Kaiju Unleashed

   It is a land of ice and stone, a frozen wasteland only ever visited for scientific research and raw minerals. Deep in the arctic, among the frozen mountains something has lain hidden in the ice for countless millennia. Only twenty years ago the nearby mountain peaks would have been covered in fifty feet of ice, now they lay exposed, likewise something else peeks from the ice. A metal, semi-saucer like structure with two thin metal blades sticking back at a sixty degree angle with a curved and almost crab claw imitating blade tip curved upwards and forward. The ice melt exposes a second set of horns, smaller cone shaped ones above eye like indentions in the metal sides of the semi-oval disc, in the center of these indentions are blue orbs. Some ice falls away to expose the front of the ovoid structure, a small side-ways opening cone like beak with slender blades on either side of it.

  The thing shakes its self, exposing light brown flesh under the throat and ridged thick skin along the neck of the creature. Back a short distance from this head are a pair of odd three pointed darker brown yet metal like blades poking from the ice. The ice explodes around this thing as it releases a strange chittering-roar from its tiny for its size mouth, massive muscular arms obliterate the ice holding it. The brown blades are connected its shoulders, with four long clawed fingers per hand two arranged that when closed they are like a cone (two in front, two in back), open and close and smash down on the ice pulling the behemoth free from its icy tomb.

   It leathery back, with a boney dark brown ridge like armor along its spine pulls free, the ice explodes behind it as a very long almost snake like tail tears free from the frozen landscape, a scorpion stinger like tip, save that in place of a stringer is a scimitar and there are four stegosaur style spikes sticking away from the body, two on either side of the tail bulb. The great beast steps free from the ice on giant muscular saurian legs with feet that are more like giant versions of the creature’s hands than saurian feet with four long grasping talon toes, two in front and two in back.

  The monstrous giant stands upon the rocky surface near its previous encasement and rears up. It looks around, its four horns glowing blue as electric sparks dance between them. It sways its massive bulk one way than the other releasing that (chitter-roar) sound. It falls heavily on all four limbs sending ice flying through the air like a fog. The great beast turns north and with a lumbering and swaying gait moves towards an unknown destination.

     ******

    Far away beyond known time and space there is a place of peace and tranquility, which can lead to extreme boredom for the ancient entities there, created to maintain its peace and defend the realm. There are beings here that defy explanation and downright spit in the face of physics with their mere existence. One such being watches a viewing window observing the monster that rose from the ice, as well as the dragon-woman like Azuara who swims in the equatorial Atlantic of that same world. The creature observing this scene laughs with its copper like duck’s bill, shaking its giant egg-shaped white downy feather covered body, its paddle like chibi-bird limbs flapping. Despite this cute body its eyes and crest betray a different nature, its eyes are unblinking smooth crystalline orbs, blue, changing to green, and back to blue. A solar disk of a crest ascends above the eyes crowning this thing’s head with five points, two on either side going out and back like the blades of a curved broad sword, with the fifth going up and back above the eyes over its body.

   The creature waddles on its comically small legs as tiny fly sized white winged creatures carry a giant bowl full of orange chips over to the beast with golden glowing chains. The creature’s eyes glow as a blue aura forms over some of the chips, they levitate into its bill. It munches loudly, the small creatures, in truth humans of human size with the white feathered wings of birds upon their backs, cover their faces to avoid the boulder sizes chunks of cheese crackers falling down, mere crumbs to the gargantuan abominably cute monster.

   The giant beast waves its paddle for a wing-wannabe arm indicating the flying humanoids to leave. They set the giant bowl on an equally gargantuan table and leave the area via chambers along the walls.

  “I want to play too,” says the monster in a squeaky cute voice as it watches a cross-hatch of the scene indicating that the bug/dinosaur/small head for its muscular body thing from the arctic is heading towards Azuara.

  The monster makes a squeaking cry as its crest glows with a solar light. In an instant it is no longer in the impossibly huge room, it is now in the palm of a woman’s hand.

  *Why do you cry my pet* speaks without truly speaking the entity above all entity’s of this realm.

  The paddle arms of the creature extend in a cartoon fashion as it wipes a fake tear from its eye, trying to be as cute as possible as it looks up towards a woman whose form and beauty would vary depending on what mortal was to look upon her, to imagine what this creature sees beneath the illusions cannot be said.

  “There…there is a Kaiju fighting tournament…I…I…I wannabe play too….mommy!”

  The monster *sniffles*

  *Very well* projects the ancient beyond ancient, mother and aunt to the inventor of time its self *you may go my pet*

  Its bill distorts into a smile as a portal opens.

