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DJ Rodriguez

Chapter 1 Review: Thanks!

Chapter 2 Review: OG stands for Original. Or in this case, Original Godzilla since there's a female variant of himself.

Chapter 3 Review: Godzilla didn't aim to kill. Just a message, he was sending. "Stay out of my way and leave me alone."

Chapter 4 Review: I almost laughed when you called Homelander a powerhouse. I'll explain in the PM. Godzilla will restore energy in the next chapter. And yes, Godzilla has his children back at Earth and I included my OC Athena as well.

Now, on with the story!

Chapter 4: The Pandora Raiders

Monster Island, Five hours later. . .

"He did that for you?" Godzilla asked her daughter Junior. The young Kaiju Girl nodded. "Yeah, he cleaned my wound, healed it with his breath and then told Homelander he was uh," she turned to her older sister. "What did he say again?"

"That he was going to feed Homelander his own heart," Athena replied. "Then he punched Homelander into the sea before the super bully carried him off to sea."

Godzilla shared a look with Mothra at that. That was. . . intriguing to hear that the male Kaiju had both healed her daughter and attacked the one who wounded her.

"Well, it looks like he kept his promise," Miki stated from where she was. She was looking at her Scroll when the Kaiju Girls looked to her. "Homelander and Godzilla landed in Menagerie and Godzilla broke his arms, legs and then ripped his heart out and crushed it and his skull."

"He seemed to fair well against the Empire," Monster X said to Queen Ghidorah. "He even killed one of the strongest heroes and defeated the other."

"Maybe so, Father but I feel like we haven't everything this male Kaiju can do," the Dragon Kaiju Girl said, watching the footage of Godzilla fighting the Empire, Homelander and Saitama either in his human form or Kaiju form. "Besides, you heard the Imperial radio transmissions. The battle commander had underestimated this male Godzilla in this first round, as the human say."

"Got to say, he looks appealing in his human form," Gigan spoke up. "Especially when he's covered in the blood of his enemies."

"True words spoken," Queen Ghidorah acknowledged, her lips curling upwards. "But I find his natural form more. . . appealing."

Ahsoka wasn't new to the role of a commander, she and Rex had grown up in a time of war after all. What made it different from then was the feeling of isolation. Before meeting Rex again, Ahsoka had felt more alone than ever. When she was a Jedi, she had comfort in the fact she had fellow Jedi. People she believed knew her, understood her and who she could call friends without hesitation. Now, that had changed. She and Rex weren't leading Republic soldiers anymore but rebellious misfits. People from across the Outer Rim who had various reasons for striking back against the galactic government. She was the one of the only people with a connection to the Force, she and Rex were the only ones who really knew what the Jedi were truly like, the good and bad.

Ahsoka supposed she had no one to blame for a lot of that save for herself. She had made her decision and it had both benefitted and cost her much. She had grown to accept that, but it didn't take away the sense of loss. Her departure from the Order was under less than pleasant circumstances, she didn't hold her former Jedi Masters at fault. Was she still disappointed in them? Of course, how couldn't she be? That didn't mean she still didn't think back to them fondly now and then.

But when she did, she always ended up thinking about was what had happened. She thought of Master Plo Koon being shot down by his beloved Wolf Squadron. Luminara dying in Imperial captivity yet kept alive enough to lure Jedi into a trap. The younglings she had trained. . . no, she didn't want to think of that. And Anakin, she really didn't want to think of. Not after what happened at Lothal, after what she sensed, what she was suspecting for some time.

"There's the leader." Rex said, breaking her train of thought.

The command ship was similar to the one she had been on during the Lothal mission before it was lost. Finding pilots to fill it was difficult, but she and Rex had managed to locate a even number willing to take on this dangerous mission. They had mainly looked for people that seemed a bit crazy but competent enough that they wouldn't worry about them going AWOL during a fight.

She said crazy because mostly they were the only people who would probably want this mission. They were thrill seekers, hot shots with something to prove. And that, of course, meant a number of them were oddballs, none more so than one particular group she and Rex had decided to meet personally.

In the middle of the hangar sat a few familiar aircrafts. ARC-170s, both Ahsoka and Rex had seen plenty of these during their years in the Clone Wars. Back then they were some of the best starfighters around, but they were quickly replaced by the cheaper TIEs soon after the war.

These were heavily modified though. In fact, Ahsoka had to guess that all of these starfighters in front of her, Rex and Bato were complete custom jobs. Some of the components looked to have been stripped from other ARCs in order to replace lost or damaged parts and mixed with other ship components. The guns on the wings were of a more modern design, probably packing a bigger punch and faster firing rate. The engines were upgraded as well, capable of faster speeds than the original factory-built ones, no doubt. All in all, the people who repaired these old fighters had invested a lot of time and money into them.

