Monsters Rising: The Mysterian Incursion
"Who'd imagine that the first Godzilla attack on Japan would be out-done only a three years or so later by an alien invasion! I guess given the fact that giant monsters exist the idea of an alien invasion didn't seem to far-fetched now. But as oppose the little green men or skin-changing lizard monsters, the visitors were whole lot different then any fiction. Hell, they even knew more about Earth's history then we did, so it was no surprise that we wanted peace. Unfortunately for us peace was something we'd have to fight for. Peace was something we had to die for." - Quote attributed to General Douglas Gordon of the Global Defense Corps
And so the World was sent into a new kind of turmoil in the wake of Godzilla: monsters exists. The giants, dragons and sea beasts that were once thought to be fiction existed. The creatures was thought just to be drawings upon the edge of the map to remind sailors of dangerous locations had now made their way to the center stage. Though thankfully, as Godzilla's attack showed, not all of them had ill goals in mind.
The mysterious Anguirus was more then willing to risk life and limb against the furious Godzilla despite never having interacted with Humanity. Mankind was split on what to do on the matter of these Kaiju, many wanted them dead seeing them as little more then walking disasters - which Godzilla did prove they were capable of. Though Anguirus' attempts to stop Godzilla did endear him to the public eye and soon it wasn't uncommon to see young children role playing as the two monsters in the playground and streets.
Though while the World was still reeling from the aftershocks of these monsters incursion, coupled with the appearance of a heroic monster and the implication of there being more then animalistic thoughts behind the monsters, a new threat would soon shake the foundations of Earth. This time, however, not due to the actions of some new threat of a monster but the appearance of those that came from across the stars. It was 1957 that the Mysterians of the Planet Talos made themselves known to the Humans of Earth. But despite making their presence known in 1957 the Mysterians had actually be surviving on a base on the dark side of the Moon. Out of the sight of Humanity as they planned their moves, for what to do about the revelation of great beasts of the Earth, in truth it mattered little to the Mysterian plan. And the Mysterians were aware of Earth's history as a former Pturmian colony as that was the reason that it was chosen, it was a fertile world ready to harbor new tenants.
The Mysterians were led by a young noble of their kind, Asur, she knew that this world was the only chance of a peaceful life for her people. But the Godzilla attack had planted new seeds of fear in her heart. Humanity, in her eyes, was untrustworthy at the best and violent at the worst. They cared little for that which did not fit their norm and would no doubt attempt to kill her people - the fact that they were mostly made up of miners and civilians simply amplified her fear. There was only a handful of Mysterian warriors left, many fallen to the onslaught of space pirates and marauders in their journey to Earth. Asur would not have her people fade into nothing, the legacy the bring world they left behind, but also knew that for her to win against Humanity she'd need to strike hard and deliberate, and so a plan was formed.
The Mysterians,
The species known as the Mysterians were not really a race but more of a splinter faction; as with their world ravaged by King Ghidorah, the species known as the Xiliens were forced to wander the galaxy in search of a new home. As one of the many races of the Pturmian Empire it is no doubt that what was why King Ghidorah burned their world of crystal spires, simply out of a distaste of universal peace. The Mysterians are the product of one such traveler ship straying from the pack due to an attack of the space beast Bagorah, and instead forced to them carve their own path as they made their nomadic trip through the void of space. Eventually the Mysterians became aware of one colony that survived Ghidorah's rampage, and intrigued, decided to attempt to take the colony for themselves. Armed with a small group of elite soldiers, and a few dozen mining units known as the Moguera, the Mysterians attempted to make their new home in the pearl of the Pturmian Empire. By removing it of it's current inhabitants.
The Mysterians attack was one of a panicked fury, taking up makeshift base in Japan, patrolled by Moguera units. The Mysterians claimed that they could easily take the Earth but this was a gesture of goodwill; a chance for Humanity to bow down themselves, and not to risk facing the Mysterians. Asur's gambit was to leave the Earth reeling under the news that aliens likewise exist. And with this panic they would be able to quickly identify places of value and end them with a mixture of the little Mysterian troops they had to spare alongside the Moguera units. Asur hesitated to allow those few miners that wanted to help in the efforts join, she did not want to those who were unused to combat thrown headlong into it. And so while the UN debated and argued about the meaning behind this goodwill, the Mysterians sent Moguera units to attack. Asur hoped that despite the age of the mining drones, the Moguera units would function enough to take what they needed.
