History Shows Again and Again

Chapter 19

A/N: I don't know where to go from this chapter...so yeah, Hopefully, I will think of something and get my grove back. Anyways, enjoy.

June 30th, 2020

Zeek was sitting in the outside seating area of a cafe, a cup of tea in front of him with a half-eaten sandwich on a plate next to it. He had his notebook open, his pencil scratching at the paper as he sketched. The page he was working on had three sketches, showing Godzilla's dorsal plates. The first was his plate back in the San Francisco battle, '2014' under it. The second was his plates after the MUTO Prime battle- well, what he thought they looked like as there was always a blue cloud obstructing his view. The final was one he was working on and it was his dorsal plate today.

The words on top of the page was 'Dorsal Plates-Similar to fingernails or antlers?'. Below that, 'Grows when broken off, unknown how at this time. Time duration for growth seems to be five years'.

He set his pencil down with a small sigh, rolling his shoulders before taking a bite out of his sandwich, chewing and swallowing as he set it back down on the plate again. He felt the ocean breeze sweep over him as he eyed his sketches and words again trying to figure if he should put more on it or not.

"Nice sketches." a voice suddenly came beside him, making him jerk his head slightly before he looked. It was the man he had seen a few weeks ago, still dressed in black, leaning against the wooden railing beside the table Zeek was sitting at.

"Oh, uh, thanks."

"May I..." he gestured to the notebook and it took him a moment to realize what the man was asking him and he simply nodded and handed him his notebook and watched as the other flipped through it. The other's eyes scanned each page he turned to until he got to the one he was working on again and handed it back to Zeek. "You have a rather good eye. Are all these sketches from memory?"

"Some of them, yeah."

"You pay a lot of attention to Gojira."

"Yeah, well, it's kind of my job."

"You're MONARCH?" The man asked and Zeek could have sworn he saw the man frown for a split second. MONARCH had been made public in the wake of the San Francisco battle and Zeek kept forgetting that.

"Since twenty-fourteen. They wanted to recruit me back after the battle with the MUTOs. A few members liked the one paper I published about ancient civilizations living with Titans and Cryptids."

"Ah, I remember reading that when it came out." The man stated casually, causing Zeek to blink for a moment. "Are you going to do another on the subject? Or will you do one of the titans?"

"If I do the titans in the next paper...it's going to surprise some people."

"How so?"

"Since I'm MONARCH, everyone's going to think I'd be praising them."

"Naturally."

"Particularly Godzilla, but doing that would just bury the elephant in the room."

"And what is that?"

"We're gonna fuck up sooner or later. When we do, Godzilla is gonna be pissed and then no one's gonna be safe. No sense of taking out all but a few and having a potential of the past repeating." Zeek took a sip of his tea.

"You understand the dangers of the titans then."

"You'll always have dangers with any living thing. If we had smarter wasps, they could take us out in no time." He set his tea down and offered the other a hand. "Before I forget; Zachery Martin, I go by Zeek."

The man gripped his hand, shaking it. "Ren Serizawa."

Zeek's mind almost crashed as soon as he heard the name. Shit, no wonder this guy looked familiar. He meantally shook his head, and made sure his surprise wasn't seen at all and slipped his hand from Ren's. "It's nice to meet you."

"Likewise." A sudden notification sound filled the air and Ren took out his phone from his pocket, clicked on a few things and his eyes glanced across the small screen. "Duty calls. Can I see your phone before I go?"

"Uh, sure. For what?" Zeek asked as he slipped his phone out and handed it over after unlocking it.

He watched as Ren's thumbs danced across the screen for a moment before he handed Zeek's phone back to him. "I just input my number into your phone. I'd like to hear more about your theories about Gojira."

Then, the man was walking away, leaving Zeek staring after him, slightly bewildered. He looked down at his phone for a moment before shaking his head and putting it back into his pocket. He lifted up his sandwich and took a bite out of it, mind reeling at what just happened.

He had met his best friend's son and he didn't know how to feel about it.

With another shake of his head, he took another bite and got back to his sketch.