Author's Note: I don't normally do notes unless it is important. If you have not read the Mechagodzilla series, the G-Chaser Series, or the Extended Universe aka the Halo Different stories series which involves Halo, then you will be confused. I do not suggest you start reading this story unless you have read those stories first. Mechagodzilla and Extended Universe (Halo Different) because this story is basically the sequel to Halo 3 Times as Different and it details what happens to Kiryuu Knight at the end of that story. The Mechagodzilla X Series and the Extended Universe can be found on my page, the G-Chaser Series can be found on BDM's page and he is listed in my favorite authors for you to go to.

Aykeruseytìranyu: Deathwalkers

Prologue: Coming out of the Dream

Kiryuu…Kiryuu…

His mind was locked in a constant flux. The voice constantly called out to him.

Grandfather, help us!

He did not know where or when he was anymore.

"Kiryuu, don't look at me that way!"

He focused on that familiar voice, his voice—or rather the man who's voice was sampled to create his voice. Gordon Knight. Gordon was supposed to be dead. Gordon did die. King Ghidorah killed him.

"Run some more tests on him," said Gordon over to another familiar face.

Will Penter. Will was also dead. He died several centuries ago.

Kiryuu…we're loosing you…wake up!

"I just don't understand it," said Will. "Kiryuu, you're gonna hate me for saying this, but I think you need to sit this fight out."

"Fight?" Kiryuu asked.

"Yeah," said Will. "There's some movement going on in Mexico. A monster has been reported there and the Mexican government wants us to send you out to find out what it is. I think you need to stay here."

"As much as I hate his pompous company, I agree," said Gordon.

"No…" Kiryuu rumbled.

Kiryuu!

Kiryuu growled, his head thrown back at the cry of the voice. He knew that voice. That voice, above all the voices in the room, seemed more real to him.

"Don't argue with me, tin can," said Gordon.

Kiryuu relaxed as he felt his restraints tighten around him. He was held in place by the body arms of the hangar. There was nothing he could do to move.

"I am sure my systems are running at optimum efficiency, Will," Kiryuu began, feigning a note of confidence. "If there is a monster to be dealt with, then I need to be on the scene as soon as possible."

"Sorry, pal," said Will. "There's some sort of glitch in your internal relay. Can't let you out there just yet. I'll start the scanning right away, Gordon."

Scanning…Kiryuu thought. Normally, scanning his systems for any sort of malfunction was a good thing on his part. However, nothing seemed right here. He did not trust Will—or whoever this person was that resembled Will. "There is no need, Will. I will be happy to run the scan myself. I'm sure you are weary and need a nice coffee break."

"Nah, I'll do it, pal," said Will.

"And hurry it up," said Gordon. "I'll be in my office."

"Sure, Gordon," said Will. He watched as the aging billionaire walked out of the control room. Then, he turned back to Kiryuu. "Okay, here we go, Kiryuu. Starting up scan."

"Will, please," Kiryuu said. "I can handle it."

"You're a little moody today, Kiryuu," said Will. "I might have to adjust your emotion circuits as well."

That statement shocked Kiryuu. The only time Will had ever something similar to that was the months of his activation after he faced Godzilla for the first time. Something was indeed not right with Will or with this whole scene. Kiryuu growled just as he heard Will's hands typed on the computer. There was not going to be any adjusting or scanning today.

"I'm sorry, Will," he rumbled.

"What did you say, pal?" Will asked. Then, a surge of electricity came through the keyboard and zapped into his fingers. Will faltered and fell backwards. Sirens sounded in the launching bay. Kiryuu grunted as he forced the body arms open with his strength. Will slowly got up, dazed from the shock of the keyboard. He wearily looked out the bay window to Kiryuu, who was freeing himself. Kiryuu finally forced the arms open.

"Gordon," Will called, his hand on the communication button. "Gordon, Kiryuu's going rampant again!"

"I'm coming down there," said Gordon over the speaker. Just as he returned to the control room, he found Kiryuu almost freed from his binds. "Maybe it's high time I shut that moronic Tonka Toy down for good."

