The wind gently blew through Sahra's long hair as she stood out under the crescent moonlight, on top of the G-Force building overlooking the city. Her sullen eyes were distant and almost cold as the wind battered her overcoat around as well. Sahra's mind lingered upon Donny, and his condition. She could not figure out how to help him, no matter how much she pondered on the thought. The young Psychic felt helpless, and worthless because she could not render any assistance. Sahra's mind drifted and began to think of Mayonaka, her dear friend whom aided her in defeating King Ghidorah and the Xilians the year before. If there was anybody who she could confide in at a time like this, it was Mayonaka. Gently, the Psychic closed her eyes and extended her mental perception outward toward Yaku Island, the home of Mayonaka and the home of the ancient forests of Japan. The mental plane opened up in a wreath of beauty and colorful forest scenes. In the aura of light shining in the far center of this glamorous scene, stood a mighty creature, with her head held high and her wings spread out. Her body was almost as beautiful as an angel from heaven, and appeared canine.

Mayonaka. Sahra's mind spoke as she smiled at the beautiful wolf kaiju. Slowly, the canine's eyes gazed gently in Sahra's direction.

You are bothered by something, my child. How may I be of assistance? a beautiful voice echoed from the mind of the wolf.

My friend….I feel so useless. Sahra's mind whispered.

Is it because of Donny? Mayonaka instantly interpreted with her mental abilities, you feel unable to help him?

Yes.

Be at ease my child, for some things are out of our plane of grasping--and in this instance…so is Donny. whispered Mayonaka with wisdom in her voice.

He is my friend…I have to be able to do something for him. Sahra replied with insecurity in her voice.

Donny knows deep down that you are trying your hardest to be there for him. He is just unable to express it with that entity being at home in his mind. Be patient my daughter, you will be of more assistance than you believe. Mayonaka's voice faded as her and the mental plane in Sahra's mind dissipated into the original environment.

After the exhilarating mental quest with Mayonaka, Sahra found herself standing in G-Force's Infirmary, watching Dr. Okayama who was scanning Donny. She leaned against the wall, and tried to penetrate the thick cloud that loomed over her friend's mind, however she could barely penetrate it even with her advanced skills.

"Is he conscious enough to converse with?" Sahra asked patiently as she approached Okayama.

"I'm not even sure if it is safe to talk to him. I'm detecting enormous amounts of serotonin and T-Base coming from the psionic center of his mind. The Psychic-scanner is nearly overloading from it." explained Frances Okayama as she nervously scanned Donny's mind with a probing device.

"I know, I can sense it." whispered Sahra forebodingly as she began to think of what Mayonaka told her.

I'm here for you my friend. Sahra whispered telepathically as she held onto Donny's hand, hoping that he'd somehow be able to hear her. Finally, after taking a glance up at Frances Okayama, Sahra decided to leave the room and venture on toward the dark conference room that she often went to in order to seek solitude. Her hair flowed gently behind her as she opened the window, allowing the light southern wind to flow into the dimly lit room. Sahra's mind drifted back to the old days where her, Donny, Miki and other friends used to go to school together. Almost instantly, the warm face of Diana Vyner came across her mind. A beautiful young woman with rather short mid-length hair. Sahra remembered that at one time, Diana too was part of their little Psychic group that ventured to Japan from the United States in order to receive special schooling. Not much had been heard from Diana for a few years….and Sahra felt almost disconnected from her good friend. Last she knew, Diana was with her fiancée, Eric Hadley.

"Diana.." whispered Sahra as she closed her eyes, and opened her mind with all her might…allowing herself to perceive the minds in the world upon the mental plane. She could see literal people walking…talking, and even doing other random things across her mind's eye as she searched through thousands of people--hoping to find the exact aura and emotion that Diana evoked.

After several minutes of searching, Sahra finally found Diana's aura, as well as Eric's--her long beloved boyfriend. They stood at the Pacific Ocean, in California. Across the mental plane in which Sahra saw her dear friends, a large pale moon was sinking in the west. Diana and Eric were standing at the water's edge, in each others arms and gazing into each others eyes. Sahra could feel an overwhelming sense of joy and love emanating from the two lovers, it almost made her feel weightless as a bird and free as a cloud.

Diana…Sahra whispered with her mind.

