"Godzilla Vs Godzilla" - Part Eight

 

Part Eight

            “I didn’t know we had Superman on our team!” Nick watched Goku in amazement.

            Willys shook his head, grinning. “Man, is it cool to see that in person!”

            “What you mean?” Alan frowned at him.

            The Monarch agent was about to clarify for the young man before they suddenly hear familiar whooshing noises reverberate inside the auditorium. Alan’s face beamed with hopeful enthusiasm as he gazed all around, settling on one area of the auditorium floor that wasn’t occupied by the Godzilla eggs.

            Two TARDISes manifested – the Type-X and the Type-Z.

            But it was the latter ship that evoked a joyful reaction out of Alan, especially when he saw Suri walk out of the giant domino block. With a maniac laugh of euphoria, he rushed to his mother and scooped her up in a big hug, twirling her around. “YOU’RE ALIVE!!!!”

            “That’s number four,” Satoshi giggled, emerging from her TARDIS.

            Setting Suri down, Alan looked on Satoshi, confused. “Who’s this?”

            “Your grandfather,” Suri said.

            Willys stared in dumbfounded awe at the hot Japanese brunette in the navy blue trench coat and red flannel shirt. “Grandfather?!” he bellowed.

            Satoshi approached him, offering her hand. “You must be Will. How are ya?”

            “F-Fine,” Willys stammered, accepting her handshake. He couldn’t get over how beautiful she was, just as much as Suri, and a lot taller.

            “Zuza Goku!” Willys heard a high-pitched voice shout near him. Looking down, he saw that Kevin, Stuart, and Bob were there as well, marveling over the flying Goku battling the Savage Godzilla.

            Judging from the damaged state of Goku’s clothes, the fight wasn’t going much in the favor of him and Nick’s Godzilla.

            “C’mon, Goku!” Alan cheered. “Ya got this!”

            “This isn’t his fight – it’s Godzilla’s,” Suri told him. “Your grandpa and I got a plan that’ll turn the tide in our favor.”

            “How so?” Willys asked.

            Satoshi placed a confident hand on his shoulder. “The Savage Godzilla is charged with radiation from nuage energy – that’s what makes him so unstoppable. But if Suri and I channel the energies from our TARDISes over to the Godzilla we have in the fight, we can give it a huge advantage!”

            Willys couldn’t grasp the science of it all, but it sounded like a solid plan.

            Suri and Satoshi enacted it straightaway, working frenetically at the controls of their ships. The nuage energies dispersed from the two vessels and out of the MSG arena.

            However, the collective energy didn’t reach to Nick’s Godzilla.

            Instead, it went to one that emerged from the Hudson River.

            It was Willys’ Godzilla, the one that had been a resident of this dimension for ten straight years. Now imbued with unbelievable interdimensional energy, it released an intense nuage-powered atomic blast on the Savage Godzilla, incinerating the creature into ashes, until all the energy was exhausted.

            Only two Godzillas remained thereafter, both staring each other down.

            Goku floated nervously between them. “Uh-oh,” he groaned. “This could get really ugly.”

            Thankfully, it didn’t.

            In the defeat of the Savage Godzilla, a truce had formed between the Godzillas.

            Willys’ Godzilla returned to the sea, leaving Nick’s Godzilla and its nest alone.

            “Whew!” Goku huffed in relief, depowering from his Super Saiyan Blue form. “Happy ending, at last!”

            Inside his crippled Jaeger, Jake could not have been happier to be alive after such a harrowing battle. His moment of pause was disrupted, unfortunately, once Mako’s voice shuddered over the comm, “Jake…our father…is dead.”

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            Two days later, a funeral service was held for Marshal Stacker Pentecost.

            Many attended, including Raleigh Becket, Dr. Newton “Newt” Geiszler, Dr. Hermann Gottlieb, the Hansens (Chuck and Hercules), and Tendo Choi.

            Suri and Satoshi also attended in respect of their ally and friend.

            After the funeral, the Gladiator and the Tinkerer used their TARDISes to open a rift to a world where Nick’s Godzilla and its offspring could live in peace, subsequently returning Niko Tatopoulos himself to his home dimension.

            All that was left for the remaining off-worlders was to return to their worlds.

            That included Shikishima and Noriko.

            Satoshi discovered that they had wandered into the observation deck that oversaw a biodome within the New York Shatterdome where Kong dwelled. After days of recovery, he was back on his feet in the biodome, which was programmed to realistically imitate his home on Skull Island. Shikishima and Noriko observed him in absolute terror.

            Seeing how afraid they were, Satoshi told them, “Kong wa shugo mono de ari, kuchikukan dewa arimasen.” (“Kong is a protector, not a destroyer.”)

