KWCE #84: Anguirus (Millenium) vs. Copperhead

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KWCE #84: Anguirus (Millenium) vs. Copperhead

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Clayton, Australia


Steady tremors rocked the floor like drums of impending doom.

Blue eyes snapped open quicker than they could blink. The cockpit inside Atlas Destroyer was still dark, but her eyes adjusted quickly to the ambient nightly light that outlined her surroundings. If it wasn’t nighttime, it was still very early morning. Hayley Travis was the first to react to the tremors; despite how soft and steady they were, to her they were like the echoes of a neighborhood gunshot. At first, she held perfectly still as she let the tremors flow, studying their pattern if only just to try and look for any hope it wasn’t what she thought it was.

But some hopes just weren’t destined last—particularly when their wisher realized as such right from the start.

The tremors continued in their soft, yet dreadful pattern, and right from the get-go Hayley knew exactly what they were. Very slowly, she pressed her palms against the cold floor and began to push up to a sitting position. Not too far away, a young child had snapped awake from the unmistakable tremors, and hobbled as quickly as it could over to her as if for protection. ‘Boy’ stared at the wall as if out a window while Hayley clasped him tightly in her arms like a mother comforting her frightened son. Next to them, another lithely strong form had snapped up sitting before her own lime green eyes had even opened. Mei looked to Hayley, and the expression on their faces was all that was needed to communicate the realization of the culprit.

Kaiju.

“What on earth…?” a half-tired voice asked as a fourth lifeform sat awake. Taylor only took a couple of seconds to register the vibrations in the ground before quickly realizing there was another familiar threat lurking somewhere outside their current residence.

“Oh, shit…”

“Shhh,” Mei ordered softly as she placed her feet upon the floor and half-stood, keeping low like a cat as she stalked over to the other side of the cockpit and grabbed her pistols. She knew full and well that the weapons she held wouldn’t do a goddamn thing to a Kaiju aside from maybe getting its attention, but they at the very least made her feel somewhat safer being armed rather than devoid of any offensive instruments whatsoever.

“Loa,” Mei whispered, “… … …what is it?”

“Signature belongs to nearby Kaiju. Breed: Copperhead, 2nd Generation. Category IV. Circling vicinity at approximate distance of 2300 meters,” the AI replied, booting to life.

“Circling?” Taylor wondered. “What do you mean?”

“Circling. Definition: moving in a circle; revolving. ‘A circling helicopter—”

“We know what circling means!” Taylor snapped in a whisper.

“Then why did you ask me?”

Hayley tried to stifle a giggle. “Oof!”

As Taylor elbowed his sister in the side, causing her to briefly bark with quiet laughter, Mei meanwhile looked to the now awake Artificial Intelligence, not fully satisfied with the given information. “Why is it circling? Is it not going anywhere else?”

“That is correct. Reasoning unknown.”

Mei took a deep breath. “Okay,” she whispered with a slight nod, “okay.” She turned to her fellow allies, who had ceased their moment of humor and now were quiet once more. “I think we should just lay low and stay quiet. Maybe wait for it to leave.”

Hayley and Taylor looked to one another.

“Loa. Keep track of its movements,” Mei ordered, “let us know if it either starts heading right for us, or begins to leave.”

“Understood,” was Loa’s reply.

Mei turned to her fellow comrades. “Now, we wait.”

Quietly, they sat back down in the ambient darkness, nobody uttering another word or sound. Boy huddled closer to Hayley, who still held him in a protective embrace as she held still like a deer, feeling the ominous vibrations continue to change position and feel, but still keeping their regular pace and intensity, as the outside entity who so closely resembled their former nemesis continued to circle about through the ghost city outside.

Mei kept her hands mere inches from the pistol holsters on her hips, primed and ready to grab them at the first sign of trouble—despite the knowledge that they were utterly useless. The amethyst-haired woman didn’t pay such a concept any mind as of now; she simply held down, eyes trained on the doors as if they would open and the boogeyman would come barreling in at any moment. Completely ignoring the continuous tremors as if they didn’t exist, Mei never once took her eyes off the sealed doorway, facing it like a mother bear guarding her cubs in a den. She didn’t know why; maybe she just wanted to feel like she lived up to her status as the eldest of the four, that she had to keep channeling that ‘mature’ role in the pack.

She wouldn’t admit it aloud; but the near-total silence, the steady thrumming of distant footfalls, the long eventless suspense, was all but threatening to drive her insane. She would give anything for something, anything to just crack the silent buildup like the surface of glass… … …

“Shall we play a game?” Hayley whispered in a mock-robotic voice.

Both Taylor and Mei looked to her, somewhat startled.

“Would you prefer a nice game of chess?” Loa asked.

Taylor facepalmed himself so hard it sounded almost like a thunderclap within the cockpit of Atlas Destroyer, as Hayley chortled from the hilarity of the response. “Yes,” she replied back.

“Well, too bad. Because games such as chess are not in my database.”


*****


Copperhead snorted as he crawled through the plant-ridden ghost city of Clayton. The Category IV Daikaiju kept his luminescent eyes peeled for any signs of life—or more preferably, resistance—but so far the only movements he could detect were the scatterings of Kaiju canines that fled his presence like ants at the presence of a cat. The bioluminescent quadruped took moment after moment to peer into the windows of the abandoned buildings he passed by, but so far every result yielded that they were just that. Abandoned.

