More Godzilla goodness! So, anyone read my original run at this? I feel it was okay, but I think I made Grey a little too overpowered. That's something I'm going to remedy in this run. So, no flying for one. Two, he won't be able to make any real headway in a fight against something like the MUTOs. Fair warning, I won't really be going into Toho monsters much in this version. Now, there might be stuff that's similar to what they've done, but I won't directly refer to it as such. Mainly because I don't know the original lore, researching it has just given me a headache, and I have other monsters I want do. Well, there is one monster that I'll use, but that's it! You'll know it when you see it.

Wow, long opening note is long. Let's just get to why you're really here: Chapter 3!

Grey couldn't imagine his agony could get any worse. He and the group he had been thrown into had scrapped the security robot, but not without taking significant damage. He suspected two of their number to be dead and he was damn near close to it.

He had been unlucky and gotten nailed by a wildly swinging arm, which broke three ribs and his lower arm!

He had passed out from the pain during the fight and when he woke up, he was strapped to a large table, unable to move, and felt like his bones were trying to crawl out of his skin!

He could see two scientists standing with their backs to him and they were speaking in hushed tones, but to his surprise, he could make out the words.

"The bones were unnaturally thin. Is it a side effect of the serum?"

"Of sorts. According to the scan, his bones have started to compress, thus making them denser. The snapping was probably a point where the bones were still in transition. I've hit him up with a mixture of raw material his body can use to maintain a proper skeletal structure, but we should be careful. Other systems of organs might start behaving similarly and we must know as soon as it starts, lest say, his heart shrink and cause irreparable damage."

"What of the others? Are they experiencing similar symptoms?"

"Some of them. I did not expect the serum to affect all our test subjects the same way. Ah, good. The scan is done. Hmm... It seems his muscular system is starting to behave like his bones. I'll give him a dose of material for that as well."

Grey slowly fell back unconscious, confused by what these men were saying. Bones compressing? Shrinking heart? What was this all about?

His thoughts were interrupted when he suddenly felt great pain in several points on his body, namely in the space between his two top ribs, his upper and lower arms, his upper and lower legs, and his neck. He gritted his teeth and waited for the pain to end. Suddenly, he felt something else being stuck in his arm and he passed out.

"Are you sure it's as simple as giving the body material to work with? I'm worried we may have rushed ahead with the project, perhaps run a few more simulations before moving on to human trials." Rothstein spoke. Yorburg dismissed this with a wave of his hand.

"We had the chemistry established months ago and we ran simulations with millions of variables. We were far more cautious than necessary. Had we waited any longer, the leader would have forced us to move ahead, or deemed us a waste of resources. I've worked to long and too hard on this to see it all amount to nothing."

Rothstein didn't comment. They kept walking until they reached a room with several video screens. There were people seated at one screen each, all calling out details of what they were watching.

"How are the rest of our subjects doing?" Yorburg asked a man standing near the center of the room.

"Most of them our sleeping their wounds away. The regeneration works best when one is sedentary. Some of them are experiencing side effects. Two of them have sadly fallen victim to their internal organs failing. Several others are currently being operated on to counteract other side effects."

"What of the most promising?" Yorburg asked.

"Currently, we have four that have undergone the mutation without incident. We took blood and tissue samples to study for any other changes that may crop up in the future. Right now, they're back in their cells, also recovering."

"And what of the dead? What were the various causes?"

"Radiation poisoning, bones snapping and piercing internal organs, several of them just reacted violently to the serum. Their bodies gave up and shut down. There are others, but they all subcategorize into the causes I just provided."

Yorburg accepted a report that had everything written down on it for his personal archive and left without another word. Rothstein continued to accompany him.

"What about the most recent test subject? I know you dismissed this earlier, but I saw a… viciousness in him that wasn't present in our other subjects."

Yorburg smiled.

"Indeed. And I am eager to see more of it."

Rothstein wasn't as enthusiastic.

"I'm not so sure we should be encouraging it. I fear that if we don't do something about it, it could threaten everything we have built here."

Grey jolted awake. He was back in another cold cell with a thin sheet as opposed to a proper blanket. He stood up and noticed that he wasn't sore anymore. He rolled his arms a few times to test them and found them to be perfectly fine! No broken bones whatsoever! He stood up and tapped his foot on the ground a few times, noting that the sound seemed louder than usual. He heard a clanging noise and turned to see that a meal had been delivered. It was a large portion than before. He grabbed it and went about clearing it. He hadn't realized how hungry he was until this point. After half an hour, he had finished the meal and put the tray back where he had found it. However, once he finished eating, he started to feel woozy again. He stumbled over to the cot and collapsed on it, his eyesight blurring even more as he went. Had they drugged his food?

