Greetings fellow FF readers and writers. I hope all of you are doing well and have had a good Christmas. There are a few notes that I would like to make about this crossover FF.

1: I would like to personally thank RyuujiVantek, a good friend of mine who introduced me to this anime and has been invaluable in providing the perfect information for this amazing, yet sadly underrated piece of fine work. Without him, this FF would not exist.

2: The main plot of this FF is starting from Chapter 20 of the manga (just after the main villain reveals himself to the characters). There will be other parts and recognisable themes and scenes incorporated from the manga and anime throughout the FF but this is where the main plot takes off after the prologue.

3: I will be including some OC's into the FF.

Okay, now with those out of the way, let us continue.

If one were to say that it looked as if a natural disaster had struck, that would be the biggest understatement ever uttered by humans.

The land had quite literally been torn apart. Huge forests and fields, once brimming with greenery, now stood trampled and smashed to bits. Small fires burned in several pockets of woodland scattered across the landscape and every so often a huge footprint could be deduced from the destruction across the surface. Animals that would have once thrived here in this pristine landscape had long since fled, or, rather horribly, been crushed or burned to death. Put simply, my dear readers, a natural disaster would not suffice in description. A natural apocalypse would be more suitable.

And observing all of the destruction that lay before him was a man aged about 25 or 26 years old with short black hair, brown eyes and a sad expression across his face, a few dry tear stains marked his cheeks. His clothes were simple robes and sandals but they were muddied and torn across the side. He had narrowly escaped being flattened when they had been fighting near his village, a place that was now likely to have been smashed to bits and everybody there was either dead or had long since fled.

"Enyou."

A voice from behind the man spoke and he turned to see another man, tall like him but with shorter, brownish hair, brown eyes and dressed in robes, standing a few metres behind him, slightly lower than the crest of the hill. His face held a more emotionless look, but Enyou was no fool. He knew how this person felt. When you were brothers from the same clan, known across these lands as the Hiizumi, you would be a fool not to know how a relative felt.

And an even bigger one to know why he would feel this way or that he mentally added as his brother joined him on the crest of the hill, surveying the destruction. It was as if he were god taking in the destruction man had caused across the world in the early days of creation. Of course such tales were alien to him, given that, to our modern eyes, they lived in another part of the world. To them, however it was as if they had been the only survivors of some kind of divine apocalypse.

Maybe that was what this had been.

"Is everyone safe?" Enyou asked his brother.

"Most," came the blunt reply from said person, known as Oushuu. "The bridge across the river was destroyed and several were crushed or burned to death in their homes."

Always the one for the pessimism in a situation's outcome Enyou thought, but did not pursue such feelings further.

"Where are the creatures now?" he asked Oushuu.

"Both are gone, one of them only being on the other side of the forest-" he paused and nodded over to their right where a large plume of smoke was rising high into the sky, though whatever was burning or smouldering was obscured by the trees and a few hills. "The other, I don't know where it is now." His tone dropped noticeably when uttering the last sentence.

Upon hearing these words, a sense of fear gripped Enyou, though he suppressed it. What! The other creature had left and its location was now unknown?! Oh, this was not good. With what had transpired here, it was imperative they stop it from getting worse. They had to find it. They had to find him.

Oushuu, sensing his brother's distress at the mention of the outcome of the fight, sighed heavily. "Enyou, you know that we cannot find him. And even if we do, we have no hope of stopping him!"

"And let him wreak havoc in the future?!" Enyou snapped at his older brother as he rounded on him, his belief that such things would be an absolute certainty. "No! We have to stop him! Now!"

Enyou went to walk past his brother but Oushuu stopped him by grabbing hold of his arm. His eyes showed no emotion, but Enyou could see they held a level of seriousness that seemed to clash with the determination in his own.

"Enyou, listen to me!" Oushuu said, his tone growing softer. "Going after him is a big mistake. Besides, you saw what happened! He stopped a dangerous god from destroying everything we know!"

