Just as a not for ya Jake first off thansk for reading and reviewing, sorr 'bout that grammar error The Mosu Godzilla is the appearance of Godzilla from the two movies Godzilla vs Mothra and Ghidrah the Three Headed Monster. And bud, Goji is 271 feet in here, because this isn't a movie, this is a fic. My fic, so Goji is how I want him. And just as a not to all who read this, it really doesn't take any place in the timeline of kaiju movies, but it slightly does only applying to the movies before 1962, Godzilla vs. King Kong and down, but Ghidrah the Three Headed Monster is the only acception. So, enjoy this more enjoyable, entertaining chapter and please review!
Chapter 1: Terrible Rodan; Horror of the Skies
Tuesday March 23rd11:46 P.M Sapporo, Japan
It was a fine, fine day in the busy city of Sapporo Japan. Noon-time was nearing, and all the busy workers in the city were getting anxious to take their lunch break. All over employees and even executives labored frantically to get their work done in time so they could get out as early as possibly for a well deserved, refreshing meal. By the time noon did strike, the streets of Sapporo became packed to the inch with motorcycles, trucks, cars, vans, taxis, buses and even trolleys. These people now had to wait even longer to get to the restaurant they wanted to go to, while others like those who took the subway or went by bike got to their destination at perfect timing. One such person was Jun Tanaka, who was currently walking at a good pace down the sidewalk of Momiji (Maple) Ave. towards Ano Taiga Me (The Tiger Eye), a small tavern where he planned to go and eat.
Jun was a young man who was nearly thirty years old. He was well built and in good shape and health. Like nearly all Japanese people, his hair was black. It was short and spiked out in the front. Right now was wearing his normal blue vest with a white undershirt and navy blue pants, the suit he always wore for work as he carried his leather auburn suitcase. Jun worked at the Sapporo Printing Press Inc., the sole large printing business in the whole city. He worked in the offices though, typing out forms, re-copying documents filling out orders taking and making phone calls and of course the usual working with endless files and folders.
As he crossed the last intersection, he made his way back onto the sidewalk, and then over to the entrance of the Ano Taiga Me, where he opened up the door and walked inside. It was a nice small bistro, with a downstairs for the bar and eating and then an upstairs for reserved parties or specially planned dinners. Soft, soothing music was being played by a radio as a few other people either sat at a table or at the bar as they ate and drank. Jun made his way over to the counter, where he sat down one of the tall stools as he set his briefcase down. Within only a few seconds, the bartender walked over to him.
"Good day Jun, what will you be having today?" he asked politely with a slight bow as all Japanese people did.
"Hi, I'll have just a bottle of Spring Leaf and then a platter of the spicy rice and garlic potatoes please" Jun answered. The waiter nodded back, and then quickly opened up the cabinet below the counter by him and pulled out a bottle of the Spring Leaf liquor Jun had asked for. Once he took off the cap, he handed it to Jun, and then went to the kitchens to get Jun's food started. The young man took a slug of his drink, and then smiled from its great taste. He sat there silently for a few moments then, just drinking before the television in the top corner by the bar caught his attention. Some news woman was on, reporting on some sudden incident. Jun watched.
"Hello, I'm Breaking News Reporter Yuriko Takarada here in Tokachi of Hokkaido" the woman began, "only about a half an hour ago, some mysterious flying object soared passed the area at speeds faster than Japan's top air- crafts. According to a nearby air force base, the object was moving at speeds close to mach 2.5, faster than any military plane." The woman then stopped talking for a second, and the camera focused on the land behind her. Fires blazed across some of the forest, and numerous powerful were shattered as they lay in pieces or burned away from flames. The fields were either blazing or smoking from the flames. "As you can see, about five electrical towers have been destroyed. Two of them have been mangled and their broken-off pieces lay for miles across this land, while the other three are being ravaged by the electrical fires created by the destruction. The fires on the fields and forests last for about three miles, and so-far the fire department of the nearby Sakana Village has been able to do little against the blazes with their few fire trucks and supplies of water. Two more departments from the cities of Obihiro and Asahigawa in Kamikawa and Tokachi are still on the way to aid in stopping the fires. Power throughout the north of Tokachi is down for several miles, and all nearby towns and villages are being evacuated in caution of the fires. According to the few bystanders, the object that flew over the area was extremely big, and rather long too, and had a brown tone to it. It created massive winds from its flight, power like that of a hurricane, which ravaged the forests and sent trees flying everywhere as you can see. Sadly that is the only information that has been gathered so far, as the object has been lost from radars across all of Hokkaido. Hopefully the fires will be stopped and more will be found out on the object. This is Yuriko Takarada sending it back to the rest of you on Channel Six News." Jun sat in his chair as he stared at the screen almost afraid. Whatever flew over that part of Tokachi sounded very dangerous, and could be very deadly and able to do mass destruction with such amazing speeds and winds. He gazed at the fires, the obliterated electrical towers, and the wreckage of trees and forests everywhere on those fields. The more frightening thing was that, Jun lived only about seventy-five miles away from North Tokachi...
