Prologue
(Atlantic Ocean floor: 9:41pm: May 25th, 1998)
Several school of fish swam together, navigating their way through the indigo waters which surrounded them. Their blue planet had been serene for quite sometime, that is, until now.
The school stopped, listening. The vibrations which shook the water grew in their intensity, and one fish looked curiously to the surface above. No light shone from up there, but they could feel two heavy masses nearing them. At high speed, they jolted off as one into the darkness.
Moments later, two large bodies the size of skyscrapers were pummeling down into the abyss. Two daikaiju locked in an epic battle, struggling for dominance in this watery domain.
As they fell downward, deeper and deeper into the recesses of some large crevasse, an eerie blue light began to appear. Jyarumu grabbed Godzilla by the throat, holding him back from using his atomic ray. It didn't even matter, since all the fight had been knocked out of Godzilla back on the surface.
Godzilla still tried to fight back, clawing and kicking as Jyarumu held on tightly, using his massive arms to restrain the King of the monsters. Their forms tumbled down into the crevasse, which consisted of many walls of blue crystals that glowed brightly. The deeper they fell, the brighter things seemed to get.
Jyarumu turned to notice how bright the lights were, and Godzilla took the chance to knock his opponent into a nearby wall of ice. Doing so, Godzilla seemed to have the upper hand and freed himself.
To Godzilla's surprise, however, Jyarumu did not fight back. He merely shook off the beating he received, and swam down further to the ocean floor. The glowing blue attracted him for some odd reason that Godzilla could not comprehend. Realizing that provoking Jyarumu would continue a battle he felt he could not win underwater, Godzilla began to swim back up to the surface.
However, as he brushed against a wall of glowing blue crystal, Godzilla winced with pain. The contact with his skin had hit him with a wave of nausea and left a burn mark on his arm. Confused and weary, Godzilla swam frantically to the open air above sea level.
Meanwhile, at the very bottom of the ocean floor, Jyarumu sat. He was taking in the power, the radiance that emanated from these glowing blue gems. Fixated and utterly forgetting his opponent, Jyarumu sat there. All his energy, all his concentration was focused on the glow of some strange radioactivity around him. He felt at home, and he felt himself growing stronger.
Godzilla X Gigan: Millenium
This is just an opener to my work-in-progress. Over the next month or so i will try to find time here and there to work on this and turn in the fifth installment to my G Jr. series. So if you liked the others, stay tuned!
-BPM