The God of Destruction comes to Remnant

An: Sorry about the wait guys! Been in a slump and it was kicking my butt, but I'm back! Hoping to stay here this time.

BUT before I get to the story, I really want to address a situation in reviews:

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Sorry about that guys. But that needed to be addressed. Anyways, I hope you like this new chapter. Lord knows I don't. See…Weiss's arc was always going to be the most difficult one for me because of Weiss's personality and demeanor concerning Faunus before the end of Vol. 1. But it has to be done, and I have some good friends to help me out with it, one of which is my go-to guy for all things Godzilla related.

So without further ado, here's the chapter!


Chapter XV- Snow Princess meets Daikaiju


Vacuuo, docks

Mistral had little information for him.

Same with Vacuuo.

However, Gojira sort of expected it. According to what he learned from the CCT, Mistral and Vacuuo were behind Vale and Atlas in terms of advanced technology. And since Atlas led this world in technological advances, logic dictated he head there first.

However…

"What do you mean the boat's been delayed?!" the King of Monsters growled at the unfortunate ticket clerk in front of him.

The girl shivered in fright. "I-I'm s-sorry s-sir, b-but the W-White Fang has r-raided a Dust warehouse n-near the docks where t-the boat would have docked," she explained shakily. "A-As a result, A-Atlas has asked a-all inbound vessels t-to hold off f-for several hours." Gojira growled louder.

"Damn parasites! The lot of them!" he snarled in irritation, throwing his arms up. He attempted to take a calming breath as he forced his anger back. He growl-sighed. "Very well," he said a little calmer. "I shall…endeavor to wait a little while longer." He turned and walked away from the girl.

"S-I'm very sorry sir!" the clerk called out, and Gojira just waved a hand dismissively. He frowned in annoyance as he walked down the pier. As he continued on, he gained a contemplative look on his face as he picked up the pace.

"E-Excuse me, sir, b-but what are doing?!" the girl asked, alarmed at how he was heading for the end of the docks.

He looked back to her. "Going for a swim," he replied. And to the shock of the clerk, he simply jumped off the dock and vanished. As soon as he hit the water, he propelled himself forward and shot towards deeper waters.

He figured if he was to wait, it would be more profitable to simply swim to Atlas. That way, he could also avoid more humans and simply arrive unnoticed. The thought was comforting.

As he cleared the continental shelf, he noticed a giant shadow coming towards him. He narrowed his eyes and saw a giant shark-like creature with black skin and white bone armor swimming towards him, its red eyes glowing in the darkness. Gojira grinned slightly.

"Grimm even out here?" he mused, scratching his gills. "Well, let's see if you're worth the trouble of fighting."

The shark Grimm closed in on him fast, its maw open wide to reveal several rows of razor sharp teeth.


Back at the pier

The ticket clerk was shocked and confused. That Faunus just had a sudden mood swing and decided to 'go for a swim'? She just sighed and rubbed her face. She was too tired for this. The White Fang's interference in Atlas was delaying travels and extending her time at work. She hated her job sometimes.

"Excuse me, miss?" called out a voice, startling the girl as she turned around abruptly in time to Mosura staring at her. She stared astonished at the girl before her. "But have you seen a Faunus around here with orange eyes and a long tail? Two shoulder spikes?"

The clerk shook herself of her haze. "O-Oh, yes! He was just here!" she said hastily. "H-He said he was going for a swim!" Mosura groaned quietly.

"Shoot," she complained silently. "Now that he's in the water, he's likely long gone…again!"

The clerk was confused, but didn't try and interrupt her. "Um…ma'am?" she tried as Mosura's mutterings died down. "What are you talking about?" Mosura looked to her and smiled slightly.

"My apologies," she said with a bow. "I am talking to myself. Excuse me." Mosura turned away from the pier and began walking. As she neared the end of the pier, Leo, Minya, and Jr were waiting patiently. After finding them in rags, Mosura had found a clothing store and was able to get them more acceptable clothes. Leo now wore a white yukata with a black obi and flat sandals. Minya and Jr wore dark jeans and shirts.

"Did you find Dad?" Minya asked, always the more talkative of Gojira's sons. Mosura shook her head sadly, making the Kaiju Faunus sag, upset.

"He apparently decided to go for a swim," she told them. "He was obviously planning on taking a boat somewhere but decided he couldn't wait on them. At least, that's what I believe, anyways."

"Dad was taking a boat?" Jr asked with a raised eyebrow. He was currently leaning up against one of the posts of the dock with his arms crossed. "He hates things made by humans."

