G-FORCE CHRONICLES

                In the massive cargo bay of the SS Venture, the air was frigid. A cool haze fluttered about from time to time from the combination of the fans and coolant. The center piece in the bay was the frozen sea dragon, Manda. Several Monarch scientists were in the bay with the massive beast as well; taking samples, readings, and whatever data they could obtain about the kaiju. During all the activity, Ken and Akira entered the bay from a door not far from the monster’s head.                Akira’s eyes glazed open in wonder as he said, “Incredible… Simply incredible!”                Ken was taken back by the kaiju as well. He looked over every detail of Manda’s dragon-like grimace.                “To think,” Akira said as they began walking along its serpentine form, “we could be looking at the origin of all Asian dragon legends. The Naga, Shenlong, Zennyo Ryu; all of them could be from this creature here. Or maybe it’s a descendent? Or maybe it is one of them?”       

  On a small island off the coast of Vancouver, the midday sunlight reflected off the metal alloy body of Kiryu with a silver aura as the Mecha-Godzilla stood in a braced stance along the sandy shore. The waves crashed slightly against one of its clawed feet while the other was dug slightly into the sand and rocks of the beach. The mech was standing as still as a statue but braced for battle. In contrast, 150 meters ahead of it in the water, the serpentine body of its opponent, Manda, swayed like a cobra. The kaiju had its head and upper half of its body arched up high enough to be staring Kiryu straight in its glowing yellow eyes.                The two contrasting opponents remained locked in a standoff like two giant dueling Samurai. They remained locked in the tense moment of time waiting for some signal to strike. The only noise on the battlefield was the sound of the crashing waves. Even Manda’s deep breaths through its nose were only faintly heard.                From the trawle