Chapter 10 - Humans vs Mythics

Chapter 10 - Humans vs Mythics

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Tokyo Secret Base

In a dimly lit, bustling room, Director Kaito Nakamura, head of Chisoku—Japan's secret intelligence agency, similar to the CIA—sat at the helm. Chisoku was Japan's covert defense, working in the shadows to handle threats that most civilians would never know existed. As Nakamura stared at a data-filled spreadsheet in front of him, anxiety gnawed at his thoughts.

The footage from first responders, including police body cams, played on screens around him. The grotesque transformation of a once-human figure into a Deep One played over and over, making the reality of their situation undeniable.

"We need answers," Nakamura muttered, waving over the lead scientist, Dr. Haruto Mori, a biologist and emerging threats expert.

Mori stepped forward, adjusting his glasses nervously. "Director, the subject's body is unlike anything we've ever seen. It's regenerating at a cellular level, though the process is currently slow. On the surface, it seems dead, but inside, there's still activity."

Nakamura raised an eyebrow. "Regenerating? So, it's not fully dead?"

"Correct. And that's not all. The body has undergone significant mutations—like its DNA was rewritten. It produces saltwater internally, and the gills it developed are functional on land. It's as if biology and magic collided to create something... inhuman."

Nakamura exhaled deeply. "This is beyond science. If it's connected to those rituals, we're in more trouble than we thought."

Before Nakamura could continue, the door to the room opened, and two agents in black suits entered: Agent John Matthews and Agent Samantha Blake of the CIA. Their arrival stirred tension instantly.

"Director Nakamura," Matthews began smoothly, "we're here on behalf of the U.S. government. We believe it's in the best interest of global security that the United States takes custody of the Deep One specimen."

Nakamura's jaw clenched, but he maintained a professional tone. "This creature was a Japanese citizen. It's being held in a Japanese facility, and we're handling it."

Blake stepped forward. "We understand that. But the Deep One phenomenon isn't isolated to Japan. This is a global threat, and the U.S. has far more resources to handle it."

Nakamura's eyes narrowed. "We will not simply hand over our findings. This is a Japanese matter, and we're more than capable of managing it."

A standoff followed as the tension escalated. After a moment, Matthews sighed, "A joint operation, then. We work together, share our resources. It's the only logical solution."

Nakamura nodded reluctantly. He knew refusing outright would escalate diplomatic tensions. "Fine. A joint study. But this is still under our jurisdiction."

Matthews smirked, satisfied. "Agreed."

As the Americans began issuing orders to staff, Nakamura felt the simmering anger in the room. His agents were clearly insulted, but for now, they had to play along.

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News Segment

In a breaking news update, the Japanese government has confirmed rumors about the existence of Deep Ones. Authorities are warning the public not to engage in rituals, as it has been confirmed these actions are directly linked to the creation of these creatures. Citizens are urged to remain calm as the government works to contain the situation and investigate further.

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USA, Oval Office 

President Donald Trump sat behind his iconic Resolute Desk, flipping through the latest reports from his advisors. The news coming out of Japan was unbelievable—monsters from H.P. Lovecraft's nightmares seemed to have crossed into reality.

"Monsters," Trump muttered under his breath. "Deep Ones, they're calling them?"

CIA Director James Reynolds stood in front of him, briefing the president on the situation. "Yes, sir. According to the latest intelligence from Tokyo, these creatures show incredible regenerative abilities, superhuman strength, and... potentially, the key to immortality."

At that last word, Trump's eyes lit up. "Immortality? Now that's something. If we can figure out how they're doing that..."

Reynolds nodded. "Our joint research with Japan is already underway. We'll be doubling our efforts, per your orders, to unlock the secrets behind these creatures. This could be a game changer for us."

Trump grinned, clearly imagining the potential. "Good, good. I want updates on this every day. Immortality? That's huge, tremendous even. Nobody would ever believe it until we make it happen."

Standing up, Trump walked to a podium, preparing to address the nation. "Ladies and gentlemen, we are facing something unprecedented, but let me tell you—your government is on top of this. We're working with our great allies in Japan, and I promise you, we're going to protect you from these monsters. The United States is ready to lead."

Returning to the Oval Office, Trump grinned as his approval ratings flashed across a screen—on the rise. With a quick grab for his phone, he started to tweet about "tremendous progress" when suddenly a staffer burst through the door, out of breath and visibly panicked.

"Mr. President, you need to see this!"

Trump raised an eyebrow, the tweet half-finished. "What now?"

The staffer flipped on the TV, where a breaking news headline flashed across the screen: "Deep Ones Are Attacking Japan."

The room fell silent as footage of chaos filled the screen.

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Tokyo's iconic Shibuya Crossing was alive with energy, as it always was, even on a day as gloomy as this one. Zach "Z-Man" Carter, an American streamer living in Japan, stood amidst the crowd, phone in hand, streaming live to his growing audience on Twitch. The chat was buzzing, as usual.