Said person in charge of these fights was standing in front of the trio just a few feet away. He stood over seven feet tall, wearing a flight suit and dark combat boots. He had blue skin, shoulder length black hair that was braided together, pointed ears, yellow eyes and a long blue tail. The Na'vi man turned away from his ARC and threw a brief salute at them as they approached.

"Fulcrum, Captain Rex, Bato," he greeted, shaking hands with the Water Tribesman. "How can I help you?"

"We're just here to make a formal inspection of things, Jake." Ahsoka explained simply.

"Ah, want to be sure you're getting your money's worth, yes?" Jake asked in return. "Well, you don't need to worry, Ms. Tano. The Pandora Raiders is the best rebel gang in the Outer Rim. Just point us at the Imps and you'll be planeside in no time."

The Pandora Raiders had made quite a name for themselves over the years since the Empire conquered the moon of Pandora. They weren't the most infamous or deadliest freelance fighter squadrons out there, but they were considered to be the most brazen by far. They had jumped more Imperial convoys in a few months than most pirates did in years. They were successful at it too, never sticking around in one place for long. They had been using an old Separatists Alliance Cruiser to host their slowly growing fleet of starfighters and bombers. In fact, a lot of their equipment was scavenged old ships that they had ruthlessly upgraded and jury rigged to match against the Empire's TIEs.

Ahsoka had came to them after their cruiser was in the shop after it had gotten into a scrap with a Star Destroyer and had barely gotten away. Repairing their cruiser was part of the contract between them, as well as a hefty sum of credits and upgraded parts. The leader, Jake Sully drove a hard bargain, but Ahsoka needed every experienced pilot she could convince to come on this little endeavor of hers. So really, it was worth the higher price, especially with Jake's track record. Which was impressive, given what he flew in.

"Nearly two hundred and sixty-one kills over the last year," Ahsoka said, recalling Jake's dossier. "I have to say I'm a bit surprised, given your choice of craft."

"It's been a slow year," Jake shrugged. "There would have been more from my second in command, but our motto is to snatch, grab and hyper out before the Imperial can do anything. Besides, TIE pilots aren't exactly expert fighters. They're trained to rely on numbers not skill. And those who are any good are in a flying metal death trap. Makes me think they should have kept the V-Wings around longer, those ships would have been more of a challenge."

Both Ahsoka and Rex looked Jake's starfighter that had his gang's symbol, a red Great Ikran of Pandora, wings spread out, talons stretched to grab something, fangs bared and next to the words Tor'ruk Mak'to.

"Why an ARC-170?" Rex asked. He didn't need to ask about the Ikran. Pandora's dragon like creatures were quite vicious. "It's a rather old model by today's standards."

"Old but effective," Jake argued. "Its design is near perfect for any dogfight. It's swift, turns fast and hits hard. All it needed was some upgrades, specifically the kinds we made where it only needs one pilot. The only problem is finding the right parts to repair them when they get damaged," he admitted.

"Alright, so you like the classics then," Ahsoka stated. "Perhaps you could introduce your squadron now?"

"Sure," Jake shrugged. He turned around and waved for the three to come with him. "They're all over here. Follow me."

Jake had led them around his ARC-170, revealing a small table behind it. Around it was a Na'vi woman with shoulder length hair, a dark red shirt and pants without boots, two late teenage Na'vi, a Na'vi who appeared to be twelve years old and a human boy the same age as Ezra.

Next to them was a Jawa. One rarely sees them off of Tatooine. This particular Jawa had a series of bandoleers stretched over his shoulders, a blaster pistol holstered to his hip and a belt of explosives. The little hooded rodent was certainly loaded, it seemed.

However, what surprised Rex and Ahsoka was the scaly humanoid with a wide head, dreadlock like appendages for hair, sunken eyes, the left side of his face burnt and his eye dead and a missing mandible/tusk among the flexing mandibles around his mouth. A Yautja, otherwise known as a Predator, fighting on their side against the Empire. That was rarer than the Jawa. The Yautja race have never gotten involved in galactic conflicts except attack and hunt those who seemed to be strong fighters on all sides of the conflict for trophies, mainly skulls and spines.

Both the former Jedi and old Clone had to resist the instinct to act defensively. They both have had experience with Yautja, and it wasn't good. Now here was one staring at them and supposedly helping their mission. Well, their interest had skyrocketed. Now they really wanted to hear Jake's story behind this story of his.

