Thought I might clarify a few things. This version of Godzilla is closer to the classic Godzilla rather than GINO (AKA Zilla, the monster in the 1998 film), or at least I'll try to make him closer to classic Godzilla. And technically the egg is not his; he just found it a while before the kaiju invasion and took it for himself.
Surprises
March 29th, 2026
Northern Mariana Islands
2330 hours
Something was wrong. There was a change in the air, a change the beast could not quite pick up on. Rising from the bottom of the ocean, it sniffed at the air once more, trying to decipher what the smell was.
Through the water the beast could hear a sound; a whirring sound, coming closer and closer to it. Diving again, the beast watched as a large rectangular shape passed overhead, and the beast recognized it as a ship. It swam closer, it's nose just breaking the surface as it smelled again.
The ship was a part of the disturbance. Man was nearing the beast's home and egg.
The beast dove down and swam towards it's home, hoping to reach the island before the intruders did. Maybe they would spot it, but the beast did not care; it would just have to find a new island to settle on, until the egg hatched.
It began to pick up other sounds, from above the waves. Whirring sounds, like the ship, headed towards the beast's home. Maybe they were just passing by, or maybe one of the Others had been spotted.
Or maybe they had found the egg.
For the first time in many centuries, the beast felt worry. The egg was the beast's last chance at peace, and man was threatening it. As worry built, the beast hurried towards it's home, a wake forming on the surface of the water as it swam.
It neared it's home, raising it's head slightly out of the water. The beast spent most of it's life in the depths of the sea; the darkness of night did little to hamper it's view of the island. Not that it needed to, for the once quiet island was now lit up like a fire, and the beast could see the small shapes of Man moving about on the beaches.
It was too late. They were here.
But it could still fight.
With a roar the beast charged out of the ocean, each step it took shaking the water around it. The intruders onshore panicked and fled as the beast made landfall, diving down to try and find shelter. The beast roared again, a terrible sound like that of tearing metal, and stalked closer, hoping to scare the intruders from their hiding spots.
Several of the intruders raised devices of some sort towards the beast, and it stopped only due to the unfamiliarity of the objects. The devices flashed, and fire exploded around the beast, disorienting it at first but otherwise failing to penetrate it's hide.
The beast pulled itself up higher before roaring once more. As it did, the spines on it's back flashed before a jet of blue flame shot from the beast's mouth, racing forward and striking the shelters the intruders hid behind. They had no chance to run before they were destroyed, their bodies and weapons burning to ash and the sand beneath them melted into glass. Those that did survive dropped their weapons and ran for their lives, the beast sending more flame after them.
The egg would survive. The beast knew it; it had seen fire lick against the egg's shell and have no effect, and this would be no different.
The intruders had brought heavier weapons, more explosions popping around the beast. With a sweep of it's tail the emplacements were shattered, and another blast of fire saw their crews set alight, screaming in agony as the beast continued it's march. It swept it's vision across the island, searching for both the intruders and the egg.
It was gone.
The egg was gone. Where it had rested was now a shallow depression, with two of the intruders large devices next to it. No trace, no sign that it had ever been there. It was just gone.
They had stolen it.
They had stolen it.
Alone in the flames, the beast raised it's head and howled in despair. The egg was gone, stolen behind it's back. Any remains of the intruders on the island were destroyed, smoke and fire rising up in the air as the beast grieved.
The egg was gone. They had stolen it.
The beast began to sniff the air, smelling for any trace of it's egg. At first it found nothing, and the beast fell deeper into it's grief. However, a small hint caught it's attention. The beast turned towards the northwest, sniffing to pick up more of a trace.
It was there. The egg was there.
And they had stolen it.
As the beast turned towards the direction of the scent, it's grief was slowly replaced with rage. It would find it's egg. It would find the intruders, those that had stolen it's egg.
And they would die screaming.
March 29th, 2026
Seattle, United States of America
As the Kaiju Wall was no longer under construction, many people were now out looking for work. However, due to their being so few people living in the coastal regions, there were next to no jobs available anywhere. Raleigh was half tempted to wait a month or two to see if anything changed, but the idea of not doing anything was not incredibly appealing. Mako had suggested that he might benefit from getting involved in the still-developing community, the only problem being Raleigh was not sure where to start or who to ask.