"Here's your food Jun" the bar-tender suddenly said as he set the plate down in front of him while making break out of his trance. Jun slightly shook his head, and turned to the bar-tender.
"Thank you" he replied with a nod and a smile. The waiter did the same, and then walked off. Jun took a pause then, and thought a little more on the mysterious object. Slowly he grabbed some chop-sticks, and ate a small potato. Once he swallowed it he took a deep breath, and began to think of other things as he continued to eat his lunch and not worry of the flying thing.
As the hours passed and as the sun's rays grew paler, it reached that time where most work would end. Supper time was near, and now rush hour would be made as hundreds of mobile vehicles would be trying their hardest to race through the busy streets to get home in time. Jun though, lucky as usual with transportation, was taking the train out of the city and into the country a couple miles from Sapporo in Ishikari. Jun actually lived at a monastery of monks, believe it or not. His grandfather Masahiro was the head elder at the monastery, and since he lived with him all his life he grew used to living under the religious lifestyle outside his work life.
The train ride wasn't long, but it was always enjoyable for Jun to gaze at the beauty of the countryside as it moved along, even if he did so every day. By about six o'clock the train stopped at the station by the monastery, and Jun got off and quickly made his way over to his room. Upon arriving, he went up to his room, where he changed out of his work clothes and threw on his white robe with light green leaf designs and with the dark green fabric belt. With that, he went down to the shrine of the Shichi Fukujin, or the seven gods of luck in the Japanese religion, language and culture. Inside his the floor was a wood linoleum type, and the walls were stone with a dark white color, while the ceiling was pure wood, but a very dark auburn color. Jun could see his grandfather up ahead, kneeling before seven golden statues of the gods as with his head bowed, his eyes closed and his hands folded. Two jars of incense emitted great amounts of smoke with the scent of river bamboo as Masahiro prayed silently. Jun bowed his head also, and prayed while he waited.
Within a minute or two, Jun's grandfather stood up, and with one final bow to the statues, turned away and walked over to his grandson. As always Masahiro was wearing one of the robes recommended as the garments of the head elder. Today it was a green one, but with yellow Japanese text and a white sash hanging about his neck and dropping over his shoulders. The old man's hair was very grey, like that of smoke, though very long, even in the pony tail he had. His face was full of age and wisdom, and the brown eyes behind his glasses had even more in them.
"Good evening Jun" he greeted with a bow. Jun bowed back.
"Good evening grandfather" the young man replied, "I could smell the incense the second I walked into the monastery. Tell me, why are you praying to the gods of luck today?" It took a second for Masahiro to give a reaction, and once he made one it was a mere sigh. Turning around, he looked at the statues.
"I fear my grandson, of that flying object that destroyed those power-lines in Tokachi" the old man began, "I have no doubts that it is some living thing, a very deadly living things that has the potential to cause mass destruction across this land. The place were all the damage is is only about seventy-five or so miles away. If that thing were to come here, we could be killed. That is why I am asking blessings from the Shichi Fukujin this evening- to stay safe from that thing..." A silence fell across the room, and Jun seemed to be a bit glummer from the explanation his grandfather just gave him.
"Well then, will we leave the monastery or anything?" Jun inquired. This time his grandfather reacted quickly, this time by shaking his head.
"Nonsense. We are monks, holy men of religious obligation to worship to the gods. We shall not run away to escape some beast. It'll be wrong of us to do so. And if it does come by, we will stay here and continue our jobs to praise the gods and wish for peace..." Masahiro elucidated. Jun slightly gulped at what he heard. He now seemed a bit afraid of the fact that he could truly die. But even as a business man, his second, and just as important role was a fellow monk of the Ishikari Monastery. He would stay under any circumstance.
