Chapter 14
Cold Vengeance
It was only a few minutes ago that a dark shadow appeared in the Lower Bay of New York. The tip of a dorsal spine poked up from the surface of the water. It split the waves in half leaving a large wake. A full array of brilliant dorsal spines broke the surface before Godzilla raised his head up too. He heard the commotion of millions of humans. He could hear them from several miles away. They were so noisy.
Before, when Godzilla come onto a city, his rampage of destruction was triggered by humans attacking him. He would go to investigate the noises and lights on the land. He was merely curious. But when he got close, the city would attack him. This made him furious. So he attacked that which attacked him. It was war. He only stopped destroying when he was no longer being attacked. Then he would return to the sea.
This time, though, Godzilla had a mission. He could see his objective floating in the sky. If what Mothra said was true, these invaders were responsible for his rage. He was going to unleash all his rage back at them even if he had to burn the the whole city down to get to do it.
The citizens New York were enjoying their day at Coney Island. Couples were riding the ferris wheel, kids were playing the games, and families were sitting down with corndogs and cotton candy. It wasn't long until someone noticed the looming three-hundred foot tall figure a few miles away from the docks. The people all gathered to the peer to see what the excitement was about. The people's attitudes started as confusion and speculation. It soon turned into full on panic as the people recognized the thing heading towards them. They ran.
Godzilla reached the shore. His feet left deep imprints in the sand. His ankles ripped through the boardwalk, breaking and splintering the wood. The wooden roller coaster, The Cyclone, fell apart under his feet like a weak toothpick model. The coaster's car was on its final hill. When it reached the top, the railing was torn away. The car crashed to the ground. No one was in the car, fortunately. When Godzilla reached the ferris wheel, he twisted and bent it like fence wire.
Coney Island was nothing for Godzilla. In a few moments he would reach Brooklyn.
The Gotengo II, mostly repaired, was speeding across the Pacific Ocean, about to reach the west coast of the United States. Admiral Aso was overseeing the preparation of the GFAAU.
"I was hoping that this day would never come, men," Aso began addressing the soldiers, "but it's here. Godzilla is demolishing Brooklyn, New York, and heading straight towards the Xilian mothership over Manhattan Island. The US armed forces are hindering him, but I know that won't keep him back for long. I've seen what that damned lizard can do. He is fully capable of leveling that whole city if we don't take him down.
"The situation will soon be in your hands, men," Aso continued. "This is what you've all been living for. My ship will be there offering our full support. Check your equipment. Our ETA is thirty minutes. Good luck."
The Admiral left the room. The men relaxed and continued to check their gear. Jason Sterlington spoke up. "I call dibs of the bloke's head. It's going in my den."
"I doubt your den is that is that large," Philippe commented. "I, however, am taking his greatest dorsal spike. It will be the centerpiece of my front yard."
Glenn Adams addressed them. "Do I need to remind you ladies that Godzilla is highly radioactive? I'll have no souvenirs being taken."
"Just us three, then?" Philippe asked.
"It's gonna have to do." Glenn stated. "We were meant to tackle Godzilla and that's it. Frankly, I can't believe we've survived this many monsters. But there's still a Godzilla. So there's still a mission."
"This damn well better be it," Jason said as he smoked his cigarette. "I'm due my retirement ten times over."
Admiral Aso would arrive later that he would have liked. Godzilla was nearly done with Brooklyn. A trail of destruction was formed straight through the city. Raging fires spread quickly. The local and neighboring cities' firefighters couldn't keep the flames back. Godzilla looked back at his doing. He trumpeted his call so all would hear.
A great fiery force hit Godzilla right in the back of the head. Having been caused extreme irritation, his dorsal spines illuminated brightly. He swung his head around to see a few battleships just before he blew a few of them away, sending them to the bottom of the bay. One was lucky enough to not get hit by his atomic blast. Godzilla fixated on it. He stepped into the water, crushing a dock. Godzilla seemed to walk equally fast in water up to his knees as he did on land. A few sailors on the battleship actually lost their nerve and jumped ship, hoping to get out of the charging monster's path. All cannons and guns were firing desperately at Godzilla, slowing him down minutely.
