The Kaiju's Knight
Chapter 1: Pilot
Screams echoed around a barren war zone, tanks, choppers, and jets mobilized as dust and ashes coated the city.
"It was the last day of the war between the humans, and the giant monsters," a calm, young, masculine, voice spoke. A giant clawed foot slammed onto the pavement, shattering it and kicking up dust. A creature's head raised slowly towards oncoming jets "Kaiju."
"But to me, it's more than just history," the jets opened hatches containing missiles, "Its family history."
The creature moved with speed completely unheard of for its size. It darted between buildings as jets tried to open fire on it. As more ash blocked the view as the jets were forced to turn back at the loss of their target. A woman drives into the scene and looks out into the city as the she comes to an abrupt stop.
"That's my mom." the young man's voice informed, "They say, her bravery saved the city that day, saved everything."
The bridge she was on was partially destroyed causing it to end. She gets out of the car helping where she can until a shadow falls over the entire bridge. A giant red form standing before her, and she meets the creature's gaze with hardened yet curious eyes. Being lifted into its hand and brought to its eye as if examining her.
"This is also the day," the voice began, "My mom met my dad. Oh yeah-"
Looking up from this strange woman the creature noticed the tanks and artillery still headed towards him. "That's my dad…" With a burst of speed he dashes away, clearing the area with his prize, never to be seen for years…
~Sixteen years later~
"Nathan! Duncan!" a feminine voice called out while moving through the kitchen, "Get down here and get some breakfast!"
The sound of shuffling steps and the pounding of feet echoed throughout the house as a tired yawn sounded. Before the shower was heard and soon after, soft footsteps made it closer to her.
"I'm up mom…" a voice drawled. Her oldest, Duncan Rosenblatt entered the room, his messy blonde hair being pushed back by his hand as he walked towards her. Dressed in a green t-shirt, gray jeans, and red sneakers, Duncan offered his mom a small smile.
"Good morning sweetie, breakfast." she greeted as she placed a bowl of coal in front of him. Kissing his scaled cheek. " I'll make you and your brother's lunches."
"Great," Duncan groans while staring at the bowl, "Nothing says 'freak' like coal for lunch." he groans while picking up the bowl and stares at the black rocks.
"You're not a freak, duncan." Margaret and newly arrived Nathan insists while sitting down to eat. Nathan's equally messy sun-kissed hair swaying as he grinned lazily at his older brother. Nathan was wearing a black t-shirt with blue jeans and a white and orange biker jacket to go with his shoes.
"Get real you two. I eat coal! And my skin- you can call it pumpkin, you can call it tangerine, or- or burnt sienna! But lets face it, it's orange guys." duncan concluded while closing the cabinet, revailing his orange, slightly rough looking skin.
"And orange you just adorable." Margret, their mom replied while holding a glass of orange juice.
Nathan laughed while kissing his mom on the head. He then plopped down beginning to dig into his breakfast, six sausages, four eggs, two bowls of grits, and two boxes of poptarts, much to Duncan's envy and amazement.
He was envious because unlike his brother, all he can eat is coal. Sure, Duncan can eat regular foods, but they just don't do it like coal, it seemed to regulate him. And amazement because his brother was actually having a light breakfast. Despite how much his brother eats he always keeps the same lean, muscled physique he's always had. That and he's seen him clear out a whole Denny's, so this was new. Was he stress eating?
Duncan held their gazes, his expression searching for holes in their arguments-which there were plenty-his amber eyes that almost seemed to glow like embers. Nathan held his gaze with his crystal blue almost azure eyes that shimmered like a sapphire. The three way staring match ended with Duncan groaning and sitting down to play in his bowl of coal. Where Duncan kept his hair well groomed, Nathan kept his hair wild and free, but not from of lack of trying, the darn thing just wouldn't do as it was told. Another difference were the whisker marks that could be seen on Nathan's cheeks. While as a kid it gave him a cute fox- kit like appearance now a days though it had a different effect.
"Duncan, this is a new school,not an execution," she began hopefully , " Just try to socialize, make some friends, and-" but duncan had heard this speech before.
"-And stop getting into fights?" He cut her off, "But they're the ones who start it!" he exclaimed jumping to his feet, hands on the table.
