Monster Hunter. :Gift:

The giant monster roared, it's shriek piercing through the rainy night. Army tanks with specially modified weapons lined up in a row. The command was given, and they opened fire. The monster roared again, but it wasn't a roar of pain. It was of anger. The large flat dorsal plates, arranged in rows upon it's back, flashed a bright neon blue. It looked at the tanks, and opened it's jaws. The same neon blue glow built up in the mouth, and the monster let loose with a blast of atomic breath. The tanks were vaporized in the thermo-nuclear onslaught.

Vincent Palm shock his head.
"I could have told them that wouldn't work. Maser weaponry is completely ineffective against this particular Godzillasaurus aberration."
Sylvia Chandler, Vincent's assistant and girlfriend, looked at him and frowned.
"Could you say that again?" she asked. "But in English this time?"
"It means," Vincent said, "those guns don't work against Godzilla."
"That's what I though you said." Sylvia chuckled. "You do realize that this is only a movie, Vince?"
Vincent sighed.
"Of course I do, but it's also research. As cliched as these movies can be, they do sometimes have some interesting ideas that we could use."
With that, he stood up and started to leave the room.
"Hey wait," Sylvia said, "the movie isn't finished yet."
"I know, but I have other things I really need to do," he replied.
Sylvia shook her head as Vincent left.
"You know," she called out, "there are times where I think that it's not that you can't relax, but rather that you don't want to relax."
With that, Sylvia chuckled and settled in to watch the rest of the movie, helping herself to the rest of Vincent's popcorn.

Vincent made his way down to his workshop. He knew Sylvia meant well, but he took his self appointed role as San Miyamoto's protector and resident monster hunter seriously. He looked over some new tools that he and Sylvia had come up with, and selected one. It was a sonic gun. He checked it over, and was about to test it, when suddenly an alarm started blaring. He ran back up to find Sylvia, bumping into her as she made her way down to him.
"What's up?" he asked.
"A large monster has just surfaced in San Miyamoto bay," she said. "Early reports say it looks like some kind of crustacean."
A smile crossed Vincent's face. It was time to get to work...


A gift for

Vincent, Sylvia, and San Miyamoto belong to

Godzilla belongs to Toho.