This is my third time to start writing this story in 4 years. Maybe third time is the charm. First time, I had about 7 episodes down to a knack, but a virus wiped it.

Second time, I lost interest.

Third time is this time. If I receive enough reviews, interest will probably not be lost, and rather, will thrive. I know that this has become a mostly over-used story idea, but I like it. A lot. Sci-Fi/Supernatural is easily the genre, with adventure/action being third and romance taking a big backdrop to fourth.

Credit to inspiring this story goes to Atari *It's about time for another Godzilla game, this time with Gigan's doubled bladed chainsaws and Biollante's rose form*, Zillah91 *You are my Idol of Godzilla Fan-fiction writing!*, Kendell *Keep up the work man!*, The writer of the 2002 fic 'Eyes of a child'. *That was epic writing*, Snake master *Great work so far, good plot man!* and my sister for repeatedly drilling the first several episodes into my head.

24 Kaiju. 4 factions, 20 episodes, 3 plans, blood relations and terrifying fight scenes will make this a series that should be worth reading! I'm back in the kaiju section baby, and this time, it's not likely I'm stopping!

And with no further a due, HERE WE GO!

Kitamura rolled his eyes again as he shut the refrigerator door. "Here we bloody go again." He remarked to himself as he took the semi-frozen energy bar, and broke off a piece, throwing it into his mouth.

"Eating our food again?" The intruding olive-skinned male remarked to the fair-skinned one.

"Paycheck's cashin in tomorrow."

"With the way Rokuro eats, it won't last till 4. Last thing we need is you consuming it."

"I don't see you out there making a living Kazami."

"Screw it. I've found as many jobs as I can, not my fault that due to a tanked fuken economic system everything's fringing rigged."

"Whatever."

"Don't' whatever me 'brother'."

"I bring in the income, I decide wha-"

"You have no god given authority to do anything over me."

"Wanna bet?"

"I'll bet."

Kitamura ran forward, as did his half brother Kazami. The slightly younger one, Kazami, ducked down to his knees, slid on them, and punched Kitamura in the gut. Due to a already tight-stomach, the opponent was prepared for this assault. He swung around, and wrapped his arms around the other's neck. Kazami grabbed him by the arms, and threw him into the counter, a loud bang sounding as wood snapped again under the sink. The fallen silver haired male stood up, rubbed his head, then ran back at him, throwing a fist. His black eyed opponent grabbed the fist, and pushed against him. Both pushed back against the other hard, leaving them in a stalemate. Finally, they simultaneously reared back their free hands, and slammed the other's face, bringing both to the ground. Even on the ground the two wrapped their hands around the other's, trying to squeeze the life out of the half-brother.

Just then a slightly shorter, Indian red haired masculine teenager waltzed into the room, observing the carnage. "This again guys? Seriously, one of you two will end up killing the other soon."

"And that will be you." The two remarked at the same time after loosening their grips and standing back off. Despite being younger, Kazami was still the taller of the two warring males. His black hair matched his black eyes perfectly, but provided a stunning skin contrast. Hitting just slightly below 6 feet, he looked probably 5 of 6 years older then the 16 year old he was.

Kazami was, on the other hand, still tall, but a thinner body build then Kitamura's. They both resembled each other in the face save the eyes, which were an electric blue for the older half-brother's face. Both straightened their shirts, then glared at each other, and threw another punch at one another. The fists met in the center, a loud SMACK sounding form it, and the third 16 year old stepped between them.

"Guys, both of you, your going to bring the house down on us, then kill each other. Not a cool idea. Can't you to just learn to live with each other? Not agree, just, co-operate!"

"Not with him."

"No."

"Figures. At least he's rolling in a paycheck."

"Yeah. Barley scraping through."

"Shut up. Separate your fists, and calm down dudes!"

Now it was his best friend's turn to remark the opening line. "Shut up Rokuro. This is our fight."

"I should of just left you on the streets. Better yet, I should have killed you." Kitamura remarked as he turned around, and walked out of the house, grumbling under his breath.

"Amazing."

"Unbelievable. Our prediction was dead on."

"This is a great day for us Kitamura! A great day for us all." The teenager stood up out of his chair, and gladly shook the male's hand. They both were wearing white lab coats. As the two patted each other on the back and congratulated each other, they threw a glance to the containment room. "It's in there. Now the trick will be, finding someone to unlock it."

"I could find some people."

"Could you bring your brother?"

"I'm a only child."

"Fine, Half-brother. Can you bring him in."

"No."

"Why not."

"Long answer or short answer?"

"Short."

"He'd try to kill me."

"Do you not think you could neutralize him?"

"As in kill him?"

"No. Put him down."

"…" The younger scientist ran his hand under his chin. "Fine. I'll try it. Get the suit ready."

"Will do."

