|The Return of Johnny Sokko and his Flying Robot (standard:science fiction, 3211 words)|
|Author: Nathaniel MIller||Added: Jul 05 2016||Views/Reads: 440/256||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|A piece based on series that aired in Japan in 67-68 as a live action series.|
The Return of Johnny Sokko, and his Flying Robot. It was a warm day on the coast of Japan, and near Tokyo as Johnny sat pondering on the beach near the sea. He has just finished school for the day, and he sat he watched the sea crashing onto the sand in large white caps. School had been hectic today for the boy, having spent most of his day at his desk, busily writing the report due in the next two days or one of the many classes he took. He had fallen behind with his school work, daydreaming about the past, and had gotten in trouble for not paying attention in class. The Teacher had called on him and he had given a one word answer, which made the class laugh and the teacher to frown, giving him lines for his trouble. “I still need something for this report.” He thought, “Something great, something fascinating, and worth reporting on.” His head turned, scanning the beach, and he spied crabs sidling along sideways in the surf. Here he grimaced, and looked on further, sighing heavily as sadness seemed to fill his very soul. Years ago he had his flying robot, and had battled evil that came to his country. He had been a hero in which had given him respect as a defender of Earth. He had the thanks of the world for his service for all man-kind. Right up until the last battle with the robot before it had crashed into the sea, shot down by a laser-beam of Gholla, the lizard creature that had attacked Tokyo. That had been the end of the robot, and he had been thrown into the sea, almost drowning in the heavy surf until he had been picked up by the Japan Self Defense Force ships that had been cruising along the coast to protect Tokyo. His flying Robot had grabbed Gholla, and with him and a massive explosion had been cast into the sea and taken down that evil lizard, but in the end had destroyed them both. “Without my robot doing that, Tokyo and the world would have been destroyed.” Johnny thought, “But now I don't have the fantastic adventures, traveling to other worlds in space, or protecting the world from danger.” Johnny felt ordinary, and misunderstood, the kids razzing him often now that he didn't have the robot. That had been his best times and adventures of his life. Now he was a little older, about fifteen, having started High School now and had nothing to really show for it. He didn't have any friends, or a girlfriend. In fact the young girls shied away from him and called him a Geek, shunning him away. He had become quite isolated in the last few years, picked on by older kids, and constantly badgered. They reminded him often that he was nobody and his days as somebody had long since gone away. Johnny shook his head, and gazed out at the sea, squinting, the heat of the day radiating a haze on the sand and a low mist on the surface of the churning water of the sea. There he saw a gray mass that looked like it was floating in the center of the ocean. He saw a long cylindrical top and wide mass. At first he thought it was just a ship's buoy that bobbed on the sea. But it seemed to be getting bigger as he sat on the sand. “What on earth is that?” Johnny asked himself, and he stood up, to try to get a better look, using his hands to shield over his eyes. The mass continued to rise upward out of the sea, He ran toward the boat nearby, and pushing himself out to sea in it, he rowed toward the gray mass. The sea pushed him back to shore, but he continued rowing toward it, closing in on it slowly. He was drenched head to foot, his good school clothes soaked, and knowing he would get a whooping by his mother for playing in the water in his good clothes. A few minutes later, he sat in the middle of the ocean, and the mass had disappeared, leaving him alone on the surface of the ocean. “Oh hell, what did I come out here for?” Johnny asked himself, “I'm in for it now by mom, for ruining my school clothes.” He had turned the boat back toward the shore when he spotted a gray cylindrical mass just below the water. He stood up on the boat, stripping off his shirt, shoes and pants and in his underwear that he Click here to read the rest of this story (320 more lines)
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