monster Gene Evolution

The two remaining Jaegers flexed their mechanical fingers—and with a metallic shunk, chainsaw blades slid out from compartments in the backs of their hands, revving to life with a high-pitched snarl.

> "Ohh shit."

Alex's eyes narrowed as he charged headlong toward them, refusing to back down. One of the Jaegers surged forward, jets firing as it leapt—arm extended, saw revving, aiming to pierce his skull from above.

Alex dipped low at the last second.

The buzzing blade scraped past the side of his head, slicing a shallow groove along his cheek. It stung, but he didn't flinch.

Instead, he spun—angling his jaws upward, catching the Jaeger's exposed underarm in his fangs. With a guttural roar, he twisted, then hurled the massive mech sideways like a sack of scrap metal.

It crashed into its partner, both Jaegers falling into a tangled heap of steel limbs and sparking servos.

Alex didn't waste a second.

He pounced, wings flaring wide for stability as he slammed down on the top Jaeger, pinning it beneath him. Steel groaned beneath his weight.

His spines lit up—burning bright red as he tilted his head skyward, charging a focused Crimson Resonance Beam.

> 'Let's see you tank this.'

He snapped his head down and unleashed the blast point-blank into the pinned Jaeger's head—the beam boring straight through the metal like a blowtorch through butter.

He then shifted his aim downward, carving a molten line into the bottom Jaeger's head from beneath.

Both machines went limp.

Their lights flickered… then died.

Steam and smoke hissed from the slagged corpses as Alex pulled back, breathing heavily. He stepped off the wreckage, watching their remains slump into a twisted, glowing pile.

> "Whew," Alex exhaled.

He glanced at the melted heads, noting the lack of viewing glass or cockpits.

> "Drones," he realized. ". Just remote-controlled tanks."

These weren't ordinary Jaegers.

They were faster, smarter, better armored—and clearly designed with kaiju in mind.

Whoever built these wasn't just preparing for a random Titan appearance.

They were preparing for his kind .

He stared at the smoldering wreckage beneath him, the scent of scorched metal thick in the air.

> "So they've finally invented Jaegers in this world…" he thought, narrowing his eyes. "This world just keeps getting crazier."

He paced around the ruined machines, examining the bodies of the Jagers.

> "They were drones. Probably prototypes."

He kicked aside a melted chunk of armor with a heavy thud.

> "No way they'd risk sending out finished models without pilots unless they were testing something... Testing me."

He looked back toward the city skyline, eyes lingering on the towering skyscraper labeled Shao Industries.

> "So, Shao's in this world too. Figures."

The implications gnawed at him. Apex was already dangerous enough with Ghidorah's head… but if Shao Industries had picked up the slack in this reality, that meant advanced tech, mass production, and most likely… something worse waiting down the line.

> "Mechas. Drones. Ghidorah. And I'm just getting started."

He flexed his wings, took one last glance at the burning Jaeger graveyard, and leapt into the sky—vanishing into the clouds with a single beat of his wings.

Later That Day

Shanghai, China – Apex Cybernetics Facility

Liwen Shao, the CEO of Shao Industries, walked briskly through the towering steel corridors of Apex, flanked by three key figures: Dr. Newton Geiszler, her eccentric but brilliant chief scientist; Nate Lambert and Jake Pentecost, recently recruited as the first pilots for the manually-operated Jaeger program.

As they approached the heart of the facility, they were greeted by a composed man in a black suit.

"Miss Shao," he said with a polite bow. "We're honored that you accepted our invitation on such short notice. Please, follow me."

Ren Serizawa turned and led them through pristine, high-tech hallways until they arrived at a sleek office. Inside stood Walter Simmons, Apex's enigmatic CEO. As Ren moved to stand at Walter's side, the older man stepped forward with a charming smile.

"Welcome to Apex Cybernetics, where the future is being forged today," Walter said, extending a hand.

Liwen returned the gesture. Walter took her hand and, with a touch of old-world flair, kissed it.

"It's an honor to finally meet the woman behind the world's leading cybernetics company," he added.

Liwen gave a small nod. "The honor is mine, Mr. Simmons."

"Please, have a seat," Walter gestured. Then, with a nod to Ren, added, "Gentlemen, if you would."

Ren turned to Lambert, Pentecost, and Newt. "This way, please."

