Chapter 9 - Shadow of The Deep Ones

Chapter 9 - Shadow of The Deep Ones

Tokyo, Japan – The Alleyway

A dimly lit alley in the backstreets of Tokyo echoed with the dull sound of fists hitting flesh. Two high school boys, their figures partially obscured by shadows, stood in the narrow space. One of them, Hiroshi Nakata, had his back pressed against the cold brick wall, blood dripping from his nose, as he clutched his stomach in pain. His attacker, Takeshi Mori, stood over him, fists clenched, eyes devoid of life as he scolded Hiroshi.

"You better have more next time, Nakata," Takeshi spat, kicking Hiroshi one last time. "I'll be back tomorrow. Don't make me wait."

As Takeshi turned and began walking away, he pulled the crumpled ¥10,000 bill from his pocket and stared at it. His brow furrowed. It wasn't enough. Not just the money—but everything. The fights, the bullying—it all felt hollow. Takeshi scratched his head, feeling an emptiness that he couldn't shake, a void gnawing at his insides. It felt like no matter how much power or control he exerted, none of it mattered.

Arriving at his rundown apartment in the slums, Takeshi threw himself onto a chair and booted up his computer. He thought about drowning his misery in a sea of mindless porn, but something else caught his eye as soon as he logged onto Twitter. A thread had popped up in his feed, and the title intrigued him: "How to Summon a Deep One - Make Contact with the Abyss."

Takeshi chuckled to himself, clicking the link out of sheer boredom. The thread was filled with bizarre incantations, obscure rituals, and methods on how to contact entities referred to as Deep Ones. People were talking about strange powers, ancient gods, and mysterious beings that granted forbidden knowledge. Takeshi scoffed. "Yeah, right. Summon a fish monster," he muttered, getting ready to leave a trashy comment.

But before his fingers could type a single word, the room was suddenly filled with a blinding flash of green light. Takeshi's vision swam, and in an instant, he was no longer in his apartment. He stood in the heart of a dark, sunken city—an ancient place filled with impossible architecture and the stench of the sea. Towering spires made of coral reached toward the surface, and below them, massive, slithering shapes moved in the depths. His heart pounded, but he felt no fear—only a deep, overwhelming sense of purpose.

The vision faded, and Takeshi blinked back into his room, breathless. For the first time in years, he felt… alive. Fulfilled. Something inside him had awakened. He dove back into the thread, absorbing every bit of knowledge he could find. As he read, his eyes gleamed with a madness that grew with every word. His body trembled as if something ancient was clawing its way out from within him. His hands shook uncontrollably, and he could feel his skin twitching, as if invisible tentacles were writhing beneath.

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Tokyo Metropolitan Police – Missing Persons Division

In a cramped office, two Tokyo police officers, Detective Ishida and Officer Sato, sat reviewing a missing person's report. It had been a week since Takeshi Mori was last seen, and his parents had contacted the police after the school reported his prolonged absence. The case file painted a familiar picture—Takeshi had been a troublemaker, a bully known for hanging out with delinquents and causing fights. Neither officer seemed particularly interested in his disappearance.

"Probably just ran off with the wrong crowd," Sato muttered, flipping through the file. "Kids like this always end up involved in shady stuff."

"Yeah," Ishida sighed, "but protocol's protocol. We've got to check his apartment for a wellness check, then we can officially mark him missing."

They pulled up to Takeshi's apartment, a dilapidated building in a part of town where the walls were covered in graffiti and the air smelled faintly of garbage. The place felt off, like a forgotten corner of the city, but neither officer paid much attention to it. They knocked on the door, and to their surprise, it creaked open under the pressure of Sato's hand.

"Tokyo PD. We're coming in!" Ishida called out, though the silence that followed was unnerving. The apartment reeked of rotten food, the stench hitting them hard as they stepped inside. Piles of unwashed dishes were stacked in the sink, and half-eaten meals lay rotting on the table. The officers exchanged uneasy glances, covering their noses with their sleeves.

"Let's just file this and get out of here," Sato muttered.

But then, from the far end of the apartment, they heard a faint creaking noise. Both officers turned towards a door at the back of the living area—it was slightly ajar, leading to what they assumed was the bedroom. Ishida hesitated, but he moved forward, pushing the door open.

What they saw inside made their blood run cold.

Sprawled across the floor was a grotesque figure—something that had once been human. Its body was twisted, covered in slimy scales that shimmered under the dim light. Its skin was mottled with deep purples and greens, and its limbs had mutated into grotesque forms, with webbed hands and fingers extended into sharp claws. Its eyes, large and bulging, were unnervingly fish-like, staring blankly at the ceiling. The stench of saltwater and decay permeated the air, mixing with the remnants of rotting flesh that barely clung to its form. The thing's gills twitched along its neck, sucking in shallow, ragged breaths.

"Holy… what the hell is that?!" Sato screamed, stumbling backward.

Before they could react further, the creature's body convulsed violently, and with a guttural screech, it lunged at them, moving with unnatural speed. The officers scrambled back, slamming the door shut and running for their lives. 

