The final epic battle!! Next is the Epilogue. Enjoy
Chapter 9 - A Choice
Gigan turned to Godzilla and fired his grappling cables from the sides of his stomach. He pulled Godzilla close, and together they took to the air. They sped across the sky as the two Dogoras were right on their tails. Gigan turned around, unhooked his cables, and spun Godzilla around. Gigan hurled Godzilla into the air, and he skydived at one of the Dogoras. Next, he curled up and spun like Anguirus. The dorsal fins cut through Dogora, and together they fell from the sky. Gigan turned to the other Dogora and fired his grappling cables. The cables sunk into the gigantic gelatinous monster and Gigan pulled it down to join the others.
As they came down from the clouds, Gigan spun the Dogora into a building. Meanwhile, Godzilla was trying his best to fend off the other, which had split into another two. As they looked to each other, Godzilla and Gigan knew this wouldn't be easy. A Dogora latched onto Godzilla's back and began shocking and burning his skin. Gigan fired his laser but to no avail.
Gigan turned his head when he heard what sounded like a generator starting up. There came a bright white beam that shot across the city and hit the Dogora on Godzilla's back. Dogora turned a pale blue, ice forming over his body. In a matter of seconds, Dogora was frozen solid!
Godzilla used his nuclear pulse and Dogora shattered to pieces. He did not reform. Godzilla and Gigan turned to see who the attacker was. Another monster was returning to the battlefield. Moguera II.
"Of course," Shota said. "That would explain the crystal form it took. He used it as a suit to protect himself from the cold."
He turned to Yumi, but she was already on the phone. "Yes, Kazuto? Is Sho there with you?"
"Yes," Kazuto said on the other line. "We know. It seems Dogora has a weak point after all."
"Dogora?"
"No time to explain. All we know is the climate beam was put to good use."
"Well keep it up."
"We will, but we need to recharge. It may take a few minutes before we can fire again. If we don't make this next shot, well..."
"Right. Do what you can."
Yumi hung up, and Kazuto gave the order to fire the sub-zero cannon once more.
Dogora was now threatened by this newcomer made of metal. Three daikaiju closed in on the colossal amoebas. Though they could become many, they were the same. Realizing that the immediate threat was this man-made mecha on wheels, the Dogoras split apart again, then again. There were six in all. Two for each enemy. This monster was determined to win the fight, and wasn't about to let anyone or anything stand in its way. Not the king of the monsters, not his former partner Gigan, nor mankind. He challenged the gods to be greater than the gods, and now was his moment to prove his immortality. His power.
The battle began quickly as Dogoras floated about, dancing in the air. One swooped down to Moguera II and clung to its back, another clung to its front. They burned and shocked the daikaiju, hoping to cause a short-circuit.
Two more came down on Gigan and began strangling him. Afraid he would break them into smaller Dogoras, there was little the cyborg could do. His first instinct was to shake them off, so he took to the sky.
Godzilla was busy with the last two Dogoras. He swiped his tail and fired his ray at them, but they only absorbed his attacks and sent them back. Godzilla was being beaten by his own weapons. Trying something new, he picked up a piece of skyscraper and through it, hitting one of the amoebas and knocking them down. He roared with satisfaction.
Moguera II spun its top half around, trying to shake off the Dogoras. It was about to fire the sub-zero cannon, but if it did, there would be yet another delay before firing again. Godzilla and Moguera II found themselves outnumbered and close to beaten, but Gigan however...
High up in the atmosphere, Gigan soared with the Dogoras. They clung to him tightly, burning and searing his metal frame. As he gained altitude, Gigan sensed a massive drop in temperature. Learning from just moments before, Gigan took in his surroundings and devised a plan. He continued his ascent. The higher he flew to the stars, the more he heard the crackling of the amoeba monsters as they crystallized. His own body was forming ice over it, and unless he switched on his internal heat system his circuits would shutt down from the cold. It was risky, but Gigan was a risk-taker.
