3 was actually larger and more densely 
populated than it was at the height of the Angel attacks. 

"Which park are we suppose to meet Toji and the others again?," Shinji

"Anta baka?(Are you stupid?)," Asuka asked with little heat in her tone.
"Some friend you are. You make plans with friends and don't even know 
where to meet them." She grinned, showing she was only teasing. 

"Sawada park, Ikari-kun," Rei answered softly. "The northeast entrance."

"Arigato Ayanami," Shinji replied. He grinned at the sour face Asuka
made at Rei for spoiling the teasing of her boyfriend. 

"Why do you always have to spoil my fun, Rei?," the redhead asked. 

"It is how I have fun, Souryu," Rei replied, a ghost of a smile
fluttered over her feature. 

Asuka answered with a wet raspberry at her friend. 

Shinji shook his head slightly. No matter how long he lived, he would
always be amazed at how much the two girls in his life have changed 
since he first met them. When they were younger the girls didn't get 
along very well. Actually, Asuka didn't get along with many people her 
own age and Rei cared little about what others thought of her. Now they 
were friends, perhaps not the best of friends, but they got along. One 
of Shinji's friends, Kensuke, referred to them as "Fox-hole buddies". 

Asuka was possibly one of the most opinionated, bossy, overbearing and
egotistical woman he had ever met. Frankly, she was a bitch. though she 
still had those traits, she seemed to have gained better control over 
the more negative aspects of her personality, allowing the caring, 
loving woman he loved to emerge. 

Rei was Asuka's polar opposite. She was quiet and introverted, and she
rarely showed any sign of how she felt. There were many who thought she 
was cold-hearted and didn't care for anything or anyone. Honestly, it 
wasn't something she had control over. Even though Shinji's father was 
Rei's legal guardian he did little to raise her properly, practically 
forcing the girl to raise herself, isolated from those around her. 
Because of this, she never properly learned to portray her emotions. 
Thankfully, because with her interactions with Shinji, Asuka, Misato 
and others, Rei greatly improved. In the five years Shinji had known 
her, Rei had virtually blossomed emotionally. Though only those who had 
known Rei for a long time learned to read the subtle expressions on her 
angelic face. 

The girls weren't the only ones to change and grow as a person. Shinji
had changed as well, for the better if anyone asked someone who knew 
him well. From a shy, frightened boy with a serious inferiority complex 
who feared letting people get too close, he became a young man with 
confidence in his ability. According to Asuka, he also grew a backbone. 

They had passed main doors to the Eva docking cages, when Rei stopped
suddenly. A perplexed expression on her face. 

"Ayanami?," Shinji asked. "Doushta no? (What's wrong?)" 

Rei shook her head slightly. "I do not know," she answered. "An odd
feeling. As if something is coming." 

"Uh-huh. And what would that be, Wondergirl?," said Asuka, an impatient
look on her face. 

Suddenly, a *whump!!* echoed through the corridor, as an explosion of
some kind rocked the hallway. The force of the explosion disrupted 
power to the area, plunging it into darkness. Klaxons blared as the 
emergency lights ignited, bathing the trio in harsh red light. 

"Asuka! Ayanami! Are you two alright?," Shinji asked. 

"I am fine," Rei answered, looking around. 

"I'm o.k.," Asuka answered at the same time. "Where'd it come from?,"
she asked. 

Shinji shrugged. "I'm not sure. But it sounded close." 

"The explosion came from the docking cages," Rei said. She turned toward
the doors, staring unblinkingly, almost as if through them. She began 
to head in that direction. 

Asuka grabbed the other girl's arm. "You're not seriously thinking of
going in there are you?" Rei didn't answer her. Her unwavering gaze 
fell upon Asuka. The look Rei gave her had always given Asuka the 
creeps. It was as if Rei didn't care about her own well being. 

"Someone may be injured inside," Rei replied coolly. She gently removed
Asuka's hand from her upper arm and proceeded to activate the manual 
override to the door. Asuka and Shinji looked at each other for a 
moment before they went to the door, helping Rei pry the steel doors 
slowly open. 

As the doors inched it's way open, the smell of burned metal, ammonia
and ozone rushed them, filling their noses and causing their eyes to 
tear. They could here a low steady thrumming coming from the distance. 

Asuka listened carefully as the wrestled the doors open, for any
injured, hoping there would be none. A damage control team arrived 
moments later, followed by Misato and Dr.Akagi. The trio stepped aside, 
letting those trained to handle emergencies to do their jobs, but 
sticking around to lend assistance if the need arose. The team finally 
forced the doors opened. 

