"Millions of years ago we died. Sixty-five million years ago we were reduced to bones and ash. Energy the likes we had never seen before enveloped our world, killing us faster than we could breath. But from our ashes, you arose. Disgusting ape creatures born of lust and avarice.

The energy drove us deep into our caves and dens, forcing us to dig deeper and deeper in order to survive. We had only our bodies to use. But we did it. We succeeded in surviving. We would soon realize that the energy that killed us, had the opposite effect on you. It made you stronger. Smarter. Maybe it did to us too. As you evolved, so did we.

Our bodies grew smaller, leaner. Our skulls expanded and our brains grew. We knew what we had to do to survive. We could live for far longer than you could, but we still would die of age one day. Our gene pool was becoming corrupted. There were only so many of us. So, we took you. We used you to spread our numbers as the old died, making us even more like you. more humanoid. But we will never be like you. the energy that once covered the world is all but gone now. But you want it now. You want to use it. To weaponize it. I will not let you. We will not let you. We will destroy you! you inherited our world, but it is our turn once again!"

Shikok, Japan – 2032

"Did you get that, Ryoma?" An older man's voice said.

"Sorry what? I think I dozed off, had this weird dream." Ryoma replied.

"You're seriously sleeping right now? Of all the times for that? I would have thought this is the most exciting day of your life." The old man remarked.

Ryoma dressed in a blue jumpsuit with green racing stripes, and a white helmet with a red arrow pointing down at his face and a glass visor over his eyes. Around his neck hung a gas mask, while a simple breathing mask rested behind his head, suspended in the air. His hair was jet black and spiky, almost to the point of obnoxiousness. His eyebrows were thick and his face was very sharp, giving him the appearance of a very angry person despite what emotions he may express. Ryoma sat in the cockpit of a unique vehicle. The first of its kind. Or third, depending on your point of view.

The vehicle was a giant mechanical suit of armor, over fifty feet tall. Its design was rather minimalistic. It had a red head with yellow eyes, and what could be called pupils faintly glowing green, a spike on each side of its head almost like ears, with two white spikes underneath each "ear", a vertical ovular shaped green plate where a mouth would be, a white neck with red striped going down from each side of the chin, a red chest with a large visible panel, glass with a faint green glow over each breast almost like muscles, red shoulders, white arms, and red from the elbow down with the forearm possessing three curved metal spikes seven feet in length. The machine's abdomen was white, it's waistline black, and pelvis yellow. Its legs were white with red stripes going down the front.

This machine, the first of its kind, in a set of three, was called the Getter Robo. The model number was Getter-1, and the primary pilot was named Ryoma Nagare. Ryoma had been recruited into the Getter program a month before, thirteen months after his mother had died building the very machine he controlled now. He may as well continue her legacy, was his reason for joining.

"Take a step forward." The old man's voice instructed.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah Saotame. I know how to do a basic warm up routine." Ryoma said, taking two slow steps forward then two slow steps backwards. He then raised the machine's arms in the air, and then brought them back down. Ryoma yawned.

"Alright…everything seems to be in order. We're going to send out a deactivated robot suit. Destroy it however you want." Doctor Saotame informed.

"Now that I can do!" Ryoma boasted, bringing the Getter into a battle stance.

A rumbling shook the island just enough you could only feel it if you were walking along the bare ground. From the ocean a hundred yards out, rose a small humanoid robot that was rusted over almost completely. Ryoma grinned and pushed a lever, then made the Getter run forward into the water and punched the machine in the face.

Ryoma brought both arms into the air, clasped his hands together, and brought both hands onto the top of the robot's head completely crushing it into its chassis. Ryoma pulled his right arm back, and punched it clear through the chest. The machine slid off his arm, into the water, not showing any signs of being active.

"Alright, that went as we expected. Take a few steps back now." Saotame ordered, and Ryoma complied. "Good. Sending an AI controlled robot suit up now. It will not attack, but will attempt to dodge and stay alive. Destroy it however you please."

The island shook once more, and another machine rose from the ocean. This one looked mostly the same, but was only slightly rusted. There was no visible paint on it, or any remarkable features. Ryoma brought his arm back, and attempted to punch it. The robot's pupil's increased in size, and it dropped to into a crouching position to dodge. It then leaped forward, under the Getter's arm.

"It's getting away, you know." A cold voice said.

"I see that Hayato!" Ryoma growled, turning to face the machine. The robot ran quickly, putting as much distance between the two of them as possible.

