Chapter 2: Return of Michael; boy and kaijuologist
Tuesday March 23rd 7:04 P.M
G-Force Base, Forty Miles outside of Kyoto
Within the large structure that was the headquarters of the world-famous kaijuologist team G-Force, all four members sat in the main computer room doing whatever studying or work they needed to get done. G-Force as said was a team of kaijuologists who devoted their lives to studying the dangerous, huge, yet amazing giant monsters called kaiju (giant monster) in Japan. Their base was a large structure that could hold hundreds of people, and have close to that amount live in it. It had several bedrooms, a kitchen, a few living rooms, a large archives and few smaller ones, three computer rooms, numerous dormitories and studies, a large garage fro the vehicles, a medical room, a study room for chemistry and kaiju bloods, compounds and liquids and many, many more. Truly such a team of only four that lived in such an amazing place was grand.
The first of the group was a young man named Eric, who was actually from America. He was born in Illinois, and then moved to Japan at age eighteen. He joined G-Force when he was twenty-two, and was now there for five years as he was now twenty-seven years old. He was a nicely sized man, exactly six foot, and with a good build. His hair was a light black color, and spiked out at front downwards.
The next was Amy, who was the only female of the team. She too was born in America, though in Maine, and moved to Japan at twenty. Right now she was twenty six, and had joined G-Force when she was twenty-one. She stood at about five-foot nine, and was quite beautiful. Her hair was a dark brown and slightly stringy, and went down to a little bit past her shoulders.
Takao was the third member. He was Japanese, born and raised in Tokyo. He joined G-Force when he was about twenty-four, and was right now twenty-nine. Like Eric he was taller and nicely built, except he was a tad bit shorter than Eric, at about five foot eleven. He had hair that was a jet black color, and was slightly parted in the middle. Takao wore glasses, which showed off his handsome brown eyes very well.
The final member was the big, gruff, tough and rough Akira. He too was born in Japan, except in Okinawa and not Tokyo. He was a very muscular man, and stood at a massive six foot five. His hair was also jet black, and very long, but he chose to wear it in a pony tail. Akira was right now thirty four years of age, and joined G-Force when he was twenty eight.
As they continued their work they kept up conversation to both pass the time and make their tasks more enjoyable, and as usual it was working. Right now they were conversing about the certain person who would soon be a new member of G-Force...
"Man I can't wait until Michael gets here, it'll be great to see the kid again" Eric said aloud.
"I gotta agree with ya, I've got some research on Gorosaurus I'd like him to help me with" Takao added. Amy smirked as he glanced at Takao out of the corner of her eye.
"And the reason one of us can't help you is...?" she questioned. Takao smirked himself, and spun around in his chair to face Amy.
"Because I wanna give the kid something to do when he gets here, it'll be great for him to right away get to work on a research project" the Japanese man explained. Eric sighed happily as he reclined on his chair and put his hands behind his head.
"Yeah, work's gonna be pretty cool now with him around..." the young man stated. There was a bit of silence then, before the other member of G-Force spoke.
"Oh bah!!" Akira actually yelled, startling the other members. "I don't see what's so great about this kid, he'll probably just get in the way or mess something up" Takao had a face of disappointment on his face.
"Now how can you say that Akira?" he asked, "we all know Michael's a mature, responsible kid" Amy then looked at her watch.
"Well grumpy over there won't get proven wrong if the kid has no one to meet him when he gets here. I'm headin' out to greet him, be back in a few minutes" the girl spoke, and with that threw a furry gray coat on and left the room. Akira looked up once she was gone.
"No! For the sake of G-Force Amy don't go!" he shouted. Takao chuckled.
"Jeez, it won't be that bad Akira. After all with him around we'll feel younger" the man explained.
"Yeah, and I figured you'd be the happiest about that..." Eric remarked. Takao instantly burst out into a chortle as Akira's eyes flared and as he gritted his teeth in ire.
Even though it was a bit past seven o'clock, the land was still a bit bright down sough in Japan. The sky was a darker smoke tone, and the grey clouds and fog covered up a good deal of it. By this kind of sky you'd think it'd rain soon, and according to the weather-men that was case for that evening and night. A cold wind blew across the area, chilling Amy as she stood with her hands in her coat pockets on the landing site. She tried to spot some kind of flying air-craft that might've been carrying Michael, though she really couldn't spot anything in the sky this evening.
Michael was a twelve year old boy who was very fond of kaiju all his life, born and raised in Buffalo New York. Sadly though, his parents died in a car accident when he was only six years old. He was sent to live at a kaijuology research lab in Albany, where he worked with the other kaijuologists and his distant relative. Michael met everyone in G-Force even Akira a few months before when they visited the lab. Everyone on the crew liked him, except Akira, though he really had no opinion of the lad. A couple weeks ago then, it was decided that he should be on G-Force, and within a second of reading the invitation, Michael prepared to join the most famous kaijuology study team in the entire world.