"I think Mother has explained to us that this world seems to be changing him," Leo said from his place next to Minya.

"So where would he go?" Minya asked, trying to think of where his father may have been heading.

"Mistral," Mosura said smiling. "That tournament thing is taking place there soon, and that Yang girl is rumored to be attending. Goji-kun never could turn down a good challenge."


9 hours later, near the shores of Solitas

Gojira shivered as he left the freezing waters and walked onto the abandoned shores of Atlas. Despite being slightly impressed with some of the sea-faring Grimm he encountered, upon closing in on the continent of Solitas he noticed the climate shift. The water became frigid. The air became cool. He cursed himself for believing the edges of the continent would be warmer than the interior of the island.

And if the waters were already cooler where he was at…

Then it probably felt like the artic further inland.

"Why did I forget I hate the cold?" he growled as he trudged across the sand of the beach. He blinked for a moment before growl-sighing. "Oh wait. Never mind. Dammit."

He shivered more as he ventured further into the woods and came to the base of a rather large oak. It had been partially uprooted, making a just large enough niche for someone to crawl under. He sighed tiredly. Having swam at top speed and using atomic energy to accelerate, along with all the fights he had against Grimm, had drained him more than he was willing to admit. He cursed his human body again.

"Dammit, I'm beat," he mumbled and sighed. He slipped into the niche and curled up as much as he could, bringing his legs close to his chest and closed his eyes.


Hours later

Specialist Winter Schnee sighed tiredly as she stood and surveyed the detachment of Atleasian soldiers prepping their training scenario.

Normally, she would not be here supervising such a menial task, but General Ironwood had asked her to oversee this. He told her it would be good training for her, so she didn't question him. Well, not too much at least.

However, she was not used to dealing with her fellow soldiers, as most only wanted to be near her for status as a member of the Schnee family. She had hoped to escape that curse by joining the military, but there were so few who would look past her family's name to see just her.

Luckily, it seemed the members of this detachment, the 107th Regiment, otherwise known as "The Raging Titans," couldn't have cared less about her status. Of course, she found out rather quickly most had a huge grudge against the Schnee Dust Company for some reason or another (her father's work, no doubt). While she wasn't fond of the group, she did at least like them for not trying to sing her praises because of her father or her family's company.

The 107th Regiment, according to General Ironwood, had once been the crowning achievement of the Atleasian military. The best of the best. However, due to piss poor handling, bureaucratic legislation, and an unbelievable stroke of bad luck had left them a shell of their former selves. They were considered a joke nowadays. The misfits of the Atleasian military. But General Ironwood was attempting to restore them to their former glory.

Hence her presence here.

"Specialist Schnee, we are ready to proceed," the commanding officer of the regiment, Jack Bluegill, said, saluting her. Winter ceased her musings and nodded to him.

"Very well, Commander Bluegill" she intoned blankly. "You may proceed when you are ready." Jack nodded and began barking orders as Winter sighed again and began to move to her place.

As she passed by the soldiers, one called out to the others from inside the tree line: "Specialist Schnee! Commander Bluegill! I've got a civilian over here!" Instantly, Winter and Jack turned towards the soldier's location and began hurrying that direction. Winter arrived first and saw a Faunus, maybe the same age as her younger sister, curled up under the partially uprooted tree. She frowned.

"Wait here," she ordered the soldier and carefully made her way under the tree, trying hard not to slide down. She reached the Faunus and gently began to shake him. "Sir?" she asked softly. "Sir? Are you well?" She began to shake him harder, when something smacked her on the back of her head, making her cry out in shock as she was sent flying out of the hole.

"Specialist Schnee!" the soldier shouted, only to be kneed in the face.

Gojira didn't appreciate being woken up, so as consciousness began to return to him, he lashed out with his tail at the worm next to him, sending it flying. His eyes snapped open, and he sailed out of the niche and slammed his knee into the other worm's face. The man (a soldier, Gojira realized, judging by the man's clothing) grunted as he sailed away from the awakened Kaiju Faunus. Gojira just grunted and began to walk away until he heard more soldiers come his way. He growled.

"They never learn," he snarled. Deciding to try something different, he raced towards the group and as he reached the tree line, he jumped high. Twisting, his channeled his atomic energy into his spikes, making them glow a bright blue as several bright blue beams shot from his spikes, hitting the ground in random places and causing several small explosions. The group of soldiers cried out in surprise as they're equipment was destroyed and they were all sent flying from the explosions.

