Request for Help

The meeting of the World Council continued for quite a long time. Most of the conversations were useless and political.

Marshall tried to open up the market for the sale of blue fuel and to start the sale and production of new aircraft. As always, this caused a little opposition from people in the oil producing countries, but most of these countries have been expanding plantations of plants for the production of blue fuel for the last 5 years, so they were ready to profit from it.

After many discussions, a decision was made to transfer aviation to a new type of fuel. Regular cars will use gasoline as usual, so there will be no sudden transition.

"Mr. Pentecost, can you send more Jaegers to fight the White Thorns?" One of the participants asked.

"It was not effective against a swarm of monsters. Jaegers were developed to fight against large Kaiju. And this is not the main reason why I cannot do it. Kaiju come out of the portal every month. And no matter how advanced Jaegers are, they take damage during combat. Sometimes I have to spend up to six months repairing them. If I send more Jaegers to fight the White Thorns, some areas will be vulnerable.

I will remind you that in order to fight Kaiju, we have jointly developed rules according to which we send 2-3 Jaegers against one Kaiju. If even one of them is broken, we risk losing."

  "But you now have new weapons like the sniper railgun and different machine guns. Can't you just kill Kaiju from afar?"

"Your questions are strange, as for a person with such power. We are not the only ones improving weapons. The enemy does it too. Various acid attacks or smoke screens, sonic attacks that kill pilots from the middle: this is what my pilots have to deal with and I prepare them for this. I cannot send them to help you.

The only one who could help you is Torterra, so reap the rewards of your actions!" After that, the Marshal closed the meeting of the World Council. Many did not like it. Especially to people from affected countries, but Marshall was steadfast in his decision. He has already lost 4 Jaegers in this fight. 3 Jaegers were destroyed in Africa, and one was destroyed even earlier when Marshall sent him to scout in the Antarctic.

After these losses, the Marshal realized that the Jaegers were not effective against the swarm. They have no protection against creatures that can get inside by making the opening with acid. As soon as this happened, Jaeger could be considered lost.

POV: Torterra (3 months after the World Council meeting)

When I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was some strange device near my face. It resembled miniature nuclear reactors that I had seen on TV a long time ago. But this device was more crude in design. It had a strong metal shell with a radiation sign painted on it. I also felt radiation emanating from him.

As soon as I got to my feet, this device stopped emitting radiation and air bags began to inflate from both sides of it. As soon as the airbags became large enough, the device slowly began to float to the surface.

A good invention! Why didn't they do this for me before?' Of course I understood why they didn't, so my words were tinged with sarcasm. But I really don't understand what motivated them to create something like this to hasten my awakening.

My wounds have completely healed and I seem to have grown in size. Since I didn't eat Kaiju, there were no mutations in my body, but thanks to this radioactive device, I felt full of energy.

'I've never felt so good!' I felt like I could explode from the energy that was overwhelming me.

I wanted to try something and I started gathering energy in my chest. I had three ways of using this energy:

1. Release energy as fiery breath with the ability to concentrate it into a flat beam by closing the mouth.

2. Continue to concentrate this energy in my chest until my body heats up and explodes.

3. Channel energy into my tail, through my spikes on the sides of my body, and shoot a thin beam that can cut through almost anything.

Now I had another idea. I wanted to do something like a body explosion, but not make it so massive. In order to save energy, I wanted to try to direct the energy into the hand.

The accumulated energy in my chest made my chest glow and I looked like a dragon with spikes and scars all over my body. I had thick skin covered with small plates. And this skin glowed under the armor.

I tried to channel the energy into my hand and it began to flow through my veins causing my skin to glow and the water to boil.

'Damn water! She is preventing me from seeing all the beauty of my fiery skin!' The boiling water became so strong that I could not see anything. But the light from my hand was so strong that the "night" at the bottom of the ocean turned into "day". My nails were especially bright.

'Looks like I have 4 moves now!' I didn't want to channel too much energy into my hand and cause it to explode, so I just waved my hand a few times and melted a couple of rocks before calling it quits. My hand was completely cool after 10 minutes.

This is a good reception. My punches were already deadly to anyone, but if I added some energy to my fist, I could pierce through any armor.

'From now on, I will never go to fight again without energy!' Playing with the energy in my body, I remembered how I went to fight after a whole week of work. Back then, I thought people wouldn't have anything that could hurt me, and I almost died fighting the 3 Jaegers. To create the axe, I worked for a whole week constantly emitting fire, and this exhausted my supplies.

Then there was the attack on Ruby and it pissed me off so I left unprepared. If only I had the energy for one shot...

I felt uncomfortable remembering how I almost died. But all's well that ends well, so I should have forgotten about it. It was a good challenge for me and I won't do it again!

Having finished with my experiment, I took the ax that was lying nearby and swam to the surface. As always, I didn't know how long was sleep, so the first thing I needed was information.

My large and heavy body rose smoothly to the top, ignoring the pressure difference. My tail moved from side to side, and I resembled a fat, broad, muscular lizard with armor on its back. Which actually was.

BOOM SHSHSHSH

Rising to the surface of the ocean, I created a strong splash of water and large waves. After breathing fresh air into my lungs, I felt a pleasant feeling of vigor. The sun was shining high in the sky and the white clouds were moving slowly, sometimes creating a shadow on the surface of the ocean.

Looking around, I noticed a ship lifting a radioactive device on board. I slowly swam towards this ship. My size was impressive, so I had to be careful not to cover the ship with waves.

People stood on the deck of the ship and watched me. I didn't know any of them and I'm seeing this ship for the first time, so I just wanted to ask how much I slept. Straightening up, I started flapping my tail faster and moving my legs as I rose higher out of the ocean. When my hands were above the water, I asked the people on the ship: "How long did I sleep?".

People looked at each other. Apparently, they were looking for someone who understood sign language, and after some time a man with a beard on his face came out of the group of people. He came closer and stood on the edge of the ship.

"11 months." Said the man.

I think that was my record. Although so much time has passed that I don't even remember how long and how many times I fell asleep after the battle. I nodded my head and was about to sail to my island when the man continued to speak.

"Please! Help us!"

I stopped and looked at the man. Their ship was whole and undamaged, so what does he want from me?

"We will lose the war. Already hundreds of millions of people have died! White Thorns came from Antarctica and attacked Africa and South America. The whole world is sending their troops to fight them, but we keep losing and losing territory!"

Hearing his words, I froze in place. What he described reminded me of a dream I had.

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