"Alright, guys! What's up? We're on a journey to find some Deep Ones, baby!" Zach said into the camera, a grin plastered across his face. His chat lit up, lines of comments streaming by:

Chat:

- Yo Z-Man! Let's find those monsters!

- Hi from Cali! Get yourself some monsters today, lol!

- Weather looks kinda sketch, tho.

- Bro, is the rain ever gonna stop in Tokyo? It's been days!

Zach glanced at the dark clouds overhead. He couldn't argue with that. The weather had been terrible for days, uncharacteristic even for Tokyo.

"Yeah, the weather's been pretty weird, but that's not gonna stop us!" he exclaimed, trying to maintain the hype. "What do you guys think? Should we head to a maid café? Maybe do a ramen food tour? Or—"

A slew of comments quickly filled the screen.

Chat:

- Find those Deep Ones!

- Go to the red light district, bro. You know it's poppin' there.

- Maid café! Let's see those outfits!

- Dude, go to Ichiran Ramen—best in Tokyo!

- Bro, you see how cute those Japanese high schoolers are? 😜

Zach chuckled at the mix of comments, rolling his eyes at the more questionable ones. "Y'all are wild. Maybe after hunting some monsters, I'll check out that ramen joint. But first—"

Suddenly, a bright flash of *green lightning* split the sky, blinding the camera for a moment. Zach stumbled, trying to adjust the phone. His screen exploded with reactions.

Chat:

- WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?

- Yo, did y'all see that green lightning?!

- Bro, I think I'm blind!

- Was that a glitch, or did that really just happen?

Blinking, Zach squinted into the camera, rubbing his eyes. "Did you guys see that? That was... insane."

But as he brought the camera back up, a sudden, overwhelming sense of dread washed over him. He grabbed his chest, breathing hard, his heart racing like never before. Something was wrong—terribly wrong.

Chat:

- Yo Z-Man, you good?

- Why you holding your chest, dude?

- You look like you saw a ghost, man.

- Get outta there!

Zach could feel the fear settling deep in his bones. "Guys... something's wrong. I... I don't feel well."

Stumbling into the nearest café, Zach pushed the door open, clutching his phone tightly. Inside, he wasn't alone. Several others were crouched on the ground or slumped over tables, faces pale and eyes wide with unease. Whatever had just happened, it wasn't affecting only him.

"Guys, I'm inside now," Zach spoke shakily into his stream. "Everyone here feels it, too. Something's coming... something bad."

Chat:

- Leave NOW, Z-Man. Get out of there.

- Dude, I'm getting chills just watching.

- Something isn't right. This is creepy AF.

- Bro, the fog's rolling in—look outside!

As if on cue, a heavy downpour began outside, accompanied by a thick, creeping fog that started to shroud the streets. Zach peered out the café window, his hands trembling slightly. For a moment, everything seemed still, and then—

THUD.

A massive sound echoed through the fog. Then another. And another. Each *thud* reverberated through the ground, making the glass windows tremble.

"What the hell..." Zach whispered as his camera zoomed in through the rain-streaked window.

Suddenly, the silhouette of a creature emerged through the fog. It was massive—towering, with grotesque fish-like features, gills flaring wildly as it moved through the street. Its eyes glowed faintly in the dim light, a monstrous and horrifying presence that sent Zach into a cold sweat.

It was a Deep One.

Zach's face went pale. "Guys... it's a Deep One. We found one. Holy sh—"

The comments flew by faster than he could read them.

Chat:

- GET OUT! GET OUT NOW!

- Dude, close the doors! Barricade the place!

- Japan's DONE for, man! This is the end!

Zach turned to the café's manager, panic rising in his voice. "You need to close the doors! Barricade everything—now!"

But before the manager could react, the sounds of screams erupted from outside. People were running in every direction, desperate to escape as more Deep Ones appeared from the fog, smashing through the streets, flipping cars, and attacking anyone unfortunate enough to be in their path.

The café was thrown into chaos. Chairs overturned, people scrambled for safety, and the windows cracked from the sheer force of the monsters rampaging outside.

Zach's phone shook in his hand as he tried to steady his camera, capturing the destruction. "They're everywhere... I—I don't know if I'll make it out, guys."

Chat:

- Stay safe, Z-Man. Get out of there!

- CALL THE POLICE!

- OMG, they're everywhere! It's over.

- Please survive this!

The sound of another *thud* shook the café, and Zach glanced outside one last time. The Deep One turned its gaze towards the window, its unblinking, glowing eyes locking onto the building as if sensing the humans inside.

He gulped, stepping back. "I have to get out of here. Pray for me, chat. Pray for all of us."

The stream abruptly cut off, leaving his viewers in stunned silence, with a final line of frantic comments flashing across the screen.

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Japan was in chaos, overrun by creatures that had once been the stuff of nightmares—now a horrifying reality. And the world was watching, helpless to stop the onslaught.

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Shibuya Crossing - Aftermath of the Deep One Attack

The iconic Shibuya Crossing, once filled with life, was now an apocalyptic wasteland. A detachment from the Japanese Self-Defense Forces (SDF), alongside a few police officers, carefully picked their way through the debris. A news crew followed, live-streaming the carnage to millions of horrified viewers worldwide. Blood was smeared across the pavement, bodies lay scattered like discarded dolls, and overturned cars still smoldered, flames flickering faintly under the constant downpour.

