SATURDAY HORROR - Enter Despair

SATURDAY HORROR #83

(Note to the reader: Had no time to proof read...enjoy anyways!)

Gojira fell to his knees. The earth vibrated as Gojira could no longer withstand the pain and slumped to the ground. The red pools of Bagan's eyes looked down at Gojira, deeming it unworthy. Saliva as hot as acid dripped from Bagan's jaws as the demonic dragon approaches the fallen monster. Gojira's eyes were closed and to any spectator, it looked as if it were dead. But Bagan was not easily fooled, for he knew Gojira was already dead. Hellish flames churned in Bagan's jaws and the demonic dragon stopped a hundred yards in front of Gojira's carcass.

"Hell will welcome you once again, Gojira!" Bagan screamed, seconds before releasing its vile energy blast.

As the entire city witnessed Gojira's agony, spectators began to wonder exactly how this devious Bagan came into existence. Such an evil being born and why is unknown. Searing flames discharged from Bagan's gaping jaws and lanced into Gojira's body, showering the beast in sparks and sizzling smoke. Buildings that surrounded Gojira's body, melted from the intense heat that Bagan's energy blast gave off.

The pools of red that represented Bagan's dreadful eyes, gazed down at the smoldering carcass. Bagan stomped towards Gojira, the ground beneath its feet vibrating from its mass, as the demonic dragon grew closer and closer to its destination. Gojira's pale white eyes could only watch as Bagan stopped a few feet in front of him, laughing with each breath it took. Cauldrons of fire churned from Bagan's jaws as the demonic dragon reached down, embedding its claws in Gojira's thick flesh. Gojira didn't bother to emit a painful grunt of any kind; it just accepted the pain that Bagan prepared to dish out.

With amazing strength, Bagan hoisted Gojira's body over his head. Bagan dropped down, still holding Gojira over his head, and threw Gojira straight up into the air. Never before, had Bagan exerted such power. But now, Gojira knew what was going to happen next. Despite the cool gusts of wind that swept across its body, Gojira couldn't prepare for the agonizing pain that was to come. Gojira's body fell from the sky and struck two of Bagan's horns; Bagan's horns easily slit through Gojira's flesh and drew blood.

Gojira roared an unholy cry.

It knew that no matter what he'd do, Bagan was too much.

Still clenching Gojira's flesh with its bare hands, Bagan felt a surge of power manifest within its horns. The horns that were embedded deep in Gojira's flesh began to crackle with energy. Gojira cried out in pain as electrical bolts of energy rippled through Bagan's horns and scourged through Gojira's veins. The dark saurian felt every inch of its body sputter from the intense heat. The white orbs of Gojira's eyes began to melt until finally they popped out of Gojira's sockets. The popping of Gojira's eyes pleased Bagan and a hideous thought crossed the demon's mind.

Separating Gojira's body from Bagan's horns, the demonic dragon lifted Gojira off its horns and high into the air. Bagan's arms began to shook, drawing its eternal power, summoning all the strength the demon possessed. Blood dripped from Gojira's jaws, as the dark saurian felt its spine break into two. The spectators that watched from the stands gasped from the terrifying sight that had unfolded before their very eyes.

Bagan had just snapped Gojira in two.

***

"I'm sorry I failed you," Gigantis said, looking down at Anguirus. Memories of Jet Jaguar's brutal assaults on the mutated dinosaur still lingered in Gigantis' mind. Gigantis had seen his friends be broken in two and felt his own demise by the metallic grasps of Jet Jaguar. "Don't worry, old friend, I'll see to it that we'll get the last laugh in the end. You know me; I've always put aside my own needs for those who are under my protection."

Tears dripped from Gigantis' reptilian eyes. The drops of tears splashed against Anguirus' carcass. Blood stained most of Anguirus' body. Gigantis stared silently into Anguirus' dead eyes, before turning away. Gigantis dragged his tail across the ground, slowly walking away from his death friend. Gigantis left Anguirus in their locker room and yearned to seek out Jet Jaguar, and rip him apart.

Down the hallway, Gigantis had already found what he was looking for. Inside his own private locker room was Jet Jaguar himself. The robot with artificial intelligence laughed with his comrades, proposing a toast to defeat of Gigantis and those who dared to stand at his side. Gigantis' enraged eyes glared as those who laughed with Jet Jaguar: Megalon, Gigan, Titanosaurus, Varan, Baragon, Kumonga, Kamacuras, Gabara, Hedorah and Mechagodzilla.