Yorburg looked confused.

"Why is he unconscious? We gave him additional food to prevent his glucose from dropping too low."

Rothstein looked at the data and rubbed his chin before rubbing his head.

"We forgot about his gamma intake. Look, his condition is deteriorating in tandem with his Gamma levels."

Yorburg smacked his forehead.

"How did we overlook that? Well, I suppose that now would be as good a time as any to move forward with the next experiment. Gas him, just to be sure, and move him to Lab 02 and prep him. This next test is going to be very important."

Grey was taken to the aforementioned lab 02 and strapped onto another table. The technicians wheeled in a large machine that looked like some sort of weird mix between a giant flashlight and a giant hairdryer. While this was happening, several other technicians attached small probes to Grey's body. They all connected to a device attached above Grey's heart. Rothstein and Yorburg walked in, both of them wearing what appeared to be a very elaborate hazmat suit. Several other scientists and technicians joined them in similar attire.

"Begin powering the emitter!" Yorburg ordered.

The machine began to hum. Small vents along the 'barrel' of the machine began to glow with blue light. The hum built in pitch until Yorburg held up his hand.

"Begin!"

The lens on the front of the machine suddenly began to emit waves of blue light from it. The light washed over Grey, who seemed to visibly relax. Yorburg smirked and looked at a tablet in his hands. According to the readings, Grey would soon reach his optimal Gamma levels.

"Begin shutdown in 5… 4… 3… 2… 1… Now!"

The machine was shut down and Grey was moved into an 'airlock' of sorts and had a mask strapped over his nose and mouth before he was lightly misted with a transparent vapor. The other scientists we doused with a heavier mist before they left. Grey was taken to another large, round chamber and fitted with his test suit. He was left lying down while Rothstein and Yorburg stood within a room with a direct view to the chamber Grey was in.

"Send in the same model of defense drone he fought when his bones were broken. I want to see what he's capable of now."

Grey's eyes snapped open and he groaned with frustration. He was starting to get sick of being gassed and waking up in some unfamiliar surrounding. However, he recognized this room. And he didn't like it. This was the same chamber where he had several of his bones snapped in two.

He heard a familiar hissing noise and turned to see the same machine that had snapped his bones rising again. And he had no backup this time.

"Terrific." Grey muttered before leaping back as the robot launched several blasts of electricity at him! He continued to keep his distance and avoid the energy blasts as they came, but he knew that he wasn't getting out until he took out the machine. He leapt again and landed on a suspended platform, but was shocked when the supports broke and it crashed to the ground! Grey landed with relative ease, a look of shock on his face. He hadn't broken them at all last time!

He looked up and yelped as two blasts shot past him! He reached down and grabbed the platform he had broken before heaving it up in front of him. He smirked as he felt the blasts hitting the platform and snarled before throwing the platform straight at the robot! Needless to say, the robot didn't fair very well. It was completely trashed and beyond functionality. Grey smirked before groaning. The floor opened again and three robots emerged. These ones were smaller, but they were much faster and cornered well. Grey grunted as he leapt and dodged. These new robots were becoming a real pain in his backside.

He rolled out of the way of an incoming robot and saw another one baring down on him. He planted his feet and grabbed it as it plowed right into him! He gritted his teeth in pain and determination as he lifted the robot off the ground and over his head! He turned and hurled it at the second robot, utterly destroying it! He leapt over to the wreckage and pried two pieces of scrap free. He launched both of them at the final robot, turning it into scrap metal. He slumped over in exhaustion. Whatever they had done to him may have made him stronger, but it didn't do much for his endurance. Suddenly, a low hissing filled the air. He turned to see vapor being released from vents.

"Oh, come on!" Grey exclaimed before the gas hit his system and he collapsed unconscious.

Yorburg looked absolutely giddy.

"He's even more powerful than I thought!"

Rothstein was obviously of a different opinion, but he opted not to share it. He knew that Yorburg wouldn't be swayed. Instead, he waited in silence as they left the room. The test subject was being transferred back into their cell.

"Just think! If we can crack why the serum was so much more effective, we could raise the program to even greater heights!"

Rothstein indulged Yorburg a little while longer. That was, until sirens started blaring.

Grey waited carefully. He had held his breath long enough before the gas got to him, inhaling enough to put him out, but only for a few minutes. The moment he woke up, he waited about two minutes before he broke the straps holding him down and immediately seized the technician nearest to him and threw him into another! He whirled around and socked one of the guards, who was thrown down the hallway and collided with two other personnel before coming to a halt. Grey took off running, looking for anything that looked like an exit. He looked and saw several armed guards approaching. He groaned before balling his hands into fists and walking towards them. The guards pulled out stun batons and began sparking them, advancing on Grey as he approached them.

