Kaiju Uprising: Chapter 25

Chapter 25:
Spirit Godzilla

He’d been sleeping for years now, and really saw no reason to wake up. The one he’d fought with and against was dead, laying next to him in an eternal slumber. He’d come very close himself to joining his companion. He was badly hurt when he’d plunged into the cold waters. But years of hibernation and regeneration had healed all his wounds, and he was once again in perfect health.

He was also at peace. Why bother disturbing that peace? Yet, there was a sound, a voice calling him. Familiar, it beckoned him to leave his deep sleep. It called out to him to join it once again.

Yes…it was his companion! The one he’d been with many years ago, it wasn’t dead! Excitedly, Godzilla began to stir, pulling himself out of the deep unconsciousness that he’d resided in for over a decade. His eyes opened, and he looked around. He saw the body of his former ally, still lying motionless…dead. His mind had tricked him. He’d wanted his old friend to be alive so badly, that he’d tricked himself into believing he was calling out to him.

No…wait…he still hears the voice…the calling…it hasn’t gone away. Turning toward the source of the call, Godzilla walks across the seabed, curious as to what has awoken him. He travels for some time, and the voice in his head gets stronger as he closes in on whatever is calling out to him. Finally, he sees it. But it’s not one of his kind, that’s for sure. It’s round with one eye, and has many tentacles coming out of it. No legs or arms, or even a head. This thing tricked him, and it’s going to pay!

Even underwater, Godzilla’s roar is epic, chasing away any and all sea life, leaving only him and the creature. A low growl escapes his throat, and is followed by the tell-tale sign of his dorsal plates glowing blue, the very water around them boiling and evaporating within seconds.

Godzilla’s mouth opens and a stream of pure destructive energy cascades out, streaming towards his enemy, and ripping through its body, heading downwards and tearing the ground the beast stood upon asunder. The strange thing wailed as Godzilla assaulted it. And its wails seemed…familiar.

Godzilla cocked his head curiously as the thing regained its footing…or tentacling, as the case may be. It let out a roar, and instantly, Godzilla recognized it. It was much like his own, but deeper, and it was like the roar of his companion….was this it? Was this…thing what had called out to him? It wasn’t attacking back, perhaps it was an ally.

Cautiously, Godzilla stepped closer to the strange creature, calling out a greeting, to which it responded in kind.

Yes! This was his companion. It had to be. Godzilla moved in closer, and called out another greeting, and was again called back to. But then, his old friend did something odd. It lashed out with the tentacles adorning it, wrapping Godzilla up with them. Godzilla struggled for a moment, but before he could really do anything, he felt an odd surge through his body. And as soon as he did, he felt more voices, but not like his companions. And there were so many! Hundreds of them, thousands!

Godzilla felt his own consciousness being suffocated and drowned out. His mind was overwhelmed, and shut down.

As soon as he sensed his successor was sufficiently subdued, Godzilla ’54 released his grip. He’d flooded Godzilla’s body with the spirits that the Soul Eater had been carrying around with it. And now, he could control his successor.

He watched, pleased as the changes to Godzilla took place. His body began adapting to the many souls that now inhabited it, causing him to grow. His muscles bulged out far more then previous, his fangs curved inward more, and an entirely new row sprung forth. The dorsal plates on his back grew as well, and another two rows on either side sprung from within him as well.

As a final, somewhat dramatic touch, Godzilla’s eyes went completely white, reflecting the fact that he no longer had any real free will of his own.

Godzilla 54’s new puppet growled lightly, and looked at him. He started swimming Eastward, and his successor followed. Good. Japan had already felt his wrath, he now wished to turn his attention to the other major kaiju hotspot from long ago.

America.