Colossus By Design: Entry 0071 - Meet Us There

[November 28, 2145]
[Old Miami, former American continent]

[Serizawa's Light and Royal Commando standby in the former city, waiting around as the naval escort stocks up on supplies from the local military base]


(Arthur Roy): How much longer until we can get back to the action?

(Satoshi Yamane): Be patient.

(Arthur Roy): Uggghhh.......... fine. I'll wait.

(Satoshi Yamane): If you wish for some action, I suggest looking to the sky.

(Arthur Roy): The sky? Why--


[Sirens blare across the area; soldiers get geared up and ready for combat]
[Royal Commando looks upwards and sees a small group of Mantid Buzzards zipping past]


(Arthur Roy): Of course he's right again.....


[Royal Commando and Serizawa's Light take combat stances, awaiting the arrival of the P.E.M.F.s]
[Mantid Buzzards continue flying to the east, across the ocean]


(Arthur Roy): What the-- Why didn't they engage? That's not normal of them to--

(Satoshi Yamane): Arthur.

(Arthur Roy): Oh, let me guess, another blimey prediction of the events around us.

(Satoshi Yamane): Just look behind you, up in the sky.


[Serizawa's Light and Royal Commando turn around, looking up at the sky]
[Dark storm clouds plague the skies now; thunder booms and rain pours down]
[An enormous dark shape moves through the dark clouds; thunder booms, only just illuminating its winged dragon-esque figure]


(Arthur Roy): Woah.....

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[November 29, 2145]
[Southern Ocean]

[Small naval fleet division monitoring seas off the coastline of Antarctica]


(Captain): Any signs of activity yet?

(Crewman 1): No sir-- Wait..... got something!

(Captain): What is it?

(Crewman 2): Large quantities of marine life making their way past us.

(Captain): Marine life? This time of year isn't on the migration calendars.....

(Crewman 3): Captain, storms are growing more intense! At this rate, we might need to make our way back to shore!

(Captain): Noted. All hands, prepare to retreat back to G.U.D. headquarters. Lock down all hatches until we make our way back to to land. What's the status on the abnormal sea life movement?

(Crewman 1): Movement appears to have ceased. Nothing now.

(Captain): Alright, take us back--

(Crewman 3): SIR!

(Captain): What is it?

(Crewman 3): Additional contact! Coming in from the west and closing fast!

(Captain): Do we have a visual?

(Crewman 2): Visual should be coming about..... now. Object is currently beneath us and moving north.

(Captain): Get the visual feed up and running.

(Crewman 2): Yes, sir.


[Holographic video feed of underwater cameras is brought up in the main deck]
[Video feed shows the the back of the Alpha swimming north]
[All personnel are stunned at the surveillance]


(Captain): Get headquarters on the line! Alert them to the presence of the Alpha!

(Crewmen): Yes, sir!


[Captain continues to watch the feed of the Alpha as it disappears into the darkness]


(Captain): Where could you be going now.....