Whispers of the past

Dying heart

Y/N's pov:

The morning air was crisp and cool as I arrived at the secluded training ground on the outskirts of the city. The area was fortified, a place where I could safely unleash my kaiju form without endangering others. Captain Gen Narumi was already waiting, his posture as rigid and disciplined as ever, with a stern look that belied his underlying concern.

"Good morning, Chisuka," he greeted, his voice a steady anchor. "Ready to begin?"

I nodded, feeling the familiar mix of anticipation and dread. "Yes, Captain."

"Let's start with a warm-up. Transform and we'll work on your agility today."

Taking a deep breath, I closed my eyes and focused inward. The transformation was always a jarring experience, a reminder of the night my life changed forever. My body began to shift, muscles and bones contorting painfully until I stood in my kaiju form—a creature with sleek, obsidian skin that glistened like polished onyx under the morning sun. My eyes glowed a fierce red, illuminating the darkness within. My lithe, almost feline build allowed for swift and precise movements. Sharp claws extended from my hands, and a long, whip-like tail swished behind me, its tip ending in a deadly point.

Narumi watched closely, his expression unreadable. "Begin."

I launched into the drills, moving with a speed and precision that felt almost unnatural. My kaiju form was agile and powerful, designed for both combat and evasion. I leaped over obstacles with ease, dodged imaginary attacks with lightning-fast reflexes, and practiced striking with my claws, each movement a blur of efficiency. Narumi shouted commands, pushing me to my limits.

"Faster, Chisuka! You need to be faster!"

I gritted my teeth, pushing through the pain and fatigue. The memory of Soshiro's face flashed in my mind, fueling my determination. I couldn't afford to falter—not now, not ever. The thought of protecting those I cared about, even if they didn't know who I was, kept me going.

We moved on to more complex maneuvers, combining agility with strength. I practiced jumping from elevated platforms, landing with precision and immediately launching into a flurry of attacks. My claws sliced through the air, leaving trails of red light in their wake. Narumi set up drones that simulated kaiju movements, and I dodged their attacks with grace, countering with swift strikes.

"Good work, Chisuka," Narumi said, a rare note of approval in his voice. "Now, let's test your endurance."

I nodded, ready for the next challenge. Narumi activated a series of holographic kaiju, each one programmed to attack relentlessly. The battle was intense, a blur of motion and energy. I moved fluidly, dodging their attacks and countering with my own. My claws and tail were a blur, striking with lethal precision. The fight continued for what felt like hours, each second a testament to my strength and resolve.

Finally, Narumi called a halt. I reverted to my human form, collapsing onto the ground, breathless and exhausted. Narumi approached, offering me a bottle of water.

"Good work today," he said, his tone softer. "You're improving."

I took the water, nodding gratefully. "Thank you, Captain. I just want to be ready."

He sat down beside me, the unspoken weight of our mission hanging in the air. "You will be. But remember, Chisuka, you're not alone in this. We're in this together."

I looked at him, seeing the resolve in his eyes. "I know. And I'll do whatever it takes to protect them."

Narumi nodded, his gaze intense. "That's what makes you so valuable, Chisuka. Your determination, your strength. But don't let it consume you. Balance is key."