Three years later…
Michiru walked through the halls of Saotome's laboratory holding a baby in her arms. The baby had the same black, almost green, hair as her. Michiru pushed open a door and before her sat her friends gathered in a bedroom.
Ryoma, dressed in jeans, a black tank top, and a denim jacket, sat on the bed lifting a large fifty pound weight. He had almost doubled in size from muscle alone, no longer a slender teen but a muscular man. Hayato wore a black suit and his long hair was now tied back in a ponytail. He looked almost the same, but now his face lacked any of the fat it once had and was slenderer, almost uncomfortably so. Musashi was almost the same, now bound to a wheelchair but the same. He even still had the happy and go lucky attitude. Sitting in a chair across from Musashi however, was a newcomer.
Musashi's replacement, Benkei. The young man had dark skin and a squarish head, with hair shaved close to his head and bushy eyebrows. He was dressed in a baseball uniform, the bat even resting against the chair he sat in. He was fat, almost the same size as Musashi, but unlike the other boy he was also muscular.
Musashi looked up at Michiru and smiled. "So, is this the kid I've heard so much about?" He asked, causing the other members of the Getter team to look at Michiru.
"Yep! This is Genki, my sist…" at this last word Michiru froze, visibly distraught. After several seconds, she whispered "Please don't tell dad."
"What is it? Are you okay?" Hayato asked, stepping towards Michiru.
"No, I'm fine." Michiru said, recomposing herself. "It's just… Dad wants her to be raised as a boy. He said the world is a harsh place for girls, and after the backlash I faced when it was announced I would pilot Getter Robo G…he didn't want her to ever have to go through with that." Michiru explained.
"Your secret's safe with us." Hayato said.
"Yeah, it's a secret I'd take to my grave." Benkei added.
Ryoma stood up and walked towards Michiru, putting the weight down on the ground beneath him. "Can I hold her?" he asked.
"Yeah, of course!" Michiru chimed, gently placing Genki into Ryoma's arms.
Ryoma stared down into the infant's eyes, which stared back up into his. He didn't have kids, and would never want them in the first place but… he loved this child. This was his best friend's sister, and he loved her more than anything he had known. He would lay his life down for this child, no matter the cost, he realized. This was something he would do one day. And as if to confirm this, alarms blared through the laboratory.
"Stay here, I'll check it out!" Ryoma declared, handing Genki back to Michiru.
Ryoma quickly picked up the weight to use as a weapon and stepped out the door, closing it behind him. Ryoma looked down the hall to try and figure out which way he should go, and at the end of it walked a bloody scientist. His left arm had been torn off below the elbow, and it appeared something had bitten into his neck.
"Help…me," he moaned.
Ryoma extended his hand to help, shocked at the site, when the scientist's skin suddenly turned grey. A horn sprouted from his skull in a matter of seconds, and his body twitched and jiggled, as though he was having a seizure. "What the hell?" Ryoma muttered. "Oni?"
The oni looked back at him, no longer seizing up. It let out a low growl, then pounced at Ryoma. Unfortunately for it, Ryoma had a lot of experience killing things. He quickly struck the weight forward, hitting the Oni over the head and sending it to the ground before it could reach him. Ryoma raised the weight back up into the air, and smashed it down into the oni's skull, splattering blood and brain tissue against the ground.
Ryoma ran down the hall in the direction the scientist had come from, intent on seeing what had caused this zombie like outbreak. Ryoma turned a corner, and stared down at a hall filled with three, four-foot-tall oni, feasting on the flesh of dead scientists. Ryoma eyed a fire axe to his left, and quickly smashed the safety glass with the weight. The oni grew aware of the new victim, and rose to attack him. Ryoma quickly through the weight at the closest Oni, sending it flying against the wall. Ryoma pulled the axe up, and brought himself into a battle stance.
"So, whose first?" Ryoma asked, prompting both oni to charge at him.