Gojira landed and noticed most of the group was on the ground, attempting to recover. The thought of finishing them off came to mind, but he, reluctantly, figured that since they seemed to be part of a military, he now had a limited amount of time left to conduct his research home. So while they were disoriented, he made a quick exit, frowning as he felt his shirt was now only held on his frame by his shoulders. He growl-sighed.

"Note to self: Remember shooting atomic energy from all of my spikes will destroy any clothing above them," he muttered in annoyance as he walked off.


With Winter

Winter groaned as she attempted to stand. Whatever had hit her had done a very effective job of disorienting her. She pushed herself up with shaky arms, trying to comprehend what happened to her.

"Specialist Schnee!" one of the soldiers shouted, coming to her aid. He rested his hands on her shoulders and asked, "Are you ok?!"

"Y-Yes," she grunted. She pushed herself back to her feet and dusted herself off. She turned to the soldier and asked, "Where's the Faunus?"

"Gone, ma'am," he answered curtly. He looked pretty nervous and said, "He…left a going away present."

Winter raised an eyebrow at that, but the soldier just motioned her to follow him. She did, and they walked towards the makeshift base. With some shock, she noticed she was knocked a pretty good piece away from it. The Faunus sure had some strength to him.

When they arrived at the site, Winter couldn't contain the gasp at the sight of the decimated site, and all the injured soldiers. She rushed to the scene and demanded, "What the hell happened?! Did that Faunus do this?!"

"Far as we can tell," the soldier confirmed. "Our men say he jumped and, apparently, shot lasers from his back." Winter looked incredulous at that.

"'Lasers?'" she questioned in disbelief.

"We think they might still be in shock," the soldier admitted.

Jack chose that moment to arrive. "I tried tracking him, but he's already too far gone," he muttered angrily. "On the plus side, we know he's heading for Mantel, so once our men are well rested and taken care of, we can move out at once."

Winter nodded, her face set like stone. "Agreed. The training exercise is useless now, and we have an unknown hostile heading towards a civilian population," she said. "While I believe we need to stop him immediately, the men are in no shape right now to pursue." Straightening up, she addressed the group: "Men! Rest up and tend to those who are wounded! Those who are well enough to move, begin cleaning up the area! Once we're all able to move, we will be heading to Mantel at once!" The men let out a half-hearted 'Ma'am, yes ma'am!" before going about their duties.

Winter simply turned a glare towards Mantel, hoping that the Faunus didn't cause any trouble before they arrived.


Mantel; three hours later

"Hey, little lady," a rather ugly looking goon spoke. "What's a pretty little thing like you doing here?" he asked through rotted teeth.

The girl, a young lady with short orange hair, green eyes and freckles, simply blinked in confusion. "I'm looking for my father," she explained blankly. "We got separated. Why do you ask?"

"'Cuz I'm your papa now, sweetie," the goon said with a cackle. The girl simply looked at him in bemusement.

"I'm afraid you are mistaken…" she began speaking, but was interrupted.

"Out of my way, insects!" a snarling growl resounded out, and suddenly, the goon was thrown into the wall, cracking it badly. Penny Polendina blinked again as she saw a Faunus begin to walk out of an alleyway and go in a random direction. Penny attempted to follow, but soon she was surrounded by Atleasian soldiers.

"Miss Polendina, your father is worried about you," one said. "Please come this way."

"But-" she tried to protest, wishing to thank whoever the Faunus was, but the soldiers pulled her away.

Gojira, meanwhile, hugged himself tightly. "Dammit, this place is…freezing!" he growled, just barely keeping a shiver out of his tone. While he walked, he tried to warm himself up with his nuclear energy, but it was difficult to keep it within his body without subconsciously discharging it.

He already had an encounter with this kingdom's military already; he didn't want another.

He repressed a shiver before he walked by a shop and noticed a familiar symbol on the window. He stopped and examined it. Wasn't that…the same symbol on Juniper's shop back in Vale? Shrugging, he entered the shop, causing the bell on the door to jingle. He sighed contently as the heat seeped into his being.

"Welcome to Magnolia's! How may I help you today?!" a vaguely familiar tone called out from his side. His ears twitched.

"Juniper?" he asked. He turned to see a woman in a dark green coat with a fur collar and dark grey sweater and pants, with boots cladding her feet. He narrowed his eyes at her as he took in her appearance, noting that she gave off a more…mature air than he had seen with Juniper. Also, she looked older than Juniper. Not by much, but it was noticeable.

