Return to Tokyo
Ha ha! That's right baby, after a brief rest, Apollo is back! Remember, read Sailors in America, and Return of the Dark Kingdom, before diving in. However, if you have already read both stories and liked them…what the hell are you still reading this for?
Oh, and this will be the first appearance of A.N.s in the story. (sniff) Seems like just yesterday I got my first review…(breaks into tears) They upload so fast!
Prologue- The Dragon Revives
The chamber was dark, illuminated only by a single, bare bulb hanging by the ceiling. Below it was a single wooden chair. And in that chair was a man in a sailors outfit, his head held low, as if afraid to look up.
"You failed in your mission, commander," said a deep voice from far above. "What happened?"
The man carefully choose each word, trying his best to avoid making the voice angry. "When we had arrived, the contacts were transporting the weapons to the ship. However, the man we were supposed to meet with wasn't on the boat. We waited…and…and…"
Another voice, this one a woman's, spoke next. "What happened commander?"
The man wiped his brow before continuing. "A light appeared. Somehow, lightning came down from the sky. Light…appeared! From the ground!" He started growing more and more distressed. "Gunfire came from everywhere! Flashes came from the forest! When it started, we thought it was a trap! We had to sink the boat!"
One of the voices held up a hand. "That is enough commander. We know you are telling the truth. We merely wanted to confirm the information we discovered was correct." The commander looked at the voice, surprised. "Yes, that's correct. We hacked into the US Defense system, and discovered something. It seems you were not placed in a trap. Rather, you were placed in the wrong place at the right time."
The first voice spoke again. "We have a new plan to gain dominance. Your mission now is simple; secure at least two of these people here. Their dossiers will be sent to you later. Now, your focus is to train your men in taking them. Be warned, despite their age, they are powerful combatants. And most importantly, do not, under any circumstances, allow yourself to be found. If the world finds out about this, this will be the end. You are dismissed."
Rising and saluting, the man turned on his heel and left through the only doors to the chamber.
Deep below the Earth, the presence awoke. Though it had not awoken in ages, it had felt the energies coming from the surface. It felt around everywhere. When it sensed where the energy was the strongest, it wakened it children. "Arise, my blood. The time has come to seek our revenge."
Far away, a young girl screamed awake. Panting heavily, she turned on her lamp and looked at her clock. "Twelve midnight?" she said. To her, it seemed like the dream was happening in real time. "Better get back to bed. Mom'll be on my case for weeks if I'm late again."
And so, Serena fell back into slumberland, dreaming instead of a nice, juicy, rib-eye steak.