A/N: Its been a long time, guys! I know, I know. I fall in and out of making fanfics and I only write when I have that boost and drive to, which came when I saw Godzilla: King of the Monsters. OMG WHAT A MOVIE

Anyways, a few of you may remember when I wrote a Godzilla X Primal Rage crossover a while back when I was younger. It sucked. Hopefully this one will suck less. I added a few things of my own creation to the canon of Primal Rage, and this is not connected to any Godzilla movies, but some elements are taken from Legendary's MonsterVerse. This is it's own timeline, or AU, if you will. Hope you enjoy!

~MSG

Doctor Charles Curtis clutched a pen and notebook in both of his hands, watching as the lush jungles of Guatemala passed underneath the chopper's window. He was lost in thought, a concoction of intrigue, restlessness and nervousness flowing through his mind. Peering down at his pencil, he twitched and fondled the writing utensil between his ebony fingers eagerly before resting it within the rings of the small notebook. When they told him that they had found something unheard of within an ancient Mayan temple, he just had to see it in person, no matter the cost, however, he had been duped before by other unskilled Archaeologists, calling him out to view artifacts that were, at least to him, common knowledge. This time felt different, however. There was something about this trip that felt extremely promising.

"Dr. Curtis," The pilot spoke, "We are approaching the temple. Should be in about twenty minutes."

"Ah, good, very good." Charles lightly spoke, grabbing his pencil and flipping to a blank page of his notebook.

January 27th, 2017. 12:47 PM. Guatemala.

Mayan Temple exploration, alleged massive unknown structure located within temple.

Charles left the rest of the sheet blank. No matter where he went for his work, he always noted the dates and times. It made things easier when relating the information to write an analysis for publishing. He then flipped the cover down on the notebook and clutched it by his side, watching as the ancient Mayan temples began to form in the distant jungles. He closed his eyes, and said a silent prayer to himself:

Please…not another false alarm.

Twenty minutes passed fairly quickly, with the chopper coming to a soft landing in a clearing before the massive temple. People were scattered all around from all walks of life, from fellow Archaeologists eager to explore a world unknown, to adventurers who had trekked all the way here for the next challenge. Charles found himself to be the best of both worlds. As the propellers of the machine slowed down to a halt, he jumped out, flattening out his beige button-down shirt and blue jeans. He then stepped forth, approaching the staircase of the massive shrine with haste.

Along came Harriet Lyons, one of Charles's most trusted partners in the Archaeological studies. She had arrived on the scene just moments ago, receiving the same summoning that led Charles to this temple. When the two of them locked eyes with one-another, both of their faces lined with a widened smile, which was followed by a hearty handshake.

"They finally got you out of that College." Charles said sarcastically with a hearty laugh.

"Only on special occasions, old man." Harriet fired back with a chuckle. "It's good to see you again."

"Likewise." It was then that Charles looked up at the massive temple, tilting his head slightly in intrigue. He put his hand up to his eyes to block out the harsh sunlight, observing others as they paced up and down the ancient staircase. "I'd say this is a pretty special occasion. Have you been inside yet?"

"I have not." Harriet quietly responded. "I haven't been here too long. Once I had arrived, the guide told me to wait here, said that Dr. Emmett would meet me here once he's done inside."

Charles put a hand to the grey-colored stubble on his chin and slowly brushed it. "Mm. He was the one who sent me that email." He closed his eyes, and let out a soft, but obviously annoyed sigh. "I suppose that means you haven't met him yet."

"Nope."

"That's great."

"Be nice, Charles." Harriet spoke. "I know it seems a little bit suspicious-"

"Suspicious isn't the word I'd use to describe this." The ebony man spoke, looking down at the notebook tightly tucked between his hand and side. He grumbled, looking back up at the tall temple before the both of them. "I've been led astray by some of these fresh college graduates before. Quite personally, I didn't fly all this way to get duped again."

"We all had to start somewhere, you know." Harriet continued, messily tying her black flowing locks into a bun. "Besides, everyone swears that this will blow us away. All of the personnel I've talked to said that this adds an extra layer to our understanding of ancient Mayan religion. I'm eager to see this."

Despite Harriet's wise words, Charles merely snorted, folding his arms and relaxing in place. He inspected the frame work of the temple. The building seemed to be in the same kept shape as the other ruins in Guatemala: dilapidated, with a thick layer of green moss growing over the heated cobblestone that shimmered in the sun's rays. The Mayan's expertly crafted these buildings thousands of years ago, building cities, shrines, and monuments to the gods. It had to have been centuries ago, perhaps even older. What perplexed him is that this particular temple had large imperial statues that stood by both sides of the staircase, appearing to be in the shape of armored dinosaur-like creatures.

Interesting indeed.

It wasn't long until Dr. Jeremy Emmett strutted out of the temple. The slender man, much younger than both Harriet and Charles, stood atop the massive structure, peering down to his fellow adventurers that scurried on the grassy plain. Dressed in a measly t-shirt and khaki shorts with steel toed boots, he certainly didn't look the part of an Archaeologist, however, he was one of the top students at Stanford University. He began the trek down the matted staircase once he spotted Charles and Harriet, an excited smile spread across his face.

"Remember, Charles," Harriet softly spoke to her colleague, "Behave."

Charles only responded with a submissive grunt.

"Ah, Doctor Curtis, Doctor Lyons!" The young man spoke, eagerly shaking both of the Archaeologist's hands. "So glad to finally meet you both in person!"