A couple hours later, as the sun began to slip away into the horizon, the monks of the monastery were praying in several shrines for safety and luck. The sky was a mix of blue, purple and orange now as dusk and twilight faded away and as slowly nightfall crept upon Hokkaido. The air was getting colder now, and cold winds blew across the land. They were oddly strong though, ones you might find during a storm. This was quite unusual, as normally the winds were very calm at night when no signs of a storm was around or even on its way.
As this continued a few of the monks were outside in the courtyards offering praises by statues in the gardens. No matter how hard they tried to completely focus on their worship, the strong winds distracted them, and at some points made them lose their balance, some even fell down. Within minutes they had stopped, and went up on the parapets and looked out over the horizon to see why the winds might be so powerful. Jun and Masahiro soon emerged from the building, and followed the other monks onto the wall tops.
"What on earth is going on? Those winds are as loud as ever, you can hear them inside!" Masahiro exclaimed. Jun stared out in the distance, even against the wild winds, as everyone else held on and made sure they were secure enough not to fall.
"I don't know grandfather...but I certainly...wait...what in the word is that?" the young man questioned out loud. Instantly everyone looked out and focused more, and soon they all could see a huge, brown object in the sky, flying at amazing speeds. It was that thing that destroyed the power lines earlier in the day, and what was creating the terrible winds. Masahiro could feel it inside his body. The thing began to descend, and a couple miles away landed in within the train station. Huge gusts of wind blew forth from the station, sending dust, trees and grass flying everywhere, even a few rails and rail-cars soared away. It looked like a giant pterodactyl almost, though with a horned crest at the top of its head, and much bigger beak. It unleashed a loud cry of fury, and sent chills down the spines of all the monks. Masahiro's eyes widened as his face became stricken with horror.
"It's Rodan!" he screamed, and then all hysteria erupted amongst the monks. The Rodan began to tear apart the train through, slowly moving on its talon as he devastated everything in its path. As it tread, the rail-cars beneath it were crushed to nothing by its huge talons, and all the electric poles and rail tracks were torn apart by its massive weight. With another cry, it bent down and grabbed an entire line of cars within its beak. Thrashing around for a second, it then spat it out, and the entire line smashed into a building. It continued on, now coming upon the buildings and control towers of the station. With a mighty squawk, it sent its wing at a tower, and as it connected smashed the top to pieces. Slamming its body into a larger building then, the structure broke apart, and the Rodan walked right into it and by more buildings. It pecked at another tower with its beak, creating a large hole in it. It pecked again, and once more to deliver graet gashes in it. The wrecked tower collapsed then, creating a large cloud of smoke and debris. It moved on, breaking apart more buildings as it just walked right through them. As it broke through another long, large edifice, it came to a cluster of tracks and railcars. It sent its one wing at a taller control tower, one of similar structure to the Tokyo Tower, and sent it smashing on the ground. It picked up another within its beak, and crushed it just by applying a little force. It spat it out though, and it fell right onto more trains, reducing them to debris. Before it was a large bridge, one that went right over the rail-car depot, and with a squawk shattered it with a single swipe of its talon. It unleashed another loud cry of fury, and began to beat its wings together in a slower motion. Gigantic gusts of wind were created from them, sending rail cars flying off the tracks, power-lines crashing and more towers and smaller structure reeling. It began to hover in the air then, and within a few seconds squawked, and took off into the air. As it flew away into the sky as amazing speeds, it let out one final, long cry of ferocity.
All the monks on the parapets stood in awe of its great speed and power as it leveled the train station, but then were forced to hold on and struggle for their lives against the intense winds from the Rodan's flight. Hard as some tried, they flew off from the wall tops, and smashed onto the ground. Dust, debris, and shrubberies flew everywhere, and through all the wind and dust Masahiro winced and squinted by watched as the in the distance as the monster flew away.
"It's back...one of the Rodans has returned..." he said in a barely audible tone.
The next day, on Monster Island, Godzilla, Gorosaurus and the Mothra Larva all seemed to be playing together, or more like playfully-fighting with each other. Mothra had now grown quiet a bit, and didn't seem any longer like just a child kaiju, but an older one. This fighting was like their training almost, and for someway to pass the time and be entertained. It was much more fun than sleeping...