"It's true mom," Nathan chimed in, "Jerks are instinctively drawn to him like… homing pigeons."
"Duncan, you're a sixteen year old boy like every other guy in class," Margaret began, cupping his cheek and kissing his forehead, Duncan sat back down and moved his coal, " and every kid in that school has problems of their own." she said, her words soothing him.
"-So if can just get along with people and keep your temper, everything will be fine." Nathan cut in with his mega-watt grin intact, also having heard this talk a million times.
"Like you can talk, just cuz you don't get caught for your pranks doesn't mean you're safe!" Duncan accused while naruto whistled innocently, looking away.
"Oh, your brother is right, Nathan, you aren't safe, and Barnes still hasn't forgiven you for last years fiasco."
"I don't know what you're talking about." Nathan claims while his blue eyes showed nothing but ignorance to what's being said.
"Bro you know you're guilty, we just can't prove it." Duncan chimed. Nathan just had the devil's luck at times like those.
"Lies! Lies! Those are slanderous lies of a slanderous nature!" Nathan out dramatically while his family rolled their eyes
Duncan, having enough of his brothers antics got ready, grabbing his red leather jacket and walking towards the door, with Nathan following after Margaret kissed his head.
"Message received mom…" he droned while moving to the door.
"Oh and boys!" their mom called out while they paused to look back at her, to be rewarded with her index and pinkie fingers up, her middle and ring fingers clenched with a smile on her face. The sign language "I Love You".
Duncan responded first "I love you too mom" a small smile graced his face as he flashed her the same sign.
"Actually that time it was 'rock on'" she corrected, smiling a little broader and pulling one over on her eldest. Groaning Duncan turned back to start his walk to school. Nathan merely laughed at his brothers expense and flashed the same sign to his mother.
"You rock mom!" he called out as he ran out the door, eager to not be late. Margaret merely smiled as she watched her boys go, content with how the morning went.
"Darn right I do…" she muttered before going to start her day.
As the brothers walked to school you could notice more and more the differences between the two of them. Duncan's normal scowl, where Nathan had a trademark grin, Duncan's tendency to walk in an aggressive form and constantly looking around like a predator expecting an attack at a moment's notice. Nathan on the other hand always walked at his own rhythm and kept a relaxed even when he wasn't.
"Hey Bro! Still thinking about what mom said today?" his younger brother questioned while walking beside him.
Reading his big brother was almost second nature to him, he could tell he was just frustrated and scared it would turn out like so many schools before. Nathan? He was content so long as he had his family, his personality just made it easier for people to come talk to him.
Nathan always had a smile to be seen from miles away, hands folded behind his head that both gave him a nonchalant attitude and a great way to show off the arms girls liked staring at- not that he'd ever notice- and his positive, upbeat attitude always kept him in good standing with just about anyone. At least it would if he didn't come to this world with an innate habit of beating anyone who crosses him, be it either through fists or unfortunate "accidents" happening to them, accident meaning pranks, horrible, horrible pranks… some of which, required therapy.
But he was loyal to his family before anything else. So when Duncan got into trouble or fights, he would always jump into fight with him. Sticking up for him sometimes got Nathan lumped in with his brother, but he never minded being an outcast with his brother, and not that either of them would admit to it, but the feeling was mutual. After they'd "fight the school together" as they'd tell their mother they'd laugh and joke about the experience.
"Mmm!" was Duncan's agitated mumble, unwillingly giving Nathan the answer he was looking for.
Nathan snickered to himself until Duncan's temper got the better of him while walking and he kicked a can… which through some mystic way bounced off a mailbox onto an expensive looking car… which triggered an alarm. With a start, the brothers took off down the street and around the corner til they were clear. Stopping a few ways away Duncan looked ahead to see a girl, but not just any girl, the girl.
Time slowed as Duncan got the chance to notice the beauty in front of him. Brown cowgirl boots exposing slim legs, reaching up to the miniskirt with curvy hips and a small waist to hold them in, and a yellow top. All Nathan noticed when he did look to see what kept Duncan's attention for so long was her platinum blond hair, done in a bob cut. Not to say Nathan didn't notice her, he was just dense when it came to women, partially why he was considered cute to the opposite sex.