Wonderful.

Copperhead rounded one corner as he began to change direction, continuing his wide circle around this deserted human habitat. As he did, he saw old decayed chunks of flesh ridden across the streets and buildings, their layer of musculature still possessing a very faint but still visible azure glow. The alien snorted again. One of his kind—more specifically, another of the same breed as him had been killed here; he had smelled it the moment he came within reach of this city. So far, it the only scent he had been able to pick up the entire time he had been here, and it got on his nerves almost as much as the dead silence.

He wasn’t here for a reconnaissance, nor a reminder of the advantages or disadvantages he possessed in this scenario. He was a soldier, and he had a job to do. He was built and bred for combat, so that’s what he sought out this very moment. He and his masters were in the middle of a war, and he didn’t have time for whatever it was that he was apparently doing here. He needed a combatant to fight, a populated city to destroy, something useful to achieve.

Because this was downright pathetic.

A wailing groan echoed from Copperhead’s maw as he turned about again, treading through the abandoned streets with hostile resolve. Out of nothing but pure frustration, the extraterrestrial tarasque growled and swung his hooked tail, smashing it against a building adjacent to him and crumbling it to worthless rubble, sending packs of mini-Kaiju fleeing and thus breaking the silence for once. Copperhead cocked his head as he listened to the echoes of the destruction reverberate across the dark, early morning landscape for a good twenty-five seconds before eventually fading away.

Nothing. No response, no attention wrought, nothing.

Copperhead grunted and continued to plod about, rounding yet another corner of old buildings as a clearing came into his view… … …

His six eyes suddenly widened. Now there was something of interest! Copperhead roared at the sight of the vacant mech in the distance, pleasurable thrill coursing through his veins as dark thoughts began to brew about within his violent mind. An opponent! One of the human race’s war machines! At last, Copperhead had something to spend energy on; at last, he had some vermin to exterminate! His masters would be pleased with this progress! Roaring again, the alien armadillo pawed the ground like a bull preparing to charge, eyes narrowed with vicious excitement.

Engrossed he was in the prospect of achieving what he had been seen here to achieve, but not so engrossed to not notice a new scent entering his powerful nostrils.


*****


The roar rippled through the bowels of the dormant Jaeger, rattling the walls and striking a horrible panic into its occupants. Hayley nearly jumped, Taylor visibly flinched, even Mei snapped her head about like a cat with widened eyes and contracted pupils. Even before that horrid bellow had finished, they all knew what it meant: hiding time was over.

It was time to—

“Warning: second signature now in range. Approaching at speeds of 50 kilometers per hour,” Loa suddenly announced.

“Wait…what?!” Hayley asked in shock.

“What category?” Taylor demanded.

“Running diagnostics…” Loa stated as she took a moment of quiet, much to the suspenseful dread of the Jaeger’s occupants, before finishing, “Scans complete. Kaiju, Category 4.”

A chill as cold as the most frigid depths of the Antarctic Ocean went down their spines at the sound of that description.

“What?” Taylor gasped.

“No way…” Hayley whispered.

Alongside him, Mei took a step back. “You gotta be f***ing kidding.”

“Type: Quadrupedal. Approximate height: 40 meters on four legs. Estimated weight 54,000 metric tons.” Loa paused for a moment, but by the look of things she clearly wasn’t done running her scans. As the group waited for her to say something, a glowing diagram formed of the previously unseen newcomer.

A loud, wailing cry unlike anything they ever heard echoed across the abandoned city, clearly audible even within the depths of a colossal war machine.

“Breed… … …unknown.


*****


Under the first light of dawn that begun to creep into sight in the desert distance, a giant’s morning stroll came to an abrupt stop. Brown eyes widened in surprise upon locking onto the sight of another behemoth in the distance, its bioluminescent glow sticking out like a scar across one’s chest. Leathery scales older than the human race itself pulled taught and tensed as the ancient behemoth halted like a deer in headlights, temporarily taken aback at this unexpected surprise.

The Fierce Prehistoric Dragon hadn’t expected to find this new settlement of land to be the stomping grounds of the otherworldly ones, but there was a first for everything. Anguirus grunted in irritation and dug his forepaws into the desert soil. Ever since his rude and loud awakening by the devil’s flame that humankind unleashed, the ankylosaur had hoped that the end of his migration from all the way in Siberia would mark the beginning of a long period of peace for him; a fitting reward for his rather tiresome journey from one continent to another—and the occasional battles he had to fight to get here.

Anguirus wasn’t in the mood for yet another sparring match… … …but he also wasn’t bent on seeing his destination get stolen from him upon mere arrival—particularly at the paws of one of The Breach’s invaders.

The tenacious ankylosaur reared up like a horse and wailed a powerful roar into the early morning heavens, catching the other beast’s attention. As Anguirus’ howl echoed off the gorgeous canyons and resounded through the ghost city, the glowing quadruped up ahead turned to face him. The dinosaur growled. He had its attention now. From afar, the alien bellowed its own otherworldly cry back at him, a clear beckon for conflict. This made Anguirus snort.

Right from the get-go, this creature was looking for a fight.

Shaking his dragon-like head, Anguirus roared a second time, a warning for the alien to back down. This was HIS territory!

But Copperhead merely howled back once more, aggressively defiant as ever.


