The idea for this chapter sprang into my head a long time ago. I'm sorry I can't update like I could over the summer, but I work on this whenever I get a chance. Hope you like it!
I clenched my teeth, the bones grinding with force. "No..." I whispered, and the gun barrel pressed harder against my skin.
"Akira?" Kazuko called again, her voice more anxious then the last time. "Come on!"
I nearly screamed. The man at the door aimed more precisely at Kazuko, getting prepared for the assassination. "No!" I cried.
I felt the man's muscles flex behind me as the sound left my mouth and projected outside. Before the trigger was pulled, My elbow rammed deep into his stomach, right below where his ribcage began to separate. If you were a bodybuilder, it was a perfect target. The man groaned as he kneeled to the ground, my right foot coming up in a hook kick, making its mark on the guy's hand. I heard his gun sail through the air and clatter to the ground. A bullet blasted out of the barrel, slamming with an ear-shattering thud against the soft metal on the side of the building.
My adrenaline was pumping, my heart was pounding and blood was coursing at top speed through my veins. I think Kazuko screamed outside.
I shot myself towards the sound of another gun clicking, and I extended my leg. I hoped I could sweep the guy to the ground and finish him off. However, all I head was the sound of someone shuffling to the side, and my boot clanging against metal.
I turned around, in some sort of tense crouch, and I could see about three more guns aimed at me. I saw Kazuko coming, but the man at the door wasn't aiming at her anymore. My eyes were adjusting, and I could see the figures of the men. Damn, they were huge. They were at least 6 feet tall, most likely more. I heard several more clicks, and I prayed Kazuko would be alright, tensing all my muscles.
"Agh!" It wasn't me who cried. One of the men was shouting in pain, some language that I couldn't recognize. The bullet skimmed through my hair, and hit the wall behind me. The other two men joined in with their cries of pain. The air hummed and shimmered, the bright light from the small entrance letting in a stream of flowing golden pollen. It hummed around the men's faces, and seemed to sing a sweet song…
The men bent over, covering and rubbing their eyes. The pollen only shimmered and hummed more, drawing in tighter around the men's faces. I shielded my eyes as the pollen grew brighter. Shuffling formed all around me, and the men were gone.
I was alone in the shimmering light, and the pollen then began to filter outside. "Er…ika…" it sang softly in my ear.
Consumed with shock, I stood up and ran out the entrance.
"So you were taken by these large men, and held down with guns inside one of the construction sites?" Goro asked. Goro was the captain. He had a deep commanding voice that was like the cry of an alpha wolf.
"Pretty much" I said. "It was by the old construction site, the one that had a few casualties." I had told the team pretty much everything. The men, and the fighting and the gunshot parts at least. I left out one important detail at the end.
Hayato, stood up, his face lit up with shock. When I say, shock, I mean the shock of figuring something important. That happened to Hayato all the time. He was like Velma in Scooby-doo or some other cartoon or show. "I have an idea!" he said.
"Duh," I mumbled, rolling my eyes.
Hayato scowled at me, and made his way over to the back of our headquarters, pressing a combination to a door on the side of the room. "Isn't that the closet?" I asked.
"Yes it is a closet…" Hayato answered me smugly.
I stood up in my chair. "What's behind there?" I asked, anxious and beginning to get tired of playing games.
Kazuko stood up beside me. "It's where we keep the classified articles." Kazuko explained.
I smiled at her. "You guys have the best hobby of keeping secrets" I said.
No one smiled with me.
The door to the 'closet finally opened, and there was a hiss of cool air that flew out of the room. All four of us stepped in, and Hayato shut the door behind us.
"Look for anything about Native cultures to the earth" Hayato explained dashing off to one section. From where I was I could hear him muttering, "Atlantians, Muuvians, Cosmos, Elias…"
The rest of us split off to other section. My feet drifted around the place filled with shelves of books, the dark red carpet swishing underneath my feet. I ended up looking at a large section called 'Operations.' I figured everyone else would find something more important, so I started here.
Operation: E was closest to me. I stroked the smooth, green leather color. I had helped write this book, but I didn't know it went in here. I had smothered it in golden dust because… I quickly slammed the book back into its place on the shelf.
My eyes kept searching down the books. Operation Hydrogen, Operation Godzilla, Operation Pandora, Operation Gaia, operation… replacement? I stopped, looking at the cover to a book that seemed only a couple years old. Some of the books made sense, but this one puzzled me. I took it out of its place and sat down on a large, black leather couch by me. I began to read.
In 2001 an operation not known to even the agents themselves occurred in Tokyo, Japan, 2000. Godzilla had actually attacked, but the world was unaware. Not even the rest of Japan was aware. Secrecy and special methods and the vast amount of people killed in Japan helped.
People who survived this fierce attack by Godzilla were erased of their memory of who they were, brainwashed into believing certain things. Godzilla had never attacked that day. The three guardian monsters had never came to help.
A handful of groaning people were chosen off the streets. Put into hibernation, they were given extra nutrients to train better and learn faster. They were used to fight Godzilla. Half of the experiments didn't work, and some are still being experimented on and healed.
As of now, there are three successful results. Me, a strong man named Goro, and a woman named Kazuko.
"No…" It was too loud to have been a whisper. Three heads snapped to me.
"Akira, what's wrong?" Kazuko asked.
I didn't answer. I kept reading. I hadn't blinked in such a long time, so I felt that if I looked away from the book, my eyeballs would burn.
Soon, we're getting a new member called Akira. That's about as much as I know about him. I know he was almost well when he was taken out of a pile of rubble. He begged to see his family again, for them to take them, too.
"No!" I shouted. I didn't mean for it to come out of me so quickly and fiercely. I had a family!
Goro looked at me sternly. "Akira, tell me what you found!"
Hayato gasped suddenly. "WHAT are you READING?"
I read the last line of the entry in the book. My heart pounded and my throat choked. I would of cried if I wasn't so furious.
We all swore we wouldn't tell him about his past life ever.
-Hayato, December, 2003.
The scream bolted out of my mouth like the roar of a lion. I threw the book, away, from me, scattering and ripping pages. I stormed out of the room, opened the door, and slammed it on everyone.
Bet you didn't see that coming, huh? There hasn't been much monster action yet, but i'll definetly get it in next chapter! Bye!