Radioactive flames washed across Gigantis' spines and the noble warrior prepared to avenge his fallen comrades. Jet Jaguar stood and began to imitate Gigantis, entertaining the monsters who enjoyed the thought about others suffering; but as Jet Jaguar was about to sit down a radioactive heat ray shot through the room and struck Jet Jaguar square in the chest. The concussive force of the ray itself slammed Jet Jaguar up against the wall. Megalon cackled with laughter, but then noticed that Jet Jaguar didn't intend to get knocked off his feet by Gigantis' heat ray. The Seatopian God turned and charged out of the room, only to see Gigantis' tail whack him across his face. Megalon did a full back flip in the air and fell to the floor, feeling the earth shake beneath his body.

Gigan cackled a digital cry, flying out of the locker room and pinning Gigantis up against the wall. Gigantis felt his spines, slit into the wall as the cyborg held him at bay. But Gigantis opened his mouth and at point blank range, spewed an atomic blast that washed across Gigan's face. Gigan screamed an agonizing cry, losing grip of Gigantis with its hammered claws. Gigantis picked Gigan off the ground and body slammed him into the floor. Now Gigantis charged into the room, spewing his atomic blast upon Varan, Baragon, and Gabara. Both giant dinosaurs and the ogre lost their balance, and fell to the ground. Gigantis snarled, turning to see Baragon leap through the air and throwing its body on Gigantis' form. Bagan roared, latching its teeth in Gigantis' flesh and digging its claws in the mutated dinosaur's body. With a mighty roar, Gigantis raised his claws and squeezed Baragon's jaws hard enough so that the subterranean dinosaur would relinquish its grasps. Showcasing his amazing strength, Gigantis hurled Baragon through a wall.

Varan hollered a hissing cry, angered that Gigantis had harmed his friend. On all fours, Varan charged Gigantis, leaping into the air and gliding through the air like a bullet. Varan's reptilian body collided with Gigantis' own, knocking the saurian off his feet. Gigantis fell to the ground, with Varan ripping into his flesh with his claws and jaws. Gigantis cracked his hands into fists and started pummeling Varan's skull with them. Now flames churned in Gigantis' jaws and he sprayed an atomic blast against Varan's body. A loud, painful screen emitted from Varan's jaws and the giant reptile was blasted off of Gigantis and slammed up against the wall.

Gigantis rolled across the ground and hopped to his feet, releasing a challenging roar. Titanosaurus pushed its massive body off the ground and its serpent eyes glared directly into Gigantis' own. In Titanosaurus' prehistoric mind, the dinosaur only wanted to leave and not fight, but now it was enraged-Gigantis knew of this. Before Titanosaurus could make its charge, Gigantis held out his hand, motioning for him to stop.

"My friend, why do you choose to fight your urges?" Gigantis roared.

Titanosaurus stopped and grunted.

"I know you were but a mere spectator of the horrible things Jet Jaguar had done. I ask for you now to just walk away and let me do what I do best. This is your only warning."

Titanosaurus curved its upper lip and revealed its sharp, jagged teeth. Finally, the massive dinosaur nodded its head and walked out of the room, never looking back. Gigantis turned and could see Jet Jaguar still lying on the ground. But just as Gigantis took a step closer to him, Mechagodzilla's titanium missiles struck his flesh and covered his body with balls of fire. The force of the explosions was enough to cause Gigantis to fall up against a wall and screech in pain. Mechagodzilla pointed its fingers at the injured Gigantis, walking straight towards the wounded monster, unafraid. Mechagodzilla's artificial eyes scanned Gigantis' movements, reading its heart movements and analyzing the next best move. But as Gigantis' spines gleamed with radiation, Mechagodzilla immediately released a salvo of missiles that struck its reptilian hide, blasting chunks of flesh off his body. Despite the howling cries of Gigantis, Mechagodzilla's artificial mind was not willing to grant mercy of any kind. Now its mechanical eyes glistened with alien power and just as Gigantis turned towards the flashing light, Mechagodzilla's eye beams struck his throat. A shower of sparks covered Gigantis' neck, as the courageous dinosaur's painful cries seemed disrupted by Mechagodzilla's assault upon his throat. Smoke steamed from the wound and now Gigantis charged.

