Naruto: Rise of the Daikaiju

by Super Tengen Toppa Ultimo

Ch. 3 The Return of the King of Terror

Me: It's alittle early, but I decided to introduce one of the more classic Godzilla villains into the story, namely as a source of info on Dakaiju for Orochimaru

Anyways, sit back and enjoy the show


Konoha Village...

For awhile now, Hinata had been having strange dreams and nightmares. She wasn't sure what to make of them...death, destruction, the scent of burning flesh, the slaughtered remains of her loved ones, the towering shadowy figures that stood over the burning village of Konoha, and other times, of a certain period of time when her Mother died...and yet in her other dreams, she felt warmth, love, and power fill her being. In this particular dream, she was a tiny moth that flew into the skys, free of any fears and worries, and she was not alone. A golden kitsune with beautiful blue eyes and whisker marks on his face flew with her, his paws aflame with blue fire as it levitated him into the sky.

Below she could see many other different creatures, each more unique and different then the next. Many resembled giant insects and animals, others wore the faces of those she saw everyday, namely her fellow genin. One in particular caught her attention, a grey skinned man in dark robes and what looked like a crown made of bone upon his head sat upon a throne, like a king...

Hinata could only assume these dreams were some sort of foreshadowing, she already interpreted the fox to be Naruto, yet what did it mean? What did it mean for her to have the form of a moth? What did the death and destruction mean? Who were those shadowy figures that had laid waste to her home in her dreams?

But one thing was always the same in the dreams...a beautiful haunting melody that always rang in her mind...

She snapped out of her day dreaming as she heard her father calling her.

Hiashi Hyuga, current elder of the Hyuga Clan, came about a corner of the hallway and motioned for her to follow him. While he had dismissed her as heir to the Hyuga Clan, Hinata was still his daughter, and Hiashi hoped that she would improve before the Elders decided to make her a branch member of the clan. If she didn't, she'd really prove to be a waste of time.

Today he would see if she had made any progress in her training. She would have to fight her younger sister, Hanabi, to do so.

They came into a dojo where Hanabi and a couple of the Elders were already waiting.

"Ah good, you've arrived." said one of them, "Hiashi, if you would." said the other as Hiashi nodded and took a seat next to them as Hinata walked to the opposite end of the dojo while trying to avoid eye contact with her younger sister. She knew that Hanabi didn't like this as much as she did, but they had no choice, they had to follow the traditions of the clan.

She still remembered the day her father found out she had been assigned to Team Kurenai...


Flashback...

"Your daughter has been assigned to be under my command," Kurenai told Hiashi in the training room of the Hyuga Estate. Hanabi stood in front of them, kunai in hand, panting and climbing to her feet. "Hinata is supposed to be the heiress of the Hyuga Clan. As a Genin, she will constantly be in danger, and faces injury, even death. Are you certain this is what you want?"

"Do with her as you will," Hiashi snapped. His temperament had become distinctly annoyed as soon as Kurenai had set foot inside the Estate. Though it could be explained away by the fact that anything having to do with his elder daughter was nothing but a waste of his time, the hostility with which he regarded the Jonin defied even that explanation. "She is a failure, and useless to the clan. She cannot even measure up to her own little sister, who is five years her junior!"

Kurenai's eyes narrowed slightly, but she didn't speak angrily. "I see."

"If there is nothing else to discuss, then leave," commanded Hiashi. "You are in my way, and there is much work to be done."

"As you wish." Kurenai turned around and left the room, only to find Hinata leaning against the wall just outside the doorway. She looked grief-stricken, and a single tear fell from her eye and landed on the floor.


End of Flashback...

That day, her father had broken her heart..

"You may begin." said one of the elders as the sisters both took up the traditional stances for the Hyuga Clan's Gentle Fist taijutsu.

Both stared down each other as their bloodlines, the Byakugan, were activated.

After a few moments of silence, both of them charged at each other. Hanabi swung one of her palms at Hinata, who in turn rose her own palm to divert it to the side, and she ducked to avoid a high kick from her sister.