What they saw inside shocked them all to the core. In all the years the
pilots were a part of Nerv, despite seeing and fighting Angels of 
varying shapes and sizes, the vision before them would easily top the 
list of strange happenings. Asuka knew immediately what it was she and 
the others were seeing, even though she had never seen one before 
herself. She knew of it only through her studies in Germany. 

A vortex. A theoretical rip in the space/time continuum, believed to be
able to connect two points that were great distances apart. If Asuka 
remembered correctly, her astrophysics professor said there were also 
theories that a vortex could connect one reality to another. It looked 
like a whirlpool made of blue and purple fluid tilted onto it's side. 
Mist of the same colors emanated from the event horizon, the absolute 
edge of the phenomenon. 

"What is it?," Misato asked. 

"A path," Rei said quietly. No one seemed to have heard her. 

"It's a vortex," Asuka answered. "We need to get to the Evas. It might
be an Angel attack." 

At that moment, an unearthly wail came from the vortex. A brilliant
flash blossomed from the center of the whirlpool, temporarily blinding 
everyone, then disappeared. 

Asuka blinked her eyes clear. Half expected some monstrosity from her
darkest nightmare to tower over her ready to wreak havoc on the base. 
Instead, a single figure stood a distant away on the docking bridge, 
the mist from the vortex clung to him, obscuring her view. After a few 
seconds the colored fog dispersed. She saw a tall figure in the 
distance with short, black hair. His clothing was torn and tattered, as 
if he had been in a car wreak. A odd brown cloak hung half off his 
shoulders. Blood flowed down the side of his face from a cut above his 
hairline, and his right arm drooped loosely from his side. After a 
short time his eyes rolled up into his skull and he fell forward. A 
loud, wet *thud* echoed within the massive room as his head hit the 
metal floor. 

Misato and Ritsuko stared at each other for a few moments. They nodded
to each before they took a tentative step towards the fallen figure. 
Misato drew her automatic pistol from it's holster under her jacket, 
aiming it at the unconscious intruder. Everyone else was ordered to 
stay back. 

Misato approached slowly, weapon aimed towards the head. When she got
within five meters, she got a clear view of the figures face. A twinge 
of familiarity formed in her mind. 'Where have I seen him before?,' she 
thought before the answer came to her. "Nic?" 

She saw the look of recognition on Ritsuko's face. She quickly holstered
her weapon and ran the rest of the way to the man on the floor. 

The doctor turned to the team at the door. "Get a medical team down
here. Now!" She focused her attention on the gargoyle. "How the hell 
did Maza get here?" 

Misato helped Ritsuko turn him over onto his back. Getting a better look
she realized it wasn't Nic. He was too young, couldn't be any older 
than eighteen. And what she had thought was a cape of some kind was 
actually a pair of large leathery wings protruding from his back. She 
looked up and saw the same realization on her friends face. "Do you 

"I wouldn't doubt it," Ritsuko replied. She checked the young man's
pulse. "Thready. Whatever that thing was, it gave him a hell of a 
beating. Rei, get me a first aid kit from one of the entry plugs. 
Someone find out what's taking the med team so damn long." 

Moments later, Rei returned with a large first aid kit. She set the kit
down and began assisting Ritsuko, handing the doctor, with uncanny 
perception, what she would need without being told. 

The med team finally arrived. At first they faltered, not expecting to
find a person with wings and a tail to be the patient, but a few choice 
threats from Misato brought them around. They quickly stabilized the 
injured gargoyle and placed him on a gurney, wheeling him towards the 
infirmary as fast as they could, partially out of fear of Misato. 

A week later Misato walked silently besides Rei as they headed to the
secure room where the gargoyle was being held while he recuperated from 
his "voyage". She was perplexed by the gargoyle. More specifically, how 
did he arrive in Tokyo-3. 

They stopped in front of the door flanked by two large, imposing guards.
They saluted the Major, who returned the salute. The soldier on the 
right turned and punched a five digit code into a keypad next to the 
door. "Has he started talking yet, or is he still giving everyone the 
cold shoulder?," Misato asked the soldier on the left. 

"He's still keeping quiet, Major," Sgt.Gado replied. "He's cooperating
with the doctors, but he won't reply to any of their questions. Just 
glares at them." 

Misato nodded. "Yeah well, I'm sort of hoping bringing someone his own
age might help bring him around." She gave Rei a hopeful smile, who 
returned it with a faint one of her own. 

Rei had been wondering why the Major had asked her to accompany her to
this... she wasn't sure if interrogation was the right word. 

