You Helped Me, I'll Help You
If you were a giant monster and somehow you got turned into a human while also getting sent to another universe, what would you do? Panic? Go crazy? Go in a rampage? Well, for Godzilla, it was neither. What he did was... nothing, really. Other than wandering aimlessly in a forest filled with monsters.
He had been trying to understand everything that happened to him, which was making his head ache each moment he tries to make sense of it. He decided to stay calm and find some answers later when or if he gets more information about it because, for Godzilla, getting too confused leads to getting angry and getting angry leads to catastrophe. As he wandered through the forest, going uphill and downhill, he came to an abrupt stop.
He began to sense something under him. Something he felt was essential. And if it's essential, that means his senses will tell him to do, get, or find the said essential. And so they did. Godzilla began clawing/digging under him, wondering what would make his senses react like this. He dug half a feet into the ground, dirt and soil sticking on his hands, until he felt a smooth, wood-like surface. He stopped digging and started pulling out something. It was instantly pulled out by Godzilla's huge strength. He began to inspect what it was. It was covered in both dirt and insects, which got stroked off by Godzilla.
He took another inspection on it and found it was some sort of box. A thin and tall box. It was 5 feet in height and 3 feet in length. It had some sort of lock on it, with the keyhole looking like the shape of a circle. He shook it and heard a metallic sound.
'Another question to the somewhat infinite amount of questions I have for this world.' he thought. He saw some sort of strap on it and he proceeded to wear it (Don't know how he knew to do that. Just roll with it). He decided to continue his venture while bringing along the box because... reasons (Seriously though, he does not know what could be essential with that box). After a good amount of time wandering, he saw a field of mountains in front of him. He was beginning to feel tired of this but he continued nonetheless. He continued to go straight and by straight I meant straight over a mountain. Not a very smart choice.
A few minutes later ( Afternoon )
Godzilla had finally reached the top of the mountain. A little bit of sweat was visible on his brow. He slowly gazed at his surroundings. He could see the lush forests on the orange horizon, the rich waters in the river; and he could feel the breeze of unpolluted air. For a human, they would seem like blurs with that huge distance, but for Godzilla, it was as clear as day. He felt at rest by the long-forgotten feeling of pure nature. His tiredness seemed to vanish in each second of his musing. It was not for long, though. As he turned his head to the left, he saw a structure at the edge of a cliff. It had two rings of colonnades bisected by one of the structure's avenues. It had many towers but what stood out the most was the tallest one. It gave off a big, yellow light. He saw a few number of figures walking around the structure's grounds. He could see different colored clothing and different... wait a minute! Did he just see a figure with tall ears?! He looked around the grounds a bit more and found more figures with animal parts.
Godzilla just shook his head, though that sight got him thinking a bit. Those figures had animal parts just like he only has his tail and gills. 'Are those figures normal in this world?' he thought. He figured it was since he saw a fair amount of them on those grounds. After that, he turned his head to his right. And his eyes were wide open. Far away he saw lots of lights of different sizes and color. Which meant it was a human settlement! Which means he was right between human territory! Normally, Godzilla wouldn't care about (literally and metaphorically) going through human structures and settlements since the world was basically his territory but right now he was in another world and is the size of a human. And if Godzilla was taught anything, it was to never intrude in one's territory unless you want to fight them and he had no intention of fighting them yet.
Godzilla doesn't know what he was and wasn't capable of in this form and he knew that if he were to go in others' territories, he will be judged by the inhabitants. He did not want to take that chance and probably get attacked; he didn't have the time for it. Although, he thought that if he was accepted by them, he would may be able to get some answers. He scoffed at the thought, presuming that that will never happen.
He began to move, planning to walk down the steep mountain. Unfortunately, that didn't go very well for him. As he was going down the mountain, he accidentally tripped on some stone and shouted as he began tumbling down. The box fell off him and tumbled as well. He was tumbling, rolling, you guys get the picture. He couldn't stop himself. As he was rolling, he could see that he was getting close to the cliff side. Dangerously close. If he doesn't stop himself, he might get a very painful fall. Miraculously, he got an idea. Not a very good idea but an idea that just might work. He protracted his claws and stuck them on the mountainside. It made screeching sounds like the ones that are made when sharpening metal. It was able to slow him down before he landed and bounced on the ground. He continued rolling for a few moments and then stopped.