Enyou shook off his brother's grip. "Only because that thing does not want another to rival him. He is a god of destruction, Oushuu! Destruction!" he spat this word out as if his sibling did not understand the very meaning of it.

"You are correct, but he also keeps the worlds in balance!" Oushuu countered vehemently. "Were it not for him, Ghidorah would have levelled the world. Yokai, human, everything would have been destroyed and countless lives lost!"

Enyou dismissed this statement of fact by his brother and turned his head over to the smoke in the distance. A slight grimace crossed his face as if he could see through the trees, or what was left of them, to whatever was burning on the other side. He knew, though. He knew very well given what had happened and whatever was burning had become a victim of his power.

"I take it Ghidorah was burned by his fire?" he asked rhetorically, to which Oushuu gave a low noise of affirmation. "Are there any other fires burning in the forest or surrounding areas?" Enyou asked, this time turning his head back to his sibling.

"They've largely burnt themselves out, save for a few small pockets, but once the locals find out the calamity has passed they will return and put them out." A pause hung between them as Oushuu surveyed the landscape blankly as if he were an artist who had created something but now looked upon it with distain and utter contempt. "It will take many years for us to recover though," he added.

"And it could be more unless something is done," Enyou replied with a determined voice, glancing back in the direction of the smoke, obviously confirmed to be the smouldering remains of said creature Ghidorah, for a moment.

Something had to be done. They had to do something and soon or it would be too late for them to stop any further destruction! Leaving a creature such as this outside of the Otherworld would mean a death sentence for all in this world. And that was something his brother could not fathom in the slightest!

This monster being a restorer of balance? What nonsense! He is like a mad bull in a house, destroying everything within sight. He doesn't belong here.

And Enyou wanted to make sure that this creature would not cause havoc again. Of course, there was the issue of how this was to be done. Fighting it alone would be beyond suicidal given not only the power of the creature, but the very size of it. Compared to said abomination, he was merely an insect and likely to be killed simply by mistake on his opponent's part. No, he needed something better, something much more powerful.

As he pondered, an idea began to take shape in his brain. It was like the coming together of some kind of mighty neurological structure, each (in this case) biological slab, pillar and floor growing into something that he thought would work. Yes, yes! A smile of fascination began to creep onto his face. It would work! It would work! It would be dangerous, yes, but the benefits and the safety that would result from this action outweighed the negatives. People would think he was insane, looney, psychotic! But let them feel that way. He would solve this problem. They would see what he was doing was for the greater good!

Of course, there was his brother. He would no doubt oppose such a proposition, especially one with such a high possibility of bringing further death and destruction to the world. But he would see what he endeavoured to do was the right thing. No, it was the necessary thing; not just to satisfy his own preconceived notions of satisfaction but for the safety of the world and those on it yet to come.

It was either that, or they would be doomed to destruction, a complete overturn of order only to be replaced by chaos, an end to the very civilisation that they would know and hold dear.

"Enyou!" Oushuu's voice snapped him out of his thoughts and he turned to face his brother's emotionless, yet hard hitting stare as if he were a parent frowning at something naughty a child had done. "If you decide to do this, I will not be able to come with you." He said, pausing for a moment to let the words sink in. "You know that, right?"

That did take Enyou by surprise for a moment, but then he reminded himself that Oushuu was his brother after all, and if there was one thing that his sibling could do, it was somehow learn the motives and plans for anything he [Enyou] wished by just reading his face. It was like he was some kind of demi-god/god.

He did not reply straight away to his brother's question but instead turned away, looking at the ground and sighing heavily. "I know," was all he replied with.

"And you do realise that you won't be able to complete such a task in your lifetime, no matter how much effort you put in?"

"Then my descendants will have to take up this role for me," was all he replied, meeting his brother's gaze with a determined expression. "Whether this goes on for a century, or a millennia, or until the end of our world; rest assured, Ouhsuu."

He paused to look back in the direction of the smoking remains, his desire clouding his rationalities. "I will destroy Godzilla."

Author's Note: I wish you all a happy New Year.