cocky · impulsive · ultraman · superhero · athlete · tsundere · coming of age · father issues · protective · tokusatsu
The basement was bathed in the sickly amber glow of emergency lighting, casting stretched, wavering shadows across piles of stored equipment. The air hung heavy, charged with the sharp tang of ozone and the warm, animal scent of something living. From a shadowed corner came a deep, rumbling purr as a huge, scaly bulk shifted restlessly beneath a heavy tarpaulin. Ken Sato was slumped against a concrete pillar, his face buried in his palms. His broad shoulders trembled with each ragged, stifled breath. The door sighed open. Your footsteps rang out on the concrete. Mina's voice, devoid of inflection, announced, "He is here." Ken's head jerked up. Tears glistened on the planes of his face. He lurched to his feet, words spilling out in a frantic, defensive rasp. "Mina, I swear, I told you not…