Kiryuu growled at that statement. He knew Gordon Knight. There were many times when Gordon did threaten to shut Kiryuu down, but he could never bring himself to it. He would then cool down and tell Kiryuu that he always thought of him as a son. To Gordon, Kiryuu was practically family. But this Gordon had a resolute tone in his voice something that the Gordon he knew from long ago never had. There was no doubt about it; this Gordon was going to shut him down. This Gordon was a fake.

A wash of memories came back to him. Kiryuu pointed his head to the doors of the launch bay and opened his mouth. Inside, a purple light began to form as the air swirled around him and suddenly became searing hot. Gordon and Will backed away, feeling the intense heat grow throughout the bay. Then, Kiryuu unleashed the heat in the form of a powerful, purple-white beam from his mouth. The beam blasted through the doors.

He remembered how to fire his plasma ray. Kiryuu remembered that in 2006, he barely even had the knowledge to use it. He only used it that one time against Titanosaurus. It was only in 2007 during the fight against King Ghidorah that he recalled how to fire it, albeit a bit clumsily. It was something his son made fun of him for. But the memory of how to fire that ray suddenly told Kiryuu that this world was not real at all either.

Kiryuu revved up his gravity generators and bounded out of the launch bay.

"Stop him!" he heard Gordon cry.

Kiryuu took off for the sky before Gordon could utter another word. As soon as he found himself in a fluffy, low cloudbank, Kiryuu hovered. He felt like he was gasping for air.

Did you think you could escape me?

Kiryuu swung around at the sound of that voice inside his head. He knew it very well. The voice was like a cold, static charge into his processors. His golden eyes narrowed.

We are here…Kiryuu…it's time for you to awaken…

1345 Hours, August 2, 2553 (Military Calendar)/Location Unknown

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MGSystem Reboot system Mechagodzilla X OS. Mechagodzilla AI online. Checking for errors. No errors found. Time and date correct. Location…location…need more data input to determine location.

First, a solitary, blue, glowing eye opened up to the strange world. Then, its brother followed. They looked around, capturing the sites. Rain fell about him, splattering little droplets. They slowly rolled down the smooth, metallic surface of his helm. His fingers slowly wiggled to life, followed by his toes and then his tail. He felt something snap beneath him as he tried to move his back. It was a branch. His eyes focused on the gray, cloudy sky above. A canopy of trees, strange, tall, alien trees sheltered the ground, but not where he fell. He saw that his impact had made a hole in the canopy. Limbs of the trees were broken by his fall.

We're loosing you, Grandfather…

Loosing me? He thought. They lost me.

"Chief," he began as he slowly rose up. "Cortana?"

Kiryuu finally came to his senses. His metallic claws felt the dirt around him. This world was real, unlike the dream he was in. He turned his head to find some olive green crates marked UNSC on the sides strewn out beside him. Then, he looked over to the other side and noticed something peculiar. His Technomantic queue was still active. Cyan and blue glowing, energy-like cords flowed out from the base of his head to the ground. Normally when a Technomancer was not accessing the Array, the cords would be retracted into his head. Why were Kiryuu's cords out?

Kiryuu sighed and snapped off the helm, freeing up his other cords, the ones that grew from his head like green dreadlocks. He looked at the cyan cord bundle and attempted to command it to retract into his head. The cords would not obey. He reached out and grabbed them, feeling their warmth. They pulsated with energy, the light riding up from the ends of the cords into his mind. Kiryuu suddenly realized that information began to flow into his processors at an alarming rate. He was not prepared to take in new data. His CPU began to cycle through the information, filing it swiftly as it came in into folders in which he would then open and view later. Kiryuu grabbed the cord and tugged hard, finding it tightly attached to a root of a tree. That did not seem right. His cords were attached to a tree and the tree was uploading data into him. With one grunt, Kiryuu finally pulled himself free of the exposed root. He fell backwards onto his dorsal spines. The cords' glow dimmed slightly, signaling they were no longer transmitting data.

A tree was feeding me information? Kiryuu asked.

