• He stands staring at the crashing waves from the pier. The distant chatter of the fishermen and their families echo around him. Nearly deafening. He taps his cigar and watches the ash tumble through the air into the sea below. It was an old pier. The boards moaned and groaned with each step the crowds took. He turns to watch the families venture from side to side, in hopes of seeing marine life below. A little girl no more than seven years of age tries her best to catch the pigeons that litter the pier. With each hop her pigtails, nearly the length of her body, bounce around. Slapping her face from time to time. She hops from board to board. The sounds of the boards make her giggle. He crushes out his cigar on the railing and tosses it into a nearby bin and begins to make his way off the pier.
    Suddenly there was a loud toned roar from beneath the pier, and it shook. Jarring the hoards of people. Everyone froze. The roar begain to grow louder and louder, just as an enormous horned sea monster emerged from the depths. The hoards began to panic, some falling over the railing and racing to the exit. He stood still, letting out a slight sign. He turns around to face the monster, still climbing from the depths. He shook his head with a slight smirk.
    "Ello beasty." He said as if him and the beast were old friends. "I've been expecting you."
    He clasps his hands together, and explodes his arms outreached to ither side of him, and with a black flash he was in a fitted mech suit. He reachs up to adjust his black circular sunglasses and begain walking toward the beast.
    "You know....You are early. I wasnt expecting you here til the pier was closed. You could have hurt someone. Oh, you dont care. Him just wants a snack. Poor Poor beasty." He said chuckling to himself.
    He reached the railing and stared up to the beast. "Did HE send you?" he asked as if he expected a response from the monster.
    The beast roared a blood curdling roar up to the heavens and stared down to him. ...
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