He groaned from the pain and the dizziness. If he had eaten anything before, he would have vomited it out right now. He shook his head and tried to regain his composure. He placed a hand on his head but withdrew it as he felt a strong heat on his claw. He looked at them and they were smoking a bit. But what surprised Godzilla was that they weren't damaged, let alone scratched!
'That seems to be very good.' he stated. He smiled knowing that he wasn't completely defenseless. He turned around to start walking but immediately regretted that decision.
He realized that he was at the very edge of the cliff. He struggled to stop himself from falling but was able to step back. He sighed and began to do something he hasn't done in ages. He laughed. He laughed that he didn't fall. When he finally felt fully relieved, he stood up straight and faced back at the mountainside. A moment later he saw the box tumbling as well and it stopped right a his feet. He picked up the box and examined it and was surprised that it barely had any scratches. He wore the strap again and then proceeded to walk again. But before he could take a step, a fly came out of nowhere and hovered at Godzilla's face. The fly then flew a few inches near his face and he did the dumbest thing he could ever do. He stepped back. Once he realized what he did, he tried to run forward, but it was too late. He fell of the cliff and hit his head at one of the stones, knocking him unconscious. He then made a splash in the river. The box then lifted him out of the water, acting as a life jacket. He began drifting towards the west side of the river, with a few of his gills opened to breathe the water.
A few hours later ( between 8-10 p.m. )
The city/kingdom of Vale. The home of one of the most prestigious academies in all of Remnant. Some say it's the most safest place in the world. Others think of it as a good vacation spot. Everyone else see it as another kingdom. While this is still true, the events of the last months have started to stir up trouble. The people have become more cautious, Dust prices have been increased, and stores have started to close early. Well, most of them, at least.
Two stores have dared to continue its businesses with late closing hours. One was a Dust shop named 'Dust Till Dawn', owned by an old shopkeep ( A/N: Who I sincerely think is the wizard of Remnant or at least someone important. Lel ). The other was a bookshop named 'Tukson's Book Trade'. Which, as the title says, is owned by a faunus named Tukson. He wore a short-sleeved beige shirt with black accents and a zipper on it, pulled down to a point below his collarbone. Beneath this, he wore a white undershirt. His hair was cleanly cut, and he had noticeable sideburns, along with hairy, muscular arms.
He was sitting in his chair behind his desk. He was humming a tune with his eyes close. He wondered if there would still be someone this late who'd want some books.
'Well, there was that girl that buys books from me at hours like these.' he thought.
He shrugged and continued his humming. Suddenly, the chimes on his door sounded, meaning someone entered. Tukson instantly stood up to greet the person.
"Welcome to Tukson's Book Trade! Home to every-" his sentence was cut short by a man holding a red sword at his neck. His eyes widened. He looked around an saw not one person, but multiple.
A few moments later, the door opened and Tukson was pushed out and fell on the floor. He group began to exit as well. Tukson tried to get back up but got stomped on by one of them. The force was strong enough to scratch Tukson's head. He started bleeding.
"What do you want from from me?" he asked them.
"It's not what we want. It's what our boss wants." One guy said.
"And what does your boss want?"
"He wants you dead!" one of them shouted.
"Well, if that's what he wants, then its not going to be easy for you." Tukson stated.
The goons started to laugh at the man. "And why is that, bub?" one guy asked, chilling a little.
Without a warning, Tukson protracted his claws and dug them deep on the leg of the guy who was standing on him. The guy screamed in pain and fell off him. The goons were surprised and they readied their swords
"Kill him!" Tukson wasted no time. He quickly got up and started running away. He ran away very far, almost near the docks. He tried to go in twists and turns to confuse them. He spotted a dark alley. Tukson looked around quickly and saw no one. He then ran into the alley and his behind some boxes. He breathed heavily for a moment. Then he heard footsteps. He tried to stay calm and stay still.