Across the sea, Diana Vyner gazed toward the west, as she could hear her name being whispered upon the echoing wind. The familiar voice sent warm feelings through her body, as if it was somebody she knew. With an unusual glance she decided to disregard the peculiar voice and continue her romantic time with Eric.

"I love you." he whispered while hold her close, allowing Diana to lay her head on his chest. Finally, she felt secure for one moment in her life, with the love she always wanted. Diana could even hear Eric's heart beating--and she felt as though both of their hearts drummed at the same time in love's harmony.

Both Diana and Eric could feel the warm gentle waves blanketing over their feet as they gently kissed in the dwindling moonlight. Slowly releasing from the lip embrace, Diana stared up into Eric's eyes. To her, the love in his eyes reminded her of pools containing life's entirety where only her and him could swim in for all eternity--disregarding all of the trivialities and tribulations of the world.

After another gentle kiss, both young lovers sat upon the soft moist sands and gazed upon the setting moon, as it dangled farther in the west, slightly covered by a few stray cumulonimbus clouds. Every once in a while, a low rumble of thunder resonated off in the distance as lightning flickered in front of the setting moon. The gentle wind smelled of rebirth and rain as the storm neared. Each rumble of thunder seemed more closely knitted as the clouds eventually covered the setting moon, leaving only an orange aura glimmering above the storm. Diana and Eric felt warm and close at this moment, allowing nature around them to come alive as their love spread its wings like a newborn butterfly.

Diana…a voice echoed as thunder rumbled far off. Both Eric and Diana glanced with curiosity as the name was called. For a moment, they thought the were just hallucinating things in the passionate moment.

"What was that?" asked Eric as he turned and met eyes with Diana.

"A telepathic voice…somebody is calling out to me. The voice sounds very familiar…" she whispered while gazing at the oncoming storm.

Diana…it is me…Sahra. the voice again resonated.

"Sahra?" Diana whispered as she stood up slowly, standing ankle deep in the oceanic waters--feeling that Psychic tingle in her body that she once felt so many years ago.

"Can you reply?" asked Eric as he stood as well.

"No, I have not used my powers in so long….I don't think I could reply at the distance she is calling me from, I believe she's in Japan."

Diana…I need your help, something terrible has gone wrong and we need you. Let us be the Psychics we were meant to be. Sahra's voice trailed off in the wind.

"Eric…we must go to her." Diana whispered as she clutched his hand.

With a smile, he kissed her cheek, "I'd travel even the farthest distance for you."

Diana found herself slightly blushing, as she took Eric by the hand, and led him off from the beach back toward the town.

Sahra could see the two holding each others' hands and disappearing into the city. Deep down, she knew that Diana would grant her request, after all, they were friends for countless years. Sahra smiled as a tinge of hope tinted her mind, it would be like the good old days, and she knew that perhaps with Diana's assistance, Donny could come out of the dark realm of the mind in which he is ensnared in.

Sahra found herself smiling also. Eric and Diana's relationship reminded her of her marriage with Joe, her husband who remained back in America. She also wished that he was there at moment--comforting her like he always did.

Commander Aso nervously paced down the isle way of his office, near the window. He had received a very disturbing amount of news that he thought could cause an inevitable war.

"In all his idiocy…the Prime Minister decided to sell the Godzilla cells to Saradia? What a fool!" shouted the man as he turned to gaze at Professor Gondo, who was watching him carefully, "what will this lead to…..another creature like Godzilla or Biollante? And what of Mothra? She is going to be waging war due to humanities stupidity!"

"Takaki calm down, there is no need to get bent out of shape." Chinatsu sternly said in a normal tone.

"NO NEED!? Tokyo was just attacked by Godzilla…..then both him and Biollante battled each other only meters from this building. I have a Psychic on my hands who has lost his mind, and now I have to worry about more death and destruction if a war breaks out between Japan and Saradia….and ON TOP OF THAT! I have to worry about if Mothra is going to attack or not! And HERE you are telling me to NOT GET BENT OUT OF SHAPE!!" shouted Aso as he took something sitting upon the table and threw it against the wall.

Humanity has failed to make the correct decision once again…a raspy womanly voice echoed through the air, as Belvera and Garugaru appeared in the doorway with Moll, Lora, and Fairy flying closely behind her.

Aso shuttered as he gazed at the three women--an angered appearance was smeared across their faces, as if somehow the decision that one man, decided the entire fate of the world.

