Marron met the Briefs family at the Cetacean Institute. It was a scientific establishment known for studying marine life, both plant and animal. "Thanks for coming, everyone. Especially you, Bulma-san, with your condition and all."
"Just never mind my 'condition.' What have you got?"
"Come with me to the lab, please." Marron led them to a large space filled with scientific equipment. Prominently featured was what looked like a gigantic, whitish, oval-shaped rock.
"What is it?" Trunks asked.
"The discovery team thought it was a large rock, but it's really an egg."
"What?" Vegeta was suddenly interested.
"Yes, and it's emitting a very low-level radiation. This lead-glass enclosure keeps it contained for now, but it might not contain whatever hatches out."
"You mean something is alive in there?"
"Yes, Bulma-san. There is. We've been able to determine that much."
"Is there any idea what it might be?"
"That's the scary part," the young blonde replied gravely. The discovery team found it on a remote northern island in a pit of sand and water. The team leader said that the sand was blackened and the water was near-to-boiling. Also," she said, leading them to a work station," some of these were found." Encased in a small lead-glass case was a greenish-black "flake" about the size of a baseball plate. "Recognize it?"
"I hoped we'd never see it again," Trunks said.
"What is it?"
"It's a scale, Bulma-san. But not from a fish; it's from a reptile. It's also slightly radioactive. I think it came off of Godzilla." Marron unconsciously dropped her voice to a whisper at the sound of the monster's name.
"What are you saying?" Vegeta demanded.
"We carbon-dated the egg. It's about nine-months-old. That fits with Godzilla's last appearance."
"Wait," Bra said, "how can he reproduce without a female?"
"Namekians can reproduce without a female, honey."
"Why are we talking about this?" Vegeta snapped. "Get rid of this thing."
"Yeah," Trunks said, "the HazMat teams are still cleaning up from the attack last fall. We don't need another of those things!"
"Guys, this could be the biggest zoological find since the coelacanthe."
"And a lot more dangerous," Vegeta asserted. "Get rid of it now, before you get attached to it."
"I'm not sure there is a safe way to get rid of it, Vegeta-san. I was hoping you guys would have some ideas."
Just at that moment, a man with a lab coat over a suit approached. "Ms. Chesnutt, this is not a museum."
"I'm sorry, sir. But this is-"
"I know who she is. Bulma Briefs, head of Capsule Corporation and a generous donor. I am Jim Shimuda, the man in charge of this project. What may I do for you?"
"Young Marron here thought I might want to see how my donations are being spent."
Shimuda's confidence faltered. "How's that?"
"Tell me you're not serious about letting this thing hatch. The first Godzilla was evil incarnate, a menace to the whole planet. How can you even think about releasing another one?"
Strictly speaking, ma'am, we have no solid proof that this egg is connected to Godzilla."
"They know about the scales, sir. I called them because they're some of the finest scientists I know, and I wanted their help on this."
"I understand your concerns, but you need not think that you can convince me to simply jettison the biggest find of my entire career. The benefits to humanity are unimaginable."
"So is the danger!" Bulma was now very agitated.
"I don't have to imagine the danger," Vegeta growled.
"There are other giant creatures besides Godzilla," Shimuda said. "Godzilla may have been in contact with it, but that's all we know."
There was no reasoning with this man. Bra held her father's emotions in check, even though she agreed with him.
When the Briefs got home, Vegeta looked at his wife and said, "You should have let me crush him."
"Maybe you're right, but that won't solve our problem."
