(Chapter 2: Sam moves to Georgia, a new monster discovered?)

Ford Brody and Sam Brody were riding down the road through Tampa, trying to get as far away as they could from the motel and the service station in which had a small shootout not too long ago.

"You had no fucking business coming in there and running the risk of getting yourself killed!" Ford screamed, scolding his son for running the risk of dying within the service station, even though his young man had managed to gun down both of the criminal.

"Dad, I'm only trying to protect you from getting hurt." Sam said in an aggressive manner, slightly raising his voice but not into a scream.

"I don't need protection, I'm a former general to a group that defends others from giant monsters.." Ford growled between his teeth, this caused Sam to snap.

"You DO need protection, you've let yourself go way too much!" Sam raised his voice loud into an aggressive yell, Ford was filled with anger and continued to fire back at his own son.

"Yell at me again, and I'm smacking the shit out of you." Ford growled coldly, giving Sam a wide eyed stare of rage. Sam's heart sank at hearing those words, something he never thought his father would say to him.

"Dad.."

"Yell at me again, and I'm smacking the shit out of you!" Ford barked again, causing his son to go silent.

There was a long pause, Sam not even looking at his father as he felt the urge to cry. Trying to fight his tears from coming out of his eyes, while he was enraged at the words his father used against him, he still couldn't help but feel bad for how low the two of them had stooped in the father and son relationship.

"Dad, I'm just trying to be like you. Back up in North Dakota, I was doing target practice and everything. When we were down at Outpost 54 a year ago, it was one of the first times I had ever been inside of such a facility. My depression was cured for a limited amount of time being with other people I can look up to." Sam finally spoke up, Ford, although still annoyed and angry, sighed.

"Son, I don't want you putting your life in danger as long as I'm around. As long as I'm alive and kicking, no matter how far gone I am, the love for you will always be there. As long as I remain on this Earth, I'll do whatever it takes to destroy the ones that aim to hurt you. That includes making sure you keep yourself far from danger," Ford explained looking over at his son, Sam had a warm smile on his face, but it wasn't a bright and happy one, it was a half smile at most.

"You're the only thing of my family that I have left, my mother and father are gone, taken from me at a young age. When I met your mother, I was the happiest man I thought I could never be. When you were born, it was the greatest gift I was given ever in my life. The night you were born, I could tell that the stars had aligned just for you, I could see that desire of a soldier in your eyes. That takes me back to how you're all I've got left, son. I don't know what I would do with no other family members alive with me." Ford finished, now fighting the urge to weep.

Sam's heart was warmed by his father's words, his smile slightly bigger than before. There was another long pause, both trying to get back into a calm and relaxed state as they continued to drive around.

"How about we go up to Georgia? My girlfriend is up there and you did have a good bond with her father." Sam asked with a suggestion, causing Ford to chuckle some.

"Sure, let's find another hotel or motel first and then I'll try to find a way there." Ford answered, getting a "yes" out of his son as he pumped his fist in satisfaction.

(Jayanti River, India)

Mark Russel and Madison Russel were within West Bengal, India. At the site of the Jayanti River, a small village had sprung up from the ground in that area. Composed of locals who had ties to ancient Indian civilizations, a huge majority having Vedic society ancestors from the Vedic Period. Not only were Mark and Madison Russel located at the river, but Monarch officials and scientists were also there as well.

Monarch had been called by the Indian government to investigate potential titan radiation within the area of the Jayanti River, Madison Russel springing into action at the first sign. She had gained loads of respect for titans and developed a huge interest in studying the hollow earth and other things related to these gigantic mysterious beings that roamed our planet. Mark Russel, being the careful father he was, traveled to India with Madison.

Madison was within her early twenties now, the Russel family had taken a huge absence from Monarch but after Godzilla purged the world of The Gryphon, all seemed to be extremely calm. This would prompt the Russel family to return to activity in Monarch, happy to return while Mark Russel seemed a bit reluctant at first, he gradually got used to it once more.

The Monarch scientists had been there for a few hours before Madison and Mark Russel arrived and they had made a notable find. A strange metal that wasn't of Earthly origin, it was stronger than any material found on the above world and the very few materials they happened to find in the hollow earth. This strange material was not the material in which the sagoths used for their shields and swords, which debunked the early theory that this material was of sagoth origin.

Madison was digging with a shovel, picking at the ground. A decent pile of it had been thrown to the side. The young woman was picking up quite a sweat as she continuously dug and picked at the hard sediment now.

Mark Russel approached from behind, watching his daughter go to town on the dirt as sweat dripped from her nose and plunged down onto the hard sediment.

"Need some water? it looks like you've been running a marathon." Mark asked with a smug grin, Madison turned around and shook her head "no" with a few deep breaths.

Mark squinted as the sun flashed into his eyes from some type of metallic rock on the ground, Madison turned around and seen the rock as well. She started to dig around it, as well as pick at it to see if it would break, it didn't. When her shovel struck against the metallic rock, it made a loud "ting" noise that echoed.