"And now, I'm finally going to kick their asses." He coldly, almost metalically remarked to himself.

"This where you work dude?" Rokuro asked quite questionably as the trio stepped up to the building.

"Yeah. Pretty much so."

"Looks like a dump." He remarked. Kazami chuckled to himself, and gladly walked in. "There aren't that many rooms, as you can see. The main lobby is basically also the laboratory."

"And these side vaults?"

"Either damaged beyond repair form prior earthquakes or holding important information."

"Glad to see you two could make it."

"This is Benjamin, Head of Bio-mechanics and Biological sciences here." The same white-lab coat wearing doctor walked up. Just looking at him, he was very Jewish in ethnicity, and was already sporting a slightly noticeable beard, never having shaved to due to Mosaic laws.

"I'm glad to meet you. I've been waiting for this day." He remarked shaking Kazami's hand.

"Yeah. What about it?"

"IF you'll follow me." He walked up to a sealed off vault, with plenty of writing on it in four languages, English, Japanese, French, and Spanish. "Inside this here is our most prized possession." He typed in a few keys into the neighboring keypad, and a window on the door slid open to reveal a grey-ish crystal inside.

"Crystal, eh? There are five of those on my block."

"True. But these aren't the magnetosphere shattering ones, the teal healing ones, or the 'power surged' ones. This is quite different, and one of it's kind."

"Only appearing after the 'incident'." A fifth voice interrupted. The three turned around to see a late 30's, maybe later woman in a similar white lab coat.

"Ah yes. Meru Odaka. Chief Psychic, and our crystal specialist."

"I'm not sure how much longer that title might last." She remarked partially joyful. "My abilities are definitely weakening, but they are still useable."

"Telekinetic?"

"Telepathic. I'm not able to move things about with the mind, just talk brain-to-brain."

"O.I.C." Rokuro remarked, turning back to the door. "SO what so special about this crystal?"

"The incident, we are refereeing to, was…"

"Was Godzilla and Space-Godzilla's final battle in the heart of downtown San Francisco. The crystals had altered the dimensions' fabrics enough to allow a slight rip to form, bringing Space-Godzilla back into this world. The two battled in this very city, and in the end, Space-Godzilla exploded before bringing down the final blow, an explosion that spread across the globe, only killing and vaporizing kaiju."

"You know much. You'll go far." Benjamin admitted to his assistant's half-brother. "But here's the thing. That wasn't an explosion."

"It wasn't?"

"Not a bit. Sure, space Godzilla blew up, but he merely reduced the concentration of certain cells on the planet into crystals much like you see here. Their, the kaiju's, very essence is in the crystals."

"Dude, I couldn't of thought of a way to drop a lead balloon on us any faster." Rokuro admitted, while Kazami turned around to face the window again, looking at the crystal. Despite it's dark shade of gray, it pulsated, and one could almost see their reflection in it. "How do you know?"

"We know they are Kaiju within the crystal, their mental patterns show that to be the case."

"Fine. Whaddya want us for?"

"Well Kazami, we need you to shatter the crystal."

"Those things don't break." He said in a 'no duh' tone.

"Yes, but something that Space Godzilla left out of his spell thing was that a human could still break the kaiju. Easily. I mean, a few ki-" The elder male scientist was cut off.

"Then open the danm door." Kazami remarked. "I don't know what the hell this is about, but I want answers, and I'll receive them now, if it means I have to break a whole slew of crystals."

"You probably will have to." Meru remarked. Benjamin typed in some more codes. "Thanks for your cooperation Kazami. You might regret this."

"I don't regret anything." And he stepped in as the door slid back, waking right up to the crystal.

"Just how much mental conditioning did you give him?" He asked his female assistant. She shrugged her shoulders and her head simultaneously.

"Little to none. There was something else in his mind calling. Something I'm not quite familiar with."

"Like what?" Rokuro asked.

"I told you, I'm not familiar with it."

"No, what the flipping hell is going on! I don't understand crap about this!" The friend asked, and the Israeli scientist face-palmed.

Kazami walked right up to the crystal. Every since he came into the building, he heard a high-pierced whine from this room that was driving him crazy, and now he was in the room, and the whine slowed down to a call.

"You need me. Kazami. You need me. I need you. Kazami, I need you."

"Screw it. I want answers, and I want them now." He remarked, starring right into the crystal with eyes full of rage.

But rather see his reflection like the outer shell should of done, it showed merely a image of a dinosaur-like creature with a large set of fangs and red eyes of fury also. "You need me. Kazami. You need me. I need you. Kazami, I need you."

"Get out of my head!"

