(Work building, Tokyo city: 3:56pm: June 8th, 1996)
They arrived at a building where the military was preparing to attack the army of shokilas' that were heading their way. The helicopter landed on top of the building on a helicopter pad. Once they landed; Shota and Yumi got out and were escorted to the top floor where a military general was speaking on what to do. Shota rushed to him.
"We have to find Godzilla!" Shota shouted. "There's going to be a monster, a very huge monster that is coming towards Tokyo, and it's following the shokilas' towards the mainland! Godzilla is the only thing that can stop it!"
The general hushed him, bringing his hand up. "What're you talking about, kid? We have everything under control. Those shokilas' are enough of pests to this city already. The last thing we need is Godzilla adding damage by stomping through Tokyo like he did a few months ago."
Shota gave up, and Yumi followed him to the window. He could see the shokilas' advancing now, taking over the city, slowly but surely. Yumi took Shota's hand, and he looked over to her.
"Do you think we will make it?" she said, staring out into the darkening sky.
Shota looked out with her, and said, "Yes. I know it may seem like the end, but I know we'll make it."
She looked over to him. "But all those dying people…"
Shota stopped her, "I said 'we' will make it." His eyes moved closer to hers, but just then, the military general moved over to them, and said, "Shota, that's your name, right?"
Shota reached out and shook his hand. "Um, yes. Why?"
The general said, "Well, can you tell me anymore about this monster you found? Looks like we will need Godzilla after all."
(Bikini Atoll: 4:37pm: June 8th, 1996)
The sea was quiet, and the sun was still setting; the water calm, and the bright, burning sun coming down, descending into the island ahead. The calm silence was interrupted by a faint buzzing noise, as two fighter jets came roaring across the ocean.
"Is this our destination?" one of the pilots asked the other.
"Yeah, our primary target is just ahead." All of a sudden, a large, cargo ship was following the jets.
"Captain! We are approaching the Bikini Atoll," said a young man in a white sailor's suit; he had just walked into the captain's room.
The captain looked straight ahead at the island. "Are the radiator tanks working?" he asked.
"Yes," the young man replied, "there's no way Godzilla won't notice them."
The captain smiled. "Very good," he said, keeping his eye on the island.
The two fighter jets approached the island, and began to navigate through the mountains, searching for Godzilla.
"I've spotted him!" one of them called out. "Dead ahead, sixty meters."
They closed in on Godzilla, who seemed to be sleeping, leaning against a hill.
"Fifty meters, forty…"
They were lowering their jets down, holding on to their joysticks nervously.
"… Twenty-five, twenty, fifteen…"
Their muscles tensed, the pilots were neck-and-neck. One pilot looked at the other, and then one of them said, "…Fire!"
They pushed the red buttons on the front of their joysticks, and all at once, eight missiles went zooming towards Godzilla. The pilots pulled up, and turned back around. Once the missiles hit Godzilla, he awoke quickly, roaring with pain and anger. He jolted up, and turned his head to see the fighter jets flying away. He lowered his head, then let out a large bellow. He then began to step forward, making his way to the edge of the island.
Within minutes, he had lumbered onto the beach. "There he is, Captain!" the young sailor boy said.
"I see him," said the captain, looking Godzilla right in the eye. "Turn the ship around!" he ordered, "Let Godzilla follow the scent!"
As the ship slowly turned off its current course, Godzilla stumbled into the sea, following the ship with a slow, daunting pace.
"Is he going to attack us, captain?" the sailor boy asked.
"No," the captain replied. "He wouldn't dare destroy this precious energy he's after." He looked down at his wristwatch. "Let's just hope he doesn't catch up to us before we reach the mainland."
(Tokyo, Japan: 5:35pm: June 8th, 1996)
As the sky began to darken, Yumi looked out the window, watching the devastation start to die down. Shota walked over to her.
"What are you thinking about?" he asked, looking out the window with her.
"I don't know. It just seems strange."
