SEMIFINALS

Dracatron vs. Guy Wearing Black

The agents looked on as G64 ran to Gigan's side.  The kaiju was struggling to get up.  "Lie down, Gigan.  Save your strength for the final round."  Gigan complied, albeit weakly.  G64 turned to DaRokSez, who was still smirking.  "This isn't over, DaRokSez!"

A half hour later, the stage was set for the second semifinal match.  Dracatron and GWB were already in their pods, awaiting the announcer.  "The box is locked, the lights are on, and IT'S KAIJU FIGHTIN' TIME!"  GWB looked defiantly at his adversary.  "Dracatron, we know your secret.  Someone is controlling you, and that someone is CORPSEFIRE!"  Drac smiled as his eyes turned bright red.  His voice changed to that of Corpsefire.  "Well, you've found me out, GWB.  I promised Drag I'd have my revenge, and what better way to get back at someone than to take control of his own flesh and blood!"
"You bastard!  Give me back my brother!" screamed Drag from the stands.  Drac smiled.  "Why?  I think he likes having me here.  So much power.  So much power, and now I can unleash that power!  GMK Ghidorah, destroy Fire Rodan!"  A blinding flash of golden light covered the sky, revealing the whereabouts of Ghidorah.  With an evil cackle, the great god landed in the city.  A blast of uranium energy caused Ghidorah to shield himself with his wings.  Fire Rodan had arrived, letting loose a trumpeting roar as he gracefully flew into the ARena.

The two beasts circled one another in the air.  Suddenly, in a burst of speed, Rodan got behind the great dragon and slammed into Ghidorah's back.  The titan fell forward, but Rodan slammed into Ghidorah from underneath, sending the kaiju up into the air.  Rodan continued this assault for a few moments, juggling his foe with a multitude of ramming attacks.  Rodan stopped suddenly and Ghidorah crashed to the ground.  GWB laughed.  "Ol' chicken legs seems to be having problems, wouldn't you agree, Drac?"  GWB was dumbfounded.  No matter how many insults he hurled at Drac, his opponent stood silent and unmoving, as though he anticipated something.

Ghidorah returned to his feet, shaking off the dust.  He fired gravity beams at Fire Rodan, who deftly dodged the energy projectiles and fired back with a uranium beam.  The heat weapon slammed into Ghidorah's chest and the monster toppled over.  Rodan flew back and forth, strafing his foe with beam after beam after beam.  The surrounding buildings trembled and collapsed on top of Ghidorah.  All was silent.

Suddenly Drac raised his arms into the sky and shouted in an odd language.  A lightning storm appeared from the clouds above and struck Ghidorah's limp form.  The beast's body crackled with energy.  Ghidorah flew into the sky and fired gravity beams at the surprised Rodan, catching him in the right wing.  Losing his balance, Rodan plummeted to the ground but regained his senses at the last moment.  Flying back to Ghidorah's level, Fire Rodan shot a super-charged heat beam at Ghidorah.  Amazingly, the god seemed to have absorbed the energy!  All six of Ghidorah's eyes turned white and began to flash.  Rodan followed suit, entranced by the hypnotic effect.

GWB pounded on his observation pod.  "Damn it!  Rodan, snap out of it!"  It was here and now that Drac began to show emotion.  He leered at GWB.  "I forgot to mention," he said in Corpsefire's voice, "My Ghidorah absorbs energy attacks.  You'll have to remind me to thank you for that boost of energy later, after I destroy your kaiju, of course."  Rodan was helpless as Ghidorah charged up a triple gravity beam.  His three maws opened wide, and a burst of energy from each head converged into one gigantic blast.  The beam slammed into Rodan's chest.  The flying reptile let loose an unearthly, guttural howl and plunged toward the ground.  A resounding crash ended the battle.

"Your winner... GMK Ghidorah!  His Avatar Dracatron will be facing off against Gojira64 in the Final Round!"  The crowd booed, especially the other agents.  "oh no," said GWB, "I screwed up!  G64's gotta face that thing now... and Gigan is too injured to compete!"