Godzilla E-war: The Return

[C S]

Spinnerax eyed the monster as it fled, his features unchanging despite its great suffering. "You will not have the chance to escape again. You'd best learn from this" the wasp said with an electronic drone that became a distorted warbling. He knew that the crimson bat heard him with its heightened hearing. The guardian made sure that the first time his foe heard his voice, it was something it would regard forever more with fear.

For now, the wasp worked on reactivating his offline systems, including his audio sensors.

[Godzilla Forever]

The bat simply kept flying, ignoring the monster for now. He held no animocity; the intergalactic ravager was nothing more than an animal anyways. The creature knew the wounds would take a long tiem to heal, and he would need to be careful from now on; if he is attacked again, or if he gets reckless onthe hunt, it may be the last thing the crimson beast will ever to again...

[C S]

It was only when Bagorah was out of sight did Spinnerax leave the damaged city, beating his wings faster and faster to climb high into the sky before firing his vectors. He left the scene the same way as he arrived, with a blinding flash of light and the earsplitting explosions of sonic booms. Within a matter of minutes, the cyborg was in space, establishing orbit...

[The Kingpin]

Meanwhile, Horus began to descend into the the lower atmosphere, approaching the island, deciding to investigate more thoroughly to find out what he was dealing with. As he descended towards the island, the heat of entry began to heat up the beast's massive body, the leading edge of his wings along with his head shimmering golden white with the heat, the roar of the Dragon's massive jet engines audible for miles...

[Giratina93]

As Bagan was finally laying down to rest, he could hear the engines roar from wher ehe was. A snarl formed in his mouth. "Horus..." The once-worshiped deity growled in distaste. Of all the times for him to arrive... had he been in better condition, he would have dealth with him right here and now, but as he was, Bagan was far too injured to fight, and so, could only turn around, lie down, and went to rest, one eye open just incase Horus did anything fishy...

A few thousand miles to the south, on the island of Tahiti, a young man looked around nervously, befroe he entered into the mouth of a massive cave. He had a metting to attend to, one that he had to make sure no one else knew about....

[Godzilla Forever]

Infernus was fast asleep in his volcano realm. He paid no heed to the descending sun dragon's approach. The beast's wounds slowly began to heal, peice by peice... eventually, he'll be back in tip top shape.

[dinoman666]

The traffic in the vacuum of space seemed to be increasing, as was obvious by the next arrival: a draconic beast, wyvern-like in appearance, sailed through the cold blackness on silent wings, making a casual run for Earth. The creature made no attempt to conceal its presence, more focused on finding the source of food it had detected. This planet was ripe with the dragon's preferred food, that much was obvious...

[The Kingpin]

Horus hovered over one of the large grey patches on the island, landing with an earth shaking thump, black dust being kicked up all around him as his sensors scanned the surroundings, identifying the energy signatures of two beasts, subjects 156 and 162; Infernus and Bagan respectively. They were dimmer than usual, hinting that they were in no state to fight. Thus, he could investigate in peace. glancing around at the damage, the sheer...deadness of everything within the black patch, brought back memories from a time he wished he could forget. He watched the petrified trees on the edge of the dead patch, gradually disintegrating, everything closer to the center of the black scar reduced to dust. drained of life. a low snarl came from the Sentinel as he remembered the last creature to use such a devastating ability. Damaar...

[Spiketopus ಠ,ಠ]

(OOC: Oh c'mon boyz and gurlz, you can't let that thing die like that.)

A thunder-sounding tremor reverberated throughout the area as a large object struck the island. Dense black smoke escaped the damaged object. It was not a satellite, but some sort of probe; a tank countaining an apparently unwanted thing. Within the force of the impact, the object fissured - blood seeped from the gap. Whatever was inside, if it was a living being, would be obviously dead.

But it was not.

The blood forming a large puddle on the ground was that of a supernatural being. The beast's strength was slowly returning; soon, the puddle started to swirl as a dragon-like creature emerged, absorbing the blood as it took its real shape. The demonic-looking behemoth let out a blood-curdling roar towards the heavens, visibly enraged when she remembered what happened before she got thrown up in outer space like she was trash. She would have her revenge one day, oh yes, she swore that. These Mehrksis would pay nothing to wait. But now she had to concentrate on the present.