Godzilla then felt a stinging on his back and neck. These attacks from his behind infuriated Godzilla incredibly. A jet whizzed past his ear, and then several more followed. Godzilla's tail managed to swing quick enough to swat one down. A cloud of fire rained metal down into the water below. His spines illuminated again. He released his atack and the blast managed to hit three more fighter jets.
Godzilla continued towards the battleship. He took everything the ship had to offer without flinching. One powerful swipe took out the communications and control tower, killing the captain, and affectively decapitating the war machine.
Missiles struck Godzilla's side. Godzilla saw the final jet from the flock fly past him and swoop around. He bent down and dug his claws into the battleship. The ship rose up out of the water. Godzilla held up the battleship that was nearly twice his length into the air. The jet sped towards him. Before the pilot could comprehend the sight of a giant monster holding a battleship up like an oversized baseball bat, Godzilla swung, annihilating the jet. The battleship was flung, half crashing on the shore of Manhattan.
Godzilla looked before him and saw a forest of tall buildings, many taller than him. He made his way through one of the streets. His sides brushed the buildings. With a thrash of his arms and tail, he had more room. The dorsal spines on his back grew bright and hot. Godzilla inhaled, and then released his power. He burnt an arch into the city as he turned his head. Chunks of the buildings were blown away and replaced with flames. He then continued his onslaught.
Vincent Martin, his sister Taylor, and their parents, Robert Martin and Tanya Martin, were making their way through the streets with the rest of the city's citizens trying to evacuate. They were in midtown attempting to get out using the Lincoln Tunnel.
"Taylor! Don't let go of my hand. Stay with us!" Taylor's mother yelled over the crowd. Vincent led his family. He help Taylor's hand, Taylor held Tanya who held Robert.
A deafening boom came from behind them. An exploding wall of fire could be seen reaching towards the sky. The rushing crowd briefly stopped to gaze in horror, and then hastened their pace.
Robert Martin tripped over a curb and lost his wife's hand. Tanya's frantic mind focused on her husband and tried to go back. When Taylor felt her mother holding her back, she instinctively tore her hand away. Tanya tried to look over the crowd for Robert. Vincent was unaware of this and continued forward with Taylor.
Tanya forced her way through the endless flow of people to find her husband.
"Where's Taylor? Where's Taylor, Tanya?!" Robert asked.
"I…I…" was all she could manage to get out. She was in shock. Robert was more collected and realized this and was not upset at her.
"She's just up ahead, dear. Let's go meet her." Robert assured his wife.
"Mom!" the couple heard from a distance. It was Taylor. She was nearly a hundred feet away at that point standing on top of a bus stop bench with Vincent beside her.
Taylor's attention was stolen by an enormous stream of bright blue fire ripping through the skyline overhead. Glass and debris rained down on the screaming people. Taylor covered her head. Her parents were not able to reach her due to the crowd growing thicker and more panicked.
Then it got unusually darker. It was as if a thick cloud was passing. Taylor looked up. For a second, she couldn't tell what to make of it, then when she realized, she was left speechless as she looked at her parents. She knew this was the last she would ever see them.
The top half of the Chrysler Building came plummeting down onto the people in an explosion of force, glass, and metal. The impact it made was unimaginably loud. Taylor and Vincent were not directly under the falling construction. However they were thrown from the bench. Taylor blacked out.
Taylor opened her eyes to a dark, dead, and decollate New York City street. The sky was completed covered in thick dark clouds. The ground was littered with rubble and debris. The buildings were blackened and falling apart. The city seemed like the old skeleton of once living city. She got up and turned around to see the top of the Chrysler Building lying in the street.
She then heard something from the sky. She couldn't tell what it was. It sounded like the horrible screech of some beast. A likely possibility her mind first went to was that it was Godzilla, but that idea was quickly proven horribly wrong. Up in the black sky, Taylor saw two enormous glowing red eyes open up, then another two, then another two. All six on them glared into Taylor.
"Bow down to your Keizer…" a hideous crackled voice whispered.
Taylor only stood in horror and shock. Her eyes broke captivation just for a second to see wings on each side of the six eyed demon that seemed as though they could blanket the entire island. Then the most indescribable alien cackle rang in her ears. It forced her to shut her eyes tightly and cover her ears.
Taylor opened her eyes to a sunny and cloudless sky. Her ears were ringing. She wasn't sure what was going on. "Mom? Dad?" she said softly.