*****


On the entrance to the head of Atlas Destroyer, Hayley watched the unexpected spectacle play out with wordless astonishment. In a world where extraterrestrial giant monsters walked the earth and waged war against giant man-made robots designed to punch them in the face, in a world driven mad by the destructive battles these two opposing sides fought day after day with seemingly no hope of ceasing; she, Hayley Travis, who had been right in the middle of more than a few of these battles, who had fought a few such battles herself, who had seen and survived Kaiju great and small, had been given a gift of a weapon by a half-Kaiju half-Jaeger hybrid mecha, had witnessed a young boy transform into a Kaiju… … …could not believe what she was seeing right now. Even after everything she and Taylor had seen and experienced up to this point, the sight of what stood in the distance for her eyes to see prevented her from summoning the strength to make even the slightest sound to voice her shock. What she saw wasn’t just a Kaiju.

Out there, alive and as real as her and her brother, living and breathing and bellowing for all the world to hear, stood a dinosaur.

Long ago, Hayley remembered a time when she was sitting in class, having finished a test early; faster than any of her fellow students could have. As a result, she had immediate access to free time, and the first thing she did was quietly pull out a particular book and reveal its contents. She remembered stopping on a particular page depicting a beautifully crafted picture of an armored tank of a beast with armored plates and a fearsome club on the end of its tail. She remembered the silent awe and wonder she felt upon looking at it; the painful, almost heartbroken longing she felt as he reached out and stroked the picture of the extinct animal, imagining it being leathery scales, and thinking:

I wish I could see a real dinosaur.

Another wailing roar echoed from the distant behemoth, and the blonde flashed right back to the present, the memory receding back into the corners of her mind to become dormant once again. Under the fading light of the morning star, as a teen gradually edging towards the dawn of adulthood, Hayley Travis looked upon the magnificent sight of a distant dream come true.

The new Copperhead, sounding every bit as hideously monstrous and pissed off as his deceased predecessor, roared back at the saurian colossus, clearly riled up and not happy about the newcomer’s presence. The alien tarasque narrowed its bioluminescent eyes in aggression as it glared across at the prehistoric creature, who seemed to look him right in the eye with a fearless glower of his own. The giants continued to exchange mighty roars and aggressive gestures, while Hayley stared in ever-blooming shock at what she began to realize was to transpire. Neither one of these creatures was gonna be backing down nor tolerating one another’s presence, which would only lead to one conclusion. One the world had never seen.

The monsters were gonna fight.

Hayley ignored the vibrations of rushing footfalls behind her as the three other occupants of the dormant Jaeger rushed out to accompany her on the makeshift porch she stood upon, still staring stunned at the unfolding spectacle of mythical proportions that was about to reach heights one could hardly imagine. Whether out of curiosity or the small, primal side of her that existed somewhere down there, she couldn’t retreat into the recesses of the Jaeger, couldn’t muster the courage to turn her eyes away from the scene.

For whatever reason or another, the concept of two giant monsters duking it out not with a Jaeger, not with a battalion of tanks and jets, but each other, held the Jaeger cadet captivated.

Far away, Anguirus uttered yet another prehistoric wail, seemingly one last attempt to get the bioluminescent tarasque to back down. But the alien wasn’t buying it, and howled back defiantly. This made the dinosaur flinch for a moment—then, with a walrus-like grunt, he broke into an abrupt charge; a movement which Copperhead repeated.

Like two giant bighorn sheep, the colossal quadrupeds ran at their top speeds on an unpreventable collision course. Clouds of dust and earth were thrown up and huge multi-toed craters were embedded in the soil every time a massive foot smashed against the ground as they ran. The Richter scale climbed rapidly from zero to three as they neared—

“GET BACK INSIDE!” Mei roared.

—and then skyrocketed when the two giants met in a muscle-powered, fury-driven crash that produced such tremors they nearly knocked the sitting Atlas Destroyer flat on its face. Mei howled in pain as she was smacked against the side of the wall from the force of the quakes given off by the impact, her armor-covered arm smashed against the steel and temporarily losing all feel in the appendage. Groaning horribly, she collapsed on her side.

Taylor had been knocked backwards against the still-closed doors, his head aching from a terrible concussion due to the back of his skull having collided with the metal. One thing was certain: when this was over, he would have quite the throbbing goose egg to bemoan about for a few days.

Boy had been knocked on his side, but unlike his older peers displayed no signs of injury or pain in any way shape or form. Seemingly as quickly as he was downed, the child was back on his feet in no time.

Hayley, on the other hand, had been thrown clear off her feet, having landed flat on her face of all things.

“Ow,” she moaned begrudgingly.


*****


Anguirus snapped his jaws down upon Copperhead’s neck, his lower teeth piercing the magma-like skin of the alien’s underside while his upper teeth waged a physical battle to breach his armored hide. It was a battle that, to Copperhead’s shock, didn’t last very long; as Anguirus shoved against the alien, his immense jaw strength paid off and his teeth punched through the thick, shell-like skin in sprays of phosphorescent blue liquid. Copperhead wailed in pain as Anguirus continued to shove forth, the dinosaur’s jaws seemingly made of diamond as he put more pressure on his bite.

Copperhead jutted his head up, smacking his snout against Anguirus’ shoulder, but the ankylosaur did not relinquish. Roaring in fury, Copperhead raised a paw and batted Anguirus in the face with it, but still the saurian refused to let up. Now, the alien was beginning to lose his patience!

