The Godzilla Chronicles part 4=Small monster in a small town, a Smallville crossover.
This is a crossover with the series Smallville and takes place during the latter part of the 3rd season right before Lana leaves for Paris.
THE GODZILLA CHRONICLES PART 4
SMALL MONSTER IN A SMALL TOWN
Location: The restaurant Cafe Larue in downtown Metropolis.
Time: 6:21 P.M.
Lionel Luthor sits quietly and patiently at a table awaiting a guest, or to more appropriately put it a business colleague with whom he has some very important business to discuss this particular evening. As he enters the restaurant Lionel stands up to greet him.
"Mr. Sakamoto." Lionel says as he shakes the man's hand.
"Pleasure to be doing business with you again Mr. Luthor."
"Ah but the pleasure is all mine Mr. Sakamoto, especially considering the valuable package you have brought me this evening." Luthor states looking down at a tiny black case that the Japanese man is holding in his right hand as they both take their seats.
"So, how was your flight?" Lionel goes on.
"It was fine, I trust all the proper paperwork is in order." Mr. Sakamoto implies looking down at the little black case and then back up at Lionel.
"Absolutely my old friend, so how is life at the Tokyo, Japan branch of Wolfram and Hart treating you?"
"Quite well thank you, honestly Lionel you should join us. Your talents are far better suited to our company rather than dealing with the petty issues of mere mortals."
"Thank you Sakamoto-san but I guess I'm just a people person, what can I say."
"This is a dangerous game you're playing Lionel. Many have already tried what you are contemplating and the results have always been the same." Mr. Sakamoto says as he slowly slides the case across the table to Lionel.
"True, but the difference between me and them is that I will not fail."
"A bold statement Lionel, but then again you always were a risk taker, albeit a little reckless."
"You don't attain anything in life by playing it safe my friend, you of all people should understand that very well."
A sly smirk is the only response that Lionel gets after his last statement.
"So, was it difficult to procure?" Lionel asks.
"Somewhat, it took allot of dark magic to create this. Something that can slow the target down as well as counteract the the white magic within. But we pulled it off nonetheless. Besides after the incident in Salt Lake City the Senior Partners have a score to settle."
"Excellent, my business dealings with you have always ran smoothly." Lionell admits.
"When you deal with Wolfram and Hart you deal with the best."
"Indeed, I wish my other business affairs and associations ran as smoothly as this." Lionel says with a somewhat aggravated tone to his voice.
"All the more reason for you to join us Lionel. Honestly my old friend when are you going to join the big leagues?"
Mr. Sakamoto's last comment takes Lionel somewhat aback as is evident by the expression upon his face, which puts a gratifying grin on Sakamoto.
"Why Sakamoto, are you implying that you are superior to me. That was rather brazen." Lionel says with a pleasant smile.
"It is not you I am insulting my old friend. Merely the people that you do business with........aside from myself of course.
"Of course." Lionel says with a chuckle.
"But back to the matter at hand, are you sure that you want to go through with this on your own. We have unique resources that could be used to assist you in this endeavor."
"I am sure Sakamoto-san."
"By the way Lionel, you never did tell me exactly why you were doing this, I don't suppose you would care to enlighten me would you?"
"My reasons are my own Sakamoto, let's just leave it at that shall we?"
Just then.......
"Good evening gentlemen are you ready to place your order?" A waiter asks suddenly appearing next to them.
"Ah, yes. Incidentally Sakamoto-san try the filet mignon it is excellent. That and I know of your fondness for American red meat." Lionel suggests eliciting a smile from his colleague as they both open their menus.
One week later.................
Smallville, Kansas................
