OK, sorry for not updating the last few days. I started up a new fic, but I really wasn't satisfied with it so… here we are. Chapter 10, and to celebrate hitting double figures, the welcome return of the big green dude we all know and love. Have fun, and don't forget to R&R, aye?

Godzilla is © Toho. The Gryphon is © TriStar. The idea for the Husks is © TriStar. The name for the Husks is © Me.

KANSAS CITY

USMCF HQ

"Take a look," Jack pointed towards the screen, showing the small object that moved steadily across in a straight line, "This was taken a couple of days ago by our opposite number in England. See, it moves in a straight line, then before it's even close enough for Earth's gravity to take effect…" As he pointed, the object changed its direction. "It turned. And a few minutes later, it lands in Kansas City… which, of course, leads to nonsense like we've been seeing."

"The thing is, it all makes sense," Tina explained, "Even if it doesn't sound possible, it explains everything. My dream, those things, Godzilla coming here…"

"…You throwing me across a room with your brain…"

"Yeah. But it actually makes sense. This thing wiped out the dinosaurs, and Godzilla's a dinosaur. So maybe because of that, he wants to kill the Gryphon, or maybe it's just a territorial thing…"

"He's coming for this Gryphon thing," Jack realised, "And he doesn't care who or what gets in his way. And if that's true… Plaqueze and your Mom are about to send their men, armed to the teeth, to try and kill the wrong mutant."

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"The upgrades to the NT-20 Units were successful," Plaqueze nodded, "Just one of them, and it's mounted with D-3 warheads. Plus we've got plenty of extra firepower to back it up. One way or another, the lizard dies."

"Good," Jill replied coldly, "Give the order to fire as soon as he's above ground."

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Kansas City

Choppers, tanks, MRLS launchers and personnel carriers rolled through the streets of Kansas City, backed by a single vehicle that dwarfed all of them, the huge metal compartment on top of it opening with a mechanical 'whir' to reveal the shining mass of the artificial diamond mirror within. Soldiers armed with STINGER launchers and bazookas poured out as the choppers formed a hanging line above the rows of machinery below.

Miles away, at the USMCF Headquarters in New York, Jill, Miki and Plaqueze watched with grim, concerned faces.

The seconds ticked by slowly, just as they had done in San Francisco.

The ground shook, jerking suddenly, as a crack formed in the middle of the wide street. The crack splintered outwards, a spider web pattern spreading out as the Earth was torn away beneath. Finally, it bulged, a huge mound of Earth rising up as though a hill was growing out of the ground, chunks of concrete and solid rock falling to the ground as the enormous shape rose up.

The last of the Earth fell away, a low growl escaping Godzilla's throat as he stood to his full height, his eyes turned down to regard the creatures below.

Just as had been planned, the NT-20 unit rolled forward, the mirror turning upwards as, from the side, soldiers flipped switches on massive floodlights, shining them directly towards the huge mirror. The light reflected dazzlingly, shining straight up into Godzilla's eyes. Godzilla gave an angry hiss, attempting to turn his head out of the path of the blinding light.

"This plan better work, Carlhan," Plaqueze stated coldly.

"It will," Miki reassured him, "We just need to provoke him into using the breath."

From each side of the NT-20 unit emerged a pair of launchers, boosters flaring to life as two D-3 missiles shot from each side, shooting up into the air, blasting straight into Godzilla's neck as the metallic clamps activated immediately. The drills whirred to life as Godzilla gave an angry snarl. He remembered these annoying things.

Godzilla rose a hand to swat away the bothersome things, but as soon as his claw reached them, they exploded in huge clouds of fire and smoke, Godzilla giving an enraged snarl. Clearly these little things had not learned their lesson before.

Before the cloud even parted, the wave of blue light shot through Godzilla, through his body and eyes in a second, and surged out of his mouth as a surge of fire; a brief burst, more of a fireball as it shot forward, straight into the mirror atop the NT-20.

Everyone held their breath as the sparks danced across the surface. Godzilla turned his head to the side in puzzlement.

