Godzilla: Legend Begins

Chapter 11

Interior of Island
3:50 PM

Jesse, Kanto and John sat on a fallen tree, snacking on some Beef Jerky. Beforehand, they had come across a river and refilled their canteens until they were full. Now, they were just resting, recovering as much energy as they could from walking for hours on end. It was quiet for a few moments before a loud bellow suddenly broke through the air.

"What the hell was that?" John questioned as he looked around, almost wildly.

"I don't know, it's nothing I've ever heard before." Jesse answered honestly.

"When should we do?"

"We could either go and see if we could find whatever that made that sound or continue on and how whatever it is won't cross our path."

"That's it?"

"If you have a better idea, please suggest it." Jesse looked over at John, pretty much daring him to. She knew that his suggestion was probably blowing the island up, giving his personality and possible hatred for kaijus. For John's part, he kept his mouth shut and simply looked away.

"Let's get going." Jesse stated as she shouldered her pack and stood, the men doing the same. "John, do you have a machete?"

"Yeah, why?"

"I need it." she held out her hand, "We're going to get into a thick part of the forest soon I think."

John was hesitant, handing his machete over to her but did in the end. Jesse gripped the handle and they began to walk, deeper into the interior of the island.

5:05 PM

Kanto leaned against a boulder, sweat running down his face. He could feel his muscles ache and his lungs burning. The three had stopped for a break and, to be honest, Kanto was thankful for that.

"We didn't find whatever it was that made that sound. "John huffed.

"Be patient, John. If you want to see it so bad, you have to be patient, it will take a while." Jesse told him.

"We aren't going to find it!" John snapped. "I knew this was a waste of time!"

Kanto watched the two talk from his spot when he noticed something. The boulder he was resting against moving.

"Uh...guys?" called Kanto.

"Yes?" Jesse looked over at him.

"This boulder's moving."

"Boulders don't just move." growled John.

"Well, this one is." He watched as Jesse began to look over the boulder, eyes narrowing before they widened, surprise shown within them.

"Kanto...that isn't a boulder." Jesse's body tensed. "Get over here, now."

Kanto frowned before looking towards one end of the boulder- only for eyes to meet a large brown eye who was regarding him curiously. Kanto quickly reeled back towards Jesse and Kanto as the "boulder" rose up on two legs before giving a loud bellow. The bellow was like the one they had heard before, although it was rather different. It sounded like it was younger, and its voice was hardly deep.

The creature was about ten meters high and it looked like the old model of the T-Rex back in the thirties. Its arms were longer and had three fingered hands. Its scales were a deep brown and its underbelly was a tan color. On its back was three small rows of barely visible dorsal spines going from the top of its head to the tip of its tale.

"What kind of Kaiju is that?" Questioned John as the beast reared its head up and started to sniff the leaves.

"I don't think it is a kaiju." Jesse told him. A distant bellow echoed through the forest, making the creature perk up at the call before it lumbered away, towards where the call sounded.

"It sure looked like one to me- and there's more of them!"

"Trust me, John. They aren't kaiju."

"What was it then? I dinosaur?" John asked sarcastically.

"I believe so."

"Are you kidding me?"

Jesse didn't respond to him and, instead, addressed Kanto. "We need to set up camp."

Neither stopped her as she walked away from them.

7:30 PM

Jesse sat down near the flickering fire, watching as the flames dance. It was a peaceful thing to watch, for her at least. The heat of the fire allowed her stiff muscles to relax and once they were fully relaxed, she took out her notebook and pen before starting to write in it.

"Hey." she heard a voice coming from behind her. She looked and saw Kanto standing there.

"Where's John?" she asked when she didn't see the said man with Kanto.

"Already in bed. Said that it will help him process everything."

"Whatever floats his boat." Jesse shrugged before going back to writing, ignoring the sounds of shuffling and Kanto sitting down next to her.

"What made you become a Kaijuologist?" Kanto asked after a moment.

"I've always been interested in Kaiju, even at a young age. When I turned fifteen, something helped me to fully make my decision."

"What was it?"

"Gojira's eyes from fifty-four."

"...Come again?" Kanto asked, staring at her. "What do you mean it's eyes?"

"I could read his eyes through his photographs. I know this sounds crazy, but I could. They held pain, anger and insanity."

"Let's say that you can see...whatever in a kaiju's eyes. What about this Godzilla that we have now?"

"He isn't insane, that's for sure. He's...more guarded, more on edge. I couldn't see much anger."

"So... what does that mean?"

"He isn't a threat, the only time he is a threat is if we attack him first."

"But no one will see it like that."

"They only see what they want to see." Jesse sighed. "This means we have to keep an eye on John."

"Why?"

"He's one of these people who wants to kill something before knowing the facts."

"Point taken." Kanto stood up. "I'll take watch in the next few hours."

"Alright, goodnight." Jesse hummed as she watched Kanto walking towards the tent he shared with John.

Jesse hoped that she was truly right about Godzilla.