Chapter II: Godzilla Returns
:Tokyo, Japan:
Eric had remembered his exchange family saying something about them having drills set up for this kind of event. He was pretty sure they had, but it didn't look that way from his point of view.
People and students ran from the building, some crying, and some shouting about something called Gojira. He thought at first that maybe that was slang for fire or something of the sort. Yeah, he was an exchange student in Japan, but he didn't know too much of the language, he figured most people here would speak some English anyway, right? No, Samantha was the most efficient in Japanese out of the exchange group that was visiting. Outside of the building, people were screaming and running into the streets away from the industrial district. Wow, must be some big accident. Cool.
"Eric! Are you crazy!?" Samantha screamed at him, grabbing him by the shirt collar and dragging him behind her.
"What's going on? Is it a fire? Why's everyone running?" He hollered to her over the screaming mass of Japanese.
"Are you kidding?! It's Gojira!"
"Yeah, I know, but what's Gojira?"
There was a sudden thundering sound from the industrial district. Eric, now running on his own alongside of Samantha, looked back towards the explosion.
He saw it all right, over the tall buildings and the billowing black cloud that began to spread out around it.
"AHHH! It's Godzilla!"

:Antarctica:
The landscape was quiet again, the eerie quietness that only Antarctica can posses. It almost seemed as if nothing really did happen. Almost. There were still the enormous tracks left in the snow from the creature's feet and arms.
Aaron wanted to be sure. Besides, he promised Mike. Mike who nearly ran out into the freezing cold without gear on, Mike who said he'd rather die with his brother. Mike who said he'd take the beast on. Well, Mike hadn't seen the monster.
Leaving the vehicle running, Aaron stepped out into the freezing cold of Antarctica. The crumpled, metal remains of the drill truck were still visible, half buried in the snow. Next to the remains was an enormous hole where the creature had risen. Bits of frozen dirt and rock were thrown here and there. It was an ugly mess, and one that looked strange against the whiteness of the landscape.
A strong, cold breeze blew, and Aaron turned his back to it, hugging himself against the shivers. Blake didn't survive the monster's birth from the cold landscape, that was obvious. But here? How did it get here anyway, and what brought it to life all of a sudden from its frozen slumber? And yet another question; how long had it been in there?
Out of curiosity more than anything, Aaron walked to the edge of the crater, dropping to his stomach. Carefully, he leaned over the edge, suddenly gasping at what he saw.
Rock, dirt and snow had been pushed up and mixed on the sides of the crater walls, creating a sort of dirty snow crater. A very big snow crater. On the bottom was a strange, blue metallic substance like nothing he'd even seen before. It sparkled and shimmered even in the shadows that the wall created.
A shell... It looks like a shell.
It was a stupid idea, but by the time he caught himself in the act, it was too late.
Let's just hope curiosity doesn't kill this cat.
Sliding down the walls, Aaron made his way to the center of the crater. Once at the bottom, he cautiously made his way towards the blue stuff.
Down here, it was warmer, but not warm enough to cause the sweat that had begun to slide down his back. The walls blocked him from the roaring wind up above, also creating an eerie whistling sound above him. He was scared, oh yeah he was scared. His heart was trying to climb out his throat and back up the walls, his breath not that far behind. Slowly, almost slow enough to stop time, Aaron pulled off a glove, reached out to touch it...

:Tokyo, Japan:
"Oh, shit, Samantha. What are we s'pose to do?" Eric whispered to her, as if the king of monsters himself could hear his pathetic voice.
Samantha shook like a leaf beside him in the small ally. Eric couldn't tell if her head was shaking on its own or if it was following the rest of her body.
The thudding sounds increased as Godzilla made his way down the street behind the one they were on. Thud. Thud. Thud. It was the horrible beat to the march that ripped the sides of buildings off, broke water and power mains. The march that left nothing but Hell's destruction behind.
"I... you think maybe we shouldn't be in here?" Eric whispered, looking up the side of the walls, picturing them crumbing down on top of Samantha and him, crushing the very life from them.
No response from Samantha.
"With buildings falling down around us and everything. We should be somewhere else. I don't see anyone else on the streets." Turning, he grabbed her arm. "Samantha? C'mon now, snap out of it!" He continued to tug at her arm.
"I don't want to die, I don't want to die, I don't want to die." She chanted quietly, tears streaming down her face.
"Snap. Out. Of. It." He hissed, slapping her gently acrossed the face, just enough to get her attention.
It worked. Samantha gasped, looking up at Eric as if he'd just snuck up on her. "Eric, we're gunna die. We're gunna die in Japan!"
"No we won't." He growled back, finally able to drag her out into the streets. Oh, I so hope we won't at least.
Then she screamed.
Godzilla had made his way right behind their building, visible as soon as they'd exited the ally's shadows. Visible, up close. Way up close.
Too up close for me.
Yanking a screaming and crying Samantha behind him, Eric continued to run, run away from the tall buildings that lined the streets of Tokyo, away from the dark nuclear monstrosity behind them.
With the sound of a hundred bombs, a hundred claps of thunder that vibrated his entire being, the king of monsters roared, long, low, and deep.
Both Eric and Samantha hit the pavement, halfway acrossed the street, to cover their ears, screaming. Even with his hands over his ears, Eric could still feel the powerful roar working at his brain, threatening to tear it apart, ripping at his insides in the process.
Eric could barely hear someone call out to him in Japanese.
Looking up, he saw a man dressed in a Japanese military uniform waving at them, motioning for them to follow.
Nodding, the two teens ignored the behemoth behind them, running with their savior to a small military style jeep.
the man yelled at them over the roar of the jeeps engine and Godzilla.
"Playing hide-a-seek with Godzilla." Eric muttered sarcastically, wiping sweat off his brow with a sleeve, watching the building they had been hunkered down next to slowly crumble. Godzilla was just too wide for the streets. He was making his own.
Samantha replied for him in Japanese, tears still streaming from her eyes.
"Jeez, the white skin and non-slanted eyes didn't tip him off."
Samantha shot him an annoyed look.
the military man nodded, tearing down the empty streets at what seemed like 100 miles an hour.
Eric was loving it. Forget about Godzilla close enough to blast them into oblivion, and it was an awesome ride. Samantha seemed to be thinking otherwise by the look of her knuckles turning white as she clung to the seat.
Samantha asked the man as the jeep roared over a small pile of debris left from a building knocked over by Godzilla's tail.
"Duh, I'm thinking military."
He said, keeping his eyes on the road ahead.

"Yeah, they're the branch of military responsible for Godzilla research and developmental weapons."
"Weapons? Like nukes?"
"Sheesh, for an expert in the Japanese culture, you sure don't know a lot about Godzilla." Eric shook his head. "Nukes'll only increase his strength."
"Sheesh, for such an expert of G Force, you didn't even know Gojira meant Godzilla, huh?" She muttered back.
Takahashi nodded.
Both teens were shocked by the fact that he had understood their conversation.
"So, where are we headed?" Eric asked after Samantha had translated for him, watching as Godzilla moved past them in the other direction.

Samantha let out a small whimpering sound, barely audible over the roar of the jeep and Godzilla. Eric, on the other hand, suddenly grinned with joy.
Cool. Way cool.