However, the Mysterians underestimated both Mankind's tenacity to survive and the giants of the Earth, as soon reports flooded the Mysterian base that Mogueras were not only being destroyed by heavy artillery of Mankind but the monsters likewise too up against the mining units. Anguirus soon made a reappearance, his limb still healing from his duel with Godzilla. But despite this he easily broke Moguera units with his tail, or simply let his armored bulk break the robots. But as previously mention, Anguirus was not the only monster to take up arms against the invaders, in Hawaii one Moguera unit was dragged down the depths by some great tentacled beast, and in the Pacific ocean, on the Island of the Skull, a King and a Queen battled against both predator and invader.
The King smashed a boulder into the charging Skullcrawler, sending the serpent to the ground. He then broke it's hideous skull under a stomp of fury, roaring as brain matter and bone exploded from the ruined skull. He looked to his mate, to see her tearing the head off one of the metal beasts, before jamming said head down the throat of a charging Vastatosaurus rex. It warmed the King's heart to watch his Queen tear apart invaders and interlopers. Those who dared to try and take his home would feel the thunder of his fists and bellow of his roar.
A horrid hissing took the King's attention and he turned to see three more lesser Skullcrawlers, and behind them another metal beast. The King raised his fists, before pounding them into his chest, challenging them to take his title. They would be broken upon his mountain throne, but he still welcomed the challenge. Roaring in defiance at his unruly neighbours and the invaders of the Sky, the King planted his feet to the earth and readied himself for the stampede of teeth and iron.
Today was a good day for the King.
The Mysterians panicked in the wake of such monster attacks, wholly not expecting such monsters to fight with such vigor. Likewise Humanity caught them off guard in the form of the G-Force. An organisation made to study ways to kill Kaiju, the G-Force had access to the some of the most dangerous weaponry made, which sole function was to kill any dangerous threat like the first Godzilla. This caused the creation of such weapon known as the Markalite Cannon, made to tear through the flesh of any monster. However, such weapons made by G-Force were notable unreliable and the organisation had failed to craft a weapon as reliable as the Oxygen Destroyer. Though to many that was for the better.
And so with permission from the UN the G-Force unleashed it's destructive weapons upon the Mysterian forces, destorying all but the last Moguera units left swarming the Earth. Leaving only the Mysterian bastion in Japan as the only foothold that they had left. Asur could not believe what she had witnessed, that such a lesser species had managed to deny the Mysterians of their conquest. It was impossible, but she had little time to focus on such details, as a small force of militarily forces were approaching the base in Japan. While Humanity had managed to destroy the mining drones, they would find that the elite of the Mysterian forces far more hardy indeed.
Asur looked upon her palatine guard, each Mysterian clad in the gold and blue armor of their station. Blank masks covered their skulls, reminding Asur of the predatory birds which inhabited her home. She felt sadness tug at her heart as she thought of the home-world she never grew up on. And all she could remember was it burning under the wrath of the End of Empires.
She would never forget such a sight until the end of her days, nor would the space dragon that danced in it's ashes as it gloried in the murder of a billion souls. The Three-Headed King was a foul aberration of the stars, and Asur prayed to her ancestor gods that it would one day meet it's end.
Thoughts of the burning world and bloody vengeance were pushed aside as Asur thought on what had occurred over the past couple days, she assumed that the Humans would be too busy arguing with one and other over the Mysterians very existence to formulate a counter-attack. And in truth, she was right but those damned monsters simply attacked tearing the drones to pieces, and quickly Humanity rallied behind such an example of deifiance.
It was utterly unthinkable and now she was on the cusp of losing everything.
"Leader," one of her guards said, worry thick in his voice. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine," she snapped back. "We must prepare, keep the civilians safe."
With that said, Asur marched off the prepare for the coming battle, with a heart full of worry for the future of her people. She had to insure that they would survive no matter what came for them. No matter what monsters this world threw at them.
The battle was hardly a grand thing between the two forces of Mysterians and Humans. It was the last desperate struggle of a dying race, against the full might of one still honed by the rising monsters of the deeps. A race forged in the need to survive, to see the future no matter what. Despite this the Mysterian stood firm, the palatine guard wielded barely usable weaponry. But it still worked if but barely. The guard had fought tooth and nail against the pirates and monsters of the star void and were not about to give up in the face of race of barely evolved apes. But Mankind would likewise not back down against the arrogant invaders, who dared send metal monsters to terrorise their cities and hurt their people.