As the group exited, only Liwen and Walter remained in the office.

Walter poured two glasses of water and handed one to her. "The reason I requested this meeting is simple—I believe our companies have mutual goals. And perhaps, a shared future."

"I'm listening," Liwen said, calmly.

Walter picked up a remote and tapped a button. A large screen came to life, displaying footage of the battle between the Black Wyvern—Alex—and the three Jaeger drones.

"Yesterday, when the Titan arrived in Hong Kong, you deployed three of your prototype mechs to confront it," Walter began.

"They're called Jaegers," Liwen corrected smoothly.

"Right. And from what we've observed…" He pointed at the moment Alex's crimson resonance beam clashed with the Jaeger's energy shield. "Your models are… impressive. But too large, and their nuclear cores can't provide sufficient output. That's why they fell so quickly."

He turned back to her. "We believe we can help solve that problem."

Liwen crossed her legs. "Go on."

"Within the Hollow Earth—a vast ecosystem buried deep beneath the surface—we've identified a potential energy source. One that's far more powerful than anything available on the surface. We believe it's the key to powering advanced weapons capable of rivaling or even surpassing Titans."

Walter paused to let the implication settle in.

"We lack the technological finesse your company excels in. But you lack the power source we're on the verge of accessing. What I'm proposing… is a partnership. You supply us with your cybernetic expertise, and in return, once we secure the Hollow Earth energy, you'll share in the rewards."

Liwen leaned forward slightly. "So, once you acquire this new energy, we gain access—if we help you finalize your weapons program?"

"Exactly," Walter said, smiling. "We are on the cusp of something revolutionary. The next step in human evolution. The final blow against the age of monsters."

Liwen narrowed her eyes. "And what exactly are you building?"

Walter grinned and stood up. "I'm glad you asked. Please, come with me."

The massive blast doors groaned open with a deep metallic rumble, revealing a vast chamber bathed in cold white light. The air inside buzzed with the hum of machinery and hidden power. At the center stood a towering mechanical monstrosity — sleek, angular, armored like a war god reborn in steel.

Walter Simmons turned to Liwen Shao and her group, his expression unreadable.

"As you can see," he said with quiet pride, "it's already complete. All it lacks is the right power source."

Liwen stood still, eyes wide. Even Newt Geiszler was momentarily speechless, sputtering incoherent excitement until Jake Pentecost gave him a sharp nudge.

Walter strode past the towering mech and approached another set of blast doors at the far end of the chamber. He placed his hand on a biometric scanner, then entered a code on a touch panel. The doors hissed and began to slide open, revealing a darker, deeper chamber beyond.

Cold fog billowed outward as lights flickered on one by one.

Inside were ten massive cryogenic pods, each large enough to house a kaiju. Glowing nutrient fluid bubbled within the reinforced chambers, casting eerie silhouettes of what lay suspended inside. Slow, steady thump-thump-thump sounds echoed — the unmistakable pulse of titanic heartbeats.

Dr. Henry Wu stepped into view, adjusting his lab coat nervously as he greeted the group.

"Mr. Walter, you're here," he said, then bowed slightly to the guests.

Walter gestured for him to proceed. "Dr. Wu, if you'd be so kind as to explain."

Wu nodded, his voice calm but filled with a barely contained fervor.

"What you're seeing here… is the future. A new genesis," Wu began.

"We are building something not just to stand against the titans… but to surpass them. Titans of our own — crafted not by nature, but by brilliance. Creatures born in labs, shaped by science, perfected through precision. Not wild beasts, not unpredictable anomalies—no. These will obey. They will follow only one command, one will: ours."

He took a breath, his voice rising with conviction.

"For too long, humanity has bent to the will of monsters. Now, we rise to their level. We give birth to titans who fight for mankind — who kneel to no king, save the one we crown ourselves."

A long silence followed. Liwen's eyes glimmered with fascination as she studied the silhouettes inside the pods.

Walter stepped forward again.

"But this is only the beginning. These creations… they need armor, enhancements, shielding — the kind your technology can help us build, Miss Shao. With your expertise, we'll give them the tools to challenge even the likes of Godzilla… and Black Wyvern."

He looked her dead in the eye.

"With your help, we will reshape this world. No more titans deciding the fate of humanity. We'll be the ones in control."

Liwen smiled slowly. "what are they made of" she asked

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