"Raiders, meet our employer," Jake stated, introducing the Togruta to the team. "Commander Tano here is paying us in parts and fixing our cruiser. So be on your best behavior kids, and I'm talking to you too, Rico." he points at the Jawa. He turns to Ahsoka. "Commander, this is my son, Mo'at, my gunner. My wife, Neytiri is my wingman and oldest daughter, Kiri is her gunner. That there is Spider, he's also a pilot and my youngest Tuk. They're our go-to dive bombers now and lead the Y-Wing group. The little rat in the hood is Rico, our munitions tech and demolitions expert."

Jake then stepped over to slap the Predator on the shoulder who returned the gesture. "And this is Wolf, my second and our infiltration." Jake declared proudly. "He runs interception duty on bigger targets most of the time. You know his people, always out for bigger prey."

"We do know that much about his people," Ahsoka said, trying not to sound uncomfortable or tense with the scarred Yautja warrior. She didn't do a good job of it.

Wolf just snorted and clicked his mandibles. "I assumed the Rebellion was free for everyone to join." he said in a raspy and guttural voice. "What? Yautja are not allowed to hate the Empire?"

"No, it's just rare to find one that does," Rex replied in a rather cold tone. "Indeed, I had known that your people were neutral. In your point of view," Ahsoka said in the same tone.

Maybe they were being a bit harsh. This Yautja didn't do anything to her and Rex specifically but after being hunted down by a Hunter for their skull and spine, neither of them cared. They weren't really fans of these species. As a Jedi she was taught not to hold grudges and she understood that and didn't want to hold any animosity towards a potential ally but on the other hand, she wasn't a Jedi anymore. She turned to Jake for an explanation of some kind.

"This is a bit of an unorthodox group," Ahsoka said rather bluntly. Jake shrugged. "Way I hear it, that's the same for all Rebels, isn't it?" he asked in response. "What matters is we're good pilots and fighters and we're not big fans of Ol' wrinkle face Palpatine."

"Maybe, but we'd prefer some insight here." Ahsoka said. "How did your family, a Jawa and a Yautja come together?"

Jake frowned a little. "The same way for every other Rebel." he said. "The Empire screwed us. Our homeworld, Pandora may have dangerous wildlife but it has extremely valuable resources. The first time they came, we drove them off because I used to be a Stormtrooper before joining their Avatar Program. I knew their tactics. But the third time, they had sent down a couple of Destroyers. Those that survived were taken as prisoners and sold as slaves. Wolf, well, Wolf used to lead a Clan that worked for the Empire until the stabbed him in the back. . . Literally."

"We had slowly became dogs for the Empire," Wolf said in disgust. "No honor in hunting anyone that break the Empire's laws. We Yautja hunt those that are dangerous. You kill or get killed. Simple as that. That's what a real hunt is. Slowly the Clan lost sight of that and began thinking about the pay, not principles. And to make matters worse, they started to help the Empire get their hands on Xenomorphs. When they got tired of me 'clinging to the old ways'," he makes air quotes, a sign that he had hung around humans to pick up their gestures. "They ambushed me and left me for dead in the forests of Kashyyk with this very knife in my shoulder and my guts bleeding out." He holds up a Yautja knife.

"How did you survive that?" Bato asked. From what he had known, Yautja were enemies of Wookies.

"Wookies," Wolf replied, his lips curling upward as much as they could. "One of their patrols found me half dead and for whatever reason, decided to keep me from dying. And it was a tribe I had hunted in the past. Took me a full month to recover without my first aide kit and I decided to never hunt a Wookie of that tribe again. I helped Jake and his family escape their labor camp and they in turn helped me hunt down my old Clan and the Star Destroyer that harbored a Xenomorph hive. Turned it to space dust. Now. . . I hunt the Empire."

He sounded very sincere about that declaration, no matter how odd it sounded coming from a Yautja that seemed very old. She knew better to assume that everyone from a certain species acted and felt the same, but it was bizarre. Yautja prided themselves as great hunters, their culture revolved around hunting just like Trandoshans. To hear one giving up on hunting a specific species, especially Wookies, was strange.

"You mean you swore off hunting Wookies because they saved you?" Rex asked skeptically. "I don't mean to insinuate Yautja are incapable of honor, but how did you get to that point?"

"I respect my prey, all Yautja should respect their prey. Whether its human or not," Wolf explained. "Every hunt prove costly for Youngbloods, especially Wookies. They are strong and great fighters. Tough to bring down hand to hand. When the Clan started losing their principles, they began to feel that we would have an easier time if we went after the females and young more." He shook his head. "Even suggested to use Xenomorphs on them. Yautja do not hunt like that. We hunt warriors, the most skilled among their tribe, if they are female warriors than it was fair game. A hunt is a challenge. A test to your skills. You don't prove yourself a hunter and warrior by going after those that cannot fight. That's what Yautja believe and I spent many years teaching that the next generation of my tribe and they spat on it."