I think I'm losing my edge, he thought. Mako's right; I need to start getting involved more. He was interrupted by his phone ringing, displaying a private number. Normally Raleigh would have let the phone keep ringing until whoever it was gave up, but something told him that this call might actually be important and he answered.
"Hello?"
"Ah, Becket. Glad I caught you." the familiar voice of Hercules Hansen replied. Even though Hansen was only speaking to him over the phone, Raleigh did find himself sitting up a little straighter.
"Marshal. Is something wrong?"
"Not at the moment." Hansen sighed. "Well, maybe. You know how I've been working to rebuild the Jaeger Program?"
"More or less. I haven't really paid a lot of attention to that sort of thing."
"I don't blame you. It's more boring politics than anything else. I swear, I've got so many suits trying to micromanage this thing that I sometimes wish we'd let the kaiju killed us all."
"Not much I can do to help you with that, sir." Hansen gave a half-hearted chuckle before speaking again.
"Anyway, I need your help, Becket."
"I'm not part of the Jaeger Program any more, Marshal, remember?"
"Well... Yes, there's that. But I still need your help; you were one of the better pilots we had, and we need pilots if this new Program is to have any teeth."
"And you want me back?"
"If not as a normal pilot, then at least as an advisor of some sort." Raleigh was silent as Hansen continued. "I know you and Ms. Mori are trying to settle down, and I'm willing to respect that. I just need an experienced pilot to come and beat some sense into new recruits. You and Ms. Mori can come and go as you please, and stay on just long enough for me to get the program stable."
"Kind of a waste of time if no kaiju show up, isn't it?" there was a pause.
"... True. I'm running on paranoia more than anything, but I do have reason to believe that there may still be kaiju out there."
"And that would be..."
"It would take too long to explain." Raleigh remained silent. "Listen, Becket, I'm not trying to force you or Ms. Mori into doing anything, but the Jaeger Program needs someone with your skills. Just take some time, talk it over between the two of you, and call me back when you-" Hansen stopped talking, and Raleigh could hear someone else speaking to him. "Sorry, Becket, but something's come up. We'll have to continue this at another time."
"Sure." the call ended, Raleigh setting his phone down and leaning back in his chair, sighing. Multiple scenarios ran through his mind, most of them ending with either him or Mako dead or otherwise worse off. Hansen's offer did seem a bit off, and with no kaiju reports for the last year the chances that there would be another attack seemed remote.
Then again, there was whatever Hansen had talked about...
Raleigh was in the process of weighing his options when he heard the front door open. In stepped Mako, slightly sweaty from her daily workout, and she gave Raleigh a small smile before closing the door.
"I have a surprise for you." she said, kicking off her shoes and stepping over to him.
"Oh? What is it?" Mako's smile slipped, but did not break fully.
"You say that like it's a bad thing."
"I didn't mean to, sorry. What's your surprise?" Mako smiled wider and took a seat next to Raleigh.
"You know how you were having trouble looking for jobs?"
"Yeah?"
"Well, the owner of that gym I found was looking to hire a new trainer for some of the classes, and I told him that you might be interested." Raleigh blinked.
"... Really?"
"Oh yes. He was very excited to have someone with your... qualifications. I told him that you would come in tomorrow, if you were interested." she waited a few moments for Raleigh to respond, her smile slipping a little the longer she waited. "Is something wrong? Do you not like my surprise?"
"No, I like it. It's just..." Raleigh scooted a little closer. "Well, you could have taken the job if you wanted. You're just as qualified as I am."
"I am not much of a trainer, Raleigh, and I remember how you dealt with the other recruits before Hong Kong. You understand how people move and think better than I ever could." she looked down. "I even see a bit of Marshal Pentecost in you." Mako was silent for now, finding a point on the table to focus on. Raleigh reached out and touched her hand.
