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Pacific rim x Godzilla verse

Our Mc (Leo) gets reincarnated into a kaiju like world. Or more specific pacific rim x the Godzilla verse. Will he manage to save humanity? Stop the long going war between the titans and kaiju? Or will he fail and let the world explode! Read to find out. (Just like to let everyone know that this can be dropped whenever since I’m usually not good when it comes to keeping up with updates) (Also the story will have some elements and events from both movies, but don’t except things to go exactly as in the movies)

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It’s too late

Weeks had soon passed with the children being tested on even further, and trained.

Their weak little minds breaking beyond what they could imagine. It didn't take the scientists a machine to control them. All they need to do was wait.

"Please!! Make it stop!!!" - wailed Leo at the camera in his room.

"Aaaaahhhh!!!!" - Leo screamed with visible pain shown on his face.

"I can't concentrate! It's to much!!" - Leo yelled to the point he spit out some blood.

*Bang* *Bang *Bang*

Leo slammed his head against his table over and over. Just like a mad man would do.

Ḭ̷̧̨̭̜͚̲͙̳̖͕̳̳̗̥͓̝̝̜̹̰͎̩̼̺̣͖͈̽́̋̿͗̓͌̃̒͜͜͠t̶̨̨̺̮̬̼̘̰̜̙̹̳̲̬̆̾͗̋̃̿̾͆̌̃̀͆̓͂̓͛̉̅͝'̸̡̧̧̢̭̰̟̱̭͎̼̺͉̝̯͕̻̞͕̖̽̂̏̀̔̀͛̅̋̄̿̕͘̕͜͝͝ͅͅş̸̡͓͙̘̥͙̙͈̝͎̣̙̒̈́́̄̄͆̈͊̃͗͌̈́͗̍͐̅͘̚ ̶͉̮͚͇̪̣̖̍̊̅͆́̊̋̆̒̃̽͑̎͑͗̔̌̓͘ͅă̶̢̧̰̳̦̼̟̗̮̬̖̜̦̼͚̬͍͎͔̺͍̥̙̲̗̣͉̦͌̋͋̽̍̀̿̃̀̾͗̇̽̔̄̀̈̿́̑͑͑̕̚̚͘͜͠͝͝ͅl̴̢̨̛̗͈̫͓̺̲̹̹̗̹̮̤̝̯͉̭̦̤̭̹͍͙̄̑̊̈̊͒́̀̈́̈́̍̄͋͑̀̌̉͆͑͊̀̄̀̾̆̚͠ͅm̷̠̘͋̍̎͐̋͊̾̎̋̇͒̎͐́̀́͗̅͠͠ͅo̵̢̧̼̬̝͓̖̦̹͍͇͉̺͆̄̍́͋̍͊̅̌́̀̾͗̿̑̑͊̚s̴͉͍̲̰̘̖͖̹̹̖͔̋͛̀̒͆͐̆͒͗͋͌͂̓͗̾͐̓̀̈́͂͋ͅt̶̢̨̛̫̙͔̝̬̩̝̅͗̎͆͛͛̈́̒͐̈́͒̿̇́̀͆̂̒̽͑̓̕͝͝ͅ ̶̼͔͇̺̻͖̭̙̱̟̟̣͗͆̿̿͋͐̀̽̆͝t̸̢͓̥̙̜̖̟̾̑͋̓̓̏͘̕͠͠i̷̢̥̫̳͙͕͉̊̓̎̀͂̔̊̒͌͑̕͠m̸̢̧̩̩̖͚͍̩̘͕͓̣̥̲̉̓͗͂͗́̎͛̆̕͘͘͝͠͝ͅę̵̨̡̬̙͖̝͇̗̫͉̺͖̾̅̉̑̊̎̃̉͜ͅ.̶̨̛̺̞̰̯͓͎͎̰̗̼̱̺͔̖̣̰͚̮͍͔̾̔̌̂̋͑͛͐͑̚͜ͅ Ḭ̷̧̨̭̜͚̲͙̳̖͕̳̳̗̥͓̝̝̜̹̰͎̩̼̺̣͖͈̽́̋̿͗̓͌̃̒͜͜͠t̶̨̨̺̮̬̼̘̰̜̙̹̳̲̬̆̾͗̋̃̿̾͆̌̃̀͆̓͂̓͛̉̅͝'̸̡̧̧̢̭̰̟̱̭͎̼̺͉̝̯͕̻̞͕̖̽̂̏̀̔̀͛̅̋̄̿̕͘̕͜͝͝ͅͅş̸̡͓͙̘̥͙̙͈̝͎̣̙̒̈́́̄̄͆̈͊̃͗͌̈́͗̍͐̅͘̚ ̶͉̮͚͇̪̣̖̍̊̅͆́̊̋̆̒̃̽͑̎͑͗̔̌̓͘ͅă̶̢̧̰̳̦̼̟̗̮̬̖̜̦̼͚̬͍͎͔̺͍̥̙̲̗̣͉̦͌̋͋̽̍̀̿̃̀̾͗̇̽̔̄̀̈̿́̑͑͑̕̚̚͘͜͠͝͝ͅl̴̢̨̛̗͈̫͓̺̲̹̹̗̹̮̤̝̯͉̭̦̤̭̹͍͙̄̑̊̈̊͒́̀̈́̈́̍̄͋͑̀̌̉͆͑͊̀̄̀̾̆̚͠ͅm̷̠̘͋̍̎͐̋͊̾̎̋̇͒̎͐́̀́͗̅͠͠ͅo̵̢̧̼̬̝͓̖̦̹͍͇͉̺͆̄̍́͋̍͊̅̌́̀̾͗̿̑̑͊̚s̴͉͍̲̰̘̖͖̹̹̖͔̋͛̀̒͆͐̆͒͗͋͌͂̓͗̾͐̓̀̈́͂͋ͅt̶̢̨̛̫̙͔̝̬̩̝̅͗̎͆͛͛̈́̒͐̈́͒̿̇́̀͆̂̒̽͑̓̕͝͝ͅ ̶̼͔͇̺̻͖̭̙̱̟̟̣͗͆̿̿͋͐̀̽̆͝t̸̢͓̥̙̜̖̟̾̑͋̓̓̏͘̕͠͠i̷̢̥̫̳͙͕͉̊̓̎̀͂̔̊̒͌͑̕͠m̸̢̧̩̩̖͚͍̩̘͕͓̣̥̲̉̓͗͂͗́̎͛̆̕͘͘͝͠͝ͅę̵̨̡̬̙͖̝͇̗̫͉̺͖̾̅̉̑̊̎̃̉͜ͅ.̶̨̛̺̞̰̯͓͎͎̰̗̼̱̺͔̖̣̰͚̮͍͔̾̔̌̂̋͑͛͐͑̚͜ͅ

