Inside the entry plug, a figure stirred. He looked to be male and his attention seemed drawn to a blinking indicator in front of him. "I see it, mother." He said in a quiet, yet gentle tenor. At his words, the blinking suddenly stopped.
"To pilot: initiate emergency drop procedure. Remain airborne until the area has been cleared of hostiles." He called out, recieving a rather reluctant acknowledgement. His hands gripped the twin controls as the soft whomp indicated that the emergency bolts had been blown clear, freeing the EVA from whatever held her in place.
He tightened his grip on the controls as they plunged downward, with steady ease directing the AT field below him to both cushion the landing and to serve as a spike into the Angel that was below.
Far below, the Angel that was called Armisael was busy trying to bore past the AT field of Unit 0 and was starting to do so with some success. Conversation between the mostly helpless pilot and NERV headquarters remained unheard by the unnamed pilot.
A second blinking indicator alerted him to the arrival of Unit 2, which stood motionless, seemingly as helpless as the Angel's current target. He couldn't hear anything, not even the wind as he plunged into his destiny.
The Angel shot across and around the buildings of Tokyo 3, baited by the helpless Unit 2 away from Unit 0. A resounding crash shook the earth as the silverish-white Evangelion slammed feet first into the unsuspecting Angel from above, stopped within feet of Unit 2.
Armisael trashed in sudden pain as his/its body was suddenly damaged so severely as a result of the unexpected attack. With a roar that echoed in the minds of those watching of when Unit 1 had gone beserk, the silverish-white Unit 4 grabbed one end of the thrashing Angel and began to squeeze.
"DIE!" The pilot of Evangelion Unit 4, Jared Pearson, screamed into the radio. His unexpected appearance and his voice made everything seem to halt for just a heartbeat except for the two warring combatants.