May 22nd 1994AD
The stage was set. As the elevator rose he silently recited his mantra, why he was here.
This paid for his family. Their house. His sister's tuition. His brother's cars. Their dreams mattered. He could set his aside.
The elevator finished it's ascent. Into his headset he spoke.
"HELLO SAN FRANCISCO! I'M READY FOR YOU! ARE YOU READY FOR ME? BECAUSE TONIGHT YOU'LL BE STOMPED BY MY SOUND, LASERED BY MY LYRICS, AND FEELIN MY ATOMIC FIRE!"
The cheering crowds drowned out all sound. Not even a jet passing above could be heard above the crowd's adoration. He smiled. It was gonna be a good gig.
"PREPARE FOR DISASTER, FOR HERE COMES DESTRUCTION'S MASTER! PREPARE FOR ME! PREPARE FOR..."
A pause, a second long self indulgence.
"GGGGOOOODDDDZZZIIILLLAAA!"
Lyric flew from his mouth, causing a fire of excitement eargerly feeding on the crowd's revelry. He was going to do a favorite to start off. "Origins" was his first song, and it was a guaranteed way to set off the audience.
UPON TOKYO TOWER, ATOMIC FIRE, A PERILOUS DISPLAY OF MY POWER!
He went through this song and dance quite literally hundreds of times at this point, motions so precise yet he could do this in his sleep. Sometimes he did.
SERIZAWA WELCOMED THE OPPORTUNITY, TO FACE DOWN YOURS TRULY AND BE WRITTEN DOWN IN HISTORY
As he scanned the crowd covertly while dancing he noticed a sign. It was painted a beautiful rainbow of colors, eye catching and pleasant in arrangement. But it's message was one bourne of the wickedest cruelties he had ever faced.
YOU LET HER DIE
WERE HE FAILED HIS LESSON IT CAME FOR ME TO TEACH HUMANITY! A SPECTRE OF SCALES, A MONSTER NO LONGER A MYSTERY! THEIR ULTIMATE DANGER BEING THEMSELVES, NOT EVEN ME...
GODZILLA!
He back stepped to the center of the stage. Marriage proposals were ignored. He pushed back the memories. He couldn't react to that sign. He was a professional. And there were four songs left.
"YOU FEELING ME?"
Into the mike he spoke again, and a mighty response in the affirmative came back. Godzilla was relieved. He would get through this tonight. For his fans. For his family. For her memory.
"HERE IS WHAT YOU'VE BEEN WAITING FOR! THE FIRST LIVE PERFORMANCE!"
The elevator behind him finished rising. His friend stood next to him, in silent awe of the scene before him. They looked at each other, ready to start. His opposite's costume was sleek, blacks, reds, and mock crystals. A reflection of his otherwise. They both spoke into their headsets.
"OF GODZILLA VS. SSSSPPPPAAAACCCCEEEEGGGGOOOODDDDZZZZIIIILLLLAAAA!"
They sang. The crowd cheered at the combative duet. Godzilla ignored the signs. This was his night. No one would take it away.