Pushing up on his hind legs, Copperhead swung himself around and slung himself down, sandwiching Anguirus between himself and the ground—and the dinosaur’s jaws loosened. It was just the change Copperhead needed to yank himself back with all his strength, breaking free of Anguirus’ vice-like grip.

Luminous blood flowing down his neck, Copperhead instantly took the opportunity to charge like an enraged rhino. Anguirus didn’t have time to react and the Category IV rammed him right in the side, sending him skidding back with a painful howl. Copperhead didn’t take a moment to rest and charged a second time, changing from giant rhino to overgrown panther as he pushed his legs off and pounced on his saurian quarry with a thunderous BOOM! The tenacious ankylosaur wailed in anguish as the alien landed on his side, reaching down to bite his neck. His toothless jaws having trouble breaching the dinosaur’s natural armor, Copperhead resorted to shaking his head in an attempt to find a kink in the armor and breach it.

Anguirus roared in fury and thrashed, kicking out with his paws against the alien’s glowing hide. Copperhead’s bite was powerful, but unfortunately for the Breach Kaiju it was nowhere near as strong or relentless as that of the giant Ankylosaurus. As a result, while Copperhead was clearly making him work for it, it didn’t take too long before Anguirus managed to wrench himself free of the tarasque’s glowing orange jaws. Grunting in rage, Anguirus lunged up with his head and snapped his jaws—and Copperhead, out of sheer fear, lurched his upper body back just enough out of reach as the dinosaur’s teeth stabbed nothing but thin air with a resounding CRACK!

Lashing out with a paw, Anguirus smacked the tarasque on the side of his face, eliciting a cry of anger from the extraterrestrial quadruped. Copperhead bellowed and slammed a paw towards Anguirus’ chest—and paid most dearly for it when the dinosaur snapped his jaws upon the offending limb.

Copperhead shrieked and recoiled, trying to flail as Anguirus bit down harder, his jaws already beginning to crack the bones. Desperately, the Category IV changed tactics; rather than flailing, Copperhead lunged forth and began repeatedly ramming his armored skull against Anguirus’ horned brow as hard as his bioluminescent muscles could allow. The first four hits, powerful as they were, failed to make the Fierce Prehistoric Dragon relinquish his mighty hold; the fifth and sixth, however, began to loosen his grip; the seventh began to make him dizzy, and the eight and ninth finally parted his jaws enough that Copperhead lashed out with his free paw and batted him upside the head, sending him recoiling with a pained squeal. Capitalizing on his stunned posture, Copperhead tried his best to ignore the searing pain in his wounded forelimb as he turned quickly about, smacking his tail against Anguirus’ head and sending the dinosaur reeling away.

Anguirus roared as he shook his head, fighting the concussion he had obtained. Afar from him, Copperhead bellowed wrathfully and took a step forward in an attempt to charge—only to stop short and recoil from pain before limping back, holding his injured forelimb above the ground like a dog. The bioluminescent quadruped looked to his injured limb, then back at the recovering Anguirus, his six blue eyes narrowing in seething anger as a low growl rumbled from his throat.

Anguirus, managing to hold his weary gaze on Copperhead, grunted back in reply.

Copperhead was both physically and mentally kept from rushing the tenacious ankylosaur and attempting to tear him apart, despite his raging desire to do so. Merely moving his savaged forelimb tested his ability to feel it and planting it against the ground tortured it like the lowest plane of Tartarus. The spike-covered dinosaur had surely left his mark; this wound would take a long time to heal after this battle was over.

Copperhead bellowed an enraged cry, cursing the Fierce Prehistoric Dragon. Focusing all his mental strength into fighting the pain, the alien relied sheerly on his rage as he charged Anguirus once more, bloodlust radiating from his six eyes—when the prehistoric quadruped revealed a new trick. Snapping his jaws open, Anguirus roared loudly at a volume that was so great, it channeled kinetic energy to hit him with the force of a collapsing skyscraper. The ultrasonic roar stunned the Category IV, sending him stumbling back with a howl of confusion and pain, before he tripped painfully on his injured limb and fell on his side.

The tarasque screamed both in agony and wrath as his wounded limb flared to life with pain, but unlike before he wouldn’t be staying down. Still continuing to roar in painful rage, Copperhead rolled onto his stomach and pushed back off the ground, his screams doubling in vocal intensity as he did so. Fighting the pain like a champ, he turned back to face Anguirus, this time opting to stand back and keep his distance as the dinosaur finished recovering.

Slowly, like gladiatorial warriors, the two giants began to circle one another. Grunting like a giant hog, Anguirus fixed his alien adversary with a fearless stare, ready to have at him at the first sign of movement. Copperhead, being careful not to put too much pressure on his wounded forelimb, growled antagonistically right back. For a tense thirty seconds, they continued their slow combat ‘dance’, waiting for the other to make the first move.

But when aggression flows through the blood, even the most patient fighters have their limits.

Roaring their respective war cries, both monstrous quadrupeds suddenly broke back into a charge and slammed into each other with animalistic wrath. Like giant male elephant seals, they reared up on their hind legs and smashed against one another in repeated body slams of physical might that echoed off the buildings of Clayton like godly thunderclaps. Pushing, smashing and shoving against one another with bipedal blows of pure force packed with the most immeasurable levels of testosterone anyone had ever seen, the titans dueled fiercely with such power that the Richter scale had climbed to frightening levels of intensity yet again.

