Three days later…
The Chinook
Jonathan typed away a letter to his wife wishing her a happy birthday. It had been nearly two years since either talked to each other as he was offered his career in the navy.
Hadn't seen Shiloh either… must be in his Sophomore year by now…
Jonathan couldn't get his son out of his head. the last time either had spoken, it was a heated debate…
Two years ago…
"So you're doing it? You're picking Seattle?" Jonathan sighed to his son.
"Yes, I am." Shiloh said as he cleaned out his room.
"I thought you were going to Stanford or Duke, like we planned-"
"Like you planned Dad," Shiloh said turning. "I have enough credits to pick any school."
"Don't give me that, its because you have a thing for Kara isn't it?" Jonathan asked crossing his arms. He knew his son had a thing for the girl, and Jonathan considered her a good girl but hung with the following type.
"Dad that isn't it-"
"Oh it isn't? you're gonna look me in the eyes and say it isn't because this girl has you wrapped around her finger?"
"Dad stop saying that about her!" Shiloh glared. "Don't raise your voice to me child."
"I am eighteen Dad," He said as he finished packing. "And I am going to Seattle because its what I want. Now, are you going to accept that?" Shiloh asked looking his father in the eye.
"You're grown. I guess you made your decision." Jonathan said disappointment on his face.
"Yeah… guess I have." Shiloh said and walked down the stairs to his truck.
As the memory faded, Jonathan realized he was holding a photo of him with his son, smiling as Shiloh caught a King Salmon when he was ten.
Back when there were happier times…
"Lieutenant Commander?" Jonathan's assistant, Richard Nylund, came in from the deck. "There's something I found on the news sir,"
"Thought I told you not to be on your phone, Ricky." Jonathan smirked at the youth.
"Yes sir, but I think you'll wanna see this report." He said handing the phone to him to show a news report:
"We interrupt the this broadcast to bring a report. The search for the fishing trolley Marina has come to a close after finding a survivor, one Erwin Sulvic, drifting in the ocean. Despite the amount of burnt skin tissue, the man was found by Coast Guard officials amidst a floating part of the Marina.
When asked of the rest of his crew, the sailor went into a panicked state, saying over and over that they were 'taken into the abyss.' He then went on rambling, muttering about how his friend and shipmate, one Jonn Groves, was pulled under by what he said was a giant serpent of massive proportions. The last words he said before falling unconscious was that a blue light of flame was what destroyed the ship.
Officials declared Mr. Sulvic's condition as a serious case of dementia as a result of a period lost at sea. But what if the beast Mr. Sulvic suggests is actually out there lurking the vast oceans?
I am Jeffrey Dohner, signing off folks."
As the report ended Jonathan stared blankly at the screen. "Sir, this report its-"
"Just like the reports we found on various other ships, found across The Rim, yes." Jonathan said looking at his research. He and Ricky had been looking into various attacks along the Marina. All had reported the same thing: a gargantuan monster of enormous proportions that was able to produce a beam of heat.
All said the crew were either devoured or obliterated by the creature. I had been following leads for months and found no such luck.
Until now...
"Ricky, get us to the U.S.S. Roosevelt now."