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Blossoms and Scales
Chapter 1
Everything had been taken away from me. That's how it always was with me. The world had a nasty habit of taking away everything I cared about. My brother, killed by the humans and their metal replica of my father. My pride, robbed when that other freakish look-alike father imprisoned me in his crystal dungeon. My life, stolen by the beast the humans called Destoroyah. My body and soul... I lost both when father's energy brought me back from death. It is true that fate gives with one claw and takes with the other.
So there I was, the king reborn. Everything felt different now. True I felt more powerful than ever, but the cost of that power was great. What little innocence was left in me I could feel fading with every day. I had always prided myself on being nothing like my father. He longed for chaos and destruction while I did not, but for how much longer? Anger and hate ate away at my soul, and oh how I wished to express it, to vent it on something or someone. Destoroyah was no longer a possibility now that he was dead, killed either in father's explosion or at the hands of the humans... Humans.
They contributed to my anger a great deal. It was they who murdered my father, leading to my brother's sacrifice. They were the ones who had created Destoroyah in the first place, a side effect in one of their many plans to kill father. I knew this from looking into Miki's mind. She had awlays been sweet and protective of me, but her thoughts betrayed her and the rest of her kind. Humans themselves are creatures of destruction, much like my father was. They had already destroyed most of their own planet for the sake of making their own lives more convenient. Still, that didn't mean that they deserved my vengeance.
I was all alone. Weeks went by before the answer became clear to me. I was sad, angry, and every other negative emotion possible because I was alone. A loveless, friendless monstrosity, that was me. Humanity may have tolerated me, but they would never truly accept me. Mothra, the only other creature remotely close to my kind, was out in the far reaches of space on her quest to rescue the planet. Once again, I learned this from Miki. Speaking of Miki, the link I once shared with her was all but gone. As time went on, all I could hear from her were small whispers, then nothing.
Was this what the rest of my existence would be like? Tiresome days and sleepless nights spent without happiness. Would sadness and rage be my only company? These were the thoughts going through my mind as I slept beneath the waves one night. That's when I heard the voice... It was clear enough, even below the churning ocean waters, yet soft. When first it spoke, it sounded confused. "Godzilla?" How did it know my name. My other senses grew alert as I listened on. "Is that you, Godzilla? Please...," said the voice. "Come to me. Come and see me." How could I refuse such an intriguing invitation?
To be continued...
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