Landing on all fours for just a moment, Anguirus contracted all the strength in his hind legs before pushing off and slamming his upper body against the lunging Copperhead, remaining bipedal for just a moment before both beasts fell back on all fours. Copperhead howled with bloodlust and suddenly changed strategy, rushing forward and bashing his head against Anguirus’ shoulder. The Ankylosaurus roared as he was flung back from the force of the hit, smashing through a few buildings on the edge of the city. Using the pain in his wounded arm to fuel his fury, Copperhead charged his reptilian opponent with a bloodlust-filled scream.

Anguirus’ brown eyes flashed open, narrowing as he felt the strengthening vibrations of Copperhead’s approaching footfalls.

As the 2nd Generation ‘Jaeger Breaker’ sprinted at full furious speed, the Fierce Prehistoric Dragon planted all four paws on the ground and held down firmly, waiting like a crocodile in ambush. Copperhead’s furious roar rebounded off the buildings as he got rapidly closer by the second, his footfalls getting louder until he was seemingly right on top of him… … …

Anguirus bellowed mightily and twisted on his heels, swinging his tail—

—and Copperhead, a mere forty meters from the downed ankylosaur, suddenly hit the brakes and swung his own tail at the same time.

The two club-like ends of their tails met with a resounding CLANG! which produced a shockwave so powerful it made the sitting Jaeger in the distance budge backwards by a few meters. Caught off guard by the unexpected maneuver, Anguirus was too surprised to counter the alien taking advantage of the situation and charging forward. Lunging like a puma, Copperhead clamped his powerful jaws back down on Anguirus’ neck as he tackled him, knocking him flat on his back. Slamming one paw against the dinosaur’s chest, Copperhead bellowed a dominant roar to the sky.

Anguirus narrowed his eyes as he tucked his legs in, planting them against the tarasque’s magma-colored belly.

As Copperhead lunged down and tried to bite against Anguirus’ tough neck, the Armored Fierce Dragon shoved forth with all the strength he could muster and threw a very surprised Copperhead off of him. The Category IV landed with a thunderous impact, kicking up clouds of dust and concrete fragments as he skidded back for thirty meters before stopping. With that opportunity, Anguirus rolled back onto his belly and pushed up, back on his feet once again.

Copperhead wailed with rage as he too managed to right himself, swinging his tail in a threatening gesture. Anguirus pawed the ground before charging yet again, snarling aggressively. The Category IV daikaiju once again fought to ignore the pain in his wounded limb as he turned on his heels, swinging his tail. Copperhead shut his eyes tightly and roared as the pain tortured him, but ultimately found it worth it when his tail scored a direct hit on the dinosaur’s face. Howling with pleasure, he charged—and recoiled when Anguirus bellowed forth his ultrasonic roar yet again. Swaying and shaking his head, Copperhead backed away as he tried to fight the headache he had obtained from being hit close-range by the vocal attack. But it was not to get better, only worse as Anguirus twisted about and smacked his spike-covered club against the alien’s skull.

Anguirus made his move.

Lunging forward like a crocodile, the irradiated Ankylosaurus slammed his jaws shut on Copperhead’s wounded forelimb like a diamond-forged bear trap. Bursts of bioluminescent hemoglobin sprayed into the air as Copperhead’s six glowing eyes snapped open and a tortured boom screamed from his gaping jaws!

Unwilling to give the alien any breathing room, Anguirus immediately began to shake his head like a rabid hyena, his teeth beginning to rip glowing trenches in the magma-colored flesh. Copperhead screamed in tortured rage as he began to bash his head against the dinosaur like before with relentless resolve, but unlike before, this punishment only served to make Anguirus strengthen his jaw muscles and bones, intensifying his bone-crushing bite!

Loud cracks began to emanate from the ailing forelimb as pangs of agony shot through Copperhead, informing him of just how badly the situation was changing for him as Anguirus continued to bite down harder… … …

Copperhead was stopped short of his attempts to dislodge his enemy when a loud crack echoed across the battlefield as Anguirus’ jaws finally crushed the bone, ruining the forelimb—but that wasn’t the end of it. With the forelimb at its weakest, Anguirus quickly began to yank and shake on it yet again, and as a result it didn’t take long for the consequences to come to pass.

An entire canopy of fresh, new agony so great it nearly made the Category IV go into shock washed over Copperhead as Anguirus ripped his left forelimb right off in a spray of glowing sapphire gore. The spike-covered saurian immediately spat the dismembered appendage out as Copperhead reeled away with a howl of agony loud enough to be heard from cities distant.


*****


Hayley shuddered in her seat as the roar reverberated through the depths of Atlas Destroyer. As the dormant mech began to groan with movement, the teen quickly took a moment to look to Boy, and mentally breathed a relieved sigh when she saw he was safely strapped into his chair. Looking to Taylor and Mei, she was thankful to see the same with them; if this mech was gonna be falling over—or if the battle raged to their position and knocked the Jaeger sprawling, they were prepared.

“Jesus, listen to that,” Taylor muttered with awe.

“That sounds like it hurts,” Mei whispered.

Another impact tremor vibrated through the cockpit, and Hayley could feel the Jaeger beginning to move again—and this time, it didn’t cease. She could feel gravity begin to take hold as the room began to feel upside-down… … …

“Brace for impact!” Loa shouted.