She got up and pressed the shovel into the ground next to it, and pressed her shoe down on the shovel hard as she went to dig in deep and jerk the rock out of the ground. This would prove to be a mistake as the very small crater she had made by consistent digging, imploded in on itself, Madison screamed as she plummeted down. The soft pile of dirt and gravel in which she had thrown out sliding back in with her, breaking her fall to some degree. What really broke her fall and allowed her to receive no damage even though she had fell a good fifteen feet down, was some pool of water.

"Maddie!" Mark called out as he looked into the cavern in which his grown daughter had fell in, locals and Monarch scientists, and officials, gathered around the cavern to see if she was okay. Enough sunlight poured in for them to easily see her.

"Urgh, damn.." Maddie groaned in pain as she sat up, dusting herself off. She glanced around and noticed that the pool of water she had fell in, seemed to be carved into the wall. She turned around to see on the wall behind her was a statue of some type of lion like creature. Bearing a resemblance to the "Shisa" creature, yet it was somewhat different.

"What in the world?" Madison thought to herself, had she fell into an ancient bunker of some kind?

"Maddie, are you alright!?" Mark called out, Madison looked up and nodded her head. She looked to her right after climbing out of the warm spring in which was some sort of pool to see an entrance of some type of passageway.

"Hey, I think you guys may wanna come and check this out.." Madison suggested, the people looking down into the cavern noticed the pool of water and holes in the wall with iron bars over them, must have been a place where fires were once lit.

A rope was thrown down into the cavern and some of the scientists along with Mark Russel, descended to join Madison. There was two entryways within this cavern, one of them in which lead down, the other one leading straight.

"Which way should we go?" Madison asked to her father as he examined the small shisa resembling artifact, picking it off of the slab in which it was sitting on.

"We shouldn't go down, that's for sure. How about we take the one that leads straight?" Mark suggested, Madison nodded her head. A scientist would lead the way with a high powered flashlight.

Once the small group of people walked around fifty feet into this tunnel, they could hear a soft sound of running water falling into a pool. They walked faster and eventually found themselves in another underground complex. Attached to the wall was a faucet in which was shaped like the shisa artifact with the water pouring from the mouth of the faucet. The water falling into another man made pool in which was carved into the wall and floor as well.

Within the chamber was a pillar made out of rock in the center of the room, there seemed to be a table made out of the stone within this underground chamber as well. On the far side of the room was a large hole carved into the wall resembling a pizza oven, on the other side of the room appeared to be another structure in the shape of a bar or what seemed to be shaped like a bar at that.

On the wall behind the counter was a large carving of what appeared to be none other than Godzilla! Except, he seemed to be depicted wearing some kind of armor of sorts on his body. He was also depicted spewing his atomic breath at a multi armed creature. There was another carving on the wall on another side of the room as well, it seemed to be a carving of sagoth people at war with some sort of unknown ancient people of the hollow earth.

"My God, where are we?" Mark asked as he turned to one of the locals, the local shrugged his shoulders, having no idea that this was here.

"Has to be the hollow earth, and if this is to be the case, then it is a city closest to the surface, perhaps this leads deeper into the ground!" Madison exclaimed with excitement in her voice.

"Well, we aren't going deeper into the ground as of yet, missy. I don't want to risk us getting killed by God knows what is down there." Mark admonished his daughter's thoughts about traveling into the depths of the Earth.

"Oh come on now, dad, we can go just one more floor deeper." Madison complained in a playful way, Mark rolled his eyes with an annoyed groan.

"Uhh, fine." Mark sighed, the group continued to move further down into the ancient complexes of a forgotten hollow earth nation. Once they reached the bottom of the stone stairs after proceeding through the room they were just in, they came into what appeared to be a temple!

They were standing in the nave of the ancient temple, as they looked around, they noticed it had two apses. On these apses were engravings and carvings of titans in which Monarch hadn't discovered yet, and of course, Godzilla was seen on the carvings as well. On the ground before the apses was ancient furniture and some type of baptismal font, or something along the lines of a baptismal font.

There was seating platforms scattered around here and there, with parts of the large room being destroyed or clattered in the way it wasn't originally designed. There was a massive hole in the wall, leading into living spaces. Nature seemed to have reclaimed the living spaces with several stalactites and stalagmites growing up from the cave floor and down from the cave ceiling.

"Okay, have you had your fun yet? Maddie?" Mark Russel asked, Madison shook her head and the group left. Several pictures being captured and notes being wrote down on a paper and clipboard as they all left. Mark taking the shisa statue with him, as they all left, from within the abysmal darkness of the long forgotten living spaces came two sagoths, hiding within the black, stalking them..

"Ya know, this statue here, going off the track record of all the titan engravings, carvings, and artifacts depicting them. I'm keen to believe that this dog lion looking thing is a monster these ancient people worshiped at one point in time, I'm also keen to believe that they've got that thing locked up somewhere down in these chambers." Mark said, wondering about the shisa artifact he held within his arms.

As he continued to examine the artifact, he flipped it over to see some type of chip attached to the bottom of it. A glowing blue chip, he picked at it and dug at it using his fingernails but it just wouldn't come off. He believed it to be a cause for concern, and he was right to be concerned of it..

