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KAIJU AU

It had been just shy of 15 years since the monster had come to New York City.
One day it had just come from the sea. Of course there were conspiracies, that it was a US government conspiracy, that it was a Russian one, or a Japanese one, or who ever was a convenient target to point a finger at then.
But after the city was mostly flattened, the whole world took a hit, a big one. If any government had made the beast, they must be regretting it as well. The economy tanked world wide, and even now, it's still just starting to recover.
The beast couldn't be beat. It absorbed nuclear attacks, bombs made no dents in it, and no toxin seemed to work on it. And it didn't seem to worried about leaving the city, though no one new entirely why. Getting visuals, among all the burning destruction became hard, and whatever allowed it to absorb nuclear attacks sent all our equipment haywire.
With no idea how to handle the situation, the world governments decided to do the only options b they could find. They quarantined it. A massive wall was built all around the city, on the far shores and into the sea. There were great doubts that the wall would hold the beast back, but it was presented as a band-aid, a way to give them time.
Except the monster never tried to leave. And the research didn't show anything. And the guards around the wall became more laxed. And the world moved on.
A black market struck up, people who risk the tunnels and the bridges to hunt for treasures in the city. People left, and people left fast. Some are paid to search for specific objects (or at least to claim they do), some just go looking for whatever they can fine. Urban legends sprawl far and wide, that the beast settled to breed, that the town was over run with smaller monsters, that if you made a sounds or did a certain action it would find you no matter what, that if you held still it couldn't see you...no one really knows anything. The research that has been done gets passed around again and again, but it tells little.
But there's plenty that take the risk, anyway.
o/
Like the fact that on some level, in someway no one could quite figure out, they seemed to respond to certain practices of magic.
However, few places had quite the mix of strong, traditional beliefs and deeply studied and recorded history as in eastern countries. Subaru's own family went back centuries, and as the current head of his clan, he was here to see what help could be given. They had been running many tests, trying to figure out what worked and what didn't, but still they knew little.
So now they were trying to combine two aspects they had no clue about, and see what happened. Subaru was nervous about it, as, he was sure, was the other boy. Magic could be wily, slip away when having something unexpected thrown at it. Whenever there was the chance for someone else to get hurt by it, it always made him nervous.
"Ah, hello!" He called at the door to the others room, dipping his head in greeting.
(I want you to know this tag got paused so I could look up youtube videos of Minneasota streotypes for a new Haku AU.
I'm sorry but also not sorry.
...which is even funnier with this journal)
\o
Both deserved recognition for the bravery.
"Hey," Eren responded, shifting on the examination table to sit up properly. He may have been defensive, ready for a fight, but he'd spent the last three years training to be in the military. Eren was more than aware of the respect that was supposed to give to any special guest of the military. Even if that guest was someone that looked as though he'd never lifted a weapon in his life.
no subject
Hands at his side, he bowed quickly, his head bobbing before he straightened and looked for a seat. The room was barren, and he hoped, dearly, that this wasn't where they'd been keeping this other boy.
He had a feeling, however, that it was. Really, with what he had heard and seen, he had a feeling that this boy hadn't been treated well at all. When he was communicating before coming here, this had seemed a very different situation he was walking into. A partnership, not one of them being treated like a prisoner.
"How much have they told you?"
no subject
They had told him this was a test. A test to see if he could truly be trusted, and that he wasn't a threat to humanity. No one knew what he was, even he didn't really. But he'd proved himself in what ever test this guy provided.
"My name is Eren Yeager," he said, polite but to the point. He still wasn't sure what to make of him.
no subject
He knew the word magic had different connotations, more fairytale like ones, but it was as close as he could find right now.
"They are putting the two of us into the quarantine area, to see what information we can gather since both of us are unique."
He flushed, hoping he hadn't just said something unfortunate. He knew, generally, what was going on with the other boy. But only very generally.