Important Note: I've given King Caesar the ability to grow and shrink in this universe, muck like Jet Jaguar. I was gonna give him flight, but that seemed a bit too uncreative. I thought it made more sense, given his intense care for the humans and his direct connection with one of their noble families. Surely he could shrink to their size to relate with them more?

Anyway, hopefully that won't make anyone upset or surprise them when it happens in this chapter. I'm trying to stay as consistent and logical as possible.

I'm open to suggestions and requests!


Somewhere on the Coast of Monster Island.

Godzilla walked for what seemed like hours, scanning the water. A pair of Kamacurus flew in from the island and circled behind him like flies. It was not uncommon for the oversized insects to follow Godzilla when he went hunting. They knew they could get an easy free meal off of it. They would pick apart any leftovers the King left behind. Godzilla usually didn't mind, but today he wasn't hunting, and he knew the creatures wouldn't leave until he did. He finally got fed up with their pestering, turned around, and roared. The insects screeched and chirped as they scuttered away. Godzilla let out a large puff of air through his nose and continued walking. In a few minutes, the insects were back. Godzilla let out a tired groan and turned around.

"You're wasting your time," he glowered, "I'm not hunting right now. Go bother someone else."

The Kamacurus looked at each other and back at Godzilla with their massive bug eyes. They chirped and jumped with excitement. Godzilla grumbled and covered his face. They clearly didn't understand.

"Where's Mothra when you need here," he mumbled, and then continued, "Alright, fine. You win. I'll find you some prey, and-

Before Godzilla finished, something burst out of the water and landed between them. It was an Ebirah. The lobster's head had been pulled off. The Kamacurus chirped in excitement as they dove on the lobster. Godzilla looked out at the ocean and saw Titano's head emerge with a sly smile.

"Need help?" she asked.

Godzilla let out a sigh of relief.

"Thank you," he said, "You just saved me a lot of trouble."

She laughed and walked up the beach.

"Well, you owe me one," she shook out her body.

"That's a big catch," Godzilla looked back at the Kamacuras. They had ripped off one of the legs, and were attempting to peel off the shell, "Was it hard to put down?"

"Ebirah's may be tough, but they're dumber than those guys," Titano pointed a thumb at the massive insects, "Sorry for not showing up earlier. I saw you looking for me on the coast, but wanted to catch something first."

"Don't pause your hunting time on my behalf," Godzilla grinned back at her, "You're looking good, by the way."

"You've gotten taller," Titano looked Godzilla up and down, "and bigger. Is that fat or muscle?"

"Probably both," Godzilla shrugged.

"Yeah, it's definitely all fat," she teased him and crossed her arms, "So, Mr. King, what are you doing out here? Obviously you're not hunting."

"I, uh…" Godzilla lowered and scratched the back of his head, "I was wondering if you'd like to train with me. You know...fight together?"

"Let me guess," she cocked her head with a sly smile, "All your other little friends are busy?"

"Mothra's out with Caesar, Rodan's patrolling, and Anguirus is hanging with his potential future mate," Godzilla nodded, "So yeah, pretty much."

Titano chuckled and closed her eyes.

"You know Goji," aside from Mothra, nobody else called him that, "I would feel inclined to join you, but I don't like knowing it's only because I'm the third, no, fourth option on your list." she walked over and rested an elbow on his shoulder, "you understand what I'm saying?"

"Oh come on," Godzilla rolled his eyes and nudged her elbow off, "You're welcome to come up to the island anytime, but you spend all of it out here in the ocean. How is that my fault?"

"I never said it was," she walked around him, letting her tail fin brush up on his legs, "My point is that you never make much effort to come and see me, do you?"

"I'm here now, aren't I?" Godzilla seemed a little frustrated.

"Hm, that's true," Titano lifted her chin and looked away, "But like I said, it's only because you're out of options. Not because you prefer me over them."

"You can't be serious," Godzilla huffed and crossed his arms as he eyed her, "First time we met, you tried to gnaw my neck off and threatened to take over the whole island. Then you made no attempt to befriend anyone else afterwards. You can't expect me to become your best friend under those circumstances."

Titano laughed and patted his back.

"Relax big guy, I'm pulling your tail," she said, "Of course, I'd love to fight with you. In fact, I'd rather do it with only you, so this is perfect."

"Still got a problem with Anguirus and Rodan, huh?" Godzilla raised an eye at her.

"I don't like monsters who can't even breath underwater," she turned and began walking back to the ocean. She noticed Godzilla wasn't following and turned back, "You coming or not?"

"So, we're doing this underwater then?" he asked.

"Of course," she smiled and winked at him, "Just like old times, right?"

Godzilla let out a low chuckle as he followed behind.

