Well I was immensely pleased with the last chapter, so here's the fifth one. With this chapter, we have now reached the halfway mark in this story.

Godzilla is © Toho

NEW AUTHORITY

Near Mt. Aso

The black chopper, with the white letters 'U.N.X.C.C.' emblazoned on its side, descended through the air with whirring rotor blades, slowing before it reached the ground, its landing gear bowing briefly as the blades slowed to a stop.

"They're seriously putting them in charge?" Miyuki asked.

"Because that worked out so well last time," Kazama noted sarcastically.

"This isn't my call," Gordon answered, "Take it up with the UN if anybody.

A tall, slender figure, clad in a black office suit, departed from the chopper. He looked to be in his early 40's, but around the sides his hair was already turning grey. His featured were harsh and cold, and his eyes were a faded blue.

"Colonel Gordon," He nodded as he walked forward.

Gordon nodded, gesturing to each of his associates in turn:

"This is Captain Sinichi Osaki, Doctors Miyuki Otanashi and Takuya Omori, Sergeant Kazama, and special agent Akane Yashiro. And you?"

"General Katagiri," The man introduced himself, "United Nations Xenomorph Countermeasures Centre."

"Yeah, well we've got this," Kazama answered, prompting a muted 'here we go' from Osaki. "No offence, but if I were you, I wouldn't get too ahead of myself after the way you guys dropped the ball with Godzilla."

"Yes," Katagiri answered dryly, looking past Kazama at the rows of crumbling piles of wreckage, dotted with plumes of smoke, that had once been a village, "I can see that you've been doing much better."

Katagiri stepped towards the base camp, the group following as he continued.

"Do you know why the creature attacked the village?"

"No," Takuya answered.

"Do you know where it is right now?"

"We think it's in the volcano, but we're not sure."

"Do you know where it came from?"

"We have a theory."

"I asked if you knew where it came from."

"No, we don't."

"Has any action been taken against the creature?"

"No."

Katagiri stopped, turning towards her.

"Yes, you've been doing a spectacular job, haven't you?" He said derisively. "Does anyone at least have a plan? Or has there been no point to you being here whatsoever?"

"We're planning," Miyuki answered, "To find a way of drawing this creature out, then capturing it."

"Not anymore, you're not." Katagiri answered, "The last two attempts to capture one of these creatures alive have been total failures. As of right now, this is a search-and-destroy mission."

"General," Osaki spoke up, "According to what we've seen, conventional weapons aren't going to harm this thing."

"Which is why we'll be using unconventional weapons," Katagiri answered, "D-100 series missiles, newly developed. They pack enough firepower to wipe this whole place off the map."

"Bigger guns," Akane sighed, rolling her eyes, "Men."

"General, I don't think that's going to work," Miyuki warned.

"Oh, really? You've managed to do a thorough scientific analysis of the pterosaur, have you?"

"Well… no…"

"I thought not. We'll commence a bombing run as soon as possible. We'll locate the pteranodon…"

"We're calling it Rodan," Kazama piped up.

"…And destroy it immediately," Katagiri continued as if he hadn't spoken. "From here on in, the UNXCC has control of this operation."

"Nevertheless," Gordon, who like the others had taken an instant dislike to Katagiri, "I suggest we call one more person in."

"And who, pray tell, would that be?"

"The one person who could understand how these creatures think," Gordon answered.

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2 hours later

"This," Katagiri asked, "Is your expert?"

"Nice to meet you too," Miki replied icily. "And you'd be?"

"General Katagiri," Katagiri answered, "United Nations…"

"He's the head of the UNXCC," Kazama surmised.

"As in, the people who tried to capture Godzilla?" Miki asked.

"Yes," Katagiri answered, "Rather successfully, had it not been for a small miscalculation," He added with a degree of self-satisfaction.

Miki narrowed her eyes and turned to Osaki.

"I am not helping him," She stated flatly.

"Miki, we don't have much choice," Osaki pointed out, "We don't know how much damage Rodan could do."

"I came up with the name," Kazama said proudly.

"We just think you might be able to figure out what's brought this thing out," Miyuki continued. "That's all."

Miki looked down for a second, took a deep breath, and said:

"I'll try."

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G-Force, now including Miki, stood outside the base camp in a small circle.

"You sure about this, boss?" Kazama asked.

"I just think it's best if we don't do this in sight of Katagiri," Osaki answered, "I don't trust him."

"Good call," Takuya admitted.

Miki closed her eyes and, as she'd practiced, tuned out everything but her thoughts. As it had been lately, there was that new presence in her mind, the link tugging at the edge of her senses, but this time, she ignored it, instead reaching out with her own consciousness.

There it was. Wild, untamed and new. Sheer instinct, like Godzilla but with none of the familiarity or affection.

She focused on it, reaching out to it with her consciousness.

Then, she was submerged in a tidal wave of feeling, memory and emotion. There was darkness, endless darkness for as long as it could remember.

Then everything shook, walls of rock on all sides lit up by searing light, liquid heat flooding into every corner of her mind. She winced at the pain, her hands on her head, doubling over.

"What's happening to her?" Akane asked.

"She's OK," Osaki said, helping to support the telepath.

The heat continued, the awesome force throwing her upwards, and then…

Light. Freedom. The sky, the clouds, the sun and everything else.

But the land… it was different now. All these new scents, these new tastes in the air.

And there were these little things, scurrying about in tiny nests as if this place were their own.

Then, it was pure instinct and emotion. It wanted the little things gone. This place belonged to it, not to them. They had simply come and staked a claim to what was not theirs. This was its territory, how dare they intrude? And if it would not leave, then it would make them, either drive them away or kill them all…

With the usual sudden rush, she was back in the room, her hair swirling around her shoulders for a second.

"Relax," Osaki told her, "How did it go?"

"Just like Godzilla," Miki whispered, "Just like Anguirus, they're all so…"

"So what?" Takuya asked.

"Primal," Miki answered, "Natural. Pure. Their way of thinking, it's so much clearer, purer…"

"Did you find anything out?" Akane asked.

"It wants us gone," Miki answered, "All of the little things…"

"Humans," Osaki realised. "It must have attacked on a territorial basis, just like Anguirus."

"So it doesn't want anybody near the volcano," Takuya pointed out, "But we can't just leave it here."

"You're right," Osaki answered, "There's way too much of a threat to air traffic, ships, tourists…"

"People are gonna be dumb enough to go monster-spotting?" Kazama asked.

"You'd be surprised," Miyuki answered.

"Then it is dangerous," Akane cut in, "So what to we do about it?"

"The problem at the minute is what Katagiri's going to do," Osaki answered, "Aircraft being called in to attack Rodan in the volcano; if it sees them as intruders, and I'm betting it will… Katagiri's more than likely sending those pilots to their deaths."

OK, I'll stop there for now as my cold is making me feel like something that's come out the back end of a camel. On a lighter note, I've got an eBay auction underway for some Godzilla movies- can you say 'collection complete'?