Fallen World: Wrath of Shin Godzilla

Tremors of the New God

Artur Beach, Vladivostok – October 31, 2017

The tooting blare of sirens rang throughout Vladivostok. Its denizens flooded the streets and intersections, trampling over each other just to escape. The bay rattled with constant explosions, fire encompassing all within its path. Windows shattered from the immense force detonating while people's screams were drowned out, blood flowing from their ears. For an hour the barrage lasted until a purple light engulfed the Russian military, navy and air force. A new inferno engulfed the edges of the bay where the military forces once stood, a blaze unable to hide the insidious organism which made landfall on Vladivostok's shores and the UFO hovering just above it.

The mutation towered over all as it stood upon the city's peninsula. Immobile, yellow eyes scanned the fiery landscape as the mutation turned its head to gaze upon its destruction. It remembered the constructs of man and the machines they used. How their weapons were useless against its impenetrable hide. The city in front of him would be the first of many to fall. His rule was absolute and he would finally judge mankind for their sins. Humanity only needed time to comprehend its superiority.

Shin Orga took a step upon the world, shaking the very city with its challenge as the dominator of all. As a tremor shook the mutation, the beast stopped in its tracks. Shin's head gradually turned, glancing toward a reflective object in the distance.

Yellow sparks cascaded from the shattered UFO while smoke billowed from the impact crater. Two scythe like arms retracted from the crippled alien construct, allowing the ship's controller to discover the vessel's destroyer. With a flap of its wings, the M.U.T.O. lunged atop a nearby skyscraper; a parasite testing the patience of mankind's executioner.

The Male's wings flexed, its scythe like appendages slammed against the building it rested upon and the M.U.T.O. echoed a war cry to the abomination, which noticed its existence. Did the mutation think it would escape? Did it think he would allow it to live for killing the only other of its kind? For the last two days, the Male tracked its movements, waiting for the mutation to finally exit from the ocean's depths to face him. Even if it stood as tall at the Alpha, it would be slain; there was no other option for the mutation.

The Male rocketed forward, destroying the building he rested upon from the shockwaves, and flew toward Shin Orga. The parasite stayed low, a sonic trail rattling the streets below him as it prepared to assault the abomination. Yet as he approached, Shin Orga remained still. Its body unflinching even as the parasite spun and slammed its two feet into the mutation.

The Male spun atop the mutation, grabbing ahold of its spines and using them to pelt the backside of Shin Orga with its scythe like appendages. A dozen strikes struck the abomination's neck, each with all the force the Male could muster, but as the M.U.T.O. took a moment to catch its breath, it found no wounds from its assault. The parasite looked up in surprise merely to discover a singular eye staring at him, unfazed by the winged creature's attack.

The Male let loose an irritated screech and thrusted his right arm toward Shin Orga's eye. As the appendage reached inches in front of the unmoving nerve, Shin Orga's tail slammed the parasite into the earth beside him. A wall of earth skyrocketed upward, shrouding the Male for a few moments until it burst forth once more with fury. Shin Orga's oversized claws collided with the parasite, backhanding the creature through a series of man-made structures. The male's movement ended as its body struck the sides of an orthodox church, its bell falling and striking the head of the parasite.

A daze overtook the M.U.T.O., its body pulsating with agony, but to its own surprise, the parasite forced itself to its stand. A war cry echoed from its maw, a testament to the Male's unrelenting drive against the abomination before it.

Shin Orga's eyes remained unchanged from the act. No matter how persistent, an insect could not harm him, not in his perfected state. Why it would not accept this, Shin Orga could not understand. But maybe it would recognize its futility with a demonstration.

A bright, purplish glow overtook the crimson hue of Shin Orga. Its body hunched over, its maw parting to prepare for the energy that would soon discharge from its form while his shoulder sparked with power. Energy swirled within the opening of Shin Orga's hump, entrancing the M.U.T.O. for a brief moment. From Shin Orga's unhinged maw, a fleshy, bulbous protrusion emerged. Then the second mouth, unfurling like a blossoming flower and tipped with feelers, unleashed a shockwave burst of gas from Shin Orga's jaws.

The exhaust encompassed all, overtaking every man-made structure within the city's limits. The black gas infiltrated the underground tunnels, homes, and lungs of all stragglers within the city. The Male at first stood strong against the gas, flapping its wings to steady itself, but soon its own lungs were filling with the substance. The parasite took the air, halting its ascendance a hundred meters above the gas until Shin Orga fired its shoulder canon where the parasite once resided.

As the ball of concussive, atomic energy struck the ground, the gas instantly burst hundreds of meters into the sky. A grand purple light glowed within the uplifted substance before the smoke burst into an inferno. Waves of fire reaching hundreds of meters in height burst forth in every direction, easily overtaking the M.U.T.O. The blaze vaporized all within its path, even overcoming Shin Orga for a few moments in its destructive output. When the waves of fire fell upon the earth, small fires surged around Shin Orga as he scanned the purified landscape. Nothing remained, as expected...

A sudden cold surge from his toes prompted the hybrid to look downward to discover water, dozens of meters high, flowing from behind him. The fires he created just moments ago were rapidly extinguished, darkening the landscape. As a tremor shook Shin Orga, the abomination turned its head to the left. Its eye focused on Godzilla who now stood before him ready to engage in combat.