That all came to an end as a blue jeep sped down the street cutting said girl off from her walk. To her credit, she didn't even break stride as she ignored the cat-calling and made her way to the school. The girl-jenna if Nathan heard correctly- didn't give the idiots the time of day. Smirking to himself he noticed Duncan's slight agitation, his brother wasn't exactly mad, just confused.
"Check out the new kids…" Nathan heard from the leader before the car reversed and they were all face to face.
"Oh I'm sorry" jackass number 1 started "I thought I had some bird crap on my rear view mirror.." Nathan had already started walking at this point. "But now I can see it was just your face!" his crownies joined in laughing.
Now Duncan really, Really was trying not to fly off the handle like he normally would on the moron. Thankfully this time, he didn't have to.
"Wow I thought I was smelling cow manure," Nathan said while waving away invisible fumes, "but now I can see it was just just your breath!"
He laughed and Duncan chuckled while walking through the grass to make it to school on time while the quartet of queers sputtered in indignation. Walking closer to the school they fist bumped and naruto went to get their schedules while duncan walked around. Only to turn a corner and run into a hot cup of coffee that splashed on him.
"Grrrr! You are so-" he started only to look up and see the same girl from this morning "...hot."
At this, said girl looked up to him, her sky blue eyes pinning him to his words, sputtering he quickly tried to fix the slip up.
"Uhh! The coffee! I mean this coffee is so hot!" he corrected, chuckling sheepishly.
"Oh i am so sorry!" the girl apologized profusely. However, Duncan was not listening, settling for admiring her. So she continued.
"I asked them to brew my cafe-con latte at 150° so it's still hot when I get here. Diva, right?" she sped through, then a thought entered "How did I not burn you?"
"No no!" Duncan said, waving his hands frantically "It feels good actually, I was freezing, I don't know why they always blast the AC in these places."
"It must be 80° in here… whatever" she said jotting it down on a note pad "I'm on the student council so I'll see what i can do about getting the heat turned on."
"I never would have pegged you for the student council type." peaking Duncan's interest he had to inquire. She didn't break stride.
"Student council, chairwoman of the homecoming committee, I'm that girl." she paused and turned to make eye contact "and by the way, it's Jenna."
She smirked and turned to walk away. Duncan watched her go, so intently in fact, he didn't notice the same guy from before walk up and brush past him.
"Oops" he said, completely faking it, turning back to face Duncan, he got a good look at him.
The kid had a strong athletic build, but lacking the definition of someone who trains consistently. Brown hair, combed neatly with matching eyes that seemed to regard him as lower than him. He pointed to Jenna, then Duncan and made an execution gesture. And was rewarded with a scowl from Duncan. However when he laughed he hadn't seen Nathan sneak behind him and hold out his foot, that he promptly tripped over.
"Oooo careful buddy, these floors can be slippery." Nathan chided while walking away, nearby kids laughed while the boy stood up about to shove the new kid in a locker until he noticed all the teachers with their eyes trained on the scene. How much they had seen? No one knew, so he'd play it safe… for now. Standing to his feet, he turned and walked away vowing to get even with that dweeb.
"You good, bro?" Nathan questioned while watching him go.
Nathan, not as antisocial as his brother managed to get the low-down on just about everyone in the school. Its one of his talents, people just feel comfortable telling him any and everything it seemed. The kid he tripped was the "king of the school", and athletic star, Troy Adams. But from the way he acted, Nathan figured it's time to take him down a few pegs…
"Yeah man, thanks for the save." Duncan could always rely on Nathan to have his back no matter what went down.
"I know you could handle it, I was just so bored of watching the toolbox cut a fool. And you perving on jenna…" Nathan grinned while handing him his schedule.
"Yeah I- I was not perving!" a blushing Duncan whispered back angrily.
" Sure you weren't bro, come on! If we're lucky we can get some breakfast before class!" Nathan exclaimed as he dragged his brother towards the cafeteria. Duncan laughed and allowed himself to be dragged towards a spectacle of Nathan cleaning the cafeteria out.
~class~
Duncan and Nathan were standing in front of the class. Duncan with a respectful posture with his arms behind his back and Naruto was on the other side of the teacher, hands in his pockets and an easy smile on his face. The teacher was a slim, older woman with a neat short hairstyle. Her green cardigan even ironed over her white dress shirt and black pencil skirt.
