Authors Note: Ok, the first few chapters were written a while back, Now that at least a few are interested to see what I have planned for the couple, I will begin to write out the plot for this story. This chapter is shorter, only mainly because it is kind of a back story, trust me , chapters will be longer. I tried to edit this to the best of my ability. Trust me, this will get better and their will be a plot, I am questioning the rating, I have tried my best to keep it rated T, but any of you believe it to be more, I will change the rating. Oh, I forgot to mention, I do not own any monsters or names. There will be one monster that I am changing, not Mothra, she is still going to be a Godzilla. Anyway, you will just have to wait and see. Now, Enjoy!
Chapter 2
A Yearning never filled
Godzilla's rage began to sub-side as he looked over the, once big, city of Tokyo. It was once again a barren waste land that was surrounded by water. An island that started off as nothing was now returned to nothing. He studied every detail of the once proud city. It now stood in piles of rubble, rock, and fire. Even in the small victory he had won only hours ago was not enough to quench a thirst that always seemed to captivate his mind to fill to the brim. His thoughts of accomplishment turned into ones of regret and sorrow for the city. Guilt began to fill his mind.
"I lied to you Mothra, I do not kill these humans simply because they rule this land, but because it is what keeps me sane, even as evil and cruel as it sounds, I feel this emotion of sorrow for them every time I destroy their cites." Godzilla spoke out loud.
As he calmed his mind of all things, for once he could hear the silence of the land. But the gentle rumble of the ocean as its waves touched the sandy shores. Godzilla turned and faced the ocean and looked over the horizon. As daft of wind brought the aroma of the ocean to his nostrils. He soon felt the need to return to the sea and willing left the desolate city. With every step he took, he let the gentle sound of the ocean call to him and as he waded into the shores he let the cool, salty water wash over his scaled feet as he made his way into ocean. When the water was up to his waist he finally leapt the rest of the way in. Godzilla's mental instinct for companionship soon took over as he made his way swimming to his new island, his new home. He became agitated with this instinct that seemed to always fill his mind when he was not either fighting another monster or just hunting for his next meal. "Why do I feel this way, it has been on my mind for as long as I can remember." Godzilla shook off this notion and continued on his way.
For the past several years Godzilla had been searching. He was constantly pursuing any trace or sign that could give him a clue to another one out there like him. Though his mind told him that it was impossible and that he was one of a kind, his heart fought his mind in a battle that always led to hurt in despair when he finally gave into his heart and began to search. Every time he seemed to get close to island to search, it usually led to millions of people screaming and him ravaging through a city. His intentions were to simply search for that being, that one that could be something so much than just an ally, or even a rival, but the humans turned from their fear and changed it into rage and hate for him. He would be assaulted with missiles and gunfire. Although it did not faze him, as their assault became heavy with jets and even destroyer ships that would hunt for him using their sonars, he would simply start to avoid those cities for several years, leaving no sign that he was still alive to the human's.
During these times, to try and subdue the pain and loneliness that came with this instinct; he would lay dormant under the ocean for several weeks at time. During these times, he would still dream of that one creature that could either kill him or end his suffering. If those dreams were not enough he he would dream about that someone that would accept him for who he truly was, someone of his own kind. Godzilla knew that the chances of ever finding a mutated dinosaur was very slim, almost impossible, the only thing that had even come close was the pterodactyl that the humans referred to as Rodan. He was a mutated dinosaur just like Godzilla, with fire red scales, a long beak and two enormous wings that aided his flight. That fight was one that Godzilla would soon come to regret, though they were different species, Godzilla felt a bond with Rodan that could have been traced back a million years ago. Sadly, that was not enough and Rodan was crushed under the might of the Godzilla's fury. When his dreams became unbearable and he would awake and the instinct would return, but it started out weak and would soon grow into a much more fierce longing.
One day he finally found what he was searching for. All of those years of searching seemed to come to an end when he came across an egg on a deserted island. The egg was blanketed in his kinds scent. A new feeling began to fill his heart. He felt happiness, as the days would go by Godzilla would guard this egg; every fiber in him said that it was what he wanted most. The thing inside would grow and soon break away to reveal that companion that he had been searching for. Sadly, again this would not last; his happiness was only for a short period of time. The humans were researching the island and eventually discovered and destroyed the egg before it could hatch. This broke Godzilla's heart, the longing returned and was fueled with rage. Every monster that stood in Godzilla's way, were vanquished. Only until recently had Mothra appeared. She was the only creature that could truly stand up to his animosity. She matched his fury with her own power and subdued his anger, but never once had she actually tried to kill him.
Godzilla swam forward, gaining speed, he turned north and let his spines ride the surface, this usually brought terror from the humans, but from his recent assault, there was not going to be any human that tried his patience this evening. As he continued to swim on, that want, that need, that longing continued to build inside of him, until he could hold the sensations any longer and let his instincts for a search, took over. Godzilla's path was averted and repositioned to the nearest island. It only took mere minutes for his giant feet to once again on land. He smashed through a thick forest that covered the island, leaving downed trees, and the squawking of any bird that lived in those trees. He paused briefly to sniff the air, eagerly awaiting a sign or wind to fill his snouts nostrils with the aroma of another. Once again the hurt, and defeat the came with this search filled his heart. "Why, why do I continue to search for one that does not exist?" He let out a long and pain filled roar, "this instinct, will never cease, with every passing day my want for another burns stronger and yet it will never quenched." A single tear emerged from his golden, right eye. He returned to the sea, defeated and hurt.
He resumed on his original destination of returning home. Soon Godzilla reached the coast of a new island of solitude that excluded and hid him from the rest of the world. His rumbling foots steps lead him to an enormous mountain that was 10 times the size of his form. An entrance to a cave came into view. As he entered, a herd of bats flew out to take the night, his sadness weighed over him so heavily that he ignored the squeaks and sounds of flapping wings passing around him. "Why?" Was the only question that was on his attention. Why was he the last of his kind, the very last? He settled right in the middle of back of the cave, with little light and enough darkness that would conceal him from any other. Finding this island and this cave was again only by his instinct. The cave was origionally made for only him, but with his instinct, that soon changed. Now it could hold at least ten of his kind. He dropped slowly, lied on his belly he curled up bringing his tail fully around to wrap his body. A final tear dropped from golden eyes as sleep began to take him.