Pummeled by missile after missile and beam after beam; Gigantis collided his body against Mechagodzilla's own. Gigantis' assault was strong enough to make Mechagodzilla lose his stance and now Gigantis fired his atomic blast at point blank range. The searing radioactive fires burned at Mechagodzilla's metallic flesh, slowly penetrating. But while blue and white flames continued to spew out of Gigantis' mouth, Hedorah savagely attacked Gigantis from behind. A crimson laser, so hot it could melt Mechagodzilla's armor, struck Godzilla's back. The extreme heat of Hedorah's eye beam was enough to send a wave of shock through Gigantis' entire body. As Gigantis turned to face his new attacker, Mechagodzilla battered the dinosaurs' charred neck from behind. Gigantis fell forward, reluctantly dove his face in Hedorah's body. The hot sludge that covered Gigantis' entire face burned the skin off of Gigantis. Gigantis pulled his head out, smoke sizzling from his face, and released a painful cry. As Gigantis struggled to be able to see where or when he was going to be attacked, Jet Jaguar just walked right up to him and punched the saurian to the ground.

***

Gojira's broken body laid on the ground.

Blood flowed out of the creature's jaws and the once pale white eyes of the dark saurian closed, probably to never open again. For so long, Gojira had been the vessel of screaming souls that cried out for vengeance. For decades, Gojira had never truly known peace. But now, without the immortality that once surged through his veins, the great beast would finally be taken by Death.

Bagan had watched Gojira's death with such excitement. After Gojira had closed his eyes, a demonic laughter escaped the tyrant's jaws and the Dragon from Hell was so excited, he began to release a cascade of energy blasts upon the city, reducing it to rubble within seconds. The demon backed away from Gojira's corpse, flames churning in his jaws, and fired an unholy blast of power that enveloped Gojira's entire being. Huge cauldrons of fire rose high from where Gojira once rested, informing those whose pair of eyes reached the visibility of the explosion, that Gojira is now gone. Bagan walked through the smoke, like a demon strolling through an inferno, approaching the torn and crippled body of Kiryu. The artificial eyes of Kiryu watched helplessly as Bagan grew closer. Bagan's feet caused splinters to crack through the pavement. Entire buildings rocked back and forth as the behemoth strolled towards his goal, until Bagan stopped and grinned down at Kiryu with an evil smile.

Rockets burst from the compartments in Kiryu's shoulder and covered the demon's body in dozens of explosions. But the mountain of evil would not be denied nor stopped by conventional means. Kiryu weakly opened its metallic mouth, which glimmered with electrical power. Dazzling bolts of energy rippled from Kiryu's mouth and struck Bagan's armored chest, soaking his skin with searing hot temperatures. But Bagan didn't even slow down. Nothing would stop him from achieving what he desires.

Nothing…

Across the city that was in ruins, Godzilla's body laid motionless on the ground. The critical wound he had sustained earlier was only beginning to heal. Godzilla was lucky; even Godzilla's prehistoric mind knew that he could've been killed. But there was one thing Godzilla knew for sure: he was still alive. And because of that, the King of the Monsters anticipated the thought of sinking his claws into Bagan's flesh. Then after ripping the demon limb from limb, Godzilla would finally face off with the beast that murdered his only son.

Godzilla's claws began to twiddle. The saurian opened its reptilian eyes and gazed at its surroundings. From all views, Godzilla was surrounded by rubble. The stench of blood in the air was flesh and fogged up Godzilla's nostrils. Bagan had already slain another and now Godzilla could hear the laughter of the demon in the distance, preparing to add another death to its list. With a powerful cry, Godzilla stood weakly off his feet.

The courage that surged through the monster's veins was pushing Godzilla to overcome pain and death-to overcome misery-and put a stop to one of the vilest creatures the Earth had ever seen.

Bagan's claws screeched against Kiryu's metallic skin, tearing it open without any effort. With strength that dwarfs even Godzilla, Bagan picked the damaged Kiryu off the ground with one hand and pulled the mechanical warrior towards his face. Bagan's crimson eyes met with the gleaming essence of Kiryu's own. A chuckle escaped the back of Bagan's jaws and the demon threw Kiryu into the haul of a nearby skyscraper. The structure of the skyscraper didn't fall and supported Kiryu's weight, but it had sustained a lot of damage and with one more forceful shove, the skyscraper would go tumbling down.

"I've heard rumors that you are capable of going berserk," Bagan teased, "almost like an Evangelion. But of course, your power is no where near the might of a Berserk Evangelion."

Kiryu weakly rose its head, sparks flashing all around the mechanical behemoth's body. Bagan stared intensely at the massive injuries he had inflicted on Kiryu's body and seemed amused with himself. The glowing essence of Bagan's energy blast began to burn in the back of Bagan's maw. The sensors in Kiryu's eyes immediately detected the amount of energy that Bagan was charging and warned the artificial brain of critical danger. But Kiryu knew of this before his sensors detected the danger.

It was over.