A shadow moved over Taylor. Over her loomed something very tall and dark. It was silhouetted by a bright blue light illuminating from behind it.
"Taylor! Taylor!" a muffled voice said.
Taylor's wits snapped to and she realized that she was looking up at Godzilla. She heard Vincent's voice.
"Taylor, get up!" Vincent yelled. He lifted her up to her feet. She stumbled at first, but then began running. She did not think of her parents. She did not think of the terrifying vision she had just experienced. She didn't even think about Godzilla on her heels. Her basic instinctual functions had taken over. Her heart was running faster than her legs.
"Ramming speed!" Admiral Aso demanded from the control room.
Before Godzilla could unleash his atomic blast, the Gotengo II's drill nose plowed into the monster's chest. He screeched out in pain. His dorsal spines dimmed. Claws tried digging into the sides of the ship in order to pull it away, but the ship's rear jets overpowered the beast. Godzilla did, however, manage to slam the airship into the sides of the buildings.
After a little more punishment from the drill, the ship reversed and flew vertically up. The ship would remain directly above Godzilla bombarding him. The crew knew a disadvantage that Godzilla had: He appeared to have a little difficulty looking directly up. He could do it, however, but he risked falling backwards due to his heavy spines. He also had trouble maneuvering in the dense city.
The three members of the GFAAU leaped from the Gotengo. For a short time, they were in free fall. Then the gravity jets on their heavy armored power suits kicked in. They each landed safely on roof tops in front of Godzilla.
Glenn, Jason, and Philippe were equipped with minigun sized hand-held maser cannons.
"Aim for the chest wound! Fire at will!" Glenn yelled. All at once, three blue bolts of lightning were fired at Godzilla's wounded chest. The monster shrieked out in agony as the bolts of plasma surged through his body.
The Gotengo rained down its full metal missiles onto Godzilla. The missiles blew off small chunks of his flesh. When the fire and smoke cleared from around the beast, it could be seen that his spines had illuminated again.
"He's ready to fire! Evasive maneuvers! Go! Go!" Glenn ordered. His team scattered to avoid the directed blast.
Then, however, Godzilla performed a stunt that was not at all predicted, as he is one to regularly do. Not being able to take out the Gotengo from his current stance, he had flung himself around and over to face the pestering airship above him. He then released his blue, fiery rage unto the underside of the ship. Its diamond plated hull prevented the blast from obliterating it. Godzilla crashed down on his back.
"Admiral, we've taken a direct hit!" a crewman reported. "The hull can't take another one!"
"Head east! We'll attack from a distance." Aso ordered. The Gotengo immediately left the fighting ring.
Godzilla struggled to get back up out of all the rubble he had just created. When he did, he was instantly assaulted by maser fire.
He could see it, his objective. He was getting closer to the Xilian Mothership. And he was not going to let these tiny humans with lightning irritate him any further. His dorsal spines illuminated. Hit atomic blast spewed from his mouth as began to turn himself around.
The GFAAU agents leaped away as fast as they could to get away from the blast.
Godzilla continued to rotate around burning a gigantic circle several blocks around him. When he stopped, the humans with lightning were gone and all he heard was the crackle of the fire around him.
Glenn Adams landed hard in the middle of the street. He gasped for breath before he used him communicator.
"Jason. Philippe. You guys read me?"
"Jason here. Still kicking," Jason said over the comm.
"Philippe here. As am I," Philippe replied.
"Alright guys," Glenn said. "We need to take the big fella down quick before he pulls another stunt like that. Let's regroup. I've got a plan that's been rolling around in my head for a while."
Godzilla was nearing the Xilian mothership hovering over the Upper East Side. He hadn't realized how huge the sphere was until he was so close to it.
He wasted no time. His dorsals ignited. Blue flames grew in his mouth and licked his lips as they parted. Then, with the force of an atomic blast, Godzilla's weapon spewed from him maw and clashed with the Xilian mothership.
All the lights and machines in the mothership shut off, and the next second, the entire mothership shook and tilted as the force of the blast rotated the great ship a few degrees.
"By Zero! Was that the Godzilla?!" The Erzherzog demanded to know from the engineers over his communicator.
"It was, my Erzherzog! Almost all our energy was instantly redirected to the shields. The shields took the brunt of the blast, but the hull has been breached! We're losing air pressure! We need to give out oxygen tanks; it won't be long before we start suffocating!"