"It shall begin in Saradia….the now corrupt communist country who now has the means to develop a weapon to use against enemy countries. Mothra will devastate the capitol city, and hopefully detour the birthing process of the new creature they have nicknamed 'Sarad'. A president the leader of Saradia has claimed to be--he is in secret the dictator." whispered Moll in a stern, and silent voice.

"They have been working on this creation ever since the Xilians were defeated, and now with Godzilla's cells, they'll perfect it." Lora added.

"Let us call upon Mothra, to prevent another world-wide catastrophe from happening!" shouted Moll as she stood upon Fairy Mothra--shortly after being followed by Lora and then Belvera. The trio's bodies began to shine brightly as they burst into song, glorifying the Goddess known as Mothra.

"Mosura…Mosura…!"

"Mosura ya Mosura

Doungan Kasakuyan

Indo muu

Rusuto uiraadoa

Hamba hambamuyan

Randa Banuradon

Tounjukanraa

Kasaku yaamnu!"

As the Elias halted their singing to perform beautiful gestures, as their voices trailed off into a resonating echo. Energy spiraled around the three women, displaying the true power that they held within.

Several floors down, Sahra, Cyndi, and Miki turned their attention toward the ceiling as the song echoed through their minds. All three of them recognized the tune of Mothra when the heard it. Over upon the bed, Donny also slowly opened his eyes as he heard the melody.

"Mosura ya Mosura

Doungan Kasakuyan

Indo muu

Rusuto uiraadoa

Hamba hambamuyan

Randa Banuradon

Tounjukanraa

Kasaku yaamnu!"

Upon Infant Island, a huge comet of energy spewed forth from the depths of the jungle, it's intense yellowish light shown like a mighty sun in the sky as it began to morph into the majestic body of Mothra Virgo. As her phosphorescent body began to simmer, the colossal deity raised her head high in the moonlight, and released a cry that pierced through the jungle and mountains. The green scales on Mothra's wings reflected the moon's glow in bright beams of light that glinted into the sky. With enormous flaps of her wings, the Goddess jolted off westward toward Saradia, the country she was determined to discipline.

Commander Aso stared at the Elias nervously as he watched their body's luminescence fade gently. Somehow, he knew what had happened, and deep down it sort of haunted him. He knew Mothra is powerful, and that she could wield a devastating amount of destruction.

"Mothra has departed on a journey to Saradia, war has finally come to the human race." the Elias said in unison.

"Would Mothra cause that much death and destruction?" Gondo asked nervously as she grabbed onto a chair.

"If it means protecting the Earth, and the rest of the human race, yes." responded Moll with a quick lisp.

"Commander Aso?" Shinjo's voice came up over the P.A. system.

"Yes, what is it?"

"Mothra has been sighted over Indonesia! She is flying westward at a relative speed of Mach 7.5."

Commander Aso remained utterly silent as he closed his eyes, attempting to think of a solution to the problem.

"Sir, what shall we do?"

"Nothing…" whispered Aso.

"But sir!?" cried Shinjo.

"We can't do anything about it Lieutenant! At our condition, Mothra would tear our forces apart as quickly as Godzilla would. The last thing I want is Mothra attacking Japan. Saradia has been a complete nuisance to the world, creating weapons of mass destruction and killing thousands of innocent people. Let Mothra have her way with that wretched place!" shouted Aso as he pushed the button, ending the P.A. transmission.

Back down in the Infirmary, Sahra, Miki, and Cyndi could feel that something was occurring and fast. Their attention was centered particularly around Donny, who was staring at the ceiling.

"Mothra is angry…" he whispered lifelessly, "she flies toward Saradia."

They knew that Donny had a close connection to Mothra, but they didn't realize that she knew her entire plans for the country. Donny looked quite innocent in his current condition. The evil tint of Z's influence had left his face. With ease, the Psychic rose from the bed and stared up at Dr. Okayama.

"You need to rest, Donny." Okayama whispered with a hint of fear in her voice.

"I am fine, Doctor, there is no need to worry." Donny replied very kindly as he crawled out of the bed.

Sahra and the others backed away, as Donny approached them with out ease.

"My friends…I am sorry about what I did. I could see myself doing the actions, but I couldn't prevent them." he whispered, "I felt like a prisoner within myself."

"It is okay." whispered Sahra as she felt Donny's mind back to its normality, however she knew that it wouldn't last forever. She could sense Z's presence still with in him, despite the fact that it was dimmer than normal.

