Zen glanced down from a spire on the top of Fukushima's sunset bridge. On the Shore he spied the reactor and a dozen bright flashes rapidly blink in the hazy outskirts of thick black smoke.

The creature reared it's head high above a reactor silo, blearing a deafening roar that shook the ground and smashed through building windows.

Despite the noise, Zen's focus was drawn below the creature, where army men as small as toys rapidly fired heavy armour bullets and missiles at the beast.

He grimaced. They were going to die.... All of them.

You need a Behemoth to kill a Behemoth.

It's common sense, he thought cynically.

Feet planted firmly on the bridge spire, he pushed off soaring toward the battle. The bridge groaned and rocked dangerously from the force of his jump and to onlookers he was nothing more than a flying speck of black.

Zen flared spirit energy, hitting the battle ground with force enough to burst the tyre's of the army trucks.

"I'll clean up this mess," he muttered at the General.

The man just nodded in response, clearly thrown by both the behemoth and the cloaked stranger.

Zen unsheathed his weapon, the handle of a sword without a blade.

The soldiers began moving out of the way. They yelled at him, voices of unimportance and naivety.

He felt chakra pump through his veins, at first icy cold travelled through all circuits, his veins vibrated with energy and then it all merged at once a spiral of seathing blue heat in the middle of his being.

Zen looked up at the beast, it stood above him now claws out and fire flaring in it's mouth.

He smirked, hot life energy heating his teeth and the back of his throat. It leaked out of his arms and legs like smoke.

Sword in hand he jumped, high above the beast. It followed the small man.

With a single stroke, energy travelled from his legs, stomach and arms and into the hilt of the sword.

Light shot straight, a bright beam of energy.

The creature screeched as the energy passed through it's neck and into the ground behind it.

Soldiers groaned and shielded their faces in the blinding light.

Black bits of matter floated away, evaporating into nothing.

The Sun shone once more, clear blue sky's floated above.

Both the stranger and behemoth gone, the only remnant the hilt of the sword that killed the beast as it floated landing gently in front of the soldiers.