 As the fathomless entity lifts the cute abomination to the portal (she) projects one last thing *If this is a trick my pet, you will lose your unsupervised snack food privileges*

  “Uhh…” starts the giant fluff ball.

 Before it can say anything else the massive being chucks the monster into the portal with a flip of the fingers.

  The space changes to a Japanese tea house, a Japanese woman with long blond hair and wearing a green kimono covering in moving vines of living light turns from the wall and picks up her tea. Sitting upon the floor around this table are also a woman with dark red hair forward curved horns wearing a red kimono with black bats on it as a theme, and a woman with long black hair filled with starlight, eyes like blue suns, and wearing a black kimono that looks to be more a portal to the universe than clothing.

   *So,* projects the blond wearing green, *What are your wagers for the battle?*

    ******

    The Brazilian coast line, just north of Sao Luis a small fleet of ships including those the Brazilian government has been handsomely paid to allow, are some distance off shore watching via binoculars and zoom-in camera lenses on their private yachts with armed escorts, what little they could do, an amazing sight. The coast here along the beach is where the Kaiju known as Azuara is resting, lying down in the surf resting between land and water. It is a strangely peaceful and beautiful sight, a sight broken by Azuara suddenly standing and looking around making strange alarming sounds. Her gaze fixates to the south while the ships watching her are full of commotion, even those spectators that gone to dining and other wealthy elitist activities pretending the sight of a giant dragon woman was just another piece of ambience have dropped their charades and rushed to the edge of the deck.

   Azuara fully exits the water and shrieks to the south, a sound answered by something making another high pitched noise. The captains and other crew members have no explanation for how the second Kaiju avoided radar detection before it surfaced, but given the clearly unfriendly sounds the two are making towards each other it’s not safe to remain so near the shore. However even as the muscular bug/saurian like creature surfaces the ships don’t completely leave, only backing away a little further. The monster moves through the water with ease, not unlike a massive serpentine crocodile, its massive limbs to its sides as it sways. However upon hit the shallows it seems to struggle to rise up on all fours and staggers clumsily towards the shore.

  Azuara growls, “Dur…sha!”

  “Did Azuara just speak,” asks a British woman.

 “Dur…sha?” asks a man, “Is…that the other one’s name?”

   As if in response the monster now being called Dursha by the people makes a *chitter* sound and makes its way towards her on the shore line. Sparks dance between Dursha’s longer horns and fire at Azuara like a lightning bolt. The thunder makes the people jump and many cover their ears. Azuara however despite a direct hit is un-phased by the attack. She holds her palms together, electricity sparking between them, focusing into a beam as she steps backwards away from the slowly approaching titan. She holds her body sideways as though bracing in the ground against the backlash and unleashes the massive electric beam from her hands.

   The people shield their eyes from the flash of light, barely seeing that Dursha while hit directly and *chittering* in annoyance swaying its massive claw hands isn’t really harmed. Rather as the beam stops Dursha seems more dizzy and disoriented than anything. As Dursha makes full landfall Azuara leaps back in total defiance of her size. Dursha however as noted by the onlookers seems (more aware of its size), its own limbs even seem to get in each other’s way as it moves slowly, spending more time propping its body up than moving.

   “Holy shit!” yells more than one person as Azuara leaps into the air and does a round house kick on Dursha’s head, followed by her tail smacking him in the head sending him falling to one side, but not completely.

  Dursha rises up raising one hand and brings it down, however it’s too slow as Azuara leaps out of the way and swipes it in the head with her claw. Dursha digs both claws into the dirt, rears down, and lunges at Azuara, clearly attempting to head butt her. However, and especially wowing the crowd watching she leaps into the air, does a forward flip while going backwards to dodge the attack, lands and follows through with a flip kick under Dursha’s jaw, her tail kicking up a massive cloud of sand and ripping up the foliage. Dursha somehow avoids being hit by her tail as it sails over its head. Azuara leaps back and *shrieks* at Dursha in a sound like a woman’s scream mixed with several species of birds.

  Azuara is standing in her stooped over posture in a perpendicular manner to Dursha, her tail wrapped forward as though blocking as she concentrates electricity in her palms. It’s a bit different from before, more fiery, her hair like quills also glow with the blue flame which starts to spread down her body. Dursha sensing some extreme danger lunges at her again, its head meeting her tail, and barely pushing her, it brings its claws down which bounce off a blue fiery energy field, it makes a *high pitched shriek* noise that actually hurts some of the onlookers. It rears down bringing its tail blade over its head, showing that the ridge on its dorsal side is oddly flexible and stabs down. Azuara brings her tail up higher and the blade actually bounces off, a trail of blue flames following.

