His blackened armor clinked and shifted slightly as he moved down the dark dirt path. Years of torment turned a king of the sword into a dark imposing warlord. His tail swished from side to side, the bone-like spine that ran from the top of his head to the end of the his tail glinting in the bright moon light. His burning radioactive green eyes show years of pain behind them as he moved towards the land rules by Oda Nobuna, head of house Oda and one of the princess warrior's.

His blackened scales seemed to glow in the firelight as he neared the gates, his massive size would make any other samurai run for the hills in terror, if any were brave enough to face him, they would find that he was no pushover. The guards on the ramparts of the wall looked at him in surprise, he was a legend, a lone wolf. One of the guards looked at his before calling for his superior, who appeared moments later.

"State your name and business here, Samurai."

The warrior looked up at the man, the fire revealing his features clearly. The scales and sharp teeth glinted as he said "I am the black samurai, Gojira Kaiju-Non. I am here to speak with Princess Nobuna and her court. My coming to see her is none of your concern except to tell her that I am here."

The head of the guards nodded before signaling for the gate to be opened, the doors creaking as their weight tried to stay put. Gojira move silently through the gate, never flinching at the gates closed with a thud behind him. The warrior took a deep breath before letting it out, the blue smoke poured out of his mouth before it quickly vanished into nothing. Very few even knew how this warrior appeared, but he knew, the year had been 2005, only a year after the events of the Xlien invasion. Gojira had been in hibernation when he was awoken by a voice, a female voice that promised death to the line of Gojira.

Gojira had been too slow and watched as a ancient armor clad woman beheaded his son, Gojira had tried to kill her but the woman had sent him through a portal, into a parallel timeline where women lead and fought. Gojira had found himself a good two or three feet taller than any other human, that suited him perfectly. He could also speak perfect English, Japanese, and Kaiju, the last one was a natural language that all kaiju spoke.

He had trained under the best teachers he could find, all of them were samurai. Gojira had then smithed his own armor and sword out of the toughest material he could find, Space Titanium. Gojira had found a meteorite that was made completely out of the space metal on one of his daily swims in the ocean. He had used several of his scales to toughen the armor by liquidizing them and then forging the armor. The sword was forged by heating it with his atomic ray, the hilt was made of obsidian wrapped in leather fused with seaweed and his blood, Gojira was surprised that the hilt didn't come undone after he finished it.

Moving through the nearly empty streets, Gojira had his left hand resting on his top of his sword's hilt, showing that he came in peace, but most saw it as someone ready to attack at a moment's notice.

"Mama, look! Its the black samurai!" Gojira looked at the child, smiling as he did. The little girls wide, bright brown eyes looked at him, her cute face showing surprise and hope. The mother appeared and was about to tell her daughter to return inside before she noticed him.

"Good Evening, Miss." Gojira pause and bowed his head to the mother of the child.

"Oh, I'm sorry that my little girl-" She started to say, but Gojira stopped her.

"No, its alright. Besides, I may have something for her."

Gojira walked up and knelt before the little girl before asking "May I know your name, little one?"

The little girl blushed, "I'm Ikio Suma."

Gojira smiled warmly before pulling out a scale, one of the few scales that his son, Minilla, had shed. Carefully taking Ikio's hand, Gojira placed the horseshoe size, light emerald green scale in her hand.

"Ikio, this scale belonged to my son, Minilla. It is one of the few scales that I have that remind me of him, I want you to keep this one. It was the first scale he shed, I want this to remind you that you can be anything you want to be, but you have to have a will behind it."

"I'll remember and guard this treasure, in fact, I'll put it on the table so everyone in my family can see it and know that you gave it to me! I want to be able to be like you, but it may take some time, but I will make my dreams come true!" Ikio promised before hugging Gojira.

Gojira hugged back and let go, Ikio's mother smiling at her daughter's antics. Ikio went inside but her mother stayed.

"What you did, I thank you. Ikio had been depressed ever since her father had been killed in battle. She wanted to be like him, if you need a place to stay, our home is open to you."

