Reign Of Godzilla
Author's Note: A new series based on my "The Birth" Stories. Godzilla now rules his island home, but the real challenge lies before him.
Part I: Godzilla X Mothra
Chapter One
Pestilence
"Monster Island" 1955, six months after the Death of Godzilla I
The island was peaceful. New eggs had been laid in the nests of the many herds. The gojirasaur females watched over their new young intently, waiting for them to hatch. The males were out in the seas, hunting food for the impending newborns.
While the females minded their nests, something was lurking in the woods nearby. It looked over the nests with large compound eyes, watching the eggs with the same dedication as the mothers, but with much more malicious intent.
One of the expectant females caught a scent in the air. She lifted her head to smell the air better, then growled as she realized what she was smelling. Other females also caught the scent and took defensive stances over their nests.
All was still for a moment.
Then, they burst from the woods. The Kamakuras, a species of gigantic mantis, swarmed over the herd of female Gojirasaurs. The menacing insects flew over in a flock of over a dozen warriors. They swept down on the females, grappling them with their claws. The saurian females had a size advantage against the insects, but the creatures were faster and the sounds of their wings were distracting. The females fought back with their claws and teeth, but had a hard time landing critical blows.
While the females fought the flying flock, another group of Kamakuras stealthily crept into the nesting grounds. The females had been lead away from the nests, leaving their eggs open to be swiped. As the lead mantis reached for the first egg, a pair of strong jaws clamped down around its body and dragged it into the air.
The Kamakuras backed away in fear as they saw what had attacked their leader. Godzilla towered over the insect raiders. His skin was much darker now, his musculature much heavier and more defined than when he had become alpha. He snarled as the lead kamakuras struggled in his jaws. Godzilla bit down, green blood splattering over his face as the insect fell limp. Its kin scuttled off before the corpse fell to the ground.
Godzilla turned his focus to the swarm assaulting the females. His dorsal plates shone as he unleashed his atomic breath on the flock. Many were set aflame by the blast, some vaporized in the heat of the beam. Some of the warriors flew down to attack Godzilla. With swipes of his claws, he swatted them away with ease. The flyers swarmed around to try and disorient him. He grabbed one of their number by the neck, using it as a club to drive the swarm back.
The raiders tried to crawl off safely from the fight. Unfortunatly, their escape path was blocked by a snarling Anguirus. He curled up into a spiky ball and rolled over the raiders, squashing them under his bulk. Some of the kamakuras tried to flee into the air, but a red blur dashed past. A sonic boom tore the flying cowards asunder as Rodan flew to Godzilla's aide. The flyer pried away one of the attackers and pecked a hole in its head, killing it. He repeated this while Godzilla bashed the body of one into the ground, breaking it. The few survivors flew off from the island, but Godzilla's atomic breath shot them down.
The trio stood together surveying the spoils of their battle. Godzilla cried out his victory roar. He was joined by his allies as they all reveled in their victory. The females gathered around them in appreciation of their actions. Godzilla's mother and sister, who was one of the new mothers of the herd, both showed their gratitude to him vary affectionately. Godzilla returned their affection, then stepped away from the crowd, as he looked over the sea.
This had not been the first time the Kamakuras had assaulted the island. They had attacked several times over the past several months. They weren't native to the island, but lived within a short distance of it. He would not learn until years later why they left their own land for his (the rousing of Kumonga from his hibernation), but he knew he hated them and the threat they posed to his herd. Unlike his predecessor, who envoked the powers of the alpha and not the responsibility, Godzilla cared for his kin. He knew that somehow, he would have to stop them.
Sogal Island
In a hidden cave, far from the reach of the spider that currently reigned on their island, the queen of the Kamakuras registered that the children she had sent to hunt on monster island had all died. She had a powerful psychic bond with her kin, and knew when they had failed her.
It wasn't a good day for them. The great fireballs had destroyed many of the other islands in the area, leaving them with few options of hunting grounds now that the spider dominated their own. She feasted upon the flesh of her own children to stave off her hunger, but it couldn't continue. When they found the island of monsters, they believed they might finally have found sufficient sustenance for the queen. However, the adults proved very capable of defending the eggs from the insects. The armored ones stood firm guard, repelling all attacks on them. The fliers were much more adept in the air than they and easily downed their assaults. And the upright walkers…well, they had HIM.
She had her children scout the oceans for another possible source of nourishment. She needed something big, something that would give her the power to fight herself and end the upright walkers' champion and lay waste to his island. Then she could finally achieve peace for her kind.
Pacific ocean
A flock of Kamakuras scouts flew across the sea to find alternative food sources. Their queen needed something big to nourish her and no male would be mature enough or big enough to satisfy her in time. Their flight took them to an island not too far from the island where Godzilla lurked. They tried their hardest to avoid that place, especially with what had happened earlier that day. The raiding parties had gotten smarter in dealing with the reptilian inhabitants of the island, but generally that only meant lasting a few seconds more each time.
They flew over the new island and surveyed it. Plenty of vegetation, but that would only make Them more nourishing to the queen. They could smell several animals in the woods. Same problem.
Then they came upon the mountain in the center. In the side was a massive cave. They landed and examined the cave. Instantly, the small hairless animals that lived there gave screams of panic. They had seen such creatures on their island not long before. They hadn't lasted too long. These hairless had darker flesh, but didn't look like more than small snacks. However, they did see something that they liked.
In the back of the cave, illuminated by an opening above, there sat a gigantic egg. It was bigger than they were and had the most colorful shell, like an Easter egg if they had a concept of such a thing. They knew this juicy meal would more than satisfy their queen and sent thoughts of it to her. They received orders to take it.
However, they could not carry out those orders as a high pitched, almost musical cry caused them to look up. Above them hovered a beautiful giant moth. Her wings were red and gold and flapped with grace and beauty. Her blue eyes shown as she looked down on the hunters. From her golden antennae shot beams of light that passed through all of the Kamakuras. A second later, they all burst into flame.
Mothra set down at the entrance of her cave. Her divine presence calmed her people who had panicked at the sight of the Kamakuras. However, two amongst the tribe felt no ease. They were the tiny priestesses of Mothra. They had felt the kamakuras' psychic call. They knew that something bad was going to happen, and soon.
"This does not bode well," said Moll, the elder of the two.
"She is too near the transference," said the second, Lora.
"If she isn't careful…"
"…All will be lost."
AN. Felt that now was a good time to move on to a new theme. Now it's a re-envisioning of the Godzilla saga from the context of The Birth. Starting off with an oldie but an awesome, Mothra VS Godzilla. Please note these stories will feature small to heavy deviation from source material. In this case, pretty heavy.
R&R
