Another Mark 3

Prologue Narration

KAIJU (Japanese) Giant/Strange Beast

JAEGER (German) Hunter

When I was a kid, whenever I'd feel small or lonely, I'd look up at the stars. Wondered if there was life up there. Turns out I was looking in the wrong direction. When alien life entered our world it was from deep beneath the Pacific Ocean. A fissure between two tectonic plates...A portal between dimensions.

The Breach.

I was 15 when the first Kaiju made land in San Francisco. It destroyed the Golden Gate Bridge as if it was nothing, along with cars, buses and trucks. Sinking it all to the bottom of the ocean. But by the time tanks, jets and missiles took it down six days and 35 miles later, three cities were destroyed. Tens of thousands of lives were lost. We mourned our dead, memorialized the attacks, and moved on. And then, only six months later, the second attack hit Manila. While the Kaiju was defeated it left behind a toxic phenomenon named and known as Kaiju Blue. And then the third one hit Cabo. And then the fourth. And then we learned, this was not gonna stop. This was just the beginning. We needed a new weapon. The world came together pooling its resources and throwing aside old rivalries for the sake of the greater good. To fight monsters, we created monsters of our own. The Jaeger program was born. Humans controlling the mechanical machines from the inside. There were setbacks at first. The neural load to interface with a Jaeger proved too much for a single pilot. A two-pilot system was implemented. Left-hemisphere, right-hemisphere pilot control. We started winning. Jaegers stopping Kaiju's everywhere. But the Jaegers were only as good as their pilots. So Jaeger pilots turned into rock stars. Danger turned into propaganda. Kaiju into toys. We got really good at it... Winning... Then...
Then it all changed...