Alan Jonah

An eco-terrorist allied to an alpha titan, vying for control of the world.

[alan-jonah]

The Crimson Traitor

“You idiots,” the colonel screamed at Ghidorah. “You were supposed to kill me and show that pathetic brat that you haven’t changed.” He turned to look at Destroyer, “Deal with them!”

The three heads all exchanged glances. “I wouldn’t continue to insult my brothers if I were you,” Destroyer roared at him. “In fact, I think I’ve heard quite enough.” The crimson abomination trudged towards him on their mechanical legs.

“Destroyer, what are you doing?” the colonel said as he turned to run back into the bunker. “What about the girl? Think about what she’ll do to you.” They were going to kill him.

“You installed radar systems into us and connected us to your computers,” the right head hissed. “Those people heading to Outpost 32 are still miles away.” His heart sank when they called his bluff. There was nothing to do now but run, and he ran for his life.

“You can’t escape us, Jonah,” the center head said as he chased after. Destroyer’s steps shook the earth, and Jonah fell to the ground. "I should have done this the second I was finished. How could I be so stupid to think my brothers wanted me dead?"

Jonah knew it was over, but he had one last contingency. “If you’re going to kill me, then go ahead.” He frantically dug in his coat for a second detonator, “I push this button, and your cybernetics shut down for good.”

The demon hesitated and its three heads laughed, “You don’t think that will work, do you? I can fuse with technology, and I’ve known about that override for weeks.” The colonel couldn’t believe what he was hearing; he had planned every outcome, but it wasn’t enough. “What? Don’t you have any clever insults?”

The abomination continued forward, and Jonah pressed the button, he pressed it again, and again. “You’re no better than your brothers. I should have let you all freeze in Antartica!” Destroyer reared his head back and unleashed a gravity beam at Jonah. “You’re an abomin. . .,” and then there was darkness

“As if I needed proof,” the center head said as he fanned the colonel’s ashes away.

[goddess-mothra]

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No. I can never give up. It’s a terrible situation really, Monarch would kill me for trying to continue, but I couldn’t live with the thought laying down my weapons and everything I believe in.

-Alan Jonah

{{An impasse. You truly are planning to die for your aspiration. What a pity.}}

[alan-jonah]

It's the only way it will ever end. If I can't achieve it then I will. . . wait. Destroyer what are you doing. . .

[alan-jonah]

''What are your thoughts on Destoroyah?''

He failed me, just like his brother did.

-Alan Jonah

[alan-jonah]

What did you do to the men who killed Lindy?

The authorities never found them. Though over the years, I have heard rumors of suspected serial killers that operated in the area around that time. They're all dead at this point.

-Alan Jonah

[goddess-mothra]

@alan-jonah replied to your post: @alan-jonah Cont. from [x] And I might have been…

It’s hard to rebuild when I have two, three-headed dragons breathing down my neck. Ooc. No worries. It’s perfectly fine.

{{Does this mean you are giving up?}}

[alan-jonah]

No. I can never give up. It's a terrible situation really, Monarch would kill me for trying to continue, but I couldn't live with the thought laying down my weapons and everything I believe in.

-Alan Jonah

[goddess-mothra]

@alan-jonah

Cont. from [x]

And I might have been better off for it. Instead of watching everything I built crumble before my very eyes.

{{I would have expected you to be on your way of rebuilding. That is what people like you do, no?}}

[alan-jonah]

{{Getting into trouble, are we?}}

I'll find a way out of it. I always do.

-Alan Jonah

[ghidorah-ghidorah-and-me]

"But if he dies... Oh my God, my Mom."

[alan-jonah]

But they decided to spare him, even if it was for the sake of the girl. Perhaps, in time they might learn to regret that decision.

[ghidorah-ghidorah-and-me]

Destroyer's heads looked at each other muttering to themselves, as the colonel stepped out in front of them, "Bold words, for something that only weeks ago wanted to see him killed." His gaze shifted from Destroyer to Ghidorah, "I think he needs proof of your change of heart. The King of the Monsters is right there, and if the turkey sides with you, you'll outnumber him three to one." He gave a crooked smile, "Fight him together, as brothers."

It was nice while it lasted. But you’ve tested my patience one time too many.

[alan-jonah]

He had hoped to go down fighting, showing no fear to the titans, but when he thought it was the end, he could only whimper, “Lindy, I’m sorry.”

[alan-jonah]

"The only idiot here is you."

“We’ll see. I have full confidence in Destroyer.”

[alan-jonah]

"If I was out of your league, you wouldn't have needed to build Destroyer in the first place, you coward."

“Yes, that stunt you pulled in Boston did take me by surprise. But I find Ghidorah’s stupidity to be more to blame than your cleverness.”

[alan-jonah]

"You're just a selfish prick that doesn't want to take responsibility for your actions."

“And you are just a simple child who is out of her league! One day, you will realize that in life, you rarely get a choice. Who knows, that might even be today.”

[alan-jonah]

"There's always a choice in what kind of person you become," she rebutted. "And I would never choose something so dreadful."

“They always say that, but in truth, I never had a choice at all.”

[alan-jonah]

"I WOULD NEVER BE LIKE YOU!" she screeched at him. But still she took the words in consideration. Murder. Making him braindead. Could she do it? "I'm nothing like you."

“There was a time when I thought the same thing, yet here I am, a man who the world condemns as a monster. It doesn’t take much, only losing someone you hold dear, and then another, and then another until you can’t stand to see it happen again." He looked down at his maimed hand, "Do you think I wanted any of this? Every day, I hope to wake up from this endless nightmare and hold my little girl in my arms again, but the nightmare never ends. . . and never will."

[alan-jonah]

"I wouldn't underestimate my Mom!" she fired back. "There's plenty of soldiers on guard at the outpost, and she's escaped much worse before. Hell, she got away from Boston with less injuries and conditions than YOU did. So why don't You surrender?"

“Because, child, I’m too old to escape and rebuild, and I’ve got nothing to lose. Go on, scramble my brain, crush my lungs, break my neck! You’ll be no better than me, and maybe in fifty years, they’ll be talking about the terrorist who kills people with her mind.”

[alan-jonah]

"Not if I scramble your brains enough that you won't even remember your back-up plans." She narrowed her eyes. "Give up, Jonah."

“Face it, child! You’re scared. British Columbia is a cold, inhospitable place, perhaps you should have stayed with your mother where you could protect her. It seems that the good doctor still has one last role to play in this, and my men are under strict orders. Anything that is done to me will be done to her as well.”

[alan-jonah]

The telekinetic teenager took this as her chance. Without moving, she tugged the detonator out of Alan Jonah's hand. She caught it with her own. "Any other plans you've got for me, you piece of shit?"

“You little weasel. Other than Destroyer, the Trans-Alaskan Oil Pipeline, a series of retaliatory strikes should anything happen to me," the colonel lowered his voice and laughed, "And of course, the squadron of helicopters heading to Outpost 32 while it remains unguarded; no I can't think of anything.”