I don't own Godzilla.
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The city was in chaos; ruins strewn with corpses, some of which were burnt to a crisp by Godzilla's strange and lethal radioactive fire which exploded with terrifying power while the monster, which had been continually evolving in stages before their eyes, but the monster had fired the beam of atomic fire into the sky, unintentionally destroying one of the planes about to attack it, before firing uncontrollably into the city before the beam transformed into flames, like Godzilla had transformed into a giant, wingless dragon of legend.
As the people of Tokyo moved in to inspect the damage, scientists and armies of builders went in to examine the ruined city. Armed with Geiger counters and other pieces of equipment needed for the handling and safeguarding of hazardous materials, a part of that army scouted close to where Godzilla was now frozen, its skin and flesh now resembling concrete rather than any kind of skin.
Slowly, over a short period after the monster first revealed itself, the story of Gora Maki, a disgraced scientist who had discovered enough evidence after examining dumped nuclear waste, which was left congealing and contaminating the ocean depths…and that contamination had reached an organism which had dwelt in the depths of the oceans from a time where the laws of nature meant it was rather more immune to radioactive contamination…and was evolving rapidly, storing nuclear energy within itself and using that power to fuel its evolution.
Impossible, some of the scientists put to work on finding a way to stop it had believed, before they discovered there really was nuclear energy inside itself. But then it shouldn't have been unbelievable, since the creature had appeared in the middle of Tokyo Bay, a giant tendril, or tentacle, which even had a passing resemblance to a worm bursting out of the water, making it boil, before it came to shore.
But the creature did.
No marine biologist was able to identify it, believing that it would destroy their credibility as scientists before they saw it on the shore, crawling painfully and weirdly through the streets, crawling on its hind legs even though it had the joints for forelimbs. Not long after it had crawled through the streets, the creature began evolving and it rose on its feet, skin rippling and forelimbs becoming solid, and more powerful; after that, its power seemed limitless, and while it fled to the bay to cool down - although that would never be realised until later, and then it had evolved again, and what came from that was a virtually destroyed Tokyo.
As they struggled to rebuild the city, trying not to stare at the menacing, ominous sight of the monster which had destroyed so much, everyone had to admit how impossible it was to go back to their original lives. So much of the city had been destroyed, ruined by the monster; the bay and much of the air in the city were polluted with radioactive byproducts, the result of the monster's nuclear fire. The fire had been hot enough to melt cars and the metallic and glass elements of buildings like they had been shoved into a furnace until they resembled a shapeless mass of cooked sugar.
But the world had changed; it funny, how every single resident of Tokyo, who had survived either in the ruins or in the numerous little camps which had been hastily opened in preparation for the monster's return, believed when it was over, they could go back to their lives like nothing happened.
The reality is different. Everything had changed. With the world now waiting with a nuclear bomb hovering over the city like a sword of Damocles, although its possibility and probability of working in destroying Godzilla is unknown although is also a possibility the creature will simply absorb the blast of energy and use it to become stronger than before, for the first signs of Godzilla's return, too much had changed.
There were fears another Godzilla could be awaiting in the wings, or rather, in the depths of the sea; some strange prehistoric creature, one that had evolved and lived on the bottom of the ocean for aeons, outliving the dinosaur extinction, a creature relatively harmless before radioactive byproducts were dumped at the bottom of the sea.
Maki had wanted the world to work together to find a solution, embittered by his treatment and his desire to keep away, and for reasons that nobody could properly understand as the scientist had just vanished into thin air.
The justifiable fears of a second or a third or an army of Godzilla-like creatures which evolved due to nuclear energy made the United Nations determined to make certain it never happened again. Armed with Maki's notes which were used as a crude blueprint of what to look for, many scientists used deep-sea submersibles to look for signs of other prehistoric creatures at the bottom of the sea. Organisms that were thriving in the same way as Godzilla's ancestors had.
The search had begun, and the clock was ticking.