(Get ready for the psychotic ride of your life. Just be gentle in the review okay?)
Utah Foundation of Bio-Organic Research Main Base
Gordon Knight paced up and down his oak and steel office. He was impatient, waiting for the call from General Tom Levi Garrison about the meeting. It was today, but he was not told what time. He would not be told what time until the general called him. Secrecy, this was getting ridiculous. Gordon's hands trembled with anxiousness. He waited for the call, but he also waited for his top computer programmer and engineer William Penter. Will was going to bring his latest invention, the holographic projector to test out the long range wireless connection. He wanted to make sure Mechagodzilla could operate it, even from inside such a secret place as this base. Gordon heard that they were actually going to be blind folded when he, Will, and Katsura go to the base. But he had Mechagodzilla, and no matter how secret this base was, the bio-mech could always track them. Gordon's head turned slightly as he heard a rap on his door.
"Come in!" he cried.
He saw a head poke through the door. It was Will. The frosted hair colored computer programmer pushed the door open, wheeling in his projector on a dolly. Will backed up for a moment, rolling the dolly a round towards Gordon.
"Is it hooked up?" Gordon asked.
"Ready to be plugged in, Gordon," replied Will.
Will leaned over, flipping a metal plate on the floor up. He plugged in his projector. He got up, running the program through his laptop into the projector. Watching with a smile on his face, the projector came to life. A ghostly image appeared before them. The image was 7 feet tall and it was somewhat reptilian. Silvery armored plates covered the image of the reptilian creature, but the face was bare. The face was cool and calm, almost draconic in nature. Two golden eyes regarded Gordon with a cool greeting. The top of the armored reptile was a mane of slivery dreadlocks. The image's armored tail patted the ground.
"Kiryuu," said Gordon.
"I am here, Gordon," the image replied. Though, the mouth worked in sync with the voice--the voice itself originated from the laptop speakers. Gordon smiled, feeling a bit calmer now that he was hearing the rich, powerful, deep-throated voice of Kiryuu Mechagodzilla. Though the voice was sampled from his own, it seemed to take on a whole different tone coming from Kiryuu. Not even Gordon's voice sounded that powerful. Still, right now, it was the most comforting sound he heard all day.
"I'm glad you are!" Gordon smiled. "I see the wireless connection is working well."
"Even through all this interference inside this building," said Will. "The connection is holding up."
"There may be more interference at the base," informed Kiryuu.
"I told General Garrison that you're coming," said Gordon. "Though, he did object, I told him that if he didn't let you sit in on the meeting, we'd pack up and go back to Japan!"
"And he bought that?" asked Will.
"Apparently, he's desperate," Gordon chuckled. "Or he wouldn't have agreed. So, he's lowered some of the defenses, but Kiryuu has to monitor anything going in or out. That's the deal."
"I am willing to function as a firewall, Gordon," Kiryuu said. "As long as I know what is about to be installed inside of me."
"You will, I've made sure of that," he said. "Especially since you've been a good boy and kept your nosy CPU out of government files."
Kiryuu took on a prouder position, folding his arms behind his back. He only cared about making Gordon proud of him. The CEO of the Foundation was a very hard person to please. Though, when he was pleased, it was all the worth while of doing so. Still, Kiryuu could not help but to notice how disturbed Gordon was. He was not in the best of moods. It was best not to press him about it.
"Is Katsura here yet?" Gordon asked.
"She is coming down the hall as we speak, Gordon," Kiryuu replied.
"Good," he said.
"What's this about us being blind folded when we get into the limousine?" asked Will.
"Wait until Katsura comes in," said Gordon. His head turned just as he heard another rap on the door. "Come in, Katsura."
Dr. Katsura Yugami, one of the head bio-syntech researchers and biochemists on the project Mechagodzilla, stepped through the door. She huffed a breath, grabbing the wall to steady herself. She was late.
"Ran down the hallway, huh?" Gordon sighed. "You're almost late, Katsura."
"Traffic in Salt Lake is awful," she grunted.
"You could have left an hour earlier," he said.
"Please," Katsura snorted. "I had paper work to file first before the meeting."
"We are all in a knot today," sniffed Will.
"It's the stupid meeting," said Gordon.
"And about the blind folding?" Will asked, waiting for his question to be answered.
Gordon walked behind his desk and sat down. Will, Katsura, and Kiryuu followed his movements, curiosity was on their faces. He folded his hand on the top of his smooth desk and sighed.
"It's for security measures," said Gordon. "That weapon is so top secret that they don't want to even reveal where it's being held or where we are going to meet to talk about it. So, we're to be blindfolded while we're in the limo to the base. They'll unblindfold us when we get to the base. But, I have an alibi." His eyes turned to Kiryuu. "You my dear robotic hacker-wiz. You're going to monitor our trip as we go through Katsura. They can't detect your link with her."