B̴̡̛͕̗̹̬͙̈́͂̊̄̐̏̇̃̓͒̀͛̊̂̽̿̊̓̽͌̒͑̆́̚͝ͅr̷̡͕͍̬̩͎̹̗̭̭̤̯̪̥̫̦̰̱̃̂̒͑̂̄͂̿̌̅̓̄̆͒̌̉͝͠ȩ̶̡͔͈̤̯̹̗̫̗̝̳͈̝̟̞̭̦̖̳̻̖̼̬͇͐̈́͗́̊̑̃̅̀̓̏̒͌͗̏̆̈́̉̇̍͗̍͗̏̀͌̕͘͜͝͝ą̸̡̯̰̼̣̠͈͔̖̗̯̜̔̽͑͒͋͘ͅk̸̛̛̞͖̫̗̭̹̜̟̦̜͚̣̗͊̔̂̂̍̋̄̎͌̾͆̽̈́̈̃̾̑̍̈́́͛͛̈́̂͛͝͝ ̶̨̗̠͈̬͕̦̯̗̥̪͔̖̗̠͙͕̻͈̥̖̺̫̥̖̯͇̹̯̎̿͐̋́̃͝ͅţ̷̢̨̦̜͚̦̤̙̱͙̼̝͍͚͖̦̣͈̗̰̎̎̒̀͆̋͊͑͗̃͒̉͆̀̈́͠ͅh̴̢̢̺̦̤̺̩͍̖͓͚̯̮͎̙̯̗̫̱̠͚̙̠͈͉̬̞̝̝̎̓͐̅͊͆̔͒͌́͌́͆̉̎͑̉̏͒̕͘͝͠͠ͅȩ̸͈͖̋͗̍̔̚m̴̡̧̢̧͔̳̬̜̞̭̝̝̖͙͚̲̬̰͚͈̤̜͙̬͖̘̜̓͊̒̓̾̀̀̐͌͗͊̀̉͂̉̽͊̓͐͒̈͊͗̋̕͜͜͝ ̸̡̱͓̫̬̫̻͇̲̬͍̦͍̦̮̥̙͔̯̟̂͋̒̃̃͊͛̃̂͑͗̈́͘͝͝ą̷̯͇̙̟̗͔̼̼̝͕̞̫̩̗͑̐͌̒͆̓͊̀̈́͛̀̾̍̚͠ṅ̴̨̛͚͈̳͚̱̼̫̺̠̫͖͎͎̣̩̞͕̟̫̤͖̩̣̖̲̆̊̽̇́͒͋͌̾̂̕͘͝ḑ̶̢̡̧̫̻̦̫̯͉͎̬͖̦͙͚̖̫̼̎͗̈́͂̔̑̀̎̅̒̈́̈́̾̋̽̈́̂͆͘̕̚͜͜͝ͅ ̵̤̼̱̘̉̃͛͆͂͋̃́͆l̷̜͔͎͇̇̾͐̒̽͆̏̌͆̑̉͛̍́͑̈́̈́͐́̃͌́͊́̄̚͘͘e̷̬͍̹̘͌͛̃͛̋́̀̈̂̉̓͋̇͗̐̈̔̀̔͝͠ạ̶̱̪͔͖̼͙͍͈̒̓͋̀̅͑̊̎̿̉͆̃̔̐̈́̉ͅv̸̹̘̺̞͍͇̈́͊̑̍͐̎͋͆̏̒̈̀̇̉́̈͗̂e̶̛͍͆̎̊̆̐̀̋̍̃̍̒̐̀͆͝͝ ̸͚͛͗̎͌͛́̽̉̑̀͛̐͛͛͂̂͌̊͗̀̔͘͘̚͝n̷̖͓̾̄̓͋̇͊͗͌͆͒o̵̡̡̡̙̣̱̬̼͚̹̮̟̞͍͔̦̔́͗͘t̶̛̛͕̠̩̹̙͔̄͗̍̓̉́̋͛͒́͆̇̔̇̓̓̀̈́̿͘͘̕̕͜͜͠͠h̴̨̨̧̧̰͔̘͖͎̪̘̘̻̪̙̘̓͂̊͊̈́̔͌͌̐̕̚͘̚͝ͅî̷̙̺͈̥̠̲̤̃̔̅̇͗͌͂́̕͝ņ̵̛̤̥̹̜̗̱͖͍͈̻̳̱͓͕̖̼͎̙͇̳̥̮̬̖̩̞̥͒͑̇̑͂̿͛̊͊̅̈́̔̒̅̎̌̀̕͜ǧ̶̨̜̩̤͙̪͕̬̳͖͇̜͇̰͔̋̅̄͐̀̌̆̇̏͂̈́͝͝