It was a battle between two warrior peoples; one forged in loss of their home and spurned by desperation, the other forged in conflict and for each step taken back two more were at least taken forward. The Mysterian Guard fought with the precision taught to them from child-birth, and the militarily forces found themselves pushed back by the determination of the alien foe. Another surprise to note of the Mysterian Guard was their affinity to close combat, many forces found themselves cut down by glaives and blades made by an alien metal of the Mysterians. Their close combat techniques made them extremely dangerous, as they could cut down troops like a scythe to wheat. This close combat efficiency coupled with the alien armor which defended them against them against the bullets of human artillery made clashing with the Guard a dangerous venture indeed.
The situation further worsened by the fact that whenever a push was made, the appearance of Asur would put an end to any and all attempts to go further. She would appear like a goddess of war, carving a dark number through the human forces, planting seeds of doubt within the forces. While the Mysterians would rally at her example, and push harder against the forces of Mankind. The UN feared that this would soon turn into a dark war of attrition as the Mysterians hunkered down within their position and simply waited for the human forces come to them. Some of those more extreme wanted the Mysterians bombed or worse the dangerous weapons of the G-Force used upon them, to serve as a savage message to those that would seek to usurp the peace of Earth. And a warning to the worlds beyond our own.
These far more crazed suggestions were quickly quashed, as even G-Force itself swore it would leave the UN to deal with this threat itself if it attempted such monstrous actions. A parlay seemed inevitable; a chance for the children of two worlds to find some form of middle ground. Some form of peace, as the UN had little to gain from the genocide an entire species, even if it was on the fields of battle. This coupled with reports of the civilian aliens to be found hiding in the base solidified the need for a parlay. Despite it ranking against her pride, Asur agreed to listen to such terms on one condition: that one human soldier proved the martial prowess of his species.
It was an odd request and the UN found themselves wholly unprepared for such an ultimatum, but the chance of sparing lives was to big an opportunity to miss, and much to the surprise of all present, one man did indeed pick up the gauntlet thrown by the alien noble. Even the Mysterians were surpirsed by this outcome; thinking that Humanity would brook to their demands then face their warrior Queen. The solider's name was Haruo Tezuka, and unknown to many of his fellow soldiers he was in fact a member of the clan of warriors that worshiped the one of the moth protectors of the Earth, Battra. The name of this clan was the Dark Moth.
The Dark Moth,
In the earlier days of the Earth, when Mankind began its rise with the fall of the Magic Kingdoms, it was not uncommon for the great monsters of the Earth to worshiped as gods of nature. To the ancient peoples of the Earth, how else could such creatures exist if they were not gods. These monsters were born of lighting and thunder, and wielded the powers of life with ease. Mothra and Battra were held in high regard among the ancients peoples of the Earth, as despite their solitary existence upon Infant Island, the pair would intervene when any monster threatened the Earth. Both were soon praised and many wished to follow the example of these great protectors. This soon led to the warrior clan of the Dark Moth, who followed the teaching of Battra. They were solid in their conviction and merciless to those that threatened the innocent, their methods were as dark as their deity. The warrior clan are often trained from birth to fight against those that would threaten peace, and it was one of their number that would fight the demigod noble from across the stars.
And it was so that Haruo Tezuka picked up the gauntlet to challenge the Mysterian noble, Asur. In truth this was all a ploy by the Dark Moth, as they too had decided the aid their home against the alien threat but upon discovering the truth to the Mysterian attack, wanted the battle to end with as little bloodshed as possible. So when Asur threw down the gauntlet, it was their agents to insure that one of their best would be the one to face the alien. As it was only the training of the Dark Moth that could withstand the martial powers of the Mysterian.
So at the crack of dawn the two champion faced each other; Asur wielded her glaive, while Haruo was given a saber by the Mysterian to insure a fight on equal terms. Both combatants were stripped to the bare minimum needed, and prepared to face each other.
Asur stared on at the human in front of her, the man wore only trousers and boots, and was casually swinging the blade gifted to him. Testing its balance in his hand. Her own glaive thrummed with its ancient power - the weapon had been in her family line for centuries. She looked on at human and despite his slim stature, his abdominal muscles were well defined. He was strong for his kind, Asur could see that much. Brave too, to face her on the field of battle. She had to fight, and to prove her worth to these creatures. They would break under the pressure after she carved their champion to pieces. The Humans claim that they simple wanted peace was a false one; they would burn her people if given the chance.
She would not let them. It was her duty to defend her people, but surely there were others ways for peace. No. She couldn't let herself be blinded by such thoughts, that way led to indecision and death. She had to keep her mind clear and ready for what came next.