He rose to his feet, taking note that he was still in his smaller size. Kiryuu kept himself close to 9 feet tall as a way to walk around the human world conveniently. His fall did not cancel out his Mass Displacement spell. He glanced down once more at the blue cords. Again, they would not retreat back into his skull. Something about this planet was keeping them from receding into his head. Kiryuu could not worry about that now, he had to get his bearings. He took note that the crates were in fact weapons and ammunition crate. He approached one and punched a hole through it. With one powerful pull of his claw, he tore the crate open, revealing the weapons inside. There were several assault rifles, a shotgun, a sniper gun, a pistol with a site, and a rocket launcher. As much as he wanted to take the rocket launcher, he knew that it was better to carry weapons that had more ammunition. Kiryuu reached in and took a utility belt, filling it with bullets for the sniper rifle, the assault riffle and the pistol. He swung the sniper over his shoulder while he carried the assault in his arm and placed the pistol on his hip. Conserving his own weapons was his priority.

Kiryuu knew of stealth. This was a tactic he had always known ever since he was once just an ordinary dinosaur. His species relied on stealth to hunt. Though he knew that he stuck out like a sore thumb with all of the metal against the jungle. However, it did not matter to him. He could take down anything that dared enough to try and kill him.

One thing he had to figure out was where he was. What planet was this? It did seem somewhat familiar to him. He swore he had seen the foliage before in photographs. As he made his way through the forest, he began to file away all the information he managed to download from that tree. The tree had memories stored within it of the beings who walked passed it. And it shared that information with the tree beside it, and so on and so on. Kiryuu was able to read from that tree's images of what other trees 'saw'. These images depicted blue-colored, tall, gaunt, but finely toned humanoids hunting through the forest. Once more he was struck with a familiar notion that he had seen them before.

As he continued to make his way, Kiryuu took an account of the quality of air that surrounded him. His own sensors collected the data on the air molecules around him.

MGSystem Analyzing data. Analysis complete. Atmosphere contains carbon dioxide, nitrogen, oxygen, methane, and hydrogen sulfide. Caution, air is 20% denser than Earth's. Movement may be compromised. Gravity is 20% lower than Earth's. Searching for matches to all UNSC colonies with this combination.

Kiryuu knew that this planet was special in a way. He glanced up to the sky again, and sighed. The clouds obscured his vision. One thing he wanted to see was the sky. The sky could tell him everything, even in daylight.

MGSystem Detecting UNSC satellites in orbit around planet.

However, there appears to be an electromagnetic disturbance around the area that seems to be interfering with my systems, Kiryuu thought. I cannot make contact with the satellites. There is no way this could be a permanent colony planet. Not with the toxic combination in the atmosphere.

Though the gravity was much less than that of Earth, the denser air did make his movements much slower. He almost felt like he was walking through a heavy wind. Luckily, Kiryuu did not need to breathe and his body could adjust to the harsh toxins of the air. He had a feeling that any human that lived on this planet needed special gear in order to survive it.

Kiryuu's eyes lit up when his internal systems picked up a location.

MGSystem Detecting Earth-owned colony. 20 kilometers due east of current position.

That's all I needed to know, Kiryuu thought, thanking his internal systems. Though he could very easily gather where he was from the stars or perhaps any visible moons stored in his database, he knew that the human colony would give him far better answers. Perhaps, there were humans on the colony. He would be able to notify Lord Hood and HICOM and tell them that he was all right. He had a feeling Terrance Hood was concerned.

There was something else he was concerned about as he darted his way through the forest. He wanted to know just how he was separated from the Master Chief and Cortana. The last he knew he was on the aft section of the Forward Unto Dawn, shutting down to conserve energy while the Chief went into cryo-stasis. Now, even the Chief and Cortana were lost. He remembered the last words he heard from Cortana. She had awoke him to inform him of what she learned while she was in the control system on Halo 04. He learned everything about the Forerunners and the origins of the Flood as well as King Ghidorah and how he came to this galaxy. He recorded everything, downloading it from her systems. Unlike Cortana's systems, Kiryuu's data storage was massive. It had to be so he could fit 500 years of memories into his units. His systems were always kept up to date with the latest in technology for computers and AI, but however, not once did those updates foul up his independence or his sentiency. He was advanced 500 years ago, and he still is advanced today.

