Creation began on 02-16-22
Creation ended on 12-24-22
Neon Genesis Evangelion
Evangelion Malevolence: The Golden Protector
Ghidorah charged towards Godzilla with its heads screeching at Mothra to get away from him; he was the strongest out of the pair and stood a better chance of prevailing against this threat to the nation.
Mothra obliged and retreated into the air, releasing Godzilla from her hold.
"Rrrraaurgh! Rrrrrraaurgh!" Godzilla roared as she backed off and Ghidorah latched onto his neck and arms with his three heads. "Grrr!"
"Urgh!" The three heads groaned as electrical energy was discharged from their fangs. "Urgh!"
Godzilla was annoyed, but not necessarily fazed by this assault. However, it was getting irritating that these two creatures were in the way of his priority to punish this nation and its people for their ancestral crimes.
Ghidorah bit down on Godzilla's arms and neck harder…and then Godzilla gripped onto Ghidorah's sides, raising him off the ground and tossing him across the city. The people that were close by ran as Ghidorah was slammed against the buildings and crashed onto the ground. On Godzilla's arms and neck were deep puncture marks, deeper than the one inflicted upon him by Baragon, but he didn't let these impede him. He had to decimate this city and the people that dared to run away from their overdue penance.
Sting-sting-sting! Mothra, whilst Godzilla was distracted with tossing Ghidorah, fired her stingers at him again, forcing him to fall to the ground.
-x-
People ran as fast as they could to get out of the city, carrying only what they could, leaving the rest. Cars were abandoned after most ran out of fuel, and others were either trashed from the initial fighting between Godzilla, Mothra and Ghidorah.
"…What are the chances that these two can defeat Godzilla?" Misato asked Shinji and Rumiko as she sped down the street in her car.
"Two Guardian Monsters against a beast of vengeance?" Rumiko stated. "It's anyone's guess, but I put my hopes on the guardians."
"My lousy pocket change is on Ghidorah," went Shinji. "Out of the Guardian Monsters, he's likely the strongest."
"But isn't he supposed to have eight heads, not three?" Misato questioned.
"He was awakened at less than three-thousand years after he was killed in the past, so he only regenerated three of his heads. If he'd been asleep for ten-thousand years, all eight of his heads would've regrown and he'd be a full-fledged version of Orochi, the eight-headed dragon. Desperate times, desperate measures, inescapable repercussions to be met later on, if later on even transpires."
Misato drove to the right…and into the path of a military truck and some soldiers.
"What the Hell is this?" Rumiko asked.
"It looks like the JSSDF is still trying to face Godzilla, despite the fact that he wasted some jets before they could drop their payload," Shinji told her as a soldier came by and tapped on Misato's window.
"You're gonna have to turn around and drive the other way," he told them.
"No way, we just came down from that way, and we're not going back there with those things fighting," Misato responded.
"The whole city's about to become a battlefield," the soldier explained.
"The whole city became a battlefield the second Godzilla showed up," Shinji replied. "Everyone's trying to get out of the city, and you guns and tanks are telling us to go back the other way into the path of a creature we just found out made the military look like a sick joke because you couldn't kill him the first time over sixty years ago. You move out of the way so we can get out of here."
Before there could be any further dialogue between them, Mothra flew overhead and caused a small dust cloud, forcing them to cough.
"Ahh! Damn it!" Rumiko grunted.
"Yarp!" Pen-Pen squawked, shaking his head.
"I guess you don't like the bad air, either," said Shinji, and the car started moving around the truck. "Aah!"
Misato, just wanting to get away from the bad air of the dust cloud, drove around the soldiers and the truck, fortunate that the road was clear. As she sped away, the air got clearer and they could breathe again.
"Gaugh, the JSSDF…NERV…" Rumiko sighs. "Why does every organization that has some military aspect to it have to suck so much?"
"I've been asking myself that question ever since I got drafted into NERV," Shinji told her.