He flew up and out of the atmosphere. All was quiet. He spun in a circle rapidly, and managed to shake off the frozen Dogoras, which floated off into space. Gigan opened his orb cannon and fired. The frozen blobs exploded into space dust. Discovering this weakness, Gigan looked back to Earth. The big blue planet looked much smaller from up here. He descended back into the atmosphere at great speed, burning like a comet.
Moguera II was losing power, and had no choice but to fire the sub-zero cannon. As it charged up, Godzilla looked over. He grabbed hold of one of the Dogoras on him, and pulled. Loosening it, he spun it and threw it at Moguera II. The Dogora smashed into the Dogora on the front of the mecha and they fused. The sub-zero cannon was fully charged, and it fired. A bright light blinded Godzilla momentarily, but as it died down he could see the frozen mass of ice stuck to the mecha's chest. Moguera II smashed it with one of its maser arms, and it shattered.
The Dogora stuck to Moguera II's back managed to burn through the metal and into the framework. There were a few sparks, and then the mecha went limp. It had finally been disabled. Dogora let go of Moguera II and floated toward its next victim, Godzilla.
Realizing there was no longer a threat of the sub-zero cannon, the Dogora met with the one fighting Godzilla, and they fused together. This Dogora was just a bit larger than Godzilla. It wrapped all its tentacles around Godzilla and squeezed, bringing the king to his knees. Godzilla looked at the amoeba and roared with anger and frustration. He couldn't lose, but he felt no hope left.
From above, Godzilla's new ally dove fast and shot out its grappling cables. They dug into Dogora and pulled him off Godzilla. Gigan was dragging Dogora across Tokyo city. Godzilla watched as Gigan swung the amoeba about and threw him into a skyscraper - at least one of the last few, having destroyed most of the city already.
Gigan flew over to Godzilla and landed. The two stared at each other. Gigan began speaking to Godzilla, pointing over at where Anguirus had fallen. He then flew over and landed by the lifeless body of his mate. He picked up Shiigan and slowly flew over to the crystal shell that was once Arogod. He gathered that with his grappling cables, then flew back to Godzilla. Holding Shiigan and the remains of Arogod, Gigan said his farewell - in whatever language he spoke. Godzilla understood what Gigan must do. They stared at each other one last time, perhaps their way of thanking one another, and with that Gigan sped off to Dogora.
As Dogora floated above the destruction and up to the clouds, Gigan was flying in fast. Dogora held out his tentacles hungrily. Gigan dove under Dogora and let the tentacles grab him. As Dogora held on, Gigan fired an extra pair of grappling cables out of his back to hold the jelly monster in place. Dogora clung like a parasite and burned into Gigan's back. Gigan felt the pain, and knew that it wouldn't be long before he would end up shutting down like Moguera II. At that moment, holding both his dead mate and his enemy, Gigan came to the realization that this would be his last battle. He accepted that.
Up into the clouds and out of the atmosphere they flew. Higher and higher away from the blue planet. By the time they left Earth's atmosphere Dogora was long frozen from the cold of space. Gigan looked down one last time at Tokyo, wondering what it was like for someone like Godzilla to be so big and live alone on a planet with such small rulers. He turned his head back to space and looked at a bright star, brighter and bigger than any other planet in the solar system. That is where it must end, he thought.
Together, the three monsters flew at incredible speed toward the sun. Gigan looked to the Shiigan, whom he held in his arms. He thought of the love he felt for this creature. She was too small-minded to understand his emotion, but it didn't matter now. He lived with her, he loved her, and he would die with her. They would all die; the monster, the lover, and the monster who lived as a man.
Large though they were, the three daikaiju were insignificantly small compared to the awesome size of the sun. Their bodies burned away as they drew near, but the closer they got the faster Gigan flew. Gigan looked to Shiigan one last time, and his eye went out. All was black. His circuits were killed. She was the last thing he saw. With all his strength he could endure, he hurled himself into the massive star.
A million miles away, standing alone in a demolished city of ruins, the king of the monsters watched the mysterious flying cyborg disappear into space. He didn't witness the actual event, though on the other side of the world everyone who happened to look up at the sun had experienced a slight change in brightness as something made collision. It wasn't enough to distract people, just enough to annoy their eyes.
