GTAG Chapter 8: Tearing a Ship Apart with Bare Hands
"My god… what kind of monster is that?"
"Damn it! Nobody told me there was something this terrifying on this planet!"
Anyone who laid eyes on Godzilla could not remain calm.
His sheer size alone created a suffocating sense of oppression.
And when the ship's systems scanned him, the data nearly drove them insane. This monster had a nuclear fusion reactor inside its body!
Impossible!
At first, they thought it was an error. But repeated diagnostics returned the same result.
If it was just size, they could still lift off to avoid him—after all, their vessel was only a research craft without weapons.
But a creature with a nuclear fusion core? That kind of power would surely evolve into outrageous forms of attack.
"Could it be… one of the creations of the Engineers?"
A crew member muttered the thought aloud.
It was the only explanation that made sense.
"Ladies and gentlemen, whatever it is, while the monster is still far away, we must leave. If it notices us, we'll never get away."
The moment those words fell, everyone rushed to their stations, fastening belts as the ship slowly lifted into the sky.
"What about the two we left in the ruins…?"
"We can't worry about that now. They might even be safer where they are."
The captain's words won reluctant agreement.
The ruins had endured for countless years, untouched by time. Perhaps the monster could not destroy them.
And besides, there was no proof the monster was after them. Once it moved away, they could always return.
That was the comfort they clung to.
And indeed, Godzilla was not hunting them.
To him, their ship was nothing more than a landmark.
If he remembered correctly, the Prometheus had landed near the Engineers' vessels.
So when it took off, Godzilla ignored it completely.
Instead, he turned his gaze to the weathered domes that dotted the land—circular mounds carved by wind and sand.
He knew each mound represented a buried ship.
Godzilla already expected to find Engineer craft on this world, but he hadn't imagined so many.
The sight did not alarm him—it thrilled him.
With so many ships, he might harvest enough Black Goo.
Meanwhile, inside the ruins, the stranded crew members wandered restlessly, searching for somewhere less grim to survive the night.
But there was no comfort to be found here.
The thought that countless Engineers had perished in this place gnawed at them, forcing them to strap their helmets back on despite removing them earlier in reckless bravado.
If there were pathogens in the air, it was likely already too late. But none of them dared admit it.
As they wandered, the ground beneath them began to tremble.
An earthquake?
Thump. Thump. Thump.
The rhythm was too steady. Too much like a heartbeat.
A chilling realization crept into their minds—these weren't tremors. They were footsteps.
"I knew it! I knew there had to be something horrifying here! We should never have come!"
The comms flared to life. Their comrades aboard Prometheus urged them to calm down. The ruins were solid. The monster couldn't break through.
"Monster? What monster?"
The two left behind finally grasped the truth.
Something colossal was outside—something whose steps shook the entire ruin.
They wanted to curse the fools on the ship until their throats bled.
Before they could, the vibrations stopped.
The creature had halted.
Relief? No, it was terror. Their nerves strained so tight that one of them lost control of his bladder.
They had no time to care.
Because…
Boom!
The world split open with a thunderous crash.
"What's happening?! Answer me! What's going on out there?!"
They screamed into the comms, desperate for reassurance.
But the words from Prometheus froze their blood.
"The monster… it's attacking your ruin."
The captain hesitated before giving them the truth.
The two men wished he hadn't.
Yet they weren't the only ones in panic.
"Are we just going to sit here and watch this monster destroy the ruins?"
The female lead gritted her teeth, unwilling to accept it.
They were on the verge of uncovering the secret of their creators. To have it ripped away now was unbearable.
The others shared her frustration.
"I understand how you feel. But you have to realize one thing—against that creature, we can't do anything."
The truth was suffocating.
Then they watched in horror as Godzilla began tearing into the mountain of stone as if it were nothing more than loose soil.
The hardened rock shattered under his claws.
Before long, the hidden craft was revealed.
Bang. Bang. Bang.
With relentless strikes, Godzilla unearthed the buried dome and exposed the massive C-shaped vessel.
The alien ship's design was bizarre, but that hardly mattered.
Godzilla pried it free. The craft was enormous—larger even than him—and its frame was tough.
But not tough enough.
Under his overwhelming strength, the hull ripped apart.
Piece by piece, he dismantled the ship like a child tearing apart a toy.
His actions roused the ancient vessel from its long slumber.
Inside, the sole surviving Engineer awoke.
Confusion filled its eyes as the ship's systems projected everything happening outside—the monster dismantling their craft with its bare hands.
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