"You need me. Kazami. You need me. I need you. Kazami, I need you." The deep voice called

"Fuk it. I don't need anyone but myself. Now STFU!" He threw a haymaker punch, and the crystal's side cracked very noticeably, and the call faded a bit, leaving a low rumble. A loosely aimed kick to the base cracked it even more, and the call nearly became inaudible, not in tone, but in pitch, as it was very deep now that it sound like one long growl. Another punch in the center spread cracks all across it, and the call ceased, leaving the same growl a bit louder. A final uppercut into a jutted side shattered the crystal into pieces. The cracks broke, and as it did, a gold and gray hue that looked like moving lines of light flew out of it, bouncing around the room loosely. As the pieces began hitting the ground, a roar sounded. Not a roar that Kazami had heard firsthand, but a roar no one had heard first hand for 20 years.

The roar or Godzilla. The loud sound bounced around the room, and his eardrums felt as if they would shatter, his bones feeling like brittle against the powerful noise. Then, out of his control, his mouth opened, and the same roar sounded from his own mouth as the grayish gold light-thing inserted itself rapidly into his mouth. The roars suddenly ceased altogether as the last pieces fell to the ground, and peace echoed through the room.

Kazami stood their bewildered for a moment, and felt his mouth briefly, moving it himself. He was in complete control again. Running his hands down his arms, body, waist, legs, etc, he realized that whatever it was, must not of done anything. If this was some trick, I'm gonna pulverize them. Wait, that wasn't my thought. No yeah.

The male stepped out, as the three starred at him. Benjamin re-inserted a hearing aid for his left ear, although his right one lacked any device.

"Dude, what the hell happened?"

"Not a danm thing." Kazami remarked, looking at the scientists. "Insane you two are."

"Nothing?"

"No shit Sherlock. You have my asshole half-brother drag me all the way here, and have me break a crystal here. Tell me what the hell is going on now." He demanded, grabbing Meru's shirt by his left hand and Benjamin with his right.

"We can explain."

"Then do so. Now."

"Sure. KITAMUr-" Benjamin was kicked in the knee, and he fell to the ground, his mouth landing right on the raised foot. Kazami shot a glare at Meru, and then she noticed. The eyes. They were now red with rage, literally. "Godzilla." She silently called

"Kazami, you had this coming to you for a years." Kitamura's voice rang out, and Kazami turned to meet his half-brother, dropping the psychic as he did so. The sight that greeted him was a machine with four fingered hands, a metallic whooshing tail, a pair of therapod-resembling legs, and a large triangular formation on his chest. The eyes were yellow with red streaks running from their to the mouth.

"Bring it. Kiryu." Kazami spat. There was no way he could of known it was Kiryu, but something new that was inside of him did. No verbal response was released, and the blue pack on the robot's back released several missiles, and they came around and struck him in the sides. As the smoke cleared, one could see that Kazami was still standing there, the wounds sealing themselves up, and the metallically decked opponent fired some more from the frontal-facing hexagonal tubes. This time, they didn't make it. A row of spines tore form Kazami's shirt, flashed blue, and the Godzilla's familiar thermo-nuclear breath tore form his jaws, melting the projectiles. His opponent fired the twin maser guns form his mouth, and the beams met in the middle. The scientist, psychic, and the non-involved teenager watched the ball bounce between the two much like a ping-bong match in the first dimension. Finally, it exploded in the metal dragon's face, and he pummeled into the wall behind him, coincidentally sitting against it while as the wall cracked.

Kazami ran up, and as the human inside the robot picked it up, he received a kick in the stomach, flinging him into the ground, breaking off a lower section of the wall where he was at coincidentally. The kaiju stood right above the metallic dragon, and his newly formed tail whipped over his shoulder, and slammed repeatedly into his fallen opponent's shoulders. Kitamura then mazered his opponent right in the face, and Kazami clawed his face, taking multiple steps back. Obviously, the one thing Godzilla hates, and receives pain from, is electricity.

The mini-Kiryu floated back onto all fours, then walked right up to the now fully-transformed Godzilla, which was about 7 of 8 feet tall by now, equaling his metallic opponent's height. With no choice, and no better weapon, he put his left arm right below his opponent's right armpit, and inserted a sword. The blade instantly electrified, and Godzilla felt continual blow after blow after blow of electrical shockwaves and surges over-riding every nerve in his body. Running out of options, Godzilla readied a nuclear blast, and the ensuing blast knocked the sword out of his body, but it didn't break off the sword, and pushed the metal kaiju back about 7 feet, back against the opposing wall again. Then, the right most hexagonal cylinder broke off the main backpack, and flew toward the opponent slowly, inexorably. Kazami as Godzilla unleashed another thermo-nuclear blast at it, and flames erupted from the weapon. As it did, Godzilla bellowed in triumph a roar that caused the three non-involved occupants to cover their ears at. Then, out of the smoke, the same floating device came. Godzilla's eyes widened, and the weapon hit him in the stomach, and the rockets behind it turned on full blast, pushing him back farther. Before long, the rockets burned low on fuel, and the push was lessened. Kitamura detonated the charge, and it exploded in royal fashion. As the smoke cleared, Godzilla fell to the ground, face first, the wind knocked clean out of him. The human-sized robot ran up to the kaiju, and re-inserted the sword arm, this time behind the maple-leaf shaped plates. The electrical surges coursed thought the king of the monster's body, and in time, he fell out of consciousness. Keeping it imbedded, he waited just a bit longer before shutting off the stem of electricity, then withdrew, making sure that he was out of it.