T̸͉̥̩͔͈̠̳̗̠̘͎̰̟̬͔̱̈̋̓̇͒̏̊͊̉͗̉̉̓͛͘̚͜͜ͅh̸̪̞̞̲͎̘̞̋̃͂͆̍̈͛͊̕͜͝ẹ̴̩͉̲̫̬͎̭̗̞̙̙̯̼̙̣͇̯̯̥̲̭̹̥̣̯̥͈̿̌̇̾͑̿̈́̌̅͋̆̎͒͘͘ỳ̴̥͖̗̐͂̐͐̐͐̎̓̋̔͋̉͋̋̓̅̀̓̐́̿͂̈́͘̕̚͝͝ ̸̨̢̛̛̫̹̩̰͚̩͒̄͐̎͛͐͒̂͊̑͂́̃̑͑́́̀̋̑̔̕͘͘͠w̶̢̢̛̖̤͉̞̰̙͖̤̟̘͇͇̭̦̮̖̘͓̘̞͇̫̓͛̍̽̈́̌̋̾̋̈́̇̓̀̈̅͌͠͝͠͠͝o̵̢̡̨̧̡̨̯͖̝͔̳̜̳̮̫͈̬̝̣̘͖͖̹̮̝̻̭̞̘̽̇̂̌̀̔̀̓̓̀̄͑̕ņ̵̢̨̩͚̲̤̱̦̤̭̻͔̭̦̄̒̔̊́̔̓̃̓͒͝ͅ'̷̨̖̬͙̤͚̭̳̙̝̭͕̞͕̬͖̝͎̀̎̒͛̀͌͒́̾̂͒͗̊̎̈́́̿̈́͐̊̿͌̉͛͆͜͝͝ͅt̵͇̣̗̀͒̐̒̈̓́̿͆̈́̌̚͘ͅ ̸̜͖͇̩̦̥̱̫̫̭̯̣̦͇̘̊̿̈͘͝h̷̡̖͇͖̱̟̲͔̐̆̿̕͜ą̷̡̧̧̛͖͓̜̦̝̫͔͔͙̼̗̫̘̱̩͈̪̳͗́̾̀̈́̓̒͆͗͒̐̀̃̾̇̄̔̋̕̚͠v̸̛̤̹̺̣̘̆́̈͋́̓̀̇̓̕e̶̥͚̻̖̻̞̟͓̺͙̭͍͍̯̠͖͓̝͕̪̲̬̺̜̖̦͇͊̎̆̈́̀͐͘ͅ ̴̡̣̗̟͖̲͎̣͔̘͉̦̹̭͚̥̫̦̪͍̐̈̆̇̀͋͌́͋̇̚ͅḿ̷̡̯̤͈̂̀̾̒͛̿̽͌̀́̆̾̈̑̓̏̌̐̂̈́̕͜u̶̢͎̙͖̖̘̜͉̗̤͙̙͕̰̤͉̤̙͎̣̮̺̜̒̓̂̄̓̿̍̄͋́́̿̈̚͜͝͝ͅc̸̡̗̗̪̗̲̙̤̺̟̣̺̭̮͓̳̰̭̗̼̓͑͠ḧ̶̢̦̙̥͙̝̺͖̟͓̼̞̝̞̰͈̠͇͎͍̖̙̮̫̦̘̲͙̪́̆͛ͅ ̸̡̧̛̗̭͎̬̫̥͇̼̩̟̳̩͇̠̫͍́̓̏̎́̀͆̋̄̋͑͐̉̀̃ͅţ̶̨̡̹̮͖͔̘͇͚̲̲͎̖̳͔͙̮̬̥͍̥̩͚̞̤̀̐͐͛́̓͆͊͌̒́̓̊̊̇́͘͝͝i̶̜̬͙̭̹͚͚̝̮̪̯͇̞̞̹͕̻̬̔͜ͅm̷̡͙͆̈́͐̂͝͝e̴̢͔̱͖̬̲̳̬͖͊̍̋́̌̇̍̃̀̈́͌̽̎̍̑̒̌̓̒̉̄͌̕̚͘͝͠ͅ ̴̜̔̌͝ļ̸̢̨̮̠̰͎̻̫̠̦͍͇͎͍̃̓ͅͅę̵̦͚̌́̔̋͗̍̂̇͒́͊̊̒̍͑̿̔̓͌̋̿͑͝͝f̶̡̢̢̝̳̤̠̻̤͇̖̟̗̤̲̟̠̩̰̙̰̟̮̏̽͐͊͒̿̒̈́̈́́͂̃͜t̶̫̣̯̲̖̬͇̜̥̘͓̱̳̝̩̲̺͇͔̣̝͚̘̓̌̑̍̏̀́̊͊̌̀̆̎̉̀̃͐̿