She heard the faint hum of the magnetic seal of the door die, unlocking.
Sgt.Gado turned the handle of the door, opening it into the room, Gado 
closed the door behind him as he entered the room as a safety 

That was another thing Rei found curious about the whole situation.
There was little doubt as to who the gargoyle was, D.N.A. testing 
confirmed he was Nicodemus' and Miyabe's son. So why all the security 
for a single injured individual? 

The room was typical for the infirmary wing, a pale blue-green color and
rows of fluorescent lighting suspended along the ceiling. Up against 
the far wall a single bed with a night table and chair on either side. 
The gargoyle wasn't there. She looked to her right after hearing an 
annoyed sigh. The gargoyle was sitting on the long windowsill, one leg 
dangled loosely over the edge, his long flexible tail wrapped around 
his calf. 

Rei noted his color had improved since she first saw him. His arm was in
a sling, apparently his shoulder had become dislocated at some point. 

Their eyes made contact, for a brief moment her heart increase in tempo.
She saw that his eyes were a deep green color much like his mother's 
and his ears seemed to be a bit longer than his father's if she 
remembered correctly. Except for the wings and the shape of his eyes, 
exactly like Miyabe's, he was the spitting image of Nicodemus. 

He broke eye contact and focused on the woman besides her. 

"I'm Maj.Katsuragi Misato, and this is Ayanami Rei. We knew your
parents," Misato said, trying to sound as non-threatening as possible. 
"How are you doing this morning? Feeling any better? Is there anything 
you need?" The gargoyle looked at Misato for a few moments, glancing 
periodically in Rei's direction. He didn't answer. "Listen," Misato 
continued, "we're not going to hurt you. We just want to help." Still 
no answer. Misato kept trying to reassure the gargoyle they meant him 
no harm. 

Watching him, Rei had the sudden impression he was studying them, trying
to ascertain if they could be trusted. 

"Look," Misato began, obviously frustrated by all of the non-answers she
was receiving. "Can't you at least tell us your name?" No answer. 
Misato let out a low curse. Rei found it mildly amusing to see Misato's 
jaw visibly tighten as she crossed her arm, her fingers drumming 
lightly on her bicep in annoyance. 

"Maza-kun," Rei said softly, assuming he used his father's surname
instead of his mother's, "Onamae wa nandeska?" He turned his eyes on 
her. Again their eyes made contact, and for a moment, it felt as if she 
was the only person in the room with the gargoyle. She felt suddenly 
awkward speaking to him. She knew if she spoke again she would probably 
stumble over her words. Thankfully, she did not have to continue. 

"Kenshiro," he answered. He hopped off from his perch, paused for a
moment as if deciding something, then bowed slightly to them. "My 
parents told me a lot about you Maj.Katsuragi." He turned to Rei again. 
"Rei, right?" 

She nodded, fighting down a blush she felt was trying to form. "Hai,"
she replied softly. 

"I'm assuming you're going to finally start cooperating with us,
Kenshiro-kun?," Misato asked, a knowing smile on her face. "We really 
just want to help you." 

"Yeah, I'm sorry about that. You can't really blame me for not answering
any questions. I mean one second I'm home, the next thing I know, I'm 
in a hospital bed and everyone's talking Japanese." He paused for a 
moment, letting out a sigh. "For some reason my memory is kinda fuzzy. 
I thought I was drugged or something, that's why I wasn't answering any 

"Souka. Understandable, I guess," The Major replied. "Do you have any
idea how you got here? What caused that vortex?" 

Kenshiro thought for a moment, as if sorting out his memories. A look of
confusion slowly formed over his features. "I... I'm not sure. I don't 
remember. I think it...," He looked to Misato, panic began to take over 
his features. "I don't know!" 

"It is alright Maza-kun," Rei said, trying to sound comforting but not
quite succeeding. "We will help you if we can." The panic in his face 
lifted, but worry remained. 

"She's right Kenshiro-kun. Nerv will do whatever it can to help you."
Misato placed a comforting hand on the young gargoyles shoulder. After 
a moment, he let out a relaxed sigh this time. 

He seemed to accept his situation swiftly. He didn't have much of a
choice really. Rei assumed, going by the older gargoyle's description 
of his world, he had learned to accept the unusual quickly. With all 
the examples of magic that existed in his world, it probably helped to 
keep his sanity intact. Those who worked for Nerv learned the same 
skill rather quickly. 

It was with this acceptance, Shiro ("Grandpa's the only one who called
me Kenshiro.") decided he would help Nerv in anyway he could, while 
they tried to figure out how to return the young man home. 

End Prologue 


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