As she continued watching, Amy soon spotted a green helicopter slowly begin to descend down near the base on the landing site. The young woman simply smiled. As the wind blew all around her, the helicopter landed a few meters from her, and within seconds Michael opened the door and hopped out of the air-craft, a suitcase in hand and his book bag on his back. He seemed to be at the height of five-foot exact, with decently long brown hair and hazel eyes, and a body that must've weighed only a bit more than eighty pounds. He looked back at the pilot of the helicopter.
"Hey thanks! See ya!" the boy said, and with that the pilot smiled and nodded, and then took off again. Michael then looked forward, and his eyes lit up when he saw who was in front of him. "Amy!" he exclaimed in a jovial tone. The young woman smiled.
"Hey Michael!" she said back, instantly the boy ran over to her, and soon they two embraced each other in a warm, friendly hug. "It's great to see you!" Amy spoke as she looked down at Michael, still holding him in her arms.
"Same here! I've so happy to see you all again!" the boy replied, keeping up his hug too.
"Then come on inside, you'll love it!" Amy explained, and with that the two let go of their embrace, and began to walk over to the base together.
A little while later, when the sky had grown even darker and thunder boomed all around the land, Michael stood in his bedroom inside the G-Force base looking all around at how he could set up everything. It seemed though that all was fine, the bed was in a perfect spot, there was a bookshelf with a stunning sepia hue, a fine desk with several drawers and a rather new computer sitting atop it, a couple finely hewn tables, and windows that contained a wonderful view of the scenic area. It was the perfect kind of room for the lad.
"Now to get to work..." Micahel said to himself, and with that bent down as he opened up his book bag and suitcase, each one half filled with luxuries rather than clothes, medicines or hygiene preservers. Smirking, he pulled out three wall scrolls from his suitcase, and looked over at the one wall. He was in luck. Six sturdy nails were halfway entrenched into the wall, perfect for him to use to hang up the scrolls. He went over to the first pair, and carefully set up one of Vash the Stampede from the Anime "Trigun". The next pair he set up one of Kenshin, Yahiko, Kouru, Sanosuke and the rest of the gang from the Anime "Rurouni Kenshin" Then on the final pair of nails he put up a wall scroll of Inuyasha, Kagome, Miroku, Sango and the rest of the cast from "Inuyasha" Giving a quick smile at the three, he then rummaged threw his book bag, where the upper-half of his body soon emerged to be loaded with all kinds of books. Though, they weren't no fantasy or science books, but instead Manga, or the form of Japanese comic books. Going over to his bookshelf, he began to vigilantly stack them together. The boy had all kinds of manga, ranging from Gundam Seed, Inuyasha, Rurouni Kenshin, Cowboy Bebop, Berserk, Sailor Moon, and even the famous Dragon Ball. "Heh, I guess blowing that hundred yen at that manga store was a good idea after all..." Michael spoke to himself in his head. As he continued, he could hear someone running over to his room, and before long the door flew open and Takao popped in.
"Michael! You gotta get downstairs to the communications room, we've got a problem!" he exclaimed. Michael had instantaneously turned his attention to him and quickly placed all his manga down as he ran out of his room right behind Takao.
"Already? Jeez I'm here for barely an hour and already trouble comes up..." the boy responded as the two dashed down the hallways.
"We just a message from the Prime Minister, he's talking to the others on the communication screen right now, but he wants all of us to be there for something important as he says" Takao explained. Michael gulped as his eyes bugged out.
"This can't be good..." the boy mumbled. Before long the two came to the communications room, where Amy, Eric and Akira stood before a large screen with the Prime Minister of Japan on it, looking rather grim. He seemed to be a middle-aged man, with a bit of an older-looking face, and short black hair. Amy spotted Michael and Takao out of the corner of his eye.
"Alright sir, what's wrong?" she asked. The Prime Minister seemed to pause before he answered, as if he was reluctant to speak.
"You all probably know the unidentified flying object that attacked Hokkaido today, the one that created massive fires and destroyed the electrical towers. Well, it was seen again flying extremely high in the skies a couple hours ago by a group of research helicopters. One of them managed to snap a picture of it with a heat-sensory photo. I am regretful to say now that it's not really "unidentified" anymore. Take a look at the picture and I think you might know what I'm implying" the leader of Japan annotated. With that then the screen split it half, the right side revealing a black picture of a colorful object in the middle that the members of G-Force forthwith recognized. Amy gasped.
"No way...is that what I really think it is?" she questioned aloud. Takao seemed just as taken aback.
"I...it's...impossible...there's no way there could be another..." the Japanese man stammered. Akira seemed rather serious, though not shocked.
"No doubt about it, that's a Rodan..." he simply stated. The Prime Minister continued.
"Indeed, it was flying over the northern region of Honshu now at about six o'clock, it stayed very high in the sky though, so no damage was caused, but this cannot be let go. I'll have information sent to you guys as soon as possible so you can get right to work" the man said. Michael seemed petrified in fright as his eyes bugged out and he actually shook.
"My...my helicopter...flew right over...that area....I could've died!!" he suddenly exclaimed. Eric merely smirked through all of this.
"Heh, well work's gonna be a lot more fun now..." the young man stated.