9:12 AM, December 11, 1999 – MONARCH HQ

Body cam footage of some kind of archaeological expedition played on a projector screen in a dark room.

"Six days ago, we were alerted to the collapse of a mine shaft in the Philippines. Approximately forty miners are missing or presumed dead. And another thirty two have been hospitalized." Came a female voice.

"What you are seeing, gentlemen, is my body camera footage from our expedition into the collapsed area of the mine." Came a deep, aged male voice.

"What are those weird formations?" Asked one of the suited men around a table to either side of the light from the projector.

"As hard as it might be to believe, those are skeletal remains." The woman said.

"That's impossible. Not even the biggest dinosaurs are that big." Said another man at the table.

"We once thought that way too. But what you are seeing is real, gentlemen." The deep male voice replied.

"Preliminary carbon dating puts the remains at around the 11th century BC. But what's most interesting about this discovery is what's next." The woman continued.

The footage was accelerated until it was paused when two large spore-like attachments in the remains appeared on screen.

"These are parasitic spores. And they-" The woman began.

"I-I'm sorry Doctor Graham. They're what?" Asked another man at the table.

"Parasitic spores." She replied.

"So those are also living things?" He asked.

"Yes, sir."

"So, are they plants? Fungus? Bugs? What?"

"We don't know for sure yet. We've only just managed to-"

"Didn't you crack that one open and take a look?"

"No." The deep voiced man interjected.

"Why not, Doctor Serizawa?" The man asked.

"The spores are radioactive. Dangerously so." Doctor Graham said.

"Why?"

"Because the creature whose skeleton you see is part of a super species which feeds on radiation. These parasites are the same in their feeding habits, but do so by siphoning it from the bodies of their hosts until there's nothing left." Serizawa replied.

"Doctor."

"Yes?"

"You said "feeds." As in present tense. Don't you mean "fed?" I mean, it is dead after all."

"No. You heard me correctly the first time." Serizawa rebutted.

"You mean to say there's another one of those things that left the skeleton out there?"

"Yes, sir." Graham replied.

Serizawa switched the projector from footage to a new still image. And audible breaths and gasps echoed around the table.

The image depicted a colossal reptilian in the middle of combat against a giant flying scorpion looking creature.

"What on God's green Earth?"

"Gentlemen. What you are seeing is-"

Suddenly, the door opened flooding the room with light and obscuring the image as everyone squinted against it.

"Doctor Serizawa! We've an emergency!"

Serizawa groaned and adjusted his glasses as he shut the projector off.

"My apologies, gentlemen. I will continue this presentation with you at a later time."

"Please excuse us." Graham added as the two of them left the room.

In a new meeting room, Serizawa was joined by several colleagues as footage of the Janjira Nuclear Plant's collapse played on the news.

"What happened?" Graham asked.

"The plant collapsed from anomalous seismic activity."

The two doctors looked to one another.

"You think it's…" Graham started.

Serizawa nodded solemnly.

"What, doctors?"

"The burst spore from the Philippines. We weren't able to find the creature that hatched from it. But we knew it would seek out sources of radiation to feed." Graham replied.

"So now we have a Nuclear Plant collapsing and creating a danger zone in Janjira because we misplaced a parasite?"

"That's a… Rather harsh way to put it." She stammered.

"In short, yes." Serizawa interjected. "We were unable to locate the creature. And we have every reason to believe that this incident is its doing."

"So what do we do?"

"That's obvious. We need to quarantine the area and evacuate the city. If there's a Titan, even a baby one, feeding on radiation then we need to get everyone out of there immediately." Said one of the military advisers present.

"I agree. MONARCH has situational authority regarding the Titans. And this incident being so close to the discovery of the mine collapse is our best evidence of Titan activity in a long time." Serizawa said.

"Okay. We'll give the evacuation order and start prepping for quarantine and locking down the plant."

"Thank you, everyone." Graham said.

The room dispersed, and the two doctors left on a helicopter to the nearest airport to catch a flight to Japan. On the flight, Serizawa sat near the window watching the ocean pass by beneath as Doctor Graham continued to review the body camera footage and the Janjira Plant collapse footage.

"Sensei?"

"Mm?"

"What do you think the danger level could be?"

"It's too early to say."

"But do you think it could be as dangerous as the Shinomura from the 50's?"

"Too early to say."

"I see. So then… Um…"

"Try to relax, Doctor Graham."

"I'm sorry, sensei. It's just this is so sudden. And right in the middle of a populated area."

"Yes. But panic is more dangerous than the Titan in that Plant. We need to remain calm and follow protocol to isolate and analyze it while it feeds. If it's anything like him, feeding time is when it's most passive."

"Yes, sensei."

"If we can contain it safely, then we can study it and figure out a way to force it into hibernation like the others."

"Of course."

A few moments of silence passed.

"Sensei?"

"Mm?"

"What about the men we were talking to earlier?"

"Don't worry about them. They will be briefed by other MONARCH staff later."

"Can they be trusted with the information on the Titans?"

"They were informed of the importance of the Titan's existence being kept secret, and MONARCH is now monitoring them closely. So it will be fine."

"Understood."

"For now, please continue to review the footage and whatever data our team sends us. Let me know if you find anything regarding the Titan's location."

"Yes, sensei."

Serizawa then closed his eyes and fell asleep while Doctor Graham continued combing through the images, recordings, and data sent to them as it developed. And one image came up over and over again.

"Some kind of call?" She mused as she analyzed the image of the same frequency response Joe Brody had been so focused on.