Gojira nodded before standing, promising to visit if he could. Ikio's mother closed the door to the house behind her, Gojira started towards the princess's house. The warrior knew what it felt like to enter that world of despair, it had nearly consumed him after he watched his son die. He figured at his speed, he would make it to the princess by early morning, he was in no hurry.


The land of the rising sun's day break was one of the many that Gojira had seen, but could only see it as another day of defending his home when he was a full grown kaiju. His armor glinted in the sun's rays, Gojira got up from his sitting position and started his walk towards the princess's court house. He had stopped to watched the sunrise before continuing his walk. When he reached the door, Gojira heard that the court was in session. He could either wait it out or enter.

Gojira opened the door and entered, softly closing the door behind him. He walked down a narrow hallway and reached the main room. He chuckled internally as he watched Nobuna call a teenager boy a monkey, but he also saw that the princess was about to kick the boy, so he make himself known by thumping his tail against the floor. Everyone turned and looked at him, the boy and a little girl in oversized cat headwear recognized him.

"Its Godzilla!" "Its Gojira Kaiju-Non!" The boy and the girl yelped at the same time, they looked at each other then back at him.

"Yes, I am both Gojira Kaiju-Non and Godzilla." He said before he walked up and knelt before Nobuna. He took off his helmet and placed it on the floor before him, making everyone gasp in surprise. Gojira had just asked, without words, for Princess Nobuna to become one of her councillors and generals. Gojira had done this on purpose, if the woman that had killed his son came from this time period then he could avenge his death.

"Very few have asked, even fewer are brave enough to come and ask me. Maybe you could help me keep the monkey in check. I accept on one condition,"

Gojira looked up at Nobuna and waited.

"I want you to be my personal adviser, I expect the best from you, Gojira Kaiju-Non."

"And you will only see the best from me, if I have anything to say about it. Thank you."

Gojira picked up his helmet and stood, taking a place next to a woman in a blue outfit and a steel breastplate that only accentuated her chest. Gojira only gave her a nod before turning to listen to the rest of the meeting. The Monkey, Katsuie Shibata, the woman he was sitting next too, and himself would be going into town. Gojira wondered if he would see Ikio again when he was in town.

He had left and headed back to the town, his helmet returned to his head. People was stop and stare at him, but he paid them no mind. They could stare for all he cared, he only had himself left in the world, now. It would be several hours later that he would find Katsuie and Monkey, Gojira noticed that the teen was talking to a little boy. The little boy smelled of Nobuna, making it so he was either the princess's brother or cousin.

"I demand his head for hitting me!"

Nobody saw him move, Gojira had his sword pointed at the little boy's throat, his green eyes glowing slightly.

"Such a high price for a petty thing, don't you think? Maybe Nobuna would like to take this up or we could forget about the entire incident ever happened." Gojira said in a voice that the little boy could only hear. The boy was shaking as he looked at the sword and at who was wielding it.

"You can't do anything! You're just a lowly Black Samurai that has no honor!" The kid tried to sound confident, he really did, but the slight shaking in his voice gave his fear away.

Gojira quickly picked up the boy by the back of his clothing, making sure that the little troublemaker couldn't escape by simming out of his clothing, before sheathing his sword. Turning, Gojira took the boy to see the princess, Katsuie and the monkey on his heels. The boy remained silent, but the other two were asking him questions, which he ignored until he heard "Do you know who you have in your hands?!"

Gojira looked at Katsuie as he answered "I can smell Nobuna's scent on this child, meaning he is the princess's brother or cousin."

Katsuie was intrigued but regained her composer as she said "That's Nobukatsu Oda, Nobuna's younger brother."

The teen added "The little twerp insulted his sister too."

Gojira looked at Nobukatsu, who had the dignity to look sorrowful at that little tidbit of information.