Kasai Yogan observed her surroundings, unsure of where she was. She wasn't on her homeplanet anymore, it was obvious. The hemokinetic dragon began to wander; her breathing sounded like deep growling. Maybe there were other monsters than her around...?

[Godzilla Forever]

A majestic dragon of the north, Kori Kahn, soared across the heavens. His frosty pinions beat, creating large drafts of frosty wind, as the ice dragon descended down over the ocean. He watched as fish swam beneath the glistening sea, and both whale and dolphin skipped and breached the mighty sea surface. A smile stretched across the frost dragon's face. The world never failed to both amaze and pacify him. It always found something new to show him and astoudn the ancient Lord of the North.

The dragon beat his wings ocne more, soaring higher into the skies, as he let out a mighty roar, startling humans on a nearby fishing boat as he passed overhead....

[C S]

The guardian wasp, perched on the edge of space observed the planet's newest arrival. Lines of alien symbols ran through his cybernetic gaze as he added the creature to his extensive data reserve. He was able to record energy signatures from the probe as it hurtled from external space and faint, inconclusive bio-signs. Upon his further investigation, Spinnerax confirmed there was yet another monster on the planet. With his fellow protector off elsewhere, the celestial wasp decided to monitor the creature in addition to skimming the world's public communications to keep track of assaults on population centers. If it proved hostile as he suspected it was, it would be just another to receive his "warning"

[The Kingpin]

The Sentinel scanned the surroundings at the location of the conflict, searching for clues as to what this new threat could have been. It couldn't have possibly been Damaar. his home planet had died along with him. It had been destroyed. He had watched it happen. Looking up at the sky, the Dragon's wings spreading widely as his jets roared to life, the cyborg leaping, taking to the air as the secondary thrusters kicked in, afterburners firing shortly afterwards as the Dragon rocketed up into the atmosphere, a trail of smoke in his wake, gone as quickly as he had come. He needed a better vantage point and better manipulation of his vantage point than a satellite would allow...


Damaar meanwhile, was already swimming towards the nearest significant life force...Another monster that occupied this feeble world...

[Giratina93]

The young man moved down further and further into the cave, where he could now hear what sounded like breathing, only much, much louder. He paused, curious and frightened, but he couldn't turn back. He moved on, moving past a sign that said to not come in further, and that the area was currently off-limits. He had put the sign there, so he just continued on down deeper, as the air grew warmer....

With Horus gone, Bagan closed his eye and drifted off to sleep... He needed to regenerate his wounds, and he was exhausted...

[slashmaster101]

Off the western coast of Africa, a small island which was really just a barren rock was populated by thousands of sea lions and this made it a favorite hunting ground for white sharks and killer whales but now it was a favorite hunting ground for something much larger and dangerous

[The Kingpin]

On a small island beyond the west coast of the United States, an abomination walked across the volcanic rock. It's appearance resembled something between a lobster and a shark, jagged claws hanging at it's sides as it's large, flexible armoured tail swayed right and left with each inarticulate stride of it's four chitinous legs. Its head was shark-like, complete with extendable jaws, with a notable difference; 2 sets of large, jagged mandibles snapped loudly every time they closed, the beast seemingly using it to attract the attention of other creatures in it's perimeter. molten stone spilled from it's jaws as it released a spluttering hiss, it's glowing eyes scanning the surroundings. this island had been there less than a month; the product of it's rise from the thin crust beneath the Pacific. It had turned this rock into it's home, and guarded it fiercely. There were already a notable number of corpses littering the stony shores of the island; the remains of invaders that could not hold up to the crustacean's onslaught...


That is...until Damaar found it.