Ahsoka and the others were almost impressed. "That's almost like a Jedi saying," the Togruta noted. "Not exploiting those weaker than you, I mean."

"It's just simple logic," Wolf elaborated with a shrug. "Real hunters go after big game. Things that are predators themselves. Creatures or beings that can either swallow you whole or rip you apart. The Clan began to care about money from being assassins and slavers, not in challenging themselves or the Code. In the end, the Wookies I hunted for years proved to be better friends than those I called brothers for centuries."

"Wolf is a regular Yautja progressive," Neytiri finally spoke up. "Hunting for the Empire's credits ruins the whole point. Especially when there's still a whole galaxy of vicious monsters out there to kill."

"Besides, the Empire has better weapons, gear and training for the most part," Wolf added, his mandibles clicking as he spoke. "Hunting them can be a far greater challenge compared to Wookies." he shrugs. "It also doesn't hurt that they deserve it either."

That was the closest to a sense of moral high ground from a Yautja Ahsoka and Rex could expect. They both supposed the owed him the benefit of the doubt then. After all, she learned that former enemies can be great allies if given the chance. There was still one member then.

"What about your Jawa friend?" Rex asked. "The Empire bombed his sandcrawler or what?"

"Well, actually," Jake rubbed his neck in a sheepish manner and his wife rolled her eyes. "Rico kind of snuck aboard this Imperial shipment of thermal detonators we hijacked and. . . we got stuck with him."

"Apparently his tribe got tired of his destructive streak." Mo'at explained. "He's pretty obsessed with guns and bombs."

"Regardless, he's a valuable member to the team," Kiri added. Tuk nodded. "Yeah, the upgraded guns on our fighters?" she points to one of the ARCs. "He did all of it. He even modifies our rockets and bombs to be twice effective in battle. Swarm missiles, cluster bombs, he can make anything with the right components."

Spider shrugged. "Guess it comes with being a desert scavenger."

Rico spoke up in his high pitched language at that, saying "Ka-Boom, Ka-Boom," and started laughing. Or giggling. One cannot tell with how the Jawas sound.

"Don't worry, Rico, I'm sure Commander has something really big for us to blow up down at Remnant," Kiri said before walking up to Ahsoka who briefly noticed that the Na'vi teen was ahead taller than her and whispered, "You do have something that needs to explode down at Remnant, right? Because he'll get really snippy at best when we don't make a fireball on a mission or make something blow up at worse."

"We wouldn't have asked for help if we didn't require an extra big explosion of some kind," Ahsoka replied and this got the younger Na'vi to sigh in relief.

With all that said, Rico the Jawa did seem to be unstable, if just a bit. But Ahsoka just cared about whether or not his bombs will be enough to kill a Zillo Beast clone though so she wasn't to argue about having an explosion happy former desert dweller.

Not in this case at least.

Jake suddenly slapped his forehead. "I forgot about Bolts. He's our chief mechanic." he explained. "Runs our pit bots back on the cruiser. Bolts!" he called to one of the ARCs with a Pandora whale like creature and tumbling out of the engine block beneath the chassis of the starfighter was a droid. A Trade Federation Battle Droid, covered in oil and grease, but a Battle Droid nonetheless because Ahsoka and Rex had dismantled several thousands of droids during the Clone Wars.

"I'm almost done with the primary power converter sir," it spoke in that same high-pitched annoying voice the former Jedi and Clone Trooper recognized anywhere. "Sorry about the mess, I got my leg caught in some wiring on the way out."

"Nevermind that right now, Bolts," Jake said dismissively. "Meet Ahsoka Tano and Captain Rex, our employer and her partner."

Bolts clamped over to them and started shaking their hands. "Sir, Ma'am, pleased to meet you." he said in a genuine pleasant tone that Ahsoka never imagined coming from a Battle Droid.

When they pulled their hands away, both Rex and Ahsoka saw that they were covered in grease. Bolts looked, or sounded embarrassed when he noticed. "Whoops, sorry." he said sheepishly. "I forgot. I never have time for a clean up. Ships need fixing.

Ahsoka and Rex just brushed off the oil with their pants. Rex turned to look up at Jake. "Why do you have a Battle Droid as your mechanic?"

"He came with my ship," Jake replied rather succinctly. "Found him lodged in the engine. No clue how he got in there. I repaired him, reprogrammed him and now he fixes up our ships after missions."

"It's a living," Bolts proclaimed. "Better than being shot to pieces by laser fire. Of course every now and then the engine backfires and my motivator gets partially fired."