Hiashi mentally groaned as Hanabi started to push her sister back with swift and powerful blows. It seemed that Hinata was more of a defensive fighter then offensive like her sister. He also made note that she was more flexible then her sister, but flexiblity could only do so much.

Hinata then somehow managed to turn the tables as she started to swing her palms more fiercely and with more control as Hanabi was forced back as she managed to avoid a blow to her stomach, but it turned out to be a feint as Hinata's left palm was going straight for her face. This was only meant to scare her and move her back, and as Hinata predicted, Hanabi managed to dodge it and avoid damage...but something happened that nobody expected.

Hanabi suddenly screamed as she grabbed her face. Hiashi quickly rose up and rushed to his daughter as Hinata looked on in fright.

Hanabi tore at something at her face, a milky white substance that she apparently got all over her face.

"It..it came out of her hand!" yelled Hanabi as she threw the substance to the floor.

Hiashi reached down and touched it.

"It feels..and looks like...silk?" he asked Hinata, but she was nowhere to be seen.


Outside the Hyuga Estate...

Hinata stumbled through the small forest on the outskirts of the Leaf Village. She wasn't heading for any one spot in particular, but she continued as fast as she could. She needed to be alone, she had to get as far away from everyone else as possible.

She had bottled up her emotions, and now she felt herself going crazy. She couldn't take it anymore. Her dreams, worrying about Naruto, who totally ignored her as of now, a couple days ago a few girls taunted her for her lack of long hair, her father saying that she was nothing to the clan, the memories of her mother dying before her, always haunting her in her dreams.… She simply couldn't handle the mixed up, pent up emotions stirring within her. She had snapped. She had to release somehow...

Hinata was in a state of panic, just where in the world did this come from? She thrust her palm at a tree and instantly the trunk was covered in silk.

She looked at her palm, and there was NOTHING there.

What could this mean? Could it be some sort of diease? Some sort of horrible diease that Kami decided to torment her with, as if her mother dying before her eyes at the age of three wasn't torment enough? As if being stripped of her position as heir to the clan and tossed aside like a broken kunai wasn't enough?

She stopped at the foot of a large tree and screamed. Her knees buckled and she collapsed to the ground. She screamed and sobbed and cried for all it was worth, until her throat felt hoarse. She stood up again and leaned up against the trunk of the tree, feeling an overwhelming sense of depression and hopelessness.

Without thinking, she suddenly began punching the trunk of the tree furiously, sobbing as she did so.

Her fists became a bloody mess, but she could barely feel any pain. Silk spilled all over the trunk, mixing with her blood. She continued punching as hard and as long as she could, until it felt like she could hardly move her fingers. When that happened, she collapsed to the ground again, a mess. Tears streamed down her face, blood and silk were all over her hands and arms, and she felt sick.

All thoughts of this were on pause as a figure fell out of tree and hit his head on a rock...and broke it.

"Aye yah...never again...never sleep in trees again yah fool.." said Takuya as he rubbed his head, which was now sporting a nasty bruise.

"Ta-Takyua-kun..." said Hinata as the grey skinned, white haired boy noticed her, and then gave her his usual glare.

"Oh, it's you...the heck are you doing here?" he asked.

Hinata just stuttered her words as Takuya waited for an answer, staring at her with his blazing orange eyes.

"Nevermind, not any of my business. My home is your home." he said with a bow.

She glanced at him, "Y-your home?"

"Yes, I live out here. Got a problem with that?" he asked as he got up and started to walk, and then he noticed her hands, "Whoa...quite abit of damage you did there. Follow me, let's clean yah up." he said as he grabbed her and took her to a nearby creek and began to wash the blood and silk away from her hands, "You know, punching a tree until your fists are a bloody mess...not the best way to vent your anger." he said as he leapt into a nearby tree and then came down with a backpack. He went through it as he pulled out a wad of bandages and started to patch up her hands.

