Godzilla: Sins of the Fathers

Part 1

The wind was howling. It sounded like the cries of dozens of banshees. The rain whipped the Japanese people hurrying into the safety of their homes. A weather reporter stood in the storm, broadcasting to the city of the situation.

"The winds seem to be moving at least fifteen miles an hour. The rain doesn't seem to be letting up anytime soon. The tsunami that passed through North Korea seems to be passing through here. We are lucky that Mr. Kumiyama Jr. of Happy Enterprises has built those rain shields upon our houses, or else the winds would surely wipe out our entire city."

In the weather radar station, three men sat back drinking coffee, when something came across the radar. One of them sat up quickly and looked at the screen. "Sir, we have a U.F.O. sighting about one hundred-twenty miles from here," he said. A man on the far side of the room ran over and looked. "Send a message to the GDF station."

"Our hurricane warning shouldn't last for much longer," said the reporter. "We are looking at abou-*"

The broadcast stopped. All the lights in the streets switched off. All the lights everywhere went off. The power was down all over Tokyo, including the radar station.

"Did you send the message?" the boss asked.

"No sir. The power went off right before I could."

"Dammit! We'll have to wait for the generator to start up."

The beige generator labeled Happy Enterprises began shaking, but something large and insectan emerged on it. It dug its large fangs into the machine, destroying it within seconds.

The men in the radar station waited impatiently, but the generator did not turn on. "Ah, screw this, I'm gonna go see what's takin that damned device so long," said one of the men.

He stepped outside in his rainjacket and looked at the smoking, destroyed device. He looked around, and then saw a terrifying shadow. Something muffled his scream as the shadowed creature jumped at him.

The two men sat waiting, when the back door swung open. "Daitaro? What took you so long? Is the generator okay?" asked this co-worker. Daitaro's eyes darkened. Large antennae extended from his head. The man in front of him screamed as he lunged at him.

In the GDF station, the men were frantically at work.

"Any luck getting Monster Island's security gates back online?" one of the superiors asked.

"No sir. Something blew our generators."

"Well switch to backup power! We can't let those beasts escape!"

"Umm, sir?" someone said. "I think it's too late for that."

The weather team was packing up their equipment, since the power didn't seem to be coming back on anytime soon.

"Damned weather. Keeping us from GIVING the weather," the cameraman muttered.

Just then, a large tremor shook the ground, knocking the team to the ground.

"What the hell was that?"

They looked over the ledge they were in front of, and then pulled back, grabbing their gear and running for their lives. The reporter slipped on the wet pavement and fell to the ground. She looked behind her and saw a massive snout rising from the water behind them, followed by a giant chest and torso with large blue dorsal plates on its back. A giant tail smashed into a structure eighty feet away.

She looked up into the beast's face. It looked down at her with its cold, emotionless eyes. She let out a scream as it responded with a deafening roar. The film crew stopped running, turned, and saw it. One of them stared at it, then yelled at the top of his lungs,

"GODZILLA!"

The King of the Monsters stepped up onto land with his massive feet. He looked at the dark, dreary city. His eyes turned at a large building a few miles away. His dorsal plates glowed blue. Smoke rose from his nostrils and mouth. The back of his throat shined blue. He opened his gigantic mouth and launched a beam of pure atomic heat from it.

The attack plowed through everything in its path until it reached the building he was aiming for. The edifice exploded into flames and smoke, lighting up the darkened city. Within seconds, people's screams echoed across Tokyo.

Godzilla roared, increasing the fear and terror already instilled in people's hearts. He began moving across the city, smashing everything in his path. The GDF had already begun their move. Tanks, masers, and attack planes were stationed in front of Godzilla in minutes. The planes circled the beast, firing missiles at him. While he struggled with them, the ground units hit Godzilla with everything they had. While swinging his arms at the planes, Godzilla managed to swing his tail in a full 180 degrees, wiping out all of the units behind him.

Satisfied with this outcome, Godzilla launched his heat beam and destroyed nearly all of the planes circling him. However, in one was someone who was used to battling daikaiju like him. It was Akane Yashiro, one of the only female pilots the GDF had. Piloting Kiryu in 2002 had more than qualified her.

"Damned lizard," she muttered as she fired two heavy-duty missiles at Godzilla. They plowed into his chest with a massive explosion. Godzilla roared in pain and staggered back into the ocean. Angrily, he climbed back onto shore and launched a heat beam at Akane. She did a barrel roll and avoided it.

"Yashiro! It's too dangerous! Pull back!" her superiors ordered.

Though she wanted to get back at Godzilla, Akane reluctantly turned around, heading back to base.

Godzilla, however, wasn't about to let her walk away alive. He opened his giant maw and launched a gigantic, eighty-meter wide heat beam at her plane. Fortunately, she saw it out of the corner of her eye and pulled her plane up at the last minute. The heat beam plowed into the building behind her, destroying it in a fiery explosion. Akane's eyes widened. There had been people in that building. And now they were dead. Once again, because of her, people had died. Godzilla was about to pursue her through the rest of the city, when a hailfire of missiles of missiles came down on him. Roaring in fury, he fled into the sea, his massive tail smashing the buildings in his path.

"Don't worry, Mr. Prime Minister," said the GDF Commander. "We have a surprise for him."

Godzilla swam though the North Pacific Ocean fast. Faster than any motorboat could ever. As he swam through the murky water, two pre-atomic submarines emerged out of the blue. Two torpedoes were soon after Godzilla.

One of them managed to hit him from behind directly. The other met his tail. The subs were about to fire again, but their target was gone. Moments later, a giant claw rose out of the depths, followed by an underwater explosion.

Everyone in the GDF HQ froze. They waited a few seconds. One spot in the ocean began bubbling and glowing blue. Seconds later, Godzilla burst out of the harbor with a wrecked submarine in his mouth. He shook his head and let go of it, hurling the destroyed sub into the streets of Tokyo, smashing everything in its path. Godzilla roared in victory and launched one final heat beam, wiping out almost a quarter of Tokyo. Smoke rising from his mouth, he turned and headed towards the sea.

"No! Don't let him get away!" the Prime Minister shouted!

"Sir, it's too late," said the Chief. "We have no reinforcements."

"Damn it! We have to do something about this!"

"What would you have us do, sir?"

"…How do you feel about another bipedal robot?"