Sachiel swam towards the shore, ready to kill the Lillin filth. They would fall before the might of Adams Children.
But Sachiel started to feel a strange sensation, like he was being watched. He turned to see if there was anything there and immediately felt a sensation he never had before, fear.
Looking down at him was the Leviathan mutant that he had killed, or so he had thought.
Now it was over 60 meters in height, with a set of large, square jaws, and massive teeth pointing out at every direction. It now possessed two large, soulless eyes, set on the side of the head, and yet it was looking at him. Where he had cut it legs off, now two short strong legs appeared, its talons continually flexing, as though in anticipation. Its massive tail slowly moving behind it, the spines now larger.
Sachiel now saw it had made a horrible mistake. It did not kill what it thought was a Leviathan, but a creature foretold of from the ancient scrolls, the-.
He was interrupted from his realization by the creature suddenly screeching and latching onto his sides with its legs.
It reached down and bit onto his left arm and shaking like a vicious animal, trying to tear off his arm. He saw it was the same arm he had used to injure it with. Sachiel let the energy flow through him, ready to fire another arrow at the creature with his free arm.
Or he would, had the creature not been absorbing his energy. He tried to activate his AT field, but it only sputtered into life for a few seconds before disappearing, the energy requirements too great.
He started punching the creature in the side of the head, desperately trying to get it to let go. It finally did, but then latched onto the offending limb, crunching into the bone, and swallowing the blue blood. Sachiel let out an actual shriek of terror, then tried its last resort, self destruction.
He tried to make his core go into meltdown, but it had lost too much energy. He was losing his very soul to this God.
He didn't even notice when the creature let go of his arm, and proceeded to devour him.
The creature let out a shriek of triumph when it let go.
It had drained the being of its precious energy and would now eat its flesh. Had anyone seen the sight, they would have been horrified.
The creature ripped an arm, and swallowed it whole, the flesh more nourishing than plankton could ever be. As it ripped the being apart, it noticed the shiny red core. It sniffed it, smelling the nutrients within. The rest of the creature had been devoured to the last organ, except this one.
The creature widened its jaws, and bit into the core, getting a good grip.
Normally an S2 organ would have exploded, bit it did not explode, due to the fact it was drained of energy. The creature crunched up the sphere, swallowing the blood eminating from the cracks. Finally, all that was left of the being were bones and large flakes from the crunched up core.
The creature felt joy! Its attacker now dead and eaten, it could go on in the world without pain. It was about to swim off, when it looked into the direction the being was going. It noticed the water stopped after a slope from the seabottom went upwards.
Curious, the creature swam towards the slope, wondering where it went to.
It finally reached the slope, and looked upwards. It slowly raised its head out of the water, and was amazed by what it saw. Large, square rocks were everywhere, and gleaming tall rocks, it saw little things moving around on the land, they were so small. The creature was amazed at what it saw, and went towards the beautiful place, but stopped when it was about to leave the water. It didn't want to hurt anything, unless something else hurt it. And it's size was a problem for the little creatures it saw running around. So it crawled up onto the beach, but was given a rude awakening.
It started choking, it couldn't breath. The creature started thrashing, feeling its gills spill boiling red water. Finally, after several minutes, it stopped, it brain having passed out from lack of oxygen.
Bikini Atoll, Castle Bravo Tesing Area, April 5th 2015
"Life."
"At the still fertile atoll, life still lives. Where the atomic blasts had hit, life was never the same for the creatures that lived there. Now with the ground and water heavily irradiated, mutation was rife amongst the different species."
"Some could not even be classified as being related to its pre-mutated form. Strangely, many of the different species here were unaffected by Second Impact, merely adapting to the change in the waters."
"Cut!"
"That was great Phil, we just need you to put more... umph into it, you know."
Phil was sick and tired of this asshole Jackson.
This was the reason he never worked with Hollywood types, all that would happen would be his serious documentary about the last living marine ecosystem in the world would get turned into some kind of docudrama.
But he also loved looking out the submersible, seeing all these different mutations. He looked over to a piece of coral and pointed at it, to signal the camera man. Barely poking its head out of a narrow alcove was a strange marine iguana, looking more like some kind of small dinosaur with backwards shark fins going down it's back than a normal reptile.
"You see that, that's the creature that brought this whole ecosystem to light. Several years after Second Impact, these little guys started to appear on the shores of different islands, and NOA traced them back to the Bikini,"
The small reptile ducked its head back into the alcove when a large shadow passed overhead. Phil looked up, and saw the apex predator of the ecosystem.
It resembled a great white shark, but with many notable differences. It's head wasn't so pointed like it's ancestors, more boxish, and was stuck out on a noticeably elongated neck. It's pectoral fins were now much bulkier with the makings of small claws, and its claspers were elongated and possessed large muscles.
"Hehe, I was hoping we'd see one of these bad boys, that's a beach mauler shark. So named because it's actually able to crawl on land for short distances to ambush land prey, such as the walking squids and sand fish that are on the islands."
He looked into the camera, and gestured to all around him, smiling,"This is the last marine ecosystem left on Earth, though changed beyond anything we've ever imagined of, it-"
He stopped mid sentence after the sub was hit by something, launching him straight into the glass, knocking him out.
He woke up a little later, an orange glow lighting up the interior, showing Jackson and the cameraman passed out as well. He turned towards the light, though the sight would haunt him for what little time remained of his life.
A massive orange eye stared at him, penetrating his very soul. It was flecked with red and black, the eye somehow conveying emotions, two of which drove him mad.
Anger.
Hunger.
The eye backed out of perspective, revealing grey scaly flesh, and a massive square maw large enough to swallow the sub whole without even a bulge in the throat.
He died screaming as it opened and sucked him down its scalding hot gullet.
The world was not the same.
The small primates had taken over, and were now being threatened by the Destroyers. The ones who caused the death of his species, the ones caused the end of the reign of the Leviathans.
He had risen and fought them off before, and he would do so again. But he had had help last time, and he was younger.
But no matter, they had desecrated his home, his sustenance. His territory. He would show these monsters from the great beyond that before his might, all shall cower.
"SKREEEEEEEEOOOOOONNNNKKKK!" He roared to an empty sky.