"Before you ask, no I could not change his voice," Jake said as if expecting that question. "I think the Trade Federation hardwired that voice to be more customer friendly."

Bolts lowered his head sadly. "I'm sorry, sir. I wish I had a cooler voice." he admitted.

"It's okay, Bolts." Mo'at said comfortingly. "Finish up on my ship and start on Spider's Y-Wing when you can."

"Roger, Roger," Bolts gave a thumbs up and clamped away to the starfighter he was working on. Kiri looked back to Ahsoka. "He's a bit of an accident prone but he's really good with engines." she said in the droid's defense.

Truthfully they didn't have a problem. Droids follow their programming. So if Bolts was working for the good guys, fine. She personally just really wished to never hear that annoying voice again.

"Just make sure he gets you ready for the attack, we'll be arriving in the Remnant system soon," Ahsoka said in response. "It'll be your job along with every other pilot here, break through the blockade of Destroyers and get us to the surface."

"We will get through," Neytiri promised, sounding fairly confident. "We can take what the Empire throws at us. I just hope you have a plan to even the odds a bit in our favor."

"I do," Ahsoka assured her. "It's already in motion, don't worry."

At least she hoped it was in motion. If the Ghost crew didn't deal with that Orbital gun soon, then it wouldn't matter how good the Pandora Raiders were. They wouldn't be able to make landfall with the planet shooting back up at them. The whole plan hinged on on the Lothal Rebels. And maybe the Kaiju they had encountered staying away as possible.

The Kingdom of Arendelle

If there's one thing Godzilla wouldn't like to admit, it is the fact that the superheroes he had met in his life have rubbed off on him. In this case, it was Black Widow and Batman's infiltration habits and desire to know every possible threat and outcome. What is he doing? Infiltrating a human city in his human form to find information about the world he is in.

At first he didn't care until about the world until he met a variant of Captain Margret Carter. If there was a female British version of Captain America that meant there could be other variants of superheroes he had known back on Earth. So he went to the public library and stayed when it was closed and looked through the history books. Studying the past can predict the future as Hydra had done back on Earth.

He learned about the 100 year old war ignited by the Fire Nation and manipulated by Salem the Grimm Queen. This along with genocide of the Air Nomads and the extinction of the Fire Nation dragons by Fire Lord Sozin enraged him briefly. It reminded him too much of Thanos and Hitler taken to the extreme. The fact that the war lasted this long was astonishing.

He read about the Creatures of Grimm. Which were the creatures he had encountered shortly after arriving. Apparently, they were black demon like creatures that had been considered to be dangerous and prevented humanity from expanding as Earth did. He supposed that's a reason the Kaiju Girls, especially his female counterpart wasn't at war with humanity in their view. The world had suffered a 100-year war. But to him that was all the more reason to go after humans. Back on Earth, the worse conflicts between nations lasted a few years at most. The Fire Nation wiped out the Air Nomads and the Southern Water benders.

At least humans didn't develop the atomic bomb in this world. But that did confuse him. If the atomic bomb wasn't made, how were these Kaiju Girls made? Most of his Kaiju brethren were created by nuclear radiation. Just how did the Kaiju Girls come to exist? Queen Cesar and Mothra he knew weren't mutants from the variants he had known. Were they natural? If that's the case, it filled more Godzilla with more questions.

He then read about Aura, Semblances and Dust. He didn't think that much of them. It seemed that everyone had the potential to be like the mutants of Earth if they unlocked their Aura. Dust did intrigue him though. Energy powered crystals nicknamed Nature's Wrath. This made him scoff. These humans and Faunus had no idea what Nature's Wrath was really like.

Speaking of Faunus, he did not care. He hated humans equally. Giving them animal parts like ears, claws, tails, scales and tails wasn't going to change his view. He also had no care for the spirits these nations speak of nor of the dragons unless they got in his way.

The last things he read was about the superheroes of this world. From both the Heroes Association and from Vought International. Apparently this world didn't have its own Avengers or a Justice League. It had Captain Carter, a variant of Batman that has been in retirement for a few years, an Iron Man and a Spiderman. He growled at the mention of Homelander. His public origin was that he was an alien that arrived when he was an infant. Well, doesn't that sound familiar. He thought with a frown. He was more glade to have killed Homelander and made a mental note to go after Vought International and its heroes based on the rumors of corruption. He frowned at the classifications for the superheroes. Especially the superhero he had fought was ranked Level B. If that was the case, he should have died when their fight reached one hour. Also why was he named Caped Bald Man and rumored to be a fraud?

He narrowed his eyes upon reading about the Guardians of the Globe, or more specifically Omni-Man. He couldn't explain why but despite reading what sounded like Superman, his instincts told him he was looking at General Zod.