"I'd like for the whole class to give a warm welcome to Duncan Xerxes Absolon Belfagor Gressle Piffious Boofan-" her shrill voice that obviously has seen years in teaching began, but you could tell she was struggling.
"Uh yeah, just Duncan is fine, Ms. Dreakford." Duncan cut in a little sheepishly.
"Oh alright, also class please welcome our other new student Nathan Uzumaki-Namikaze Rosenblatt."
"Yo." was Nathan's instant reply receiving a few giggles from the female populace. Seemingly ignorant of the evil eye their teacher was showing him. She eventually gave up and directed her attention to the class.
"Oh alright, take a seat you two." She says with no incentive to direct them to an assigned seat.
"Hey Duncan, sit over here with Kenny! He doesn't have a lab partner." A tan girl with brown hair in a ponytail called out. She wore a blue jumpsuit jacket and an easy grin on her face as she directed him to "Kenny"
Duncan was originally going to decline, opting to sit with his brother but he noticed Naruto was nowhere near him. Scanning the room he saw his brother with a blue haired girl, both seeming to be completely at ease with one another, like they were old friends just used to the school day. Shaking out of his thoughts duncan made his way over to the skinny kid with long black hair, wearing a gray striped hoodie, he seemed permanently sad. Or just one of those weird but cool friends.
"Gee, thanks izabelle." The boy muttered while looking away.
"Hey, Duncan." He introduced to "Kenny".
"Ken Rogers" the boy greeted back, posture set in a permanent slouch, and a tone that just gave an air of apathy.
"Oh! Kenny Rogers, huh? Do you know when to hold'em, know when to fold'em?" Duncan joked, attempting to lighten the mood.
"No… not even a little." He answered, no humor to be found in his tone. Clearly he had never heard that classic before.
"Like reptiles and insects, amphibians are ectotherms, and cannot internally regulate their bodily temperatures." Ms. Dreakford spoke while handing out trays on the tables with dead frogs laying to be dissected. "What we used to call cold blooded-"
"Why did we stop?" Izabelle interrupted with a snicker, "did the amphibians object to being labeled cold blooded?" she joked as the class joined in on the laughter.
"No Ms. Dreakford, this is so wrong for so many reasons!" jenna exclaimed, outrage clear on her face while looking at the teacher, "Beyond the obvious animal cruelty issues…"
As Duncan stared dreamily at Jenna meanwhile one of the frogs was revealing that it wasn't a frog, a small, green, reptilian creature sprang to life on the tray as though it had been asleep and looked around. As it scanned the room, the other students were too drawn into Jenna's speech, Duncan and the creature made eye contact. His pupils turned to slits and amber eyes shifted green as he stared the creature down.
"My young prince!" it called out to him while crawling out of the tray slowly. Duncan knew he had to do something to prevent a school shut down so he did the only thing he could do in this situation.
"Ooowaaaugh!" that's right, make a scene.
~ five minutes earlier~
Before Duncan was meeting his new friends, and being the center of attention, across the room another interesting development commenced.
As Ms. Dreakford was talking Blue eyes scanned the room, only to freeze when they come into contact with pitch black orbs. A girl, staring straight at him, normally he wouldn't have thought it so strange as people normally did stare at him with interest he couldn't fathom. But this time was different, they weren't eyes of interest like most girls, they were focused, sure there was curiosity, but it seemed to be more convicted, almost challenging behind those eyes. Her hair also drew him in, a radiant blue that was simply stunning. A perfectly heart shaped face with full lips that were drew into a unreadable line. Hearing Duncan being invited to sit near a kid Nathan knew his brother would be fine, so he simply moved towards the empty seat near her.
"Hey! Names Nathan. Is this seat taken?" as he spoke, her lips curled into a small polite smile.
"Not at all." was her simple answer. Nodding in thanks, Nathan took a seat and class continued.
"By the way", she spoke gaining Nathan's attention, " I'm Amari." she greeted while holding out her hand. Taking it gently Nathan offered a trademark grin.
"Nice to meetcha!-"
"Ooowaaaugh!" Duncan screamed holding up his tray with a frog.
Oh hell…
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