Kiryu was just lying against the skyscraper, not even trying to fight back or shield itself from the inferno that was to come. The ground began to rupture, kicking asphalt off the ground. The power Bagan was calling upon would be enough to incinerate Kiryu's entire being into nothing. But then, a distant cry came from beyond the city limits. Kiryu weakly turned, its mechanical muscles nearly collapsing with each movement of Kiryu's head. From atop an icy ridge in the frigid arena, a lone figure stood.

***

Within the laboratory of where scientists that were trained to deal with the mysteries of creatures that were only thought to be imaginations, a beast could feel the evil outside the walls. Green blood oozed from Gamera's wounds. The giant reptile could feel pain circulating through his entire body. But pain had never really slowed the Guardian of the Universe down in the past and it still won't. Cables that were attached to his skin, pumping gallons of fluids that would temporarily improve Gamera's healing rate, began to latch off. Scientists ran away, afraid the beast would accidentally harm them.

"Run," they shouted, running across the white floor in lab suits.

Watching from inside a room that surveyed the process of Gamera's health was the man who is in charge. Seeing that Gamera would not wait any longer, he ran over and pressed a red button, which sounded an alarm that ordered an evacuation. Gamera's silent eyes watched as all the innocent men and women left the laboratory, making sure that he would not inflict any casualties on those who tried to help him. Now flames began to burn inside Gamera's jaws and the Guardian of the Universe hurled a plasma fireball into the ceiling. The force behind the fireball broke through the rooftop and detonated in a blinding explosion. Gamera rose to his feet, splintering cracks across the ground with its massive weight. The giant turtle breathed in oxygen into his lungs and gathered its strength, before streams of smoke rolled down his legs and began to blow harder against the ground. Pulling his legs up in their sockets, Gamera shot through the ceiling at amazing speeds.

While flying through the air, Gamera knew that no monster could truly defeat Bagan alone. The custodian would need to get help…

Monster Island…

Deep beneath the soil of a mountain, a protector slumbers, waiting for the day of when he'd be needed. That day had finally come, this it sensed. The giant beast opened its ancient eyes and peered down at its hands, flexing its claws and awakening its bodily functions. Soon the beast would be at full strength and when that time comes, the beast would send out a calling unlike any other…a calling to those who are willing to come forth and defeat an Evil so vile, that creatures like Destroyah, Space Godzilla and King Ghidorah, pale in comparison to its horror.

But wait…

Another approaches; a being made up of the very essence of Nature and Science. One who's only instinct is to protect the planet from a horror that was spawned eons ago. It is injured, but its courageous spirit continues to oppose the pain and seek out help.

It has found that help.

Flying through the air at over 500 knots, was a vessel of Good. Gamera's green eyes fixated on a specific mountain on Monster Island. Within the mountain, stirs the one beast that would be able to call upon assistance like none other. Dense smoke continued to pour out of Gamera's leg sockets and leave a visible trail in the sky, as the Guardian of the Universe soared towards King Seesar.

Feeling a warmth feeling within his mind, Gamera felt heat run up his throat and set his mouth a blaze. A plasma fireball streaked across the sky and struck the mountain, covering it in a blanket of fire. The force of the fireball was able to dismantle the mountain's haul and remove a lot of the rock, which acted as a prison to King Seesar. King Seesar's red eyes stared with intensity at Gamera, as he raised his massive paws and embedded them into the rock, crawling out of the mountain. Covered with brown fur that shrouded the giant mammal in beauty, King Seesar greeted Gamera with a rumbling cry.

Gamera returned the cry and began circle around King Seesar.

"King Seesar, we meet at last," Gamera shouted, with enjoyment in his voice.

King Seesar nodded.

"I'm sure you're aware of what is amidst at Battle Island," Gamera began, slowing his aerial speed.

"It is why I've awaken, Gamera," King Seesar groaned, flexing its steel like muscles.

Gamera was silent, as was King Seesar.

"Make the call," Gamera shouted, turning away and flying back towards Battle Island.

As Gamera flew off against the swirling winds, Gamera could already feel in the back of his mind, a strange tingling…a calling that is going worldwide.

Announcing Booth…

The announcers were dead silent.

Vader felt a drop of sweat, zigzag down his cheek. He didn't even bother to reach up and wipe it off. Already the burden of what is going on before his very eyes is crawling up his spine. He feels responsible for everything that is going on. His eyes shifted away from Bagan and fell upon the three Evangelion Units.

"Guys," he said, getting an idea. "We're going to have to--,"

Vader turned and couldn't believe it. The two announcers were gone, vanished. It was as if they were never there.

"Where did you guys go?" Vader shouted, worried.