The Peak of Mt. Fuji

King Caesar sat on the edge of the volcano criss-crossed with his hands together. He closed his eyes and took in all the scents around him. His godly nose let him pick up over thousands of different smells, each with a unique tangent and flavor. He spent the greater part of his first years simply learning them all and differentiating between them. He could smell a plant thousands of miles away, and could track a tiny little house fly to another continent if he so desired. Meditation was important, as it helped him control his smell and prevent his senses from being completely overwhelmed by it.

Caesar had been following a very familiar scent heading towards him and opened his eyes. He could detect a new smell as well following fire behind her, one he was not at all familiar with. It made him worry, but when Mothra arrived, he saw nothing behind her. The moth flew up to him, and he stood with a bow.

"Your majesty," he spoke politely and formally, "Thank you for arriving earlier than usual. I apologize for the inconvenience."

"Protected humanity is never an inconvenience Caesar," Mothra landed next to him, "Where is Megalon?"

"I've been tracking him underground since our last confrontation," Caesar said, "He's still in Japan, and he seems rather excited for some reason. I don't know why."

"Megalon's energy feeds off of forces of chaos and destruction," Mothra said, "This is why he grows with more power every time a kaiju reawakens. We already know this."

"Yes, but never has it been so rapid," Caesar put a hand underneath his chin, "His healing usually only speeds up by a few days within the month. Now, he's suddenly recuperated in a matter of weeks? It's so fast, I don't even think he knows what to do with it. His power must have doubled as well."

"Maybe there was a natural disaster somewhere across the world, and the humans simply weren't affected by it."

Caesar shook his head.

"A disaster on that scale, we would've known about it." he said, "No, I believe it's something else. Something far more...sinister."

Mothra was alarmed by this. Caesar was usually very calm and level-headed. If he was concerned, everyone needed to be.

"There's something else too…" Caesar pointed in the distance, "On your way here, I picked up a scent completely unfamiliar to me. It was strong and foul like Hedorah, but more...refined almost. I can't put it into words."

Mothra turned and looked around. She couldn't see anything.

"I don't understand," she looked back at him, "If that's true, where is it?"

"Trust me, whatever it is, it's still there," King Caesar frowned and let out a low growl, "I don't like this one bit."

King Caesar narrowed his eyes. He knew it was there for sure, but he didn't want to cause any unnecessary conflict. For all they knew, it might be some brand new human piece of technology used for monitoring kaiju.

"No...it's too unfamiliar," Caesar concluded, and then he hollered and pointed, "You! Whoever you are, I know you're there! Show yourself!"

Mothra flew up beside him and prepared for battle. Caesar let out a sharp tsk.

"Not even budging," he prepared himself, "Fire a warning shot of silk."

"Understood," Mothra readied an attack, "Where am I firing?"

"Right there, roughly two and a half miles away." Caesar pointed.

Mothra fired a line of webbing. An outlined figure in the sky dodged it and began flying.

"There it is," Caesar barked and shouted, "Who are you!?"

Without warning, the cloaked figure fired a red beam at them. In struck the ground underneath Caesar's feet. He hollered as his footing gave away and he slid down Mt Fuji.

"Caesar!" Mothra shouted at him.

"I'll be fine!" he shouted as he continued sliding, "Don't let that thing get away!"

Mothra looked around and spotted the outlining flying into the clouds. She missed with a line of sick and pursued it. When Mothra came out the other side of the clouds, the outline was nowhere to be seen. She made her way back to the volcano and found Caesar at the bottom, brushing his legs off.

"Are you ok?" she asked.

"Yes, my apologies," he grumbled, "I never considered the possibility of it possessing firepower. That was a foolish plan."

"More importantly, what was that thing?" Mothra looked back, "That attack reminded me of MechaGodzilla. No living creature can produce something like that."

"But we destroyed him years ago, and that thing smelled nothing like him," Caesar noted, "You think Dr. Mafune created a new monstrosity?"

Dr. Mafune was the lead director of the GDF (Global Defense Force), and was the head of Project Mecha G, the organization's first attempt to build a mechanized kaiju. The project was a resounding success, with Dr. Mafune himself piloting the mighty MechaGodzilla.

However, while his ends seemed noble at first, Dr. Mafune only built the weapon to put an end to Godzilla. He wanted revenge for the death of his daughter at Tokyo, making an "eye for an eye" argument and saying it was only fair that he be the one to kill Godzilla's child. The board voted against such a ludicrous proposition, pointing out that this new Godzilla had not committed any tragedies, and that killing him might provoke the other Guardian Kaiju. Dr. Mafune was enraged with the board and went against their direction. He took the device on an unauthorized mission to Monster Island, where the machine was dismantled and destroyed by the other monsters in a brutal battle.

Dr. Mafune quickly went from Board Director of the GDF to their most wanted criminal. Some guessed that he died with the machine, but further investigation of the scrapped craft revealed the escape chopper had been ejected. He turned to the underworld for investors, working as an advanced weapons and drug dealer.