He looked back at Spiderman's page and noticed something important. He stood up from his seat. This world's Peter Parker aka Spiderman died almost a year ago. He growled and scratched the table, leaving noticeable claw marks.

Of all the superheroes Godzilla had gotten to know over the years, Peter Parker was one of the few he had respected the most. The arachnid themed hero reminded him a lot of Junior. And he knew that the young web slinger respected him just as much.

"I got to admit, uh, Mr. Godzilla," he had said when he was caught and brought to the Avengers Mansion. "I'm a bit of a big fan of you. I grew up watching movies about you and my friend Harry collected some action figures of you and other Kaiju." All Godzilla could do in his special cell was blink in confusion and his first word as a human was, "What?"

He turned away after reading what Kingdom Spiderman was buried, Godzilla left the library, not caring if he left evidence via breaking down the front door. The power station in the mountain range he could sense can wait.

Paying respects to a variant of a friend was more important.

The hacked probe droid was doing its new job perfectly. None of the Stormtroopers guarding the base paid it much attention as it spied on them. The images were transmitted back to the Ghost where the whole crew and the Remnantian Rebels watched them with rapt attention with the Autobots. From what they have seen of the base, it was sealed up pretty tight. They all suspected that the Kaiju's continuing rampage was responsible for the increased security.

"They got a lot of Stormtroopers patrolling the area," Kannan observed. "It also looks they've deployed auto-turrets to supplement the turbolasers they have along the perimeter.

"That's not gonna do much if that monster attacks," Zeb noted.

"I wager they're hoping to drive it off rather than kill it at this point," Hera suggested.

"With how things turned out in the Grimm Lands, that's possible." Optimus Prime mused. Leo spoke up. "The turrets shouldn't be our concern. It's the added Stormtrooper presence and the AT-ST they have walking around."

The two-legged Walker was stomping around the perimeter, scanning the entire area. These things were different from the AT-DPs they had encountered back on Lothal. Those things were for smaller scale occupations. AT-STs were more heavily armed and armored, equipped with concussive grenade launchers and missiles. It wasn't going to be easy to get past, not without some decent explosives.

"I could plant a charge on one of the leg struts," Sabine suggested.

"Or one of us could flip it off its legs," Bulkhead, pounding his fist into his palm. "Sounds good to me," Raph stated.

"What about getting to the Orbital gun itself?" April asked. "The control room looks like its the most heavily guarded out of everything in this facility."

Speaking of the weapon, it was a three barreled gun attached to a large platform that could pivot in several directions for aim adjustments. The weapon itself was lodged into the side of the larger building that made up the complex surrounding the gun. Two large struts on either side dug into the ground beneath the gun, keeping it steady and no doubt reducing recoil. It was an impressive looking weapon, almost as large as an eight-story building. Any ship that went up against it wouldn't last long.

The probe could see into the gun's control room using its different scanner settings, revealing a number of security checkpoints with auto-turrets and Stormtroopers guarding the approach. The hallway they occupied probably housed the servers and computing systems required to properly aim and fire the weapon.

"All in all, there were about thirty Stormtroopers guarding the complex, inside and out, not counting the AT-ST." stated Hakoda. "Add in with the Elemental Benders, Decepticons, Huntsmen and Huntresses as well as Captain Carter."

"The turbolasers out in front make a frontal attack inadvisable," Sienna added. "But there is one weakness."

She points to the holo image. "Near the back of the complex. Looks like a maintenance hatch." Her finger hovered around what seemed to be a hatch on one of the buildings at the back of the main complex. It was still behind a wall they'd need to get over but the hatch could get them inside without having to fight their way though the Troopers outside.

"They must use it to get inside the gun's capacitor systems for fine tuning," Donnie reasoned.

"If we could work our way inside, we could work our way up to the main floor and the control room," Hera stated.

"That still leaves us with a lot of Bucketheads to fight through," Zeb warned. "We need to even the odds a bit.

"What if we turned their defense against them?" Jack asked suddenly, an epiphany evidently striking him. "Could we slice the auto-turrets' targeting systems and turn them on the Troopers?"

"It's possible," Optimus concluded, rubbing his chin in thought. "Your droid, Chopper should be able hack in." Kannan added. "But we need to find a terminal with access to the auto-turrets."

"That still leaves the Troopers outside though," Sabine warned. "Once they realize something is wrong they'll storm the building to take it back."

"Then we need to keep them out in the open," Adam reasoned. "I can get on the roof, turn one of the turrets they put up there against them and keep them away from the main entrance."

"If you can clear the area of gunners, we'll provide support," Optimus suggested. "But some soldiers are going to get back inside, so be ready for that."

