👑🦖 Queen of the Monsters 🦖👑

Chapter 2

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The crewmate had brought Gojira to the captain of the cargo ship and the logic thing to do was take her back to land. They arrived to North Carolina and the captain called in the police to take the woman and have her checked out.

Gojira was at the North Carolina police station. She had been given some spare clothes that luckily fit and concealed her body. A gray hoodie sweatshirt unzipped, a white tank top, a pair of jeans, and sneakers. Gojira sat next to an office table, touching the fabric of the clothes out of curiosity.

Two officers observing afar were arching their brow as to how the woman was touching her sweater if it was a first time of seeing one.

"Heard one of the crewmates on board found her just naked." Said an officer. "Can't talk, couldn't answer any questions the captain interrogated, and looks lost. You think she's stone so badly she forgot who she is?" Asking his fellow colleague.

The other officer snorts. "Could be. Damn she's lucky that she is even alive if she was out there in the ocean naked and impaired. It's cold and there are sharks. Medic checked her out and she seems pretty fine."

The sheriff came walking in with two water bottles in his hands and goes to pull a chair and confront Gojira. "Alright, hope you settled in nicely from the lost and found we had to offer. Everything fit?" He hands her one of the water bottles. "Here."

Gojira takes the bottle, seeing how this human is giving it to her. She examines it and then goes to teeth on the plastic cap.

The two officers snigger while the sheriff had the urge to facepalm. "Oh give me that." He goes to uncap it and hand it back. "You open it and drink it. See?"

He opens his own and shows her what to do by drinking from his. "Not too hard now is it?"

Following his footstep, Gojira drinks from the battle and enjoyed the refreshing drink. Better than salt water.

"Alright, now that you've got settled in, I got finished up with the medics and it seems like you really are not in your right state of mind. You seem to see everything foreign to you so likely a case of amnesia." He explained. "Still, how about we start with the basics and hopefully you jog your memory. I was told by the captain that you can't talk or at least you must've forgotten. I hope you can try to understand me so we can get to the bottom of this."

Gojira was focused fully on the water bottle.

The sheriff shifts his jaws. "Oh boy. What's your name?"

She did not answer.

"What's your name." He repeats, a little more force.

Gojira's attention is grabbed and she tries speaking but seems to stutter. "G-G-G."

The sheriff tensed. "Okay I guess that ship has sailed." He rubbed his chin and thought of something. "Can you try to write what comes into mind?"

She scratches her ears.

"I'll just take that as a yes. Hold on." He goes away and comes back with a piece of mini marker board and marker. He places them in front of her. "Can you write something?"

Gojira takes the maker and studies it. The sheriff expected for her to write something when she puts the marker in her mouth and teething on it like some dog.

{Imagine her doing this ⬇️}