"I-I'm fine, you don't h-have to help me." she lied

"I'm sorry, did you just refuse help from the King?" asked Takuya with a twitch in his eye.

"K-King?" she asked, curious at his little statement.

"Yes I am...nevermind, I'm starting to get into a whole other mindset there." he said as he folded his arms and just stared at Hinata. he sniffed a few times at her and then pulled back, "Your upset because of the silk?" he asked which caused her to nod alittle.

"But it's not just the silk, is it?" he asked, and again she nodded.

Hinata's face just grew more sad as tears started to well up in her eyes, so many things had gone wrong in her life, now this was the breaking point.

Takuya just frowned abit as he said, "I'm not that much of a people person...but for you can tell me what's wrong."

Hinata wiped a tear as she said, "Why? Why would you go out of your way to listen to me?" More tears began to appear and run down her face.

"Mostly out of respect for you." he said.

"But why do you respect me? I'm nobody, I'm weak, I'm too shy, I can't s-say a sentence to others with o-out stuttering! I-I'm not even worth anything to my clan that I'm considered worthless to them! My own family! Now this...this silk coming out of my p-palms...it's just to much...it'd probably be b-best if I just die-"

The sound of a hand slapping a face was heard as Hinata felt a stinging pain across her cheek. Takuya had a face of pure rage, "Enough! A daikaiju of your status should NEVER speak that way of yourself, specially considering exactly who you are!"

He then grabbed her by the shoulders, "What you are Hinata is nothing but a larva right now...but in time, like the catapillar that eventually becomes a moth, you will become strong. You will become someone of value."

Hinata just stared at him, "B-but my family believes that I-"

"Now you clean the wax of your ears little girl and listen well. Don't believe in what others believe in you. Don't believe in the Me, or what anyone else says. Believe in the Hinata who believes in you." he said as the depth of his words struck something in Hinata. Mind you she didn't clearly understand, yet they made sense in a way.

"The next time someone looks down on you, you get in there face and you say 'Just who the Hell do you think I am?' and show them that you don't give a damn about what they say. Let the fires of your womanly pride combust into a raging inferno!" he said as his eyes quite literally burst aflame and he looked like he was on fire...or maybe it was just an illusion like how Hinata once saw Might Guy hugging that Lee kid on a beach...

Yet Takuya meant it, he emitted an aura of passion and hot-blooded power that it seemed to wash away her doubts and worries.

"What you have Hinata is not a curse, but a gift. Don't be afraid to show the world. While I have no idea about what goes on in your family, and I have no idea what's happened to you in the past, but I know the past can hurt you. But the way I see it, you can either run from...or accept it. In some cases, you can even learn from it." he said as he bit at his finger.

For a 12 year old, Takuya surprisingly knew alot, and Hinata felt that he was right, she needed to build up her confidence...but there was one thing that bothered her.

"T-takuya-kun, about that word you used to call me...what's a Daikaiju?" she asked and Takuya's body went rigid.

"Umm...ehhh...Oh look at the time, I need to go wash my hair. Bye and consider this little pep talk we had!" he said as he leapt into the creek and swam away downstream.

"What a strange boy..." thought Hinata as she dried her tears and decided to head back home, she needed to stop fearing what would happen to her. She needed to stand up for herself. While it still saddened her that her mother died, she realized her mother wouldn't have wanted her to remember her this way. She would become strong, for her mother, for Naruto, for her family, and for herself.

As for Takuya, his reasons for helping Hinata truely was somewhat out of respect for her. It was mainly because she promised to be a challenging opponent one day. Her body housed the powers of the Queen of Daikaiju, a title that the original didn't like, but as with all creatures of battle, that was what she was known to by her peers.

He couldn't wait for that day.

Just as he was reveling in his thoughts, a hole opened up in the sky...and a flaming meteor flew off towards a certain Village Hidden in Sound...


Oto Village...

The sky was just beginning to darken as the glowing meteor plunged downward. Below it laid Oto. As the meteor continued to descend, its already red hot surface seemed to glow even brighter from some sort of unearthly power within.

