Note: This story is rated M because there might be a lemon later on. Dunno yet. Depends on what I and what you think.

Chapter 2

"Come to me, Godzilla. Over here." For nearly half a day I followed the directions of the mysterious speaker, all the while wondering how she was able to talk to me. Over the course of my life, there had been four able to establish a mental link with the second brain in my tail. Such a link was brought about either by genetics or by a strong sense of kinship. Big brother was the first. Although we were of different species, he had still felt obligated to protect and watch over me, even before I had hatched. Father was the second. Sometimes, I wondered how that was possible. Maybe it was because we were of the same species. For one so wild and feral, it always surprised me how quick he hdad let me in, how he calmed down when first we spoke. Of course, there was Miki. Human or not, she always seemed to care about my welfare. We can't talk anymore, but I will never forget her. Finally, there was the second imposter. Our conversation was… brief, to say the least. All he said to me was "Did you really think I was that pitiful weakling you call father?" When he had defeated father, he immediately used his psychic powers to dump me in his crystal prison. The question still remained on how this female could contact me. Before I could ask, she spoke again. "You seem different somehow." What? Different? Had we met before? Impossible. My memories had never served me wrong, and this voice did not fit with any of them. The only logical conclusion I could come up with was that this being knew my father. "Stop." When her voice brought me back to reality, I did as she asked then looked around to see where I was. A field of grass and hills, large by even my standards, stretching as far as my eyes could see. Beautiful. It was much more pleasant than the metallic, suffocating cities the humans called home. Yet there was no sign of my caller. My muscles tensed as I went on alert. Was this a trap? There was nowhere for anyone or anything to hide in this flat stretch of rock and soil, or so I thought. The suddenness of it caught me completely off guard. For a few short seconds, the earth shook beneath my feet. It was unnerving that even I felt shaken by this occurrence. While the tremors were distracting me, enormous green vines suddenly shot from the ground on all sides of me. It was a trap after all. Some of the strange vines ended in sharp points, while others had crying mouths with dagger teeth. They seemed to follow my every movement. Every time I faced a new direction, the ones in front of me would snap and swing wildly, blocking off any route of escape. I blasted several with my atomic breath. It seemed to work at first, until more came to replace the ones I'd destroyed. They were sprouting up as quickly as I was cutting them down. One of the pointed tendrils suddenly shot at me, far too quick for me to dodge. Luckily, it only grazed my waist, but the pain was still great. Normally a blow like that wouldn't phase me, but I felt a painful burning at the wound. There had to have been more to that attack. I was proven right when I saw green slime dripping from it. Acid. Just what kind of creature was I dealing with? Another vine quickly took most of my distraction and wrapped itself around my left wrist. Soon my right limb was incapacitated too. The tip of my tail was in the mouth of the second vine type, its teeth digging into the soft flesh and causing me even more pain. I held as still as I could when the last tendril lunged at my throat and sank its fangs in. It wasn't the most forceful bite, but it was enough to draw blood. The teeth must have housed more acid because I could feel the same burning sting in my throat as I did at my side. At least I could try talking.

"How are you doing this?" I boldly asked. "My roots reach far Godzilla, or have you forgotten? Do not think that I have. I knew you would try to face me again once you'd found out I had returned." There must have been some great misunderstanding. "No sudden movements or else I will tear out your throat. Now answer me this. How are you still alive? I could sense your energy fade away weeks ago and now it has come back?" Whoever this creature was, she'd clearly had an encounter of sorts with father. "There is no possible way…" she paused. The toothed vines started cocking their heads while the spears ceased their waving. It seemed she was confused about something. "Wait a moment. Something is different." The vines that held me started to slacken. "Just who are you?" Who was I? If this was to be my final answer in life, then I wanted to make the most of it. "To the humans I am known as Junior, but my true name is and will always be… Godzilla the second!" When she did not reply, I grew nervous. Would she still kill me even knowing I was not my father. To my surprise and great relief, the vines released me completely. Pain exploded into my side when it hit the hard soil, but I disregarded both it and my burning throat and put myself back on the defense. I was still boxed in by the vines, which now seemed to be examining me very thoroughly. What was to happen now?