Then, the burst of energy shot back out of the mirror, clearing the distance to Godzilla in a second to strike him in the face with all the awesome force it started with. It burst into an explosion of blue flame and dark-black smoke, Godzilla staggering sideways from both the force of the blast, and the unexpectedness of the strike. Godzilla's mammoth form slammed into the side of a building, the structure giving way instantly as Godzilla fell into it debris raining into the street as Godzilla ended with most of his upper body inside the structure.

"Fire!"

A wave of missiles shot forward, colliding with the burned side of Godzilla's face and each exploding in huge fireballs, entirely consuming the building as Godzilla howled his fury.

The endless succession of strikes finally ceased, a wall of flame and smoke shrouding Godzilla and the damaged building. A low growl sounded from the other side, as Godzilla voiced his disdain. He had been taken unawares by a creature weaker than him. He had underestimated his enemy.

He would not make that mistake again.

The smoke was forced to the side as Godzilla charged forward with a thunderous roar, swinging his head to one side to bite clean through the nearest chopper, the machine bursting into flames as he thundered to a stop before the NT-20, leaned down, pulled back his head and, with a monstrous snarl, snapped his jaws forward into the vehicle, razor-sharp teeth smashing through the steel hull as the NT-20 was lifted from the ground. Another wave of energy shot up Godzilla's spinal plates before the surge of fire shot from his mouth, blasting clear through the machine in his jaws, the NT-20 exploding in a ball of fire.

"That ain't good," Plaqueze noted, his eyes wide with dread.

Even as a wave of missiles and gunfire blasted forth, Godzilla stampeded forward, his foot slamming into the middle of the mass of metal as he spun round, his tail swinging through the grouping of machines and sending them flying to the side. Swinging his head round again, he bit into one of the choppers as it flew up away from him, smashing it to pieces in his teeth.

Pulling one arm back, Godzilla lashed out, his claws slicing through steel and Earth as the remaining vehicles were tossed away like coins through the air, crashing onto the ground and each other with the splintering noise of grating metal, some of them exploding in bursts of flame.

Then Godzilla stood, among pits of fire and columns of smoke.

Pulling back his head, he let loose another roar of triumph. Victory was his once again.

And now, nothing would keep him from his foe.

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USMCF HQ

"Shit…" Was all Jill could manage to say.

"What the hell now?" Plaqueze demanded of the room full of officers and technicians, "Well?"

"How the hell is he surviving all this?" Mike whispered quietly to himself.

"Major," One of the technicians called to Jill, "We have the Pentagon on the line. They're demanding to take charge of the operation."

"What?" Jill snapped.

"They're saying 'total assignment failure'." The technician listened to a further message, "They're taking command of the situation, according to them, 'by any means necessary'."

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"You think he's in Kansas City yet?" Tina asked as she and Jack bolted down the hallway.

"How do I know?" Jack answered, "You're the psychic. Apparently. Besides, they're not exactly gonna believe us."

Tina suddenly stopped, a red-hot pain flaring up in her head as she staggered, leaning against the wall for support.

"Tina?" Jack asked, "You OK?"

"Headache," Tina managed, before feeling the heat of the pendant against her chest, "No… something's wrong…"

In a flash of light, she saw Jack and the corridor disappear from her sight, replaced with a view of a darkened landscape, the crater in front of her and, in the middle, the tip of the meteorite.

With a great rustling of wings, a mass of dark shapes suddenly descended, flying past and over each other, all swooping down to the meteor with deafening screeches.

The Husks were gathering.

Then, something shook her shoulder, and she was back in the corridor, leaned against the wall and gasping for breath.

"What was that?" Jack asked urgently, "Tina?"

Tina inhaled deeply, feeling her hands shaking as she lifted the pendant, still feeling it glowing hot in her hands as her eyes filled with fear.

"It's too late," She whispered fearfully, "It's here. The Gryphon's awake!"

You heard her, folks! Next Chapter: Meet the Gryphon!

Oh and by the way, since I feel this story's gone pretty alright so far (hope I didn't just jinx it), I've got an idea for a sequel. It's based on the idea of the upcoming game Godzilla Unleashed, with the slight difference that it'll feature all-new Kaiju I've come up with, as well as the two titular stars of this fic returning. Should I go for it? In any case, I'll finish this one first.

All Reviews Welcome!