The car continued to speed away, just as a truck with a missile launcher fired missiles into the air, presumably at Godzilla.
-x-
Gendo started to feel like his skin was on fire. Even as he made it to his office and closed the door, it was like he had just run a mile…while carrying a heavy load on his back.
"Commander Ikari!" He heard Dr. Akagi outside his office. "Commander Ikari, we need you to come to the trauma ward, immediately! You've been compromised!"
But Gendo fell to the floor. What was wrong with him?
-x-
"Huh?" Shinji went; it was only for a second, but he felt an irritable feeling in the back of his mind.
"What is it, Shinji?" Rumiko asked him as Misato drove down the road, away from the city.
"Just a feeling of irritability," he explained. "Like something has happened to someone I don't like. Something awful."
"Sounds like you wished something terrible would happen to someone you don't like," Misato told him.
"The only person I've had the most contempt towards is my old man, but even if I did want something terrible to happen to him, I don't want him to die. I'd just want him to suffer."
"Is there a difference?"
"Yeah; if I wanted him to die, dying would be a quick end to his pathetic life and those left have to pick up the pieces of whatever crud he left, while suffering is the humiliation of knowing that you're not invincible against anything and can't go back to the way things were with the people you hurt, even if you wanted to, and whoever there is to make amends with is a question of whether or not you have it in you to forgive them."
"And you can't forgive your father?" Rumiko asked, making sure she knew where he stood with his familial relationships.
"No. He's never given me much of a reason to ever forgive him. He can get his legs broken for all I care. Either that or his arms broken."
"Why not just wish for him to die if you hate him that much?" Misato asked him.
"There's not enough hate in my heart to want anyone in the world to die. I won't lie, I hate him and those relatives on my mother's side that he dumped me on after she died, but I don't want any of them dead. I'd just want them to hurt as much as they've hurt me."
"I don't know how you're able to refrain from desiring such a negative thing as death."
"Do you honestly believe that I'd want for anyone to die? After what happened in that town before the fight with Baragon, Anguirus and Varan? They were just gonna bomb the place in order to get rid of Godzilla, and they were gonna kill those people that were trying to get away. I may not have a happy childhood or an aura of needing bonds that matter to me, but I'm not some cruel and uncaring person that looks out only for their own self-interests. I hate NERV, the Evas, being manipulated into something I don't have any faith in, but I don't hate people enough to be willing to throw their lives away because some other people are desperate to live that they'll sacrifice a few mediocre lives if they feel they're worth casting aside to go on for a few more measly seconds."
"So…if your father had done something as messed-up as having Ms. Gaidoku here sent elsewhere and away from you and you couldn't contact her?"
Shinji looked at her like she crossed a line with him.
"Don't even joke like that, please," he told her. "That's going too far."
-x-
Radiation sickness due to the residual nuclear atmosphere left by Godzilla when he attacked the base. That's what Ritsuko Akagi informed Gendo when several of the survivors started to feel sick due to still being in the Geo-Front. It was only by the grace of rationale that NERV had additional resources to deal with radiation poisoning. The only ones that probably wouldn't have suffered from any radiation poisoning were the ones that were protected in the Evas, weren't close enough to Godzilla when he unleashed his atomic breath, and those that vacated the base shortly after Godzilla had. Because the rest of them stayed, they were at more risk and were now fighting for their personal lives to see old age.
"Some people that were fortunate enough to survive Hiroshima and Nagasaki were glad just to see the next year," Fuyutsuki, who was among the handful of personnel fortunate enough to avoid getting sick, had told Gendo. "Whether we're responsible for what Godzilla does or not… We bring terrible things like this upon ourselves when we think we're in control when we're not in control of anything around us."
But even as he thought differently about the current situation, Gendo, laying on a hospital bed in the trauma ward, couldn't do anything to change his situation as all he could do was wait for his test results that would confirm whether or not he was going to suffer any further from exposure to Godzilla's radiation. All of NERV had failed to defeat Godzilla. The Evas were lost. Nothing any of them did would salvage his scenario that took years to prepare, and even if he survived from his radiation sickness, SEELE would probably kill him.
