The Struggle Continues

It was crazy! I tried to deal as much damage as possible by biting and tearing at it, I was able to free my hands and connect them to deal damage, clawing at everything in front of me. Blue blood poured out and his organs began to fall into the water below us.

RAAAAARRRRGGGGHHHHHH!

The Kaiju screamed in pain. His damage increased with each passing second. But not everything was so good! His small hands clawed at my neck and hands, and with his large hands he began to press me to the ground, trying to pull me away. I managed to support his weight by falling to my knees and my neck was long enough to continue the damage.

Seeing that he was unable to crush me, the Kaiju grabbed me with his hands on both sides of the shell and with a cry picked me up and threw me onto the shore of the city. It was unexpected for me and all I could do was give in to free flight. I saw him moving away from me, or rather I was moving away from him! There was a jolt from the side of the shell, and I saw the building I had entered collapse behind me. All this mass of concrete and iron began to fall on me, so I hid my limbs and head in the armor, but it felt like I was putting my head in a bag of blades. Reinforcements and steel beams penetrated under the armor and cut into the skin. I had to suffer through gritted teeth.

Kaiju crawled towards the ruins of the building. One of his legs was broken and he could not control his lower body well due to the lack of abdominal muscles. But his hands allowed me to get closer. Without waiting for me to climb out of the rubble, he began to deliver his blows, blowing away the dust from the building's collapse and raising a new cloud of dust.

Boom! Bah! Boom! Blow after blow fell on me. I didn't see anything. Where do the blows come from? Garbage and dust did not allow orientation. I didn't know what to do. He didn't die from that amount of damage. Kaiju were hard to kill in the movie. They were made to wage war, to destroy before he could move. With severed limbs or even missing organs, they continued to fight. Real battle maniacs.

I regretted acting thoughtlessly. I didn't prepare. I didn't even explore all my strengths, and I didn't train what I already found out. I played with dolphins while I had to test the limits of my body. At the bottom of the ocean I could have tested my strength, but instead I just enjoyed the view of the monotonous space. This is a special world. Now I live in the world of "Pacific Rim". I don't know why this Kaiju is so strong. Perhaps this is not his first attack? Perhaps the mane was misled by the patient attitude of the military. "They didn't shoot at me, and I thought they hadn't seen creatures like me. Maybe if they'd attacked me right away, I wouldn't have been in this situation!"

"No! They didn't attack me, and that's good. They didn't make a mistake about me! I don't want to kill anyone! I'm going to live! I'm not going to die here! I'm Gamera now!"

Quickly getting out from under the rubble, I jumped out in the direction of the blows. I punched blindly and managed to catch the crest on the Kaiju's face. I did not limit myself to one blow and delivered another blow to the teeth, knocking them out. The blows dispersed the dust, and I saw his evil face. It was impossible to do much damage to the head because it had one solid bone instead of a face. When he recovered from the blows, he looked into my eyes, and I wavered again in my heart, but it caused anger. Strong anger.

"He's a murderer! A vile creature who tramples on the weak! How dare he look at me with pride!"

Tightening my arms, I quickly inserted the claws of my left hand into the Kaiju's eye and grabbed his lower jaw with my right hand. He roared in pain and tried to pull my hands away. He clenched his fists, squeezing my hands tightly. The pressure was so strong that I felt the blood vessels in my hand burst and red blood began to flow from under my claws. My anger drowned out the pain and I tried to pry his mouth open. When I succeeded, I filled my chest with air. It was instinctive. An instinct awakened by anger.

ROAAAAAAAAAAAARRRHHHH!

A strong flame shot out of my mouth, engulfing everything in front of me. It spilled red onto my hands and onto the Kaiju's face, and continued down his body. The water of the bay behind him began to boil and evaporate. Screams and screeches could be heard alongside the noise of flames, as if from a jet engine. Smoke and the smell of burning filled the air. I didn't stop! I intended to express everything I had: all my anger and fear, all the frustration and confusion that had been building up inside me since I came into this world.

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