Above Tokyo, Japan
The Xillien craft hangs over the city observing its master work below. All around the city, the flames glow and burn into the air reflecting of the ship’s metallic haul giving the allusion of hell. Inside the ship, Xerox continues his mindless survey of all that unravels on the doomed city. Like a doctor admiring his successful surgery, he feels pride wash through him as his plan is almost complete. The pathetic humans have fallen so easily and it’s a wonder how the first Xillien group failed in their attempts at taking over, ah sad, pathetic little brother thought Xerox as he was sure he did not clearly think things through. His bother never was the one too thoroughly think out every obstacle that could arise, he was always the brash, simultaneous one of the family. Oh well it was no matter to Xerox as nothing can stand in his way of his shinning triumph. He lets a moment of accomplishment take over as a smile creeps across his mouth and chuckles a little. But before he can even complete his moment of success something catches his attention with the battle raging outside. A bright blast of energy erupts into the cloned Godzilla as it wails in pain. A look of confusion replaces Xerox bit of pride as he follows the remnants of the blast to the source. At the end he discovers the source and cant help but feel anger cross over him. What the hell is this? Cursed Xerox as he hates unwanted guests, and this one will simply do. Xerox twitches his head to pop a kink and decides it is time to move ahead with the final phase of his plan.
“Begin the final stage!” announces Xerox calm and coolly as the crew behind him frantically mobilizes to complete his orders, “Also, direct all air forces to attack at will on our new found guest.”
Despite this un-desired surprise, the smile again manages to make a return as he once again feels satisfied with himself. There is no way that this final stage could be destroyed.
Weapon X lowers its two metallic arms and stares down the clone and Godzilla. Inside its computerized head, a reading device scans the clone and the Godzilla formally declaring its intended target. The triangular system settles over the clone as its initial programming was re-programmed to attack the clone and the Xilliens instead of The King of Monsters, as originally planned.
A familiar laugh emits from behind the control council of the mechanical Godzilla as the figure of the one and only General Kumoi is illuminated by the flickering lights. He punches a button on nearby council and sends an automatic transmission to the back up site for G-Force.
“This is General Kumoi, command. I am back and ready to kick some cloned ass!” smiles Kumoi, staring down the form of the clone. He doesn’t wait for a reply and begins the attack systems of X and advances toward the clone, “Let’s see how you like this!” But before he can start up his attack run, blast sirens ring out through his cockpit.
“skreeonk Xilliens…” curses Kumoi as he notices the annoying ships through the panels as they bombard his baby. He grabs a hold of the controls and swings one of the metallic arms in the air, trying to knock them away. Then he sends a beam into the air, managing to knock down a few, but they prove to be too much as they surround him.
Before the mob of ships can attack again another blast rocks them as their debris rain down to hell. Another ship appears on the seen and dives around the group. The ship was the none other, Gotengo.
“Hah I’m back you damn Xilliens! Did ya miss me!” screams with Gordon as he gives a supporting nod to Ozaki, who briefly nods back.
“General, we of the Gotengo can take care of these clowns.” Says Gordon through a comm. link to the Weapon X, “We brought the Calvary!” as soon as Gordon says that a plethora of F-15s and various other military crafts come swarming in.
“Thank you Gordon, your timing can not be better!” answers Kumoi as he turns Weapon X back towards the two saurians and begins a march to them.
The Cloned Saurian stares down the approach cyborg with hatred building in his eyes. He lets out a roar of epic proportions and was about to charge when something struck him from behind. Godzilla, not wanting to let him get away, slams his tail into the back legs of the clone and roars at him. The clone swings back around and faces his nemesis and fires a bally of blue energy at him just as he is hit yet again from behind by Weapon X. The clone feels anger fill him like never before and decides to charge the metallic foe. While he turned he also swung his tail and hit Godzilla in the head. Weapon X prepares for the battle and readies its armory. After a second of what felt like an eternity, the Clone comes plowing into Weapon X. Upon impact, Weapon X releases a jolt of energy that coursed through his body on the clone as it yelps in frustration and backs away. At the same time, Godzilla manages to stand back up and charges at the clone with frustration and slams his should into his back; knocking him into a nearby building. The shoulders of Weapon X open and releases energy bombs directed towards the fallen clone, while Godzilla deliveries a does of kicks. A furious explosion of light, fire and metal swell into the air as the clone shrieks from the pain and feels more anger torment his conscience.
Under the cloud of chaos and debris, the clone shots out his tail and knocks back Godzilla and then fires an atomic ray at X as they both stager backward. The clone arises from the rubble with pure evil in his eyes and charges both of them in a hug like tackle takes them both to the ground. With the impact of all three titans hitting the earth, it created a massive earthquake that probably could have been felt in the North Pole.
A immense amount of feeling surges through its body. The power felt sweet and refreshing as it was something it had not felt in a very long time. It was like a drug that rain through its veins and it needed more and its wishes were met. More and more energy and power was absorbed into the fabrics of its body, its DNA. Life had seemed over at the moment after its oblivion, but yet this made things better. Brought meaning back to why he was originally here. Everything felt better, wonderful in fact. Once its life force was returned, it suddenly remembered all! The very thing that destroyed him flashed before his eyes like a movie. Anger replaced his feeling at it washed through him like a virus. This time this…this…bastard will not be allowed to live.
A flurry of activity below the ship manifests as the underbelly again begins to open. From inside a light drapes over the city as it fully opens and something begins to slowly descend. The figure was slender but yet with massive muscular tone. It was all too familiar. Diablolus has returned. The devil has returned back to its place of death, it vows to destroy everything this time! As the Angel of Death falls back to earth, it stretches its arms and feels restored energy flowing through him. He briefs in a fresh does of the disgusting air from this planet. It sickens him but yet makes him more determined in his mindless goal. All around him the destruction from the city builds around him as the smoke and fire are a welcome present for Diablolus. By all means, the devil has officially returned…