Ryoma dodged back as the first oni slashed at him with razor claws, and then quickly brought the axe down into its skull. The net one jumped onto the axe, and stabbed him in the chest with its claws. Ryoma yelled in pain, then headbutted the oni, knocking it down, then slammed the axe into its head like the first. The third oni had recovered and was scuttling towards Ryoma with a limp, and he threw the axe at it, slicing its head off.
Ryoma shrugged his minor wounds off and stepped forward to reclaim his axe. Behind him, the corpses of the scientists began to seize up. Ryoma turned around just in time as one of the corpses stood up, two horns grown from its head. The oni stepped forward, and Ryoma hit it in the belly with the axe, spilling intestines onto the ground. Ryoma ripped the axe out, and took a step back, the grin he held on his face fading as the wound healed, slicing the intestines off and presumably regenerated the organ as well.
The oni struck forward, and Ryoma ducked as claws cut off a piece of his spiky hair. Ryoma sliced the axe forward, cutting the oni's left leg off. Ryoma stepped to the side as it fell, and quickly sliced the oni's head, already aware that the monster held the same rules as a zombie. Ryoma spun around, to face the two fresh oni before him. Ryoma through the axe forward, hitting the first oni in the skull, cleaving its single horn in half, and jumped onto its shoulders to reclaim the axe.
Ryoma hit the ground rolling, knocking the next oni over with his momentum. Ryoma quickly recovered and pulled himself to his feet, then spun around to face the oni also rising back up. Ryoma slammed the axe down into the back of the oni's skull, and ripped it out right after pulling brain matter out with the blade.
"All Getter pilots, get to the designated hanger immediately! Unidentified mechanical enemy spotted one mile away, and closing!" command's voice informed Ryoma over the loudspeaker.
Twelve minutes later…
The hanger now had thirteen rows of Getter jets, coming in the colors red, white, yellow, blue, and pink, and in various orders. Getter pilots hurried to their planes, waiting for the rest of their team to arrive. Somehow Ryoma knew, most of them would not. He climbed onto the elevator leading to his plane, and after two minutes he had risen safely to Eagle. Ryoma climbed into the cockpit and began to flip the startup switches.
As soon as the Getter activated, Benkei's face popped up. "Ryoma, let me handle this one!" he requested with a smile.
"Shoot for it, Benkei." Ryoma said, with his signature grin.
Hayato's face popped up next to Benkei's and he said: "Be careful. We don't know anything about our enemy yet. For all we know, it could be a dragon."
The planes fired up and launched out of the hanger, flying out towards the threat. It certainly wasn't a dragon, instead it looked like a giant mechanical oni, whose lower half was a Morningstar. Its right arm was a massive scythe, reflecting sunlight off it as if to mock those who looked up at it. Benkei took the lead, and the plane came together to form Getter-3.
"Hate to ruin your parade, but how exactly are you gonna kill a flying monster?" Ryoma asked, as the Getter fell to the ground.
"Eh, I'll wing it." Benkei replied.
Getter-3's arms shot out, wrapping around the waist of the monster. It pulled its scythe back to slice off the Getter's arms, but it was cut off by the Getter's arms tightening, causing it to roar in pain. Benkei fired the Getter's missiles, which quickly found their target and exploded on the head of the monster. As the smoke cleared, almost all the monster's upper body was gone.
Benkei released, dropping the body forty feet, and said "Man, that was a lot easier than I thought it would be."
In Saotome's head office, an assistant pressed a file in front of Saotome. "A day ago, an excavation at lake Biwa revealed a pile of skulls, all possessing horns like those of the monsters we encountered today. As far as the science team could tell, they were all real. Most of them also possessed slashes across the skulls. We think this may be where the enemy originated from." The assistant informed.
"Very well. Send Getter Robo G, and Getter Robo 1 as a security detail to the lake, along with a science team to investigate the skulls, and anything else they may find. Send them now. I want Getter-1 there within the hour." Saotome ordered.
"Yes, sir!" the assistant saluted, and quickly walked out the door.
Saotome leaned back in his chair and said to himself: "Why the hell does this kind of stuff keep happening to me?" then, after a long pause he said "I hope Michiru doesn't encounter one of those monters."