"Damn it! Where is he?!" someone said.
"Look around! He's got to be here somewhere." They started to leave. Tukson sighed in relief. He pressed his hand on one of the boxes. Unfortunately, the box fell and out of it came some glass bottles which broke on impact. The sound they made was loud. Loud enough to be heard by someone.
"Hey guys! I heard something. Over here!" That wasn't good. Tukson immediately ran for it. He was about to exit the alley until a sword slashed him in the chest. The cut was small but Tukson still yelped in pain. Someone else then punched him in the stomach, which made him cough up a bit of blood. He weakly fell to the floor with a faint thud.
"Well, well. Looks like we win, faunus!" one of them hissed.
They raised their swords, ready to give the final blow.
"Die!"
Before they could bring down their swords, they were hit by a huge block of wood flying at them. They fell down to the floor, clenching their damaged parts.
"What the heck?!" they said.
In front of them was a person who was dripping water. He wore a samurai's armor ( no helmet ). There were spikes on his arm pieces and a red symbol on the torso. He had a huge reptilian tail with spikes on them as well. He had slits on his neck. He stood there while breathing heavily. They were a bit terrified by how intimidating he looked but what instilled the most of the fear was his eyes. They were orange in color with a bit of yellow. They looked like the eyes of an ancient. One of them was able to muster up the courage to say something.
"Who the heck are you?'' No response.
"Do you know who you're talking to? Were the henchmen of Roman Torchwick!" This gave the goons a bit more morale.
"Yeah!" One of them said. "And if you know what's good for you, you better not play hero and-" Before he could finish, the person ran at him and punched him hard. And sent him flying multiple blocks away! The others saw this and readied their weapons.
"Come one, kid. Try to take us down!" one of them shouted. The remaining two then rushed at him. The one ahead then slashed at the person.
"Take this, kid!" The sword slashed the armor and guess what happened. It did nothing and the sword broke in half. The two stopped. The person then growled at them menacingly, which draped the two in fear.
The attacker gulped. "I'm sorry?" he squealed.
The person then smacked the attacker with his tail and crushed him at the side of the wall. A sound of bones breaking and stones cracking was heard when that happened. He guy then slid to the floor. The remaining guy was shaking in fear... and did something that would anger any kaiju.
"Forget this! I'm out of here!" The man started running away, screaming.
The person did not take this very well. He growled and anger. He began to take a deep breath and his hair and the spikes on his tail began glowing. He straightened up and opened his mouth. And out came a blue beam going very fast. The guy running took a look back and saw it speeding towards him.
"HOLY OUM!" he shouted as he got blasted and burned by the beam, propelling him forward as well.
The person closed his mouth to stop his assault. The guy was now steaming; his clothes were burned; and he fell unconscious. A smirk was formed on the person's face as he took a deep breath and let out a roar unlike any other.
SSKKREEEEOOOOOOOOOOOONGGKKK
Tukson was shocked and wide eyed through the entire fight. The roar was so loud that he had to cover his ears. He slowly stood up and gazed at his supposed savior.
He was hesitant at first but he got over it. "Hey. Thanks for helping me kid. I would have been dead if you hadn't showed up."
The mysterious person just looked at him confusedly. This made Tukson wonder a bit. He looked like he didn't know a thing that he said.
"What's wrong, kid?" he asked. The person just stood there like a statue.
Tukson realized that he wasn't getting through to him. It's like he didn't even know what words are. He suddenly heard a deep growl. With his faunus senses, he was able to locate the origin of the sound. It was the stomach of the person.
"Looks like your a bit hungry. Aren't yah, kid?" He chuckled.
"Tell you what. How about I bring you with me and we can have a good dinner." he said.
It may not have been a good idea. Bringing someone you just met to your home. But with a look at the person's eyes, he could see no ill intent. He offered his still-clawed hand to him.
"Come on, kid. Its the least I can do."
Godzilla just stared at the man in front of him. He looked like one of this humans with animal parts. He saw the man stretch his hand towards him. He tensed a bit, thinking he was gonna attack. The man then opened and moved his mouth again, making sounds.