   “My god,” says a crew member, “what……maybe we should get the hell out of here before it releases whatever the hell it’s charging up?”

   Dursha stops and pauses a moment before planting both claw hands on the ground, crouching down and lining its tail up flat, swaying over the ground.

  “Another lunge?” wanders a few people.

  Instead it fires a weird thin pink beam from its tiny mouth that straifs over the ground before hitting Azuara.

  Some of the human onlookers chuckle, that is short lived however as Azuara stops glowing and falls over.

  “Is she dead?” wanders a random person.

  “No, look,” says another pointing at the azure leviathan. She is trying to move, pink sparks dancing about her body as she struggles.

  Dursha lumbers over, Azuara’s entire bulk fitting in Dursha’s two clawed hand as he lifts her over his head into the air, many of the people look away, the skinny guy with the camera refuses to, as Azuara *whimpers* out a few cries, which gradually grow louder. However Dursha is not just holding her and crushing her with its claws, its scimitar like tail stinger is glowing with a yellow energy that is growing brighter.

   *Kra-KOOM!*

  Golden lightning bolts flash across the over wise clear sky. Dursha looks away a moment, its grip loosening slightly. Azuara opens her mouth and blasts Dursha in the head with her Devastation Beam, causing it to drop her. Azuara flees into the sea swimming a distance off shore towards the ships. Alarms sound all around as the crews prepare to get the hell the out of there finally. However everyone just pauses, as does Azuara in the water looking back at the shore as the biggest WTF ever appears from a golden arcane sigil floating in the air. Armadar has arrived, floating gently to the ground where Azuara had been before to face Dursha.

   Azuara sings, a baleful tune that haunts the souls of those hearing it upon the boat, the two on the shore, well Armadar looks her way a moment as his portal sigil ripples and vanishes, Dursha is expressionless, a base creature whose armored head can’t even hint at expressions of any kind. Azuara stops looking at the vanishing sigil, she looks around at the sky and sea, although her face has seldom shown anything close to the range of expression humans can have, indicating an thick armor like skin even with the scales, that which she shows now is clearly an expression of
sadness.

   Azuara speaks, “alone,”

  “What the holy fuck?” exclaims one man, equal expressions of surprise and astonishment baffle all aboard the ships, and it gets weirder.

  Armadar raises up its paddles and prances about as though it were human size in total disregard for scale of size as it speaks, “I am Armadar, the great and powerful, the Holy Abomination, guardian of the gates, I say now…let the battle commence!”

  Dursha speaks as well, “Kill…Destroy…kill, kill, kill, kill, kill,”

  It dawns on the people, that this is the sound it was making; somehow this new creature has laid out a spell allowing what the monsters say to be translated. Armadar floats through the air, moving in a “floaty” manner, at speeds that would even put Azuara to shame. It spins slapping Dursha, it rams with its crest while it glows knocking Dursha slightly off balance. Dursha’s attacks are too slow to connect as Armadar floats about. Dursha’s horns spark and it fires, the lightning bolt however hits a tree nearby blasting it apart, the charge un-able to connect. Armadar’s eyes pop out of its head, attached to stiff metallic golden poles with golden wires around them while blue energy beams shoot from these crystal orb eyes. Dursha screams, a chittering roar, Dursha raises an arm to block the beams from hitting its face.

   “I wander why that didn’t translate,” says a guy on the boats.

  “Sometimes a roar is just a roar,” says an early twenty something guy, clearly referencing something lost on the older man.

   Dursha swings its tail around, the bulb on the end glowing with yellow flames and fires a spiral yellow beam from between the four spikes.


  Fast as can be Armadar summons up a golden barrier, the same shape as the crest on its head, as the beam hits the barrier Armadar makes a swooshing gesture with its paddles and the barrier rips across the land, carving a path of destruction over the beach as it smashes into Dursha, pushing it over the beach, taking out several tons of forest, and pushes it tumbling out into the sea. The weird force field attack seems to somehow be holding Dursha above water and tumbling, hitting it with golden bolts along the way as it vanishes from sight.

   Armadar turns towards the see setting its sights upon Azuara. Its eyes glow as does its crest as it makes a (come here) motion as best as that can be guessed with its flipper arms. Much to the astonishment of the humans upon the ships the great blue dragoness of a Kaiju is lifted up from the water by Armadar’s psychic powers.