Their belts strapped in, the four occupants held tightly as they felt their mech fall backwards.


*****


Copperhead ignored the falling Jaeger in the corner of his eyesight as he lunged forth and rammed Anguirus with his skull, sending the ankylosaur skidding back. Blood flying from the stump where his left arm used to be, the tarasque screamed at how he would murder Anguirus before breaking into the best charge he could muster; once more using the hellish agony to fuel his blinding rage. The fact that he was missing a limb was no hinderance to him, Copperhead ran at an impressive pace, leaving a trail of azure blood behind.

Anguirus lowered his head and planted his paws firmly on the ground, only lunging forward when Copperhead was close. Their heads smashed together like giant bighorn sheep; despite the incredible force of Copperhead’s skull colliding with his own, Anguirus held his own and pressed his head against that of his alien opponent, trying to out-shove him. Copperhead roared into Anguirus’ face as he shoved back, outclassing the saurian in rather short order. But even backing off, Anguirus did not fall nor submit. As Copperhead lunged like an angry dog, Anguirus bent down low and allowed the Category IV to land on his back. His spikes piercing the orange under-torso of the alien, Copperhead howled with pain and immediately backed off.

Anguirus tried to take advantage of the situation and rushed his seemingly stunned opponent, but received a paw-smack upside the head for his troubles. As Anguirus roared in pain, Copperhead grabbed him by the neck with his jaws—but this time he had a different strategy in mind from what he had attempted previous. Chomping down hard to ensure he had a firm grip, he ignored Anguirus’ shaking and thrashing as he lifted, strained on his three limbs to spin around, and with a hard thrust upwards threw the ankylosaur into the air.

Wailing like a prehistoric banshee, Anguirus soared across the battlefield for hundreds of meters before finally coming down with a painful CRASH! that triggered yet another brief earthquake. Dragging a huge trench of shattered concrete and torn earth, Anguirus skidded like a car before finally coming to a groaning stop.

Copperhead had already begun charging before the ankylosaur had begun to fall; running as fast as he could on three limbs, the tarasque narrowed his eyes as he closed in to quench a bloodlust that had been plaguing him like a mosquito he couldn’t swat. The ground quaked horrifically with every impact his paws met upon the earth, growing stronger as he neared his reptilian quarry.

Anguirus had just made it to his feet when Copperhead smashed head-first into his body like a rocket-powered hammer, sending him flying like a volleyball yet again. A painful holler echoed from the dinosaur’s gaping jaws before he made impact yet again, but just like before he made way to getting back on his feet—and noticed Copperhead gaining rapidly on him yet again.

Anguirus’ eyes narrowed.

Contracting his hind legs, Anguirus grunted as he pushed off with all the effort he could muster, jumping an incredible two-hundred meters into the air just as Copperhead shot through where he had been once standing. The tarasque skidded to a halt with a shocked roar as Anguirus landed a sizable distance away. The tenacious ankylosaur bellowed fearlessly before breaking into a spring towards the alien, who turned on his heels and swung his tail when he neared. Contracting his legs, Anguirus ducked under the battering appendage before lunging like a crocodile… … …

… … …and Copperhead immediately made way to jut himself back, avoiding those snapping jaws as well as he could.

But the Fierce Prehistoric Dragon was no stranger to improvising; snapping his jaws back open, Anguirus bellowed forth his ultrasonic roar at close range. This time, the force of the vocal blast wasn’t just enough to stun the alien, it was enough to literally knock him off his feet! As Copperhead fell back howling with pain, Anguirus didn’t waste a second and lunged a second time—and this time, his jaws found themselves right where he needed them to be. Clamping them down around Copperhead’s neck, the Ankylosaurus applied his infamous pressure and bit down harder with each passing second. Stony armor cracked, bioluminescent lifeblood spurted from holes pierced in alien flesh, and within seconds bone was beginning to crack and give way once more. There was no shaking or tearing this time; Anguirus simply held tightly as he bit down harder and harder, hoping to apply enough force to crush the alien’s vertebrae.

Anguirus strained his eyes tightly shut as Copperhead regained his senses and began to beat on him with his free paw, but once more the dinosaur elected to ignore it. He would see this through to the end, and nothing would stop him!

The tarasque screamed with rage as he continued to smack his paw against the dinosaur’s neck, but this tactic failed to get him anywhere as the pit bull terrier of Kaiju continued to hold his diamond-hard vice grip. Copperhead attempted to turn around and beat against him with his tail, but all he could reach was the ankylosaur’s spike-covered back. Thrashing about, Copperhead began to panic. He couldn’t pry those jaws apart by any means, and he couldn’t beat the damn pest off with blunt force trauma… … …or could he?

His six eyes widening, a new plan entered Copperhead’s mind. A last resort tactic—and one that better work, for he could already feel the air begin to cut off from his lungs and the bones in his neck beginning to tighten to the extreme… … …

Wailing an alien cry, Copperhead threw his upper body down-sideways and began to beat the ankylosaur against the ground as hard as he could. With powerful body-slam after body-slam, he assailed the prehistoric cretin with all the force he could muster, making sure he hit the saurian in the right area where it would hurt. But despite the beatings he took, despite the sheer power behind the tarasque’s last resort tactic, Anguirus was hanging on as if for dear life—and applying more and more pressure. Bronze armor was beginning to crack loudly under the immense pressure, no longer able to keep the incredible bite force of the prehistoric creature at bay for long.