Shota looked at her. "What is it?" he asked.
"Well, I haven't seen any shokilas' scurrying along the ground since an hour ago. I wonder where they could be…"
Shota looked outside, wondering the same thing. Then he looked up, as if he had come up with a solution to her question.
"I think I've got it!" he said.
Yumi quickly turned her head to him. "What?"
"Well," he said, pacing back and forth by the window, "Do you remember what Mr. Morohita said, about the 'final solution?' Anyway, he said that it was a series of tunnels snaking to the core of the city. If I'm correct, he wants them to colonize there."
Yumi started to understand. "Yes," she said. "The shokilas specimen we were studying was carrying pieces of fresh meat into the 'play tunnels,' as if an ant would."
They looked at each other, and understood now what was going on. "They are going to…colonize underground."
A look of shock came over their faces. "We need to tell the general." Shota said, running into a conference room where the general was.
He slammed the door open. "General! The shokilas' aren't sea lice at all! They've become their own species!"
The general stood up. "Whoa, there. What're you talking about, kid?"
Shota tried to catch his breath. He raised his hand for silence. "Listen, the shokilas' are colonizing underground, just as ants would." He walked over to an easel. It had a picture on it showing where to attack the shokilas', if they ever reappeared above ground. He took the paper on the easel, and swung a new piece over it, and began writing on it, explaining his theory.
"You see, the shokilas' have been thriving off Godzilla for years, like most lice would. However, this new lice isn't really acting like a lice at all."
The general watched patiently, and Shota continued.
"The reason for this, is because some have possibly lived after falling off Godzilla, and making their own environment. The only way to do this, is if they were to form a group, and find a new solution to living in one area." He was drawing a series of tunnels, showing how they would thrive on the ocean floor without Godzilla.
"What's your point in all this, Shota?" the general asked.
"Well," Shota continued, "My point is that these shokilas' are the same ones that live under the ocean floor in groups, and now, for some reason, their homes have been ruined, and they are searching for a new place to colonize…somewhere where there is plenty of hiding space." Shota pointed outside. The general turned to the window, then to him.
"Are you saying that-
"Yes," Shota interrupted, "the shokilas' are going to colonize here, and the reason they are nowhere to be found, is because they are colonizing underground as we speak."
The general was shocked. "But, how do you know they are…?"
Shota interrupted again. "Because Mr. Morohita, the lead scientist at the Tokyo Scientific Research Facility, has designed a network of tunnels underground that lead to a giant dome underneath the center of the city. How do I know this? Have your men go down in the sewers, down by the tunnels that are yellow. They'll find all of them down there."
The general couldn't speak. "I-I can't believe it," he muttered, sitting nervously down in his chair. "Anything else you know about them?"
"Well," Shota continued, "We believe that-
Yumi, who now spoke up to the general, interrupted Shota. "We believe that the giant monster we spotted, following the shokilas' to the surface earlier, was their leader. However we don't know if it was the queen."
The general got up. "How sure are you that this 'giant shokilas' isn't the queen?"
Yumi thought for a moment, then said, "Because, the queen usually doesn't follow behind a group of its colony. It is usually waiting back at its previous home, being protected by a small group of its own kind that didn't leave with the colony. When the colony finds a new spot, one drone is sent back to report it to the queen, and then is aided to the new location. So, my guess is that this one is either a mutated drone, or the king. Luckily, the king isn't usually as dangerous as the queen."
The general looked at everyone in the room. He then said, "I want our men to search the tunnels. If what you two say is true, then I want the soldiers to take plastic explosives with them. We are going to blast those suckers up to the sky."
Shota was shocked. "But what if the blast brings the center of Tokyo down? Wouldn't the explosives destroy the dome? Bringing the floor of the city down?" The general looked outside, and then back to Shota.
"It'll be fine," he said.
Just then, a man in a Lieutenant's uniform came into the room. He had a worried look on his face. "General Harusho, the giant shokilas has just arrived on land, and is heading towards Tokyo."