Godzilla kicked a pile of rocks and sent a bunch of them flying at Gorosaurus. Many of them struck the large theropod, and it roared once the barrage stopped. Swinging around, he smacked a bunch of boulders by him and sent them soaring right back at Godzilla. While he tried to defend himself from them, his efforts were in vain, as he got blasted by the wave of rocks. He roared back at Gorosaurus, and began to charge at him. The theropod did the same, and within seconds the two slammed into each other. They then began to scuffle and grapple away, as they both roared and thrashed around to win the struggle. Godzilla then began to swipe away at Gorosaurus's face with his claws, and several times he connected, making the huge dinosaur wince. But as one swipe got too close, Gorosaurus clamped his jaws onto Godzilla's hand and bit down. The King of the Monsters roared in pain, and instantly stopped his flurry of slashes. Quickly Gorosaurus stopped, and gave a fierce head butt to Godzilla. Godzilla roared again, and staggered a bit from the hit. Gorosaurus roared in a taunting matter, and tried to attack again. But this time Godzilla saw it coming, and spinning around smacked Gorosaurus in the head with his tail. The theropod roared in anger, and was knocked flat by the hit. Gorosaurus flailed around as he roared in anger and as Godzilla taunted him and roared in success.
Meanwhile though, atop one of the smaller cliffs, Mothra sat shrieking out in fury almost. It opened up its mouth, and began to spray out a string of webbing. Within the air it spread out, and began to fall on Godzilla and Gorosaurus. Instantly the two turned their attention away from their scuffle, and began to thrash around to escape the webbing. Mothra continued to spray it out, and by the seconds Godzilla and Gorosaurus were getting covered even more by it. They roared and tried to escape it, but by the time it was on them the attempts were in vain, not even slashing it away would help. As they became even more disorientated, Godzilla kicked a bunch of rocks at Mothra a few of them managed to hit her, making her stop the webbing attack. Godzilla took advantage of this, and then picked up a tree and threw it like a lance at Mothra. It struck it right in the face, and cried out from the hit. Gorosaurus soon made it to his feet, and even with the webbing on him, roared in fury and kicked his own rock at Mothra. Again it hit her in the face, and with another cry brought the end of her body closer to her face, slightly curling up. Godzilla then picked up another rock, and threw it as Gorosaurus kicked his own rock at it. Mothra though, in a rather amazing display, knocked back both rocks at the two kaiju by smacking one with her head and the other with the end of her tail. Both were sent flying back at Godzilla and Gorosaurus, hitting them both as they roared in anger.
With that Mothra began to move at a rather quick speed at Gorosaurus merely by the hundreds of legs on the bottom of her body. As the theropod kaiju finally got his composure back after getting hit in the face with the rock, Mothra rushed at his legs, and rammed one of them. In an instant Gorosaurus fell forward, and crashed on the ground as he roared even more. Mothra shrieked back at him in fury, and slammed the end of her body on Gorosaurus like a tail. The dinosaur-like kaiju roared in anger, and Mothra slammed her body on him again, and again, and one more time. Soon though, Gorosaurus lashed out with his tail as he got up to his feet, and sent Mothra rolling away from the hit. Godzilla roared, and as Mothra came at him kicked it away. The larva rolled for a few more seconds from the hit, but soon stopped and regain its composure as it raised its body up and shrieked at Godzilla and Gorosaurus. The two kaiju roared themselves, and with a second all the three kaiju did was roar, like they were having a conversation. Within a few moments them, they all seemed to nod at each other, and then turned away and began to move off. Mothra began to crawl over to a large pit a while away, Godzilla headed towards a large lake, while Gorosaurus went into the jungles.
A little while later, as Gorosaurus continued tread on through the trees of the jungles, he roared and roared and roared. Huge trees and shrubberies shattered and collapsed from, his weight and power, and snapped into pieces half the time. Dust was hovering and floating up all over from the trample, and leaves and smaller pieces of wood flew up into the sky. Through all of this though, Gorosaurus began to sense something. He could sense something, not a bad feeling or anything, but a living thing. Stopping his advancement through the jungle, he began to sniff the air, and made low groans and growls as he looked all around him. He could then hear something far away, and above him. Looking up to sky, he could see a very small brown thing flying in the air at an amazing speed. He squinted to get a better look, but even then he couldn't see what it was. He cocked his head in bemusement, but then roared as he began to move on faster through the jungle after the brown object to see what it was.