"Likewise, Dr. Emmett." Harriet spoke politely with a sincere smile. "You'll have to excuse Dr. Curtis, he has an eerie case of jet lag today."

"Perfectly understandable." The man excitedly spoke, shifting his arms to his side casually. "Seeing what we've discovered will certainly take all of that away. I've never seen anything like this before."

"Is it Mayan?" Charles spoke with a passive aggressive tone of voice, once again observing the building's architecture. "Most temples in this area are of Mayan origins. However, I'm sure you are well aware of this fact."

"Partly." Jeremy responded. "However, a lot of this is much…much older. It's almost as if the Mayan's attempted to study this themselves…perhaps even worship it. That's why I requested the two of you to take a look yourselves." The young man cleared his throat, wiping the layer of sweat that traveled down his brow from the intense heat. "I'm sure with both of your experience in the field, we can assemble the pieces of this puzzle together."

Charles' eyebrow instantly raised at this. He promptly took the notebook from his side and flipped it open, jotting down a few more notes.

January 27th, 2017. 12:47 PM. Guatemala.

Mayan Temple exploration, alleged massive unknown structure located within temple. Older artifacts found at the scene. Possible hidden religion?

With a hard close of the notebook, Charles placed it back to his side. He gave his colleague a short glance, before giving Jeremy a direct look.

"Lead the way."

The inside of the temple was dark and damp, and the floor was slick with moss and age. The three Archaeologists, guided by the headlamps on each of their heads, slowly traversed deeper into the structure, carefully observing the pictures and hieroglyphs on the walls. Many of the scriptures depicted normal Mayan religion, like descriptions of Itzamna and Ix Chel, however, the deeper into the ruins they adventured, the more skewed the scriptures became.

Slowly tales of the Itzamna transformed into tales of legendary beasts that rose from the ground and the depths of the oceans. As if it seemed that the word had been tainted by a new revelation…something that apparently scared the generation that built this temple. Benevolent Gods that gave life and resources soon turned into malevolent beasts that sought to ruin the world.

"This doesn't make any sense…" Harriet muttered, wiping away the caked dust that lined the scriptures on the wall. "The Mayan's already had their own Gods to worship…what would make them create shrines and write tales like this? I've never seen anything like this in my studies..."

And neither did Charles, for that matter. It's as if their history was changed by an unknown force and then intentionally hidden from human eyes. He wiped off a hieroglyph that was hidden in dust and carefully observed it. He placed a hand on his chin, and called Harriet over with a low "Come look at this" to help translate.

Harriet stepped over quickly to Charles' side, peering up at the wall with her headlamp. "Its broken hieroglyph…but I'll try to translate as best as I can."

Tales told from a time long past, of a world unknown by a simple man. The world lay dormant, until a star divided the sky and split the rock in two.

Ancient Draconian beings that rule elements of man and nature: Wisdom, Insanity, Destruction, Survival, Hunger, Decay, Meditation, and Oceans, rose to take the throne of a world once unknown to them, led into primal rage by the God of Death. Their battle left the World in ruins.

Until a light rose from the deep, the dagger of hope that sliced through the darkness of death and despair. A being that forced these Draconians into a deep slumber.

Once the sky breaks, the Draconians will return, bringing hell fire upon the Earth once more, unless man worships and praises the keeper of balance.

"Jesus." Charles muttered, jotting down notes in his tablet. "This doesn't even sound Mayan anymore…it almost sounds like prehistoric cave paintings. What made the Mayans think this had any truth to it?"

"Perhaps this." Jeremy spoke from further inside the temple.

This prompted the two veteran Archaeologists to follow Jeremy's voice deeper into the ancient temple. Following the illumination streaks from Jeremy's headlamp, they traversed the stone walled corridors and rooms until they reached a massive cave opening within the temple, with a massive mural decorating the stone wall.

It must have been thousands of years old, decorated with pictures of reptilian beasts laying waste to humans and animals in a fiery rage. Serpents, massive ape-like creatures, and saurian-like behemoths all surrounding two hidden beasts in a clash, one depicted as a skull-like wyvern and the other as an illuminated figure. Fire decorated the skies of the mural, with various meteors and comets depicted as hellfire raining from the clouds, as if it were the end times.

"What the hell…"

"That's what I said when I discovered it." Jeremy spoke, looking over at the two Archaeologists. "This changes everything. What if there are more like this? Obviously someone didn't want anyone to see this if it was this hidden deep in the jungle."

"No." Charles spoke, writing down in his notebook, desperately trying to put the pieces together. "I don't think that this is the case at all. They found this mural from long ago and decided to shrine it in this temple. All of the writing on the wall, the stone statues on the outside, the vivid descriptions…"

"What do you think, Charles?" Harriet looked over to him in intrigue. "An undiscovered religious ritual?"

Charles shook his head to both of those, observing the mural on the wall once more. He placed a finger to his chin, rubbing the whiskers on his face inquisitively. His mind jumped through various outcomes, using all the clues he had previously gathered on the way inside. Yes, this potentially could be a previously undiscovered religious practice, but that couldn't be right. It seemed far too disconnected from known Mayan religion. No, this seemed like something else entirely.

"The Mayans were very keen on exploring elements of the world around them...like Astronomy."The doctor paced in circles,"Depictions of a natural disaster from the stars...it makes sense that this discovery would make them second guess things."

"What are you getting at?"

"I don't think that this is some kind of ritual. I think it's much more." Charles softly spoke, writing in his notebook. "It's…almost as if they thought this was a warning."