"Damn it!" the Erzherzog cursed. "Use reserve power to get us away from Godzilla! Launch the Alpha, Beta, and Gamma along with every fighter we can put an xilian soldier in!"
The Erzherzog commands were partially followed. The mothership used its reserve power to fly over to towards Upper Manhattan, trying to get out of the line of Godzilla's sight. As it did, a door opened at the top of the mothership. Like a swarm of furious hornets, smaller fighter ships (about the size of fighter jets) flew forth and began to open laser fire on Godzilla.
The Erzherzog watched as the fighters attacked the monster. Godzilla swatted and swung his tail at them but could not hit the little hornets. The Erzherzog was, however, confused as to why the three battleships has not deployed. Also, only about thirty of the Xilian fighters had been launched.
"Why haven't the Alpha, Beta, and Gamma been launched?!" the Erzherzog demanded to know over the his comm system.
"Because I overruled the order," the Keizer's voice came over. "We don't need the entire armada for one creature."
"Are you sure you're not underestimating this creature, my keizer?" the Erzherzog asked with agitation.
"Now is not the time for questioning your keizer or your rebel hard-headedness. You need to supervise the evacuation of our people from the damaged side of the ship."
"Yes, my Keizer," the Erzherzog replied, knowing the Keizer was right.
The small and nimble fighters grew increasingly annoying to the already infuriated Godzilla. He wanted to destroy the invaders' mothership. He wanted vengeance, but the fighters were holding him back. He wasn't going to have it.
His dorsal spines charged, and the rage within erupted forth. Godzilla swung his head around trying to hit as many of the pests as possible. When the blast was finished, all of the fighters remained. Godzilla had not hit a single one. They only continued hitting him with their lasers. The stings grew increasingly annoying.
The Erzherzog rushed through the hallways of the mothership. The air was different. It was thinner that he was used to. Earth's atmosphere had much less oxygen that Xilians needed to live without some kind of breathing aid. It was slightly strenuous to breath, but the Erzherzog was able to manage. It was the Xilians in the hallways that were having trouble. Most were crawling while others were being aided by others with breathing masks.
He went through the many rooms, helping people out. The Erzherzog held them, one by one, and took them away from the breach in the hull to where the air was thicker behind a large air tight door.
Each Xilian thanked their Erzherzog extensively upon finally being able to breath. They all told him there lives were not worth risking his own over. He took their praises coldly by either saying nothing or telling them to do as their Erzherzog demands.
He saw the light of the sun shining from a room. Air was being sucked into the room and out the hole that must have been there. He entered one room and was stunned to see the human cityscape through a gaping hole in the hull of mothership. Almost half the room had fallen away. It was near where Godzilla had struck. The area was completely exposed to the Earth air. The wind this high up whipped by and muted all other sounds.
The Erzherzog spotted an xilian female nurse curled up in a corner. He made his way towards her, being careful where his set his foot. He feared the wind might just sweep him away. But in short time, be grabbed the nurse and pulled her out of the room and led her where he took the others.
When the nurse could finally speak, the Erzherzog expected another grateful thank-you, but what she said was far from a sign of relief.
"I'm sorry, my Erzherzog! I'm so sorry!" The nurse cried out.
"None of this is your fault. You can calm down. Everything will be alright," the Erzherzog told her.
"No, no! The newborn child, he was in my care when… when everything blew up. I didn't grab him. I've failed my duty!"
The Erzherzog's stomach sank and he could have swore his heart stopped for a second. With shocked open eyes, he murmured "Not the child" and bolted off back to the half torn away room he was just in.
He tried hearing for the child's cry, but the wind was too loud. He could not hear anything. He quickly started moving debris. He started by just moving stuff aside, but as his anxiety grew, he began to throw anything in his way out the gaping hole in the ship. He began to pray in his head. He prayed to Zero that the child was still there. And almost as if his prayer was answered, he saw a toppled over crib. As he got closer, he saw something wrapped in a blanket by the crib in the floor. He rushed to pick it up.
It had been a long time since he had felt such joy as he did when he held the baby when it was born. But he would have to wait longer to feel that joy again. Something was wrong. The smile that was on his face was gone. He moved the blanket from the child's face. Horror and despair filled every bit of his being. With the very last bit of strength it had, the child tried to take in a short breath. The boy then looked up at the Erzherzog. All the subtle movements of life had stopped. The baby was cold and still.