These were the things Leo heard on a regular basis. As if multiple insects were crawling in his ears. Slowly driving him insane.

However the camera in his room only zoomed in on him.

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Control room

"Isn't it about time for his medication?" - The guard asked the other guard in the room.

Checking the clock on the wall, she simply nodded her head before walking off to retrieve subject #73's medicine.

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"I can't go on like this!" - Leo cried in pain.

"I swear I'll kill you all!!" - Leo screamed at the camera.

However before he could continue screaming the door to his room opened.

As if he was a addict Leo rushed for the medicine on the tray. Swallowing the pills as if they were the most delicious things he ever had.

And as intended the medication started to work almost instantly. The voices slowly fading away. For a while at least.

"Get up #73. It's dinner time." - The guard said to Leo.

And so he did.

Leo may have said many things like "he'll burn the place to the ground. Or he'll kill them all." But it was already to late, they had him in the palm of their hands. And he hadn't even realized it yet.

Walking towards the cafeteria Leo was soon accompanied by the other children. All looking worn out as if they hadn't gotten enough sleep.

Yet the children soon started to perk up as they saw one another.

Talking amongst themselves as if they were still in school. Letting all the stress wash away even if for a brief moment.

"Hey! Hey! Leo after we're done eating how about we play tag." - Subject #27 said to Leo in a cheerful manner.

"Hey quite man. You know we'll get in trouble if they hear you saying my name." - Whispered Leo to Michael better known as subject #27.

To further strip the children of their individuality and humanity, they had forbidden them from using their names. And instead made them use their designated number, but children rarely do what their told to do.

Yet that didn't mean they weren't scared of the repercussions. As they would be forced into a small pitch black room devoid of light and sound. Making their perception of time dwindle alongside with their balance and vision.

"Sorry." - Whispered Michael to Leo.

"It's fine. Just don't do it again." - Leo said to Michael

"Hey what are you guys talking about?" - Asked subject #13

"Tag!" - Yelled out Michael

"Quite." - One of the guards said to subject #27

"Sorry."- Was all he said back.

"We're playing tag today? Again. Come on let's play something else like hide and seek. Or maybe ummm. Drawing yeah let's draw instead." - Subject #38 retorted back.

"Well we can't even play hide and seek. They won't let us. So that's off the table, but I don't see why we shouldn't draw instead." - Subject #13 responded back.

*Hmph*

"Fine but only for today." - Subject #27 said with a somewhat unsatisfied voice.

"Good then it's decided." - Subject #73 said

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Hey so sorry for the short chapter, but after trying to write this chapter I realize that I forgotten in which way I wanted the story to head. I have the ending already planned out but it's the events in between that I forgot. Don't worry this doesn't mean that I'm dropping this again since I plan on finishing what I started. It's just gonna take a while to get things sorted out. But I at least hope you enjoyed this very short chapter and to please have some more patience, again sorry to do this to you readers but I wish to give you the best story I can give.