"Get out! Get out now!" Ishida shouted as they bolted through the apartment and into the street. Civilians turned to look as the two officers screamed for everyone to evacuate the area.

The ground shook as the mutated creature burst through the apartment door, its massive, hulking form standing grotesquely in the entranceway. A crowd gathered, but quickly scattered as the beast roared, its fish-like maw gaping wide with rows of sharp, glistening teeth.

Sato fumbled for his radio, calling for immediate backup. "This is Officer Sato—there's a monster on the loose! I repeat, a *mutated creature! Get backup to the slums now!"

Panic spread through the streets as the creature snarled, leaping onto the roof of a nearby car, its webbed claws denting the metal. A deep, otherworldly growl echoed from its throat as it stalked toward the crowd, its black eyes fixated on the terrified people scattering below.

The shadow of the Deep Ones had descended upon Tokyo, and this was only the beginning.

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Tokyo News Report: Terror Unleashed in the Slums

Location: Sumida Ward, Tokyo

Good evening. A terrifying scene unfolded earlier today in the Sumida Ward slums, where what was initially reported by authorities as a gunfight between the Tokyo Metropolitan Police and terrorists was, in fact, something much more disturbing. We have obtained exclusive footage, which contradicts the official government narrative and reveals a battle between law enforcement, the Self-Defense Forces (SDF), and a creature experts are calling a Deep One—a name familiar to fans of H.P. Lovecraft's mythos.

This footage, shot by an anonymous source, shows the chaos as officers and SDF personnel desperately fought what can only be described as a monstrous, fish-like being. This sighting follows rumors of strange appearances in the Pacific Ocean, where some believe the ancient god-like entity, Cthulhu, has been seen. Yet, despite these alarming incidents, the Japanese government has remained silent. We warn you, the following video is graphic, and viewer discretion is strongly advised.

The screen cuts to shaky footage, zooming in on a back alley in the slums. Sirens wail as the sound of gunfire and shouting fills the air.

In the video, heavily armed Tokyo police officers and SDF soldiers are seen engaging a towering, grotesque creature. Its skin, shimmering with dark green scales, looks slick and slimy, as if pulled directly from the ocean's depths. Its face is a twisted, fish-like visage with bulging eyes, sharp teeth, and gills pulsating along its neck. Tentacle-like appendages flail from its back, and despite the heavy barrage of bullets, the creature seems almost invulnerable, regenerating rapidly from the wounds inflicted upon it.

Officer (screaming): "We need more firepower! It won't go down!"

The camera shakes as explosions ring out. Armored vehicles are tossed aside like toys as the creature, despite its incomplete transformation, displays superhuman strength. Its massive claws swipe at soldiers, flipping a police car over like it was weightless. In a moment of horror, the camera zooms in on the monster's grotesque features—its bulbous eyes reflect nothing but rage and hunger, and its gaping maw reveals rows of jagged teeth that drip with viscous, dark slime.

~The officers can be heard screaming for reinforcements, panic in their voices as the creature lunges again. The clash continues, with thousands of rounds being unloaded into the beast. The noise is deafening. ~

For five harrowing minutes, the footage captures the relentless firefight. Weapons from assault rifles to grenade launchers have little effect on the creature. It regenerates faster than they can damage it, and the humans are visibly terrified. Civilians scream in the distance, and the tension is palpable as the officers try to form a line of defense while retreating under the overwhelming force of the monster.

Finally, after what seems like an eternity, the creature stumbles, its regenerative abilities appearing to weaken. It gives a final guttural screech before collapsing onto the street, twitching violently before falling still. A sigh of collective relief can be heard from the officers as they cautiously approach the lifeless body.

The camera zooms in as the officers and SDF start cleaning up the scene. One officer wipes sweat from his brow, panting heavily, while others drag their wounded away from the battle zone. The amateur cameraman manages to capture it all without being detected.

And there you have it. After an intense firefight, the creature was finally brought down, though not without casualties and a massive amount of destruction. Our source tells us this "Deep One" was not a mere myth but a teenager—Takeshi Mori—who had gone missing a week prior. His strange transformation into this nightmarish being is believed to be linked to an ancient summoning ritual involving creatures from the deep. Takeshi had become obsessed with the occult after discovering threads online that detailed forbidden rituals. 

This raises serious questions: How much does the government know about these creatures? Why aren't they sharing information with the public? Are we facing the beginning of something much larger—something far beyond our understanding?

We strongly urge all citizens to pressure the government for transparency. We deserve to know the truth about the dangers we face, especially with experts confirming these are not isolated incidents. The recent sighting of Cthulhu in the Pacific Ocean and now the manifestation of Deep Ones in Tokyo suggests we are dealing with forces beyond our control.

In other news, Japan is expected to experience sudden heavy rains and strong winds in the coming days. Scientists have expressed concern about the abrupt weather changes, wondering if they could be linked to the increasingly strange phenomena occurring across the country.

Stay tuned for more updates as we continue to uncover the truth behind these terrifying events.