Well, here's a porject I've been designing and playing around with for a while. Deepeding on the reaction I get from everyone, i'll continue it or scrap it. I hope you enjoy, and if you do, please review!

Katsuro

The blast was unnerving.

Somewhere in Tokyo, a supposed 'secret base' had a nuclear eruption, causing mysterious samples and radiation to pour out onto the functioning daytime streets. The radiation sent a wave of panic and threatened affected everyone in Tokyo. You were affected the most if you were having a block party just a few meters from where the underground base was.

Everything turned several shades brighter. I'm not sure if that's what really happens in a nuclear explosion, or if it was just my mind going haywire and playing tricks on me. But there were flashes of red in certain places. The ground below us formed cracks and everything was covered in dust and soot.

Some people around me just… disappeared. I still have no idea how they died, or if they got vaporized. I had to watch other people's skin get slowly peeled away and hear everyone's screams and cries.

I had to see bricks turn to rubble and I had to see the building's metal and concrete skeletons. I also had to observe the bony human skeletons, if there was anything left.

I'm pretty sure there were less than 20 survivors, and I'm one of them. Katsuro Hikaru. My name will probably be in news articles and magazines and even books for a while, because I survived the deadly nuclear explosion in Japan. The second worst thing to happen to Tokyo since Godzilla.

But now, I'm just another 17 year old, heading off to high school. I've got black hair that stands up, and I like to highlight with some unusual color, and right now it's a bright red. My eyes are green. Some people actually comment how my eyes and hair complement Christmas. I'm not that tall, I'm average height with fair skin. At the moment, I'm wearing a simple red t-shirt, raged blue jeans, and a one-ton backpack.

"Katsuro!" A cherry voice called my name from the end of the block. I smiled as I saw my best friend, Airi Chinatsu. Yeah, she's a girl, but you could say she's a tomboy. We're not dating or anything, but I've always viewed her as a kind of pretty girl. She has silky black hair that curves down to her neck, bright brown eyes and a flashing smile that was as bright as her white shirt. She didn't seem to have a problem with her backpack, and her attitude brightened my mood.

I finally reached her, and she easily fell in sync with my steps as we began to chat about everything.

"Haruki isn't with you?" I asked.

Airi looked at me. "Huh? I thought he would be following you, like he always does."

"I thought my little ball of energy was missing today." And that's pretty much how I view Haruki. He's my personal sun. He's always super excited about nothing and rarely gets upset. He follows me around all the time, but I don't really care 'cause he's my best 'guy friend.'

Airi shrugged. "Well, he's either at school or sick. I know Park said she definitely won't make it today, and Ricky and Shouta should be at school today.

I groaned at the word Ricky, and Airi giggled. "I don't get why you're not good friends with Ricky! I mean, he doesn't hate you and he's a pretty cool guy."

Was I jealous? Maybe. Ricky wasn't a thug or a anything, he just liked to wear leather, so his appearance is deceiving. He does carry a knife with him, but it's a Swiss army knife with at least 20 tools in it. Maybe the reason why I don't like him is because sometimes he can think he's cooler than he actually is.

Bang! Something collided with my back, sending me to the ground. My forehead collided with the concrete, my skull jerking up and down. The skin was scraped off my hands and knees as I hit the ground, stinging and making my skin messed up and torn.

As I groaned, someone else groaned behind me. I turned around to give whoever slammed into me a piece of my mind, but then I saw it was Haruki. I laughed while I rubbed his head and he rubbed his.

I shoved gave him a playful shove, and he cried out in mock complaint. "That'll teach you to tackle a guy with a heavy backpack on!" I laughed. Haruki was noticeably shorter than me, but he wasn't that short. He had spiky hair which he always jelled up so it reached its maximum height. He had tan skin and large black eyes that were always wide and full of light.

Haruki laughed, and from above, Airi joined in. I playfully yanked her leg, and she fell down on top of me. We all laughed harder, and didn't bother to try to stand up for a while. The truth was, I don't know how we managed to laugh, or how we managed to survive.

'Cause you see, the three of us, Ricky, and Shouta are all survivors. We all escaped the blast with minor radiation poisoning. However, it doesn't matter, because every day, the life slowly slips away from us.

However, our surviving wasn't just a miracle. As I was going to find out, it was something more.

We all eventually got up, and we continued walking to school. As soon as we were across the street from there, I groaned.