They had fled.

Now Vader knew he truly was alone. He turned, reluctantly, back at the battle field that was in flames. But then he noticed that Bagan was staring at something in the distance, a creature that succeeded in catching the demon's full attention.

"I have to do something," Vader said, squeezing his fists.

An idea suddenly crossed his mind. He remembered hearing about it at an MWF meeting, the night after the other announcers had been cleansed from this universe. Vader heard of this top secret weapon, within the bowels of an underground chamber, beneath these very grounds. It was said to be used only as a last resort. The last resort appeared to have come at last and now Vader turned, picking up a phone that immediately was connected with the people at Military Island.

"Code Red," Vader nervously muttered over the phone. He gulped. "Lock all weapons on Bagan and open fire when I say. If nothing works and all is lost, deploy anything you've got. Yes," Vader said, replying to those on the other line. "Yes, the crowd is being evacuated. As for me, well-I have piloting duties to attend to."

A dark humanoid shape stood atop an icy mountain. Bagan's decayed eyes glared at the being with hatred. The energy inside Bagan's mouth continued to swirl and shine with power. But then, the creature in the distance leapt from the top of the mountain and landed on the outskirts of the city. It began to sprint and Bagan already felt the ground rumble beneath his feet. Whatever it was, it shoved skyscrapers aside and trampled whatever was in its way. Kiryu seemed relieved, but then was shocked-literally-to see exactly what is coming to challenge Bagan…

…The Oni of Legends, Gekido-Jin.

Wearing the sacred armor of the Samurai, Gekido-Jin has a humanoid appearance, only what lies beneath the armor could only be found in the dark regions of Hell. Like Bagan, Gekido-Jin was a demon, who sought only the death and carnage of other beings. But why had Gekido-Jin come forth to defy another demon?-especially one as powerful as Bagan. Bagan slammed his foot forward, emitting a powerful cry-warning Gekido-Jin to not take another step. But not only did Gekido-Jin decline the warning by taking a step, the Oni didn't even slow down and continued to run straight towards the demonic dragon. Having no choice, Bagan released the full fury of his searing energy blast. The beam lanced into Gekido-Jin's body, enveloping the Oni and the buildings around him in a shining explosion.

The smoke began to clear and all that remained was a huge crater, hundreds of feet beneath the soil. Bagan released a powerful roar, laughing and savoring his latest triumphs. Though he did not want to slay another demon, it did not matter. Bagan turned and was about to finish off Kiryu, until his eye was able to catch a glimpse of something spectacular. From where Gekido-Jin's remains are present, they begin to reform. It was as if the soil and air was resurrecting the Oni…this time in a bigger form. Gekido-Jin, now resurrected, snarled in hatred at Bagan and held his hands over his head. Particles of light began to manifest in the palms of Gekido-Jin's hands and formed a long, mace. At the tip of the hammer, Bagan's face was sculpted in blood. In a thundering cry, Gekido-Jin ran over and with all his strength, wielded the mace forward and connected with Bagan's jaws. A blistering snap echoed across the city and Bagan was knocked off his feet. The demonic dragon slammed into the ground and slid into groups of factories, ripping them from their foundations with his massive body. Gekido-Jin wasted no time and sprinted towards the fallen dragon. With every ounce of strength in its unholy body, Gekido-Jin pounded the mace against Bagan's form, never granting any mercy.

Bagan could feel his ribcage shatter and bones rupture, but knew his healing powers would immediately heal his wounds. But Gekido-Jin was relentless and kept slamming the mace against Bagan's body. But in quick agility, Bagan was up on his feet and grabbed the mace with one hand. Gekido-Jin and Bagan were now face to face, snarling at other in hatred.

"Why had you come to defy your brethren, Oni?" Bagan roared in anger.

Gekido-Gin laughed and glared into Bagan's eyes.

"Because I can," Gekido-Jin laughed, mocking Bagan.

