FINAL WARS

When I was a kid whenever I'd feel small or lonely I'd look up at the stars wonder if there was life up there; turns out I was looking in the wrong direction. When alien life first entered our world it was from deep beneath the Pacific Ocean a fissure between two tectonic plates a portal between dimensions the breech.

I was fifth teen when the first Kaiju (monster) made land in San Francisco and annihilated the Golden Gate Bridge. After Tanks,Jets and Missiles took it down three cities were destroyed and tens of thousands of lives were lost we mourned our dead remborilised the attack and moved on. Then only six months later the second Kaiju hit Manilla then the third one Carbo and then the fourth and then we learned this was not gonna stop this was just the begining.

We needed a new weapon the world came together pouring it's recources and throwing aside old rivilries for the sake of the greater good to fight monsters we created monsters of our own the Jaeger program was born. Huge two hundred meter high robots designed to kill Kaijus then we started winning Jaegers stopping Kaiju everywhere but the Jaegers were only as good as there piolets so Jaeger piolets became rock stars fear became profaganda and kaijus into toys we got really good at it winning. Then then it all changed