Even when seen from the safety of Orochimaru's hidden lair, the Snake Sannin, secure under hundreds of feet of solid rock and more than twenty plates of metal and concrete, it was a daunting sight. Orochimaru felt the slightest chill run down his spine at the sensations he was receiving from the rock that he wasn't even aware of till now. They weren't anything that could be linked to any of the five human senses, but rather a general sense of foreboding and a recognizing of the unimaginable evil incased in that vessel of stone. One didn't even need to be a ninja to sense that much. The dark energy that radiated from the mass of stone was palpable even to those who had no notion of the sixth sense.

The roaring meteor then stopped moving and hovered high above the village, as if waiting for something.

Orochimaru and Kabuto rushed out from the base to see the giant rock floating above.

"What in the name of Kami is THAT?" screamed Orochimaru

"I..I don't know, yet...it feels strangely...as if it's pulling me in..." said Kabuto as he continued to stare at the rock.

"I can feel it too, as if-"Suddenly Orochimaru noticed around him that the trees and plants were dying, and a faint wisp of green energy was flowing towards the rock.

"Its absorbing all the lifeforce around it!" yelled Orochimaru with a smile. "Fascinating, I must find out how it's doing this." said Orochimaru as he closed his eyes and concentrated, expanding his chakra to allow him to see into the heart of this thing.

Gradually, he felt his ties with his form loosening, and his consciousness catapulted outwards, leaving his physical body far behind. While he couldn't actually see it happening, Orochimaru felt his mind leaving the boundaries of his mind and heading out into the darkness that lay beyond. Out there, he encountered what he was looking for. It glowed like a great black beacon to his mental eyes, an oxymoron if he had ever seen one. Its soul was darkness incarnate. Never before in his life, had Orochimaru sensed something so innately evil. It chilled him to the very center of his being.

I am more than prepared, he thought to himself, his stubborness and ego providing the will to continue, I am more than a match for a mindless brute of..whatever this is. With that last thought, Orochimaru plunged in, shaping his probe like a lance of psychic energy and sending it streaking into the center of the dark mass.

It only took a fraction of a second for the unfortunate Sannin to realize the depth of his mistake. The instant he had penetrated into the dark mind, his foe responded with terrible power. A backlash of dark energy smashed into Orochimaru's mind and sent him reeling. Even as he was still recovering, a second attack followed upon the heels of the first, threatening to consume his conscious self altogether. Fortunately, Orochimaru managed to weather the second blow. He mustered all of his strength and continued inwards, hoping to plow past any more mental defenses.

Surprisingly, no further attacks came his way. As Orochimaru pushed deeper into the creature's mind, he felt a dramatic increase in power. Finally, when the human reached the center of the great rock's consciousness, he was nearly knocked away by the sheer energy that emanated from the center of the rock's being.

It was only then that Orochimaru realized that this thing was a living being, a creature of great and terrible power, and it not even aware of him yet.

The attacks he had felt on the outskirts of this thing's mind must have been a reflexive defense. Orochimaru cringed inwardly when he tried to envision what kind of attack the beast would be capable of should he become fully aware of Orochimaru's presence.

It was at that moment that he noticed that the mind had suddenly become quite aware of him. In that instant, the counterattack plunged him directly into blackness.

Back in the real world, Orochimaru's body was sent flying backwards as if something slammed into him. Kabuto was about to call out and aid him, then the temperature in the area seemed to plunge. So shocked was he at the sudden change, that the Oto nin nearly dropped to his knees. Goosebumps formed across his skin and his hair stood on end as some sort of powerful negative force seemed to flood the area. It was a chill that struck his very soul.

Behind him, ba couple of Oto nin who came to investigate the situation were experiencing a very similar chill. One completely lost her grip on the kunai she was holding, dropping the whole thing to the floor. The other seemed to foam at the mouth.