This wasn't going to be an easy mission to pull off. They were going to be alone on this one, no Kaiju was going to help them avoid getting spotted. And there was a chance that the Imperials could warn the rest of the Empire that they were here once the attack started.

"Our main focus is getting the control of the main building and with it, the control of the Orbital gun," Kannan told them. "We need to hold that position and clear out what's left of the Stormtroopers around it. We're going to divide their attention as much as we can. They have numbers on their side, so we have to take that away from them."

The teams nodded in response before Ezra shot back to the holo image. "Hey look, something is coming into frame," he informed the others. "Get the probe to focus on it."

Hera hit a few buttons on her terminal and had the probe reposition. It had spotted a Imperial shuttle coming in for a landing in the courtyard. The doors opened and out stepped more Stormtroopers. But these they didn't look like regular Bucketheads. One group had red armor and the other had blue armor and one was painted black, all with matching orange visors that looked more like biker visors.

"I got a bade feeling about those guys," Sabine noted aloud.

"Those are the Reds and Blues," Adam said with a frown. "The Empires first batch of Remnantian Stormtroopers."

"Just what we need, Imperial Special Forces," Sienna stated in annoyance. "Why are they here?"

"The Kaiju's attacks must've spooked the Empire worse than we thought," Hera determined. "They're not taking half-measures anymore. They're escalating, using every advantage they have to keep the big lizard away."

"Chances are these guys aren't the only ones out there." Arcee declared.

"This changes nothing," Kannan stated firmly. "Special forces or not, we're heading in when it gets dark. We just need to adjust our plan to be ready for them. They still think the biggest problem they have is that Kaiju. We're going show them how wrong they are."

Atlas

Winter entered Dr. Serizawa's room, spotting the Kaiju scientist hard at work at his holo besides Shockwave. On both of their tables were the images of Alpha Predator One as well as relevant data. In between them both, on a small examination slab, was the scale of Alpha Predator One and a piece of its metal armor they had received the day prior. Apparently both scientists had been hard at work trying to decipher what information they could from the samples. If the amount of data on their screens were any indication, it was quite a bit.

"Serizawa, Shockwave," she said aloud, grabbing the other human's attention. The Decepticon scientist remained focused on his work. "I thought you should know. Lord Vader has decided throw us some reinforcements. 501st Jumptroopers and General Ironwood has sent the Reds and Blues, some of Atlas's best soldiers. They're equipped with heavy weapons. Arc Casters, high explosive launchers, rotary blasters, rockets, you name it they have it. They're sent out to critical positions close to where Alpha Predator One has been seen. We've reached out to the Targaryen House and the Viking Dragon Riders. They'll more than likely be engaging him again soon. Hopefully they'll be more effective against him."

"It never hurts to be optimistic, I suppose," Serizawa shrugged.

"After what happened in the Grimm Lands, it is only logical to think it will not be easy," Shockwave said in monotone.

"I understand your concerns, Shockwave." Winter said to the Decepticon. "General Ironwood and Lord Megatron are hoping that the two of you have made some headway in your research. Brute strength won't defeat this creature, we know that know. We need to outsmart it instead. Have you learned anything from the scale and metal shard?"

"Well, despite the Kaiju's ability to turn into human or similar to the Kaiju Girls," Serizawa began. "His DNA is not close to human compared to the Kaiju Girls. He seems to be more reptilian in nature."

"It will take more time to be fully analyzed." Shockwave stated. "However, we have been able to make a number interesting discoveries. The first of which is that the shard is a mixture of Vibranium and another metal alloy that seems to be just as strong known as adamantium. The scale itself is radioactive, to a slight degree. It is logical to assume that Alpha Predator One is the same."

"That's not too much of a surprise," Winter replied. "All Kaiju Girls are radioactive themselves."

"Yes, but this is different," Serizawa replied. "The radiation is like nothing on record with no evidence of Aura around it. And it's not as if the scale is covered in radiation, it seems to be resonating with it. Like it is generating it."

The picture of the Kaiju was replaced by images Winter could assume was its cells in various conditions in states.

"I have tried to stimulate potential damage to cells through a number of tests," Shockwave explained robotically. "Extreme heat, cold, electric impulses, acids, toxins, poisons, even tested the sample to a variety of different blades."

"Very thorough, Shockwave," Winter nodded. "As you can see, this sample was damaged the most by electricity," Shockwave continued, pointing to one image.

"But, not long after we had recorded these images," Serizawa spoke again. "Something disturbing occurred." He then changed the image of the same sample. Winter's eyes widened in astonishment.

"They don't look like they've been touched," Winter stated. She turns to them. "How long did it take?"

