Dedicated to Akihiko Hirata

Who am I? Well my name is Atsumori I am originally from North Korea. Terrible things happened there and I will never go back. If you would like to know I won't tell ask my brother he likes to tell the story but first stay for my story because I am better no questions asked. I said no questions fat man, now stop commenting now and take your hands off the keyboard. Okay now that we have that out of the way.. I have found a new life here in Tokyo as a business man working for Sony. Now enough about me, years ago the scientists in the secret service conducted a risky experiment, it went horribly right. They attempted to mutate a komodo dragon and it miraculously worked! The lizard grew to be 50 feet 6 inches 2 centimeters and 7 millimeters in a matter of 3.4768 minutes but who's counting anyway right. SHUT UP FAT MAN I KNOW YOU'RE NOT COUNTING! Anyway they came to find that he was extremely intelligent. He began to make amazing breakthroughs in the world of science. This fat man is my my brother, he’s as fat as James and his giant peach.

But there is something you need to know about me. I am secretly very good at the xylophone oh and I’m also a ninja, you are not allowed to tell anyone this because it will be the end of me. Now back to the story, it all started at Sony.

I walked into my office at Sony greeted as usual by my secretary, “Hello Mr. Atsumori!” She said with excitement. I politely waved and smiled wide like a kid getting candy. I walked into my office calmly and sat down, thrusted my bag onto the table and got to work. It was a normal day, the sun was shining, the birds chirping, the smog from the factories thickly bellowing out of the smokestacks of the factories like the steam coming from mugs of warm tea.

Then suddenly it felt like an earthquake, then screaming came from the streets below. I looked straight out and my eyes were met by a gigantic, ravenous lizard.. It was Godzilla. Mini guns sprouted from his shoulders and lasers bellowed from his eyes like volcanoes.

He shouted with a blood curtling low voice, “THIS CITY HAS DONE NOTHING FOR ME!” in his bundle of rage he wiped his tale through the neighboring building. “YOU HAVE NEVER HEADED MY WORDS ABOUT THE POLLUTION IN THE AIR,” he continued, “WHEN WILL YOU LEARN THAT YOUR ACTIONS HAVE CONSEQUENCES!” He must have screeched for five minutes before he took hostages. First little Jack his mother reached for him in desperation. She managed to touch Jack's hand before he was ripped away and she fell on her knees her face was covered in tears. He then managed to take fifteen more hostages into his cave. I didn’t think those hostages would ever come back. I watched him terrorize skyscrapers cutting through them like he had done this millions of times before. Then I remembered, back in 1954 he had. I knew I had to do something and that something needed to be fast.