"He meant a lot to everyone, Mako." he said, massaging her hand with his finger, and he noticed her face twitch as her smile returned and her fingers wrapped around his.
"Thank you, Raleigh. Thank you." they sat in silence, looking into each other's eyes, before Raleigh spoke again.
"Mako? I just got a call from Marshal Hansen."
"Oh?" Mako pulled her hand away from his. "What did he have to say?"
"He was wondering if you and I would be willing to come back to the Jaeger program... temporarily." Mako nodded.
"And what did you tell him?"
"I... I told him we'd talk about it before telling him our decision. I think I have his number around here somewhere." Raleigh shrugged. "Well?"
"I... I don't know." Mako leaned forward a little. "If Marshal Hansen thinks that there is a threat, we should help him."
"But most of this is just hints and paranoia. There hasn't been a kaiju sighting in over a year."
"But who's to say that the Breach could not have reopened, or that this is a kaiju we missed?" she did have a point there; the tracking system for the Breach was not developed until after the first Jaegers had been deployed, so any number of kaiju could still be waiting out there.
"So, should we call Hansen back and tell him we're in?"
"No." Mako said, before backtracking. "I-I mean, not yet. You could be right, and this could just be paranoia. I... I guess I need to think on this, alone... And I suppose you should do the same."
"Fair enough."
March 29th, 2026
The Shatterdome, Headquarters of the Jaeger Program, Hong Kong
"What is it, Choi?" Hansen asked, turning towards Choi. Choi swallowed before speaking.
"Sir, we've lost contact with the team in the Marianas." All work in the room stopped, everyone turning towards Hansen. Hansen composed himself before replying.
"What do you mean 'lost contact'?"
"It's just not responding to anything we've sent out to them-"
"I understand that. Have you been able to figure out what's wrong, though?"
"... No." Hansen looked away for a moment. Losing contact with the Marianas could mean any number of things, but the paranoid old soldier in Hansen told him to prepare for the worst.
"Get someone out there and find out what happened. In the meantime, put all systems on high alert until I give the all clear."
"Yes sir." Choi turned to leave before Hansen called out again.
"How soon can we get Gipsy ready for combat?" Choi turned back, and Hansen could see he was a lot more nervous now.
"Sir, we only just received-"
"How soon?"
"... Four days, at least. Several components are still being delivered. Not to mention we still need pilots." And the only Mark 3 pilots left are halfway around the world... They'll see sense when a kaiju smashes through Hong Kong or Tokyo. It was a morbid thought, but it was true. Becket and Mori might be trying to put the past behind them, but they were still soldiers in the end; they'd come around if the world was in danger.
"Do what you can. And contact all the representatives and have them get their forces ready just in case this does turn into a kaiju attack."
"Yes sir." Choi departed while Hansen looked up to the monitors.
"Is the tracking system back up and running?" he asked a nearby technician.
"Almost, sir. It'll take us an hour or two to get the right calibrations so we'll know what is a kaiju and what isn't."
"See if you can speed it up."
"Yes sir." Hansen exited the room, pulling out his phone and dialing another number. There was a pause before his call was received.
"Problems?" Newt asked.
"Plenty. Your little science project in the Marianas just fell off the radar."
"Could be a storm or power outage."
"Or a kaiju. Why do I have a feeling that your stunt with the egg is what started this mess?" Hansen heard something in the background that he guessed was Gottlieb voicing his opinion on the matter.
"The egg arrived in Osaka this morning and should be here in Tokyo in an hour. If it's done anything-"
"That's not the point. You could have just pissed off a kaiju by stealing it's baby from it."
"Hey, I'm not the one who found the egg. Kroeger's the one who spotted the thing and called us in, and from the radiation spike you could say-"
"Wait." Hansen stopped walking. "Who?"
"Uh, Joseph Kroeger? Head of the science division that was on that island?" Hansen blinked.
"I didn't send anyone named Kroeger."
Godzilla begins his rampage, our heroes are dithering, and something is up... We can probably say goodbye to Osaka for now.
Anyway, I don't own Pacific Rim or Godzilla. Favorites and reviews are appreciated, and if I screwed something up please let me know.