"Hey, what is this thing on the bottom of this statue?" Mark asked, showing it off to the locals. The locals again shrugged their shoulders, Mark rolled his eyes.

"Of for God's sake, you all have been living here for a few weeks, I know that, but you all came from a small tribe in the jungle that has traces to ancient cities. Do any of you know anything!?" Mark asked aggressively, getting several mean looks from the locals.

"The chief and his daughter may know something, the daughter is a priestess." One of the locals said calmly, containing his anger from Mark's words.

"Good, I'd like to have a word with them. I'm very confused as to what is going on around us all that we've got no clue of." Mark said, happy to know that somebody possibly knew the past of this general area.

(That night)

Sam Brody awoke from his slumber, he and his father managed to find a hotel within the city of Tallahassee, Florida. Close enough to Georgia, Ford and Sam had been staying there for quite a few hours as of now. Ford slept on a pullout couch within the room and Sam slept in the bedroom, it was Ford's choice to sleep on the couch.

Sam happened to hear sexual moaning coming from the part of the room in which Ford was "sleeping" in, when he sat up in bed, he was cloaked in the darkness of the bedroom. The light of the television giving him enough light for him to see his father's face, a case of beer sat on the floor. A box of tissues sat on the stool next to the couch, leaning against the lamp in which had been knocked over, probably because of a drunken rage from Ford while Sam was fast asleep.

Sam could see a lump beneath the sheets moving up and down, up and down, near Ford's crotch area. He also noticed a bottle of lotion sitting next to his father on the pullout couch, the sexual moaning and grunts continued coming from the television.

"Oh, you've got to be fucking kidding. First an alcoholic, now my dad is going to be addicted to porn.." Sam thought to himself, anger immediately boiled within him and this was his limit with his dad.

From several instances of drunken rage and stupors to two to three cases of beverage all gone within a days time for several months, to a case of drunk driving. A few fights breaking out with the police getting involved, Sam loved his father with all of his heart, but he wasn't going to see his father stoop lower than he was becoming.

"I've had enough of this bullshit.." Sam thought in his head as he got up from bed, heading into the kitchen part of the room to get a drink of water to refresh himself. He glanced back at the television, his father was still masturbating to the erotic film on the television. Sam clenched his fists in anger and noticed a chair sitting by the table.

"This is for your own good." Sam thought, picking up the chair and getting a running start towards the television. With a scream of rage, he swung the chair hard into it, turning the screen black and shattering the screen with a loud bang.

"What the hell was that for!?" Ford screamed as he pulled up his boxer briefs, slamming his fist on the pullout couch, a rusty spring shooting out of the sheets.

"For your own good dad, that's what it was for!" Sam screamed back at his father as he got up from the couch.

"I'm not going to see you get too far gone, I don't even know if you've reached that point yet but you need to go to therapy or do something!" Sam screamed.

"Keep yelling at me, boy. I'm gonna beat your ass!" Ford yelled as loud as he could, his voice breaking as his face turned red from rage and a vein bulged out on his head.

"I will keep yelling at you! Go to some fucking therapy!" Sam screamed as his father, in a fit of rage, picked up the chair, and hurled it at his own son, Sam dodged it and left out the door, sprinting down the hall towards the elevator.

Ford gave chase and once Sam looked over his shoulder as he ran, he seen his father darting after him. Sam fought the urge to cry as he looked over the guardrail. The room he and his father were in was on the very first floor, it was low enough to the ground that he could land and possibly do a roll to avoid injury. As his father got closer, Sam decided he wouldn't risk injury.

Sam went down the stairs by utilizing the banister as a slide until he reached the bottom, where he slid off of the banister, landing on his feet. The adult son of Ford Brody rushed towards the car, his father had left the keys in the car by mistake, as he stooped further and further lower, Ford continuously made mistakes as his mental health was deteriorating.

"Don't you get in that car, Sam!" Ford shouted as he made his way down the stairs. It was too late, as Sam put the car in ignition and switched the gear from park into reverse, he began to back up from the hotel.

"Come back to me when you've received your fill from the filth your drowning in!" Sam screamed, his voice breaking into a whimper as he sped down the road. Leaving his father without a car to ride in...

"Dammit!" Ford screamed as he seen the tail-lights of his son's car slowly fade away in the lighting of the city as it got further and further away. Sam would be heading to Savannah, Georgia, to meet up with Destanee somewhere.

A defeated Ford Brody retreated back up into his hotel room, heading off to bed after blowing his load to a erotic adult's film on television..

(Jayanti River village, India)

Mark Russel and Madison Russel sat in the house of the priestess and her father. Both of the head villagers claimed that they had retained the memory of their ancestors and knew more about the land they walked on than any other person native to India or in this area of India anyway.

"So I've got this statue here, what is this? I'm asking because I've seen several hieroglyphics of titans, statues of titans, carvings and engravings of titans, is this a titan?" Mark asked with a chuckle, the priestess nodded with a warm smile.

"It is indeed a titan, we call him King Caesar..."