Eva pilot or Autobot? - Evangelion / Transformers - Discontinued
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  • Parts 9
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  • Reads 1,143
  • Votes 4
  • Parts 9
  • Time 40m
Complete, First published Jul 17, 2018
Skywing Prime (Daughter of Optimus Prime), whom had fled from Cybertron, has been separated from her father and friends. She is forced to stay low and take a human form to hide who she is. She is a 18 year old girl who works for NERV in Tokyo-3, Japan. She meets the Eva pilots and alot of friends while she is in Tokyo-3, but when she finds out her Autobot friends and father are still online she tries everything to find some way to contact them without blowing her cover. 

*I do not own anything in this story other then a few characters. All rights go to the creators. There will also be mild language in this, please be aware that this is my first time writing a book and it may take me a while to update.*
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