Inside the base, the Sound Four also were affected, Tayuya's reaction was even more dramatic. She seized the edge of the table she was sitting at withboth her hands as her muscles tensed. The girl fought against the impending convulsions in her stomach as it threatened to reject a breakfast she had not yet consumed. Tayuya felt the bile rising in her throat and would have tried to run to the bathroom to release it had that same sensation not completely frozen her in place.

Sakon gasped and dropped to his knees and felt his blood turn into ice. The whole thing threatened to stop his and his brothers' hearts altogether. Gathering up his willpower, Sakon struggled against the sensation, attempting to force it off him with the strength of his will. But, he slowly felt his defenses weakening beneath the crushing force of whatever it was behind this strange attack.

All across Oto, people were experiencing that same sensation. It was as if someone had dropped a bomb of pure negative energy. Humans throughout the city felt as if their souls were being frozen. For some, the awesome attack was too much to bear. The elderly, the weak of heart and mind, many children were struck down by the powerful mental blast that reverberated throughout the city and radiated across most of the village. Then, in an instant, the strange power vanished and everything seemed normal again.

Orochimaru then awoken shaking his head, "Damn that...THING!" he shouted as Kabuto checked him for injuries.

"You are quite lucky that your psyche wasn't shattered altogether," scolded Kabuto, "that counterattack was so powerful that it engulfed the entire city as well as yourself. It even ended several lives."

"You think I care about the villagers?" he asked with bloodlust in his eyes

"If you want to obtain the world's jutsu through them, I would say yes." Said Kabuto as he fixed his glasses

"Point tak-" Orochimaru's sentence was cut off as the rock suddenly moved and crashed nearby, again throwing the Sannin and his follower to their knees.

It landed well outside the city limits. However, the vibrations of its impact were powerful enough to be felt all the way down inside the Orochimaru's base. Shockwaves radiated out from the epicenter, wiping away trees and vegetation all around the area where it hit. The shockwaves eventually broke over the outskirts of Oto, toppling dozens of buildings and reducing them into rubble in less than a second.

Orochimaru gritted his teeth as he bit into his finger, "Summoning Technique!" he cried as a large snake appeared and Orochimaru leapt upon it's head. The snake then slithered towards the impact site as Kabuto and several recovering Oto nin followed.

Soon they came to the Impact site, and found the rock. From what he could see, the meteor was mostly intact. Even large meteors normally vaporized on impact, leaving little or nothing behind. Furthermore, the impact radius was far too small for an object of that mass. That indicated that the meteor had hit at a vastly reduced velocity than it should have hit with. He didn't like this at all. There was something down there.

"You three, go and investigate that thing!" yelled Orochimaru as the three Oto nin were hesistant to go near it.

"I SAID MOVE!" yelled Orochimaru with as much venom in his voice that the three nin leapt away in fear. They soon came upon the rock and after few minutes, began to relax as nothing happened. Suddenly jets of gases exploded from out of the rock.

A second later, the hissing gasses were replaced with crackling flames. Then, the entire rock was shattered by a terrible explosion from within. A roaring ball of flame consumed the remains of the meteor and rose upwards. It engulfed the nin. At first they felt only the heat of the flames melting the skin off their body and devouring the tissue underneath. But then, they felt something much more sinister at work as a paradoxical darkness within the flames surrounded them and began to draw out their very life-force. The nin felt as if their souls were being stripped from them and being consumed by the terrible force. Then, it was over as the flames reduced their bodies to cinders, then nothing.

As a roar filled the air and a massive explosion erupted upwards from the area of the impact. A great, smokeless ball of flame was climbing into the sky. At first, Orochimaru had expected it to dissipate harmlessly into the atmosphere. But, as he watched in awe, the flames began to move eerily in concert with one another. The ball seemed to contract in upon itself, the flames rolling inward like the petals of a blooming flower in reverse. Finally, the flames began to take shape and Orochimaru found that he could not stop shaking because of his sheer horror at what he was witnessing.