And he ran away, he thought, referring to Shinji, who was likely also fortunate enough to not contract radiation sickness before he left the base after his failure to defeat Godzilla. He fails to do what is required of him…and he leaves soon afterwards.
Then again, it wasn't like Gendo had any other use for his son. Piloting the Eva against the Angels was his primary requirement of the boy, which was never met because of Godzilla's unexpected arrival and interference, and then when tasked with facing the monster that threw off the scenario, the boy failed miserably. The whole of NERV went up against a beast with the power of a god and the wrath of a devil…and lost. Even as they faced the creature that invaded Terminal Dogma and blasted Lilith into the next world, Gendo couldn't look and believe that this animal was some sort of god; he despised anyone and anything that was considered a deity for personal reasons, but refused to believe Godzilla was viewed as a deity in any sense, even as it destroyed the base and one of the gods' children meant to enable the human race to ascend to a higher state of being.
Then, for a split second, standing in front of him in the room, he could see his wife, a look of despair on her face. And beside her on the left…was a smaller version of the monster that made NERV look like a laughingstock, its mouth exhaling bits of radiation as it snarled or frowned at him. Either he was hallucinating or this was a sign that he was dying, he wasn't sure. The mere belief that a creature like this could make him feel fear was unheard of.
"The sins of the past shall be visited upon the present," he heard the beast say, in his own voice, startling him. "The sins of the past shall burn the present into nothingness!"
Then, for another split second, he saw Shinji, standing against a window…and Godzilla unleashed his atomic breath upon him, sending him into the next world.
-x-
Even without his missing five heads, Ghidorah was having difficulty with Godzilla. For every move he made to incapacitate the beast of destruction, he was countered by more ferocity and hatred directed towards the people of the homeland. Even with Mothra fighting beside him, the fight was getting worse with no end to it in sight. As Mothra prepared to latch onto Godzilla's head again, Ghidorah was biting onto his neck and arms.
Godzilla, after getting struck in the face and back of his head thrice, sensed something was up…and swatted Mothra away with his tail! No way was he getting attacked from behind again! These two hindrances would be dealt with in due time. Freeing his arms of Ghidorah's left and right head, he grabbed the middle head and pulled the golden serpent off its feet and swung it into the air, away from himself.
"Rrrrraaurgh!" He roared as Ghidorah was sent flying outside the city limits.
Then, charging up his atomic breath again, he turned his sights onto Mothra, who righted herself and took flight off the ground, evading his attack by flying behind a row of buildings! With this city now heavily damaged, he would move on to the next population center in order to lay waste to it and its people. All of Japan would be condemned to an inescapable fate for the sins of the past committed.
"Grrr…" He growled.
"Iiiiee!" Mothra chirped, her body aglow with red and black light. "Iiiiee!"
Then, the moth separated from the red and black light…and it took on a shape similar to its own. The light took on a fiery form…and became solid.
"Rrrraaurgh!" It roared as the light and flames disappeared, revealing a new creature that appeared similar to Mothra, but darker, with larger wings, larger legs, bright red eyes and three horns on its head. "Rrraaurgh!"
This…was the God of the Water, Mothra's brutal opposite. This…was Battra (A/N: I'm using the Heisei incarnation of Battra, but try to view it in the same manner as GMK Mothra).
-x-
"…Whoa!" Rumiko gasped.
"I guess one flying insect wasn't enough," Misato guessed.
"Is one ever enough?" Shinji questioned.
They then saw Battra fly towards Godzilla with its eyes flaring.
Blast! Battra fired these beams of orange light from its eyes, hitting Godzilla in the neck, freeing Ghidorah, who got three feet away, just enough for Mothra to unleash another volley of stingers at the beast of destruction.
The ground shook as Godzilla staggered beside a building, but didn't fall…and Rumiko fell atop Shinji in the process.
