Disclaimer: I don't own Godzilla. Otherwise, Godzilla's Revenge would've had more Godzilla and less Gabara.
"Speech"
'Thought'
Osaka, 6:13 PM,
Such a threat as Godzilla could silence a Super Bowl stadium full of die hard fanatics. That leaves little to the imagination to what the people of Japan would do when he arrived.
But there would always be those who refused to listen to law. Even if it was for their safety.
"Come on man, lets get this stuff out of here."
"Shut up, I'm moving!"
A few teenagers had found it fitting to use the abandoned area for robbery.
The stupidity of humans was overwhelming, running blindly to their desires even if it would spell certain doom. Even something so small as robbing a convenience store would lead them down the wrong path.
Or to the end of it.
The troublemakers were alerted to the sounds of large wheels moving and plasma blasting. And if stupidity would have a chance of doom, then curiosity was devoid of any.
"We need to get out of here."
"Are you kidding? We should get a picture of some of that stuff, payday right there."
"Yeah man, we already got this stuff."
Although the boys were reluctant to follow, they did so anyway. They didn't get too far before they could hear the sounds of fast moving machinery.
A long barrel GF-T33 plasma tank was sent flying backwards before another tried to escape. The latter didn't make it far enough before a giant foot stepped on it.
Fear and paralysis could only start to explain the expressions of the delinquents as they looked up at Godzilla.
"Oh shit...we've got to go!"
"Wait a few more seconds, I've got to get some pics."
"You're still on about that, we've got to..."
They stopped talking when they looked up slowly and fearfully to see that Godzilla was staring down at them curiously, yet very ominously as well.
Desperate for their lives, the boys sprinted in the opposite direction as fast as their untrained bodies could handle.
Godzilla lifted his head up and roared, nuclear energy pulsed from his body and destroyed the surrounding area in seconds. He marched forward for his rampage, destroying so much merely by walking.
The elongated tail flipped up and fell down onto a small building and crushed it with minimal effort.
In the destruction that he caused, Godzilla found some satisfaction. A feeling that he had never experienced before. He remembered very little, yet wanted so much destruction.
That same feeling quick vanished when the irritating sting of explosions darted along his back. Even after the previous failed attempts to kill the monster, some humans still persisted.
Several more missiles were launched directly into Godzilla's face by a jet. Unsurprisingly, he remained unfazed as the smoke cleared.
Almost passively, the Kaiju tried to knock the fighter down with atomic plasma. But the blast seemed to dissipate too early and miss.
Clearly this further agitated him. Godzilla bellowed and rampaged through the city with some speed. Even without access to his full radioactive power, he was still a force to reckon.
Undisclosed Bunker,
"This is unbelievable."
General Hatake continued to monitor the situation from the safety of a military bunker that was outfitted for these kind of dire situations. Godzilla would really have to work hard to get through it.
Physically he was safe from harm, but emotionally he was being shredded.
"Even after being hit with cadmium, that thing still moves." Cursed the man.
"Sir, Godzilla has halted movement." Said one of the operators.
"What?" Toshiro looked up at the monitor to see that the giant had indeed halted his rampage.
At the moment, amidst all the crackling fire and crumbling structures, Godzilla had found question in his own reflection. The eyes of the beast perked as his reflection perfectly mimicked him.
A roar echoed from his maw. Contrary to the others this one sounded sad.
While this did seem like an opportunity to understand or even establish some level of intimacy with Godzilla, the military couldn't bring themselves to allow the monster any chances.
"Quick, fire!" Commanded General Hatake.
The soldiers blindly followed their orders and fired repeated barrages of missiles alongside Godzilla's back. Though the flurry of explosions was small, it was still enough to propel him into the building. The result was complete destruction as the structure fell onto Godzilla.
Confusion and uncertainty spread amongst the soldiers as a dust cloud covered the structure. Sounds of falling concrete and shattered glass were the only clues that they had to discern the location of the kaiju.
"Continue firing with cadmium shells." Instructed General Hatake.
His command was followed and for good reason. Recent research had found that cadmium shells could suppress nuclear energy. Godzilla's bane had come.
Missile after missile flew into the decimated structure, each robbing the area of more atomic energy.
The soldiers remained steady and vigilant. Nobody dared to claim or even ask Godzilla's current status. Everybody prayed that the cadmium shells had sent the beast into death.
But Godzilla emerged from the rumble, still roaring, still raging. Quickly swerving around, he sent his long tail into two of the fighter jets and killed the pilots.
Hindering this threat was the best that could be done. Simply, Godzilla was just too strong.
"Pull back the troops." Ordered General Hayate reluctantly. So much for holding the front lines and defending Japan.
Warriors having to flee from the monster that they had sworn to destroy, there could only be few things more shaming than that.
Perhaps one of those events would be receiving help from an astronomer about the subject.
"General, you have an important message coming through."
"On the private line?" Toshiro's intrigue was replacing his humiliation.
An affirming nod from the operator confirmed the diminished randomness of the call. With Godzilla tearing up the city, any helpful news would be appreciated at the moment.
"General Toshiro Hatake."
"You don't need to be so formal with me."
