Quest for the Lost Camera
A/N: Hey guys!
Aqua: We got into the Godzilla fandom not too long ago, so we decided to write a fanfiction about it!
Solar: In this story, Godzilla, Mothra, Anguirus, and Rodan have to recover a lost camera they were using to film a movie!
Summer: But then, in the middle of their journey, another monster tries to stop their quest...when he doesn't even know what it's about.
Winter: It has comedy! Action! Suspense! All that good stuff!
That's enough, Winter.
Winter: *Nods*
Anyway, on with the story!
All: Enjoy! :3
Chapter 1: The Journey Begins!
One peaceful night...
Everyone was sleeping.
Just sleeping.
They didn't ask to be bothered, but...
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!
Godzilla groaned, tiredly walking to the door as the loud knocking continued.
He opened the door to none other than King Ghidorah.
Godzilla facepalmed. "How many Heat Beams do I have to fire to get rid of you already?!"
King Ghidorah rolled his eyes. "Well, that's no way to greet your guests, now is it?"
"It's a way to greet my enemies. Now, you came to me for reason, so what do you want?"
"Thing is, they want to make another movie."
"Another one?!" The high-pitched voice of Mothra screeched. "Didn't that Final Wars movie come out just a month ago?!"
King Ghidorah sighed. "Yeah, and now the fans want a sequel."
"Sequel?" Rodan's eyes flew open. "B-But that's just...just..."
"I may not understand what the heck he's trying to say," Mothra gestured to the shocked Kaiju. "But Rodan has a point. It just doesn't feel right. Our movies barely get legit sequels, unless you count Godzilla's first movie and the Rebirth of Mothra trilogy."
"Plus, I never heard of the fans being the absolute cause," Rodan narrowed his eyes, suspicious. "It's mostly because it got popular, and the creators will get more money." He grumbled something about money-hungry cheapskates before closing his eyes.
"Well, they decided on a sequel, and they want to see us tonight to discuss it."
Godzilla shrugged. "No use arguing, I guess. Come on, guys."
"Ohhh no!" Mothra glared at him. "I'm not waiting to appear for almost 2 hours, then only be around for a short time to fight a hydra wannabe—"
"Hey!"
"—And then fly at him on fire and die! No way hosay!" She turned around in her bed.
"That's what happened in the first movie," Rodan got up and stretched. "Maybe you'll have more screen time in this one."
"Uh-huh, and King Ghidorah will admit he's a Hydra."
"I'M NOT A HYDRA!"
"See?"
Rodan, fed up, dragged the moth out of bed.
"Hey! Let me go, you son of a..." She continued to shout as the two went out the door.
"Let me guess," Anguirus grumbled, eyes half-open. "Another movie."
King Ghidorah blinked. "How'd you know?"
"Just a lucky guess."
"Well, come on. I don't want it to be like Rodan and Mothra."
"I can guess what that was like." Anguirus shivered as he walked out, Godzilla and King Ghidorah following.
Time Skip to the Day of the Filming
"WHAT?!"
Everyone winced at Mothra's shout.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN 'YOU LOST THE CAMERA'?!" Mothra screamed. "WE HAD TO GO THROUGH THOUSANDS AND THOUSANDS OF PRATICE RUNS, DOING THE SCRIPT OVER AND OVER UNTIL WE COULD NEVER FORGET IT, ONLY TO HAVE THE CAMERA MISSING?! I DEMAND TO SEE YOUR MANAGER!"
The man gave an unamused look. "I am the manager."
"Oh...I demand to see you!"
The manager sighed, pinching his nose. "Look, I don't have the camera. It's lost somewhere in Antarctica and we can't afford to go there until people start buying the tickets for this movie."
"Antarctica? We can get there in no time!" Rodan smirked. "We just gotta get through the crazy whirlpools and snowstorms and boom, we got the camera."
"Well, actually—"
"No time to waste!" Rodan flew off. "Let's go!"
Godzilla sighed, before following the bird creature with the others.
The manger looked uneasy.
"You okay, boss?" A janitor asked.
"Well..." The manager gulped. "I'm just wondering how they'll get past those stormy seas..."
Meanwhile...
"Just like I said, this is easy!" Rodan stated, zooming over the waves. "We'll get there faster than that red guy!"
Mothra groaned. "Would you PLEASE stop referencing that story?! It's bad enough I couldn't sleep for weeks because of it!"
Rodan rolled his eyes. "Well, sorry for liking it."
Godzilla narrowed his eyes. "Guys, I think I see some grey clouds."
"Same here," Anguirus agreed. "Looks like we're heading towards a storm."
"Pfft, that's easy!" Rodan flew faster. "Come at me, storm!"
"No, Rodan—" Mothra tried to stop him, but too late.
"No worries," Rodan shrugged. "It's not like the storm's worse than anything Godzilla's ever done."
A Few Minutes Later
"THIS IS WORSE THAN ANYTHING GODZILLA'S EVER DONE!"
The storm was horrible. The winds were harsh enough to blow even Rodan back, and there was lightning everywhere. After a few moments, the rain soaked Rodan and Mothra's wings, forcing them to go down.
Well, not before a lightning bolt struck Mothra.
The moth shrieked and began to fall, only to be caught by Rodan.
"MOTHRA!" Rodan began shaking her. "SPEAK TO ME!"
"Stop...shaking...me...jerk..." Mothra croaked.
Rodan sighed and did so. "Well, she's alive."
"Where are we supposed to go?!" Anguirus threw his hands in the air. "No monster can live with a bolt to the back, and Antarctica's still far."
"Infant Island isn't..." Mothra spoke up.
"Infant Island?" Rodan tilted his head. "Did that bolt hit your head too, or did I miss something?"
"That's my home..."
"...Oh...Well, if your president—"
"It doesn't have a president."
"Whatever! If whoever's leading the Island can do something, than that's good enough for us! Which direction?"
"Just keep going left."
The monsters nodded, and they were off.
A/N: And so, we're off to Infant Island.
Aqua: This is gonna go smoothly... -_-
Solar: By the way, pop quiz!
Summer: NO.
Solar: Fine. How about just a question: What was Rodan referencing when he said "that red thing"?
Winter: Those who get it right get a digital cookie! :D
Welp, please review!
Solar: And no flaming! *Tail catches on fire* WHY?!
All: See ya!