Usually, there was a crowd of students greeting each other and staying outside until school starts. However, there was no one there. "No… we're late!" I cried.

Haruki, as usual, was more optimistic. "Oh, come on! I'm sure we're not that late. Besides, how bad are they going to chew out some kids with radiation poisoning on their first time late to school?"

Well, I didn't know how he could make something good out of radiation poisoning, but Airi and I had to agree. Airi was still anxious, though, because she cares about her reputation. "C'mon, let's just get across the street quickly." Airi stepped off the side walk, and as her shoe hit the asphalt, my eyes widened.

"Look out, Airi!" I cried. I put my arm out to block her, and slightly pushed her back. The truck that came barreling down the road missed her by centimeters.

Everyone's eyes widened as the large brown truck swerved to the side of the road, honking its horn as it swerved to the side and rested on the curb. Airi covered her mouth with her hand, and Haruki's jaw hung open, speechless. My eyes opened wider as a large, burly man stepped out of the truck, and made his way to us on the sidewalk.

We all shuffled back, intimidated by the man, but we knew there was no escaping the man. He was easily a meter taller than me, had very pale skin, and black hair that was combed to the side. His thick black eyebrows were knit closely together, but it seemed that it was more out of tension than anger. His black eyes had a sharp focus, and by the way he walked I could tell he meant business. His was dresses in cmaflouge pants and a black jacket over a tight, white shirt.

"Who do you three kids think you are?" the man asked.

At first I was puzzled. When the man spoke, his question didn't sound all that angry or like a threat, but it sounded like a genuine question. "Uh… w-we didn't mean to cause any trouble sir…" I started.

Airi was jittery beside me, and she jumped in to finish. "I-I wasn't looking at the street… you see, w-we're late for school and…"

Airi stopped when the man shook his head. The man asked again, this time differently. "I mean, what are your names?"

Haruki stepped forward, gulping slightly but keeping his voice level. "I'm Haruki… Haruki Kouki, he's Katsuro Hikaru, and she's Airi Chinatsu."

The man nodded, pulling out a notepad from his shirt pocket. He smiled as he read it. "Perfect. You're wanted by the government."

"WHAT!" I cried, letting my surprise bolt out of my mouth. "Wha… WHY?"

The man chuckled. "Don't worry, you're not in trouble. You're just wanted for studies, because you know, you've survived the base exploding for over half a year with radiation poisoning."

All of us took a slight blow at the sounds of the words 'radiation poisoning.' But then, I paid attention to the rest of the sentence, and picked up an interesting statement. "So…" I accused. "It was a base that exploded?"

The man sighed. "Woops, I'm going to get in some trouble for letting that one slip… Anyway, my name is Kichirou, and I work for a secret organization called HAWKS, or Human Affected Warping Kaiju Study. Our main goal is the study and combat of kaiju."

"Wait…" Airi interrupted. "First off, you mean kaiju as in Godzilla, Rodan, and Biollante? And secondly, what is a warping kaiju?"

"Well, we do focus on the large daikaiju like Godzilla and such. However, after 1995, there hasn't been much activity, and we've been studying samples of kaiju and creating combat weapons. When the explosion went off, there were some samples that got released and were possibly released."

"A Human affected kaiju, or kaiju affected human, is a human or kaiju who have joined with the same radiation source, therefore affecting their lifespan and/or body structure."

"So, let me guess…" I began, "I human affected Warping Kaiju is basically the same thing accept the have the ability to turn back and forth between human and kaiju?"

Kichirou nodded, and turned around. "Now will you please follow me into the truck?"

I stood my ground for a little, and an idea popped into my head. "We'll get in the truck if you answer one more question." Airi and Haruki looked at me like I was crazy, but I didn't care.

Kichirou turned back around and sighed. "Alright, what's your question?"

And so, I began my dramatic question. "If you need us to 'study radiation poisoning, and you study kaiju, or more specifically, Human Affected Morphing Kaiju, you could only want us for one reason…" I could tell by everyone's expressions, they knew what was coming next. "Are we Kaiju affected warping humans?"

Kichirou looked at the ground for a while, and then looked me straight in the eyes. "Yes, you are. Now get in the truck. You've got a lot of action in store for you three, and possibly others."

Well, that's it! there are many kaiju human fics out there, and more have recently have been popping up. Review their's as well as mine!

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