General Harusho had the same look on his face as the lieutenant, and said, "Quickly, send out the tanks, the jets, the maser cannons, I want everything we've got out there."
(Tokyo Bay: 5:53pm: June 8th, 1996)
The cargo ship carrying the radioactive capacitors was closing in on the harbor, with Godzilla following right behind.
"Godzilla is twenty meters away and closing in, sir!" said one of the sailors. The captain looked ahead, at the harbor where he prepared to dock.
"We need time to get off the ship!" the sailor said. The captain paid no attention. Another sailor entered the room.
"Now fifteen meters, captain! We need to get our men out of here!"
The captain quickly turned around. "Don't let off the safety boats! They won't have a chance under Godzilla's weight." The sailor looked desperately at the other, then back at the captain.
"But sir-
"They won't be able to escape Godzilla if they go out in those safety boats…This is all we can do."
The sailors said nothing, and the captain turned back around. "Come and get us." He said, watching Godzilla out a rear mirror.
Godzilla was trampling heavily behind the ship, chomping his massive jaws down with the hunger for the radiation-filled ship. They were now entering the dock, and the captain turned the ship, sharply to the right, to dock it. Godzilla was only twelve meters away now, and the ship had come to a halt.
"Everyone off deck! Everyone off deck!" the captain ordered, as millions of sailors jumped into the ocean, not even taking the safety boats. As the captain and a group of sailors ran onto the dock, they turned around to see Godzilla within ten feet of the ship.
"My god…" the captain said.
Shota and Yumi were watching out the window again, and they heard the sound of Godzilla's roar, and then an explosion came from the harbor. Smoke was rising, and that's when they knew.
Godzilla had returned.
Just then, the lieutenant approached general Harusho, saying that the giant shokilas had descended underground, and that it was last seen at the beach.
"Will Godzilla save us?" Yumi asked, looking up to Shota.
"I don't know," he said, looking down. "He's never helped us before, but I'm sure he will. He has to."
(Tokyo Underground subway station: 6:12pm: June 8th, 1996)
It was dark and murky in the damp train station. As the soldiers walked down the railroad tracks, they could hear a faint, squeaking sound.
"What was that?" one of them asked. The lead soldier put his hand up, halting the others to stop. The sound was the high-pitched squeal of a shokilas. The soldier cocked a shotgun, and ordered the rest of the soldiers to prepare their flame-throwers. They advanced forward, into the darkness.
One of the soldiers in the back heard one of his buddies make a strangling sound. He looked back, and he was gone. One by one, soldiers were disappearing as strange shapes fell from the ceiling, landing on them. The lead soldier looked up, and, using a flashlight strapped to his shotgun, looked up to the ceiling.
He gasped. There were millions of shokilas' covering the ceiling, and as the soldier screamed one fell right on his face. He was dead. He had fallen on a surviving soldier, who was laying on the ground in panic, and turned the leading soldier over him. His face had been sucked dry by the shokilas, which was still clinging to the soldier's face.
The soldier on the ground got up, and fled in panic. As he ran down the track, he saw a yellow tunnel straight-ahead. He ran into it, but fell down a narrow hole, and into a dome. The dome was at least three hundred and fifty meters in diameter, and the soldier could hear a strange sound surrounding the room. A sound like thousands of tiny little feet scattering everywhere, and then a deep, bellowing sound. Shaking, he took out a flashlight and turned it on.
All around him were shokilas' covering the walls and ceiling. They were all over the dome, even behind him, and, right in the center of it all, was a huge mountain that seemed to move. It rose upward and uncoiled into a huge, snakelike creature. It was at least a hundred and fifty meters tall, and looked straight at the soldier. As the shokilas' surrounded the soldier, and the giant snake-like centipede cocked it's head towards him, his flashlight dimmed down, and then the giant insect roared, and with that, the shokilas' were all over the soldier in the darkness.
He screamed, and then there was silence.