Okay, new chapter, new developments, new characters. This is gonna be one hell of a chapter.

Back to Basics

Godzilla watched as Xenilla took a swig from his fourth drink of the night, staring in astonishment. His brother had become quite the alcoholic since they had last seen each other, and couldn't comprehend just how long it really had been. Three years, he thought, what could he had possibly been doing for three years?

Xenilla had already told him about failing the astronaut training, which Godzilla believed right off the bat. Xenilla himself wasn't very keen on the job, so it was doomed from the start. But he had yet to learn why his brother was back in Sollgel.

"Xenilla, are you just gonna sit around and drink the night away or are you going to tell your brother why we're here?" Destroyah butted in, rather annoyed.

"I was getting to that." Xenilla replied, finishing his drink, then calling for another. Immediately, an old man with yellowish-white hair and a towel came over to their spot, bottle in hand. He quickly cleaned Xenilla's cup, and then poured more of the bottle's contents into it.

"Thanks Caesar." Xenilla said, taking a sip from the glass. Turning to Godzilla, he began to speak.

"Alright. So, after I failed the space training, I went back to our old house in the 54th district. I stayed there for awhile by myself, but I got bored and joined an underground fight club called Triple Head. Now, this club is run by a shady piece of shit named Desghidorah, and when I joined, he saw me as a threat. So when I was in the middle of a fight, the bastard disappeared with all of my money and a land grant to buy our house from us."

"What?!" Godzilla asked, rage fueling up inside of him.

"Exactly, and when I went to kill the guy, he had two thugs named Guiron and Orga beat me up, and then burn the hotel I was staying at for the night."

Godzilla instantly recognized the name of one of the thugs. "Did you say Orga?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Well, I killed him this morning. Blew his brains out the back of his head."

Xenilla looked at Godzilla with a bewildered look on his face. "Really? That seems a bit much, even for you."

"He bit down on the end of my gun." Godzilla replied, shrugging. "Anyways, is that all?"

"Yeah. I ended up finding out he works with this Ghidorah guy, I think they might be cousins or something like that. Thought if I could bring Ghidorah down, then I could get back at him once he didn't have anyone left to depend on."

"I see.. Now, what about Dad?" Godzilla asked, patiently waiting for an answer.

Xenilla seemed to tense up a little. "Well, last time I heard, he likes to hang out at a nightclub called Planet X. That club is run by Ghidorah, so I think Dad might have the same agenda as we do."

"Well, then let's go there and check it out!" The brothers turned to find Mothra standing behind them, silently listening the entire time. Xenilla looked over at Godzilla, smiling. "I like her. She's definitely a keeper, Goji." He said, nudging his brother with his elbow.

"Screw you, Xenilla."

Mothra, not understanding what Xenilla meant, looked over to Godzilla for an answer. The mobster just stood up and quickly changed the topic.

"Okay, so now all we need is a plan."

"I already have one." The trio turned to look at Destoroyah, who was smiling like the devil on Halloween. "And it includes you." He said, pointing directly at Mothra.

"I can't do this!" Mothra yelled. "I look like a fricking stripper!" She said, gesturing at her outfit, which was a black shirt and jeans that were both just a whole size smaller. To add to it, the jeans had a few small holes here and there, while the entire backside of the shirt was in ribbons, exposing most of her back.

"I dont know, you look fine." Godzilla reassured her from behind.

"Are you saying you're attracted to me looking like this?" She retorted, purposefully getting into a pose Godzilla wasn't very comfortable in seeing. He quickly turned away, changing the subject.

"Well, you were supposed to look like a stripper anyway. I mean, that was Destoroyah's plan, right? You go to the club pretending to look for a job, while the three of us look for either Ghidorah or my dad."

"Yeah, I get it, I get it." Mothra replied, putting her hand up to stop him. "Let's just go already, they're probably waiting."

They started walking down the hallway, which turned out to be pretty long. Not wanting to walk in silence, Mothra looked to the mobster at her side.

"So, what happened with you and your brother?" She questioned, half feeling like she was going to be thrown any minute.

Godzilla tensed up once she said that, telling her it was a touchy subject. He quickly calmed himself and finally spoke.

"Well, fourteen years ago, my mother died. Our dad went practically broke and 's what started it, I think. My sister, Biollante, started to get frightened real easily because Dad started drinking and yelling at her a lot. Xenilla shut himself in his room for nearly a month. I was pretty much the only other male in the house, so Dad started teaching me the ways of the mob."

Mothra nodded understandingly. It was never his choice, she thought, it was forced on him. "Go on." She said.

"Once I got into high school, I started getting into a lot of fights. One, because I'm not a very likable person, and two, people are assholes. Especially Kong. Anyways, it was a way to vent out my anger and frustration with my dad. But then he got into an accident seven years ago that killed him, or at least, that's what I was told. Xenilla then left to go join the space program and Biollante opened up her flower shop. So I decided to run the mob so Dad wouldn't haunt me 'till I died."

"Wow." Mothra replied, surprised at Godzilla's story. They finally came to the end of the hallway, where three people were waiting for them. Godzilla saw that the first two were Xenilla and Destoroyah, but the other person was facing away from them. They turned around, and Godzilla instantly regretted joining this plan. Because that person was Gamera.

"Hey, buddy!" He said happily, "ready to go to work?"

Cliffhanger! I know what you're thinking: "Why?!" Because it helps make this story longer, that's why! All in good time, my friends, all in good time. Don't forget to review this chapter, I love to heard what you guys think. Bye!

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