The woman smirked playfully at him, furthering his thought that this wasn't Juniper. "Ah, so you met my dearest baby sister in Vale, eh?" she asked with a chuckle. "Sorry, but I'm not her. I'm Rowan; her eldest sister." Gojira grunted.

"I see," he grumbled. "I take it you also own a clothing store?" he asked her, planning on getting to the point. Rowan laughed.

"That I do!" she confirmed. "My sisters and I run this fine chain of clothing stores! One store for each Kingdom right now, but the four of us are confident we'll get it off the ground some day!" She placed her hands on her hips and asked, "So, am I correct in assuming you need my assistance?" Gojira nodded.

"I need a sturdy coat," he said bluntly, after having to remember the term he needed. "Nothing I have on my person is suited for the climate here."

"Why is that?" she asked.

The Kaiju growled lowly. "I was under an assumption the edges of the continent weren't as bad as the mainland would have been," he grumbled. Rowan laughed joyfully.

"You took off here without much of a plan, didn't you?" she guessed, getting Gojira to look at her in surprised. "Oh, I'm quite observant, my dear. I trained as a Huntress at Atlas Academy, but was forced to leave when my parents died, and I had to care for my sisters," she explained. Gojira's growl was all the explanation she needed. She giggled jubilantly.

"How cute," she teased, smirking at his narrowed eyes. "Anyway, I think I have something in stock that will suit your needs." She bent forwards slightly, and examined him through narrowed eyes. "I see my sister's done a good job with your look so far, but let's see if I can improve on it." She straightened up and asked, "Would you like your symbol on the jacket as well?" Gojira look at her in confusion.

"Huh?" he asked. Rowan shook her head.

"Your symbol. It's how people recognize you," she explained passionately. "How could my sister forget the most basic lesson I taught her?! A huntsman's symbol is the single most important part of their wardrobe!" She began ranting incoherently, making Gojira look at her in confusion.

"What is she going on about?" he asked himself, but couldn't help but think on what she had said.

A symbol to have people recognize him? Truthfully, he didn't care about it, but he supposed that if he did have such a symbol, perhaps more powerful foes would see it and seek him out. The thought was pleasing, if only for a moment. However, it begged the question…

'What the hell should be my 'symbol?'' he thought. The concept was completely foreign to him that it boggled his mind. He looked to the fuming Rowan and a column near him. Silently coming to a decision, he slammed his palm into the pillar, making an impression of his hand in the stone as spider web cracks surrounded it. Rowan stopped her rant and stare at him in confusion. Gojira didn't acknowledge her until he took his claws and racked through the middle of his imprint to make five diagonal cuts running the length of it.

Gojira turned to her and nodded. "There," he said simply. "That shall be my symbol." Rowan looked at him, then to his newly made symbol.

"Did you have to deface my shop to show me, though?" she asked. Gojira snorted.

"You asked for a symbol. I gave you one," he answered. "Now will it suffice?" She huffed and crossed her arms.

"I'll admit: your symbol here, while simplistic, does suit you," she admitted. "However, I feel it's missing a key…something." She frowned a bit at the end of her sentence. Gojira raised an eyebrow before looking back at his symbol. Upon further scrutiny, he found himself chuckling.

'How ironic,' he thought as Rowan raised an eyebrow at him.

"What's up?" she asked. Gojira just turned a grin her way, making her feel uneasy.

"Use the cracks around the symbol as well," he explained. Rowan frowned and examined his symbol. Peculiarly, the cracks around his symbol formed a unique looking trefoil; three semicircular globes, two off to the lower sides and the other resting above it. Rowan frowned again as she stared between the symbol, and the one who made it. She hummed.

"You seem to think it has some significance," she observed. Turning to him, she asked, "What's the meaning behind it, if I may ask?" Gojira paused for a moment, wondering just how much he should tell her.

"Let's just say it represents something from my past," he said finally. "It's a symbol meaning extreme danger." Rowan accepted the answer and straightened up.

"Ok then!" she exclaimed, clapping her hands. "I think I can work with that! Any specific colors for your symbol?"

"No."

"Then wait here. I'll have your coat ready in a few minutes. I've got to alter the coat a bit for your spikes and tail, but it won't be too much trouble. I can even fix your bracer and shoulder pad if you'd like." Gojira blinked at her before looking at his armor. The silver and red metal was dinged and cut pretty substantially, and Gojira had to hum in appreciation.

"No thanks," he said. Rowan smirked.

"Thought not. You have the air of a true huntsman. Allowing your armor pieces have their scars to show you fought and won," Rowan said. Gojira just grunted. She smiled at him.