"It must be him," Mothra said, "You should warn the humans about this."

"I'm afraid we're gonna have to wait on that," Caesar sniffed the air and growled, "What terrible timing. Megalon is emerging!"

"Which direction?"

"Southeast of here," Caesar looked in that direction, "He must be hitting Shizuoka!"

"Then there isn't a moment to waste," Mothra landed next to him, "Hop on!"

Caesar crossed his arms over his chest, and he shrunk down to a quarter of his size. He hopped on to Mothra's back, and she flew full speed towards Shizuoka. Caesar's ears perked up as he sniffed the air and growled again.

"Damn it, we've got a problem," he said.

"What is it?"

"That thing is heading in the same direction," he warned, "It's already got a big head start on us."

"I see. If it really is one of Dr. Mafune's creations, he must want something with Megalon. But why would he be spying on us?"

"I don't know. And since when did he ever care about Megalon?" Caesar added, "The Doctor may be a power hungry egomaniac, but he would never team up with the likes of that creature. His plan is domination, not destruction."

"Maybe he just needs samples."

"I promise you he already has some," Caesar shook his head, "None of this makes sense."

"Whatever's going on, we'll figure it out," Mothra spoke sternly, "If there's a new threat to humanity, we must extinguish it at all costs."

Monarch Headquarters Hanger.

"You must be careful," General Reicher spoke to the pilots, "We currently know very little about this new kaiju. Worst case scenario, Dr. Mafune has returned with a new toy, and the creature will possess advanced weaponry. He may be going after the Guardian Kaiju. Your job is to follow Mothra and, if necessary, assist her battle. Any questions?"

"Just a couple sir," Sergeant Lowsky spoke up, "Why haven't we informed the GDF of this?"

Lowsky was a joint pilot for both the GDF and Monarch, so the man had a strong footing on both organizations. The Board on the GDF did this intentionally, putting a man on the inside of Monarch so the organization would stay in line. Monarch had authority of its own, but the GDF's direct connection to the UN and USA gave them the final say and direct authority over Monarch. General Reicher understood why, knowing the GDF didn't want any of Monarchs members to become the next Dr. Mafune, but this didn't prevent him from getting annoyed by all of Lowsky's unnecessary and overbearing scepticism. But he was a good pilot, and a good man, and Reicher knew he only followed orders like a good soldier, so he tried his best to be patient (often with little success).

"Protecting the Earth is the job of the GDF Sergeant," the general scowled at him, "Monarch's mission is to analyze, study, and establish possible communications with the kaiju directly."

"Yes, and isn't the possibility of a new hostile kaiju information the GDF should have?"

"We've updated them on the situation," the general explained, "All GDF personnel are on standby until we know exactly what we're dealing with. I advised them to stand down for now, and they obliged."

"I don't know if that's the best option sir,"

"Your opinion is noted sergeant," he grumbled, "Anything else?"

"Yes sir," the sergeant continued, "Why are we following Mothra, and not this new creature? Shouldn't that take priority?"

"Mothra has demonstrated protection and cooperation with our forces before. I don't wanna engage this thing without her when we know nothing about it. We may need her help, and she may need ours."

The sergeant thought about this for a moment. The general expected him to argue some more, but he simply nodded.

"Understood sir," he said, "No more questions."

"Good, then get ready to head out," he said, "Time is of the-

The proximity's alerts blared, and a robotic female voice spoke on the overhead,

"Alert, Code Alpha! Alert, Code Alpha! All personal, report to your stations!"

"Code Alpha?" one of the pilots spoke in disbelief, "Megalon has emerged!"

"No, not now, damn it!" the general growled, "It's only been two bloody weeks! How has that oversized June Bug already regained its strength!?"

The sergeant seemed unfazed as he turned to his men.

"Into your cockpits everyone!" he hollered, "We got a new target. Once we got it's location, we're headed out. On the double!"

"Yes sir!" the pilots saluted and headed to their aircrafts.

Sergeant Lowsky turned back to the General.

"The GDF may call me back if this is serious enough. I recommend we call for their assistance immediately. The Guardian Kaiju will be too busy handling Megalon, and we may need their help if this new kaiju gets in the way."

"As much as I hate to admit it, that's a smart move," the general grumbled and nodded, "Very well then. Head to your craft sergeant. Your men are waiting."

The sergeant saluted and put on his helmet as he ran to his aircraft. Before he could board, the general turned back and called to him.

"Sergeant!" the helmeted man looked at him, "The GDF still needs you. Don't do anything reckless, understood?"

The man nodded and saluted one more time before boarding the craft. The general turned and made his way to the Control Room. Private McCoy met up with him in the hanger.

"Get Admiral Fuji on the line," he ordered.