The violent wind whipped against the Erzherzog. He only stood there. He couldn't save the boy. He had failed to protect his people. A heaviness came upon him. More than the reality of what had just happened. He truly loved his people, every last one of them. Having this child be taken from him felt just as painful as losing a long time friend. It felt as if he had lost his own child. Heavier and heavier the pain grew in his stomach. His mouth opened to let out a weakened and choked cry of anguish. With the pain within growing, he let out another, louder outcry. With tears pouring down his face, the next outcry became a yell. Then breaking his eyes from the child, he looked ahead at the monster responsible for his pain. The seemingly unstoppable devil that has plagued his people since before they had arrived on this Earth. He looked directly into the eyes of Godzilla from a few miles away. To his surprise, Godzilla was looking directly at his too; right into his eyes. The force of Godzilla's glare might have brought the Erzherzog to his knees in fear under other circumstances, but the seething fire within him was just as hot as the one in Godzilla. He just glared back.
The Erzherzog unleashed a loud yell of pain and hatred. However it was completely deafened by the simultaneous roar of Godzilla. And then he felt it again, the power he felt before; the strength, the energy.
He sat his failure down beside him. Then he launched forward. With a few strides, the floor beneath him was gone. He was falling into the city below. However, he was not falling in a straight line. His path was curving towards the ship. It was whatever he was feeling inside. He was pulling himself towards the ship. And when his feet met the ship, he hit the hull running. Running along the underside of the ship, he reached a spot near the very bottom, and plunged an immensely powerful fist. And then he was inside.
"My Keizer! The locks for Alpha, Beta, and Gamma have malfunctioned!" an xilian engineer informed the Keizer on the combat deck.
"Why is this a priority? I need you to keep me updated on the status of our fighters," the Keizer replied.
"The order has already been put through to fire the main plasma cannon! The system won't let me intervene. I'm locked out!"
A rage erupted within the Keizer. He knew who was to blame. "If the sub-ships fire the main cannon, will the main ship be able to remain elevated?"
"No, my Keizer. The cannon would only fire at forty three percent and the main ship will fall to the surface."
"Zero, deliver me!" the Keizer exclaimed, "Send an assault team to the central systems room. Tell them, as an order directly from their Keizer, to eliminate anyone who is tampering with the controls. Anyone!"
The order was sent.
The Erzherzog operated the controls frantically. He was completely familiar with the inner workings of most of the control systems on the ship. He grew up around them and had easy access to them. Controlling the three sub-ships remotely was challenging, but not beyond his abilities. The only thing that had been stopping him was the massive deadbolts locking the sub-ships in their bays. That was no longer a problem after he manually pulled each of the several thousand pound bolts out one by one.
The ships were ready to be aimed. But the Erzherzog was interrupted. The sound of conformed footsteps came from behind him. He turned around to see a squad of soldiers with Xilian assault rifles. The rifles were pointed at him.
"Stand dow…" the Erzherzog began.
Before he had a chance to finish, the squad leader ordered "Fire!"
With a blast of yellow light and the explosive sound of laser fire, a hail of laser bolts shot at the Erzherzog. In his mind, the beams seemed to move slower than laser beams should. Everything seems slower. He believed he was going to die. He feebly held his hand out to stop the beams.
To everyone's surprise, however, it worked. The bright needle like beams of energy hung motionless at the Erzherzog's palm as if stuck in an invisible wall.
"Fire again!" the squad leader ordered.
With more and more beams of energy being shot at the Erzherzog, and all of them stopping at his hand, he understood the power he had inside him. He pulled his hand back, then with a mighty push, forced the energy beams back at the Xilians who had fired them. In a hail of extreme heat and sparks, the whole squad fell at once.
"I am sorry, my brothers," he said under his breath. "Godzilla... I have to stop Godzilla. Must focus."
He turned back around and continued working the controls.
Godzilla advanced on the great sphere. Being bombarded by laserfire no longer slowed him. He was a juggernaut.
Then the Xilien mothership did something different. The three subships that were anchored to the side of the mothership detached, but remained hovering close. They moved from the lower hemisphere of the mothership to the side facing Godzilla. They formed a triangle and began to glow yellow.