"If she can't see, then I won't be able to either," Kiryuu informed. "I see through her eyes."
"That's just it," Gordon continued. "You're going to monitor the trip with the satellites and report back to Katsura."
"I see," Kiryuu said. "So, I shall be your spy?"
"Precisely, Kiryuu!" Gordon smiled. "Will programmed no fool when he programmed you."
"Thank you, Gordon," Kiryuu replied.
"I did my best, Gordon," said Will.
"That you did," Gordon agreed. He looked back towards Katsura and Kiryuu. "We are to wait for them outside this building. They won't even come in."
"This whole thing smells of rotten fish, Gordon," snorted Will.
"Though fish is not our concern, Gordon," began Kiryuu. "I do agree with Will's analogy."
Will went to the window, watching for the limo to drive up. Gordon stared down at the phone, waiting for that call.
"So, we're to stay here until they call?" Katsura asked.
"That's it," Gordon sighed. He crossed his arms in frustration.
Kiryuu took his seat on a chair, folding his metallic claws into his lap, his head was lowered. Katsura reached out to him, giving him a pat on his back. He glanced back at her, a small smile appeared on his bio-mechanical lips. Katsura smiled back and looked at Gordon.
"When are they going to call?" Will asked.
"Soon, I hope," he said. "Or I'm calling this ass pitted thing off."
The phone finally rang. Katsura, Kiryuu, Will, and Gordon jumped up staring down at the phone. Gordon snatched the receiver up and held it to his ear.
"Dory?" he asked. "Okay...good, send them through."
The other three listened in closely to Gordon as he began to talk.
"General Garrison," said Gordon. "Yes, we're all here. Yes, he's here too. Are you ready to receive us? Go outside to the main entrance? Okay, we will. Thank you, general. Good-bye."
"That's it?" asked Will.
"Come on team," sighed Gordon. "
Will, unhook the projector and roll it on down. The limo will be here in five minutes."
"Okay, Kiryuu," said Will. "I'll have to unhook you."
Kiryuu turned back to Katsura.
"I'll see you at the base," he said.
"I know," she replied. Katsura watched as the image of Mechagodzilla disappeared when Will turned off the projector. Gordon opened the door for Will as he rolled the dolly out of the office, followed by Katsura. All three of them went down the hall to the elevator. Gordon's secretary Dory greeted them as they passed her desk.
"Hold all calls and meetings until I return, Dory," said Gordon.
"Yes, Mr. Knight," Dory replied.
Once they were beyond Dory's hearing range, Katsura spoke up.
"Kiryuu said that he has looked further into the files that he managed to gather about Dr. Who," she began.
"Anything important, or is it more code words?" asked Gordon.
"No, an actual test site this time, Gordon," she said. "Kiryuu said that there was a radio static disturbance on one of the uninhabited islands of Hawaii--the smaller ones. He said that Hubbell accidentally got a picture of it as it was turning around for a shot of Alpha Centari. Kiryuu's got pictures..."
"Pictures?" Gordon stopped, stunned. "Of what?"
"It's a radio sonigraph of a funnel," Katsura continued.
Will glanced back at them, noticing that they had stopped.
"It was emitting high frequency radio waves," Katsura continued. "The same as a black hole would. But Kiryuu can't come to a conclusion that--that's what it is. He won't come to that conclusion..."
"The conclusion that this weapon's some kind of black hole?" Gordon asked. "I wouldn't either. It's too superficial to be something as fantastic as that. May be some new aged proton gun America's cooking up."
"Black hole?" asked Will. He turned his head away from the group. There was something strangely familiar about it. A weapon that could create a black hole, he heard that somewhere before.
"Will?" asked Katsura. "Is there something wrong?"
"Nothing," he sighed.
"You hiding something?" asked Gordon. "Out with it!"
"No," he said. "It's nothing, really. It was a stupid idea."
Gordon sighed. He could not worry about stupid ideas right now. All three of the piled into the elevator and he glanced back at Katsura.
"Something like that would have been hidden from the public," said Gordon. "How did Kiryuu get a hold of it without hacking? Or did he hack?"
"He swears he didn't," said Katsura. "He says the picture was on NASA's site, but they altered it to make it look like a black hole in space. They accidentally put it up on their site for free viewing. They didn't do a good job. Kiryuu said he could see the palm trees and he matched that with the reports from some of the fishermen boats out on the coast who saw a bright flash for a moment. They said their radios went dead, but the equipment did not. So, it wasn't a nuke. Kiryuu does suspect that it is possible that they are releasing fragments of information to fool hackers and spies though."
"He's hacking without hacking," Gordon chuckled.