Unable to shrug off Bagan's grip on his mace, Gekido-Jin took his other fist and began to punch Bagan's ribcage. Bagan just stood there, not feeling the physical damage that Gekido-Jin tried to inflict. Instead, Bagan clenched Gekido-Jin's throat and squeezed so tight that if the Oni were to have to rely on breathing oxygen, it would choke to death. But the only thing Gekido-Jin felt was pain condensing down on his throat. Bagan picked Gekido-Jin's body off the ground and just as he was hurling the Oni's body through the air, Gekido-Jin still had a grip on his mace, which was being held by Bagan's other hand. Bagan pull the mace back, bringing Gekido-Jin forward. Bagan then knocked his own arm against Gekido-Jin's face, as his body had been pulled back, and fell to the ground. But Gekido-Jin still hadn't released his grip of the mace itself. Thus, Bagan pulled the mace in one quick motion of power, and launched Gekido-Jin head first into the outer haul of an office building. The building crumbled and buried Gekido-Jin in rubble. But the Oni would not be denied and emerged from the debris. But Bagan was too quick and knocked Gekido-Jin hundreds of feet away and the Oni fell into a street filled with cars that were rigged to explode upon contact. Gekido-Jin, like a mindless drone, pushed his massive forearms off the ground and ascended to his feet. But to his dismay, Bagan's fury had been unleashed and Gekido-Jin was once again incinerated by the hellish flames of apocalypse.

The cold, fiery orbs of Bagan's eyes glared at the flames that ate away at the destruction in front of him. But Bagan would not be fooled twice. Already, Gekido-Jin's body was reforming. Now, Gekido-Jin was about as large as Godzilla! Bagan turned to see Gekido-Jin's mace lying on the ground. As Gekido-Jin raced to take Bagan down, the demonic dragon crouched down and grasped the mace. With one foul sweep of his wrist, Gekido-Jin met face to face with his own mace. The collision itself was enough to pick the Oni off his feet and hurl him to the ground. Bagan looked down and the Oni, hate burning in his scarlet eyes. The demonic dragon took a step back, bolts of power rippling across his skin surface. The triangular horns on top of Bagan's head sparkled with power and it looked as if Gekido-Jin would need to prepare to reassemble himself again.

But as Bagan leaned back to expel another devastating blast, Gekido-Jin hopped to his feet and with all his strength, the Oni closed Bagan's jaws. The energy that was powering up in his maw began to overlord, releasing bright shimmering lights through the gaps of his lips through the night sky. Gekido-Jin chuckled as Bagan's scarlet eyes widened in fear. The demonic dragon struggled to reduce the power that was manifesting in his maw, but it was too late. Raising his left claw, Bagan slashed at Gekido-Jin's sternum with all its immorality. Bagan, now that Gekido-Jin was weak, pried the Oni's grip off his jaws and discharged his heat ray. Gekido-Jin was blinded by the oncoming assault, but being blind isn't what the Oni was afraid of; being vaporized, was the only thing to fear. The blistering heat washed across his entire body, incinerating his flesh and entire being. But the heat ray didn't stop there; the ray blazed through Gekido-Jin's carcass and shot down the street, melting its surroundings until it struck a power plant. The power plant disappeared in a huge ball of fire that rose high to the night sky, casting waves of light across all of Battle Island. Shockwaves originating from the blast swept across the city and the other islands, causing a black out.

A wave of energy swept across Bagan's eyes and the demonic dragon howled a victory cry. The demon's cries echoed across the dark surroundings, frightening even the mightiest of beasts. But to Bagan's disappointment, the Oni known only as Gekido-Jin was reforming once again. Now the Oni burst from the ground and released a mighty cry, issuing another challenge to Bagan. Gekido-Jin was now the size of Destroyah and its eyes still burned with hatred.

"I'm growing tired of your intrusion, Oni," Bagan snapped. "You are interfering with Lord Dogolas' plans; if you defy me, you defy Dogolas!"

Gekido-Jin just glared at his hated enemy.

"Saurian, you dare to mock my intelligence? I am aware of Dogolas. The screaming souls of Hell have sent me to put an end to this Chaotic God. For too long, Dogolas had been interfering in bringing pain and destruction to this world. That assignment belongs to the demons that inhabit Hell." Gekido-Jin said with hatred and power booming in his voice. "Your master dared to steal one of our vessels, Gojira. So now I've been sent for vengeance and take one of Dogolas'-you!"

Bagan chuckled.

A dark power surged across Bagan's horns and Gekido-Jin could literally feel a strange power forming somewhere in the demonic dragon's body. It then suddenly dawned on Gekido-Jin; the only way Bagan could muster enough power to truly destroy the Oni, was to use the dark powers from Hell! Gekido-Jin pulled out his katana and roared mercifully towards Bagan. Bagan knew that Gekido-Jin had already figured out his plan and had to act soon-REALLY soon. Gekido-Jin was already on the move, leaping over tall buildings just to get to Bagan.

Gekido-Jin rushed with all its demonic strength, but the Oni knew that he wouldn't get there in time. But Gekido-Jin suddenly stopped and sensed a strange feeling in the air. Bagan at first didn't notice the strange tingling in the elements, until it was too late. Bagan felt a cold apron of air wash across his body, freezing his flesh and bones. Bagan's eye turned, glaring at the being responsible. Stepping forth out of the shadow of a skyscraper, covered with stone that contained power never seen before human eyes was Majin.