A gurgling growl reverberated through the very stone the beast jealously patrolled, causing it to glance around in search of the source. A blackish cloud of dust had begun to build over the corpse of one of the larger of the crustacean's fallen opponents, it's scaly hide visibly worn and degraded, some scales falling loose from their roots on it's hide, sliding a few feet down it's hide before hitting a surface and dissolving to dust, contributing to the cloud of decay swirling in the air. The chitinous beast hissed angrily, knowing it was looking right at it's opponent through the cloud, its assumption proving correct as a set of 7 blazing red, malevolent eyes glared back through the cloud, the gurgling growl turning into a piercing screech, Damaar's jaws flaring white through the darkness. The Crustacean screeched as a beam of molten rock was fired right at the demonic monstrosity, carving a path through the cloud and colliding with Damaar's shield, the Warlord releasing a chilling, gurgling laugh as light began to glow through the overlapping plates of his armour, absorbing the energy entirely as he began to stride forward, each step increasing the monstrosity's speed, until it was a flat out charge, the Crustacean bringing up it's clawed arms to strike the smaller monster, only to be rammed right off it's feat, Damaar's glowing shield colliding with the creature's clawed arms and sweeping them aside with a loud crunch, the momentum of the charge blowing it off it's feat and sending it tumbling away, the Warlord snarling lowly as his limbs were brought to bear, massive talons arcing over his shoulders and to his sides, prepared to tear his newest victim apart...




Meanwhile, in the southern Atlantic, not far from the southernmost tip of the African continent, DHARMA was hard at work. a large base there was preparing their latest weapon; a retaliation against Horus' rampage. A total of 537 men and women had lost their lives to his vengeful onslaught when he escaped, and the organisation had lost almost all communication between it's various facilities, effectively isolating the leadership from their subordinates across the planet.

They were not defeated yet. Not by a long shot.

a massive hanger, easily a couple of kilometres across, had been home to one of the recent visitors to Earth for the last week, where the most advanced machinery in their possession worked non stop to equip Primarch-2; their newest primary weapon. Its purpose: to bring down Horus and retrieve him for complete mechanisation. the massive hanger was lined with floodlights, casting light on the various mechs and inactive cyborgs filling the chamber. Amidst the numerous weapons stood Mecha King Ghidorah. the Space Dragon's golden scales shimmered in the light of the hanger, the notable space titanium components covering its body compensating for the damage inflicted on the beast by Spinnerax. The wings had been completely replaced, two large dull red formations in the place of the golden membranes that had once occupied that area, the wings doubling as solar panels. the torso had now been totally encased in space titanium, the greyish silver armour shimmering dimly in the light of the Hanger. the central head, blown off in the fight with Spinnerax, had been replaced with a mechanical one, and armed with an impressive weapon; one of many that formed the former invader's arsenal.

"Primarch-2 clear for deployment. Initiate power-up sequence" came the order from the base's high command. Today would be the cyborg dragon's test. If successful, it would prove that they could successfully control the weapon under stress...


What they didn't know however, was that Horus was watching...

[dinoman666]

As the order was given, energy was pumped directly into dormant cyborg's new form, a low hum steadily increasing in pitch as it did so. The creature's monolithic form didn't stir, but only for a few moments. Soon enough, the mechanical head of Mecha-King Ghidorah snapped to life, lifting up from its former stooped position to scan its surroundings like a giant sentry. The head's eyes glowed with a fearsome purple sheen, devoid of emotion, and its neck was only marginally less fluid in motion than the original's. As it absorbed the visual information of the hangar like a sponge, it tested its two "limbs:" the dragon's side heads. Letting out rattling hisses, the heads swayed back and forth, staring around the hangar as well and giving anything interesting a good hard glare. As its organic/mechanical hybrid brain began to quickly wind up, the cyborg began shifting a bit more, nudging other mechs and robotic parts away from it. Finally, it unleashed a mechanized screech from its middle head, briefly flashing the weapon system stored within its metallic maw. It had a job to do, and it was eager to do it...

