In the year 2012 a new threat to the planet earth arrived, with no one prepared to combat it. Monsters appeared in the streets of Atlanta, Georgia and began attacking citizens. Our story focuses on a small group of citizens tired of living in fear, determined to do something about it.

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Drew sat on his chair, watching another monster smash its way through downtown. He stared at the screen, taking in the full scale of what was going on. this was the fifth monster that had attacked Atlanta since he'd moved here last year. They didn't have this kind of crap in Kentucky. He stood up and moved across the living room, his white gi pants making a soft shuffeling sound on the floor. His tabi boots made no sound as he crossed the kitchen he shared with his wife and best friend, opening up the refridgerator. He pulled out a diet rootbeer and turned to watch the TV from there.

A year ago, Drew wouldn't have been caught dead in martial arts gear. Despite being highly proficient in Judo and small circle Jiu Jitsu, he was massively overweight and out of shape, always two cheeseburgers away from a heart attack at any given time. His friend Jason moved up to Kentucky for a few months, and when it came time for Jason to go, Drew and his family packed up and came along. He worked with Jason at a call center for a few months before they decided to pool their money and open a martial arts school in the Lithonia suburb of Atlanta. In fact, one of the only plusses of the monster outbreak was the influx of new students planning to become masters and destroy the monsters. Delusional, but he had no problem spending their money. Besides, someone would have the monster issue well in hand before any of their students were confident enough to go fight them.

That was when it caught his attention. That white Lambo.... His eyes squinted as he slowly moved toward the TV, trying to read the plate on the all too familiar white Lamborgini. As his eyes registered what they saw, they widened, the realization hitting him like a Mack truck. TMD316. That was HIS Lambo! Without thinking he tossed his can, half full, into the sink and burst through his front door.The sun beat down on his still unfit topless body, the Georgia heat searing him worse than the Kentucky sun had ever tried. He sheilded his eyes breifly in the new flash of the midday sun. As his eyes adjusted to the light he saw the beast, more like a boar walking around on its hind legs, hurling blasts into his neighbors homes. He waited for only a second, his mind trying to argue with the command he'd already given his body He sprinted forward, moving across the front yard with alarming speed for a man his size. He leapt up, soaring through the air, slamming his foot into the beasts spine with a classic examoke of a jump kick.The best took several steps from the jolt of the strike and turned. It shreiked and spread its arms, and in that instant several grey humanoids appeared around it. With another shreik it left, leaving the ten grey humanoids dancing around the yard, slowly encircling the large Drew. Drew looked around quickly, cursing under his breath. He was sure he could handle two of these guys solo, but 6 was another deal. He assumed his stance, silently whispering to himself.