"He's using the information he found openly to come to this conclusion that it's the weapon," said Katsura.
Gordon felt the elevator began to move as he pressed for the lobby. He crossed his arms. More and more he began to not like this idea of the weapon being installed in Kiryuu. It was a good idea when he first heard about it, but then, he grew to despise it. His mind decided to turn to other things.
"Does Kiryuu know about the monster?" he asked.
"Aside from the attack reports he's been downloading from various local news sites," Katsura said. "Nothing else. The monster stays underground. Kiryuu says that the government is suppressing information, though. Whenever a report gets close to unlocking the monster's identity, there's a gap in the news feed. They want no one to know about the monster. In fact, the release that it is a monster is very recent. Mostly because a camera caught a silhouette of the monster."
"Government conspiracies," Gordon snorted. "Damnit it to hell! I hope they reveal everything to us once we're at the meeting. Kiryuu can't function right unless he knows what he's going up against. We wouldn't be able to run simulations without it!"
"I'm sure they'll tell us, Gordon," said Will.
The elevator slowed to a stop and the steel doors opened. Will rolled the dolly out, walking out into the lobby. Gordon and Katsura followed close behind him as they walked out the main entrance of the Utah Foundation Headquarters. The sky was cloudy and defused the sunlight with a gray haze. Gordon took in another breath, looking at Katsura and Will. This was a dreary day, he just hoped that it would get better. The black, sleek-looking limo was already there, waiting for them. One of the men, an agent dressed in a black suit had the door open for them. The three stopped for a moment. Will pulled the dolly around and lifted the projector up, leaning it against his chest. Katsura helped out, grabbing Will's laptop from the dolly.
"Excuse me sirs and ma'am," began the agent. He got out three black bandanas. "But this is for security."
"Right," sighed Gordon. "Blindfolds."
He turned around, his back facing the agent as he began to put the blindfold on Gordon's eyes. He guided Gordon head first into the limo. Then, Katsura was next. The agent pulled her hair back, tying the blindfold to her eyes. He turned slightly, noticing the black connection port at the base of her head. He reached up to touch the port with his fingers.
"What's this?" the agent asked.
"That's...a..." Katsura swallowed. She did not want this man to touch that spot, let alone know its purpose. "A...mole..."
"Strange looking mole," he said as he tied the blindfold tightly. He smoothed back her tea colored, long hair.
"That's what my doctor said too," she said. "But it's not causing any problems. It's just a conversation piece."
The agent shrugged and guided her down into the limo. Katsura tucked the laptop into her arms and took in a breath. She could not see anything out of the blindfold, but she could see her feet through the cracks.
"Is this the projector?" the agent asked Will.
"Yes," Will said as he turned around so the agent could put his blindfold on. "And Katsura has my laptop."
"The general wants to know if the connection is truly safe," he said.
"It is," said Will. "Mechagodzilla will make sure no one is monitoring him from out base."
As soon as the blindfold was on, Will was also guided down. The agent hopped into the limo, sitting opposite of the three passengers.
"You better hope so, Mr. Penter," said the agent. "All three of you better hope so."
"Great, we're being threatened," sighed Gordon.
"It's all for security," said the agent. He closed the door and tapped on the glass that separated him from the driver. The three felt the car moving. He turned back to his passengers and smiled. "Now just sit back and enjoy the ride."
Katsura, Kiryuu began inside of Katsura's mind.
Don't be alarmed.
I hear you, she said.
I've tapped into the satellites, he announced.
Relax for a moment. I am sending you a visual feed from what I am viewing from the satellites. You'll see the top of your limo, to be exact.
You're wonderful, she projected. Katsura tried to keep a straight face, making sure that the agent did not know she was communicating with Kiryuu.
Just keep quiet during the trip, Katsura, Kiryuu said.
Don't making any hints to the port. He already knows it's there.
I made him think it's a mole, she told him.
It's best that the US army never knows, he said.
For our sakes. I don't want to be separated from you. Transmitting feed...
It was an incredible sight. She saw the image of the limo and the Utah Foundation building being projected on the back of her eyelids. The limo was turning, exiting the city. Of course the base would be outside the city. She wondered if they would be nearing an airfield to be transported by plane. Kiryuu kept track of the trip. Several times, the limo went into tunnels underground. Obviously this was to throw off anyone who was tracking them--but Kiryuu had access to Foundation satellites. He switched the cameras to sonar, keeping track of the vehicle while it was traveling underground. He wanted to make sure that they were not out of his sight during this trip. Kiryuu wished that he could physically follow them, just incase something might happen to them. He cursed his restraints. Katsura kept her eyes closed so that she could view what Kiryuu was viewing. She leaned her head against the window, taking in a deep breath.