The ground rumbled as Majin's stoned feet slammed into the asphalt of the street beneath the God of Vengeance. Majin's gloomy eyes glared at the demon he had frozen, temporarily. Even as the cold gusts of wind blew across Majin's inorganic hide, Majin only moved when it desired. For a brief second, Majin turned and acknowledged Gekido-Jin's presence with a sinister stare. Though the stare was intimidating, Gekido-Jin showed no emotion to Majin's glare and released a loud, rumbling roar. The Oni wished for Bagan to be slain, now!

Gekido-Jin drew out his Katani and charged towards the frozen demon, eagerly anticipating the feeling of slitting his blade deep in Bagan's flesh. But as Gekido-Jin prepared to drive the Katani in Bagan's skull, the earth shook violently. The plates beneath the streets began to open and 8.5 Earthquake was now occurring right beneath Bagan's frozen body. Gekido-Jin's red eyes rose and greeted Majin-the God of Vengeance was behind this. Bagan released a vile cry, as he was taken into the earth. But Bagan's massive form was too large, even as the dark saurian was swallowed beneath the ground. Up to his neck, Bagan snarled at both ancient beings, swearing vengeance on them all. But Majin's elemental powers manipulated the ground to move back to how it once was. A howling cry escaped Bagan's frozen lips, as the ground from all corners closed in and condensed on Bagan's body. Now, only Bagan's head could be seen, as it stuck up out of the ground. Still frozen from Majin's will, it seemed as if Bagan was defeated.

"Now then," Gekido-Jin snarled, slowly walking towards Bagan. The Oni's feet walked over a ground that had been torn apart from the massive earthquake. All around, buildings lay in ruins. "It is time that I return you to where you belong."

Gekido-Jin stepped forward and plunged his Katani deep into Bagan's skull. Red, hot steaming blood sprayed out of Bagan's wound and as it touched the frigid skin of the demon, a loud hiss pierced the air. Smoke rose from wherever the blood flowed. The pain Bagan felt filled Gekido-Jin's dark heart with joy and pleasure. But soon, laughter unlike any other, chuckled from Bagan's dead maw.

"Idiots," Bagan said in a loud, haunting manner, "do you truly believe that Hell can hold me? My master would release me from that inferno."

"Bagan, you still do not understand," Gekido-Jin said, tugging the handle of his Katani back and forth, screeching the inside of Bagan's head. Bagan's lips curved up and a sickening screech escaped Bagan's gaping maw, but the dark dragon still managed to laugh. "You are but a vessel of that disgrace to Hell and existence. The eyes you're staring through are a window to a realm you are not really at. Your mind was created to think the way you do; not because you chose to, but because a God sadistically made you into a pawn. You are soulless Bagan-you and all the other minions of Dogolas."

Gekido-Jin glared into the crimson orbs of the demonic dragon. Even when the ground clamped him up to his neck, Bagan was still dangerous. But now Majin walked towards Bagan, raising a dagger. Gekido-Jin turned swiftly towards Majin and acknowledged the God of Vengeance with a low snarl, warning Majin that it would be the Oni to return Bagan to the fiery recesses of Hell. But Majin walked like a zombie…

Swiftly, Gekido-Jin pulled his Katani out of Bagan's head and pointed it directly at Majin. But Majin didn't stop, instead the granite skin dissolved and in a flash of light, Majin disappeared. Feeling as if he scared Majin off, Gekido-Jin turned to decapitate Bagan-but to his surprise, Bagan had already broken free from his prison and rose out of the ground, no longer frozen. The Oni sliced through the air with his Katani, hoping Bagan's flesh would fill that air, but Bagan was too fast. Already Bagan's claws slashed across the Oni's chest and the dark energies belched from the gaping jaws of the demonic dragon. Disappearing in a flash of light that blossomed with darkness, Gekido-Jin was no more.

"Soulless?" Bagan said out loud, angrily. "Why would I need a soul? For I am to spend the rest of my life serving my Master and doing the one thing I strive for: kill."

But behind Bagan a ball of energy appeared and took the form of a humanoid appearance. Soon the light became covered with stone and Majin appeared once again. Bagan prepared to charge, but the temperatures around his body began to increase and soon the dragon's entire body began to boil. A creature that was born in the pits of Hell would be used to high temperatures, but the elements that Majin wielded were even hotter! A stream of light erupted from Bagan's gaping jaws and lanced into Majin's stoned body, incinerating the stoned-skin completely. But beneath the stone tissue was the glowing power of what Majin truly was. Restoring his stoned flesh, Majin looked as if he were unaffected by Bagan's devious power.