Godzilla stopped his advance and gave a perplexed expression.
Yellow lightning arched between the three glowing sunships. The frequency of the electrical arches increased. The subships moved closer to one another, slowly pinching like the hand of a three clawed beast. Then then the ships' tips almost touched, a little ball in light appeared in the middle. It hummed and crackled with energy.
Godzilla grew tired of watching the massive thing move about. He wanted to end it. After he gave an imposing roar, his dorsals began to illuminate.
The subships slowly separated as the ball of energy between then grew larger, brighter, and more powerful.
"Fry, you damn lizard!" the Erzherzog yelled before he commanded the cannon to fire.
Godzilla's atomic blast spewed forth, and so did the massive cannon's payload. A ball of energy a quarter the size of the mammoth mothership broke free and barreled towards Godzilla. It looked like a small glowing moon crashing onto the city. With a clash equivalent to a thousand claps of thunder, the yellow ball of energy collided with the blue torrent of radioactive fire. Godzilla's blast was able to slow down the enemy's attack, but pushing it back was futile. As the ball plowed through its target's attack, it sent out tremendous amounts of heat along with the shockwaves. Godzilla's breath finally gave out, and with nothing hold it back, the energy ball bolted forth. Taking out whole city blocks as it bulldozed towards Godzilla. It had the force of an atomic bomb.
Godzilla roared in opposition as the wall of light and power collided with him. With a force he had never been hit with before, the blast pushed Godzilla back block by block with no sign of weakening. It pushed him all the way back to the bay. Tumbling over the docks, Godzilla crashed down into the water causing a small tidal wave to flood part of Brooklyn.
The mothership began to fall. It was not a sudden drop, but a slow dissension as the engines struggled to hold the city sized ship in the air. It flattened all the buildings unfortunate enough to be underneath it.
"We're descending fast, my Keizer, but the landing won't be too severe," an engineer informed his leader, "and we're doing our best to keep the the ship level."
"Good job," the Keizer responded, "but we won't be out of trouble until we've recharged the fuel cells."
With a painfully slow speed, the mothership was almost to the ground. Tons of dust and debris were kicked up as the city blocks were crushed.
Then with a crash unlike anything else heard by humanity, the ship finally met the ground, nesting in the middle of Upper Manhattan. The landing showed east coasters what west coasters went through whenever a major earthquake hit. The quake was felt throughout New York City and a little beyond. Dirt and dust was thrown up into the sky, dimming the light from the sun.
Godzilla's head emerged from the water. He looked at the fallen sphere. It was barely visible through the dust, but the top of the immense vessel could be seen for miles.
Godzilla felt weak, but he wasn't through. His enemy was down. It was his opportunity to finish it.
The Keizer overlooked the status reports of the ship. He was so preoccupied that he had not noticed that everyone in the room had stopped when they saw who was standing in the doorway.
"I'm curious. Are you trying to kill your own people, or are you as incompetent as you seem?" the Erzherzog asked.
The voice of the Erzherzog sent a chill down the Keizer's back. But when he realized what the Erzherzog had said to him in front of his subordinates, shock turned into seething anger.
"Don't you realize what your brash impulsiveness has done?! The mothership is grounded and we are without power throughout most of the ship. We're defenseless and running out of air!"
"Godzilla was about to destroy the mothership! One of his attacks breached the hull. One more would have gone clear through us! And you send fighters that are no more than pests to him. Your fear of using our full power and scarring these primitive Earthlings has put the last of the Xilian race in more risk than it already is!"
"What you have done, willingly acting against the wisdom of your Keizer, is treason."
"Is that why you sent a squad to kill me? Just like you underestimate Godzilla, you sorely underestimate me."
"Enough!" the Keizer chopped the air to cut off the conversation.
"The child is dead…"
"... And more will be born."
The Erzherzog scowled. He backed away, then left.
The Keizer was left frozen in a room full of eyes that had returned their lock on him. "Get back to work. There's still too much to be done," he told his people.
The Keizer knew that the Erzherzog had changed. He watched him grow up, acted as a father to him. In the Xilian culture, the biological parents played a much smaller role in the lives of children compared to how most humans rear their children, but Xilian parents still acted as mentors when the child needed them. The Keizer saw the Erzherzog as a sort of son.
