ULTRAMAN#8

never too late

for years humanity has been little more than cattle mere food to giant beasts known as kaijus the defense force deals with the kaiju that they can however they are barely enough to match the might of these monsters there was however a great hero a giant being who fought the kaiju and saved the world dozens of times the populace  called him ultraman and he was for all intents and purposes the best however 32 years ago he vanished never to return

which is why i am here to save the day the person says as he kicks away a kaiju with ease 

he looks over his shoulder to notice a kaiju barreling down on third division

"woah its him its the hero?" The third division says to the strange person who just appeared out of nowhere.

 the man continues to fend off the approaching kaiju, his movements almost like a dance, calculated but smooth.

the third division then tell the man that theyre captain was stolen by a kaiju

The man pauses mid-kick, his eyes narrowing as the information is relayed to him.

"Stolen by a kaiju? dont worry i the hero am here

The man leaps up with an agility that belies his size, and scales the nearby buildings to get a better look. From this vantage point, he can see the captain clutched in the jaws of the enormous flying kaiju

he jumps over and punches the creature in the beak

The impact of his punch causes the kaiju to squawk, loosening its grip on the captain. The surprised creature tumbles through the air, momentarily disorientated by the blow.

barrage of punches rain down on the creature's head, each blow like a hammer strike with the force of a falling star. The kaiju's scales and flesh give way under the onslaught, its body shuddering with each impact.

He lands deftly on the ground, the captain cradled gently in his arms. The captain, still a bit stunned from the ordeal, looks up at the mans face with awe 

do not worry mina ive got you

The captain, Mina, blinks in surprise as the man speaks. She is still processing the fact that she has just been rescued by this mysterious stranger.

"Who...who are you?" She asks, her voice a whisper.

i am

KAFKA KAFKA WAKE UP MAN WE STILL HAVE A KAIJU CORPS TO CLEAN

The man snaps awake, his eyes fluttering open as he is jarred from the dream. Reality seeps back in as he blinks the sleep from his eyes, the remnants of the dream slowly fading.

The man jolts upright, shaken from his dream but quickly snapping to attention. He looks around, his eyes taking in the familiar surroundings .

"Right, right..." he mutters, shaking his head to rid himself of any lingering dream haze.

my name is kafka hibino im a 20 year old monster sweeper that is to say me and my team clean monster corpses once the defense force is done dealing with them 

today it looks like the third division got a real nasty one 

 he squinted slightly as he approached the scene where the third division had engaged with a particularly nasty creature. The area was a messy battleground, debris and wreckage scattered about. and the creatures guts had been spilled all over the cities largest ultraman memorial

As Kafka surveyed the scene, his thoughts wandered back to memories of his earlier days. He recalled his promise to Mina, his long-time friend and confidante, that they would join the defense force together. The memory brought a bittersweet pang to his heart.