Its early morning as Lana Lang drives down a country road not too far from her home as she heads in for another busy day at the Talon, for however long it lasted anyway. True it still bothered her, she had grown quite attached to the place as did many of her friends. But she had made a decision, as much as she loved Smallville and the people in it, she had decided that she wanted to do something with her life. And selling the Talon seemed to be the only way to accomplish her goal, in Paris she hoped she would become the person she was meant to be instead of just wondering what if. And then there was Clark, to say that their history had been rocky would be an understatement. They had tried to make it work between them but terrible things just kept happening that would always screw it up. She would be kidding herself if she thought that wasn't a part of the reason she was leaving, part of her still loved Clark very deeply, but she wanted some stability in her life. As much as she loved Clark something inside her just told her that was something he just could not give her. If Lana had not been lost in thought as she drove down the road she might have been just a little more alert and been able to slam on her brakes in time before suddenly hitting a large object in the middle of the road as she came over a hill!
WHAM!
Her car comes to a dead stop with the back end flipping up abruptly but not going far enough to flip the car over on its top as gravity takes back over with the back end of the vehicle bouncing on the pavement as it comes back down. Luckily she had been wearing her seat belt and her airbag did engage! She is dazed but still conscious as she tries to clear the cobwebs and checks herself over for any injuries. What in the hell did she hit?! Lana couldn't see past her airbag so she unbuckles her seat belt and steps out of the car, other than feeling a little dizzy and some possible bruising she seems none the worse for wear. But what she sees when she steps out of her car almost gives her a heart attack. Godzilla looks at Lana Lang with a somewhat bemused expression and then back down at the front of the smashed in car, it wasn't the first time that Godzilla had been hit by a vehicle since being shrunk down but it was always annoying nonetheless.
"Oh my God." Lana mummers to herself.
Godzilla looks back down at the car and then back to Lana again before uttering what sounded like an aggravated grunt as he turns and begins to walk away. But just then Godzilla hears something, it sounds like another vehicle approaching so he lumbers off the road towards a cornfield to conceal himself. No need to draw any more attention to himself than he already has. Suddenly coming into view is a large black vehicle the likes of which Lana has never seen before, roughly about the size of a semi. It screeches to a halt right in front of her as some men in bizarre looking jumpsuits with some even more bizarre looking instruments start pouring out of the back of the vehicle as a pair of big double doors open as well as two more men stepping out of the cab of the personnel carrier who begin to approach Lana.
"Sir, we have a civilian present what are your orders?" One of them asks on a two-way radio.
"............. capture the civilian and bring whoever it is in."
"Yes sir."
What ever they all were carrying they rush up and point their instruments directly at Godzilla who turns around to regard them for a moment.
"Fire!" One of them yells as the men fire what appear to be some kind of darts out of their armaments and into Godzilla!
Godzilla is a little surprised that the darts actually penetrate and stick to him, normally that would never happen especially considering that his hide is practically invulnerable! But what Godzilla does not know is that the syringes are diamond tipped and razor-sharp. Despite this though as expected Godzilla's regenerative powers kick in closing the wounds almost instantly and pushing the darts out of his body in only a matter of seconds. But during the few seconds that they were actually attached to him some kind of toxin had been injected into his body, he could feel it and he suddenly felt very strange.
"It didn't drop him!" One of the men yells out.
"Reload and hit him again!" Bellows another.
"What is going on here?!" Lana exclaims completely confused as to what is transpiring.
The men reload and fire once more sending another round of darts into Godzilla once again. Godzilla realizes that they're pumping something into him with the darts and he doesn't like the way it's making him feel as he advances towards the men with a snarl! Godzilla reaches the first couple of men in just a few seconds and throws them aside, he usually took care to not go out of his way to attack or harm humans but roughing these men up seemed acceptable since they attacked him first. A halfhearted slap sends one of them crashing through the front windshield of the personnel carrier, even when trying to be careful there were times when Godzilla did not know his own strength! The other men still out of reach continue reloading and firing again and again as Godzilla begins to make his way through the rest of them. The two men who approach Lana abruptly grab her and drag her off to the back of the personnel carrier as she kicks and yells in protest as to what exactly they're doing with her.