            Shikishima jumped at the sound of her voice when she quietly approached. Swallowing hard, he responded in anger, “Monsters wa hakai mono!” (“Monsters are destroyers!”)

            There was no convincing him or Noriko otherwise. So, instead, Satoshi merely offered her hand to the couple and said, “Okaeri shi masu… soko ni hamou monster wa imasen.” (“I will return you home…there are no monsters there anymore.”)

            Shikishima and Noriko hesitated to accept her offer.

            In the end, they had no other choice.

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            As their TARDISes sat parked on the snow-covered Wayne Manor property, Suri and Satoshi said their goodbyes to Alan and A.J. It was a rather long goodbye, with Suri and Satoshi unable to pry themselves away from hugging A.J.

            “Ya’ll gonna have to let that boy breathe sometime!” Alan cackled.

            Satoshi shushed him. “I’ll never let him go!”

            Suri giggled. “He’s right, Pop. We have to let A.J. go.”

            Tears flowed from Satoshi’s eyes once she was able to release her hold on her great-grandson. With a sniffle, she gingerly told him, “Don’t forget your ol’ great-grandpa, O.K.? I’ll come back to visit ya.”

            “O.K.,” A.J. acknowledged before giving Satoshi a peck on her cheek.

            The gesture only made Satoshi cry even more, prompting her to return it with a long, tender kiss on A.J.’s forehead.

            “Hey, Mama?” Alan addressed Suri. “You’re welcome to stop by anytime, too.”

            His welcomed invitation caught Suri off-guard. “But Erica…”

            “You’re my mother, which means I decide whether or not you’re welcome in our family…and you always will be, no matter what.”

            Touched by his words, Suri had become just as much a blubbering mess as Satoshi. She hugged Alan, burying her face into his chest. Alan didn’t even mind the smeared mascara that it left on his bright turquoise shirt.

            Once Suri and Satoshi collected themselves, they returned to their TARDISes.

            At the same time, a black Sedan pulled up to the front of manor, driven by an overtaxed Erica Harvey, who hardly even noticed the alien ships on the front lawn. She wavered into the manor and groaned, “I’m home finally!”

            “Mama!” A.J. cheered, happily clinging to his mother’s hip.

            “Merry Christmas, baby,” Erica sluggishly patted him on the head.

            Alan could see how bushed she was. “Jeez, babe. You straight?”

            “No, I ain’t straight!” Erica thundered. “I’ve had the longest night-into-day ever! Didn’t you watch the news?!” Alan shook his head. “Well, if you did, you would’ve seen that the whole city was taken hostage by a guy in a freaky mask! I left you fifty text messages about it!”

            Alan checked his phone for the first time since coming back home.

            Indeed, there were fifty unchecked text messages in his inbox – all from Erica.

            “Oh, babe, I’m sorry,” Alan muttered in embarrassment. “But here’s the thing…”

            “What have you been doing all day, man?!”

            That was when Erica heard a sound that she hadn’t heard since before A.J. was born. Humming and grinding noises, coming from outside. Looking out the window, she saw it – that big, black domino-shaped TARDIS that belonged to Alan’s adopted alien mother who could change their sex, race, and gender.

            It and the orb-shaped one that belonged to Alan’s alien grandfather, who had the same changing ability as his mother.

            Both dematerialized away from the Wayne property, leaving no trace behind.

            “Alright…maybe my day wasn’t as crazy as yours.”

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            “Be seeing you, Pop.”

            “See ya around, Neas!”

            Willys stood near the control console as Suri saw Satoshi off through the monitor that hung over the control panel. He could hardly believe the ship he was standing in. “I can’t believe I’m in a real TARDIS!”

            Suri frowned on him. “You know about TARDISes?”

            Willys nodded. “Like in Doctor Who, right?”

            Suri cringed in perplexity. “Doctor Who? What’s that?”

            “It’s this show where…” Willys stopped in his explanation as he made a realization, standing in a TARDIS with Suri (a Time Lord) and her companions, Goku (the hero of the Dragon Ball anime/manga) and the Minions of the Despicable Me franchise. They were all representations of worlds that were purely fictional from where Willys came from. As such, there was no simple way of explaining this to any of them. “Ya know what…forget it,” he belayed.

            “Consider it forgotten, Mr. Willys,” Goku said. “I’m real good at forgetting!”

            “Take his word on that,” Suri joked. “So, I presume you’re sticking around with us for some time, Will?”

            Willys surveyed this TARDIS team with a smile. “Something tells me that I wouldn’t want to miss where this is going.”

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