"This is getting ugly," Rumiko told Shinji.
"I don't mind the monsters fighting ugly," he replied, "but this is not right, us falling over."
"Hey, you two," went Misato to the teens. "Make out after we're far away from the fighting."
They looked at her like she said the worst joke she could ever say to them. Then, Rumiko got up off Shinji and helped him to his feet.
"If we live to see another year," Shinji told Misato, "I will kick your ass for that tasteless joke. No jury on this cluster of rocks will be able to convict me."
Okay, he can't take a joke at all, Misato thought as he walked away.
"I'm gonna root for him to give you a broken nose," went Rumiko to her. "Just a broken nose, though. The joke was tasteless."
"What is with you two? You can't take a joke?"
"When the danger has passed and the dust settles down, you can joke about whatever you want until you piss someone off and they want to jump you. Until then, no joke will be taken on any level. All jokes are tasteless right now."
Even though this was coming from the girl that worked alongside the former Eva pilot, Misato did want to suspect that there was something going on between the two teens. Maybe nothing serious to them, but it looked like it could get serious in the eyes of others.
"You're a little defensive with someone who doesn't even seem to know how to hit on a girl," she told Rumiko.
"Trust me, when someone hits on you, it's either because you want them to try and get your attention to begin with…or it's because they just want you to be their punching bag because they think you're not worthy of being admired for something trivial that is everyday…and some of us need the everyday triviality that we take for granted. We'd rather have that…than whatever it is that we're sought after for."
Misato could've wondered why this girl was among those fortunate enough to not be a candidate for the Eva program NERV had, but she could've also been on the receiving end of some verbal lashing if something had happened to Shinji because of her involvement.
BLAST! Shinji heard rockets being fired from close by.
"Aah!" He groaned as he covered his ears.
"Are you okay?" Rumiko came over and asked him.
"What?!" He responded.
"Are you okay?!"
"No! My ears hurt!"
"We need to go!"
"Go! Go!"
-x-
The JSSDF fired its available missiles at Godzilla with the aim to kill it. Most of the artillery shells landed on their target, others exploded against buildings nearby. It was fortunate that some never managed to incapacitate the Guardian Monsters, but it looked as though nothing they threw at Godzilla was actually harming it, either. It was as the creature was covered by a form of armor that shielded its body against their assaults.
"Negative impact, sir," a soldier told his superior over the radio. "Not even from the sides or back. It's unharmed."
Godzilla turned to where the soldiers stood with their missile launchers being reloaded, and its spines started to glow again.
"Retreat!" One of them shouted as the others ran as fast as they could; even though it seemed pointless to flee, they were desperate to survive, only so they could try again to stop this enemy.
Godzilla fired his atomic breath, but its trajectory was changed by Battra, who charged at its head and knocked it off kilter, sending the stream of radiation into night sky.
"Rrrraaaurgh!" Battra roared, missing a left leg from the attack, bleeding yellow pus.
But Godzilla refused to be hindered by the likes of these…obstacles that were in his way of revenge for the atrocities that the Japanese people committed. Even if only a handful survived, they would be dealt with later on. He would leave a path of decay behind to torment the people that were descended from the scum that clung to existence by climbing over other people's heads. Nothing and nobody would be allowed to see whatever future that could be seen.
"Grrr," he growled.
"Uragh!" Ghidorah's heads grunted as the Guardian Monster stood several feet away from Godzilla. "Urraugh!"
Godzilla bared his teeth at Ghidorah as he saw Mothra and Battra hovering outside his current sphere of influence. It didn't matter if they were three or three-hundred, three-thousand or even three-million, he was going to kill them all.
To be continued…
A/N: I decided that I was going to finish this chapter before Christmas. I hope that the readers take comfort in it and what has happened so far and what could happen later. Merry Christmas to all of readers that look to escape from this world of reality as the hours of sand pour from the hourglass ticking towards the New Year.