Let's see if I can get this alive at all...





12:34 P.M.
Osaka, Kansai Self Defense Force Base

The great city of Osaka was robust as noon went on. The time enough to be considered “lunch hour” tired and bored workers frantically made haste to any restaurant, bistro, or even a fast-food service. While more formal or dinner eateries were less-flocked by the city residents, such smaller cafés and even taverns became more populated by these hungry men and women. The city took in some tens of thousands of yen in just this simple hour, and as time would pass even more money would be made through the purchases of lunch.

While most businesses and other work places were more quiet due to the break their employees got, the Kansai Self Defense Base did not let as many men go, but kept all doors to the main hall locked as a very important military meeting took place. Being held during which the time was almost hysteria in the streets, their building would not be all-to bothered, and when it would end men and women than needed to leave the building could drive off through the city without much hassle. A quiet ingenious plan some would say.


Inside the large room that was the Gathering Hall, the doors remained closed, and the blinds open very little. Not one light on the ceiling was light, and the dimmer sunlight that was shining in the sky was what illuminated the darker room though. At a long, polished wooden table, sat a bit over a dozen people, clad in fine suits with several pins and medals each. At the head, was Major Noburo Otsuka. A near forty-year old Japanese officer, he was a good-looking man with almost flat black hair, and build much akin to the injured Shogo Kawakita, who had quite a more muscular physique.

The meeting had commenced to go on about five minutes earlier, and by now, the Major sat at his chair, simply going more of the matter that was being discussed. A subject he was not particularly comfortable with conversing of, but it was job to do so, even if the idea of the topic was not of his own imagination.

“And from there we will simply begin to test how the subs can maneuver inside the cave-like location, and get an idea of what we may need to improve on” Otsuka finished off, and then put down his paper, looking forward at all the military officers. “Any questions?” he asked. The one raised her hand, a young woman of seemingly almost thirty. The Major gestured for her to speak.

“So your plans are to test the torpedoes power upon rocky substance like that, and how mobile they are in the cavern?” she inquired. The Major gave a sigh and nodded.

“Yes, apparently the weapons-production company was not able to give us a full explanation on how well the submarines works, why I don’t know, but I am still trying to get an answer” Noburo answered.

“And what happens if something goes wrong? As in, one of the subs goes out of order, or even begins to sink?” a male officer this time questioned aloud. The Major turned to him.

“Well from what I’ve been informed, there will be much help there and ready to give aid” he said.

“And would that be?” the young woman pressed. Noburo wasn’t quite sure himself, so for a brief recollection glanced at another sheet of paper he had at his place at the table before him.

“There will be two DDH-142 Haruna Class Destroyers on the surface above them, one containing three F-15J Jets, and the other two HSS-2B Helicopters” the Major explained. For a moment, everyone at the table was silent, except one, who spoke after a few seconds.

“It still sounds very dangerous, I don’t like the sound of it one bit” he stated.

“I agree, this entire operation should be cancelled Major” another added. He nodded, and slightly slunk back into his chair.

“I feel the same, but it is not up to me that this be done. The Lieutenant came up with the idea, and I’ve tried to convince him otherwise, though I’ve not be successful” Otsuka replied. The one young woman narrowed her eyes then with a bit of curiosity.

“Major, can you tell us which island they’re going to?” she inquired. With a quick look at her, he stood up and went over to the map that was held up upon two thin wooden pillars.

“Yes, it is off the coast from about Kyoto, a few hundred miles into the Southern region of the Sea of Japan. It’s called Kunishiroshima” Major Otsuka elucidated. A few murmurs came up from the table, and the one younger man seemed more dubious than ever.

“Kunishiroshima? Isn’t that the island where that monster Varan was back in Nineteen-Fifty Eight?” he questioned. Noburo gave a bigger sigh now as he turned around, and grimly nodded.

“Aye, and that is why I feel even more fearful for the men that must go for this procedure” he said.

* * *

1:05 P.M.
G-Force Landing Zone

A white helicopter began to land on the large parking-lot like area of the G-Force Kaijuology Facility. Its blade spun rapidly round, to such a speed that the naked eye could not completely follow it, so much to the point that they almost seemed to be not moving at times. The winds from the rotating propellers blew down hard onto the tar-floor of the site, pushing down upon the passenger who now got out of the chopper, carrying to bags; one in her right hand, and one over her shoulder. Once she was out, the door to the helicopter closed, and she waved up to the pilot and the other man inside as it began to take flight once more.