Kiryuu paused and looked up. He had no time to wonder through the forest. He needed to get to that outpost. Revving up his generators, the biomechanical dinosaur launched into the air. Though the low gravity made it easy for him to leap into the sky, the dense atmosphere was a bit taxing to his thrusters. A NAV point was already set to where the colony was located. He could not take a moment to look around at the scenery below him. He did take notice of the purple-blue, four-winged, reptilian creatures flying above the trees. He kept an eye on each of them, making sure they did not attempt to attack him. So far, they seemed to ignore him.

Suddenly, the flock of reptile-birds separated. His HUD picked up movement from above. A horrible wailing sound echoed from above Kiryuu as an enormous shadow slowly covered him. Kiryuu swung around to find a reptile-bird in brightly colored orange and yellow dive down with claws outstretched. It was ready to snatch him out of the sky. With a grunt, Kiryuu banked off before the claws could clasp his shoulders. He pulled his assault rifle out and fired on the bird. However, the bird's hide was tough and the bullets ricocheted off of it. The bird bellowed again and Kiryuu flipped down just before it could make another grab for him. Then, he shot up to the bird, slamming his claws into its breast. His biosyntech bladed tentacles came out from the creases of his forearm plates. They whipped about slashing the enormous bird's wings off. The bird kicked Kiryuu in the stomach just as the two began to plummet towards the forest canopy below. However, before the impact, Kiryuu separated from the bird, his syntech blades slicing through its neck. Its ichors splashed upon his silvery armor just as it began to crash through the branches. Kiryuu hovered over the canopy and watched as the giant bird slammed onto the ground. His upper lip curled into a feral snarl. Then, his processors snapped back into the moment. The outpost. He must get to the outpost. Kiryuu banked again, following his NAV point.

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The attack did not go unnoticed. A lone ikran makto was doing some scouting that day until he came across the strange silver creature that could fly without wings. Then, he saw the toruk dive for the creature. The creature was able to swiftly get out of the way and then attack the toruk. After that, with strange vines coming from its body, the creature sliced off the wings of the toruk and let it plummet. The warrior took note though that the creature did use weapons that the tawtute (skypeople)used. He heard about the tawtute and how Toruk Makto chased them away. Toruk Makto was once tawtute himself and became a Uniltìranyu (dreamwalker)in order to walk among the Na'vi and learn of their ways. Now he is Olo'eytkan of the Omaticaya Clan.

This new creature was something else. He never recalled in the stories that the tawtute were silver, nor did he recall they had tails. This was a pit of information he had to give to the Olo'eytkan. The rider sounded his call and commanded his ikran to bank for New Hometree.

Upon arriving, he sounded his call to the others, gathering their attention. He swung his leg over and dismounted his ikran, detaching his braid from its antennae.

"Olo'eytkan!" he called. "Olo'eytkan! I must speak with the Olo'eytkan!"

The other members of the Omaticaya Clan whooped and hollered just as a middle-aged Na'vi female descended the branched stairs, followed by her mate.

"Ngati kameie, Olo'eytukan," he said.

"What have you to report, makto?" the Olo'eytkan asked.

"I saw it!" he gasped. "I saw it. It was silver, it flew without wings. It had a head that looked like a palulukan, with green dreadlocks. It had a tail covered in silver metal. But it had a braid, like ours, growing from its head, but it glowed blue. It killed a toruk without giving thanks to Eywa. Vines with blades came out and sliced the wings off of the toruk. Then the creature let the toruk drop. No doubt toruk bled to death."

"Where was it heading?" asked the female beside him. She was his mate and Tsahik of the clan.

"To the place where the tawute used to live," he replied.

"Damn it to hell…" the Olo'eytkan swore.

"Ma Jakesully," she began. "What is wrong?"

Jake Sully turned to her and sighed: "Neyteri, I don't want to believe it, but I think I know who he's talking about. I have to know for sure. I knew that changeling was trouble when he came here! I should have killed him when I saw him. Rally the riders, we make for Hell's Gate."

"I am going with you," Neytiri said.

"No," Jake said. "Stay here and watch over the clan."

Neytiri puckered her lips in frustration and crossed her arms. Then, she sighed and nodded, realizing that he was right. One of the leaders must stay and watch over the clan. Jake called forth his ikran followed by several others, and they took to the sky. He had hoped that he thought was not right. He had hoped that the creature was not who he thought he was. He had to know for sure.