Copperhead, howling like a panicking bull, began to run in a straight line. Uncaring about the direction of the streets carved out beneath his feet, he smashed through building after building in a mad dash, making sure his dinosaurian captor took the brunt of it all in a last hope that it would deter him.

Anguirus’ eyes tightened, but like a mongoose attacking a king cobra he did not let go.

Copperhead’s screams of pain increased in volume as he suddenly dropped flat and smashed his side against the ground, sandwiching Anguirus—and still the persistent ankylosaur refused to let the hell go—!

CRACK!

The telltale noise resounded like a shotgun across the ghost city, an auditory signal that could mean only one thing. Copperhead’s eyes suddenly snapped wide open, a wave of shock rippling through him as the inevitable outcome of his failure became obvious. His once dangerous movements came to a slow, his strength now beginning to wane.

Anguirus’ jaws had caved his neck in, crushing his neck vertebrae.

With a strained grunt, the Fierce Prehistoric Dragon jutted his head up, throwing the crippled Copperhead a small distance away as he landed with a deafening THUD! For a moment, the Category IV remained standing on three quivering legs… … …and then fell to his knees with a weak gurgle. Seeing him like this, Anguirus snorted.

It was time to end this.

Despite the exhausted wear coursing through his nerves, Anguirus muscled through it and quickly began to back up. As he did so, however, he failed to notice the narrowing eyes of Copperhead as the crippled Category IV locked his waning vision on him. Even on the verge of what he knew would be his last breaths before his inevitable passing, Copperhead still had one last plan in mind. Even if these were his last moments, even if his opponent had already graced upon him the fatal blow, the tarasque would still see to it that if he was to die this morning, he would at the very least take his saurian foe with him. For once, Copperhead was grateful to not possess facial muscles, for if he had Anguirus would’ve surely noticed him giving the slyest smirk anyone had ever seen.

He readied his tail. Wait for it… … …

The Ankylosaurus backed up until he was a full five hundred meters away, grunting as he pawed the ground. Lowering his head like a rhinoceros, he locked onto his opponent. Holding himself straight like a dog prepared to go on the attack, he bared his teeth in a snarl before powering forth in a galloping run.

Copperhead watched him, preparing to aim his tail like a spear… … …

… … …only for his plans to shatter like glass upon what happened next.

Mid-charge, Anguirus suddenly curled up and rolled forward, becoming a living wrecking ball of armor and spikes rolling at momentum a cheetah on steroids could only dream of. Copperhead was so shocked at what he had just witnessed that he barely had time to register how fast Anguirus was homing in on him before—

SMASH!

The living ball of armored spikes crashed into Copperhead’s neck, caving in the once-powerful armor and splitting it like an orange. A mini-tsunami of azure blood splashed forth from the horrid wound as Copperhead reeled away with a banshee-like wail, all the while Anguirus unfurled and landed a good one hundred meters from the dying alien. The Category IV Daikaiju was pulverized instantly, falling to the ground with a rebounding quake that rattled Clayton to its core, only stopping after a good forty seconds had passed. For a moment, Copperhead weakly twitched; even in death, the tarasque was relentless in his resolve. Still, he tried to move. Tried to fight. Weakly, he raised one limb off the ground, a rasping gurgle echoing from his jaws as gallons of blood leaked from his ruptured throat… … …

And then he stilled, never to move again.

A long, tiresome snort blew the dust off the ground in front of Anguirus’ nostrils as he watched his extraterrestrial adversary enter death’s door. For a moment, the dinosaur simply gazed upon the fallen body of his slain adversary. He did not roar, did not proclaim his success to the world; he wasn’t in the mood for it. He was tired when he arrived, but now he was exhausted. He wondered if he would even make it to two minutes before sleep brought him to his knees.

Despite his exhaustion, however, his eyes were not oblivious to the bipedal mecha that had stood to its feet in the background. Anguirus froze for a moment as he locked his gaze on the blue and gold machine, waiting for it to make its next move. For the time being, it simply stood there like a giant metallic scarecrow, eying the ankylosaur with its characterless gaze.


*****


Both Hayley and Taylor held themselves in the most passive positions possible, Atlas Destroyer mimicking their motive. With the drift in motion, the two thus had access to one another’s thoughts—and as a result, Taylor followed up on his sister’s mental conclusion. After seeing what this creature was capable of, and learning that it bore no allegiance to the Kaiju from The Breach, it was best not to provoke the animal into yet another fight. If this monster truly lived up to its designated status, then it was wise to not to start a fight they couldn’t win.

But, they could not piece the creature’s motives together either—and if push did indeed come to shove, it was best that both Taylor and Hayley were the ones piloting the Jaeger.

The deeper the bond… … …the better you fight.

Mei held tight strapped to one of the chairs in the cockpit, Boy sitting right next to her as they both watched the screen to the outside world. Even though she hid it beautifully as always, Mei was every bit as tense as her peers in watching the victorious ankylosaur stare at them, waiting to see what move it would make. There was plenty of barrier between them and the creature itself, and yet it felt like standing face-to-face with a black leopard; standing stiff and tense with a feral, primal terror as you looked upon the expressionless face of the wild cat, completely unable to comprehend what decision the animal was going to make. Completely unaware if the predator was going to eventually regard you as not worth the time—or begin stalking towards you in preparation to pounce.

