Just for the record, I do not own Godzilla or the rights. If I did I wouldn't be here writing this.


Prologue: The Great Beast Escapes

Somewhere in the Pacific Ocean.

June 17th, 2012

11:15 a.m.

"What have I gotten myself into?" Captain Abrams asked himself quietly. He had done crazy things before, but this took the cake. Why would he agree to take a team of scientists on board his sub, into one of the deepest trenches in the Pacific Ocean, to search for a creature who caused so much chaos and destruction over eight years ago?

"Sir," Abrams's first mate spoke, " we are precisely three miles below the surface and still descending, engine running smoothly, and everything is in check."

Captain Abrams's sub was the first vessel of its kind. A submarine capable of withstanding the high pressures of the ocean depths. There was even a very thick window in front of the sub to view from. It was a truly remarkable machine.

The three scientists were American men much like the captain. Abrams had tried to talk them out of going on the current assignment but they refused to listen, and offered Captain Abrams a hefty bribe which the captain regretfully accepted. He had gambled all his life savings away and this was enough money to support his wife and two kids for a few years. He felt proud of the fact that he wired the money to his family before he gave into temptation and gamble that money all away.

"Sir, we've picked something up on radar." the first mate said. Captain Abrams nervously looked outside the window, the scientists were right behind him making him feel a little closed in and claustrophobic.

"Turn on the lights." Abrams ordered. The second mate flipped a switch in front of him and the submarine was suddenly illuminated with light all around.

The captain and scientists peered closer outside to see what was on radar. For a few moments all they saw was the never ending darkness of the ocean depths. The captain turned, walked over to the first mate, and took a look at the radar. They had reached the ocean bottom, which was a relief to the captain because they could finally get the mission over with and be back home in time for dinner.

"What could it be sir?" the first mate asked.

"Don't know for sure. Maybe a school of deep water fish?" Abrams answered looking quite confused. Abrams predicted that they were about sixty meters from the object, so he turned and walked back over to the window.

"Proceed forward towards the target."

"Yes, sir!" The first mate began to guide the submarine closer to the target then looked down towards his radar. Sweat began to roll down his brow as he came to the conclusion that whatever this object was, it was enormous, about thirty times larger than their sub.

Captain Abrams pressed his head against the window still viewing nothing but darkness. For what seemed like an eternity, but was only a few minutes, the only noise the captain heard was the hum of the engine. Then what seemed like all at once, a faint thumping began.

The vessel got closer to the object and the thumping grew louder. "Captain look!" A young scientist named William Toro shouted in excitement. As the sub continued forward the captain and crew saw what resembled a large broken down robot. The captain's memories took him back eight years as he recalled hearing about a large machine known as Kiryu.

It was one of the greatest weapons known to man, but now all that remained was broken limbs exposing very large wires. Moss had grown over much of the machine, and there was wear and tear all over making repairs impossible. As the scientists continued looking at the great robot, Captain Abrams looked up.

"Stop the sub!" He shouted falling backwards almost knocking down the scientists. The first mate stopped the sub as quickly as he could. Finally the sub came to a complete stop. Captain Abrams with a look of fear slowly crawled towards the window. His heart was beating at an incredible rate and fear had overwhelmed him.

A giant object loomed over the sub. The object had not yet been identified but the captain knew immediately what it was. As they investigated it they realized that this was a living being. The top half had been covered in what looked like a webbing and the bottom half revealed many charcoal black scales. This is what they came to find. The other two scientists started taking down notes as Toro pulled out a large picture camera.

The sub went over the head of the beast. The captain saw that the webbed casing had lost part of its hold over the top of the creatures head. Two large yellow eyes looked on as the sub moved over it. Toro started taking photos, the flash was very bright to clearly catch what they were viewing. The Captain listened as the thumping got very loud and incredibly fast.

Captain Abrams quickly stood up, "Pull back!" But it was too late. A large arm broke out of the webbing and grabbed the sub, pulling it towards the creatures now revealed mouth. The beast crushed the sub with its mighty jaws. Captain Abrams, the scientists, and the rest of the crew were dead. But there was a far worse situation going on. The great beast was free from its tomb and immediately began heading for Japan.