"Come warrior," she yelled to the man opposite her. "Let us trade blows like the gods demand it."
"I'll try and go easy on you," came the casual response with an equally casual smile.
Asur gritted her teeth, and with a war cry on her lips charged the man.
And so the bout began.
Alien and man clashed for only a few minutes but in those minutes the whole World watched on in silence. Haruo fought well against the alien; dodging the thrumming glaive and returning blows with his alien saber. As for Asur, she found herself unnerved by the cool calm of the warrior. He did not wilt under her onslaught of blows but rather welcomed the combat. A grin upon his face as he thought against his foe. Asur found herself irritated more and more by this graceful, lithe warrior. Angered by how he seemed to slip around her blows with ease, and angered by his playful cockiness. Unlike all the other forces of Humanity that wilted under her power, this warrior found her engaging and fought with a childish glee.
Asur's anger proved to be her downfall, but who could blame her? The proud noble had suffered to many affronts in her venture to find her people a new home. Earth would not break or bend to the technological might of her people, and now this foolish human was intent on making a mockery of her on the fields of battle. She redoubled her efforts but that ultimately led to her defeat. After a clumsy swing, the glaive was knocked from her hand, and the blade pointed at her throat. Asur demanded death for her loss but Haruo refused to kill her; he simply wanted the Mysterians to surrender peacefully and had no intention of taking the life of their leader.
With that the Mysterians surrender to the UN forces, and a tentative peace formed between the two peoples. As for Haruo, the man disappered without a trace much to the confusion of many. Afetr the incursion many remains of the Moguera units were recovered by G-Force and soon the scraps of the many models were studied in order and reversed engineered, leading to a invention boom. And the G-Force was soon able to create such weapons as the Maser Cannons, an improved Markalite Cannon, and the Super-X. From the ruins of the mining drones the mecha Mogura was made. As for the Mysterians themselves, they tried their best to integrate into society and many even found romantic partners. These relationships soon led to the birth of the Hybrids.
The Mysterian Hybrids,
Born of the union of two worlds, the Mysterian Hybrids were the children of Human and Mysterian relationships. These children were somewhat of a surprise to their parents; as the Mysterians believed that they would not be sexually compatible with Humans and it came at a great surprise and joy that children were being born of such an union. Due to their mixed heritage, the Hybrids display a hardy immunity to many forms of diseases, heightened senses and seem to slow beyond a certain age.
Another oddity to note was that the Hybrids could be split into two categories: the Abnormals and the Psybrids. The Abnormals had incredibly heightened reflexes, and a severe immunity to pain. They also seemed to inherent the martial prowess of their Mysterian forefathers and learned how to fight incredibly easily. Another oddity to note about the Abnormals was their growth; some would grow to average height of a man but others would go beyond that pushing fifteen feet or more. This growth and the natural power that came with it, made the Abnormals dangerous to face upon battle.
In comparison Psybrids had a power over the mind. A knack for telepathy and psychic telekinesis were second nature to the Psybrids. The most powerful of their kind were capable of tearing down building with their willpower alone. As such Psybrids often undergo training to insure that they do not lose themselves to this power, furthermore the use of mind control was made illegal by the G-Force and the UN as the implications of taking away one's will were to grievous to think upon.
And so the Mysterian Incursion on Earth ended, and both races made the planet their home. The Mysterians bartered the secrets of the Earth with their new allies, and this intrigued the organisation MONARCH greatly, while the G-Force attempted to keep records of the mutant children of two worlds, for fear of the new 'Super-Villain' organisations that would weaponize alongside the stolen alien technology. Peace reined on the World again, but in the depths of the Ocean a new King of Monsters was rising. One that was fueled by wrath and rage, and a longing to see the World burned.
The titan slept in the depths, dreaming of the hunt and the tearing of its prey-flocks. It relished the art of killing, to feel your prey torn by your might and claws. Before casting the red meat down a hungry maw. This was joy to the titan, it loved it. The terror and the fear was something that could not be denied in its dark heart. And despite its youth it had already killed many.
Suddenly, something disturbed its dreams of hunting. The surrounding dream turned to fire and the prey burned, the titan burned and warped. Its flesh growing and warping and changing. It felt its might rise as its flesh contorted. And soon its eyes opened to its new reality, that it had changed and warped.
And with a heart full of wrath, the titan bellowed its rage to the depths.
A/N: And so the Mysterians are beaten and Mankind gets a massive boost to its artillery, which shall be very useful in what is coming.
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