"Anyways, one coat and symbol coming right up!" she said exuberantly.


Three minutes later

Gojira walked out of Rowan's store with his new jacket draped over his shoulders. The article of clothing was a long black hooded trench coat with a belt around the waist. The trench coat was split at the end to form coattails for his tail could be unrestrained by the massive coat, and specialized slits allowed his spikes to slip freely through the material without ripping them. His new symbol was fully colored on the back of his jacket; a silver hand with red claws and red cuts through it, with the spider web crack trefoil was a dull yellow, centered perfectly in-between his shoulder spikes.

It made an impressive sight, the symbol did. Rowan asked if she wanted the symbol on anything else, he thought about it and told her on his shoulder pad. The eldest Magnolia was all too pleased to do so.

"Come again, Mr. Gojira!" Rowan called out from the door of her shop. Gojira grunted as he continued on down the street, musing on what his next course of action should be.

'Let's see, I could try and find information,' he thought before he passed a Dust shop. He frowned. 'Or…' he mused. 'I could refill on Dust. After getting here, I don't have any stored up.'


Coal family Dust shop

Seventeen year old Weiss Schnee hummed in thought as she entered the rather antique looking store. The heiress of the Schnee Dust Company looked around and noticed with some interest that the Dust on display was top quality. Of course, it had nothing on her family's Dust products, but she could admit that the quality shown in this shop was of a higher caliber.

"Welcome!" the owner of the store, a one Nathaniel Coal, called from the counter. "How may I help you today?" Weiss sniffed in importance and walked up to him.

"Good day, sir, I'm Weiss Schnee," she introduced herself in a formal tone. "I'm here on behalf of my father, who wished for you to have this." She handed him an envelope, which he took with a forlorn look on his face.

"Ah, I see," he said, giving her a small smile. "Forgive me, Miss Schnee, but I was given to believe his secretary would have been delivering this." Weiss simply nodded to him.

"My father's secretary recently had family problems arise, and since I was going to be in town today to retrieve my uniforms to Beacon, he asked me to deliver this to you," she explained. Nathaniel nodded.

"Oh. I understand. So you're going to attend Beacon, Miss Schnee? Very prestigious," he praised. Weiss preened at that.

"Why thank you," she said with a smile. Nathaniel just chuckled lightly.

"Just hold up here a moment, Miss Schnee," he said. "I'll have what your father wished for in a jiffy." He took off to the back, but was halted by the bell of his shop ringing again. He looked up to see a tall Faunus walk in. He smiled.

"Welcome, sir! How may I help you today?" he asked, making Weiss turn as well to see the newcomer. She scowled when she recognized him to be a Faunus, thanks to his slitted eyes and elongated nails. Not to mention his tail.

The newcomer grunted. "I need Dust," he said. Nathaniel nodded to him.

"Any specific kind?" he asked. "Powder? Crystal? Bullets?" The Faunus scanned the merchandise with his bright orange eyes.

"Powder and crystal," he said promptly.

"And color?"

"I have no preference."

"How much?"

The Faunus placed several Lien cards on the counter. "However much this can give me," he said simply. Nathaniel counted the Lien and gawked.

"A-Are you sure, sir?" he asked. The Faunus glared at him.

"If I wasn't, I wouldn't have handed you the money," he said with a slight growl. Nathaniel shook his head quickly.

"O-Of course, sir," he said. "One moment, please, and I'll have your order ready," The Faunus grunted again, while Nathaniel nodded and went into the back.

Weiss just scoffed. While she understood the man having to appease his customers, even if they were Faunus, did he have to make her wait too? She was already behind schedule as it was!

Sadly, though, it appeared she had to wait. She leaned against the counter as she examined the Faunus standing stationary next to her. He was taller than her own father and sister, with spikey greyish black hair and orange eyes. A long black trench coat covered his other clothes, but she could plainly see his shoulder spikes and tail, which waved absentmindedly behind him. She then focused on the symbol on his shoulder pad: a silver hand with red claws and claw marks cutting through it, on a yellow symbol that looked like a circle with three parts missing.

She glared at him, wary of his presence. Most Faunus didn't have a high opinion of her family's company, after all. Still, he hadn't even so much as acknowledged her presence yet, so she suppose she could ignore him as well, not wanting to deal with him.