Two great sheets of fire spread outward from either side of the larger mass. Then, three comparatively thin tendrils extended upwards and forwards between the two sheets. Two slightly thicker stumps extended downward from the center with two even thinner ones extending down and behind, barely visible from Orochimaru's angle.

The flames began to fade. The sheets faded into vast sail-like wings spread outward from a body decked in diamond-shaped scales.

The two stumps became four-towed feet, resembling an elephant's in shape somewhat. The thinnest tendrils became a pair of tails, ending in spiked clubs that whirled around behind the forming creature.

And lastly, the three tendrils extending upward transformed into three serpentine necks, each capped with the head of what resembled a Chinese dragon, writhing about like a nest of snakes. Each of the three heads was crowned with horns.

The creature's entire body, wings and all, was a brilliant golden color that reflected the light of the setting sun, making the monster seem to glow in the fading light. With a final dramatic flash of light, the monster was awakened and ready to wreak havoc. It descended on the helpless city, all three heads screeching madly.

In a loud booming voice, the creature spoke in unison of it's three heads, "BOW BEFORE ME HUMANS! BOW BEFORE THE MIGHT OF THE KING OF TERROR, KING GHIDORAH!"

If there was one word that could be used to describe King Ghidorah, it was magnificent. Decked out in golden scales with vast wings and three dragon heads upon writhing serpentine necks made the kaiju an impressive sight. It was the very personification of the word monster. It was at once beautiful and frightening. Now, it sailed on those massive wings towards the helpless village of Oto.

Orochimaru was still paralyzed with fear and awe to do anything.

King Ghidorah descended on the city like a great demonic entity. As one, the three heads swung about and three maws opened wide to reveal slavering mouths lined with razor-sharp teeth and forked tongues. Energy crackled around inside those mouths and spewed forth in golden beams of energy that resembled bolts of lightning. But no lightning was ever like this.

The bolts of power shattered everything in their paths, exploding with the fury of a hundred paper bombs. Buildings were smashed and lit afire as the beams of energy swept over them. Each of the three heads moved independently, each sweeping its individual beam over a different section of the city in front of and below it. Sometimes one would fire across towards the other flank or upwards, seemingly into empty space. The creature went about its task with relentless efficiency and savagery, ripping apart the landscape below it.

The villagers screamed in terror as the Oto nin tried to defend themselves with fire ninjutsu, but were swept away by the explosions of the lightning bolts.

But it wasn't even beginning to destroy. As King Ghidorah swept over the city, gusts of hurricane force winds from its wings flattened those skyscrapers still standing and fanning the flames of the fires it had already set. The creature flew at a leisurely pace, firing its beams at will but keeping the majority of the force of its attack focused on the area directly in front of and below it as it flew overhead.

King Ghidorah ripped a single, fiery swath straight down the center of the city. All it left behind was scorched earth, burning bodies and flaming rubble. It flew out past the city limits, all three heads shrieking and cackling madly, as if the thing took some sort of perverse glee at the destruction it wrought. With grace that bellied its tremendous size, King Ghidorah swung about for another pass.

Only to be met by the sight of a massive white eight headed snake reach out and pull it to the ground.

Inside the mouth of one of the snakes was Orochimaru, his eyes no longer filled with fear or awe, but anger, "How dare you...how dare you do this to my village of test subjects! Each and every man, child, and woman hand picked and kidnapped from nations, all reduced to ash, and with them, the ninjutsu of those nations! I don't care what you are, but I will see to it that you suffer."

King Ghidorah rose up and stood tall and mighty as it stared at the large eight headed serpent, "So, a human with the power of Daikaiju...I smell the scent of Manda upon you. Very well human, let us see if you can match the King of Terror in battle!" yelled the mighty dragon as it roared, and the giant Hydra roared back, both monsters preparing to do battle. Around them, the villagers knew that no matter who won, they would still suffer.

The battle of the Daikaiju was about to begin.


End of Chapter.

Well, I hope that's got everyone's attention.

Till next time, ja ne