The metallic dragon took several steps back, and the head folded up, the shoulders, stomach, and waist splitting in half and sliding back, the chest popping off and folding to the side, and the legs splitting down the middle of each, and revealing what looked to be Kitamura, but his body was hollowed out, his hands ended terminated in four fingers rather then five, and his face was much similar to that of Godzilla's. HE stepped out, falling to the ground as his weak legs couldn't hold him, and he fell to the ground, the white spines withdrawing back into his spine as the rest of his body re-took the original shape it had of a masculine teenage human.

"Quick, Get them both into the recuperation room." Meru remarked, and Benjamin nodded his head positively.

"Wait, what do I do?" Rokuro asked, looking about as the two scientists rushed to help the fallen males.

"Stay out of our way." Benjamin growled through snarled teeth.

"So what? Will they be okay?"

"Yes. No doubt about it. Kitamura has gone through more then a few handful of such transformations. He's not had much of a choice."

"Why?"

"Let's just say that we aren't' the only one collecting kaiju-humans."

"Who else is there?"

"Vortica."

"Who?"

"That sealed off section of San Fran over by the golden gate bridge where a space ship is down. That's her ship, and all that remains of her civilization is left on it."

"Okay. She wants them also?"

"She already has at least one."

"Okay. So, when Kazami, I mean Godzilla, you get my point, wakes up, will he still try to rip everyone's throat out?"

"I can't say. I can't say." Meru remarked in response.

-Theme Song-What I've done by Linkin Park

-Musical interlude shows the demolished landscape of San Francisco-

In this farewell, there's no blood, there's no alibi's, *Spacegodizlla's self-destruction and sealment, black-and-white imagery*

'cause I draw regret, from the truth, of a thousand lies *Kazami looks at a crystal with rage*

So let mercy come and wash away *Godzilla reflects back rather then his own image*

What I've done, I'll face myself, *Mothra shoots a beam, avoids a pair of boomerangs from Gigan*

to cross out what I've become *Gigan and Megalon throw titanosaurus to the ground. *

erase myself, and let go of what I've done. *Ghidorah laughs as Mecha-godizlla readies missiles and Orga swings a fist*

Put to rest, what you've thought of me. *Megagirus flies well out of Godzilla's beam range*

while I clean this slate, with the hands, of uncertainty *Rokuro bears Anguirus' mouth set angrily, then rolls into a ball and forms into Anguirus in a ball*

SO let mercy come, and wash away *The crystal for Varan explodes, and the breaker's skin melts away to reveal a slightly taller-then-human sized Varan*

What I've done, I'll face myself, *Destroyah slices Kazami's skin clean to the bone with a laser horn*

to cross out what I've become, *Space Godzilla's human self gives resurrects a crystal*

erase myself, and let go of what I've done *Biollante's human form points her fingers forward, and they unravel to reveal a stream of tentacles*

-in the musical break, a helicopter view of San Francisco is seen, with the 1974 Mecha-godizlla taking down the double team of the 93 UN Mecha-godizlla and Kiryu, all three in full kaiju size*

for what I've done, I'll start again, and whatever pain may come. *the helicopter goes farther to show the Vortaak ship shooting at a full sized Rodan*

Today this ends, I'm forgiving what' I've done. *Mothra breaks out of a ice-induced cage*

I'll face myself, and cross out what I've become, *Destroyah and Space Godzilla reach Critical mass simultaneously*

erase myself. And let go of what I've done *Godzilla bears his fangs, and his spines flash as he readies his thermo-nuclear breath*

Nah nha nah nah nah nah *Kazami kicks a robotic human-sized Kiryu to the ground*

What I've done *Godzilla's fire readies in his mouth*

Nah nah nah nah nah nah *Obsidus and Krystallaks take down a electrical grid*

Forgiving what I've done. *Godzilla unleashes his breath*

Nah nah nah, nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah *The remains of the Golden gate bridge have MOGERA thrown at it, and the remains fall off the waterfall with the robot. As it happens, Godzilla roars n triumph.*

End of episode one. I know it was short, but I hope it was hooking for you. IF you enjoy, then review, and I'll bring some more episodes.

What I've done was written and recorded by Linkin Park, Off their album 'Minutes to Midnight' 2007. In no way am I making money from posting the song's lyrics or tunes on this site.