The doorbell rang inside the building. It echoed throughout all the halls, growing quieter and quieter, but loud enough so that the human ears of the structure could catch it. The first to hear the sound was Eric, who sat in a dormitory, simply flipping through the channels on a lone T.V. Turing away from it, he got up, and left the room.

When he came to the front-door, he could almost see who was outside, and in a moment smiled. Unlocking the doors, he let them open, and in a moment Ameera leapt inside, her face beaming as she wrapped her arms about Eric.

“Oh my God! Hi!” she exclaimed. The young man laughed, and embraced her back.

“Hey, it’s great to see you’re finally here” he replied, smirking. Quickly she let go, and she looked at him, her eyes lit up.

“How are you?” she asked, her voice still louder due to her joy. Eric chuckled a little.

“I’m fine, pretty happy you’re here now, we’ve all been bored as hell” the man answered. Ameera laughed, and once she finished looked around.

“So, where is everyone?” she inquired.

“Meh, around. Amy and the others are probably in the one computer lab, and Michael, well…hell if I know, but come on, let’s go find ‘em” Eric said. Ameera smiled, and as he took her one bag, the two walked off.

* * *

Within a few minutes, Ameera and Eric came to greet everyone, and the rest of the group was close to overjoyed to see her. Amy was most elated, her extremely excited attitude an obvious hint to it. Takao was also quite delighted, and even Akira was able to express his own enjoyment from the arrival of the young woman. They all went to the one living-room-like area of the facility, and sat down upon either one of the soft coaches or the comfortable chairs. Amy was making a fresh pot of tea, something she and Ameera would always enjoy together as they chatted. Though as she was in the kitchen, preparing the drink, the guys continued to talk with her about anything they could up with.

“So, how was the flight here?” Takao asked, knowing full-well that she probably hated it, but like Eric and Akira always loved to see the expression of the person they asked that to. Ameera laughed as she almost sighed.

“Oh man, it was horrible!” she exclaimed. Instantly the guys began to laugh, and she went on. “Most boring thing I’ve done in my entire life. Nearly half a day of sitting there; day-dreaming, reading old magazines or watching the stupid in-flight movie!” Akira’s deep chuckling echoed throughout the room.

“Why am I not surprised to hear that answer?” he said. Ameera couldn’t help herself but laugh. Eric eventually finished his laughter, and continued on to speak himself again.

“Your dad doing good?” he inquired. Ameera looked over at him and nodded.

“Yeah he’s fine. I think he’s at Tokyo now, for his own work. I’m pretty sure he was leaving at about the same time I would to come here” the young woman explained.

“Anything been happening with you two?” Takao asked. Ameera took a moment to think it over, but in the end shook her head a bit.

“No, not really, besides the normal work back in Chicago. I guess that’s one reason why we’re so happy to come her, it’s not so boring now” she said. The group laughed again, creating a loud guffaw that could be heard throughout the entire structure. Such a chortle was heard by Michael, who in curiosity came to see what it was, and at that moment peeked into the room.

“Hey guys what’s u—oh it’s you” he began with a smile, then noticing Ameera. Akira looked up at him and gestured for him to come in.

“Sit kiddo, Amy’s getting some tea and stuff ready” he said. Michael smirked, and came over to a chair where he sat down, right in between Ameera and Eric. The young woman smiled at him.

“Hey, you’re Michael?” she said. The boy nodded.

“Yeah, you’re Ameera?” he asked back. Just like him she nodded.

“Yep, nice to meet you”

“Same here” the boy replied, a bigger smirk on his face. Ameera smiled at him, and even with those four simple comments to each other, the both of them had instantly gained a liking of the other. At that moment then, Amy came back into the room, and set down a tray of a teapot, teacups and a plate of crackers.

“Drink up Ameera, I made your old favorite” the woman said. Ameera looked up at her, here eyes beaming.

“You mean Jasmine?” she asked, anxious to hear a “yes” answer. Amy nodded, smiling as much as she was.

“You got it” she responded. The two of them laughed, and as they began to pour the sweet, hot drink. Michael leaned back on the large reclining chair he usually sat in, staring at Ameera with a simple look of merriment in his eyes. The boy’s lips were curved in a smirk as usual, an obvious sign to his almost cocky-attitude.

“Hmm, she’s really nice, and she seems cool. Maybe this won’t be as bad as I thought” he said to himself in his head, and then focused more upon her smiling face, “and my God she’s friggin’ hot…”