'He must be trying to communicate with me.' he thought. He had no idea what he was saying, yet the thing the man did gave him a warm and welcome feeling.
He began to stretch out his own clawed hand towards the man's. The man smiled at this.
"So you can understand me, at least a bit." He then took the other's hand and shook it lightly. He stopped and released the hand.
"Come on. Follow me. I'll get you something to eat." he said as he motioned the stranger to follow him.
He followed Tukson, begrudgingly. While he was not fond of doing what others told him without knowing what he should look out for, he sensed that the man was neutral and wanted to help him.
And so, under the broken moon, the road of answers and knowledge was brought out for the Kaiju King.
But while the path for guidance has been opened, so did the path of rising darkness.
In another setting in the world, two size-degraded people were roaming the land of the Grimm. Ponds and puddles of clear yet muddy liquids all around the ground while huge crystals seem to protrude out of cliffs, hills, and caves. This land was like something out of a nightmare and that's not even counting the many forms of Grimm all around the areas. To the average man, this would have made him turn and run for his survival. But to these two, it seemed to instill no fear in them.
While the majority of Grimm was basically minding their own business, some growled at the two while some tried to provoke them. All those antagonizing them were either sliced, diced, electrocuted to death, or flung away.
"What weak specimens they are. Not even powerful enough to scratch us." said the King of Terror himself, Ghidorah.
"I agree. I have analyzed them and found no major qualities that can do any harm against us." said Gigan, the Hammer of the Xilian Invasion Force and Slicing/Dicing cyborg.
"Though, I must ask. I have scanned the entirety of our current location and concluded we are no longer in Sol-3." confirmed Gigan.
"Hm. That ray must have been the cause of it." He started to clench his fists as he took out his anger on some nearby Grimm.
"Curse those humans! And curse that weakling!" he shouted.
"If he did not intervene then our plans of conquer would have gone accordingly!"
He tried to control his rage, trying to think of something. Suddenly, he smirked widely and started laughing and cackling.
Gigan, while being a half-robot, was a bit confused by his comrade's actions.
"Ghidorah, by the way you are acting, I suspect you have a plan?"
"Oh, indeed, my cybernetic comrade. Since we can no longer conquer that miserable rock of a planet, then we should do it here!" exclaimed the cackling former hydra.
"Are you certain this is what we should do? What were to happen if we encounter him again?" asked Gigan.
"Then with our combined might, we shall destroy him!" He proclaimed
"And if the inhabitants retaliate?"
Ghidorah only chuckled. "I presume you already know the answer to that."
That made Gigan's visor glow brighter as he menacingly smiled. "Then this world shall be ripe for the taking."
Suddenly, they heard a voice.
"It seems as though intruders have trespassed into my home."
The two turned to gaze at a strange human, if you could still call her that.
She wore a long, black robe. Here complexion was a deathly pale. There were red and purple veins that ran up her arms and face. And her eyes were as black as the night with glowing, blood-red irises. Many do not know her name, but there was one that seemed to fit the bill. Salem.
"Greetings, gentlemen."
Alright! That's a wrap! Thank you all for being patient for this chapter. Initially, I was going to post it when Volume 4 came out but...
Gazes at parents
I got my schedule busy. Also, you may notice that Godzilla couldn't speak while Gigan and Ghidorah could. That's because the Godzilla I'm using is the Legendary one ( though, I might give him the abilities of ShinGojira later ), and Ghidorah and Gigan are extraterrestrials from an advanced species ( Xilians ).
Now, I have also finally picked Godzilla's weapons. Which is a combination of requests from the reviewers. I don't think we need a semblance because... I think you guys know why. Aura as well. I am still gonna take requests like what you'd want to happen in this fanfic.
And one last thing. I wasn't going to tell you this but, eh. A while ago, DragonKingDragneel25 asked me that he wanted to use a concept that I did and I obliged. Be on the lookout for it and if anyone finds it, tell me. The first to tell me gets a one-shot chapter in this fanfic. Provided that she/he tells me what they want in said one-shot.
So, as always, goodbye! And DragonKingDragneel25, now its your turn to update your Godzilla+RWBY crossover story. Au revoir!