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Prologue: It started out as a normal day. The day Roanapur went up in flames, and everything went to Hell.
At the Lagoon Company's office, Rock was lounging in an armchair, while Revy lay on the couch, reading another magazine. Dutch was out and about, doing his own business and Benny was upgrading his instruments and making repairs on the boat when suddenly the phone rang.
Rock dragged himself out of the chair and answered it. "Hello, Lagoon Company." At first there was silence, and then:
["Hello, hello? Is this the Lagoon Company?"] Rock stared back in surprise. The man was speaking Japanese!
["Ah, hello! Yes, this is the Lagoon Company, how may we help you?"] Revy looked up from her magazine, which was advertising some Japanese TV show about some cop who could turn into a giant superhero or something, and regarded Rock. It wasn't often he would speak Japanese, unless Hotel Moscow needed him as a translator, and speaking it over the phone was very rare.
After a short conversation, Rock hung up, looked at Revy, and shrugged. "Looks like we've got a job."
It was supposed to be simple. The man on the line, Takeshi Makoto, owned a huge company by the name of Marutomo, and wanted to hire the Lagoon Company to pick up and deliver a special egg for him. It seemed simple enough.
However, when the arrived at the island where the egg was, things got complicated.
"Holy SHIT!" Revy remarked, staring at the egg. It was gigantic, to say the least, easily as big as a ship, far larger than their PT Boat. It was brightly coloured, with blue and yellow stripes running down it, with white spots.
They turned to look at the three people, two men and a woman, who would be riding with them, and then back at the egg. "So, let me get this straight." Dutch said, "You want us to tow that thing to Japan?"
One of the men stepped forward. He was obviously a businessman, Revy noted, looking the very image of one, even more so than Rock. His name was Kenji Ando, and he was the Marutomo company secretary.
"Yes." he said in a heavy accent, speaking English. He was understandable, but only just. "Please take it to Tokyo, Japan. Once we are there, my boss will pay you personally."
All four members of the Lagoon Company heaved a sigh, and took another look at the egg. "So, what the hell type of egg is this anyway?" Revy asked, looking it up and down while lighting up a cigarette. She was no paleontologist, but she knew that no dinosaur laid an egg this big.
"It's Mothra's egg." two voices chimed together. Revy blinked, certain that there had only been a total of seven people on the boat, and looked around. "Who the hell is there?!"
The woman who had come aboard with the men, Masako Tezuka, held up a big case, and opened it. There, inside it, were two tiny women, no bigger than twelve inches. They were dressed in pink dresses, with long hair, braided on one side. They were identical in every regards, except that their braids were on the opposite side from the other's.
Revy's cigarette dropped from her mouth.
Deep underneath the ocean, the Behemoth stirred. When the meteor that fell in the ocean had struck him, it had awakened it. The Behemoth sensed its ancient foe, one it had clashed with many times in the past.
It felt a familiar rage bubble up inside it, and its spines began to glow. With a dreaded certainty, it made its way towards its foe.
Author's Notes: Voila! I recently re-watched Godzilla and Mothra: The Battle for Earth, and wanted to do a Black lagoon crossover for some reason, so yeah.
As with all my Godzilla fanfics/crossovers, I like to refer to Godzilla as the Behemoth, and it before he makes his grand appearance. I also decided to pay homage to how many times Mothra's beaten Godzilla by making him remember her as his ancient foe.
Enjoy.