"Only a few minutes," Shockwave replied. "The shock damage to the sample took the longest at five. This was on a small scale, not the creature as a whole. However, this means that Alpha Predator One has potentially a tremendous healing factor. Logically, this explains its ability to brush off the majority of the weapons and Elemental attacks."

"We should have realized this sooner," Winter reasoned. "Many reptiles have the ability to regrow their limbs. Even Reptilian Faunus can do that from I have heard. But I have never heard of them regenerating this fast. It's remarkable. . .and disturbing to say the least."

No wonder they didn't seem to be making much headway. This Kaiju could recover relatively quickly from anything thrown at it. If they wanted to actually kill this thing, they'd have to keep firing until it stopped moving altogether. Something that would be difficult since it would demolishing their forces at the same time.

"That still doesn't explain how it's able to survive some of our most powerful weapons systems," Winter noted. "Is its hide really that thick?"

"Hide, skeletal structure, the scales, it's all practically built like armor." Serizawa listed off. "It's similar to the Zillo-Beast actually. Energy weapons burn more than anything and the tests show the male Kaiju is highly resistant to extreme heat of any kind. You want to put it down, you need to get past its armor altogether. Otherwise you're nothing more than a wasp stinging an alligator to it."

"At least we know electricity can hurt it considerably," Winter considered. "Other than the mouth and eyes though, I can't think of any real weak points in that armor of his.

"I can," Shockwave declared. He switched his holo image back to the picture of Alpha Predator One. He highlighted a section of its lower waist near its tail. "Creatures of this immense size need a secondary brain in order to properly function its lower half. Again, similar to the Zillo Beast. If we destroy that, in theory, we can paralyze the Kaiju and make it an easy target. The only problem are the dorsal fins acting as extra armor and there is a possibility of a layer of bone protecting it. The soldiers would need something of high yield to break through it."

"I see. Any other points of weakness?" Winter asked. "Under the arms, near the shoulders," Dr. Serizawa suggested. "If it had the same layer of armor on its back there, it wouldn't be able to smash and punch things like it does so effectively. I doubt shooting there will kill it though. At this point, the best we can hope is that we can drive it off."

Winter couldn't help but agree. They were going to need something a lot bigger to kill this thing, but they could injure it at least. Wound it even. That much was clear. If they could hurt enough, maybe it will decide this little rampage wasn't worth the effort. Animals didn't regularly pick fights unless they felt threatened. Then again. nothing about this animal seemed regular.

"I'll be sure to send your reports to the front as soon as possible," Winter stated. "They'll need to know every detail they can if they have any hope of stopping this thing." She turns to leave. "As always, doctors, your works prove to be invaluable."

Serizawa sighed as she left. "I understand that you are reluctant to use your research to fight a Kaiju," Shockwave stated. "But even you must have realized that a Kaiju was going to awaken and be hostile to humans and Faunus."

"I suppose so," Serizawa stated. "I just don't understand why. Why would a Kaiju attack the humans shortly after awakening?"

"Perhaps Homelander killed its offspring," Shockwave mused. "The Kaiju was really enraged that the superhero shot the young Kaiju Girls."

"I have doubts of that." Serizawa replied. "Homelander may have done dark deeds, but even he never interacted with the Kaiju Girls unless it was a publicity stunt for Vought."

He looked to the image of the male Godzilla. Shockwave was right about something though. It did seem the Kaiju was enraged about something, the Kaiju Girls said the same, but what? What made this Kaiju so angry at humans?

And that's a wrap.

Junior and her siblings tell their mother about the male Kaiju acting friendly and protective towards them. Queen Ghidorah and her fellow Kaiju have been watching the male Kaiju fight against the Empire and continue to be impressed.

Ahsoka and Rex meet the Pandora Raiders. And yes, it is the Sully family from the Avatar movies, post-The Way of Water, with a Jawa with a obsession of exploding things and an Yautja from the movie Aliens vs Predator: Requiem.

Godzilla reads books from the library to learn more about the world he is in. He has learned about Aura, Semblances, the 100 year war, Creatures of Grimm and the superheroes.

And yes, Remnant has not discovered/invented the atomic bomb. They're are powered more by Dust.

The Rebels spy on the base where the Orbital Gun is and see more reinforcements arriving.

Dr. Serizawa and Shockwave tell Winter their findings regarding the scale from Alpha Predator One. 1) Radioactive scale 2) Tremendous healing factor and he has no Aura 3) Potential Weakness being the Kaiju's secondary brain.

Next will be Round 2 of Godzilla and the Empire. Will it turn out any different than before?

No probably not.

See you next time.

Take care.

GojiraRWBYSW18 out.

Peace.