Initially, Toshiro wanted to reprimand Ichigo Yamaguchi for his semi-nonchalant tone on the private line. But his attitude could be taken as a remedy for Toshiro's predicament.
It at least succeeded in distracting him from Godzilla.
"I can't help you out right now Ichigo." Complained the general.
"That's obvious, but I have some news that may assist you." Answered the professor.
"What?"
"This Godzilla is more than likely not the same one that attacked fifty years ago."
Initially, this was very surprising. That surprise quickly turned to fear as the possibility of multiple Godzillas was simply horrifying.
Hypocrisy drove Hatake to question this notion. There was very little already known about this horrible creature.
"What makes you say that? We've only ever encountered one."
An epiphany struck the general as he remembered the old pictures of the first Godzilla. By comparison, the one from 1954 looked mangled and torn. This one seemed more complete, possibly matured.
Not only that, but the building that he stood in front of was definitely around eighty meters in height and Godzilla was almost as tall.
Taking those facts into account made it apparent that this might be an entirely different Godzilla. As intriguing as the notion was, it didn't present a solution to deal with the threat.
"Ok, so there is more than one Godzilla." Admitted Toshiro. "But how does this help?"
"Tell the troops that they need to adjust the ammunition. Its more than likely that this Godzilla has fed off of the radiation from the plasma weaponry."
To avoid risking the creation of another monster like Godzilla, not that it mattered at that point, nuclear weaponry hadn't been tested in the Pacific for ages.
However, Japan wasn't strict against testing the plasma weaponry. Despite the weapons having a severely lower amount of radiation than hydrogen bombs, there was still some present.
If that was true then Godzilla must've been feeding on it for decades.
"I'll make sure to pass it along to the front lines. Hatake out."
"Good luck Toshiro."
41 Kilometers West of Osaka,
Ichigo felt disappointed that he couldn't pass on anymore useful information to his friend. But said friend was right, only one other kaiju every attacked.
Despite succeeding in getting his family far away from the attack in a Honda Civic, he still felt somewhat afraid. The information was only useful in theory.
'But I guess that I should be happy that I got through using a payphone.'
Looking back at the city, he could clearly see the havoc caused by Godzilla, even the king's roars were still audible. Shoving bitterness and fear to the side was the best he could do at the moment for his family.
Both his wife and his son waited patiently in the car. His wife bore an expression that required promise of safety.
"I'm sorry about that. I just needed to help out Toshiro." Apologized Ichigo as he got behind the wheel.
"I understand. It's just-"
"I know." He couldn't blame her, being in their mid thirties, they had only heard of Godzilla.
These horrifying events must've been even more frightening for Isshin. His silence in the back of the sedan acted as evidence. Expressing paternal concern would be an appropriate action.
"Isshin, what's wrong?" Asked Ichigo despite the clear evidence that his son had never seen a Kaiju before.
"He's hurt..." Answered the little boy.
Exchanging looks of confusion, Ichigo and his wife hoped that there was some puppy in the back with their son. A quick glance from the mother revealed that only Isshin was in the backseat.
"Who's hurt Isshin?" Asked his mother in an attempt to be comforting but still displaying her confusion.
"It's Godzilla...he's hurt."
Shock gripped the parents' minds. They were already aware that their child possessed the ability to detect people's feelings, but this was ludicrous.
So many questions needed to be answered, but the resounding roars of destruction urged that Ichigo simply push his foot against the accelerator pad with a bit more force.
Osaka,
There were so many emotions brewing about right now that Godzilla could barely process any of them. The novelty of the experience added more joy for the Kaiju.
Everything was foggy for his memory, but there were distinct images of a city like this. Tiny figures dispersed and they screamed in fear. After that there was only the image of water and the pain of suffocation.
Although his emotions flared from all of that, Godzilla couldn't deny that he knew those weren't his memories.
Pain stung his mind at the mystery of his existence and why he was stuck with that which wasn't his, but it didn't matter now. There was a purpose that only he was fit to serve.
To destroy everything humanity has built.
However, amongst the cacophony of fire and crumbling buildings was a faint noise. Curiosity overrode the sense of vengeance that Godzilla harbored.
The faint noise repeated itself again a little louder. Feeling obliged, Godzilla returned with his own signature roar that echoed throughout the empty city.
Again, the vague sound repeated, this time sounding more vigorous. Instinct dominated the desire for revenge and Godzilla began to march towards the new item of his interest.
2,000 Kilometers Above the Exosphere,
Such a destructive force as Godzilla could be reconciled by the population of the entire planet. But watching Earth as a whole, nobody would ever notice the destruction caused by the tyrant.
The infinity of all the cosmic lights would be far more attractive.
Amongst the sea of lights, one stood out. It illuminated the darkness with a faint shade violet and blinked rapidly. If one wasn't close enough to the planet, they would never notice how close this unique light source actually was.
Or what it would do.
Thanks for reading this chapter, hope you liked it. Yeah, I haven't done anything for his story in months, but I'm back now! And yes, this is because my Pokémon fanfics are done and Godzilla Resurgence is coming out soon (I AM SO EXCITED!). So leave a review or favorite and I'll try to get the next chapter out soon.