Ryoma growled and after a brief consideration, bent down slightly and brought both hands to his belly. The eyes and chest plates of the Getter began to glow intensely, enough to blind anything that saw it without protection. An orange energy with a green aura began to form in between the hands of the Getter. The instructions had called this simply the "Energy Ball" but Ryoma needed a cooler name for it than that. As he released the ball of energy, now the size of a trailer, he yelled "stoner-SUNSHINEEEEEE!"

The ball of energy ripped through the robot's chassis with ease, before falling straight into the ground. The robot clasped at the gaping wound in its chest, as black oil spilled from it in massive quantities. Ryoma ran forward, practically flying in the air, and punched the air right next to the robot's head with his right arm, on the left side of its head. The blades of the Getter's arm tore through the robot's skull, and it fell to the ground.

"Uh Ryoma, are you seeing this?" another voice, this one much softer, asked.

"What is it, Musashi?" Ryoma asked, gasping from yelling seconds before.

"Look at the grass. It's…different." Musashi informed.

Sure enough, the grass where the energy ball had fell through was now easily taller than a person and was also covered in seed like organs. "This is to be expected. The Getter Rays accelerate evolution, it makes sense something like this would happen." Another old man said.

"It would be VERY interesting to see the effects on a human." An extremely deep voice said. "Isn't that right, doctor Stinger?" Coen was a six foot three tall African-American with thick blond hair and long sideburns that turned into a small blond beard. He wore silver sunglasses to hide his eyes, and looked almost like the human version of an Orangutan.

"Right indeed, doctor Coen!" a high pitched and scratchy, creepy voice chimed in. Stinger was only five feet tall, with pale, almost blue, skin and short brown hair with short brown sideburns. He kept wild eyes and was like the human version of a honey badger, that had been hit in the face with a shovel.

The island began to shake once again, this time slightly noticeable to Musashi. Inside the control room, miles away, doctor Saotame demanded to know who activated the next robot. When he got no response, he grabbed the collar of the other old man, older than he was, doctor Shikishima (a short Japanese-African man with bushy side burns and a receding hairline), and yelled "What the hell is happening!?"

"I don't know! I didn't activate anything!" he nearly cried back.

Saotame heard footsteps from behind him and turned to see his sixteen-year-old daughter, Michiru, run up to the communication terminal and yell into the microphone "Ryoma! Hayato! This isn't a test, watch out behind you!"

Both Saotame and Shikishima turned their attention to the window before them, and far in the distance they saw the rising shape everyone in the room had seen before. "Gozirra?" Shikishima asked, stunned at the sight.

"I think not. Whatever this is, it IS massive and reptilian. But it is certainly not Godzilla." Doctor Coen said, adjusting his glasses.

After receiving the message from Michiru, Ryoma spun around to see the threat and stopped moving completely. Only a hundred meters into the ocean, was a Tyrannosaurus Rex. No, that couldn't be right. This thing was easily three times the size of a T-rex, and its skin was red. On top of that it's arms were almost human, and bone like spikes resided throughout its arms and legs. On top of that, the creature lacked any feathers.

The creature began to move forward, roaring as it did so. The creature moved forward, it's legs closer to that of a chicken than a lizard despite the appearance. Ryoma snapped out of his stunned trance, and leapt forward. As Ryoma flew through the air, he raised his leg and prepared to kick the monster in the head.

Ryoma completely missed the creature, flying overhead and landing in the ocean. "Ryoma, hand controls over to me." Hayato ordered.

"To hell with that, I've got this!" Ryoma yelled, standing up in the water. Ryoma yelled "Getter, axe!" and a single handed waraxe popped out of right shoulder of the Getter, which quickly grabbed on without Ryoma doing anything.

The dinosaur like creature moved to Ryoma and the other two Getter pilots with fierce determination, a look of pure hatred in its eyes. Ryoma, pulled his arm back, watched as a "Target Confirmed" message appeared on his screen, and through the axe directly into the creature's skull, cutting the head nearly completely in half.

Ryoma laughed and said "That sure was a touch ass monster."

From the control room, everyone looked on with a mixture of fear and excitement. On the one hand, it was clear Ryoma was a good pilot and the Getter 1 can take on various enemies. On the other hand, there may very well may be more of these creatures out there. If they didn't get to the creatures soon, there is no telling how much damage they could cause. Doctor Saotame's first action would be contacting the United Nations and reporting what had just happened. This after all, could benefit his project greatly.