Kaiju Rising: Age of Monsters by unknow

Author:unknow
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Ragnarok Publications
Published: 2014-02-09T06:00:00+00:00

The Flight of the Red Monsters

Bonnie Jo Stufflebeam

It is a pleasure to crush. Under the slap weight of our tails, human vehicles crunch like breaking seashells. When walking, I try to avoid the ones that move, but like the microscopic snails that litter the pools at low tide, they are too difficult to avoid altogether. It is not pleasant to suck their slick guts from the points of our crusher walkers. They leave behind a red goo that reeks like the earth outside the sea. If it were up to us, they would not be here. It would be easier if they were not here.

Because of them we have been forced to make our way from the world below the sea, that place that we called home for longer than humans existed. It took a while for their stain to reach where we dwell, but we knew whose doing it was when we saw the ink so much like the squid but thicker, darker, invasive, coating the scales of our food fish, our food weeds, until they were inedible. Would they have us starve? We had heard from ones who have seen them in their habitat that they are a compassionate species, for their part, and so we hoped they would not have us starve but would allow us to cross their dirt to get at the other side, where maybe their oceans were not as saturated and where maybe we could find another world beneath the waves.

We did not know they would kill as many of us as they could. We did not know they would be able to kill any of us, the ones of hard shells, at all. We cannot let such a crime go unpunished. We will ruin the human cities as they ruined ours. I will ruin their home as they ruined mine.

It is a pleasure.

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The red monsters took everything. First they took my car, a brand new Honda Hybrid Civic, still in payments. Second they crushed my parents’ condo in Marina del Rey, forcing Mom and Dad to pack up what was left of their belongings and move in with Simon and me in Venice, leaving behind a pile of rubble, that nostalgic salt water home smell wiped out forever. Then, the red monsters took Simon.

We were out with some friends when it happened, having a drink at a local bar in a desperate attempt to get away from my folks for a second. They’d been pestering us about when we were going to get married, been trying to convince us that one of us should sleep on the couch while they were there. They weren’t normally so crazy; it was the red monsters. The red monsters made people freak the fuck out. Simon was handling it remarkably well, but I was starting to wonder, too, when we might get married, if we might get married, the thought leaving me with equal parts fear, revulsion, and a warm glee. Marriage was a weird, outdated thing, wasn’t it?

I didn’t have to figure it out.

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