Grey snarled as he struck the first guard in the side. He could feel the bones cracking beneath his fist. He spun and slammed his other fist into the next guard's gut. This blow lifted him off the ground and into the ceiling. Suddenly, he felt pain erupt in his side. He looked to see a stun baton being held against his side. He grabbed the guard's wrist and pulled it away effortlessly. He spun and threw the man by the arm. However, he felt similar pain in his back and was tackled to the ground. He could feel pain erupting in his back, shoulders, sides, arms, everywhere. He tried to rise, but every time he was struck over the head with an uncharged baton. He kept trying. The pain only grew worse.

And right then, something awoke in him. His eyes turned yellow and reptilian and his arms became clawed and scaly. He bellowed in rage as he effortlessly pushed himself up and began to tear through the guards, seemingly impervious to pain. His claws dragged massive gashes in the guards' armor. Finally, the last guard was pressed against a wall, whimpering in fear as Grey stalked forward, his teeth bared in an animalistic snarl. There was one more sound from the guard, which ended in a gurgling crunch.

Yorburg and Rothstein watched from the security center as Grey viciously tore through each guard who was foolish enough to engage him. They watched in awe as Grey charged and made to gore a man's head with his claws, only to miss and sink most of his arm into the wall. The man struck him in the head with a nightstick and was immediately retaliated against when Grey grabbed the man's head and slammed it against the wall. Then, Grey turned to see several guards gathered down the hall. He heaved with all him might, tearing a chunk of wall out underneath his arm and hurled it down the hallway, slamming into the guards and putting several holes in the walls that were in the chunk's way. Grey stormed out of view of the current camera (Several of them had been destroyed in his rampage)

"Where is he going?" Yorburg demanded.

"His current path leads towards the main exit."

Yorburg snarled.

"How could he possibly know where to go?! He has no knowledge of the base!"

Rothstein gestured to the screen. Every time Grey came to a branching hallway, he would pause before his nostrils would flare.

"It seems that whenever his senses are overwhelmed with pain, his animal side becomes dominant, both physically and mentally. His senses become heightened, allowing him to trace a path to freedom."

Yorburg immediately opened a comms channel to the guards' headsets.

"Fortify the docking bay! Nothing gets out!"

Yet, it was all futile. Grey tore through their ranks with ease, leaving bodies, some alive and some not, strewn about his wake. They watched as he stopped in front of the water and he hunched over, seemingly in great discomfort. When he straightened up, the scales had spread, now covering up to just under his cheeks. He dove into the water and vanished from sight. Rothstein rubbed his temples.

"I told you we needed to be careful with that one. Now we have a test subject loose."

Yorburg huffed and crossed his arms.

"Inform all field agents that they will be receiving a new target to watch for. In the meantime, run a simulation to predict where he will leave the water."

Rothstein shook his head.

"Look back at the footage."

Yorburg rewound until they reached the point after he straightened out and the scales had spread.

"Zoom in on his neck."

The camera did just that, revealing a minute detail.

"Gills… So, he could be underwater indefinitely."

Rothstein shook his head.

"Not really. Remember when he finished his last meal?"

Yorburg smiled.

"Low Gamma levels. His instincts will drive him to seek ionizing radiation. Given his small stature in comparison to subject G, he should be able to survive off ultra-violet, even if absorbing enough would take ample time. He'll have to make landfall eventually, just to replenish his reserves. How long will it take before he runs out?"

"According to our calculations, he had roughly three days' worth of ionizing radiation stored before his body would start to experience problems functioning. Most likely, he'll surface after a maximum of two days. In that time, he could reach San Francisco, or anywhere within a ten-mile range of the shoreline."

Yorburg's smile widened.

"Send our agents this information and begin searching!"

"Sir!"

Yorburg turned as a man in a white uniform burst in.

"What is it? Can't you see that…"

"Sir, we've just received word from our agents in Monarch."

Yorburg immediately became interested.

"And? What did they say?"

"Sir, Monarch's satellites picked up a new MUTO. It's reportedly emerged from a gorge in South America."

Cue the dramatic three notes! So, for anyone who hasn't read the original story, I got Grey caught and broken out in one chapter. Not really interesting. I also made him able to shoot thermonuclear energy from his hands. That makes no sense. Now to be clear, he will be able to use thermonuclear energy, but I'm going to shake up how. Also, he won't be flying either. Might have said that already, but whatever.

Creativity: Yeah, Grey was pretty stacked last time.

Author: Yeah… Wow, I'm kinda nostalgic for when we had just started up! So many memories…

(Goes back and reads old story) Annnnnd now I feel cringy. Whatever. See you next week!