   “Weakling,” squeaks Armadar, “Finishing move time!”

  It opens its bill, a sphere of spinning violet and purple energy forming and spinning ever more violently until it explodes from the monster’s mouth in a destructive beam. The blast hits Azuara dead on sending her flying into the sea nearly as far out as the ships, each bracing for the massive waves ripping over the sea’s surface. Few notice that the beam does not wash over or past her, rather as the force pushes her the energy seems to flow into a burning aura around her.

  Azuara rises from the sea, if either combatant could be said to look surprised this would be that time. Azuara swims beneath the ships rising up near the land, even without the translation occurring there would be no mistaking the sound of laughter, a frightening laugh. Armadar has no time to ask what she is laughing about as Azuara stands fully erect and sings out a sad song, the song she had started to sing when Armadar first arrived, except this time her song summons forth a massive red sigil in the sky. One could easily imagine some deep brass beat playing as something descends from the sigil. A creature looking much like Azuara herself, except with black scales, and long shadowy tendrils that wave about for hair, with a massive pair of demon like wings. The new creature looks around, upon seeing Azuara lunges at her, holding her tight in her arms. Azuara grasps the new Kaiju back. What at first could be mistaken for the two attacking each other quickly becomes obvious is a hug as the two whisper, “sister,”

   The two dragonesses speak, however for some reason not all their words translate, Armadar seems dizzy while the great red sigil remains. The new Kaiju makes a strange sound as she looks at the slightly smaller Azuara and gestures at the red sigil. It rains down like a mist feeding into Azuara, vanishing as it does so.

  Armadar shakes off the dizziness, apparently caused by the portal.


  Armadar looks between the two sister Kaiju and says, “Well…good, I know you now. You are the twin sister dragon goddesses of the southern seas of Jenna. With both of you at full power I…Armadar guardian of the heavenly realms! Shall have a true battle.”

   Armadar puts up its flippers like fists, “Okay, so who is first?”

  The sisters hunch over, *hissing* and *growling* as they circle around the fluff ball monster in opposite directions. The black one smiles, “Little creature, so far from your home, you wish to fight Nox-era? The goddess of the burning black sea, and my sister Azuara goddess of the tropics…so be it, feel the power of those crafted by the goddess of chaos!”

   Shadow hair tendrils move forward on Nox-era’s face forming a mouth guard like some giant ninja as she leaps into the air, with her claw out she screams, “Shadow Darts!”

  Black energy bolts rain down from her hand at Armadar. As he is guarding he doesn’t notice Azuara behind him leap into the air, curling into a ball and utterly decimating the landscape like a giant wheel as she barrels down on Armadar. She rams him sending him toppling into the sand.

  Nox-era curls up her wings and screw dives with a blue fiery aura about her straight down. Before she can hit her opponent, great golden mechanical like spider-legs erupt from Armadar’s body and propel it into the air and out of harm’s way. Nox-era is somehow able to interrupt her own momentum and pause before she would have impacted the ground. She rights herself and stands beside her sister. Armadar’s eyes come out of their sockets and bending golden tubes covered in golden wires.

  Nox-era’s mouth guard transforms into four insect like mouth parts as a massive fiery blue blast shoots from in front of her mouth. Azuara unleashes a similar albeit tighter beam with a clear shock wave around it. Amardar puts up its golden crest shield, however it trips on its spider-legs forced to pull them back in as it stands up…or rather floats trying with all its might to hold back the twin blasts.

  “No…fair…” grumbles Armadar summoning a golden sigil behind its self. It screams out, “Cheaters!” as it leaps back into the sigil, the blasts follow into the sigil…much to a thankful crowd of onlookers before stopping.

   With Armadar gone so goes the translating, and the humans are left to hearing horrible loud high pitches shrieks and growls and purrs and other harder to describe sounds as the sisters speak to one another. The one identified as “Nox-era” stands up right and aims her hand down the beach while muttering incomprehensible words, the massive red sigil appears, this time both sisters walk through it together and vanish.

   The humans are flabbergasted, the Kaiju are gone. One man is so glad he got most of this on
video tape, the battle and departure of the strange creatures that…

   *SHCREEEE!*

  Dursha rises from the waves and marches onto the land. It moves its massive bulk around slowly, clearly observing the destroyed landscape. It moves north, its body lumbering about, its arms and legs seemingly getting in each other’s way somewhat as it moves, destroying rock and trees before it. It dawns on some of the observers, they lost a relatively peaceful and apparently sentient Kaiju in exchange for a clearly mindless animalistic destroyer.