145 Abandon who you are (1/2)
Part 1
A young girl was sitting in the middle of an office talking with a man who looked to be above the age of forty behind his desk.
”So... Which of you would like to start...?” asked the man. He was wearing a grey suit and had lost almost all of his hair. Because of his bald head, the girl and her friends would often call him Mr. shiny when he wasn't looking.
He was looking rather angry at her, probably trying to make her feel bad about what she did, but the girl herself was simply responding with an annoyed expression as if she was wondering why she was even there right now.
The girl was ten years old. She had short curly hair and chestnut skin and was wearing the uniform of the school while being interrogated by the principal. Part of her shirt was torn off and pieces of her hair had been pulled by force.
”He started it...” she said while looking at the boy who was sitting next to her.
He was a young lad one year older than her with a tanned skin due to having spent so many daily hours on the beach. He was also wearing a school uniform that was slightly ripped apart, but instead of having pieces of his blond hair missing, he had a black air in the spot where he was punched. He was glaring at the girl as if he wanted to return the gift he received from her.
”You were the one who attacked me first, you crazy animal!!” the boy said, responding to the girl's comment.
”Me!?? You were the one who ruined my drawing, you neanderthal!!”
”I said I was sorry!! And you still pounced on me anyway!! The hell is wrong with you??”
”Hey, watch your language you two!” the principal said while standing up from his desk.
”Sorry principal Shang...” both kids answered in unison while lowering their heads. The principal assumed it was a sign that they regretted their actions, but the two just wanted to make faces at each other without the man noticing it.
”Why is it that every time you two end up in the same class I always have to hear about some fight you started? How hard it would be to just get along with each other for a couple of minutes?” asked Mr. Shang.
”In my defense sir, you have no idea how much self-control it takes to stay close to this thing for even a few seconds.” said the girl while acting as if the boy wasn't in the room.
”Claire, please...”
”Sorry, sir...”
”You see!! She's the one who always tries to start these fights!! It's her fault sir!!” the boy tried to add.
”Joseph, try to stay calm as well... I didn't call you two here so you could point fingers at each other... I called you to try to know what it would take for you both to try and get along.”
Joseph and Claire looked at each other and almost if they could read each other's minds, answered in unison again, ”Not happening.”
The principal simply returned to his chair showing that he had given up.
”Hmpf!” Claire simply turned her face around. She had heard that comment many times before. People assumed that just because her mother was a therapist it didn't make sense for her to be a troublemaker, 'Can't you just treat her?', is what they would say, as if therapy was some kind of magic that simply fixed people's problems with the snap of fingers.
The three remained silent while Mr. Shang continued his call when they realized that a phone was ringing right outside the door.
Suddenly, a woman who bore a strong resemblance to Claire entered the room shouting for her, ”Claire!! Claire are you ok??”
”Mom...?” Claire said, shocked to see her mother.
”Whoa... That was fast...” Joseph said.
”Claire we need to get out of here, now!!!” The woman said while grabbing her daughter's arm.
”Miss. Chloe?? What is the meaning of this?” The principal asked, confused by Chloe's sudden display of panic as if she had seen a ghost.
”That!!” Chloe said while pointing at the window. The other three individuals on the room turned around and spotted the reason she was in so much uneasiness and wanted to leave, a pair of dragons piercing the sky and flying right at them with fire drolling from their mouths.
”Mother of God!! What is that!!!” Mr. Shang shouted.
”Holy sh-” Joseph was about to scream as well but before he could, the dragons began to roar with an immense sound that broke all the windows nearby.
The beasts then started to charge their fire breath so they could release it upon the building.
”Aaaaahhhh!!” Claire hugged her mother's leg at that sight and closed her eyes. The flying creatures finally released their deadly attack and a massive ball of fire could be seen coming right at the individuals in the room.
They were all about to be turned into ashes when a giant hand made of fire appeared from below and blocked the incoming blast.
Caire opened her eyes after realizing she was still alive and saw a third figure rising outside the window, a huge gorilla entirely made of flames and even bigger than the dragons.
”What the...??” Claire mumbled before ashing towards the window and taking a closer look at the fire ape. She noticed that on the ground, right in front of the school, there was a group of six individuals in white robes pointing their staffs at another white-robed figure, who in turn was pointing its own staff towards the sky to create that massive ape.
”Remember our mission everyone!” said the figure towards the other robbed individuals, ”We cannot let any harm come to this place under any circumstance!”
The dragons continued to approach making the fire gorilla respond by charging at them as well and starting a fight right in front of the schoolyard.
Claire just looked at the scene wondering if she was dreaming and hoping that no one would wake her up, ”Coooool!!!!”
”Claire, let's go!!” Chloe said while pulling her daughter again.
The principal noticed that and decided to do the same after somehow calming himself down a bit, ”Joseph! We need to go!!! Now!!”
”But!! But!! This is literally Godzilla fighting King Kong!!” Joseph said in protest.
”Joseph!!!” the principal shouted.
”Ughhhhh! Fiiiiine...”
Joseph then joined Claire on the outside of the room, and before the adults could pull them away from there, they saw one last glimpse of the creatures fighting each other.