"My Keizer! The Godzilla is approaching!" an engineer shouted.
The Keizer turned to the screen before him. Godzilla, slow and limping, marched towards them.
In the city below, Glenn leapt from building to building racing towards Godzilla.
"Can you boys keep the big guy distracted?" Glenn requested through their com links.
"Where are you, Glenn?" asked Philippe, "I have lost your visual."
Glenn did not reply. He was actually concentrating very hard on something.
It was Jason that spotted Glenn. "Bloody hell!" he exclaimed, "The son of a bitch of is on the son of a bitch!"
Glenn was busy hopping up Godzilla's dorsal spines one by one with the help of his gravity jet.
"Just make sure he doesn't wiggle around too much, will you?" Glenn asked. "And don't let him light up, whatever you do!"
"Understood!" Philippe answered. He proceeded to leap from rooftop to roof top towards Godzilla. He jumped down to street level and landed on a car about two hundred feet from the monster. "Oy!" he shouted.
Godzilla actually heard this and looked down. He was shot in the nose by Philippe's maser. When Godzilla tried to step on Philippe, Philippe simply shot Godzilla in the foot. He managed to shoot right underneath a toenail causing Godzilla extreme discomfort.
Jason began suppressing fire from a rooftop.
Meanwhile, Glenn was leaping up Godzilla's back praying he didn't get the feeling to torch anymore of the city. Godzilla's constant moving made landing on the pointed spines a little difficult, but he was half way up by that point. He put his gravity jet into high jump mode and was able to leap up to and kick off each dorsal spine. Godzilla made a sudden twist while Glenn was in mid flight, but Glenn managed to land on his shoulder. With one more exceptional jump, Glenn had landed on top of the monster's rigged head. Fortunately, he hadn't been noticed.
The team was still firing on Godzilla from below. Godzilla unleashed an aggravated roar that nearly blew Glenn's eardrums out. Glenn managed to hold his maser and plant it straight down onto the top of Godzilla's head. He fired.
The heat Glenn felt from being so close to the maser was scorching. His instincts told him to stop, but he wouldn't let his hand release the trigger. He wouldn't fail like he did in Beijing.
Godzilla didn't even manage to get one final cry out. He was instantly knocked out. His knees failed and his whole body began to collapse forward. The other GFAAU members used their gravity jets to get out of the falling titan's shadow. Godzilla fell to the ground with a loud boom. Philippe just barely made it, being hurled forward by the shock wave. The air was thick with dust and smoke.
"Glenn, where are you?" Philippe used his comm link. "Glenn, are you all right?!"
The dust cleared. Glenn came strolling down Godzilla's face with a thoroughly exhausted expression. He also appeared to have a severe sunburn from the heat of the maser. A big grin formed on Glenn.
"Thunder lizard is down for the count!" Glenn announced. He, himself, then collapsed to the ground. Jason and Philippe rushed to help him up.
Godzilla's body was out of commission, but his mind still had a spark left. Mothra was still able to speak to him.
"Gojira!" Mothra's voice sounded in his head. "Get up!"
But everything was dark and hazy. A horrific throbbing pain filled his head. He had forgotten what he was even doing.
"If you don't get up, they'll kill you as soon as they recover."
Godzilla didn't remember who "they" were. He didn't know where he was.
"The invaders! You are here for your vengeance! And you can't have it if you're dead."
Invaders. Vengeance. Vengeance for… his son.
Jason and Philippe carried Glenn away from the fallen Godzilla.
"So I guess we retire now?" Philippe asked.
Jason smiled.
Then Godzilla's eye opened behind them. He groaned.
The G-force agents turned around.
"You had to go and speak too bloody soon, didn't yu'?" Jason remarked.
Godzilla shifted and moved. He slowly raised himself up. He stood tall once again, but he swayed from still being dizzy. He turned himself around back to the sea.
The three G-force agents were lucky to not be in his path. Glenn regained consciousness only to see their target walking off to terrorize another day. At least he saved this day, though.
The Xilian fighters had already retreated. And the soldiers piloting them were helping with recovery efforts within the mothership. The battle was over. There was no one to chase after Godzilla.
"That's it, Gojira. Regain your strength…" Mothra whispered to Godzilla in his head.
Without any hindrance, Godzilla reached the shore of the river. He let himself fall into the water and disappear beneath the waves.