In order to lighten the mood, Sahra and Miki decided to take Donny into one of the conference rooms in order to show him something that would jog his memory of himself. After walking in, Sahra turned on the light, and a large table was revealed supporting a large orange colored leather case in the center.

"It is yours Donny, do you remember?" whispered Miki as she watched Donny unzip the case and open it. His deep eyes stared down at a brass/gold glistening saxophone that reflected the fluorescent light like the moon reflecting the sun's. He could see his white hair in the mirror-like surface, and it sort of startled him.

"I miss brownish-blonde…but this looks interesting." he said jokingly as he picked up the saxophone, remembering completely how to hold it and put it together. Donny smiled as he held his very own saxophone for the first time in a long time. Miki and Sahra sort of thought that after all of his experiences, that he may have forgotten how to play it.

"Well, we'll leave you guys to yourselves." whispered Sahra as she motioned Cyndi to keep an eye on Donny, cause she was the only one who could get into his mind. Sahra and Miki then exited the room and stood outside.

Cyndi gazed at the saxophone, admiring its luster and beauty as Donny put on the neck strap and attached it to the horn.

"So, you like music huh?" asked Donny, as if he knew Cyndi for years, "I can sense the musical talent with in you."

"Um…well…I can sing." Cyndi smiled while slightly blushing at Donny who smiled at her.

"We should do a duet sometime." replied Donny as he put the saxophone's mouthpiece in his mouth.

A beautiful haunting melody came out of the horn as Donny closed his eyes and began to play. The soft sound of the saxophone seemed to give Cyndi goose bumps as she felt each note in the music surge across her mind, like a beautiful image. She could not believe that a person with such an evil force with in him, could release such a beautiful sound out of the horn. The notes danced slowly and steadily, as if it were some sort of love theme, or a possible mournful song. Donny's eyes remained closed, and he moved his body along with the beat of the song as if he were dance. When he finished playing, the final note echoed in the room beautifully and he opened his eyes. Tears were gathered in them, the song affected him emotionally to a great extent. Cyndi could also feel the emotional effect, for it was a majestic song.

"That…was beautiful. What song…is it?" she said hesitantly.

"I made it up…many years ago when my grandma was alive. I never really named it…I just made it up, and have always played it." replied Donny as he gazed at his saxophone with perplexity.

In her head, Cyndi began to replay the melody, while thinking up words to match it. She wanted to show off a bit of her musical talent. With out any fear for the first time while being around somebody, Cyndi began to sing the melody Donny played previously and added the words:

"The moon rises so gently

Over the forsaken lands of old

Our bodies wander mentally

In the ocean's glistening deep cold…

The fear of doubt detours us,

From the rightful path of peace

Let it be the thing preventing us

From causing our lives to cease…

Hope is the strength we possess

It is the key to our success

Let it be the rightful hope

That leads us on journey's rope…

The moon sets westerly

Over the forsaken lands of old

Our bodies wander in serenity

In the ocean's gentle deep soul…"

Donny gazed at Cyndi with sheer amazement in his eyes. The words meant so much to him when matched with his melody, that I made him speechless. Plus, Cyndi's voice added magnificently to the impact. Her gentle voice resonated through the room as gently as the saxophone's tone did.

"You have a very beautiful voice, Cyndi. A magnificent talent you have, never give it up." whispered Donny as he smiled gratefully at the young woman.

Cyndi gazed up at Donny with a curious flash in her eyes as she grew closer to his good side. Never before has she ever shared her musical talent with another. Her stomach felt butterflies and she felt nearly weightless as she sang alone with her newly found friend. The melody literally became infused within her mind.

Miki and Sahra stood outside, discussing Donny's condition when their ears suddenly heard the most beautiful melodic sound they have ever heard. The combination of Cyndi's voice and Donny's saxophone created a glorious sense of peace in the air as they could hear the mysterious melody being preformed by both musicians. Slowly, both turned to look into the window on the door that peered into the room. Cyndi smiled happily as she sang, and Donny appeared to be in a brighter mood while playing.

"I have never seen her smile until now." whispered Miki as she gazed at Cyndi.

"Donny too seems different." Sahra concluded.

The two Psychics continued to watch the two musicians happily as the music continued to progress, filling them with a hope that maybe Cyndi and Donny had helped each other overcome their problems.