[Giratina93]

Eventually, the young man stopped. He had now gone as far down as he could, and here, the only light came from a hole beneath his feet, one that extended down to where a massive magma chamberay, th elight comnig from the lava bubbling around. It was also uncomftorably hot, and the rivers of sweat dripping down his face showed it. "Hey, there you are!" A voice called out to him from the other side of the end cavern. He squinted through the darkness, and saw two other men, about his age, sitting down on the ground. "Did you bring the goods with you?" They asked him, and in response, he came over to them, threw down his backpack, and opened it up. Inside, was numerous precious rubies, sapphires, and emerald, glittering in the faint light produced by the magma chamber. "Oh yes... ooh yes! Boy, you did great. Those poor fools at the jewlery store put you in charge of the rare crystals, and now we got em! We're gonna make a fortune with these!" Was what they said, as they grabbed at the jewels...

But as they were dividing up the spoils, the ground began to quake, the light beneath them flared up, and an alien sound blasted up out of the ground. Their shock turned to fear as the ground beneath them caved away, and they fell downward, and as they saw a black ominous shape rise up from the magma chamber right for them, they prayed that, whatever afterlife they were going to, that their gems would be with them there...

[The Kingpin]

The Crustacean rolled to it's feet with a chittering hiss as it slammed it's claws together with a deafening bang, beginning to circle around Damaar, the Warlord maintaining stance, keeping the shield facing the beast the whole time. the creature suddenly lunged forward, jaws spread wide as it went for Damaar legs, seeing no other target. It was a move it would swiftly regret. The moment it was within reach, Damaar swung the shield into the beast, knocking it off course, simultaneously digging his massive talons into it, the vicious weapons plunging right through its thick carapace and pinning it down as he put a foot over it's head, keeping it in place. the creature screeched and flailed as Damaar nailed down it's claws with two of his talons while the others dug through its back, the Warlord swiftly and mercilessly draining the now helpless creature as it lay writhing on the ground, desperate to escape...

Above the Cyborg Dragon, a large blast door slid open, paving the way for the Ghidorah's departure. "Target location: South Atlantic. Target: Subject 098. Course of Action: Subdue/Destroy" came the orders through the Cyborg Dragon's HUD, a 3D model of a creature that resembled a cross between a bat, a shark and a lion, a marker showing it's specific location on a map in one corner of it's HUD...

[Godzilla Forever]

Off in the distance, far from the clashing titans on the island, a white shape could be seen flying towards them over the horizon. The great platinum beast soared over the ocean, taking in the sublime sights he could and overall enjoying the sun warming his hide (ironically enough). The great ice dragon's wings beat a couple of tiems to carry him higher into the sky, the dragon's dark colored eyes locking on the strip of land far off from his current location. Kori Kahn, the Lord of the North, growled low, hesitant to approach the island in fear of beign attacked, like when he approached a similar island. Nonetheless, the frost dragon continued his fight towards the island, curiousity getting the best of him...

Infernus finally awoke from his slumber, bubbles of magma signalling his revival. The fiery beast was ready to go and explore the world once more... now that he had found a deeper purpose than to just cuase wanton destruction: Kill that mechanical nightmare!

The kryll hive machien soon began to collect more resources, sweeping the amazon rainforest like a raincloud from hell. Nothing that entered the designated harvesting zone would survive, and, if given the chance, these mindless eating machiens would inevitably devour all of their resources and begin to travel elsewhere.

Though many had already begun the journey to other places, as many workers and soldiers had begun to fly over the seas, heading towards Africa and the Southern US...

[dinoman666]

Mecha-King Ghidorah looked up as the blast doors opened. With another mechanical screech, the cyborg's jets flared to life, steadily lifting the beast up into the air, through the hangar ceiling. His ascent was slow and methodical, but as soon as Ghidorah had cleared the doors and realigned himself, he shot forward, heading straight for his destination. Having a measure of free will in how to execute his attacks, destruction was the preferable option in Ghidorah's DNA computer brain, though he wasn't quite sure why. No matter. It wasn't his place to question. He had one job, and he would perform it with extreme prejudice...

As he neared his target destination, Mecha-King Ghidorah began a more active scan of his surroundings. He needed to make sure his quarry wasn't hiding underwater, where he was not properly equipped to deal with it...