And this was no leopard; this was a goddamn dinosaur. 54,000 metric tons of armored prehistoric muscle, relentless ferocity and bad attitude armed to the literal tooth and claw. And one that had, before their very eyes, taken down one of the most dangerous Category IV Kaiju known to emerge from the breach.

One wrong move, and they would be dropped like a sack of Kaiju poop.

Ahead of them, the Category VI shifted. All four occupants tensed, eyes broadening ever so slightly as the creature continued to eye them right back… … …and then, with a wailing bark, the dinosaur turned away and began to lumber into the deeper recesses of Clayton.

Mei, shockingly, was the first in the conn pod to audibly sigh with relief as sweet as heaven.


*****


Anguirus decided.

With no sign of hostility from this humanoid machine, the Fierce Prehistoric Dragon deemed it no need to worry over and turned about, limping tiredly in the other direction. There was no use in further participating in this pointless staring contest, he had picked too many fights and traversed enough miles over the course of this journey to spend more wasted energy on things not worth partaking in. From what he had seen, this robot probably knew its place, and wouldn’t be bothering him unless he bothered it first. Every now and then, as he looked about Anguirus saw tiny quadrupedal morsels darting in and about the streets of the abandoned human habitat.

With Copperhead dead, there was nothing left in this land that could bother him.

This territory was now officially his.

It took almost two minutes, but Anguirus eventually found just the right spot to rest his weary physique. A large, softened patch of long-demolished rubble belonging to a building that had been destroyed years ago. Normally, the Ankylosaurus would prefer a spot with a nice patch of grass, but this would make a good substitute for today. Taking his first steps upon the rubble soon to become his makeshift bed, Anguirus turned in a few circles upon it like a tired dog preparing to go to bed. Then, with a tired grunt, the Fiercest Dragon in History allowed his legs to buckle out and his belly to collide softly with the dusty surface. Tucking his legs in like a cat, Anguirus filled the still, morning air with a loud and pleasurable yawn of fatigue before laying his head down upon the rubble.

His eyes drifting shut, Anguirus was finally able to catch the sleep he deserved.


*****


“Threat assessment negated. Kaiju, codename ‘Anguirus’, is no longer a valid hazard,” Loa judged. “No more Kaiju signatures detected. The coast is clear.”

“Thanks Loa,” Taylor replied, before looking to his younger sibling. “Come on. I think now’s a good time to—”

“I’m in your brain,” Hayley retorted sarcastically, “you don’t need to say it out loud.”

Shaking his head with a brief chuckle, Taylor followed along with his sister’s thoughts once more as together, they set to moving their robotic vessel. With soft, lumbering footsteps, Atlas Destroyer trudged over to the nearest building her pilots could find. For a moment, Taylor considered maybe leaving the old construct be, but then decided against it. It was long overgrown with vines and plant matter; it wasn’t like anyone was ever going to be needing it in the near future. Might as well make use of it here and now. Very carefully as to not draw any attention, the former training Jaeger accommodated with the movements of her pilots as she slowly sat back down, leaning softly against the building in a position of rest.

Only when all movement of the robotic humanoid came to a cease did her pilots cease their neural handshake, stepping out of their suits as they sat back down on the cold metal floor. Mei and Boy, with no need to take any more precautions, finally unstrapped themselves from their chairs as they too took the opportunity to rest. For a minute, the silence was filled with the steady, calming breathing of the Jaeger’s four tired occupants as they let the sense of relief wash over them that the battle was over. As they let themselves calm down, Hayley stared out the window, watching the dinosaur fall into a peaceful slumber that she herself had been denied thanks to the battle that had taken place today. So focused on the twinge of envy she felt coursing through her brain, that she didn’t even notice herself leaning back to loose a long, weary yawn.

But any thoughts of a few extra hours of shut eye were put to an end when Mei stood up, placing her pistols back into their holsters as she started towards the door. The door whirred open, allowing the former mercenary to walk through and temporarily disappear outside. The constant cawing of an outside flock of ravens filed into the room—and then, two of said caws suddenly came to a pair of abrupt shrieks, before going silent.

When Mei walked back into the conn pod, she now held two dead ravens by the neck, a sight that made the Travis siblings cringe—while Boy lit up his eyes excitedly.

“Nap time’s over. Who’s wants breakfast?” Mei asked with a smirk.


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Wait—this is supposed to be Final Wars Anguirus, not 2001 Anguirus.

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ShinGojira14 wrote: Sat May 14, 2022 2:15 pm Wait—this is supposed to be Final Wars Anguirus, not 2001 Anguirus.

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shippersdreamer wrote: Sat May 14, 2022 2:15 pm
ShinGojira14 wrote: Sat May 14, 2022 2:15 pm Wait—this is supposed to be Final Wars Anguirus, not 2001 Anguirus.

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Remember people! If you ever are dealing with monster who hail from a dimension other than our own.. Just stop wasting your time building mecha's and get an actual Earth kaiju on the job. They get things done faster. :P
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Great match overall! Fun action and a nice way to have the Godzilla franchise cross over with The Black. Speaking of which, I should really get around to watching that show..
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This was a pretty fun match, great tooth and claw fight for sure.
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Finally got around to reading this one and it was very good! Loved the simple tooth and claw match, action was very solid and so was the human element
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For some reason the location card was broken so I fixed it! (I realize that it's not in Syndney just bear with me)
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