"Well, that just builds a case against you, doesn't it? Your older sister is leader of these lands and the clan because she is wiser, though I sense that she may be hot-headed at times. But going as far as to insult your own family? You should be grateful that I'm talking you to your sister because if it was me, I would have banished you and branded you a traitor! Be thankful that you still have family left that cares about you, I should know this because I watched my own son get killed before my very eyes. I have nothing left to call a family, so I find this subject a very personal one, so if you want to lead the clan then go ahead, just remember that your sister has taken everything that this clan has upon her shoulders and that can make people very frustrated."

Nobukatsu looked at Gojira before tears started welling up at the corners of his eyes, Gojira maneuvered the younger Oda sibling into a more comfortable position, never stopping and continued towards the courthouse. The two others followed silently behind him after that, watching as the black warrior comforted Nobukatsu, who was crying into his chest armor. Gojira felt that he had maybe gone too far, but it was too late to take the words back.

The three entered the courthouse, Gojira leaving the two behind him as he moved towards the council room. He found Nobuna and her tatictition, Nagahide Niwa, speaking quietly, a map was on the floor between them.

Gojira waited until Nobuna noticed him before walking forward, a now sleeping Nobukatsu in his arms. The two women looked at each other before Nobuna asked exasperatedly "What did my brother do this time?"

"Besides demanding for the Monkey's head, Katsuie and the lad told me that your brother insulted you. But, I suspect that he was thinking that you would back him up, never realizing the price you sacrifice everyday to keep this clan running smoothly. I would suggest that you show your sibling what its like to be a leader, help him understand the responsibility that you have taken. I believe that it will bring your brother from his high and mighty stool and into the world that is the world of leader, besides strengthening your relationship that all siblings should have."

"Yes, that is very logical and true, 100 points." The Tactician said with a nod.

Nobuna bit her lip before taking her brother into her arms, the boy only shifting slightly before relaxing, a smile on his face as he murmured something along the lines of "Sis…." Gojira got up and bowed his head, only for Nobuna to motion him to sit across from Nagahide. He did, pulling his helmet off and placing it next to him. The three spent several hours going over battle strategies, tactical trade routes and many other various plans, Nobuna getting Gojira's opinion on every single one before deciding. If Nobuna's sleeping brother heard any of the plans, which Gojira suspected he was so deeply asleep that he couldn't hear a thing, he was very good at pretending.

Gojira left and headed towards Ikio's home, he was going to take Ikio's mother up on her offer. After an hours walk, he lightly rapped on the door before waiting. Ikio answered and smiled at him.

"I was wondering if you had a spare room that I could take." Gojira said as he knelt down to Ikio's level.

"Well, we have only two rooms, my mama's and my own. We could share mine, its really large." Ikio said before she started pulling him into the house. Ikio's mother was reading from a book when Ikio pulled Gojira along, she looked up and could only smile at her daughter's antics.

"So, you decided to take me up on my offer?" She asked.

"Yes, I have. Ikio is very...persistent...on showing me to her room. She told me about the room shortage and came up with a compromise, Ikio says that her room is large enough to fit both of us, is that true?"

Mrs. Suma got up and pointed to an open door, Ikio dragged him through it and he noticed how large the room was. It could have fit two of him comfortably and still have room to spare.

"Mama's room is the same size but it looks smaller because of some furniture." Ikio said as she walked over and sat on her bed, smiling the entire time.

"I think that this would be enough, I thank you for allowing me to stay here, Mrs. Suma." Gojira said before taking his helmet off.

"Please, its no problem, and please call me Sayuri."

Gojira nodded before he sat next to Ikio, who quickly helped him get out of his armor. Gojira spent several hours talking and laughing with Ikio, and then at dinner he learned more about the family. When Gojira finally laid down on his bed, which was next to Ikio's own, she had insisted that he sleep next to her just in case. Gojira looked at the sleeping form of Ikio, she had a small smile on her face, one that seemed to light up the world. Looking away, Gojira saw the moon through the window, shining clearly. He remembered the clear nights of Tokyo that he had defended from many threats, he had taken the moon for granted but now he appreciated it more. With a deep sigh, Gojira fell asleep.