Meanwhile, Gojira was simply stood silently as he critiqued his surroundings. The Dust in the shop was rather small, and held minimal items that weren't concerned with Dust. He growl-sighed as he began analyze the other occupant of the room. She was shorter than him with snow white hair tied back on the side of her head. She wore all white and blue, making him think of snow again. He caught the train of thought and frowned deeply.

'The sooner I return to my Kaiju form, the better,' he thought with a growl. This human body was becoming more bothersome than it needed to be.

Soon Nathaniel returned with Gojira's order and an envelope. "Here you go, sir," he said. "One order of Dust ready to ship out." He placed the cases of Dust in front of Gojira and turned to Weiss. "And this, Miss Schnee, if for your father. Please…make sure he gets it." Weiss nodded to him.

"I will," she said, taking the envelope. Gojira grunted his acceptance and grabbed his cases. The bell sounded again, causing the three to turn to the door. Nathaniel smiled.

"Welcome to my-" His greeting died when he caught sight of just who entered his store.

Members of the White Fang.

The leader pulled out a pistol and aimed it at Nathaniel. "Dust Crystals," he said abruptly. "Your best right now, or I smear your brains across the wall." Nathaniel raised his hands in the air.

"Easy now, friend," he said calmly. "You can have whatever you want. I don't want any trouble."

"Smart little human," the leader mocked. "Now get what I want, but be very careful about it; I've got a itchy trigger finger."

"Stop right there, rapscallion!" Weiss growled, holding Myrtenaster at one of the grunts. The grunt growled at her before noticing just who she was.

"Hey, Boss! Lookie here!" the grunt sneered. "A fucking Schnee!" The other members looked to where she was holding up the grunt. The leader smirked.

"Oh what fun!" he said giddily. "Looks like we hit pay dirt boys! Nab her! If that fails, well, one less Schnee will do this world good!" Weiss growled at them.

"You'll find it will be a lot harder than you think!" she shouted as she prepared herself for a fight. However, she then noticed something that had her shocked.

The orange eyed Faunus was leaving!

She wasn't the only one to notice either. "Hey you!" the leader shouted, making Gojira turn to him and glare fiercely. "You're not staying for the show?" Gojira scoffed.

"Why? Weak bugs like you aren't worth my attention," he explained. "Out of everyone in this building, you insects are the weakest of us." One grunt didn't like the condescension Gojira was using.

"And you'd let the Schnee bitch go?" the leader asked in a deceptive calm voice. "Even after all the pain her father's company has caused our race?!" Weiss growled at the Faunus, but didn't move yet. Again, Gojira simply scoffed.

"There you bugs go again, claiming I'm part of your race," he growled. "Like I told the last few fools apart of your pathetic group, MY race is of a much higher level than you." The grunts became enraged at that.

"You're going to regret that, buddy!" one grunt growled.

"Hey, look at what he's carrying?!" another shouted.

"Dust cases! Wonder how much he's got in there?!"

"Teach him a lesson and take his Dust!" the leader ordered.

Gojira snarled as he slammed one of his cases into a grunts head, sending him flying through the wall. "Dumbass idiots!" he growled, and slammed his hands into the cases, shocking everyone. He absorbed all the Dust in them and pulled out the crystals, watching them slowly disintegrate in his hands. He crushed them, and absorbed the remaining pieces as he charged the shell shocked leader.

The Monster King placed a well-timed left hook on the leader's cheek, sending him off his feet and flying out the door. The others tried to aid their leader, but Gojira was already on them. A tail swipe later, and one goon flew through the window while his partner met Gojira's shoulder and was sent flying into a display case, destroying it. A thug to his right tried to shoot him, but Gojira began channeling his atomic energy, making his spikes glow blue. He jabbed his tail in the direction of the idiot, and a bright blue beam struck the gun and destroyed it, as well as sent the goon flying into the wall.

The last two hesitated, but soon found themselves eating dirt as the Kaiju Faunus slammed his tail into the two's sternums and into the wall, destroying it. Gojira let out a mocking huff.

"Like I said," he said, "pathetic." He moved to walk out of the store.

A lite growl caught his attention. "JUST WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!" came a rather loud shout from Weiss, making him wince at her volume.

'Damn. And I thought Biollante was loud,' he thought in pain. He turned to her and saw her face was slightly red, whether or not it was from anger or something else Gojira didn't know. Nathaniel, however, looked at him in slight awe at the trouncing the Kaiju had just delivered to the White Fang platoon.

Suddenly, sirens were heard, and Gojira groaned. 'Not again.'


An: Damn, that was a tough chapter to write. Hopefully I did a half way decent job and the others will be better. Till next time!