Still holding the dagger in its inorganic hands, Majin drove the blade into Bagan's abdomen. Despite Majin's unholy strength and the boiling blood that flowed out of his wound, Bagan towered over Majin and with the swipe of his wrist; Majin was knocked across the deserted city. Majin's stoned body torpedoed through a building that still stood and disappeared in rubble. As Bagan began to charge towards Majin, the dragon suddenly heard a call-a faint full call. One that Bagan hadn't heard from until now. Where was it coming from?

Bagan searched the area around him, seeing only destruction. In the distance, Bagan could see Kiryu's massacred body lying in rubble. So many had fallen by his power this eve and more shall. Just then, something caught Bagan's eyes; in the distance, the appearance of another giant came into view. Bagan turned and released an unearthly roar. But then Bagan recognized the creature…

"King Seesar," Bagan snarled, already feeling the heat of his energy blast manifest in his jaws. "So you of all creatures come to challenge me? Do you really think you can stand up to the wrath of a Super Daikaiju?"

Even from a great distance, Bagan heard King Seesar's laughter.

"Hardly," King Seesar shouted, licking his lips, "I'm not here to fight you. That will be the duties of those I've called upon."

From all around, shapes of gigantic behemoths from all corners of the globe and galaxy came. Casting an illuminating glow of power in the sky was the great guardian Mothra Leo. On both of Mothra Leo's side was the Guardian of the Universe, Gamera and Fire Rodan. Where light is unable to touch the barren lands of the Ice Arena, a humanoid figure steps out of the shadows, wielding light in all its glory-Ultraman Tiga. Knowing that he'd reach Bagan faster, Ultraman Tiga swiped both of his hands across his body at the same time, morphing into his Speed Mode. Ultraman Tiga's skin was covered with dark blue and now the ancient warrior flew towards Bagan at speeds of Mach 7. Burrowing beneath Earth's crust, originating from an alternate universe of where he was the King of the Monsters, was Godzalla. Godzalla's spines burst from beneath the ground and scraped through the asphalt, as Godzalla tunneled towards Bagan.

Away from the battle that was about to occur, inside the main building of where the monsters prepare to go out and fight, inside a locker room and mediating was one of the oldest creatures ever known to the galaxy: Miereki. Levitating off the ground, concentrating his amazing mind, was the psychic monster that had heard and seen everything. For hours, Miereki had heard the agonizing screams of those who bravely defied Bagan and the Evangelions who had seemingly betrayed the world. But there was something amidst; something Miereki sensed that wasn't right with the Eva Units.

But Miereki couldn't dwell on the Evangelions right now. Miereki had heard King Seesar's calling and now the ancient warrior shall leave…and join his comrades in arms. As Miereki flew out of his locker room, the psychic kaiju sensed that he was being watched. Probing the locker room with his mind, Miereki could literally see through the walls of other locker rooms…

"Putricus," Miereki telepathically said to the dragon that hid behind the walls of his own locker room, "show yourself now or else…"

The dragon covered with red scales slowly walked into view, unafraid. If Miereki hadn't considered Putricus an ally, the psychic would've probably telekinetically slammed it to the wall and leave it there to rot. But Putricus' red eyes glared into the dark orbs of Miereki's own, scorching saliva dripping from its fangs.

Putricus opened his mouth, revealing hundreds of razor sharp teeth and said, "Miereki, there is no need for you to leave and assist the others in destroying Bagan."

"My, aren't we different? You of all monsters should know that you'd be the first out there, in combat."

Putricus nodded.

"True, Miereki," the red demon stated in a hissing voice, "but why attack now? Surely you'd be smart enough to attack when the demon is weak."

Miereki stared at Putricus for an entire minute in silence-then shook his head.

"There's no honor in waiting and letting your allies slowly die from a battle that could decide the future of us all," Miereki explained. "When Bagan is defeated, what then? It would be just us, facing an Evil older than even I. It would be more helpful to have our allies alive and ready to assist in the destruction of the other creatures of the Kion Dehadrayth."

Putricus shook his head violently and leaned up, spreading out his long, reptilian wings. A loud, rumbling cry escaped Putricus' jaws and the dragon tore through the air, flying down the hallway-towards the battle field. Miereki smirked as he soon followed…knowing that somewhere in the backstage, the other Red Dragon would soon join them in combat.

TO BE CONTINUED…

…STAY TUNED!