Godzilla knew Gigan was gone, though Gigan was a strange one. He had never met a daikaiju quite like him. They had both nearly destroyed each other on several accounts, and yet they both fought side by side. Godzilla looked over at the limp body of his poor friend Anguirus. He took the daikaiju in his arms, along with the head, and marched off slowly to the sea. The king of the monsters had lost a friend and a mother, and had been through more than thought possible in one night. He spat in the face of death once again, and gained the experience of knowledge and emotion that most would say a monster like him could never attain. He let out one last roar before heading to sea, saying farewell to Miki and to the world until he was needed again.
On the other side of the country, the workers at GDF were shouting in celebration. They had seen from satellite reception the final end to the 'terrifying trio,' and it would surely hit the papers that time the next day. In a little park in Tokyo however, Shota, Yumi, Kouta, Eric, and Thorne and his gang were gathered around the body of Miki Saegusa. She had given her life for the good of mankind, and had succeeded. She alone brought down an unspeakable terror that fled back under the Earth's crust from whence it came. And, thanks to her, Godzilla was more than a monster.
"Do you think the bugs will return?" Eric asked Thorne as they sat on a bench in the park.
Thorne took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes. "Of course they will. This time tomorrow the military is going to be on a full man- er, 'bug hunt' for those guys. I don't know what comes next, but I do know one thing. You did a damn good job, kid. Harper would've been proud."
Marcus and Fillyp walked up to Thorne and Eric. Eric shook hands with them.
"Eric," Marcus said. "We were all friends of your professor. We would be more than honored if you joined our team."
Eric looked to Thorne. "You mean the one with the big 'G' on it?"
Thorne chuckled. "Have you heard of 'G-Force?'"
"I think so."
Marcus sat down next to Eric. "They disappeared after a general of the Japanese military went mad and took over the Super-X IV. He ordered an attack using secret military weaponry that was illegal-
"Gunhed?"
"Right. Anyway, things didn't end well for the general, and G-Force ended up separating."
"Wait a minute. I thought G-Force was assigned to study and destroy Godzilla."
Marcus smiled. "We're a new kind of G-Force."
Shota and Yumi looked at each other. After a long time of silence, they were able to gather their thoughts. A lot had been on their minds and they both felt they had something important to say.
"Happy new year," Shota said. Yumi smiled. She walked to him and took his hand.
"I don't know where we're going with this," she said.
"Wherever we want."
They didn't kiss, they didn't speak, and they didn't have to. They just held each other, knowing exactly what the other was thinking.
Kouta looked at Eric and his buddies sitting at the bench, then to Shota and Yumi holding tightly and watching the city burn. He let his arms dangle to his side.
"Well," he said, walking off to his apartment. "I could go get a drink. Or..."
Fillyp walked over to Kouta. Kouta waved.
"Want to go get a drink?" Fillyp asked.
"Sure," Kouta said.
"I heard you aspire to do great things with your life. What do you do?"
Kouta shrugged. "I'm a bartender."
He chuckled. "Most people who do great things start out small. If you are ever interested," Fillyp handed Kouta a small business card. "We're always looking to recruit."
For the rest of the night, the band of survivors - who had met by either fate or by chance, your choice - went about their separate ways. Some stayed together, others went happily home, and one was laid to rest the following week.
As a great mind once said, mystery is the true beauty of nature, and the birth of all science and art. It's what makes us unique, makes us human. From the moment we're born, the unanswered questions we constantly seek, are the nightmares that both mystify us, and frighten us. Why are we here? What is our purpose? What does it mean to truly live? Or die? Sometimes the answers come from within ourselves. Realization, forgiveness...acceptance. Even though these mysteries may never be solved, even if we cannot control the forces beyond our reach, even though the paths of life that we travel meet at the same fateful end, one thing is for certain... We do have a choice on how we get there.
The End
And WAIT!!11!1!.... The spoooky foreshadowing Epilogue is also up.