Despite the chaos, it was eerily quiet. The only sounds were the boots of the SDF soldiers hitting the wet asphalt and the relentless rain. There were no screams, no cries for help—only silence.

The SDF team came upon a barricaded café. A soldier stepped forward, prying the door open. Inside, the scene was a nightmare. Broken furniture lay strewn across the room, blood painted the walls, and the smell of death was overwhelming. No survivors, only the chilling aftermath of an attack by the Deep Ones.

The camera zoomed in on a shattered window, capturing the emptiness outside. The cameraman whispered, his voice barely audible but resonating in the hearts of all watching: "God help us." 

It was a sentiment shared by the world.

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Twitter Thread: WE NEED HELP, PLEASE HELP US

User: @SakuraSunrise

_Thread: I'm in the mall, we're trapped! Deep Ones are everywhere. Please, someone, send help!_

Comments:

- @HopeForTokyo: We're praying for you, please stay safe!

- @BigGameHunter07: This is a hoax, right? No way these things are real.

- @RachelK: It's real! Look at the footage, idiot. People are dying!

- @SurvivorTokyo: Stay strong, we're all with you. I can hear them too. Just stay hidden.

- @LoneStar: Here's footage from Shibuya. It's happening everywhere.

As the thread continued, skeptics were shut down with overwhelming evidence. Videos of Deep Ones rampaging through the streets, people running for their lives, and buildings crumbling filled the replies. The world was no longer in doubt—this was a nightmare come to life.

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Battlefield - Close to Shibuya Crossing

The battlefield near Shibuya Crossing was a warzone, where humans fought desperately against the relentless onslaught of Deep Ones. Gunfire echoed through the ruined streets, flashes of muzzle fire illuminating the rain-soaked ground. Police officers and soldiers screamed orders over the chaos as they tried to push the monsters back.

The Deep Ones, towering creatures with slick, amphibious bodies and glowing eyes, were nearly unstoppable. Bullets tore into their flesh but did little more than slow them down. Even the heaviest artillery seemed futile, as the creatures healed within moments, their thick skin impenetrable to most conventional weapons. 

The only thing keeping the monsters at bay was fire. Soldiers wielding flamethrowers created a scorching barrier, the flames licking at the edges of the battlefield, but even that was only a temporary solution. The Deep Ones showed no signs of exhaustion, moving forward with terrifying purpose.

Amid the madness, US military reinforcements arrived—troops stationed in Japan, tanks, and helicopters all throwing everything they had at the invaders. But the creatures seemed endless, swarming through the streets with a terrifying persistence.

The battlefield was slick with mud and blood, a place where hope seemed to be fading with every second.

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*Japan's Royal Palace - Inner Gates

Inside the Royal Palace, tensions were running high. The imperial guard and SDF officers stood around a large map of Tokyo, voices raised in argument.

"The gates won't hold!" one guard shouted, pointing at the map. "If the Deep Ones break through, the civilians—"

"I know!" the SDF commander snapped, his face grim. "But we don't have a choice. If they breach the palace, there will be no escape for anyone."

Suddenly, a soldier burst into the room, breathless. "Sir! The Deep Ones—they've entered through the waterways!"

The commander slammed his fist on the table, cursing under his breath. "Deploy troops to the inner palace! Get the flamethrowers inside now!"

"But sir," another soldier hesitated, "that will leave the gates vulnerable. We won't be able to hold the line."

"It won't matter if the civilians inside are slaughtered," the commander said, his voice low but resolute. "Move the troops."

The soldier nodded, running out of the room to carry out the order. The commander, left alone for a moment, grabbed his canteen and took a long gulp of water, looking out over the palace grounds. The rain continued to fall, and in the distance, the roars of the Deep Ones echoed closer.

The commander lowered his head and whispered a prayer to Amaterasu, the Sun Goddess. "Please... save us."

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CNN BREAKING NEWS,

News Anchor :"As the situation in Japan worsens, nations around the world are scrambling to respond to the Deep One invasion."

"China has dispatched its navy, not to assist, but to set up a blockade in the waters north of Japan. The Chinese government has stated that this is a precautionary measure in case the Deep Ones attempt to spread beyond Japan's borders."

"Meanwhile, the United States has sent reinforcements to its bases in Japan. Multiple planes and helicopters are aiding ground forces in their battle against the Deep Ones, while the 7th Fleet is en route to provide further support. President Trump has pledged that America will stand by its allies in their time of need."

 "Other nations are offering prayers and moral support, though the global response has been mixed. Many governments are reluctant to send troops or resources directly, opting instead to focus on domestic defense. Japan, however, has taken unprecedented steps, opening its airports and calling for mercenaries and volunteer soldiers from around the world."

"As the battle rages on, the world holds its breath, hoping for a solution to a catastrophe that no one saw coming."